The clerks looked at each other.Tanizaki Naomi said: But even so, Mr.
Ranbu still arranged for his brother to go with Dr.
Yosano, right?
Edogawa snorted, turned his office chair around, turned his back to them, and muttered in a low voice: It's not for that guy, although the final result is not bad.Junichiro Tanizaki and Akiko Yosano mentioned by them abandoned the scooter early and chose to walk because of the serious traffic jam on the road.At this moment, they came to the vicinity of a dilapidated residential building, and stayed in a dark and narrow alley.On the open road outside the alley, the impatient honking of vehicles and the hurried footsteps of pedestrians are constantly heard.Under the cover of Junichiro Tanizaki's strange abilities, the two detective agencies who had not been discovered by anyone hid in the shadows, looked around with serious expressions, observed everything in front of them, and quietly waited for the time when Edogawa Ranbu told them that time had come.At this time, Junichiro Tanizaki suddenly found something from the crowd.With Dr.
Yosano!
Well?
Akiko Yosano looked in the direction of his gaze, locked on to the target at a glance, and finally came The sidewalk was bustling, and that person was obviously walking in the crowd, but it gave people a feeling of being out of the world.Therefore, it didn't take much effort for the detective agency to find him.When he walked near the two, Junichiro Tanizaki pulled the people into the alley where they were, and then activated his supernatural abilities, enveloping the other party as well.The passers-by who were in a hurry were shrouded in the danger of the big explosion, and they didn't have the extra heart to pay attention to the things around them, so they naturally didn't notice the abnormalities around them.After the man was dragged into the alley by Junichiro Tanizaki, he was immediately confronted with Akiko Yosano and her machete.The other party carried the machete on his shoulder with great momentum, the corners of his mouth were raised high, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood.At the sight of her smile, Junichiro Tanizaki couldn't help but shudder, silently moved to the side, and looked sympathetically at the person he had dragged into the alley just now.Yoshino Jingzi didn't care about his small movements, and said: I didn't expect to have the opportunity to treat you personally.Repair.Chapter 93 Bright Lights (3) Located in a hotel building in the center of Yokohama, in a high-rise room.The prisoners who caused the chaos were looking condescendingly through the wide, bright floor-to-ceiling windows at the cars lining up like ants, and the crowded, noisy, panicked pedestrians.His figure was reflected on the glass window, and it could be seen that his expression was relaxed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he seemed to be in a good mood, and even hummed a cheerful song.In addition to the sound of him humming a ditty, there was only a rhythmic sound in the room.Didi followed the sound and found that the sound was coming from behind him, behind him, on the wall, on the table, on the chair, on the floor, on the sofa and piling up time bombs in the room.The countdown on the bomb was one hour and twenty minutes, and as the numbers on the second reader jumped, overlapping chimes came from all directions, constantly stirring the nerves of the people in the room.If there were any other people in this room, they would probably be frightened into a sanity by the countdown to death of this cold machine.But now the prisoners who are in the room are the ones who planted the bombs one by one.Far from panicking and frightened, he was very happy.It seems that it is not a warning sound of approaching death, but a rare joy in the world.At this time, the doorbell of the room was suddenly ringed.The prisoner was shocked the moment he heard the doorbell.The previous relaxed and happy appearance disappeared, his brows furrowed, and his right hand subconsciously pressed on his lower back, where a pistol was pinned.He didn't rush to open the door, but walked to the computer at the desk and checked the surveillance camera at the door.Standing outside the door was a man dressed as a hotel waiter, pushing a food cart in his hand, waiting for him to respond in the room.Sir, you call room service.The prisoner looked at the man in the picture who raised his hand again and rang the doorbell with an expressionless face, and snorted coldly.He didn't even call room service, so where did this guy come from?
Besides, aren't everyone busy running away at this time?
came to the door so aggressively, for fear that he didn't know that there was fraud?
However, it really surprised him that these people came to the door so quickly.He was so careful, layer upon layer of fake identities, picking and choosing where to hide, considering that the most dangerous place is the safest place, he chose the most densely populated city center.Again, there are as many hostages as there are here to be enough for the police to come to the door.In addition to the surveillance at the door, he carefully checked the corridors, elevators, and even the hotel gates, and did not find any suspicious characters.Seeing this, the prisoner was puzzled.Could it be that he is alone?
But what can he do alone?
It would be useless to think about it so much, if there was only one person, he had just had such a thought, and the waiter standing at the door suddenly held up a handwritten card towards the surveillance camera, startling the prisoner.When I looked closely, it was written: Anyway, it's just me, invite me in and sit down~ The waiter raised his head suddenly and smiled at the prisoner behind the screen.When he saw the guy's face, the prisoner, who was already in shock, became even more frightened.Didn't this guy defect four years ago, Osamu Dazai, a cadre of the port mafia?!
It turns out that this guy is still alive, and he is even hiding in Yokohama?
Didn't the port mafia even send someone to hunt him down?
The defection back then, in the end, just as his thoughts were flying, Osamu Dazai, who was standing at the door, flashed a card to the monitor again, which read: I know what you want, why don't you talk to me about those police?
For example, the words on the card ended here, but the prisoner's heart was beating suddenly, and there was some vague guess.Sure enough, in the next second, the card that Osamu Dazai turned out read: How did this leader of Hong Kong and Black overthrow the previous leader?
The prisoner's eyes widened slightly.After reading three cards to the other party, Osamu Dazai habitually wanted to put his hand in his coat pocket, but he was caught off guard and inserted it empty.Only then did he come to his senses, and he was wearing the uniform vest of a hotel waiter, not the long coat he had worn when he arrived.However, such a small episode did not embarrass him for long, because the door of the room in front of him soon opened.The prisoner stood not far from him, his arm raised, the muzzle of the black hole pointed at his eyebrows, and said meaningfully: Long admiration of the Daimyo, the former port mafia, Dazai cadre.Heck, I'm just a little waiter now, please don't call me by that shady name, okay?
Osamu Dazai sighed with a helpless look of you spare me.The prisoner raised an eyebrow, then glanced behind him, and said vigilantly: Is there anyone else besides you?
Osamu Dazai said gently: The guys who have been looking for me all these years are no less than you.I'm going to hide from people, who do you think I'm going to bring?
That's exactly what I said.After all, one of the five major cadres of the dignified Hong Kong Black Black, if he said he defected, he defected.How could the port mafia, who had been slapped so much, let him go so easily.With the crimes committed by Osamu Dazai when he was in the port mafia, even if he used the secret of the port black to take refuge in the righteous path, he wouldn't be locked up for four years and let people out, right?
Besides, the police haven't launched any major operations against the port mafia over the years.So this guy is actually hiding from the police and the port mafia?
Quite possibly.The prisoner who thought he had guessed the truth did not let his guard down because the other party was just a person, after all, he was facing Osamu Dazai, who was quite famous in the underground world.He raised his chin at the dining cart and signaled: Just let people in, you don't need to bring gifts.Well?
Wouldn't it arouse suspicion at the door?
This floor has been wrapped down by me with a different identity, and at this time, there will be no uninteresting staff to come up and disturb you, so you can rest assured.It was Osamu Dazai who shrugged his shoulders and walked through the door with his hands raised in great cooperation, kicking the door shut with his heels.The two faced each other for a moment.Osamu Dazai glanced around the room, as if he hadn't seen the bombs everywhere in the room, and instead of resting on the dangerous things, his gaze landed on the sofa in the hospitality area as if nothing had happened.He smiled and said to the prisoner, "Shall we stand like this?"
Hmph, you look laid-back, and you're not afraid of me giving you a shot?
Or just give me a funeral?
The prisoner said mockingly.Oh really!
Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, and he said very happily: Then I have to thank you!
The other party choked suddenly, and then remembered that one of the rumors about this guy at the beginning was that he liked to find death.Rumor has it that during the years of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai himself got himself into the hospital far more times than the enemy sent him to the hospital.The prisoner thought for a moment, waved the gun in his hand, and motioned for him to sit down on the couch.Since you want to talk, let's sit down and talk slowly.Okay~ Osamu Dazai unceremoniously sat down on a single sofa.I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but as he sat down, his elbow inadvertently touched the bomb on the arm of the couch.Strangely, in the next second, the bomb disappeared under the noses of the two of them.Ah.Osamu Dazai looked surprised, is it okay?
This guy's strange ability, as the rumors said, is the alien ability invalidated Ah The prisoner has a number in his heart, and his face does not show any abnormality, and he thumbs up behind him and says: There are many more.Osamu Dazai smiled: That's what I said.Putting this little episode aside, the prisoner still held his gun and sat down in the farthest place from Osamu Dazai, surrounded by countless bombs.Aren't your hands tired?
Osamu Dazai looked at him with pure curiosity.Don't worry about Mr.
Dazai.The prisoner still has no intention of putting the gun down, you and I have precious time, it's time to get to the point, right?
What did you do when you came to me?
I'm really anxious, okay.Osamu Dazai folded his legs, rested his hands on his knees, and unhurriedly threw a suggestion at the other party, which exploded throughout the room like thunder.Are you interested in the position of the head of the port mafia?
What?!
The prisoner's eyes widened and his heart pounded.Although his first reaction was impossible, it has to be said that he actually really had a trace of desire.How could it not be?
Osamu Dazai said in that soft, slightly demagogic tone, no one would have thought that the person who replaced the former head of Hong Kong Black would be an ordinary resident physician.The prisoner unconsciously licked his somewhat dry lips.I heard that when Mr.
Mori came to power, you were his witness?
That's right.Osamu Dazai's eyes suddenly became obscure, and although he was smiling, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and I watched him cut off the neck of the previous leader.The columbian unconsciously swallowed, and his neck went cold, as if the guy who had his neck cut off was himself.Then you will be honest this time, I'm tired of such boring games of peek-a-boo.Saying that, Osamu Dazai also pulled the waiter vest on his body, you can also see, I'm not doing well now, so I occasionally regret regretting and regretting my defection in the first place?
No, I regret why I didn't cut Mr.
Mori's neck in the first place.A cold glint flashed in his eyes, his tone was soft, but the words he said were like sharp knives, as soon as the leader died, there was chaos inside Hong Kong Hei, and they naturally didn't have time to care about my affairs anymore.I see, so now the prisoner's hand holding the gun has been lowered at some point, and his eyes are slightly downward, thoughtful.I've heard that some time ago the police launched a big operation against an illegal organization.If that's what I expected, it's probably your organization, right?
Although the other party did not speak, his silent attitude had already answered the question.Osamu Dazai exchanged his overlapping legs, and then said: With all due respect, instead of taking revenge on the police in such a way of burning jade, why don't you use this incident to plan for yourself and go further?
If you succeed this time, maybe your brothers who have been caught in the game will no longer dare to touch them?
The prisoner looked at Osamu Dazai with twinkle in his eyes, waiting for him to say what he said.When I saw you on TV, I thought, this is an opportunity.Osamu Dazai smiled and handed the honey wrapped in poison to the other party, the port mafia has a lot of business in Yokohama, and it is impossible for them to be indifferent to this incident.While those guys were pouring out and focusing on checking and discharging ammunition, we quietly went around to their rear and directly took down the head of the general, what do you say?
Admittedly, he was moved.Watching the other party fall into deep thought, the corners of Osamu Dazai's mouth were raised high, and he was in a very happy mood.Then there was one last step left, and at the same time, in the hallway across the door.Several men with guns dressed in black came out of the surrounding room and quickly moved to the room where the food truck was parked, forming a surroundment and blocking the only exit from the room.Then a few clicks were heard, and the bullets were loaded neatly, and the barrels of the guns, long and short, were aimed at the gate.Chapter 94 The Lights Are Bright (4) After some thought, the prisoner put the gun in his hand on the table, indicating that he had no intention of making enemies against him.How do you want to work together?
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Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and smiled, and said unhurriedly: Then first of all, of course, there is the issue of bombs planted all over Yokohama.The prisoner rubbed his fingers without a trace and said, "What?
He thought that as long as Osamu Dazai's purpose was to get him to disarm the bomb, then there would be no need for them to cooperate, and they would directly let the subordinates who were waiting outside break in and take them down.When the time comes, if you want the other party to obediently offer the secrets of the port mafia, isn't it just a matter of torture?
However, Osamu Dazai's next words surprised the other party slightly: You have planted too few bombs.Huh?
The prisoner was stunned for a moment, and his brain activity stagnated for a few seconds.The fantasy that had been born in my mind before, torturing this former Hong Kong black cadre, suddenly disappeared.What did you say?
I said you had too few bombs.Osamu Dazai held up a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, I guess, you didn't rush into the territory of the port mafia when you were hiding from the police, right?
After all, your organization had a conflict with them not long ago.If you are found in their territory and they find you, you might be fed a shuttle of guns.