Chapter 125 The battle is about to begin! The meeting at the port building...
Meeting room in the port building.
As the leader spoke more and more deeply, the expressions of the cadres who were summoned to the meeting became more and more solemn.
"So, what the leader is saying is..." Mori Ogai folded his arms and said seriously, "Paul Verlaine, the assassin king known as the 'Norse God,' who once assassinated the Queen of England, has appeared in Japan, and his target is Chuuya-kun?"
"Right, that's right." The player nodded and gave a thumbs-up. "Excellent summary, Officer Mori. 100 points!"
"No... I'd rather my understanding wasn't that good." Mori Ogai scratched his hair and said with a wry smile, "That's a Transcendent."
This fight is not on the same level as before...
"Paul Verlaine..." Oda Sakunosuke paused, "I've heard of his reputation since I was a killer. He's the assassin king who kills without anyone noticing. Perhaps the next second after meeting him, I'll be reduced to pieces."
"He managed to escape unscathed after assassinating the Queen of England..." Ozaki Kouye whispered, covering her lips. "This man is truly remarkable."
"A pile of limbs, sounds like a dangerous guy..." the player smacked his lips. Looking at Knight Xiaoye, who should have called the man named Paul Verlaine his brother, the player's expression became even more subtle. "Compared to him, Chuuya is really just a sweetheart..."
"Don't say such things at this time, Chief." Zhongyuan Chuuya, who was originally a little anxious, looked at the chief who was still joking at this time, and covered his face with his hands, feeling a little amused and helpless.
"Anyway, we need to think of a countermeasure," Mori Ogai said, then asked doubtfully, "By the way, Chief, where is Dazai-kun?"
"Dazai... I think I left him on the 'one-stop food street'."
The player thought for a moment and replied, "He lied to me before, saying that Shibusawa Ryuhiko was causing trouble in the Port Mafia, but when I came back, I found that Rimbaud had returned..."
"After this..." the player spread his hands and said, "It's what you see now."
"Really..." Mori Ogai lowered his head, and a dark light flashed in his dark purple eyes.
"Let's not talk about the bandage. He always has his own ideas anyway. As long as it doesn't cause any harm, that's fine."
The player, who had always been permissive towards the highly intelligent NPC, waved his hand and continued, "Well, then, let's make a plan on how to defeat Weilun—"
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The heated discussion continued until noon, for a long time...
"Stay away from new buildings and minimize casualties..." Looking at the plan in his hand, the player nodded with great satisfaction and said, "Not bad, brainstorming is very effective. All my requirements have been met."
"Commander Sen, you've made a lot of progress—" The player gave a thumbs-up to the black-haired, purple-eyed NPC.
From an extremely cold-blooded NPC who didn't regard the lives of NPCs as lives but as chess pieces on the game board, to an NPC who now values the lives of NPCs, it has to be said that Sen Cadre has made a lot of progress.
Well, I still like young girls as always.
Looking at the mutant Alice who suddenly appeared beside the black-haired and purple-eyed NPC, the player shook his head helplessly - it would be fine to entertain himself with the mutant, but if he really performed some actual sexual acts, the player would definitely get rid of this evil for the people!
Mori Ogai, who was humbly accepting the leader's praise, shuddered for no apparent reason.
"But, if we plan this way, wouldn't the leader's safety be at risk..." Nakahara Chuuya still didn't understand. If Paul Verlaine wanted to take him away, wouldn't he have just confronted him head-on? Why did he have to involve other people?
Besides, in an organization, isn't the leader's life the most important? Why does this plan require the leader to stay by his side at all times?
Isn't his area the most dangerous place right now?
"It's a leader's duty to protect his subordinates." The player patted Princess Xiaoye's shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Princess Xiaoye, I will definitely defeat the evil dragon that covets you, and then protect you!
Nakahara Chuuya opened his mouth and was about to say something when a sudden knock on the door interrupted him.
Following a few rapid knocks, the door of the conference room was flung open, and standing outside was Elena with a serious face.
As the boss's direct secretary, Elena has the power to ignore the unspoken rules within the Mafia in an emergency and has the power to break into any room except the boss's room.
"Captain, a member of the Finance Department just reported that Cadre A was attacked and killed." Elena brought the bad news. "This was also found along with his body."
Player: "What?"
Rambo: "What?"
Nakahara Chuuya: “What?”
"You mean Officer A is dead?" The player repeated what Elena had said. Seeing the blonde nod, the player rubbed his chin. "Even though I don't like that guy very much, he's a member of the Port Mafia after all."
"The most likely scenario is that Cadre A was attacked and killed at this critical juncture..." Mori Ogai pondered the possibilities secretly.
"It's a deterrent, but also a warning." Rimbaud suddenly spoke, his melancholy eyes fixed on the distinctive token in the blonde woman's hand. "This is Verlaine's."
"This Paul Verlaine..., is here to show his power to our Port Mafia so soon?" The player took the token from Elena, turned it around in his hand a few times and looked at it, then handed it to Rimbaud.
"Isn't he too unscrupulous?" The player's unconscious rant made everyone's face freeze. "Is it because there are no Transcendents in Japan that he dares to do this? Or does he want to retire after this job?"
"Hehe, maybe that man who looks like a human killing weapon has this in mind." The door was opened mercilessly by Elena, and his door lock was damaged again.
"Hey, hello everyone~~"
The black-haired, bandaged boy, who had unlocked the conference room door with just a clip, leaned against the door, legs crossed, and said in a somewhat lewd tone, "Don't look at me with such a terrifying look, you little dwarf. I brought a key person with me—"
"Isn't that right, Mr. Adam?" Dazai Osamu said this as he looked at the young man in a blue suit behind him.
"This is Adam Frankenstein, a criminal police officer from Europol." The young man in the blue suit waved to everyone in the conference room and continued, "Just call me Adam. It's an honor to meet you."
"The objective of this machine is to apprehend the assassin who attempted to kill you, the assassin king, Paul Verlaine."
"W...what?" Nakahara Chuuya asked.
The young man who called himself Adam ignored the wary gazes of everyone in the meeting room and walked up to Nakahara Chuuya. He then knelt on one knee and said, "I'm here to protect you, Mr. Chuuya."
"Huh?!!" Looking at the young man in the blue suit kneeling on one knee, Nakahara Chuuya shouted in disbelief.
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"That's it." Dazai Osamu shook his arms and said vaguely, "After Chiyo-chan abandoned me on the 'One-Stop Food' street, I happened to meet the lost Mr. Adam Frankenstein by chance.
"Then, after I heard his target was the shorty, I brought him back to the Port Mafia." Dazai Osamu, who was being interrogated by multiple parties, wiped the invisible sweat from his forehead with a somewhat exaggerated expression and sighed, "Phew, it really took me a lot of effort to convince the stubborn Mr. Adam."
"I always feel that what you said is full of water..." Nakahara Chuuya lowered his eyebrows and complained with disgust.
"Anyway, Great Teacher, you brought this robot named Adam here because he can be used as a helper, right?" The player tilted his head and asked.
"That's right, the leader has good eyesight, unlike a certain person..." Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully.
Knowing who the bluefin tuna in front of him was referring to, Nakahara Chuuya clenched his fists, and a few well-shaped characters appeared on his forehead.
"Robot?" Alice, who was sitting peacefully next to Mori Ogai, suddenly jumped down from her chair and poked Adam's body with her paintbrush. "Wow, it's hard, it really is a robot!"
"This machine was created by the psychic technician Dr. Wollstonecraft," Adam said calmly, his posture straighter than anything else in the room. "It's the first autonomous thinking computer."
"But you're the police—" the player said, "and we're the mafia."
"Not only that, Verlaine has already taken action against our port mafia members."
"Just now, our poor Officer A was attacked by Verlaine and tragically lost his life." The player shed a few crocodile tears, using his powers to recreate the token he had just given to Rimbaud. "Plus, Nakahara Chuuya is a key member of our Port Mafia, so... there's no chance of easing our conflict."
"The purpose of this machine is to protect Mr. Chuuya." Adam's eyes flashed inorganically, and based on this situation, he made the best answer after careful calculation.
"All right……"
"Although I don't think you, as a robot, can be of much use against Paul Verlaine..." the player poked the young man in the blue suit with his sword and said, "Then for the next few days, apart from the heart of the Port Mafia, you can find a place that suits you best."
Free labor, don’t waste it if you don’t use it!
"I am happy to serve you, Your Excellency, the leader of the Port Mafia." Adam Frankenstein said, who immediately realized who held the final say in the Port Mafia.
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