Chapter 274 The Third Player

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko did not reply "Dazai Osamu" again.

Part of the reason was that he thought the guy was crazy and didn't want to bother with him, and the rest of the reason was because he finally found... another "Dazai Osamu".

That guy was right about one thing. In this thick fog, if one wanted to find someone, especially someone as special as Dazai Osamu, he would indeed be faster.

His "cooperative relationship" with the previous "Dazai Osamu" was originally as thin and fragile as a spider silk. After finding another suitable "next customer", it could naturally be broken.

The next candidate is of course another Dazai Osamu.

"Ah, I finally see you, Dazai-kun."

"Shibuzawa-kun, are you waiting for me?"

A young man in a black coat, with almost identical features and voice to another man who also called himself "Dazai Osamu", stopped and looked at Shibozawa Ryuhiko, a faint smile that was not surprising appeared on the corner of his lips.

Now Shibozawa Ryuhiko really understood why that guy insisted so much on saying that he was another "Dazai Osamu".

Even at such a close distance, it was difficult for Shibuzawa Ryuhiko to see the difference between the two of them - perhaps the difference could only be seen from their eyes and a few subtle details.

The young man in front of me... Strictly speaking, he is still a "teenager". His eyes are much deeper and more reserved than those of his peers and most adults, but his face still has some of the youthfulness that has not completely disappeared. Even so, no one dares to underestimate him.

The other "Dazai Osamu" seems to have a more mature appearance, a thinner figure, and a more nonchalant demeanor, as if there is nothing in this world that he cares about... But as soon as you see them, almost everyone will make a judgment at the first moment - they are "the same person".

But compared with the "Dazai Osamu" in front of him, the two "Dazai Osamu" have similar looks and expressions, but Shibuzawa Ryuhiko suddenly felt something was wrong——

——It is a small but real sense of disharmony.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko stopped walking, and the smile on his face froze for a moment.

No, that guy...that "Dazai Osamu" is playing him!

In a flash, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko figured it out: the way that guy behaved in front of him before, and the sense of incongruity that was faintly revealed after seeing the Dazai Osamu in front of him, was not because that guy was a fake "Dazai Osamu", but because he was deliberately acting in front of him.

The only two sounds of footsteps in the originally deserted street stopped.

"Yes, Dazai-kun, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko said, "Would you like to cooperate with me?"

"I am looking forward to seeing something beyond my expectations here, in Dazai-kun."

This is the first time that no one has ever dared to try to fool him like this.

Shigezawa Ryu was so angry that he almost laughed, his eyes dark and condensed like blood.

However, it was probably a small surprise to him.

The smile on Dazai Osamu's lips suddenly widened a little.

"It seems that Shibuzawa-kun has already seen another 'me'."

Dazai Osamu's eyes seemed to indicate something: "Has Shibuzawa-kun already planned to abandon your cooperation relationship?"

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko remained noncommittal.

"Compared to you, Dazai-kun, I think the other you is too pale. Even if we want to cooperate, we have to find the right person to cooperate with, right?"

"Besides, the relationship between the other Dazai-kun and me is not really a partnership. We just each take what we need."

For some reason, after hearing what he said, the atmosphere around Dazai Osamu on the opposite side seemed to suddenly become relaxed.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko:?

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko didn't understand.

There's nothing funny about what he said, right?

But Dazai Osamu had no idea of ​​answering his puzzlement: "Of course, I don't know what Shibuzawa-kun is planning to do with his cooperation?"

"What I want, Dazai-kun will naturally know after the two of you meet."

Dazai Osamu breathed a sigh of relief after diverting his attention to deal with Shibuzawa Ryuhiko's "cooperation". The heavy weight hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

They did not meet Mochizuki Kaoru.

Dazai Osamu made his judgment.

There's still time.

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko, Mochizuki Kaoru, "X"... many speculations are intertwined, and Dazai Osamu gradually becomes clear.

Unimportant things can be put aside for the time being. The most important thing now is to kill "X", the so-called "Dazai Osamu from another world", before Mr. Mochizuki appears.

As long as he is killed before Mochizuki Kaoru, Mochizuki Kaoru will be safe.

As for who the guy disguised as "Dazai Osamu" is, he doesn't care that much; there is a 99% chance that Shibuzawa Ryuhiko will backstab him, but he doesn't care that much either - anyway, as long as the matter is settled before he backstabs him, it will be fine.

Even if the Special Forces Department stepped in... as long as the matter was already a foregone conclusion, the Special Forces Department might not be able to step in in time.

The two people, each with their own "ulterior motives", smiled at each other and slowly walked into the white fog. Their figures were gradually swallowed by the fog and disappeared bit by bit in the fog.

If someone could zoom out at this moment, they would be able to see——

Outside the large patch of thick white fog, a little away from Shibuzawa Ryuhiko and Dazai Osamu, members from the Special Powers Division and other official organizations were still trying to obtain intelligence from the fog, while at the same time driving ordinary citizens away;

Farther away, in a monitoring room belonging to the Special Powers Division, Ango Sakaguchi, wearing a withered leaf-colored suit, slicked-back hair and glasses, tried hard to argue with the person next to him. Finally, he seemed to have made a decision, took out his cell phone and made a call.

On another street in Yokohama not far from the white mist, a silver-haired man in a dark green kimono and haori and a black-haired young man in a brown vest and newsboy cap were walking side by side with another figure in a dark blue kimono and talking about something. Soon after, the three of them separated. The purple-haired young man turned and walked towards the direction of the white mist, while the black-haired young man and the silver-haired man walked on the quiet street, one calm and the other jumpy, as if discussing something, and were gradually moving away from the direction of the white mist.

A few alleys away from them, a red-haired man in a sandy coat hung up the phone, took out a pistol from his coat, and walked towards the direction of the rising white mist with a determined look. Halfway through his walk, he seemed to be suddenly stopped by a skinny boy with strange black and white gradient hair, whose coat seemed to have transformed into a black "monster" in the shadows.

Inside the territory of the Port Mafia, a young man with black hair, golden eyes and a pale face was issuing orders from inside the headquarters building of the Port Mafia. A woman with tangled hair and a kimono was directing the members outside to either stay away from the area shrouded in white mist or to withdraw to the headquarters of the Port Mafia.

In the single-family house belonging to "Mochizuki Kaoru", a young man with white hair and slanting bangs was lying in front of the window, looking out at the direction of the white mist. There was worry and anxiety in his purple-gold eyes, but he still remembered Mochizuki Kaoru's words all the time, closed the door tightly, and dared not take a step out.

The actions of each party were different, but the same thing was that no matter which party it was, they were all paying close attention to what was happening or about to happen in that area covered by white fog, where almost no one could be seen and there was no movement.

Not long after, a few gunshots suddenly rang out in a silent area shrouded in white mist, breaking the silence that had been stagnant for a long time - as if foreshadowing that a long-prepared play had finally been opened and had begun.

--"Bang".

The first gunshot came from "Dazai Osamu".

The face, which was already pale due to years of staying in a lightless office without seeing the sun and working late at night, now seemed to have become a little paler. The black-haired young man covered his collar, which had a shallow cut, with one hand, and reacted very quickly by firing a bullet in the direction of Shibuzawa Ryuhiko in front of him.

As expected, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko dodged it easily.

The surprise in Dazai Osamu's eyes was hard to conceal.

"What are you doing, Shibuzawa-kun?"

"Are you surprised, Dazai-kun?"

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko turned the blood-stained dagger in his hand and looked at him with boredom.

"Ah, sorry, I thought Dazai-kun had expected this."

He smiled and uttered an insincere apology.

Judging from the speed with which Dazai Osamu drew his gun and fired, it would be a lie to say that he had not been prepared to do something.

But although he was indeed prepared for Shibuzawa Ryuhiko to betray him - otherwise he would not have been able to dodge Shibuzawa Ryuhiko's dagger, although he still failed to dodge it completely and was injured a little.

But he didn't expect that Shibuzawa Ryuhiko's backstab would come so quickly, without even giving him more chances to perform.

After all, just half a minute ago, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko was still telling him that "he brought another Dazai Osamu here"... But before Dazai Osamu even showed up, Shibuzawa Ryuhiko took the initiative and almost couldn't wait to stab him in the back.

Fortunately, he had always been on guard against Shibuzawa Ryuhiko, and because of his "leader" shell's keen sense of danger, he dodged in time. Otherwise, if he had been stabbed hard by the knife, he would probably have had a BAD ENDING.

I wonder if Shibuzawa Ryuhiko has smeared anesthetic on the dagger again? Besides the pain, it seems to be a bit numb... "Dazai Osamu" sighed in his heart.

He covered the wound with his hand and took a step back, trying hard to keep his expression from twitching and twisting: "Shibuzawa-kun, are you trying to break off your cooperation with me and help the other 'me'? Help him kill me?"

"Helping another Dazai-kun? No no, Dazai-kun, you seem to have misunderstood something."

Shibuzawa Ryuhiko shook his head: "This is just a small token of my sincerity. Don't worry, Dazai-kun, I didn't put any poison on the dagger."

"Although Dazai-kun's acting is pretty good, it still didn't exceed my expectations... To be honest, it's a bit boring."

He tilted his head to look towards the corner, his expression indifferent: "The other Dazai-kun, are you still planning to continue watching the show? It's your turn to appear on the stage here. This Dazai-kun has been waiting for a long time."

As his voice fell, another black figure appeared in front of "Dazai Osamu".

He was dressed almost identically, a large black coat of excellent quality, with a vest, white shirt and black tie underneath, and a long bright red scarf wrapped around his neck. Dazai Osamu looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and could still be called a "boy". Even though his face had no expression and he didn't make any unnecessary movements, he naturally exuded a strong sense of danger and oppression.

That was the unique aura of a leader of the gigantic Port Mafia.

"I thought Shibuzawa-kun was going to stay on the stage for a while longer."

A voice that sounded exactly like "Dazai Osamu" was heard, with a nonchalant tone.

"Do you want to say it's our first meeting?"

Dazai Osamu looked at the familiar face opposite him, as if he wanted to see through the skin and bones to see what was underneath the skin, and no one knew what it was: "The so-called... another 'Dazai Osamu'."

"Dazai Osamu" was stunned for a moment, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable under that complex and particularly penetrating gaze.

For the first time, he raised his eyes seriously and his gaze met Dazai Osamu's.

Subtle feeling.

As subtle as a mirror.

The same feeling arises in the hearts of Dazai Osamu and "Dazai Osamu".

Dazai Osamu frowned silently, suppressing the feeling, and his face seemed to become even colder.

The same is true for "Dazai Osamu" - it's just a strange reaction caused by the shell of "Leader Zai", and in fact it has nothing to do with him.

But could he pray that Dazai Osamu would be influenced to put down his inexplicable "knife" against him? No matter what, a normal person would never do such a thing as "killing himself", right?

"Although it is indeed a meeting between us for me, it should be more than that for you, right?"

"Dazai Osamu" tried to smile nonchalantly: "Otherwise, I really can't understand why you want to kill me."

"You should be familiar with me - or you should have seen me in the 'book', another 'you' who has a completely different behavior trajectory from the other 'Dazai Osamu'?"

He glanced at Shibuzawa Ryuhiko out of the corner of his eye.

The guy had already withdrawn from the area between the two of them, found a perfect angle and began to... watch the show?

"What a rare and wonderful scene." Shibuzawa Ryuhiko laughed softly and looked at the two "Dazai Osamu". He didn't seem to have the slightest intention of interfering - after all, his purpose was just to find interesting things that could exceed his expectations - or fun.

The scene before us is rare in life and is obviously worth seeing.

Fortunately, it is better not to take action than to directly help the opponent... If it is a two-on-one situation, he will just have to lie down.

"Dazai Osamu" once again focused his attention on Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu was shaking his head.

The look he gave "Dazai Osamu" was still as cold as at the beginning, one could even say it was indifferent, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Although I did see you in the 'book', was that really you?"

"But one thing is true," he said, "I have already decided to kill you before you came into this world."

There was a bang.

The second gunshot was heard, and it was also directed at "Dazai Osamu" - Dazai Osamu decisively shot at the young man opposite him who looked exactly like him!

"Dazai Osamu" twitched the corner of his mouth when he took out the gun, without the slightest bit of defense - that's not right, he was still on guard, but his defense was useless now. It was easy to dodge a dagger, but how to dodge a bullet at such a close distance?

Or should we just give it a try?

Two more "bang" and "bang" sounds rang out, almost at the same time and in no particular order in the entire space. One gunshot came from "Dazai Osamu" trying to counterattack and hit the opposite side, and the other came from the fourth person besides the three present. A tiny sound rang out, but no bullet hit anyone. Instead, a smoke bomb appeared in the air, and thick smoke spread all around in an instant. At the same time, a hand stretched out from nowhere, pulled "Dazai Osamu"'s body to the side, and passed directly by the bullet fired by Dazai Osamu.

"Are you okay, Dazai-kun?"

A familiar, elegant, mellow voice like a cello sounded beside him, and Dazai Osamu turned his head in surprise.

In the thick white smoke, he could not see the expression in the eyes of the person next to him. He could only see the purple-black medium-length hair hanging down in front of the broad-framed young man. The iconic teardrop mole was still under his right eye, and it seemed to be glowing. "Dazai Osamu" felt dizzy for a moment.

"Mr. Mochizuki?"

"Mr. Mochizuki!"

His voice completely overlapped with another identical voice.