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After dawn, Oda Sakunosuke went out to check the situation, and Chuya and Dazai were resting in the safe house.

When Oda Sakunosuke came back, Nakaya was drawing mackerel on the bandage wrapped around Dazai Osamu's arm with a black pen. Seeing that Oda Sakunosuke's expression was a bit wrong, Dazai Osamu asked, "What's wrong?"

Oda Sakunosuke said, "I met Dumb Bird."

Nakahara Chuya showed panic like he did something wrong, and then quickly calmed down, "Did he find you?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "He saw me, but he didn't say anything, and asked me to bring you a sentence."

Under Nakahara's nervous gaze, Oda Sakunosuke said, "He said, 'Run to your goal, Chuya'."

Zhong Ye blinked and couldn't help laughing, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of youthful spirit, "Really, of course I would do that."

Osamu Dazai cast a glance at him, and it was rare that he didn't argue with him, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Oda Sakunosuke curled the corners of his mouth, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"With Dazai here, everything should be fine."

Oda Sakunosuke thought so.

After resting in the safe house in Chinatown for a while, Osamu Dazai led them to change places, and when they passed a forest next to a river, Nakahara suddenly stopped in his tracks, and his keen senses caught other things.

"Who?!"

While speaking, Nakahara took out the spare bullet that Osamu Dazai gave him from his pocket and threw it towards the place where the sound of loading was heard.

After a muffled snort, a strong smell of blood came, and accompanied by the suppressed immature cries of the children, Oda Sakunosuke's face changed without any expression fluctuations all year round, "Shinji's voice!"

Osamu Dazai frowned and shouted: "The children can't be here! Odasaku, calm down!"

There was a rustling sound, and dozens of men in black clothes and guns walked out of the forest. Among them, a few children with tied hands, pale faces and red eyes were sent abroad by Oda Sakunosuke. children.

Rarely, Osamu Dazai felt that things were out of control.

"Sakunosuke... Ugh, it hurts..."

The youngest girl couldn't help crying out when she saw Oda Sakunosuke.

Zhongya Nakahara frowned, looked at Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai's brain was spinning rapidly, "People from the port mafia? No, it shouldn't be. Damn it, damn it, I was deceived from the beginning."

"Trust me, you will regret it, Dazai-kun. 』

In memory, the man said with a smile.

Dazai gritted his teeth.

The leader of the man who didn't hold a gun said, "I really didn't expect that the patron saint of the port mafia would defect. I'm disappointed. Isn't this too easy? It's not challenging at all."

Chuya Nakahara: "Your target is the port mafia?"

"Yes, and no," the man said, "In addition to the port mafia, my target is you, but now it seems that you are not worth mentioning."

Osamu Dazai interrupted their conversation, "Let's get to the point, what happened to those children."

The man showed a smug expression, "You said these little mice, they came here by themselves, it's a surprise to catch them."

"Oh, I almost forgot, you should have arranged that old man in the middle." The man looked at Osamu Dazai, "What a coincidence, he just bumped into us," he gestured, "It was a light bang , his head is cracked like a watermelon hahahahahaha!"

"This guy..." Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists.

"Okay," the Scarface standing next to the leader interrupted him impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, get rid of these three people and go to the Port Mafia, the bombs have already been laid, those of us watching How can personnel be late."

"What bomb?"

Scarface smiled meaningfully, "What's the matter? Do you have to worry about your old club even if you defect? ​​It's really touching."

Oda Sakunosuke raised his gun, "Let those children go."

"Sakunosuke...uh..."

The children were choked and whimpered.

"Now, put down all your weapons, or I'll kill them all at once."

A wound was cut on Xingsuke's arm, and blood stained his sleeve red.

Osamu Dazai suppressed the thoughts in his heart, not thinking about why the people he arranged failed, not thinking about why these people could accurately find their positions and squatting, not thinking about why the port mafia was so easily planted with bombs by them.

"Mori Ogai"

"Totally played a trick."

Osamu Dazai gestured at an angle where the enemy could not see, signaling Chuya's battle plan.

I have to say that these people are quite courageous, and their abilities are indeed not bad. There are three auxiliary ability users and one offensive ability person, plus there are children as hostages, and it took a lot of effort to solve it.

"Where was the bomb placed?" They left two survivors, and Chuya pointed a dagger at the eyeball of one of them, "Say it, and I'll give you a treat."

The man laughed loudly and shouted: "No way, laugh your teeth off, you, a defector, still care about this?!"

Chuya's dagger fell, and the man's laughter suddenly changed into a high-pitched wail, "Ask again, where is the bomb?"

"The bomb is, it's on the basement floor!" The man gasped, "It's too late! The bomb is about to explode, and no one from the port mafia can escape! Bury us with you!!"

"Damn it, Dazai!" Nakahara Chuya was irritated, "What should I do? The bomb is about to explode!"

"So what if you're panicking now?" the man panted, "Even if you can solve the bomb this time, what about the next time? What about the next time? The Port Mafia is doomed to perish without its patron saint! Hahahahahahahahaha --Well!!"

His voice stopped suddenly, a blood hole appeared in the middle of his forehead, and his head fell limply, splashing dust.Osamu Dazai unhurriedly changed the bullet, looked at Chuya, "Are you going?"

After defecting, faced with the bullet hunting of his former companions and the expulsion of believers, he clearly made up his mind to pursue his ideal land, and he was obviously blessed, but he was restrained by the port mafia because it used to be his "" Home".

"Are you going? Chuya?"

Osamu Dazai asked, "You don't have to go, we leave Yokohama, we don't care about the armed detective agency or the port mafia."

Mr. Sen's purpose is this. From the very beginning, it was not a strong press, but a show of weakness-the port mafia cannot do without Zhongya.

Osamu Dazai said, "You have to know, Chuya, if you choose to go back, then we will leave, and from now on, we will be enemies."

Oda Sakunosuke comforted the children, bandaged the injured child's wound, and looked over worriedly, "Dazai..."

"Now, make your choice, Chuya. Fly out, or be trapped." Dazai Osamu said, "Time is running out, Chuya."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood where he was, silent for a long time, then turned around,

"Dazai, go away with Sakunosuke."

He flew towards the harbor mafia building.

"Chuya!" Oda Sakunosuke shouted, "Dazai, Chuya...!"

"Calm down, Odasaku, this is his choice. As long as the port mafia is threatened, it is impossible for Naka who was raised by Mori Ogai to sit idly by and be completely tricked."

Osamu Dazai put the gun back on his body, "I'm sure now, Mori Ogai also has a 'book'."

When Zhong also rushed to the port mafia building, the explosion had already started. The building located in the center of the port mafia began to explode from the basement floor, and he smelled blood.Zhong also suddenly appeared above the chaotic crowd. It was near midnight and there were not many people left in the building. He loudly ordered the evacuation without any hindrance. The members of the mafia obeyed his command and still looked at him with reverence in their eyes , It was completely different from the eyes of the believers in Aomori who seemed to want to chew his flesh and drink his blood. After a moment of trance, Nakaya pursed his lips and continued to evacuate people and deal with the explosion and subsequent incidents.

After the explosion was resolved, the original towering building was in ruins. The subordinates came to report that several people were injured but no one was killed.Zhong Yuanzhong also drove all the members of the mafia who were still in the port back to rest, and he sat on the ruins and watched the moon by himself.

Mori Ogai didn't know when he would appear, he stood not far away and looked at Chuya from a distance, with an affirmative expression on his face, "He will figure it out."

As far as Mori Ogai could see, Nakahara Nakaya was sitting on the ruins, the cold passing through his thin clothes to his skin, he missed Rimbaud's scarf a bit.

The port mafia cannot live without Chuya.

Mori Ogai laughed, held Alice's hand, and said happily, "Chuya cannot do without the Port Mafia, and the Port Mafia cannot do without Chuya." His voice was filled with joy, "Only the Port Mafia The party gave him a home."

"The outside world will only make the child suffer."

Sitting alone all night, before dawn, Nakahara Nakaya suddenly remembered that the flowers in the yard seemed to have not been watered. He got up, and his body was numb because of the long time of staying still. hat, and headed towards the house where he and Osamu Dazai lived together.

On the eve of dawn, the color of the sky was cloudy. Walking on the road, he could faintly smell the lingering gunpowder smoke and bloody smell from the tip of his nose. Zhong also walked neither fast nor slow. Walk all the way to the home, open the door to change shoes, then fill the watering pot with water, open the door to the yard, and take the pot to water.

But his movements stopped, maintaining the posture of pushing the door open.

The flowers that should have been golden yellow and bloomed toward the sun in front of me were now stained with gray and withered. The green rhizomes were deeply bent, and the petals were curled up and blackened, withering in the yard.

The rising sun fell on the ground, golden light spots danced on the tail of Chuya's hair, and dawn came.

The flowers withered.

Sunflower died before dawn.