Chapter 65

The middle-aged man who once appeared in the Lupin bar with Dazai Osamu to eavesdrop was walking in the Hong Kong Black Building without any sense of incongruity.

He was wearing a black suit that was no different from the ones worn by the people around him. Everything about him was ordinary, with nothing outstanding about his appearance, height, or temperament.

To sum up, this person lacks memory and is too ordinary.

The armed guards on patrol in the building didn't even look at him for a second, because there was no need. People like him were not worth their vigilance.

The middle-aged man, who had lacked a sense of existence since childhood and was always ignored, was accustomed to this.

If he did not possess such a talent for walking in the dark, he would not have accidentally embarked on the path of becoming an underground intelligence agent and was sent by his boss Mr. Mori to investigate Dazai Osamu's private life.

The middle-aged man looked like an ordinary grassroots member of the organization that could be seen everywhere in the building. He did not attract anyone's attention. He walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

Whenever someone attempts to take the elevator directly to the top floor, a corresponding alarm will sound in the monitoring room in the building to remind the monitoring personnel, and this time was no exception.

It was noon at this time. The team leader on duty in the control room heard the "beep beep" alarm sound. He looked up at the screen while sipping his noodles. The team leader, who had received instructions from his superiors, took a look at the identity information of the stranger on the display and lifted the alarm after confirming that it was correct.

As the remote alarm was lifted, the elevator that had been stuck in place began to slowly move upwards. The middle-aged man, who looked very calm on the outside, finally relaxed, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

People in their line of work are really afraid that one day their boss will think they know too much and kill them to prevent leaks.

The middle-aged man swallowed in fear, and his fingers holding the briefcase turned white from the force he put in. Although his friends all said that the new boss was much easier to get along with than the previous leader, he didn't know why he always felt that Chief Mori was more terrifying.

Even after facing Dazai Osamu, who was voted as the "new terrifying devil of the Port Mafia" in the internal forum, he still felt that Chief Mori, who had been adopting a soft policy since taking office, was more frightening.

Therefore, when the middle-aged man was allowed to enter the chief's office, he knelt on one knee in front of the figure without any hesitation. He didn't even dare to look closely. He lowered his head and respectfully handed over the briefcase in his hands: "Boss, here is the information you want."

Mori Ogai placed the dart in his hand on the small round table beside him, and walked calmly to the person who was kneeling on one knee: "Murakami-kun, why do you have to be so polite? Get up quickly."

Murakami humbly replied: "This is the proper etiquette for a subordinate when meeting you, my boss."

He was very tactful and stood up after Sen Ou made a gesture of false support. However, he did not show any intention of raising his lowered head, and continued to stare at the boss's calf cautiously.

Upon hearing this, Mori Ogai glanced at Murakami, who was behaving very cautiously, in surprise. He had not noticed before that Murakami was so good at flattering his superiors. He hoped that his professional level would be consistent with his level of flattery.

Mori Ogai opened the briefcase Murakami brought and took out a stack of papers. He flipped through it from beginning to end under the strong sunlight at noon, and then his eyes stayed on one of the pages: "Is this... a sketch?"

All the information presented to Morio was compiled by Murakami himself, so he immediately realized what his boss was asking. He explained without any pause: "Dazai-sama's senses are too sensitive. I dare not take any photos. I can only draw what I see from memory after returning."

"Your painting skills are good." Mori Ougai complimented casually.

The three people in the sketch, besides his troublesome student Dazai-kun, there is another familiar person, Sakaguchi Ango, the organization's newly recruited intelligence officer with a somewhat suspicious background. As for the last one...

Mori Ouwai thought about it carefully but couldn't remember the identity of this person. He couldn't help but wonder from where did Dazai-kun get to know this friend?

Don't ever tell this person that he is an ordinary person, he can't possibly believe such nonsense. Mori Ogai's purple-red eyes darkened: Dazai-kun is even more arrogant than him, so arrogant that he never takes ordinary people with shallow thoughts seriously.

Mori Ogai knew his students very well. After only taking a look at Dazai Osamu's recent movements and interactions, he set his sights on Sakaguchi Ango, whose stance was questionable, and this unknown man.

He murmured with interest: "Friends...? It's hard to imagine that Dazai-kun would make such a stupid mistake. He found two weaknesses for himself."

Murakami at the side couldn't help showing a mask of pain. Being so close, he could hear everything the boss was mumbling.

But Murakami didn't want to listen at all. If possible, he even wanted to cover his ears and make strange noises. He would do anything embarrassing as long as he didn't hear anything he shouldn't hear.

He still wants to live, he doesn't want to die!

Big beads of sweat dripped down Murakami's chin onto the carpet. The deep desire to survive prompted him to madly squeeze his limited brain.

Finally, Murakami suddenly had an idea and he couldn't wait to interrupt his boss's mumbling: "Boss, the two people who drank with Dazai-sama, I have seen them in the organization before."

The other person he didn't know was actually also a member of the organization? It must be said that Mori Ougai was a little curious. He pointed at the person in the sketch and asked, "Have you seen this person too?"

Murakami mustered up the courage to look up, then nodded and said, "I have seen him. His last name is very strange, so I have a deep impression of him."

Without Morio asking any questions, Murakami read out the name from his memory: "Odasaku, they called him Odasaku."

Once you have a name, you can't escape.

After finally finding the weakness of his unlucky student, Mori Ogai, as the victor, was in high spirits. He waved his hand and asked Murakami to leave: "Well done, you can leave first."

"Yes." Murakami, who was not silenced, fled from the chief's office, fearing that if he left a second later, he would lose his life here forever.

Mori Ogai seemed to have clairvoyant eyes and could see all of Murakami's mental activities. At the same time, he could see that the timid Murakami didn't even dare to utter a word about what happened today. So there was naturally no need to kill people to silence them. If he killed people every now and then to silence them, then all his subordinates would have died, right?

Retracting his gaze, Mori Guai opened the computer on the table, used his leader's authority to log into the port mafia's internal website, entered the keyword "Oda" to search, and the results that popped up made Mori Guai smile with satisfaction.

His original name was "Oda Sakunosuke", but Dazai-kun did like to give people some strange nicknames, so it is not surprising that "Oda Sakunosuke" became "Oda Sakunosuke".

In order to prevent intrusion by hackers and people with special abilities and the Internet, the internal website of the Port Mafia only contains some less important information, and there is no more confidential information.

However, with a specific name, it would be easy for Mori Ougai, the leader of the port mafia, to obtain all the information.

Within half an hour, Oda Sakunosuke's detailed information was placed on the mahogany desk in front of Mori Owl, including but not limited to Oda Sakunosuke's past as a gold medal killer and his special abilities.

"[Seamless Clothing]..." Mori Ogai was a little surprised when he saw the introduction of this ability: "This ability looks so familiar."

Mori Ogai had personally experienced the Great Power War six years ago as a military doctor, and was deeply impressed by the combat troops led by French officer André Gide, who performed brilliantly at the time.

Andre Gide's [Narrow Gate] is very famous. It is an ability that can predict the future in a short period of time and has great practical value.

Because even now, Mori Ogai is still secretly watching him. This once glorious officer who fought for his country became a ghost living in the world after being abandoned by his own country. He formed an organization called Mimic and lingered on in this world.

Also abandoned by the country and becoming a scapegoat, André Gide chose to give up on himself, while Mori Ogai chose to cut his losses in time. When he found that his political path had been completely cut off and he could no longer go on, he immediately changed his thinking and began to find another way.

"So, don't act on emotion." Mori Ogai raised a mocking smile: "Dazai-kun is still too young and immature. Dazai-kun, who is confused by friendship, is destined to lose to me, his teacher."

It's not that Mori Ogai thinks that Sakaguchi Ango and Oda Sakunosuke are incompetent, but for him and Dazai Osamu, who is very similar to him, discarding all useless things that affect their own thinking is the correct way to survive.

Even though Sakaguchi Ango and Oda Sakunosuke are quite capable, when Dazai Osamu put them in his heart, his own flaws were exposed, and they would sooner or later become the knife that others would use to stab Dazai Osamu.

The only difference is how much they weigh in Dazai Osamu's heart. The more he cares about them, the more hurt Dazai Osamu will suffer in the future.

Mori Ogai shook his head with regret: Dazai-kun, who has no ties to anything, is the strongest. He is so strong that people doubt that he is a heartless monster. But now he has become a human who can be defeated because of the illusory friendship. It's a pity.

Although it may sound corny to say this, Mori Ogai really admired Dazai Osamu's brain and talent. He truly believed that Dazai Osamu was the unpolished diamond in the teacher's words, otherwise he would not have been so bored as to bring the homeless Dazai Osamu back home.

It's a pity that this diamond, which has not yet fully bloomed, voluntarily becomes covered by dust and sinks into oblivion with mortals.

Although he said this, looking at the bright smile on Moriou's face, you couldn't tell that he had any regret at all.

After 'sincerely' mourning for his student for three seconds, Mori Ogai focused on more important things: spreading false information to fool the high-end and classy 'Black Organization' and divert Douma's attention away from the organization as soon as possible.

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