I felt like I was being followed - this thought suddenly popped into my mind.
There were people walking around behind him, and at first glance, it seemed that there was nothing wrong.
Especially now that it is the spring break for students, Yokohama as a port city is undoubtedly a good place to travel. No matter what kind of struggle Yokohama has in secret, as long as people occupy this city, they undoubtedly need this city to be better in order to promote their own development - even if they take a step back, no one will go against money.
Therefore, when a large number of tourists enter this place, Yokohama is the most peaceful. At this time, the government authorities need to show their control over the city and must not be weak. In this way, tourists will feel that Yokohama is a city that can make people feel safe. Therefore, even at this time, the Hong Kong black will suppress all the forces of Yokohama's night and strive for stability.
That's why I was a little nervous. I couldn't figure out the source of the surveillance, so I couldn't rest assured that it was related to Tuo.
——It can only be said that it has something to do with him, because who calls him an invading outsider.
Mr. Tuo didn't care about the situation in Yokohama itself, and even wanted to destroy it at one point.
Before the crossing, our school held a safety awareness meeting for students. When being followed, we should try to go to crowded places. So I followed the crowd and was pushed into the amusement park. Maybe this is where the crowds gather during the holidays.
The sight behind me followed closely, and it seemed that there was no intention to go any further. To be on the safe side, I paid to squeeze to the front of the roller coaster line and took the last seat on this tour - don't ask me why I didn't ride the Ferris wheel, if you ask, I learned it from Gin.
——Okay, I confess. I don’t dare ride the Ferris wheel because I’m afraid of heights!
As the car continued to climb, I looked down at the people in the amusement park below. I was wearing the contact lenses that Zaizi had given me, so my vision was very clear now. There were all kinds of people in the crowd, and at first glance, there didn't seem to be anything strange.
However, my observation ability has improved a lot now. When I dived down, I clearly felt that line of sight, and I scanned it according to this feeling. I locked onto a few figures who deliberately turned their heads to hide for a moment.
More than one person?
Got a whole team to follow me?
I took out my phone amid the screams of the people on the flying car. One should act within one's ability. I seriously suspect that the person being followed is related to Tuo Zong, and I don't have the confidence to compete with him in intelligence. Wouldn't it be better to find a foreign aid at this time?
I called the number and after a few beeps, the line was finally connected.
Before I could say anything, a strange "Hello" from the other end made me frown.
It was a strange voice, definitely not MAMO's voice.
Could it be that Zai Zi had some bad luck and his phone, which he used every day, was finally stolen?
"Are you here to see Dazai Osamu?" The voice on the other end sounded a little cynical - don't ask me how I heard this adjective, I just wanted to express the feeling of "improper" but "a little creepy" in a more literary way.
I didn't know whether I should say "hmm" or not, because it would sound like Zaizi was in trouble.
Or is he bothering someone else?
"??, take a look at the notes here." The voice on the other end suddenly became quieter, as if the receiver was moved to the other side.
By the way, I want to clarify that the box above was not deleted by someone, but I just didn't understand it. I guess it's a name that sounds a bit like tejo, 鐵啾 - isn't this my micro-O name?
A smaller voice replied, "My big son."
...The comments that Zaizi gave me were exactly as I expected.
"So that's how it is. You are the son of the legendary current Port Mafia leader, Nakahara Chuuya." The exaggerated tone of sudden enlightenment on the other side almost made me sigh. "Even the name is covered up so strictly. How interesting."
I'm sorry for being a passerby without a name!
"Moreover, the final protagonist of this story is actually the former Port Mafia cadre, Dazai Osamu." There was the sound of some papers being flipped over there. "They were once in the same gang, and now they have such a close relationship. The two of them use the same bank account. It's hard to say that Dazai Osamu really quit the Port Mafia. Or that his crimes are the crimes of the Port Mafia."
Wait, what is the name for Zaizi, a former port mafia official?
My eyes became sharp. Although this secret is known to everyone in the detective agency, it is only revealed to those who watch the anime. Ordinary people in the world should not know it.
I responded. Tetsu--it can't be Tetsuka, right? Tetsuka Suehiro?
The person in front of you whose name you can't see in the remark, isn't he just a wild chrysanthemum picker?
Oh, so the reason why Zaizi's phone was in his hand was because -
"I'm very sorry that your father has been formally arrested for 138 counts of murder, 312 counts of intimidation, 625 counts of fraud and other crimes. If you have any questions, please go to the relevant department to make a complaint and consultation~"
My mind couldn't help but flash back to the screen full of "Hahahaha" and "So satisfying" when I was reading the comics. I was also one of the fans who was hiding behind the screen, rolling on the bed and laughing wildly.
What was the result?
Didn't I cry and shout for Zaizi to come out as soon as possible? I even made a prayer post for Zaizi on my homepage, begging Chaowu Dad and 35 Mom to release Zaizi as soon as possible.
It’s all cause and effect and reincarnation.
After knowing this, I shouldn't have panicked at all. Because I knew very well that this was Zai Zi's goal. He wanted to enter that special prison and confront Tuo Zong...
Wait, wasn’t Tuo Zong not caught?
The previous plot of the mutual devouring has completely collapsed. There is no reason for Zaizi to enter that unbreakable prison again.
The few seconds of my silence may have caused the other party to misunderstand something. Caiju laughed softly, "What a pity, you are just like them, with sinful blood flowing in your body."
The voice was so low that it seemed to be right next to my ear, making me feel inexplicably cold in my heart.
At this time, the roller coaster finished its entire journey and I quickly hung up the phone.
After I let out a breath, I felt a little weak. I don’t know if it was because the roller coaster was too intense.
I calmed down and went over what Cai Ju had just said in my mind.
Zaizi's cell phone was still in his hand, and the fact that he was able to answer it quickly showed that the phone had not yet been handed in as "evidence". His arrest of Zaizi was likely to have happened not long ago.
And the subtle sound of the paper just now, and the same account that Caiju mentioned - they all seemed to be evidence that could verify something. I guess, in addition to the mobile phone, the things that were searched from Zaizi must have included the paternity test that Zaizi took out yesterday, and Chuuya's secondary card that he took from me while I was taking something out of his pocket.
This morning he also used this card to transfer some money to Sister Hongye's hotel as compensation for the previous compensation.
After receiving the text message, Chuuya was so angry that he ran straight to the bank and said he would freeze the card immediately.
I suddenly realized that Zaizi did it on purpose.
He deliberately wanted to attribute all the previous transactions of this secondary card to himself at this time. What on earth was he planning?
I am sure that Zai Zi is up to something.
Because everything was too smooth and coincidental for the hound.
As a special unit of the military and police, the Hounds would not easily kill Zaizi without a chain of evidence. With my existence, the note, the card, the bank statement, and the final heavy appraisal order... it was as if they were consciously leading to a certain conclusion.
All these pieces of evidence happened to be concentrated on me at the same time yesterday.
And that "certain conclusion" will undoubtedly drag down the Port Mafia, which was once pushed to the forefront due to the existence of the group and the Gong-cannibalism incident. Didn't you hear what Cai Ju said just now - Dazai Osamu's sins are the sins of the Port Mafia.
In Yokohama, only crimes that can be proven with clear evidence are real crimes. The Hong Kong underworld has always been very clean, and wanted people like "Akutagawa" are relatively isolated from the Hong Kong underworld.
They are the so-called "Black Lizard Independent Force". Mr. Mori can openly and legally remove them from the scope of Hong Kong's underworld.
There is no evidence linking those who do the "dirty work" to the Hong Kong underworld.
This is why Mr. Mori is threatened by the secret held by Zaizi and does not fight to the death.
But if Zaizi's crimes are proven, and he does have an indelible relationship with the Hong Kong underworld, and this relationship is actually maintained and financially transferred through Chuuya's connections and Chuuya's secondary card, then it will be very difficult for Mr. Mori to get away with it.
Not only that, but the Special Forces Division also cannot escape the four words "under investigation". The previous process of Zaizi's whitewashing was tacitly approved by Chief Taneda, and the Special Forces Division, especially Ango, had a hand in it.
If this happens, Yokohama will immediately become very passive.
If something happened to the detective agency at this time, Sanke Concept would probably fall into a semi-paralyzed state in a very short time.
As I was thinking this, the amusement park's big screen suddenly made a "sizzling" sound and then broadcast a wanted message.
Under the sweet voice of the announcer, photos of all the members including Ranpo, Kunikida-mama, Nakajima Atsushi, etc. were posted on the big screen.
Everything I experienced seemed to be a cliff-like split, just in the span of one night - yesterday and today were like stories from two completely different worlds.
The comic seemed to have suddenly moved from the daily life chapter to the crisis chapter.
I quickly looked through my phone's address book, but suddenly an Instagram message popped up at the top of the screen.
No note, it's an unfamiliar number.
There is no text on it, only a location.
I went over the location in my mind; it was a church on the outskirts of town.
Is it a trap, or is it a clue?
Who is this person who sent the message?
I locked my phone screen and watched through the black mirror a person who was approaching me with the crowd.
A decision must be made quickly.
To go - or not to go?