coser's employment guide

"Tasker No. A163, please pay attention. The vest will be drawn in five seconds, and it will be released to the world."

The words on the top of the machine are constantly changing, and finally a line of words is displayed——

Ango Sakaguchi (Because of the technical department, the blood bar is fragile, please use it carefully)

At the same time, the mission world of this time also appeared in the lower right corner,

"Bungo Stray Dog World"

"Location: Any alley"

"please confirm"

Wearing a black suit and overcoat, Osamu Dazai disappeared in the alley with a pale face and blood dripping from his right shoulder. He was attacked by rebels who were dissatisfied with the port mafia.

The top cadre of the port mafia has already rushed over, and now he only needs to stall for time and wait for Zhongyuan Zhongye to come over.

"Tsk..." Osamu Dazai smacked his lips impatiently, "It's rare to come out to bask in the sun."

After passing through alleys one after another, Osamu Dazai noticed the faint sound of repressed but still chaotic breathing not far away, as well as the sound of muffled coughing.

That not far away is where he planned to pass by.

Should we just use this unlucky guy as bait?

Osamu Dazai pondered for a while, and happily made a decision to walk in that direction. His steps were extremely light, and his breath was weaker than that of a spider in the corner. With such steps, Osamu Dazai walked over quietly.

"--Who?!"

He was discovered just now when he reached the entrance of the alley where the man was staying, and the silver knife was swiftly thrown over. Because Dazai Osamu dodged in time, the sharp blade only scratched a shallow wound on Dazai Osamu's right cheek.

Osamu Dazai blinked slowly, watching this very familiar figure slowly raise his hand, brushing the wound on his cheek with his thumb, "You...?"

The man who was facing Osamu Dazai, showing only half of his cheek covered by the messy hair, seemed surprised when he heard the voice. He struggled to support his body, gasped with difficulty, raised his eyes and looked over vigilantly, when he saw Osamu Dazai's face Somewhat surprised, "Dazai, why are you here?!"

Osamu Dazai walked towards him, the man did not dodge, but looked at Osamu Dazai anxiously, "Get out of here, and inform Chuya Nakahara, the devil already knows our plan, let Nakahara Nakaya retreat quickly!"

"I don't quite understand what you mean," Dazai Osamu stopped and stood three steps away from the man, "What are you talking about?"

"what?"

The man seemed to want to say something, but suddenly there was a violent coughing sound, "Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough—you are, cough! What the hell are you doing?! Now is not the time to joke——cough cough Cough cough cough, go back quickly!"

He gasped violently for a few times, as if he couldn't hold on at last, fell down with a pale face, and muttered, "Damn it, Dazai, don't forget my glasses when you take me back..."

Osamu Dazai watched the man fall down expressionlessly, then bent down and squatted down, brushing all the man's messy hair back with his hands, revealing his complete face stained with blood.

"leader!"

Nakahara Nakaya, the top cadre who finally found the leader through the special mark left by Dazai Osamu, hurried over. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Dazai Osamu squatting, "Is there any problem?"

"No," Osamu Dazai shook his head, "Someone take him back to the Port Mafia."

"Sent to the dungeon for interrogation?"

"Send him to the infirmary." After being silent for a while, Osamu Dazai shook his head. "After he is cured, he will be given a relaxing agent. I will go find him when he wakes up."

Before turning to leave, Osamu Dazai glanced back at the man lying on the ground, "...remember to take his glasses."

Nakahara Nakaya nodded yes, walked beside Osamu Dazai and took a step to protect Osamu Dazai and got into the car. The doctor who had prepared in advance was sitting in the car waiting to treat Osamu Dazai at any time.

"Hey, Chuya," Osamu Dazai looked down at the white bandage the doctor had bandaged his wound. Under his gaze, the doctor's fingers were steady and his back was covered with cold sweat. The speed of bandaging was getting faster and faster, and he wished he could wrap it up and run away immediately, " Do you believe in parallel worlds and time travel?"

"No gossip during working hours."

Zhong Yuan sat on the other side with a blank expression and said.

Osamu Dazai: "...Who said that?"

"Yourself, leader." Nakahara Chuya said, "Just last Wednesday, after you were hit on the head by me."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Now this rule is gone, and the Central Plains cadres rebut the leader, this month's bonus will be deducted."

Nakahara Nakaya raised his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai with the eyes of a fool, "If your brain is still alive, you have already withheld my bonus until March next year."

"Then continue to deduct, and deduct next April."

Dazai smirked.

The bandaging doctor finally finished the work in hand, packed up his things, got out of the car and left quickly, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and pressed a button, and the soundproof isolation window in the car lowered, "Back to the topic, do you believe in parallel worlds and time travel?"

"If you want to tell me that you are actually Dazai Osamu from the parallel world, if you accidentally cross over, I will really blow your dog's head off." Nakahara also changed his posture, with his right leg overlapping his left leg , the fingers wearing black skin-fitting half-palm gloves tapped on the knees, "Don't go around in circles."

"Chuya, I seem to be your leader?"

"So? No one sees you, and you fart as soon as you have one. How did you fart today?"

Osamu Dazai rubbed his temples, and for some reason, his heavy heart suddenly disappeared, "Sure enough, it's this kind of single-celled organism..."

Nakahara Chuya started to move his fingers and made a crisp sound of bones, Osamu Dazai asked, "Do you know Ango Sakaguchi?"

"I know," Nakahara Chuya nodded, "The people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division are also the ones you hid just now."

"...What are you using to hide your brain, Chuya?!" Osamu Dazai stared, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Secret hiding is not that you took him privately to the port mafia to hide the information you want to know from him?! You are the one, what are you thinking, you bastard!!"

"It's hopeless!" Osamu Dazai yelled, "The mandarin of the little man is terrible, sooner or later I'll be mad at you! I don't want to die like this!"

"Forget it if you're so mad, you bastard mackerel!"

"A limp little slug with a brain full of water!"

"Really," Zhong Yuanzhong said angrily, "So what are you going to say?"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and relaxed on the car seat, "I want to say, I suspect that the person just now is from a parallel world."

"Parallel world?" Zhong Yuanzhong thought for a while, "What did he tell you?"

"Tell me to tell Zhongyuan Chuya to retreat quickly. According to the information I received, Ango Sakaguchi should be at the negotiating table between the port mafia and the government now, instead of lying on the ground covered in blood and telling me to run away. " Dazai Osamu said, "As for why I think it is a parallel world, this is the reasoning of my master Dazai's superb wisdom."

"You just have one more card in your hand than me, and you're so smart that I'm going to be puked by your description." Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, "I see, when that person wakes up, I will Notifying you, but I'll have a chat with him first before then."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head.

Nakahara Chuya smirked, "I have to confirm his safety first. Then let you get in touch with him, respected leader."