Chapter 39
Shen Du Jianliu returned to his temporary residence at a leisurely pace.
The corridor of the high-end apartment was as quiet as usual, and there was no one in the long and quiet corridor.
He glanced at the current time, took out the key to unlock the door, took out the only two remaining red bean daifuku and a poetry collection titled A Tribute to Life from the house, packed them in a bag and went out again.
[It turns out there are two more Daifuku…]
[23333 remember that buy five get one free, A Liu directly bought the set meal]
[Is Shen Du going out again? Is he going to deliver these two great blessings? 】
[Alas, it seems that Jianliu is busy like a top every day. I really hope he can take a rest for a while.]
[The elevator over there seems to be open]
[Damn, that girl in the elevator is so pretty, with the standard long black straight hair——]
[Indeed, little Loli is so cool (wiping nosebleed.jpg)]
“…”
The white-haired boy looked in the direction he was walking in, not very interested, towards the elevator entrance which happened to be open.
Just as the comments said, the girl standing in the elevator had long black hair that fell loose like a waterfall, and she was wearing a light white dress. Her beautiful face was gentle and graceful, making people unconsciously feel a warmth like a spring breeze, pure and fragrant.
Seeing Shen Du Jianliu gradually approaching, the other party seemed a little uncomfortable and turned his head away subconsciously.
She stared at the corner of the elevator, pretending that she had come to this floor by accident, raised her hand to her lips, picked up a strand of soft hair and randomly pressed other floors.
"Ms. Akutagawa."
Shen Du Jianliu walked over calmly and greeted the other party politely.
"Aren't you on this floor?"
“…”
The girl opposite:! ! !
Barrage:? ? ? ……! !
The black-haired girl, whose last name was suddenly called, looked obviously flustered, with an embarrassed red on her cheeks.
Especially when she confirmed that the handsome boy standing opposite her was calling her, with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes (actually he was just confused), and a whole head taller than her, she became even more nervous due to the oppressive feeling brought by the boy's unique aura and shadow.
"You..." Akutagawa Gin looked down at his toes: "Do you live on this floor too?"
"Um."
The two had just met in the basement of PortMafia headquarters not long ago. If they had revealed their identities, they would have been able to have a normal chat.
"Sorry, I pressed the wrong floor."
The black-haired girl lowered her head a little embarrassedly and apologized for her desperate behavior.
"fine."
Without the other party having to take any action, Shen Du Jianliu directly raised his hand to help her cancel the long press on the wrong keyboard.
Thinking of his next small part of the target, the handsome white-haired boy asked, "Is Mr. Weilun still in the isolation room?"
"I want to visit him."
"Ah... Yes, but you need to get the boss's approval."
Akutagawa Gin's voice becomes more delicate and sweet after taking off the mask, delicate and with a hint of softness.
She had just finished practicing assassination techniques with Mr. Verlaine today, and had come here suddenly because she had made an appointment with her brother to meet at his apartment in the evening.
I didn’t expect that my brother’s neighbor across the street was…
Mr. Verlaine's brother?
And he recognized himself.
She and Ryunosuke Akutagawa usually do not deliberately reveal their relationship as siblings in the organization. Currently, only Mr. Dazai and Chief Mori, who led them to Gangkuro, know about it.
But he also knew that he was the younger brother of Mr. Weilun and the prospective cadre of Zhongyuan, so it was unexpectedly a draw.
"I see. Thank you."
After releasing the floor pause button in the elevator car, Shen Du Jianliu got the answer he wanted and politely said goodbye to the other party.
Do I need to apply again?
After watching the black-haired girl leave and the elevator continuing to go down, he glanced down at the bag in his hand and changed the place he originally wanted to go.
***
PortMafia's headquarters in the fifth building.
The journey to the chief's office was smooth, and even members wearing high-end suits took the initiative to greet him: "Master Shendu."
“…”
"See the flow?"
When Shen Du Jianliu arrived at the door of the leader's office, a handsome and elegant young man with ochre red hair just came out of the office and met the white-haired young man who was undergoing scanner testing at the door.
"Why are you here..."
Nakahara Chuuya remembered the phone call he had received earlier and quickly looked the white-haired boy up and down.
"How do you feel? Have you been drinking?"
"No."
Shen Du Jian Liu shook his head silently.
"That's good."
He didn't smell any alcohol coming from the other side, but instead smelled the same smell of shower gel as his own. Nakahara Nakaya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I remember that guy Dazai mentioned before that Jian Liu vomited blood after drinking. I guess he has some sense of propriety... I don't think so!
So that bastard actually dared to use Jianliu to escape the next work report!
The ochre-haired boy felt so angry that his teeth itched whenever he thought of this incident.
Although their mission was carried out very smoothly this time, except that the enemy's second-in-command was too cunning and escaped to another place with a small part of the branch half a month in advance, the rest of the mission was completed as planned.
Dazai said at the time that he had cast the hook, and those remnants would take the bait within this week, and then he would just have to wait for the benefits... But that doesn't mean that the mess can be thrown to him...!
"Is there anyone else out there? Chuuya-kun."
A familiar male voice suddenly came from the office.
Perhaps sensing an obvious emergency outside the door, Mori Ogai curiously sat in his seat and pressed the switch to cause the roller shutters of the floor-to-ceiling windows to rise one by one, revealing the pitch-black night outside.
The guard at the door opened the door wider upon hearing the sound, allowing the leader to see the young man outside clearly.
"It's Shendu-kun."
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"Um."
"Want permission to go to the basement."
Shen Du Jianliu stepped into the office threshold. Perhaps because he was worried about him, Zhongyuan Chuuya did not leave as he did before.
"basement?"
It only took him a moment to understand who the boy was talking about. Mori Ogai looked a little surprised... but not that surprised.
After all, he had heard about the mystery of the boy's identity before, and he was certainly happy to hear that Weilun had an extra layer of shackles to keep him in Port Mafia.
If this young man continues to stay in the organization, it will bring huge benefits to PortMafia if nothing unexpected happens.
The black-haired man sitting in the chief's office chair looked thoughtful and said in a deep tone, "Yes, yes."
"You 'brothers' don't have to ask me for permission every time you meet."
"but……"
“I’m sure Chuuya-kun over there is also aware that the person in the basement has a special identity and will inadvertently attract inspections from European organizations.”
"Let me ask you a question, why does Shen Du want to go to the basement?"
Nakahara Chuuya looked at the white-haired boy with some worry.
To be honest, as long as Weilae himself wanted, he could leave the basement of PortMafia at any time, disguise himself and live a normal life on the ground.
It’s just that the other party himself doesn’t have the will to go out.
If Weilun wants to be active, it will not be a loss to PortMafia. Instead, it will increase the combat effectiveness of the organization. The strength of the assassination king will become the biggest trump card within the organization.
Boss, this question should have two meanings.
It would be best if Verlaine could be persuaded, but the other person's heart must remain in PortMafia, otherwise that person cannot stay.
"I want to give him a little gift."
Shen Du Jian Liu answered with a normal expression.
He lowered his eyes without noticing anything, raised the plastic bag in his hand, took out a gift bag that had been packed, and gave it casually to Nakahara Chuuya who was standing next to him, just like he had given it to Sakaguchi Ango and Oda Sakunosuke.
Verlaine is a desperate man who needs his attention.
Something new had ignited in the other's eyes when they last parted, and after a few days, he naturally wanted to check on the blond's emotional state.
"Eh? Is there a share for me too..."
Nakahara Chuuya was stunned and a little surprised when he received the gift box.
When he realized that this was a gift from the other party, his expression couldn't help but change a little, and his eyes were so moved that he was about to cry.
Now I only have one red bean daifuku left.
Noticing the curious gaze from the black-haired man sitting opposite him, Shen Du Jianliu thought for two seconds and silently hid the plastic bag behind his back.
"Chief, there are no more."
Mori Ogai: “…”
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
The air suddenly remained still for two seconds.
The handsome orange-haired boy looked down at the exquisite gift bag in his hand and opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't want it and could transfer it to the Boss.
But... No, I can't open my mouth.
【Mori Ogai:? ? 】
【Senxie: What do you mean! Do you know that I am your immediate boss? 】
[Chuuya's expression just now showed relief that his younger brother had grown up, but now he is super conflicted hahahaha]
[Ougai, I will give everyone a souvenir. Guess who doesn’t have one?]
[So the last Daifuku is for Verlaine?]
[Senxie: Okay, okay, I will make things difficult for you in the future]
[A Liu, don’t forget the workplace rules! No matter what happens, just flatter your boss like crazy.]
[What are you filming? Are you still saying he is handsome like last time? hhhh]
"Chief, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Shen Du Jianliu said goodbye calmly, skipped the barrage without any expression, and said softly: "In my heart, you are handsome, smart, and..."
"Okay, go down."
Mori Ogai stopped talking about a dangerous topic that sounded very familiar to him in time.
***
After leaving the leader's office, as the barrage said, Kamado Kenru went to the basement and gave the last red bean daifuku to Weilun.
In addition to Dafu, there was also the collection of poems he had prepared.
It is not a poem expressing pain and melancholy about the ugly real society, but a celebration of life and exploration of freedom.
After doing all this and confirming that the other party's emotions were no longer a problem, Shen Du Jianliu returned to the upper floor.
He took out a clean water cup from the office he had already applied for, and went to Haruki Kojima's office according to his memory.
Unlike what I had imagined, the room was bustling with people, and it looked even busier than usual.
"Shendu?"
A brown-haired boy with his hair tied in a bun walked in from just behind him, and they met each other.
The other person's left hand was wrapped in a bandage and hung on his neck with plaster, and there was a piece of gauze on his face. He looked a little surprised when he noticed the white-haired boy who appeared here.
Shen Du Jian Liu glanced back at his arm and asked with concern: "Are you okay with your injury?"
"There has to be no problem even if there is one."
Kojima Haruki showed a sad face: "You don't know, our trip to Sapporo has been advanced."
"It was originally scheduled for 10pm on the weekend, but I don't know why it was changed to the day after tomorrow. I heard it was related to the mission that the two blacks just completed. I don't know the details."
"Um."
The other party has always been well-informed, so Shen Du Jianliu was not surprised to look away.
There were no injuries to the bones in his arm, the damage to the cavity pressure was minimal, and important arteries such as the brachial artery were avoided, right at the location of the muscle connective tissue.
It was much lighter than the previous member who was seriously injured.
Although most members were busy, people like Haruki Kojima who were injured were obviously much more relaxed.
Originally, the injured person could apply for leave directly, but because the mission time was suddenly adjusted and manpower became a little tight, he had to return to work.
Considering the special circumstances, the job assigned to Haruki Kojima is relatively easy. He only needs to hide in the dark to protect Officer Sasaki and guard against sniper and other enemy attacks.
It's a surveillance mission.
If he really wants to take a vacation, he needs to find someone to take his place.
Shen Du Jianliu pretended to listen thoughtfully, and said at the right time: "I can take your place."
"Huh?"
"What time is your mission?"
"Around 8pm, probably." Kojima Haruki said in a daze, "I want to go to the high-rise building near Haneda Airport... No, no, the wind is really strong there."
"Your body will turn pale if the wind blows. That place will probably blow you away directly."
"Forget it."
"oh."
Shen Du Jian Liu lowered his eyes without changing his expression.
Perhaps because the topic of health reminded him of the health tea he had bought before, Haruki Kojima pulled the white-haired boy into the house and took out the newly bought scented tea to make him a cup.
The other members in the room didn't dare to disturb them and lowered their heads very respectfully, choosing not to look at them.
"etc……"
"By the way, you are now at the ministerial level, right?"
Kojima Haruki recalled what happened at the Osanbashi Pier a few days ago, and his expression became horrified: "Last time, the legendary Dazai said that you were not under his command, but in charge of a separate department..."
"You're being promoted at a rocket-like speed."
"And I'm wasting my talent in Ben's place."
As far as he knew, only the youngest cadre in history, Lord Dazai Osamu, had achieved this speed.
Some people may just be an ordinary member throughout their lives, and climbing to the position of team leader is already the highest honor.
"Won't."
“Everyone is equal.”
Kamado Kenryu was willing to take over the new department, naturally because it was what Mr. Eguchi had gained by sacrificing his life.
The remaining items related to "despair" must be controlled in detail.
Honor, such a non-existent thing, means nothing to him.
Having said that, the two of them finally decided not to take over the shift. They talked about their recent experiences and the injury on their arms and then parted ways.
"That's right."
Before the white-haired boy left, Kojima Haruki stopped him and said, "Would you like to go to the store I told you about next weekend?"
"My arms won't have to eat anything next week."
"Um."
Because he obtained information from the other party, Shen Du Jianliu did not reject the other party.
It makes sense to continue to get along.
After the two of them made the agreement, he withdrew his gaze and considerately closed the office door when he left.
The young man lowered his purple eyes and walked slowly in the long corridor without making any sound. His scattered silver bangs cast a faint shadow on his forehead, hiding his unchanged expression.
The day after tomorrow is Wednesday.
8pm.
He remembered the time.
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