Chapter 82

The tension between the master and disciple Mori Ogai and Dazai Osamu was so obvious that anyone present who was not deaf or blind could not fail to notice it, not to mention the few people in the conference room, none of whom were idiots in the true sense of the word.

After going through danger, the pianist finally evolved and now played dumb. He just pretended that he didn't see the provocation in Dazai Osamu's eyes and the faint smile on Mori Osamu's lips.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the two people, the pianist sat down quietly below Ozaki Koyo. No one could tell from his expression whether his choice was simply for the sake of symmetry or for other deeper considerations.

Ozaki Kouyo, who had seen all the undercurrents but had not set foot in them, saw this, covered her slightly raised red lips with the folding fan in her hand, and nodded politely and calmly to the smart newcomer beside her: "Welcome."

The pianist sat up straight, remembering the respect that the younger generation should have for the older generation, and bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, I hope Sister Hongye will take care of me in the future."

Facing the flattering address from the pianist, with whom she had no relationship, Ozaki Koyo curled her brows in a noncommittal manner, as if she were really a beautiful senior who was very talkative. However, there was not a trace of unnecessary smile in her bright red eyes, and she looked sober and indifferent, which was frightening.

The two of them exchanged simple courtesies, and the subtle confrontation on the other side also ended.

Seeing that the fake master and apprentice pair of Mori Ogai and Dazai Osamu did not fight on the spot, and there was no excitement to watch, Douma was disappointed like a badger whose melon was snatched away from him. He just wished he could turn into a cheerleader on the spot and cheer for the two of them.

Who wouldn't want to see the ultimate showdown between the dangerous and bottomless version of Kuroshige and Mr. Mori, whose hairline is gradually receding (crossed out) but whose beauty is still there? No one! (Very loud)

Even if I am dead and nailed in a coffin, I will use my rotten vocal cords to shout from the grave: Fight, fight quickly!

While Douma was crazily making jokes, the group of unromantic guys had already tacitly put aside the discord and turned the topic back to business as if nothing had happened.

Despite his disappointment, Douma could only cheer himself up and focus on the talkative Mori Ogai.

"Thanks to the efforts of everyone present here, the layout of the Port Mafia on the base of Yokohama has been roughly completed. As long as we maintain it well in the future, we will be able to securely take over most of Yokohama." When Mori Owai said this, his face was full of high spirits.

It's no wonder that Mori Ogai showed such a smug look. After all, the Port Mafia has only been taken over by Mori Ogai for three years, but it has already changed the decadence of the previous leader. Now it is expected to become the uncrowned king of Yokohama. As long as it maintains the current business model and continues to grow, the glorious future of the Port Mafia is a foregone conclusion.

However, unlike the development confined to the special environment of Yokohama, if the port mafia wants to extend its tentacles beyond Yokohama, the Japanese government that originally supported them behind the scenes may have to put on a different face.

Mori Ogai, who had anticipated this, could not help but feel worried when thinking about this, because the power of the Port Mafia has developed very smoothly, and the good mood brought by the good situation has become a little gloomy: "But in the future, if the Port Mafia wants to continue to expand, it may not be so smooth. Do you have any solution to this?"

Douma lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the serious-looking Mori Ogai. He didn't believe that the cunning Mr. Mori had no idea how to further develop the Port Mafia in the future. He was afraid that he asked such a question to set a trap for others to fall into.

Therefore, Douma pretended to be a blockhead without saying a word, and ignored Mori Ougai's words at all, and just focused on being his salary thief. And when Mori Ougai looked at him expectantly, Douma greeted him with dead fish eyes "enthusiastically".

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The classic smile of the Upper Rank One, which seemed gentle and compassionate, directly blocked Morioga's full of calculations.

Because Mori Ogai, who can see through the surface, deeply understands Douma's cold heart. When a person (?) doesn't care about anyone or anything, how can you expect him to devote his life to the organization he belongs to? Mori Ogai knows this very well, so he knows that at least half of his plan today will unfortunately fail.

The phrase "master and apprentice are connected" probably has some truth to it. Mori Ogai did not have time to say it out loud, but his apprentice Dazai Osamu said it out loud: "Mr. Mori's solution is that we should find a way to let the Special Power Department issue the special power business license to the port mafia?"

When saying this, Dazai Osamu had a nonchalant smile on his face. Although he was talking to Mori Ogai, his eyes were looking meaningfully at Douma beside him. It was obvious that he had seen through the purpose of Mori Ogai bringing up this matter today, which was to plot against Douma.

After all, Douma is a transcendent, so his words carry a lot of weight in the Japanese government. If Douma is willing to take the lead for the Port Mafia, it will not be difficult for him to obtain a license for a supernatural business.

The only person who has to pay the price for this is Douma, and for Mr. Mori, who advocates the best solution for humanoid AI, this is naturally the best solution.

As long as Douma says something good for the Port Mafia or makes some insignificant guarantees, the Port Mafia will be able to develop smoothly throughout Japan in the future. Who can refuse such a no-cost deal? At least according to Dazai Osamu's understanding, Mr. Mori obviously cannot refuse such temptation.

And the contradiction arises here. Moriogai’s calculations are very detailed, but Douma obviously doesn’t want to be the fool who sacrifices himself for others.

Dazai Osamu's dull iris-colored eyes appeared even deeper in the dim room. He calmly fixed his gaze on Douma and Mori Ogata, and retracted the darkness in his eyes before arousing their vigilance.

A subtle smile appeared on the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth. The pianist who was sitting opposite Dazai Osamu accidentally looked up and saw it. He was stunned where he was. An inexplicable chill slowly spread from his spine to his whole body, and disappeared in an instant.

The pianist clenched his hands into fists under the table. The survival instinct honed by years of career as a killer made it impossible for him to deceive himself into thinking that the chill he just felt was an illusion. If he really did that, it was estimated that one day not only he, but everyone in the flag society would die with him.

Slowly exhaling, the pianist raised his rating of Dazai Osamu again. The danger level, which had already been marked red due to various terrifying rumors, rose directly to the highest level. It was also at this time that the pianist realized that he might have underestimated Dazai Osamu before.

Dazai Osamu might be a monster even more dangerous and difficult to deal with than Mori Owl.

After the pianist adjusted his response strategy, he suppressed his fear of Dazai Osamu and smiled back in a friendly manner.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since Dazai Osamu and Mori Ogai are not on good terms, then Dazai Osamu will be a friend of himself and the Flag Society. Thinking of this, the smile on the pianist's face became more sincere.

This made Dazai Osamu feel a little uncomfortable facing the pianist's smile, and he even thought with some resentment in his heart: Chuuya's friends are really as annoying as he is!

Dazai Osamu suddenly became unhappy and said maliciously without waiting for Morio to make excuses: "Unfortunately, in Japan, there are only a handful of organizations that have been issued a supernatural business license by the Supernatural Special Affairs Department. In Yokohama, there is only a very small detective agency that has a supernatural business license. Port Mafia... hehe~"

There was no need for Dazai to continue speaking. Just by listening to his meaningful sneer, everyone in the conference room knew what he had not yet said: the scale and methods of the Port Mafia did not meet the screening criteria of the Special Powers Department.

In short, they want to get a special-purpose business license, and it's quicker to dream about it.

Dazai Osamu's words really hit a sore spot for Mori Ogai, but he calmed down his gloomy face and showed a helpless smile with excellent acting skills, like a teacher who tolerates naughty children. He smiled bitterly and agreed: "It is indeed very difficult to obtain a supernatural business license."

Although it was a difficult task, when his senior brother Fukuzawa Yukichi just expressed his intention to strike out on his own, their good teacher paved the way for him, and the newly opened Armed Detective Agency obtained the supernatural business license that many people dream of.

What is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality. Especially since Mori Ugai actually admires his teacher Natsume Soseki very much, this practice of only caring about his senior brother while he still needs to find ways to plan on his own almost made Mori Ugai sour like a lemon.

Mori Ogai's excellent singing and writing skills may be able to deceive outsiders who are not aware of the situation, but at least the few people in the conference room will not be deceived by him.

Ozaki Kouyo rolled her eyes inwardly, and then, seemingly giving Moriou a chance to step down, she actually brushed the matter aside and said, "Since this method is difficult to implement, I suggest that you focus your energy on other areas, such as the maritime trade that the organization has been vigorously developing recently."

Speaking of smuggling (crossing out) maritime trade, Douma is no longer sleepy. He immediately stood up and said, "I have a good relationship with Gin recently. If you want to vigorously develop maritime trade, I can come forward to discuss further cooperation between the port mafia and the Black Organization with Gin."

"Although the fighting capacity of the Black Organization is very average, they unexpectedly have some means at the checkpoints of various countries. If we can get in touch with this line, it will be easy to expand the scale again in the future." Douma spared no effort to promote the Black Organization. After all, the Black Organization already belonged to him, and he would not miss the opportunity to fleece Mr. Mori!

If the Black Organization reaches a cooperation with the port mafia that controls Japan's future largest smuggling outlet, the profits it will gain from it every year will be enough to maintain the daily expenses of those money-eating research laboratories.

And the most important point is that eggs cannot be put in the same basket. Douma already has a plan in mind for the future research direction of the laboratory under the winery.

This awesome research laboratory in the original novel will of course be used to help him study how to solve the lethality of sunlight.

No one can say for sure whether there are blue spider lilies in this world, and whether the "book", the source of everything in "Bunno", can create the unique plants of the other world out of thin air. Douma naturally cannot guarantee it, so he cannot pin all his hopes on the illusory "book", but should be more realistic.

The origin of the man-eating demons in "Demon Slayer" is both ridiculous and scientific. The original Demon King, Muzan Kibutsuji Muzan, turned into a man-eating demon when he took medicine to treat his illness. It is a strange creature that seems to be a human but also seems to be no longer a human.

However, in this case, the Black Organization, which has been repeatedly cheated by Aoyama and has firmly established itself as the final villain in "Detective Conan", is famous for its outstanding scientific research capabilities in the three-dimensional "brewery", where all the members are undercover and there is not a single bottle of real wine (crossed out). Doesn't it have a chance to develop a magical medicine to solve the difficult problems of ancient medicine?

In this comic book world where even time travel exists, it is hard to say whether the most basic worldview is more fantasy or scientific.

Wait, the world of science isn't scientific at all. Oh, that's fine.