Chapter 47
"Which weapons depots were attacked?"
After confirming the department guarded by Kamado Miyazawa, Dazai Osamu left with several of his subordinates as if nothing had happened.
Yes, he didn't stay long.
It seems that he is just here to take a look.
PortMafia is now in a state of alert. In order to ensure the safety of each department, all armories have been reinforced with Black Lizard personnel.
The person assigned to Arsenal No. 11 was none other than Kamado Miru's former superior, Ishizaki Yamato, the Black Lizard's ten-man commander.
The other person had that familiar bald head and was wearing sunglasses, standing at a conspicuous workstation. He did not come over to say hello or nod just because he knew Shen Du Jianliu.
...After all, Dazai Osamu is with the other party.
After taking a quick look at all the members guarding here, the handsome black-haired boy narrowed his left eye, and left the No. 11 armory that had not been attacked without any change in expression.
"No. 3, No. 4, No. 6, No. 9."
Shen Du Jianliu followed the other person with a calm expression.
He named verbatim the weapons depot currently under attack at Port Maifa.
Dazai Osamu did not respond, but stretched out his hand to the subordinates beside him. The subordinates who were protecting the two of them immediately handed over photos of the scene of the armory attack.
"interesting……"
"All surveillance cameras did not capture any enemy figures, which proves that they are familiar with the internal structure of the weapons depot."
"At least he knows the general structure of the weapons depot and the shift schedule... He is very likely a related member."
The black-haired boy lowered his eyes and quickly flipped through a few photos: "The explosions occurred at 9 a.m., 12 p.m., and 7 p.m. respectively."
"Most members were at work at 9 o'clock. I'm afraid the enemy is deliberately confusing the time to prove that they are not there."
"It's not a good idea to do anything tricky during lunch break, so the time when the other party is really free is 7pm."
"It's just the time for the evening shift change."
The young man spoke slowly and deeply, with a slightly nasal voice that seemed to be intriguing: "Number 3 and Number 4, the two weapons depots exploded at the same time, and only the gates were damaged."
"Room 9 is a hidden weapons depot, just like the department that Jian Liujun is guarding. It is not a place that should be made public."
"Hmm... the traces of the explosion here are more profound, and there are signs of fire in the warehouse inside."
"I'm afraid the other party is testing something."
Just a few seconds after getting the photo, Dazai Osamu analyzed the approximate range based on the details above in a few words.
[Aba Aba Aba, what are you saying?]
[Dazai means there is a traitor in the organization? ? 】
[I understand. Zai suspected that the person who attacked the weapons depot was a traitor in PortMafia, and not surprisingly, he was a member guarding the weapons depot. He even locked the time range of the enemy's real activities, which was around 7 o'clock in the evening. He wanted to test something by bombing the weapons depot.]
[Awesome... As expected of the script team]
[Wait, if that's the case, why not just investigate all the guards at the armory to see which one of them didn't show up for their shift change at 7 o'clock? 】
The barrage was in uproar.
The fact is indeed as Dazai Osamu said, if we investigate in this direction, we will find something.
Shen Du Jianliu couldn't help but frowned.
Because the other party didn't need to arrange men to check, he had already discovered the missing person through his photographic memory and observation ability.
"Jian Liujun, do you have any idea about this?"
Dazai Osamu suddenly turned his head and glanced at the white-haired boy, and his light voice sounded casually in the ears of both of them.
“A little bit.”
"Really? There are actually some..."
There was a hint of curiosity in the black-haired boy's tone.
However, he did not ask Shen Du Jianliu what he thought. Instead, he turned around and took the thin white-haired boy into the car and went to the sites of armories No. 3, No. 4, No. 6 and No. 9 to check for more specific traces.
By the time we left Arsenal No. 9, it was already 6:48 in the evening.
The night gradually fell, the evening glow was blocked by the thick black night, the sky was almost starless, and the pale moon quietly disappeared behind the clouds.
The night seems particularly dull tonight.
"I'm going to Armory No. 5 next."
Dazai Osamu had already stepped out of Armory No. 9. He basically didn't do any hard work. He just walked back and forth between the armories that had been attacked.
"You go to No. 7 and stand by."
The black-haired boy raised his lips in a playful manner: "I initially suspect that the enemy's next target will be No. 5 or No. 7 near No. 6."
"Really? I haven't encountered such an interesting situation in a long time."
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
In fact, the core weapon of No. 11 armory is actually hidden at No. 5.
He originally wanted to accompany Dazai Osamu, however, thinking about what happened in his department in the morning, the boy rarely suggested to follow him.
He turned slightly and returned to the building hidden in the woods to the southeast before heading to Armory No. 7.
It was similar to what I remembered before. It was not yet time for the shift change and there were almost no changes in the guards.
"Master Shendu."
Kitahara, who was standing at the gate, saw the other party and greeted him diligently. Since Dazai Osamu was not there, the original members of the department and the black lizard who was assigned here were much more relaxed.
At least the atmosphere is no longer as tense as it was in the morning.
"cough--!"
A bald man who was also standing on the other side of the door clenched his fist and coughed lightly, then said respectfully, "Master Shendu."
"Mr. Ishizaki."
Shen Du Jian Liu tilted his head and responded calmly: "Long time no see."
The bald guy looked quite happy. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. There was a scar on the left corner of his eye, but his face did not show any dissatisfaction about being surpassed by the younger generation. He seemed quite proud that Shen Dujianliu, who came from his team, could have the current status.
Apart from the other party, the white-haired boy met many acquaintances he had met in the Black Lizard.
Everyone performed their duties and stayed at their posts rigorously and solemnly since morning.
Among the members of these guards...
The only person missing is Haruki Kojima.
Shen Du Jianliu took out his cell phone and tried to send a message to the other party.
[Where. ]
Unlike last time when the message fell on deaf ears, a reply came quickly from the other end of the phone.
[Shen Du, are you looking for me? ]
[I seemed to have spotted a suspicious person when I went to the restroom just now, so I followed him to take a look! ]
[I'm in armory No. 5 now, do you want to come over? ]
Shen Du Jianliu stared at the mobile phone screen that was emitting a faint light, thought for a few seconds, and simply replied with a "hmm".
He put away his phone and coughed up new blood spots uncontrollably.
Fortunately, no one around noticed, and the live camera was not currently facing the boy's handsome and fair face.
Wiping it off calmly, he left the place according to the memory in his mind.
Arsenal No. 5 was also built deep in a relatively remote forest, with an abandoned church next to it. The faint moonlight shone on the rusty cross on the roof, making the place desolate and silent, as if entering a bleak world.
Shen Du saw that Liu Ping's slow footsteps paused slightly.
Something was not right with the marks on the ground.
According to what Mr. Dazai said before, the other party also came to Armory No. 5, but he did not appear nearby.
"Shendu!!"
A familiar voice suddenly interrupted the white-haired boy's thoughts.
Haruki Kojima, holding a cell phone, happened to be standing at the door of a small or medium-sized church not far away. He raised his arm and waved at him vigorously: "I'm over here!"
"Come quickly, I find that there seems to be something wrong with this church."
Shen Du saw Liu staring at the other person's face and walked over.
"Um."
Following the brown-haired boy with his hair tied in a bun into the dusty church, he asked expressionlessly, "Mr. Dazai is here too."
"Did you see him just now?"
"Dazai-sama?"
Kojima Haruki led the way with his back to this side. His tone revealed a bit of surprise: "No, that adult went to the No. 5 armory next door."
…
Probably not.
Because Dazai Osamu's shoe prints disappeared here.
Shen Du Jianliu stopped and looked around the interior of the church.
The huge altar is placed at the end of the church 60 meters away. The dilapidated walls are covered with cobwebs. Dust from the walls permeates the dull air. Behind the altar stands a huge cross sculpture.
The church also has a taller second floor with rows of mostly obscured rooms.
A faint ray of moonlight just happened to shine in from the roof, dimly illuminating the scene inside the house.
The white-haired boy with a sickly look retracted his gaze and looked at the man not far away.
"Have you been to the toilet since this morning?"
Kojima Haruki: “…”
The air suddenly stopped for a moment.
"What morning?"
"I just got here not long ago... Shen Du, you wouldn't mind even for such a short while, right? I was on duty in the department the whole morning."
"8:58:36 in the morning, you were not here."
The handsome boy's voice was very cold.
"I didn't ask for leave or explain it to you."
Shen Du Jianliu never cared whether the employees were willing to come to work, and he was not interested in the handover of the M8 weapon funding chain.
But that doesn't mean he won't pay attention to the situation of everyone in the department.
“…”
The brown-haired boy said nothing.
During the other party's silence, the church door shook violently without any warning.
With a loud "bang", a solid iron door fell from above, tightly sealing the church which was not large but not small in size.
The entire church was completely blocked.
Haruki Kojima sighed, and the expression on his face changed.
He turned his head silently, raised his hand and pulled out the hair tie that had been tied at the end of his hair, letting his hair loose as messy as seaweed.
After wiping off the makeup on his face with a tissue, the boy still had a good-looking appearance. His three-dimensional eyebrows and eyes, paired with his semi-long hair that never let down, made people think of someone the moment they saw him.
——Shigeru Eguchi.
"Shendu, I don't want to go this far."
"You are very special to me."
"But I have to do it for the legacy of my father before he died."
The brown-haired boy said this calmly, lowered his head and took out the remote control from his pocket, pointed it at the obstructed screen on the second floor and pressed it -
The large screen that was originally pitch black immediately lit up.
Sitting on the screen was a black-haired boy with his head lowered.
His hands were handcuffed, and his fluffy, soft bangs cast a faint shadow on his forehead. Behind him was a dirty wall that looked somewhat familiar.
Not only that, the other party had a row of bombs tied around his waist, which were tightly attached to the front of his thin suit shirt. The hazy moonlight cast a layer of desolate glow on the black-haired boy, making his handsome and harmless face look innocent and pitiful.
It's Dazai Osamu.
"Hand over the M8 and follow me back to the Special Powers Division, Shendu."
"otherwise……"
Holding up the bomb remote control in his hand, Kojima... no, Haruki Eguchi turned his gaze with indifference towards the white-haired boy who was staring at the big screen.
He pressed the controller in his pocket again.
The floor beneath their feet slowly parted with this control, revealing the bomb in the cellar whose countdown was steadily progressing.
"Only one of you can survive, him or yourself."
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