Chapter 127: Let's all suspect Mushitaro-san in Yokohama! ...
"What is Mr. Lan Tang usually responsible for?"
Fushimi Kyoji followed his new friend and asked Rantang who stopped in front of the used bookstall.
"It's just some insignificant trivial work." Lan Tang replied simply.
Fushimi Kyoji said "Oh", and Lan Tang beside her seemed to look in her direction.
"There's nothing interesting about the lower ranks, unless you're interested in defusing bombs or nabbing a few more kids who are protesting against the Port Mafia."
Lan Tang's tone has never had any noticeable ups and downs, and it's so flat that you can't tell what his emotions are.
He secretly looked at the other person's thin figure and timid posture due to fear of the cold. Fushimi Kyoji couldn't imagine how the other person could complete the work he mentioned.
——The player soon got the answer from Lan Tang’s actions.
Lan Tang handed the money to the owner of the second-hand bookstall. The books he had selected were piled up at his feet, almost reaching his knees.
It is not easy for one person to move.
"Do you need help?" Fushimi Kyoji couldn't help but ask.
"Are you considering my frailty? Thank you for your kindness, but I can still do such a simple thing."
A translucent golden barrier emerged from his hand, holding several stacks of books, and hovered beside Lan Tang.
"Wow!" The player, whose attention was instantly drawn, circled to the other side and curiously observed the cube that appeared out of thin air. "Is this Mr. Lan Tang's special ability?"
The always quiet man watched the figures surrounding the painting set, looking left and right, and even saw the players start to tap on it.
"It feels like it's a perfect match for Mr. Lantang's job!" the player exclaimed heartily. "For example, if there's an explosion, you can take shelter inside."
Lan Tang nodded silently. This was indeed one of the ways to use the color painting collection.
The only thing wrong is that the object is reversed.
"Usually I would choose to put the □□ into the subspace." This would minimize the damage to the surrounding area.
This was not out of any desire to "protect the Port Mafia's property from loss," but was simply a subconscious and spontaneous action, as he didn't want to leave any trace of himself.
Lan Tang pulled his collar closer, trying to stop the wind from blowing into his neck. "Use the same method to restrain those kids' wrists, and they won't be able to shoot me."
"sharp!"
The player thought for a moment: "Wouldn't that mean there are no weaknesses?"
"...Do you get along with the black lizard in this way too?" Lan Tang almost began to doubt the vigilance of other people in the port mafia.
Fushimi Kyoji thought for a moment, then tilted his head slightly to look at him. "Hmm... what do you mean?"
"If I offend someone and they don't want to continue the conversation, then they will definitely reject me directly, right?"
Lan Tang lowered his eyes to gaze at the player, his straight lips curling slightly. "Perhaps you have the qualities to be an intelligence agent."
Is this a compliment?
Lan Tang's emotions were not very obvious, and Fushimi Kyoji made an uncertain judgment based on his intuition.
Also, I feel like I'm missing something important...
What is it...
"Chuuya! The Port Mafia took Yuzu and her fellow patrol members away!"
Shirase's urgent shout made the player suddenly realize.
Port mafia, kids, guns...
Putting several key pieces of information together, the members of the "Sheep" group perfectly meet the above characteristics.
When Nakahara Chuuya heard what Shirase had reported, he suddenly stood up and asked for more clues: "What? How did we run into the Port Mafia? Tsk... Forget it, can you confirm everyone's safety now?"
"It must be that psychic who betrayed us and informed the port mafia." Shirase's eyes flickered as he accused angrily.
Fushimi Kyoji sat cross-legged in the Sheep's base, listening to their chatter. He said to himself, "Surely leaking secrets won't be good for Mushitaro-san?"
At least, he seemed to not want to come into the sight of the port mafia.
Afterwards, Oguri Mushitaro's attitude of wanting to sever ties with them could be said to be extremely firm.
Nakahara Chuuya frowned irritably, not believing the logic made sense. "If he didn't want to get beaten up again, he would have done everything in his power to deceive the Port Mafia for us."
The player's comments also drew Shirase's attention to the person present who wasn't one of the 'sheep'. He immediately changed his target, attacking the 'outsider' first: "Why is she here?"
"If no one suggested robbing the warehouse of the Port Mafia, this wouldn't have happened!" Shirase didn't mention anyone by name, but looked at the player.
The disapproval in Nakahara Chuuya's eyes was like a fire, igniting Shirase's remaining rationality. His voice was louder than it was soft:
"The Sheep suffered a completely unprovoked disaster!"
The player immediately sat up straight, his face serious, and said in a strong voice, "Looking at this, Mr. Mushitaro is indeed a big suspect!"
"--You changed your stance too quickly!" The 'Sheep' all complained about the player's fence-sitting behavior.
Nakahara Chuuya raised his hand and ended the argument early.
He was more concerned with understanding the whole story so that he could come up with a solution later.
“…Let’s forget about those unimportant things for now, Chuuya. The most important thing right now is to teach the Port Mafia a lesson!”
There were also different voices: "Yuxing and everyone else are still in the hands of the port mafia..."
Zhongyuan Zhongya no longer pursued the cause of the whole incident and tried to comfort the "sheep" emotions.
He rejected Shirase's suggestion again and decided to rescue his companions first.
Because Nakahara Chuuya clearly expressed his trust in the players and Oguri Mushitaro, Fushimi Kyoki was able to overhear the plans they were making.
——First, Chuuya Nakahara will launch a frontal attack to attract the firepower of the port mafia.
Yang and the players sneak in and rescue Yuxing and other members.
Finally, he stole a car from the roadside and used his special ability to erase the traces of the crime and escape from the pursuit of the port mafia.
"As long as we use this to send a communication, that psychic will make it impossible for anyone to find us, right?"
Shirase tightly gripped the device in his hand and repeatedly confirmed with Nakahara Chuuya.
Nakahara Chuuya was puzzled, but nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye. "Who's there?"
After a brief moment of confusion, the other members of the 'Sheep' raised their weapons and aimed at the newcomers.
"Ah, that's not a toy, you'd better be careful." With a frivolous tone, Dazai Osamu slowly approached with his hand raised.
"At such a close distance, if you accidentally pull the trigger, you can hit someone even with your eyes closed."
Although he was clearly being pointed at by many guns, he did not feel the tense atmosphere in the air and walked closer step by step in a relaxed manner.
"Ah, please allow me to defend myself. I am not reminding you this out of fear of death."
The boy, with his face bandaged and only his right eye exposed, spoke slowly, a hint of smile in his slightly hoarse voice.
"On the contrary, if someone could just shoot me in the vitals, I would be extremely grateful to him."
"Hey..." Nakahara Chuuya was almost shivering at the evil thoughts emanating from Dazai Osamu.
"What I'm worried about is that when you were giving me liberation, you were too excited and your aiming hand lost control, so you failed to penetrate my heart and instead left me disabled."
"That's not the kind of death I seek."
Shirase couldn't help but step back, and the others were not much different.
As the party with weapons in hand, they became the weaker party in terms of momentum due to Dazai Osamu's strange behavior.
"Chuuya, to prevent him from reporting the news, kill this man."
Nakahara Chuuya looked at Dazai Osamu, who smiled meaningfully and said, "No, we won't do anything."
"What's wrong with you?" Nakahara Chuuya couldn't stand Dazai Osamu's gloomy look and asked directly.
Dazai Osamu feigned confusion and said "Hmm?", his expression flawless.
Fushimi Kyoji also noticed the subtle difference, and he held his chin and looked at Dazai Osamu for a long time.
The other person let her look, and even smiled more sincerely.
"Yeah! That's it!" The player knocked his fist.
Nakahara Chuuya silently paid attention to what the player was about to say.
The player tapped his hand under his eyes: "Dazai switched the bandages on his face to the other side!"
"That's nothing!"
Even though the situation was serious, Nakahara Chuuya couldn't help but shout in confusion.
"If you can't see anything, stop pretending to be sharp!"
Player: Oooooooooo!
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