186|Extra: IF Line Leader Zai (14)
Pengel assassination group, Balian organization.
"The money is here, the money is here."
A VIP customer's phone rang.
The Balian member sitting at the long table subconsciously looked at Kirimori Mamon who had recovered his adult body and was sitting on a chair.
Mamon answered the phone and put it to his ear, "ムム, what's the matter?"
No matter how the phone tuned in, it still couldn't escape the hearing of the professional assassins present, and a soft male Japanese voice floated out: "Mr. I entrust you with the illusion medical service."
XANXUS, who is the Balian Boss, had fierce eyes, and leaned coldly on the luxury seat at the top, with his legs resting on the table. Without him saying a word, War Chief Spelby Squalo, taking care of the old and the young, said resignedly, "Mamon, what time is it, and you're still making extra money?" The
world is on the verge of destruction, It can't stop Ma Meng from wanting to make money!
Just greedy to the extreme.
Most of Mamon's appearance was hidden in the hat, and there was a small indigo inverted triangle on each cheek. After hesitating, he tactfully refused amidst Belphegor's piercing laughter, and the emphasis was on Boss' cold eyes.
"Sorry, I don't have time these days."
"VIP for life."
The person on the opposite side was shocked and shocked Mamon, who shrank invisible.
This person has already purchased illusion medical services for a year, and the price is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars, which frees him up, eliminates all unimportant customers this year, and concentrates on serving one person.
Unexpectedly, customers actually have a demand for lifelong tenure!
Under pressure from other people in Balian, Mamon confirmed again: "Can you afford to pay so much?"
Belphegor leaned closer to the phone, and it was a little unbelievable. Mamun was greedy for money. As a partner, he knew it well. If it was a life-saving illusion, this guy's illusion would be charged by the minute. Monthly and yearly subscriptions are already sky-high prices. How much is the lifetime system that can surprise even Mameng?
In other words, what is the prince curious price? What? The world is about to end?
It's okay, wait for him to finish listening to the phone first.
"The money has already been transferred to the designated account, and he will pay once a year until he no longer needs it."
"..."
Facing such a proud client, Ma Meng's heart fluttered, thinking whether he would not have to spend his whole life after taking this order. Considering your next order? He went to learn about Hyakkimaru, and the person he treated was physically disabled, relying on expensive artificial organs to maintain his viability, and the role of illusion is to reduce side effects and prolong his life.
No, doesn't this person have a good relationship with Liu Dao Mu?
Mamon became vigilant, his peers were enemies, and he couldn't forget the loss to Liu Daomui in the battle for the ring seven years ago. Although he didn't want to admit it, but as time went by, the gap between him and Liu Daomui became wider...
Mamon glanced at the boy in the frog hat next to him without any trace, feeling powerless for a while.
Liu Dao Mu's apprentice has a stronger talent for illusion.
Mamon said sourly: "Aren't you going to find Liudaoku?" That person is free.
The biggest benefactor at this stage said with a smile: "Favours belong to favors. If you can solve problems with money, why bother Mr. Mu for the rest of your life. I think Mr. Mamon is a person who keeps promises in transactions."
Fran tilted his head and suddenly heard The name of Master Pineapple Head is quite strange.
Japanese, know the master, have a relationship with the master, and even invite the master to use illusion for free?
"I remember."
Fran's voice caught the attention of the people on both ends of the phone.
"It's Mr. Dazai." Fran said, "That Japanese local tyrant is the leader of the port mafia."
The young man on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "I seem to hear someone calling me?"
Fran shut his mouth.
The ladyboy Lusilia let out a "wow" and said in surprise, "You know Mamon's client?"
Fran nodded, then shook his head again, remembering an inadvertent exhortation from the master.
[There are two kinds of people in this world who are not suitable for you to contact. ]
[One is a top-level mental trainer, every word and deed you talk to will fall into a trap and become the opponent's chess piece. Your cleverness is not enough for others to play for a round. The other is people who are immune to illusions, such as Bailan Jesso with strong mental defenses, and Tsunayoshi Sawada with keen intuition. 】
【Osamu Dazai belongs to both the former and the latter. If you meet him, stay away. 】
Psychic master + immunity to illusion = nemesis of illusionist?
It's terrible.
Master knows such a person, hasn't killed him out of fear?
Fran dared to reveal the identity of the other party, but in his heart he opened the relationship knowingly, not wanting to be targeted by the other party.
The business conversation between Mamon and Osamu Dazai directly aroused the curiosity of other people present. Mamon forgot about the issue of the destruction of the world without paying attention, and agreed to Osamu Dazai's commission with "money, money, money" in his mind.
Fran looked surprised.
Belphegor clicked his tongue: "The prince killed Mammon, can he inherit Mammon's inheritance?"
Mammon glanced at him coldly, put away the phone, and reported heartbrokenly to the leader XANXUS: "Boss, this For the entrustment, I hand in 1% every year as field expenses."
XANXUS lazily said, "Five percent."
Mamon: "...Yes."
The corner of Siberby Squalo's mouth twitched, and he sat back. Since Boss agreed, he didn't bother to care about Mamon's problem.
He thought that the whole of Balian's treasury combined didn't have as much money as Mamun's.
In the future, I will find a way to squeeze out a little bit.
Pooh.
Is there a future in this world?
Not long after Osamu Dazai contacted Balian's Mamon, he made another phone call to Rokudokoku.
Liudaokuo seemed to have expected it, and when he entrusted the funeral, he said indifferently: "Kufufufu, you don't need to think about the funeral, this world may have no future." He is not optimistic about Dazai's unrequited love at all. Knowing about Hyakkimaru, Hyakkimaru's mind-eye ability has already kicked out all the villains.
despair.
It's the end sooner or later.
If it weren't for the friendship of several years, Liudaoku would not have persuaded Osamu Dazai like this, and even revealed the secret of the destruction of the world.
Who knew that Osamu Dazai replied: "Mr. Mukuro, come here."
Liudao Mukuro's eyes changed, and he manipulated illusion to temporarily possess a member of the port mafia. Then, he went to meet the leader as a member of the port mafia, and the two had a secret conversation.
When Liu Dao Mu's mental power returned to his body, he was still a little shocked.
Osamu Dazai says he found a way to protect the world!
The way did not tell him.
I just said a little bit, tomorrow I can go to check whether the natural disasters happening secretly all over the world have stopped.
Osamu Dazai's background was unknown until the age of fourteen. He joined the Port Mafia at the age of fifteen, became an associate cadre of the Port Mafia at the age of sixteen, and became a cadre of the Port Mafia at the age of eighteen. Mentally, talented, and cunningly young, he spent four years developing the Port Mafia into a behemoth.
Such a person...how could he have something to do with the destruction of the world?
Liudao Mu had a hunch that there was deep water behind him, but he couldn't stop it, no one wanted the world to be destroyed.
He chose to remain silent.
There was a sliver of real emotion about the usually enigmatic illusionist.
Kakimoto Chiku walked in, and was about to pass on the meeting notice about Pengo Lie, but saw Mukuro-sama who was in a bad mood.
Mistakenly thinking that the world was on the verge of destruction , Kakimoto Chizue knelt down on one knee and swore, "Master Mukuro, I and the dog will follow you until the last moment." With some emotion.
What if the world is destroyed?
To accompany the important person, or continue to stay in the whirlpool of the mafia?
No, neither.
All the contradictions and all the hatred are not worth mentioning in the face of the destruction of the world. Having never experienced such a disaster, Liu Dao Mu couldn't believe that he would speak so calmly. No wonder in the parallel time and space, he would help Tsunayoshi Sawada sneak into the Mirufiore family and become an undercover agent, because he gradually let go of the obsessions brought about by hatred, and is no longer a lonely experimental product.
"Call Kurom."
"Let's... go back to Japan's Heiyao Town together." In
this world, a place that can be called a "place to go back" is barely worth his nostalgia.
Everything will wait for tomorrow.
Perhaps... Today, there will be a huge change in the port mafia.
...
In Japan, the leader of the port mafia has a lot of time to manage, and he has adjusted part of the personnel changes in an orderly manner.
The day after his birthday, Osamu Dazai appeared in the bedroom of the successive leaders.
"Mr. Guangjin, do you know why I called you here ?
"
Eyes are always calm. He was already fifty years old, and he had very deep experience in the port mafia. He maintained a respectful attitude towards Osamu Dazai, but he was not as fearful as other subordinates.
When Guangjin Liulang met Osamu Dazai for the first time, he was only fourteen years old, and he followed the former leader.
In a blink of an eye, the boy who was not to be underestimated in the past became the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.
He is still the centurion of the black lizard.
Talent is something that cannot be found. Hirotsu Liulang was fortunate enough to meet three leaders, each with their own advantages and disadvantages, each with a better mind than the last, and the current leader, Dazai Osamu, is so powerful that it is frightening.
Dazai Osamu was wearing Mr. Mori's red scarf, his fingers brushed the wallpaper stained with time, and his black suit wrapped his slender figure.
"These horizontal scars are the blood spattered that year."
His words made Guangjin Liulang's eyes shift to look at the chief's dormitory that outsiders could not enter.
A trace of complicated emotions emerged and quickly disappeared.
Yes.
This is the blood of the previous leader eight years ago.
"I stood here back then, watching Mr. Mori slit his throat." Osamu Dazai came to the arched European-style window and took a step to the right, avoiding the window. The sunlight outside could not illuminate his figure .
Guangjin Liulang's throat moved slightly, realizing something, he was a little afraid to look at the young leader. Standing in a dark place, Osamu Dazai looked at the direction of the bed like a young man with a dead breath back then, and said, "As many people guessed, I perjured myself to prove the last words of the previous leader for Mr. Mori."
Guangjin Liulang immediately knelt down.
This kind of big secret, people who hear it are afraid that they are going to die!
"Are you scared?" Osamu Dazai said unhurriedly, "Actually, Mr. Mori is also very scared. What he is afraid of is not that the other party crawls out of hell, but that I will witness the change of the leader. He is worried that one day I will follow his method. Come and deal with him. What he was worried about was not wrong, as long as a person has done something wrong, it is impossible to live with peace of mind."
Dazai Osamu revealed the truth in the tone of describing a plain past event, and Guangjin Liulang was suffocated.
"It was I who killed Mr. Sen." The
two leaders of Hong Kong gangsters relied on murdering their superiors!
This kind of thing is simply shocking to the outside world. It breaks the conventional succession system, and there is no trust between people!
Guangjin Liulang's suit was wet with cold sweat, and he said in a low voice: "Boss, the previous leader was killed by the Mimic organization, and you are the best successor. You will lead the organization to grow and develop after you take office. There is nothing wrong with that."
Dazai Zhi said: "What do you want to express to me?"
Hirotsu Yanagi regained his composure and continued calmly: "You have no reason to murder the former leader."
For four years, the person who has been working day and night is Osamu Dazai, the one who protects Yokohama City. It was also Osamu Dazai, who perfectly inherited the last wish of Chief Mori and became a qualified leader of the port mafia.
Without Osamu Dazai, there would be no organization that is now free from the constraints of government agencies.
The most powerful mafia organization in Japan!
"I have served the port mafia from a long time ago..." Guangjin Liulang said, "I have seen the previous leader who changed from day to day in his later years, I have also seen the resourceful previous leader, and I have seen your youth, I don't think so. You came to power because of your own ambition, even if Chief Mori is alive, he will not be able to do better than you."
Osamu Dazai was silent.
Trust is a wonderful thing, and the more people who know him, the harder it is to believe his usurpation.
In the eyes of the world... that's how he is.
Osamu Dazai couldn't help thinking of Mr. Mori, if he didn't have the memory of parallel time and space, he would not usurp the throne, but who would have expected that Mr. Mori designed to kill Sakunosuke Oda in order to drive him out of the port mafia.
That period of time changed his life, and he was not completely ruthless.
He asked the old man who had been the leader for three times.
"Can I trust you?"
"My heart will always be with the Port Mafia."
Hirotsu Yanagi knelt in front of Dazai Osamu and swore that he would never betray the interests of the Port Mafia.
"Follow me." After inspecting the other party, Osamu Dazai returned to the sunlight, with a smile on his face, no longer gloomy and cold. He came to the highest point of the Port Mafia Headquarters and the tallest building in Yokohama.
things.
At this time, the sun broke through the dark clouds, and the afternoon was a little lazy.
Osamu Dazai stepped on the edge of the roof, the forefoot of his leather shoes was already hanging in the air, the wind was blowing his body, and together with the bandage under his bangs, his extremely young face was exposed. Twenty-two years old, the age when most college students have not yet graduated, he has already stood at the pinnacle of power, holding an armed force no less than that of the country.
Guangjin Liulang's heart tightened, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he saw the familiar suicide behavior from the leader's actions.
Don't tell him... The reason why the leader asked him to come is...
Impossible! It can't be like this!
"You are the witness."
"Did you hear that?"
Osamu Dazai shattered Hirotsu Yanagi's self-deception, and told the final arrangement.
Hirotsu Liulang took a step forward tremblingly, afraid of provoking him, he said: "Boss, please don't do this, I will not betray you, the port mafia needs you too..."
Osamu Dazai said calmly: "I order you, Just stand there and watch."
Guangjin Liulang was stiff.
"This is not something you can meddle in, Mr. Hirotsu." Osamu Dazai used the old address, without looking back, staring at the sea level of the city and the port, "I'm tired, sister Hongye left the port mafia, Dun Jun also left with my permission, and this organization full of interests and violence should be handed over to Chuya."
The sentence "I'm tired" almost made Guangjin Liulang's eyes sore.
When people are old, they can't bear to see parting.
Osamu Dazai raised his hand to describe the city that he saw clearly for the first time, "I work every day, and when I see the floor-to-ceiling windows, I always imagine what it would be like to jump off."
"But, I can't."
"I still have something I want to protect. Even if I long for death, I can't help but look forward to the future of living."
"I didn't see clearly the world I want to protect until I stood on the edge."
"It doesn't seem to need Me."
You Zhong is also there, the port mafia has the strongest trump card, supporting such a huge organization.
What's more, there are Mori Ogai and Ozaki Koyo alive in the dark.
Osamu Dazai felt the relaxation he hadn't seen for a long time, his haggard face was peaceful and gentle, he had seen through his life early on, which was different from any "Osamu Dazai" in parallel time and space.
There are countless parallel time and space, only one Osamu Dazai got the [book] at the age of fifteen.
Only one Osamu Dazai became the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.
He is special.
He will take the secret of [Book] into the grave and leave the world with a relatively acceptable result. He believes that Mr. Ranpo will not tell the truth, and Mr. Natsume Soseki will learn the truth after his death, so as to keep the secret. Even if Hyakkimaru knows many things that he should not know, his favorite...favorite doll will also have a look on his face confused.
All the past is hidden in countless parallel time and space.
Before he died, Osamu Dazai smiled silently when he thought of the anonymous gift he had given to Hyakkimaru.
There is no omnipotent Saiki Kusuo in this world. He exhausted all his strength and still brought Hyakkimaru out of the darkness. The dark night has lost its original meaning, and the road under the light is extremely smooth. Unfortunately, he can't remember whether Hyakkimaru, under the action of ten years of rocket launchers, has seen clearly the innocent self in his youth.
【Hyakkimaru, I also protect the world like you, so I want to be a good person. ]
He took that step forward.
The wind grew louder.
If one of the three insiders must die, he will be the one who quits.
Only at the moment when he is closest to death, Osamu Dazai can feel that he is "living" in this world, happiness is close at hand, transparent and hazy, and he can touch Hyakkimaru living in the same city with his hand.
"There is no way...to live with you."
"Sorry..."
He murmured, and his body fell from a tall building.
The motto is that a person who commits suicide vigorously will finally usher in the end of his life.
The end has come.
There are countless people who use the [book], but few people end up with a good death.
So [book] became a secret.
Guangjin Liulang rushed over suddenly, trying to catch the leader, but he still couldn't save the man who wanted to die.
"Boss——!!!"
His supernatural ability "Luochun" can only bounce objects that come into contact with repulsion, but can't save people!
On the streets of Yokohama City, the day when Buteisha purchases supplies every week comes, Hyakkimaru holds a lighter paper bag, and walks out of the mall with a full load and Yosano Akiko.
Yosano Akiko asked: "It won't be too heavy, right? If your arms can't support it, please tell me."
Hyakkimaru said with a sense of responsibility: "I can do it!"
He closed his eyes in the crowd and checked the surroundings for danger. Members, to ensure the safety of the two. Recently, he felt a little uneasy. This is a world where people with supernatural powers frequently commit crimes.
He went out to protect Miss Akiko.
Hyakkimaru shuddered at the moment when the port mafia leader jumped from the body, and suddenly looked at the tall buildings nearby.
He was puzzled to find that there was a crimson fire breaking into the world of the mind's eye, drawing a trace. The moment the evil fire that fell from the sky dissipated, the darkness dissipated, and it was as pure white as a child.
When he looked carefully again, he could no longer find the flame.
Life is completely extinguished.
"What's wrong?" Yosano Akiko found in the high-rise where he was watching the port mafia.
"It's nothing...probably..." Hyakkimaru said hesitantly, hugging the paper bag in his arms tightly, there was a feeling of emptiness in his chest, obviously it had nothing to do with him, but he was a little flustered.
Death was the last thing he wanted to see.
Everyone has a choice for everyone. Will the worst become the best when the flame goes out?
He... can't read it.
...
In the afternoon, Hyakkimaru received a courier addressed to him.
Hyakkimaru opened the thin gift box, and inside was a ticket for the best place to watch the Yokohama Fireworks Festival.
He flipped over the greeting card. There was no text on it, and it was blank.
"Who gave me the gift?"
Hyakkimaru slowly remembered the package and went to check the sender's name.
——どろろ.
Belonging to another world, the name that was about to be forgotten came into view, Hyakkimaru was stunned, looked at the three Japanese characters repeatedly, and read its Chinese name gently: "Dororo..."
This sound, including Seeing his unknown affection, he couldn't help but softened.
impossible.
Is there a person named "Dororo" in this world?
"Fireworks Festival, is she inviting me to meet her, or something else?" Hyakkimaru guessed confusedly, and found that he couldn't figure it out, so he gave up thinking and went to Mr. Ranpo from the Butei Club for help again.
Edogawa Ranpo took the ticket, and said nonchalantly, "It must be given by some boring person."
Hyakkimaru said excitedly: "Can I go?"
Edogawa Ranpo said: "If you want to go, let's go, let's go together."
The chat between Hyakkimaru and Edogawa Ranpo aroused the interest of other people. Sign up to watch the fireworks show.
Kunikida Doppo was working in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard with his fingers, and when he found the latest news pop-up window blocking his view, his gaze quickly swept across the headline, and he said in surprise: "This afternoon, the leader of the port mafia committed suicide by jumping off the building?"
Butei In the club, all the members who knew the port mafia were shocked.
Such news is no less than the death of an important person in the country, and the death was suicide, not homicide!
Oda Sakunosuke asked in a doubtful tone: "Jumped off a building... committed suicide...?"
Edogawa Ranpo's eyes opened, and emerald green pupils suddenly appeared.
"Dead?"
Osamu Dazai died? ? ? !
For a moment, Edogawa panicked, and instinctively looked at Hyakkimaru who was sitting next to him and looking at the tickets over and over again.
Hyakkimaru didn't notice Ranpo-san's strangeness, but was recalled by Kunikida Doppo's words.
"The flame that fell in the afternoon...is it him?"
Hyakkimaru's good mood of getting tickets to the fireworks festival disappeared.
Wen Ye's IF line plot is over.
He couldn't remember the details of the original text. It seemed that the process was different, but the result was the same.
The leader of Hong Kong gangsters is dead.
Hyakkimaru deeply felt that Mr. Oda didn't know, it's hard for anyone to accept a friend who likes to throw knives so much. Rather than knowing the truth behind it, it's better to be strangers from the beginning.
This kind of story... is quite cruel.
No matter how natural he was, Hyakkimaru still noticed something wrong with Edogawa Ranpo: "Mr. Ranpo?"
Edogawa Ranpo took out his own sweets and stuffed them all into Hyakkimaru's arms.
"I'll give you all the delicious food!"
"???"
A handful of candy was put into Hyakkimaru's mouth, chewing on the sweetness, and looking at Mr. Ranpo who treated him so well, no matter what, That sincere kindness was accepted by him.
Edogawa patted his head in disorder, and Hyakkimaru showed a happy face.
"Hyakkimaru, Ranpo-sama has raised you for the rest of your life."
"Uh...thank you, Mr. Ranpo..." But the person who raised him was Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi.
Hyakkimaru didn't say the second half of the sentence, and his EQ improved a little. He found that Mr. Ranpo's hat was crooked, so he helped him move it.
Edogawa Ranpo felt relieved.
Hyakkimaru is an idiot, as long as he doesn't know, what is he doing, that person ran to commit suicide.
hateful.
Such an unreliable suitor!
On the other hand, the headquarters of the port mafia is in chaos, and the current leader committed suicide. Such a big news cannot be concealed.
Osamu Dazai died the day after his birthday.
Ended his life in the fastest and most shattering way.
A few hours later, not only the pop-up window on the webpage, but also the social news column began to broadcast the news of the death of the leader of the port mafia. The network media immediately broadcast the news in various ways not to offend the port mafia. The influence was so great that it shook the entire island of Japan, and only the Central Plains, which was abroad, was temporarily kept in the dark.
In the orphanage, Mori Ogai who took in Atsushi Nakajima saw the news, his shoulders trembled in disbelief.
He looked back at the happy and carefree children in the orphanage.
"... Forget it, don't tell them."
This matter is not that simple.
Dazai-kun, what are you planning, real death, fake death? Or do you want to break away from the port mafia?
Mori Ogai spread out the information on his desk, all the information he had secretly collected over the years.
Every piece of intelligence converges on a physically disabled person.
That person's name is -
Hyakkimaru.
Osamu Dazai secretly protected each other and liked each other... for many years.
...
At night, the invisible sense of depression disappeared.
Hyakkimaru's intuition did not lose the chain, and the natural disasters all over the world stopped, as if fate had played a joke.
The world stabilizes.
Gakafis ate a bowl of hot ramen, trembling like a centenarian.
In Fukuzawa's house, Hyakkimaru played detective games with Edogawa Ranpo for a while, and the other party pretended to keep him from being alone. At ten o'clock, the two of them were driven to sleep by Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was the parent. Hyakkimaru was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. He found the ticket under the pillow and could smell the nice incense.
"Why did Mr. Ranpo say that the person who gave me the gift was a boring person?" " Is it a
prank?
"
, are you looking for me, the missing actor? 】
Hyakkimaru's mind was wide open, and he began to think wildly.
He put the ticket on the tip of his nose, what is this smell, cherry blossom?
Such an elegant fragrance.
Who knows the name "Dororo" and used this name to approach me? Is there a "Dororo" in the world of "Bungo Stray Dogs"? He remembered that this should be a very strange and remote name.
"Where is my Dororo?"
Will she have a cute appearance and a kind personality, trying to survive in the troubled times.
Hyakkimaru thought of the music box given by Sanhuamao some time ago.
Crystal flowers are beautiful.
The melody of the music is simple and ethereal.
He carefully put away the tickets presented by others, pulled up the quilt, lay down his artificial limbs, closed his eyelids, and fell into a sweet dream, "Even if it becomes like this, I will be loved by others..."
This sentence is full of kindness And the world of love is so beautiful.
like a dream.