"Yes." Nakahara Chuuya nodded and said, "It should be because Dazai's prestige is too great, so even if he defected, his subordinates did not dare to search his apartment carefully."

"Oh? Is that so?" Ozaki Kouyo was not surprised by Nakahara Chuuya's answer. After all, compared to Nakahara Chuuya who was on overseas business trips all year round, Mr. Mori had indeed given Dazai Osamu a lot of power recently, resulting in Dazai Osamu having a considerable number of supporters in the port mafia.

In addition, Dazai Osamu's methods were ruthless to begin with. Before he defected, anyone who was not his subordinate in the port mafia would turn around and run away when they saw him, let alone his subordinates who had to face his methods head-on.

Ozaki Kouye looked at Nakahara Chuuya thoughtfully, and asked softly, "Have you got any accurate information?"

Nakahara Chuuya shook his head calmly and reported in a formal manner: "No, I just reported to the leader and am on my way to find Akutagawa. He said that he might have found traces of Dazai Osamu."

Ozaki Kouyo nodded as if she suddenly realized something. The tassels on her hair swayed slightly because of her action. She asked casually, "You have a pretty good relationship with Dazai Osamu. When he was planning to defect, he didn't tell you anything about where he wanted to go?"

Nakahara Chuuya, who had indeed received a call from Dazai Osamu, smiled and said, "Sister Hongye, don't you know the relationship between Dazai and me?"

"Or in other words, people like Dazai Osamu, don't you understand?"

Even if Nakahara Chuuya has a good relationship with him, so what? However, there is a great possibility that Nakahara Chuuya did it on his own will.

Everyone in the port mafia knows that Dazai Osamu is a heartless man.

Don't try to play the sympathy card with him and try to make Dazai soften his heart towards you, because what awaits you will only be a more tragic ending, just like before the very beginning of the story, when Nakahara Chuuya didn't see Dazai making plans for him late at night, he always felt that Dazai was never willing to be his partner.

Ozaki Kouyo looked at him deeply, then raised the corners of her red eyes and said happily, "Okay, then go find Akutagawa."

Nakahara Chuuya closed the car window.

He stepped on the accelerator and drove away directly. The early morning mist was so thick that it almost covered everyone in it. Ozaki Momiji tightened her hand holding the umbrella slightly, and her beautiful red nails turned a light white.

She stared at the back of Nakahara Chuuya driving away from a distance for a long time, until the subordinate behind him boldly said to her: "Akutagawa-sama's call, are you still going to answer it?"

Not long ago, Mr. Mori suddenly asked Akutagawa Ryunosuke to contact Ozaki Koyo.

At that time, Ozaki Koyo was at the headquarters, and he let the people in the port mafia make a scene for Dazai Osamu. To Ozaki Koyo, it was just a joke.

It was not until Mr. Mori brought up this matter to her that she put on her kimono and stayed here holding her umbrella.

She has already contacted Akutagawa Ryunosuke just now.

Because she was her senior, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was going to that place to shoot, was already rushing towards her.

When Ozaki Kouyo saw Nakahara Chuuya's vehicle just now, she handed the cell phone directly to her subordinates.

Then he asked someone to stop Nakahara Chuuya. As Nakahara Chuuya's mentor, Ozaki Kouyo was 100% unwilling to believe the news that Nakahara Chuuya would defect from the Port Mafia.

Unfortunately, her trust seemed to have been misplaced just now.

Ozaki Kouyo sneered, saying that if she had known the news in advance, she would have been better off not trying to stop Nakahara Chuuya's car in the first place.

She took the phone and said softly to the other end of the line, "Akutagawa-kun, where are you now?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke whispered back, "I am on my way to your side, with the large group of troops that the leader asked me to lead."

Ozaki Kouye raised her lips in a smile. She stood in the mist and raised her lips slightly. "I have checked everything here. There is nothing wrong. There is no need to rush here. Let's go directly to the next place."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was always very respectful to Ozaki Kouyo, who was Nakahara Chuuya's boss. He said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ozaki Kouyo said, “It’s not hard.”

She thought thoughtfully that she was not having a hard time at all at this moment, but it was Nakahara Chuuya who was having a hard time while taking Dazai Osamu to escape.

After leaving Ozaki Koyo, the hard-working Nakahara Chuuya let out a long sigh of relief.

After Ozaki Kouyo appeared, Dazai Osamu hid himself neatly, and then he coiled around him like a beautiful snake, smiling and saying, "This is the first time I saw Chuuya lying to her."

Although his words were full of regret, Dazai Osamu's tone was extremely gloating.

He has always been hostile to Ozaki Koyo, but Nakahara Chuuya doesn't quite know why. After all, even if he knows Dazai Osamu, he doesn't know everything about him.

Nakahara Chuuya said, "Isn't this all because of you?"

After becoming Ozaki Kouyo's subordinate, Nakahara Chuuya was very grateful to Ozaki Kouyo for taking him under his wing and educating him personally after Mr. Mori entrusted him with the task. It would be more accurate to say that Ozaki Kouyo was his teacher rather than his boss.

Not only taught him about the application of supernatural powers, but also how to behave in the port mafia.

When he lied to Ozaki Kouyo just now, Nakahara Chuuya, who was able to remain calm in front of all kinds of jewelry, felt his palms sweating.

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "Even though you know it's for me, you still feel angry when you hear Chuuya say that. What do you mean everyone knows what kind of person I am? What kind of person am I, Chuuya?"

"Am I also such a person in Chuuya's mind?"

a liar.

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at him sideways.

The possibility that Dazai Osamu was lying to him at this time was as high as 80%.

After all, as a person living in this world, for Chuuya Nakahara, the sudden existence of a world line is the setting of their common enemy. The fact that he can accept it in a short time can only be said that he has been pranked by Dazai Osamu too many times and can accept many strange things.

And the possibility that he can extricate himself at this time is as high as 80%.

As long as he wanted, he could drive his car directly to the headquarters of the port mafia at any time and bring Dazai Osamu to justice.

Nakahara Chuuya said: "If you are the same person in my heart."

"I will not stay with you at this time."

Even if Dazai Osamu was a liar who deceived everyone.

Nakahara Chuuya thought that he had been deceived countless times, but definitely more than ninety-nine times.

He was still willing to believe Dazai Osamu.

Not for anything else, just because of the sadness that inadvertently flashed in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Just because of the story Dazai Osamu told him?

Nakahara Chuuya never thought that Dazai Osamu was someone who would make fun of Odasaku.

Moreover, he did receive the notification of Oda Saku's death.

It only takes five minutes for Chuuya Nakahara to drive to the mall.

A row of cars followed behind me.

Dazai Osamu sat behind him, smiling and holding his chin. He said, "Chuuya, did you see the car behind us?"

Nakahara Chuuya glanced at the rearview mirror. There were seven neatly arranged cars, all with the logo of the port mafia engraved on them. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Did we leak it just now?"

Dazai Osamu said with a gloating look: "It should be. What should I do, Chuuya, you are going to become my accomplice!"

Nakahara Chuuya simply didn't want to pay attention to Dazai Osamu: "This is the scene you wanted to see from the beginning, right?"

Regardless of whether Nakahara Chuuya wanted to defect or not, from this moment on, he was marked by Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows and said, "Chu Ye, how can you slander me? I didn't..."

The powerful bullet grazed his car, leaving a gash on it.

Then came the hail of bullets that nearly drowned them.

Fortunately, Nakahara Nakaya is always familiar with the routes in Yokohama and he often goes there for racing.

Without any regard for gravity, he managed to carve a bloody path through the hail of bullets, but by the time they rushed out, his car was almost scrapped.

Nakahara Chuuya looked at the car he spent millions on with a distressed look and said, "When can you control this ability? How many cars have I scrapped because of this ineffective trigger?"

Dazai Osamu, who sat in the back with a calm expression, smiled and said, "At worst, I can lose one."

Nakahara Chuuya, who knew exactly how much money was in Dazai Osamu's account, sneered, "Now that you no longer have a position as a port mafia official, you still want to compensate me for my car?"

Being penniless is not a big deal. He gets a similar salary to Dazai Osamu, but the money in his savings card is so much that he can't even remember it. Since he found out the password of Dazai Osamu's savings card, Nakahara Chuuya has been very suspicious about it.

What did Dazai Osamu do with all the money he earned from Mr. Mori?

Unfortunately, Dazai Osamu did not answer him.

The convoy of vehicles belonging to the Port Mafia chasing him behind did not let him go either.

Nakahara Chuuya's car went onto a bridge. Below the bridge was a coastline with rippling waves. The faint light of dawn slowly climbed up from the horizon, forming a circle of morning light.

He was driving far ahead of the group, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove towards the border of Yokohama as if he was traveling under the stars.

Dazai Osamu's words kept replaying in his mind over and over again.

Nakahara Chuuya stepped on the accelerator.

The expensive sports car was only a hundred meters away from the boundary line, and it was getting closer and closer as he drove.

Then, in Nakahara Chuuya's sight, there was clearly nothing in front of him.

Instead, he seemed to have hit a bouncy ball.

The yellowish barrier enveloped the entire Yokohama, making it look like a sphere.

They were forced back, but the port mafia's convoy seemed not to see them and rushed towards the border of Yokohama.

Nakahara Chuuya, who was imprisoned in Yokohama and could not leave at all, widened his eyes and turned to ask Dazai Osamu.

"What the hell is going on?!"

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