Shui Jiangyi couldn't be sure whether Dazai Osamu believed what he said.

Anyway, Dazai kept the photo of him, as if he had some evidence. Dazai raised his head and said, "Okay, Chuuya has saved me now, do you want to leave?"

"..." Shui Jiangyi met his eyes and was a little dazed for a moment.

He said, "It's hard to leave right now. If you want me to stay, I'll stay by your side. If you don't want me to stay, I'll quickly find a way back."

Dazai Osamu said: "Then I'll ask Chuuya to stay here. There is indeed something I need Chuuya to help me solve."

Let’s just solve it, Mizue Yi met Dazai Osamu’s gaze.

He sighed and thought, in any case, he wanted Dazai Osamu to give up the idea of ​​death.

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The troublesome things that Dazai Osamu talked about are indeed very troublesome things.

It's about dealing with traitors in the port mafia.

In order to make it more convenient for Nakahara Chuuya to do his work, he also asked Nakajima Atsushi to follow Nakahara Chuuya and assist him anytime and anywhere.

Speaking of which, this is the second time that Shui Jiangyi has met Nakajima Atsushi.

This man with blood-stained white clothes and a cold face doesn't look like the young man with a shy smile in the main world at all.

But he could find some familiar traces. When Shui Jiangyi stared at him for a long time, Nakajima Atsushi's ears couldn't help but blush. He lowered his head and whispered, "Is it because my outfit today is wrong?"

Shui Jiangyi retracted his gaze and shook his head: "No, you are dressed appropriately today. Do you have a record of the people you have arrested recently?"

Nakajima Atsushi nodded in understanding, took out a notebook from behind and handed it to the orange-haired young man. He not only turned to the latest page, but also very skillfully revealed all the information he knew: "These people were caught when they lurked in to assassinate the leader last time. When they were caught, two of them died directly, and only three survived."

"They are all locked up in the dungeon. Do you want to go and take a look?" asked Nakajima Atsushi.

Shui Jiangyi responded: "Okay."

There were actually very few people imprisoned in the dungeon of the Port Mafia. After all, few people could get out of the dungeon of the Port Mafia safely. There was not a single crack on the wall. Shui Jiangyi went straight to the interrogation room, where the three people who were caught had all been detained.

Jiang Yi, who had ignored the water before, looked at the things on the main seat with a little curiosity.

Nakajima Atsushi understood the meaning of the music and said, "Please sit down and let me handle these things."

His voice still carried the youthfulness of a teenager, and his face was still childish, but his words were very cold, as if he was not talking about matters concerning human lives, but just deciding the outcome of a game.

Shui Jiangyi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you then."

After that, Mizue Yi kept watching Nakajima Atsushi skillfully interrogate the traitor. The port mafia's means of punishing people only increased in Dazai Osamu's hands, and the cruel methods were countless.

These things are relatively unfamiliar to Shui Jiangyi, but to Nakajima Atsushi, they are already commonplace.

At the beginning, Dazai Osamu did not agree with Nakajima Atsushi to follow in his footsteps and join the Port Mafia. After Nakajima Atsushi's repeated requests, he finally said that you can join the Port Mafia, but you must understand the Port Mafia a little bit. Only when you understand the Port Mafia well enough, you can choose to join the Port Mafia.

At that time, Nakajima Atsushi didn't understand why Izumi Kyoka could directly join Nakahara Chuuya's team and become his subordinate, but he couldn't.

But he listened to Dazai Osamu enough, and from that day on he went deep into the bottom of the port mafia and began to work towards the direction that Dazai Osamu wanted.

Then Nakajima Atsushi discovered that, just as Dazai Osamu said, he did not know that much about the Port Mafia.

When he saw the interrogation process, Nakajima Atsushi couldn't hold it in and rushed out to vomit.

His face turned pale from vomiting. The subordinate who had been following Nakajima Atsushi according to Dazai Osamu's instructions asked with concern: "Nakajima-kun, if you really can't help it, you can stop insisting so much."

After Nakajima Atsushi finished vomiting, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and shook his head firmly: "I want to go back in."

After that, Nakajima Atsushi was never affected by anything that happened in the port mafia, and he gradually became a direct subordinate of cadre Dazai Osamu and the most useful sword under leader Dazai Osamu.

The dim light in the dungeon illuminated Nakajima Atsushi's cold eyes. When they refused to speak, and even mocked the port mafia, Nakajima Atsushi did not get angry. He just glanced at his subordinates waiting on the side. He was dressed in white and looked very gentle. Even if he said he was a middle school student who just got out of school next door, some people would believe him. But what he said was: "Bring the whip."

When Shui Jiangyi's eyes looked a little hurt, two people finally couldn't hold on any longer.

They painfully told all they knew. Nakajima Atsushi put away the bloody whip in his hand and casually threw it on the ground. It weighed a pound. The whip of the bullshit Zuo Cheng made a dull sound on the ground. Nakajima Atsushi nodded to his subordinates expressionlessly: "Drag him away and check if it's true."

The subordinate nodded, called a few people to come forward and drag the man away.

After finishing everything, Nakajima Atsushi took off the blood-stained white gloves on his hands. Just when he was about to take a pen to take notes, he noticed a pair of burning eyes looking at him.

He followed his gaze and saw the azure eyes of the orange-haired young man.

Mr. Nakahara...

Nakajima Atsushi noticed that there seemed to be doubt in those eyes, as if they felt that his behavior was inappropriate, but those emotions were only fleeting, and after seeing it for a moment, Nakajima Atsushi could no longer capture similar emotions.

He handed the notebook to Nakahara Chuuya and said, "Mr. Chuuya, this is the general testimony. If there is anything more, further investigation is needed."

The orange-haired young man took the notebook from him, looked at it carefully, nodded and praised, "You recorded it well, did you learn it from Dazai?"

Nakajima Atsushi's eyes froze for a moment, he shook his head and said honestly: "Mr. Dazai was unwilling to teach me these things, these things were all taught to me by Mr. Chuuya."

The orange-haired young man seemed to pause for a moment. He raised his head in confusion and said, "Would I do such a thing in this world?"

Although Nakajima Atsushi felt alienated by the person who said such things to Mr. Nakahara Chuuya, he still said, "Yes, Mr. Chuuya would not do such a thing originally, but after the leader took over the Port Mafia, he started to frequent this place."

The orange-haired young man asked curiously, "Why?"

Nakajima Atsushi thought for a moment, and said, "Mr. Chuuya didn't tell me the details, but I guess there were too few people at that time, and there was infighting within the port mafia. He was afraid that the leader would not only have to deal with external matters, but also get hurt in the internal strife, so he would often deal with these spies before the leader knew about it."

The stormy port mafia.

The orange-haired young man said, "At that time, everyone in the port mafia must have felt insecure."

“Yes,” Nakajima Atsushi said, “At that time, many people tried to defect, but…”

But no one succeeded in escaping from the Port Mafia. After Dazai Osamu went out to attend the banquet, Nakahara Chuuya led his men to capture everyone one by one and put them all into the dungeon of the Port Mafia.

At that time, Nakajima Atsushi stood behind him, watching the light above the dungeon flickering and shining on the cold and gorgeous face of Nakahara Chuuya.

He watched helplessly as the blood flowed out, staining the ground red.

"Well." The orange-haired young man rubbed his head in annoyance. "This really doesn't seem like something I would do at all."

Yes, Nakajima Atsushi agreed silently in his heart.

Although he had only met him once and although he did not know this Mr. Nakahara, he was still aware that the Mr. Nakahara Nakahara in front of him was a completely different person from the Mr. Nakahara Nakahara he knew.

The Mr. Nakahara Chuuya he knew seemed to have hidden too many edges and corners and became particularly smooth.

Unlike Mr. Nakahara Chuuya, who was so unbridled in front of him, Nakajima Atsushi couldn't help but ask curiously, "If it were you, Mr. Chuuya, what would you choose?"

"Me?" Although he seemed a little confused as to why Nakajima Atsushi asked this question, Nakahara Chuuya still spoke.

"If it were me, I would tell Dazai about this, right? If I'm not mistaken, this world's Nakahara Chuuya didn't tell Dazai about this, right?"

Nakajima Atsushi nodded. When he was following Nakahara Chuuya, he didn't know how many things about Dazai Osamu he had hidden for Nakahara Chuuya.

Mr. Chuuya had killed people while staying up late, his hands were stained with blood, and he was on the verge of collapse.

Just like he covered up Nakahara Chuuya's injuries for Dazai.

"People like Dazai lack a sense of dependence. If you depend on Dazai to the point that you can't live without him, then Dazai also cares about you."

"Dazai Osamu will survive because of one person's dependence."

Shui Jiangyi directly revealed the source of the tragedy in this world. Why did the tragedy happen?

Zhongyuan Zhongye was not wrong, he had taken on too much for the port mafia, he had lived in the darkness before dawn for a long time, he hid all his emotions, he became a smooth adult.

But there is no one in this world who needs to be restrained more than Dazai Osamu.

Nakahara Chuuya, the person Dazai Osamu has always relied on.

When you choose to hide the truth from Dazai Osamu and move forward silently, it's already...

It's destined to get further and further away.

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