13 Chapter 13
"You want a one-on-two fight?"
Walking down the stairs, the secretary led him to the door of a basement.
The secretary knocked on the door first, then slowly pushed open the basement door. He bent over and stood on one side. Himuro Hayato walked into the door and looked up to see a man.
The man had blond hair and was wearing an exquisite slim-fitting suit. He stood straight with his legs crossed and a book spread out on his lap. His posture was elegant and aloof.
"Comrade Wei Lain, the people have arrived." After saying this, the secretary stepped behind the door and considerately closed it for the two of them.
In the basement, the two looked at each other in silence.
“Sit down,” said Verlaine.
Himuro Hayato sat on a chair nearby.
Wei Erlaan had been observing the man since he entered the room. The man was wearing the common Mafia uniform, all black, with cuffs and collar meticulously done, and not even a trace of dirt on his body.
There was no sign of training on him, but he looked like a fully trained member. Himuro Hayato walked with extremely light footsteps, which were almost inaudible if one did not listen carefully. His posture seemed relaxed, but it was actually the best preparation posture before a battle.
Verlaine closed the book and placed it beside him.
"Why did you join the Port Mafia?"
The man's tone was neither hurried nor slow, and his demeanor was full of composure.
While Verlaine was observing Hayato Himuro, Hayato Himuro was also observing him.
He could draw conclusions just by looking at it.
Verlaine is not human.
Non-humans, cadres, basements...
This is the fourth cadre of the Port Mafia that the previous member and he gossiped about.
"Because this is the optimal solution." Himuro Hayato stated the objective facts calmly. "Staying in Mafia is the optimal solution my brain has given me."
It wasn't an emotional bond, nor was it ambition or a sense of belonging. He simply believed that staying in Mafia was the best option.
Verlaine said calmly, "Mafia is not a good place to be."
Having said that, Verlaine knew that the other party had run out of other options.
Ever since Himuro Hayato displayed his cheat-like ability, the ending was doomed.
The Mafia won't let anyone go easily.
It can even be said that the other party was able to come to see him because Mori Ogai believed that Himuro Hayato would not be persuaded by his few words.
He glanced at Hayato Himuro's hands, which were as clean as if they had just been restored to factory settings, without any trace of weapons being used.
How is this person supposed to protect himself out there? Just his brain?
Wei Erlan calmly withdrew his gaze and said, "If you want to practice Taijutsu, you can come to me. I can teach you."
Verlaine paused for two seconds.
"There are no listening devices here, and no one will come to disturb us."
The person in front of him is the same as him, yet different.
He lowered his eyes and spoke in a softer voice.
"If you need to talk to someone, you can come here," Verlaine said. "I'll talk to Mori Ogai about this."
“…”
"If you want to come here in the future, you can take this road." The secretary pointed him out. "This is all the boss's instructions."
Himuro Hayato nodded.
The secretary hurried away, and Himuro Hayato walked up that path and climbed the stairs.
Turning the corner, he saw a strange figure in front of him.
"Dazai Osamu." Himuro Hayato called out the man's name easily.
One of Dazai Osamu's cheeks was slightly red, and blood was still oozing down from his shoulder. Even though he looked so miserable, he still walked among the Mafia in a casual manner.
"Hey, Himuro-kun." Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes and called out Himuro Hayato's name, "Do you know how to open this door?"
Himuro Hayato stared at him.
He quickly determined what Dazai had experienced before - the wound on his shoulder was from Rashomon, he had just escaped from the underground interrogation room, and there were bruises on his wrists from picking the lock with one hand.
"You can open it." Himuro Hayato said, "Why did you come to Mafia?"
Dazai ignored the first half of the sentence, "Of course he was captured by the Mafia. Normal people wouldn't come to the Mafia on their own initiative."
He performed a lock picking trick in front of Hayato Himuro, and with a crisp sound, the lock fell to the ground.
"I'm running away." He tilted his head and said casually, "Are you going to arrest me?"
Dazai Osamu looked at the man from afar. Ever since they separated on the street last time, he had been secretly searching for information about Himuro Hayato.
A blank.
He couldn't find any information at all.
It was not until half a month later that Hayato Himuro predicted the action routes of dozens of organizations, and his plans were exactly the same as reality, which made him famous among the Mafia.
This is a powerful guy.
This is a new trump card for the Mafia.
Dazai Osamu's eyes darkened slightly.
Himuro Hayato replied, "Do you want to continue being interrogated?"
The blood-red eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and then nodded: "I can help you."
Osamu Dazai: "."
Is this guy a human-machine?
Intentional?
No, this guy seems to really think so.
After a round of trials, Dazai Osamu roughly figured out how to talk to Hayato Himuro.
"No need." Dazai Osamu refused.
He turned and walked towards the door, shaking his hand at Himuro Hayato, "I'm leaving."
His clothes were stained with blood. He took three or two steps up the stairs. When he reached the gate, Dazai Osamu suddenly stopped.
"By the way, what is your relationship with Mu Ye?" He turned around.
Himuro Hayato thought, "They are friends."
"Wow." The man exclaimed, "Is this true?"
As if to tread on someone's sore spot before leaving, Dazai Osamu curled his eyes and said lightly, "Muye, you don't know you at all, do you call yourself this friend?"
After saying that, Dazai Osamu quickly left the basement.
Hayato Himuro: "..."
He took out his phone and found the leader's picture.
[Someone breaks into the Mafia.]
Mori Ogai replied: [? ]
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The tram sped forward and entered a tunnel.
"The thing is broken... I'm sorry." Nakajima Atsushi said guiltily.
Just now, when they were shopping in the mall, they accidentally bumped into a passerby, and boxes of all sizes were scattered all over the ground. The passerby scolded the three of them unreasonably.
The young master directly called the bodyguard over and asked the passerby to reason with the bodyguard.
Mu Ye Xue Che sat on the tram, his chin propped up, typing lazily on his phone: "Good to know. I'll be more careful when I walk next time."
Great opportunity for misunderstanding.
Ye Yueshen immediately secretly asked his bodyguard to buy another box of things and send it to the detective agency anonymously.
He's all anonymous.
There's no way anyone is investigating anymore, right?
He turned off the phone screen with confidence.
"Hello?" A familiar voice rang out from the speaker, a little excited, "Everyone! Let's do an experiment together!"
The person on the loudspeaker kept on rambling, "Regarding 'What it's like to feel like a bomb explodes in a train,' the experimental subjects are all of you here—!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage in front exploded with a bang, and the whole train shook violently. The lights above his head flickered, and the carriage quickly became pitch black.
"what happened?"
"What bomb?"
"Did the carriage in front... explode?!"
It was pitch black in the darkness, and the passers-by in the carriage screamed in panic.
"Of course, there's another key subject in this experiment—" the voice said excitedly, "Nakajima Atsushi!"
Nakajima Atsushi widened his eyes slightly when his name was called.
"He's here as expected." Yosano Akiko stood up.
The goal is so clear, so we can only aim for the 7 billion.
"Are you here to see me again...?" Nakajima Atsushi looked a little confused.
"Separate our forces."
Yosano Akiko said, "You guys go look for the bomb in the back, I'll go look in the front."
After arranging everything, Yosano Akiko quickly left the carriage.
She walked past the passengers who were fleeing for their lives and into the next car.
A figure sat on a chair, legs crossed, looking at her.
A lemon-shaped object fell at her feet—
"This is it." Mu Ye Xue Che took out a lemon bomb from under the seat.
"Is this a bomb?" Nakajima Atsushi was shocked for a second, but soon believed Muye Xueche's judgment, "What should we do? Throw it out?"
Mu Ye Xue Che knelt on one knee and placed the lemon on the seat. "Of course, we'll tear it down."
"Muye-kun knows how to defuse bombs?"
"Of course—" Mu Ye Xue Che said, "No."
He said: "If the bomb disposal fails, we will all die together."
Nakajima Atsushi:!!!
Nakajima Atsushi quickly stopped him, "Calm down, Muye-kun!"
If the bomb disposal fails, it will explode directly!
Mu Ye Xue Che moved quickly. He quickly found the gap in the lemon shell, pried open the bomb, and picked through the fuse.
Nakajima Atsushi watched helplessly as the fuse broke out of thin air.
He anticipated everything in his mind and subconsciously took a step forward to protect Mu Ye Xue Che.
The explosion did not occur.
All that could be heard around were the footsteps and screams of other passengers fleeing for their lives.
The completely ineffective bomb was thrown into Nakajima Atsushi's arms. The boy said, "You can throw it now."
No explosion?
Nakajima Atsushi was bewildered.
His heart was beating wildly and uncontrollably. Mu Ye Xue Che asked critically, "Are you scared? You're too timid."
Nakajima Atsushi: “…”
It turns out Mu Ye Xue Che knows how to dismantle things!
So this is a joke on him...? ?
Mu Ye Xue Che doesn't know how to defuse a bomb.
But Ye Yue is careful.
He had seen the internal structure of the bomb through Vest No. 2. After understanding all the principles, it was not difficult to dismantle the exact same bomb.
The two got up and went to other carriages. The further they went, the fewer passengers there were, until there was only one passenger left in the carriage.
The man walked towards the rear carriage in wooden clogs, against the fleeing crowd.
It was a young girl with dark blue hair hanging down and tied into two braids in front of her shoulders. She was holding her cell phone tightly, her eyes calm.
Nakajima Atsushi warned the other party, "Don't go any further, there is a bomb ahead."
The girl's eyes fell on him. On the other end of the phone, a male voice commanded her, "Kill anyone who stands in your way."
This voice...
It's Ryunosuke Akutagawa.
Mu Ye Xue Che took a half step back and took out his cell phone. "You call first."
He went to shake people.
Nakajima Atsushi:?
Nakajima Atsushi watched Murasakibara Xueche leave in a daze.
"Stop him." Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed, "cut off his cell phone."
A ray of light suddenly appeared in the carriage.
A humanoid with special abilities suddenly appeared in front of Mu Ye Xue Che and swung a knife at him without saying a word.
The fragile cell phone was broken and rolled to the ground.
“…”
There was silence in the carriage.
The young man's hair was dazzlingly white, and he slowly raised his head.
The remaining half of the phone in his hand also fell to the ground.
The man just laughed and asked, "You want a one-on-two fight?"
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