All Yokohama is looking for Miss Gojo

With a series of questions, Gojo Satoru followed Nakahara Nakaya in the elevator and fell to the next floor. She tried to tease him in a joking tone halfway to adjust the cool atmosphere. Unfortunately, the other party not only refused to answer her words, but also put Gao Leng The image is perfect.

"What's the matter with you, little gentleman? You don't speak, like a stone statue, so boring!" Wujo Wu muttered in a low voice.

"So who is the 'little gentleman' you're talking about!" Zhong Yuanzhong was already so annoyed by the girl, he broke out unbearably, "I don't know you well!"

"And what you just said were you laughing at me?"

How can you say that a man is small?

Since a certain ocher-haired cat has blown its fur, Gojo Satoru can only not provoke it for the time being. However, she also extracted a key clue - Zhong Yuanzhong also seems to be very strange to her, as if meeting her for the first time Same.

Not long after, Gojo Satoru got out of the elevator and came to the familiar gate. Looking at the men in black guarding both sides of the gate, she remembered the memory of breaking into the port mafia building alone before, and now she came here again. It has been a long time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said to the two men in black, "I'm looking for the BOSS, and the man has already arrived."

The two men in black looked at each other, and one of them picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and whispered something to the people in the office. Then, he nodded to Zhong Yuanzhong, indicating that the BOSS allowed him to go in, and then turned around and opened the door that had been hidden just now. Behind the combination lock, seeing the man in black enter a series of passwords, it took a lot of time, Gojo Satoru, who was watching beside him, was about to doze off.

Wasn't it just being forced by her once?

The guard layout is so strict, people who don't know it may think that some terrible prisoners are being held here.

After finally opening the door, what you see is endless darkness, the room is filled with endless silence, only the sound of paper being turned from time to time reverberates inside, the light from the door quietly walked in, vaguely saw the The figure was still working hard to correct the documents. He just glanced at the people who came in, and then looked away, not paying too much attention to them.

"Boss, why are you..." Seeing the appearance of the room, Nakahara Zhongya subconsciously frowned and wanted to say something, when he suddenly found that the white-haired girl had rushed behind the boss at some point, his whole body Instantly glowing red, he looked at her nervously, "What did you want to do in the past?"

Gojo Satoru turned his back to the two people in the room, as if he didn't hear his words, he pushed aside the huge curtains calmly, and the warm yellow sunlight passed through the bulletproof glass, illuminating everything in the room clearly. Clearly, the beautiful kite-colored gemstone exudes a brilliant color under the light, showing a hint of confusion.

"Your precautions have been taken too far. Didn't you see that the inside is lifeless?"

"I really don't know how you have stayed in this environment for so long?"

The black-haired young man seemed to have not been exposed to the sun for too long. He was a little afraid of the sudden warmth, and shrank his body towards the girl's body to avoid the hard-won sunshine.

"Osamu Dazai, you have to give me one..." Before the girl could finish her words, she heard an extremely small sound of sound-absorbing bullets rubbing against the air, piercing through the bullet-proof glass, passing by her ear, and hitting her chest The right side of the heart happened to be targeting Osamu Dazai's head impartially.

She pushed the boy under the desk, and then activated the no-lower-limit technique. She forcibly stopped the bullet and suspended it in the air. She glanced at Nakahara Nakaya, "The man is on the top of the building in the southeast direction."

"Tsk, those guys again." The floor where Zhongya Zhongya's leather shoes stepped on began to crack, and some small and broken stones floated around him. In the next second, he rushed out of the bulletproof window at an extremely fast speed, and went to Solve the killer who just shot in the dark.

Maybe Osamu Dazai was worried that it would not be safe to be next to Gojo Satoru. Chuya Nakahara went there for a short time and came back soon. It's the killer's blood.

He stepped forward and pushed the white-haired girl aside, and helped the black-haired young man under the table, "Boss, are you okay!"

Gojo Satoru who was left aside: "..."

Osamu Dazai wiped the dust off his face, "It's okay." He walked around Nakahara Chuya, walked up to the white-haired girl, and said with a friendly smile, "Miss Gojo, thank you for saving me."

Gojo Wu rolled his eyes at him, "Hehehe."

"If you want to thank me sincerely, tell me first, why am I here?"

As soon as she entered the door, she knew that the person inside was not Boss Scrap. Although she didn't know why Osamu Dazai sat in Boss Scrap's position, she didn't want to find out where Boss Scrap had gone. She just wanted to know , Why did she appear here.

This is not her world.

She will appear here, absolutely inseparable from this guy.

"Miss Gojo, don't look at me with such vigilant eyes, I have no malice towards you." In order to show his sincerity, Osamu Dazai pushed back the big killer that was about to erupt behind him, making a look of inhumanity. "I just want to invite you to come here as a guest."

Gojo Satoru was unmoved. In fact, if she wanted to leave here, she could leave at any time. People here couldn't stop her at all. She was still here now, just trying to figure out some things.

It seems that this is a parallel world of her world, which can also explain why she saw two identical Osamu Dazai before she fainted.

Seeing that the other party was submissive, Gojo Satoru simply sat in the position that Osamu Dazai had just made, and listened attentively.

Nakahara Chuya: "You guy, that position is not what you should touch, get out of there for me."

Knowing that the person in front of him was not the little gentleman she knew, Gojo Satoru acted rudely, not knowing what was wrong, and even provoked the red-haired youth, making a grimace.

Central Plains Chuya:! ! !

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more intense, Osamu Dazai once again pressed the top of the volcano that was about to erupt, and stared at the other party with warning eyes.

It is impossible for Zhong Yuanzhong, as a subordinate, to disobey the leader's order. He can only stand behind the leader unconvinced, keep his mouth shut, and do his own defense work quietly and dutifully.

Osamu Dazai smiled: "I'm sorry, this subordinate is a bit disobedient, and I hope you forgive me."

"Your tone of voice is exactly the same as that of Mr. Mori, but I don't know how much you have inherited from him?" Gojo Satoru glanced at the documents on the table, densely packed, each about as thick as a finger , just letting her read a book is enough to make her scalp tingle. I didn't expect Osamu Dazai in this world to be the boss of the port Mafia after all. I didn't expect to be in such a miserable situation now.

too frightening.

Once again, I am glad that I slipped away fast.

So Osamu Dazai somehow received a sympathetic look from the other side, and even took a special look at his hair, hesitating to speak.

"Is it true that you have such thick hair?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He looked at the girl several times, and found that the other party really asked this question with a very serious expression.

Is this what you're focusing on right now?

Since he was still in a flattering state, he lifted his bangs and echoed, "It's true."

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. The hair on the back of my Mr. Sen's head is getting thinner and grayer."

"Is there any secret recipe for ancestral maintenance, can you reveal some to me?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly teleported to the black-haired young man, leaned over and fiddled with some of his hair, the black hair lay quietly on the light-white fingertips, looking slippery, she couldn't help but stroke a few.

Well, it feels good in the hand... Pooh, it's true.

Even though the girl's movements were very gentle, Osamu Dazai was still frightened. He thought that after the girl woke up, she would throw a tantrum in Mafia, the port, but instead of what he expected, the other party saved him.

Is it because he is Osamu Dazai?

Thinking of this, the overwhelming sense of suffocation will drown Osamu Dazai, he is very jealous of the "he" in that world, why can "he" be saved by others, why can he live happily with Odasaku, and he has nothing to do. No.

He is so tired.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly, his black eyelashes drooping, covering the exhaustion in his eyes, and then he suddenly fell down.

"Dazai!" X2

Gojo Satoru wanted to step forward to check the real situation of the person, but Nakahara Nakaya slapped her away with his hand. He gave her a fierce look, then took out a pack of medicine from the young man's pocket, took out two white pills and gave it to her. After taking it, he still kept complaining in his mouth.

"I said not to oppress myself in this state, how many times do I have to repeat it?"

"If it weren't for the special circumstances, I really want to beat you up hard."

Looking at Chuya Nakahara's skillful movements, he knew that this was not the first time Osamu Dazai had done this.

Osamu Dazai woke up not long after taking the medicine. His voice was hoarse, he coughed a few times, and muttered in a low voice, "...water"

"It really deserves it." Zhong Yuanzhong also deliberately taunted him, but the movements of his hands were unambiguous at all. The cup on the desk suddenly glowed red, floating in the air, and finally fell on his hand. Feed the water to the youth.

The dryness of the throat was relieved, Dazai Osamu was relieved, and he whispered 'Chuya' to Nakahara Chuya.

Nakahara Chuya: "Tch, if you are not the leader of Mafia at the port, who wants to control you!"

Osamu Dazai smiled weakly, and said nothing more.

……

"So, is this guy so weak because he locked himself in the room and kept working and torturing himself?" Gojo Satoru watched a group of people in white coats lift Osamu Dazai onto the support, and after listening to Nakahara Zhong also gave her an explanation, her expression was a little complicated.

Should she say that as expected of Osamu Dazai, every suicide method is so peculiar.

At this time, the curtain near the window had been drawn again. If one corner was lifted, one would find that the transparent bulletproof glass had been covered by a thick layer of bulletproof steel, and the room fell into darkness again.

"Originally these news are all confidential information of the port Mafia, and I shouldn't have told you, an outsider." Nakahara also pursed his lips, "I don't know what that guy Dazai was thinking, brought you here without authorization, and asked me to take these something to tell you."

"This shows that he trusts you very much, so don't do anything to betray him, otherwise, I will show you the fist of gravity." After the gravity force in front of her threatened her openly, he turned and followed the gang Behind the person in the white coat, after a while, he returned to the same place.

Gojo Satoru looked at him in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, "The leader wants you to accompany him, otherwise, he won't see a doctor."

Wutiaowu: "..."

She involuntarily put this childish sentence into Osamu Dazai's mouth and said it without any sense of disobedience.

Who would have thought that this is what the leader would say.

Gojo Wu stared at the red-haired young man without a word, "Is the leader of your family serious?"

Nakahara also knew that this sentence sounded wrong, especially when an adult man said it to a girl. No matter how he heard it, he felt that Osamu Dazai was acting like a baby to Gojo Satoru, but what could he do? This was not the first time the leader Tell him to do such a ridiculous thing.

He directly pulled her and pulled her to go together, his ears were a little red, "Why are you lying to me, go quickly."

I kept cursing a certain mackerel in my heart.