157.
Oda Sakunosuke thought about it and felt that Yaken's proposal was quite good.
Firstly, according to the Yakuin Institute, the head of the Armed Detective Agency is the rival of the current leader of the Port Mafia. Although he has only a few members under him, he is already well-known in Yokohama, and he also has the help of government agencies behind him, which can protect him and his children.
Secondly, it is about his dream of becoming a novelist. Before becoming famous, writers basically rely on royalties to make ends meet. If he was the only one, it would be fine, but with drug research, he also has six children to support!
According to Yaken, the work of the Armed Detective Agency is easier than that of the Port Mafia. After all, they are mainly responsible for solving cases, and most of the work is solved by the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo in a few minutes. And the salary is also high. If you are seriously injured and on the verge of death, don't be afraid, the female doctor with the healing ability can easily save you.
With all these advantages, the Armed Detective Agency is the obvious choice. Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of the coffee that Yaken had put aside and was no longer that hot. He had already made up his mind to change jobs.
There was no way he would continue to work in an organization that was threatening the lives of children.
Of course, after he switched to the Armed Detective Agency, he discovered that Mingming Yaoyan did have all the excellent conditions he had mentioned, but the gap between his imagination and reality was a little bigger.
After a long talk, Oda Sakunosuke looked at the time and found that it was almost time for work again.
"But is it okay not to tell Dazai about this plan?" Oda Sakunosuke said hesitantly. After all, the role he played in the whole plan might cause psychological harm to Dazai Osamu.
"Odasaku, what do you think of Dazai's brain?" Yakuken did not answer directly, but asked Odasakunosuke instead.
"He is intelligent and suspicious. If we use the shogi method to test him, then while others can only see a dozen moves after the current move, he may have already calculated a hundred moves or even the end of the game." Oda Sakunosuke never underestimated Dazai Osamu.
Yakuken nodded and said, "You are right. Dazai Osamu's mind is indeed terrifying. So how long do you think we can hide this plan from him after it is completed? Even if there is only a slight flaw, his brain will be able to seize this loophole and deduce the entire plan back to its original state."
"After his momentary sadness, he will soon realize that this is all a scam." Yaoyan turned his head to look out the window. There was an unnamed bird perched on the telephone pole. It only stayed for a while and then flapped its wings and flew away.
"This is a rare opportunity. Instead of letting him grow in the mud, Odasaku, don't you want to see a flower that should have bloomed in the dark bloom in a sunny corner, and explore how it will change in the end? Or maybe it should be said that he is like that bird, he should not be imprisoned in a corner, the whole world is where he should go."
The breeze blew past, and the big tree in front of the apartment building outside the window made a rustling sound, just like the echo of Oda Sakunosuke's heart at this moment.
He seemed to have thought a lot - for example, he was grateful that someone finally understood Dazai's heart, and that Dazai's loneliness could finally be reduced. But he also seemed not to have thought that much, and he just felt that the god in front of him was extremely gentle.
Reach out a hand to a drowning person, trying to pull him up.
Oda Sakunosuke was happy, but he was always unexpectedly insightful in some ways, and he couldn't help but worry: what if that person didn't stay long and would leave soon?
When he met those grape purple eyes that sparkled with wisdom, he instantly understood the other person's thoughts. Then he would create more ties and try harder to get closer to him, Oda Sakunosuke, and become the string of the lost kite.
Yaken, who actually just glanced at Oda Sakunosuke unintentionally, said: What did I miss? Why did Oda Sakunosuke seem to be inexplicably full of energy?
"Okay, I've told you the plan and given you the props. Now give me the documents and go do your last job for the port mafia." Yakumi patted the shoulder of Oda Sakunosuke who was sitting on the bed.
Oda Sakunosuke obediently stacked the documents one by one and stuffed them back into the corresponding file bags. "Yakuken, what are you going to do with these documents?"
Throwing it away is impractical, and keeping it at home is also dangerous, so should I burn it? Oda Sakunosuke was thinking this when he heard Yakuken's answer.
"Need I ask? Except for the information that you purchased, you can do whatever you want with it. The rest should be returned in the same way you borrowed them." Yao Yan took the file bags and said casually.
Oda Sakunosuke: "..." How did you manage to say something so easily that made him nervous? ?
Thinking that Oda Sakunosuke was worried, Yaken paused and added, "Don't worry, I will take care of the fingerprints, sweat, and other issues, and will definitely not be exposed. I'll go shopping and be back soon."
"…Then be careful on the road." Oda Sakunosuke looked at Yakuken, waved without looking back, opened the door and slipped away.
Oda Sakunosuke sat on the clean white bed and thought: Why did he think that Yaken was weak and needed special protection like Sakura and the others?
158.
The port Mafia's office building is very conspicuous among the buildings in the first-tier area in the city center, even in the moonless and starless night.
Of course it’s because of the unparalleled height of the floors and the glass windows that reflect the neon lights outside.
Yaoyan landed lightly on the ground, but his Japanese-style men's uniform leather shoes made no sound when they touched the ground.
He had already returned the confidential documents to the Special Forces Division and the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. The only thing he hadn't entered yet was the archive of the Port Mafia to return the documents.
In the darkness, Yao Yan shuttled through the aisles between the shelves. When he arrived at his destination, he opened one of the drawers and put the file bag back.
"Click, click." It was the sound of someone approaching.
However, Yaoyan did not turn back immediately. He put the file bag away and closed the drawer again.
A scalpel flashing with an icy cold light was silently placed on the exposed skin of his neck. The magnetic voice of a middle-aged man came to his ears, and his warm breath made the pale earlobes slightly pink.
"Look at me, what did I catch? Oh my, it's a cute boy."
His black hair hung down from his ears, his hands were wrapped in white gloves, and his skilled knife-holding posture revealed that he must have been a doctor familiar with surgical practices.
The corner of Sen Ou's mouth curled up, and his dark red and purple eyes swept across at an angle, as sharp as a knife.
"Don't you already know who I am? I don't think anyone has put the investigative information that Dazai secretly collected on your desk." Yakuken was not at all flustered by the scalpel on his neck, and still looked at Mori Ogai calmly.
Mori Ogai laughed a few times, "Yaken-kun is really surprising, worthy of being the Lord God, it is such a calm and composed person that is worthy of this status."
"Thank you for the compliment, but I don't like being praised and threatened by a greasy middle-aged uncle." Yakuin tilted his head with an innocent look, then quickly raised his hand and pulled out his main body, chopping the scalpel into two pieces before Morio could react.
The broken scalpel fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Then there was the sound of hurried high heels and a sweet loli voice, "Really, Rintaro, you are too rude. You made Yaoken-kun angry. It's so annoying. Alice really likes Yaoken-kun!"
The girl with long curly blond hair wearing a rose-colored dress angrily lectured Mori Ogai: "Be polite to your guests, Rintaro is a big fool!"
Mori Ogai raised his hands in surrender, tears welling up in his eyes, "Alice-chan, I get it, don't be angry, it will break my heart if you are angry."
Act, I will just watch you perform quietly!
Yakuken watched with dead eyes as Mori Ogai and his humanoid superpowers performed the drama of a perverted leader and his doting lolita daughter.
Oh, Alice... this loyal humanoid with her own consciousness, didn't she rush out to protect her master just because the scalpel broke and she was alerted?
Mori Ogai, who had calmed Alice down, turned around and asked, "So, Yaken-kun, why are you visiting the Mafia's archives so late at night? What do you want to do?"
"You're asking even though you already know the answer." Yaoyan knew very well that all of this was planned by Mori Ougai. He might not have known about the theft of confidential documents before, but when he found out that the documents were lost, he naturally understood that he would come to return the intelligence information today.
"You set up this gamble. Although you are the final winner, we don't want to lose too completely," Yao Yan raised his eyes, exuding the aura of a strong man who should not be underestimated. He was tenacious and confident. "Some things cannot be lost. I will change the ending you wrote. I will prevent some things that should not have happened."
"Oh?" Mori Ogai smiled gently, as if with disdain, but also casually. "You may be able to change the fate of the children, but you can't change the fate of Oda-kun. This is a certain path arranged according to his personality. The train of fate is about to arrive at the station, and there is no sign of derailment."
"Even God cannot change this tragic ending. Ignore the rules of the world and bring the dead back to life."
Yakuken took off his black gloves one by one, his pale skin glowing like the moonlight in the night without bright moonlight, "...It is true, I do not have the ability to change a person's life or death, but having children is enough. They will inherit Odasaku's will and qualities. Odasaku is not considered dead, but just exists in the world in a different way. Or maybe, they are not the only ones who inherit Odasaku's will."
"So, are you also prepared for Dazai to leave?" Yakuken raised the corners of his lips coldly, "You clearly know that doing this will push him away, but you still hold on to a ridiculous hope that he is as rational as you are, and cares about the Port Mafia as well, and will not leave because of this."
"The result has already been calculated, why are you still feeling lucky? You clearly can't control him."
The room fell into silence, with only the sound of shallow breathing being heard.
"That's well said, Yaken-kun. Are you interested in replacing Dazai-kun who is about to leave and working for the Port Mafia?" Even after hearing such words, Mori Ougai remained calm.
The only response he got was the suddenly shattered glass and the words that still floated in the air as the boy left.
"No, never again."
Mori Ogai sighed and complained to Alice, "How come kids nowadays don't know how tiring it is to be a leader, and how determined they should be? Even Dazai-kun is leaving me, and my workload is going to increase. Not having enough people under me is a headache."
"Indeed, if being a leader wasn't tiring, your hairline wouldn't be so high, Rintaro. You'd look like an old man who's about to go bald."
“Alice Sauce QAQ”
159.
The next day, it was sunny.
The sun is shining brightly and the cicadas are chirping non-stop. Such weather and such environment are really annoying.
Receiving the order from Commander Jide, the men in black hooded capes violently kicked open the door of the office and rushed in. What greeted them was the sound of swords being drawn as clear as spring water hitting stone and the sword light as bright as the snowy field.
Finally, there is a darkness of total unconsciousness.
The boss was sleeping upstairs, but the noise would probably make him come down to see what was going on. The five children were hiding in the kitchen, looking at Yaoyan with starry eyes and admiring eyes: "Siguoyi, Yaoyanni is awesome!!"
For fear of scaring the children, the researchers simply used the back of a knife to knock the person unconscious, without drawing any blood.
Yaken, who unexpectedly gained several brothers and sisters in the human world, patted the heads of the five children just like he used to rub the cute Awataguchi kids. "That's because they are weak. Odasaku can solve the problem as well."
The most lively boy, Kosuke, who had a band-aid on his face, shook his head. "No, Odasaku was almost defeated by us last time. Yakukenni is much more powerful than Odasaku!"
Yaken laughed dumbly and said, "Odasaku was just teasing you guys, okay?"
However, he ignored the children's childish talk and squatted down to search the belongings of the unconscious men lying on the ground.
Sure enough, the map with the location of the decisive battle was found on one of the men.
On it, a place was circled in red pen with the words "Ghost Cemetery" written on it.
Yao Yan narrowed his eyes and spread the map flat on the table. Before he could take a closer look, the door was broken into again.
This time, it was Oda Sakunosuke.
The two looked at each other, exchanged information, and nodded in tacit understanding.
The battle to kick Oda Sakunosuke's bento away begins now.
The author has something to say: Although I think my writing is silly, I also care about the logic of the text, so I made a small challenge.
① Since the beginning of the Bunno world, Yakuin has been telling the truth to the smart people. The smart people who felt that his words had a clear direction knew that he was not lying, but because of the setting of their brains, they believed his simplicity (? ) and their own speculations and were misled.
For example, in the previous intelligence exchange with Dazai, "My level of intelligence collection is mostly the same as yours" is true, but this "mostly" is vague, and there are other different parts, and the two together are the truth.
Another example is the conversation with Mori Ogai in this chapter. However, it is impossible to deceive him for a lifetime. It is also just a temporary lie until the Hong Kong underworld destroys Oda Saku's employment files.
② After about one or two chapters, it will be four years later. I have to say that the ending of Oda's fake bento is too difficult (wiping tears).
Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20940227, Wu, Linlin, Yanluo
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