Chapter 285 The Third Player
Dazai Osamu saw "Kendo" at Mochizuki Kaoru's home a few months after Mochizuki Kaoru left.
As soon as he stepped into the yard, he vaguely sensed something was wrong. Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes, took the gun in his hand, and calmly opened the door. He found that there was obviously an extra pair of shoes belonging to an adult man at the entrance, and a pair of slippers that belonged to Mochizuki Kaoru's favorite was missing.
When I looked up again, I saw a black coat on the clothes hanger, which was usually empty.
The people who entered the house behaved in an arrogant manner without any disguise. They openly exposed all their abnormalities, as if they were not afraid of anyone's investigation.
Is it Teacher Mochizuki who is back?
Dazai's heart beat faster for just a moment, then quickly cooled down - no, not Mr. Mochizuki. Whether it was the pair of black leather shoes or the black coat, they were obviously not the style Mr. Mochizuki would choose.
Not him.
——Who could that be?
The question was answered in the next second.
The young man with conspicuous long white hair was dressed in a white shirt and a black vest even in summer. He wore a pair of thin square-frame glasses with gold rims that Dazai Osamu was very familiar with. His long white hair was not tied up, but fell straight in front of his body and behind his waist. He was half lying on the rocking chair that Mochizuki Kaoru often used on the balcony, holding a book that looked like a notebook in his hand and seemed to be reading comfortably.
The white light in the room and the cold moonlight coming in through the balcony made his skin look especially pale. The light was so dazzling that for a moment Dazai Osamu actually saw the shadow of Mochizuki Kaoru in him.
Dazai Osamu's face suddenly darkened when he noticed this.
As if noticing his gaze, the white-haired young man put down the book in his hand, turned his head and looked in the direction of Dazai Osamu, revealing his entire face.
The young man had pale skin, white hair and golden eyes. His facial features were more three-dimensional than those of the average Asian, as if he had some European blood. He had a delicate and elegant face that looked particularly gentle and harmless, with a faint bluish-black color under his eyes and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses casually resting on the bridge of his nose.
The look he gave me was without any emotion. His eyes, which should have carried the gentle and steady demeanor of a scholar, made him look like a beast in human clothing, a scoundrel, with an obvious hint of danger.
Dazai Osamu keenly smelled the hidden smell of gunpowder on him.
However, that cold, emotionless look only lasted for a moment. The next moment, the white-haired young man put the book aside, stood up, tilted his eyes and smiled at Dazai Osamu: "Are you the legendary Dazai-kun? Nice to meet you. I am Cointreau. Of course, you can also call me by my name, Yuen Chiaki."
The smile is so fake, disgusting.
Dazai Osamu smiled in the same way, his eyes were deep: "Why are the codename members of Crow here? Do you want to confront the Port Mafia and stir up new waves in Yokohama?"
"Cointreau", Dazai Osamu knew this name - more than three years ago, it was mentioned by the former leader of the Hong Kong gang, Mori Ogai, and also by Akito Imai.
Akito Imai was the former intelligence officer of the Port Mafia. When the former leader of the Port Mafia, the "Night Tyrant Emperor", was still in office three or four years ago, he and Imai had witnessed the entire process of the former leader, Mori Ogai, killing the former leader and taking over. Dazai Osamu had heard him complain about "Cointreau" many times.
In Mori Ougai's words, this "Jun Du" Jun Wuzhi is an extremely sharp and ruthless smart man, and also his "accomplice" and "ally" in the conspiracy to seize the position of the leader of the Port Mafia. He single-handedly facilitated the cooperation between the Port Mafia and the Crow Group in the early period of Mori Ougai's ascension to the position of the leader of the Port Mafia.
Dazai Osamu had heard Mori Ogai express regret more than once that the "Cointreau" was not a member of the port mafia.
The moment the person in front of him said his name, Dazai Osamu immediately thought of Cointreau.
The black clothing is almost the symbol of the code name member of the Crow Group, coupled with the rare white hair and golden eyes, as well as the sense of danger emanating from him...it is indeed easy to identify.
However, the cooperation between the Hong Kong triads and the other party has stopped for many years, and the other party should not appear in Yokohama at this time.
What's more, the other party's familiar attitude from the beginning was even more infuriating, and Dazai Osamu's vigilance did not decrease but increased.
"Mr. Dazai?" The white-haired boy with bangs popped his head out of the kitchen in surprise after hearing the voice: "Great, you're finally back!"
"Atsushi-kun?"
Dazai Osamu was stunned.
The reason is simple. Nakajima Atsushi is a boy who likes to show all his emotions on his face. He is also an intuitive person. So when facing a guy like Jundu who has the word "danger" written all over him, he shouldn't be so relaxed like he is now...?
Dazai Osamu initially thought that Nakajima Atsushi was taken away early in the morning by Oda Saku, who lived next door, but now it seems that he was wrong?
"Don't misunderstand me, Dazai-kun. Relax and don't be so alert. I don't mean any harm at all." Jundu spoke at the right time, smiling, "I am not here on behalf of the organization. I am only here as 'Chiaki Yuzan'. Ah, maybe another identity can make you trust me more, Dazai-kun? Then let me introduce myself again - I am Chiaki Yuzan, Kaoru-chan's only and best friend in Europe."
"This joke is not funny, Jundu." Dazai Osamu pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still cold: "I don't know where you know the name of Mr. Mochizuki, but I have never heard of your name from anywhere."
“Yes, no…! Mr. Dazai, you really misunderstood!”
Nakajima Atsushi explained incessantly, his eyes sparkling and his voice tinged with joy: "Chiaki-kun is really a friend of Mr. Mochizuki. He is not a bad person! Mr. Mochizuki asked him to come here. In fact, he is a very good person!"
Before Nakajima Atsushi finished his words, Dazai Osamu and Kundu's eyes twitched at the same time.
"A very nice person"? Is this referring to him? Are you sure you're not being sarcastic?
"Oh, Atsushi, you're making me feel a little embarrassed." Although he said this, facing such sincere compliments from Nakajima Atsushi, Jundu didn't show any embarrassment on his face, and he accepted it all with a smile. He looked at Dazai Osamu again: "What do you think, Dazai-kun, Atsushi was raised by Kaoru-chan, so his words should be convincing to you, right?"
"So, what is your purpose of appearing here?" Dazai Osamu did not comment.
Whether what Cointreau said was true or not is another matter, but this guy is really good at winning people's hearts. Although Nakajima Atsushi is not a smart man, he is not completely alert, especially when it comes to things related to Mr. Mochizuki... And isn't this kid changing his words too quickly?
So at least the man in front of me really knows Teacher Mochizuki.
"Dazai, you're here." Just as Jundu finished speaking, Odasaku walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of red bean rice in his hand and put it directly on the table.
The red-haired young man's brows were relaxed, and his whole body showed a relaxed posture. He also did not seem to be wary of Cointreau's appearance.
He probably didn't hear their previous "confrontation" clearly, nor did he notice the slightly strange atmosphere in the room. Instead, he looked at Dazai Osamu, called his name solemnly, and smiled slowly on his face: "Happy birthday, Dazai."
As soon as he entered the room, Dazai noticed that there was a bottle of 1986 Lafite on the table tonight. It seemed that it was specially brought out for him.
“…Huh? Odasaku…?”
Dazai Osamu temporarily put away the gun in his hand, and a rare look of surprise appeared between his brows.
Today is indeed his 18th birthday, which is why he chose to appear here tonight...but he has never told anyone, how did Odasaku know?
"Yuen-kun told me." As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Oda Saku said, "I just found out that today is your birthday, Dazai... Time is running out, so I didn't have time to prepare a gift. I just hurriedly made a bowl of red bean rice. Sorry."
"Thank you, Odasaku. This gift is enough." Dazai smiled faintly and looked at Cointreau again: "But I'm curious, how did Cointreau know that my birthday is today?"
"You still don't want to believe me? What Kaoru-chan said is true. Dazai-kun, you are indeed a difficult kid."
Cointreau raised his eyebrows and said casually, "Don't get me wrong, I certainly don't have the time to look up the birthday of the leader of Port Mafia, so naturally it was Xun-chan who told me."
Dazai Osamu's birthday may be a secret to others, but for Mochizuki Kaoru, a former European-famous intelligence dealer and now a well-known mystery novelist, it is not difficult to guess it.
Dazai Osamu blinked his eyes, unable to tell what the strange feeling was at the moment, but his hands tucked into his sleeves trembled slightly.
"I should have been enjoying my wonderful vacation in Sicily at this time, instead of rushing here by plane and train all night, and almost being beaten up as a criminal," Cointreau complained, his expression still nonchalant. "Although it's very troublesome, I'm Kaoru's best friend, and I owed Kaoru a favor before, so I can still do this little thing."
"Ah, sorry about what happened earlier, Yuyuan-kun."
Oda Saku, the culprit who almost caused Cointreau to "get a beating", apologized.
When he first saw Jundu at Mochizuki Kaoru's house, he also thought he was a "thief" or some criminal and almost attacked him. If Jundu hadn't explained in time, he would have been injured.
"That doesn't matter, Oda-kun." Cointreau smiled and said, "I'll remember it on Kaoru-chan's head anyway."