The bright moon hangs over the sea, and the half-shaped crescent moon sinks into the water, dyeing the sea red in the late night in Yokohama.
After completing his mission, Tachihara Michizou leaned against the wall and waited for his subordinates to clear the battlefield. The mobile phone in his hand was pierced by bullets. He scratched his cheek and looked a little anxious.
"Tachihara." Guangjin Liulang came over, glanced at his mobile phone, and said, "Go backstage to get a new one."
"Well, tsk, luckily the phone card is not broken." He said angrily, kicking away the gravel at his feet, and the stone hit a corpse accurately. "They were too bold to provoke our port, and they even broke my cell phone, making them die so easily."
Guangjin Liulang lit a cigarette, ignored his behavior, and did not follow his words to comfort him, and walked to the other side.
Tachihara Michizou still looked like he was immersed in anger, but out of the corner of his eye, he was peeking at Guangjin Liulang's movements. The other party's behavior made him feel relieved.
——Fortunately, Mr. Guangjin has no curiosity.
That's right, the Mafia's style is that as long as the task can be completed, they will not interfere with each other's private lives. He is now the ten-man leader of the Port Mafia, and he is not the newbie who was cautious when he joined the organization.
But……
Thinking of the person who called him before, Li Yuan was a little hesitant.
——Amamiya Qianye.
He is considered his cousin by blood. When my brother was here, they had a very good relationship. Even their parents said that it would be great if cousin Qian Ye was their child.
...They like cousin Qian Ye more than themselves.
Tachihara is now nineteen years old, and he is not as unconvinced as before, or feels uncomfortable in his chest. Because... he also has good senses for Qian Ye.
Compared to the hypocritical biological parents who acted as if they cared about their brother, but completely forgot about their existence less than three years after his death and poured love into their new-born child, he felt that Amamiya Qianye Be more real.
Tachihara: I don’t think I told him that I have severed ties with my parents.
Because the other party had lived abroad for a long time and did not understand the family relationship here, Tachihara felt that there was no need to take the initiative to explain this. Cousin Qianye called him just now. He didn't want to answer the phone at first, but someone sneaked up from behind and accidentally pressed the connect button with his hand.
Tachihara immediately used his supernatural powers to control the bullets fired by the opponent, piercing the cell phone.
Tachihara's true identity is a military policeman, affiliated with the Hounds, the strongest supernatural force in the country, but when he was undercover in the port mafia, he would pretend to be an ordinary person.
But he was not like other normal undercover agents, eager to draw a line with the past. The reason he entered the port mafia was that he encountered unfair treatment in the military academy and angrily attacked the instructor. After being wanted, he had no choice but to join organization.
In this way, there is no need to modify his past identity too much, nor to create a false identity. After all, the organization he is undercover is a port mafia with a special business license, and a false identity can easily be used. The organization's terrifying intelligence network uncovered clues.
At the same time, he did not change his contact information. Even the hound people can contact him directly. Of course, they will not use phone calls, but send text messages.
Sending text messages... For Tachihara Michizou, who has metal powers and can control precision objects such as cameras and mobile phones, it is easy to convert text message content into other content, and it is also easy to change caller numbers and messages.
But for safety reasons, he would find a safe spot when contacting those people.
He also understood Qian Ye's character relatively well, and the other party would probably think that his phone call was disturbing his mission as a military policeman... Well, he was undercover now, so he was indeed on a mission.
Guessing that Qianye would not call him again before he called again, Liyuan thought to himself that he would call him back during the day when he had no work tomorrow, pretending that he had just completed his mission. .
——What will he say to me in a tone of suppressed worry? Well, anyway, it’s basically some nonsense about protecting yourself and drinking more water when the weather is hot.
Thinking this in his heart, he couldn't help humming a light tune. In such a crisis-ridden environment, only cousin Qian Ye's nagging motherly attitude made him feel that there were still people in this world who cared about him.
Li Yuan actually used little tricks like deliberately breaking his cell phone several times. He just wanted Qian Ye to worry about him. I want to see him worried and at a loss as to how to help me, and I also want to know...when will the other party think that he is a trouble and cut off contact with him.
Qianye was suffering from insomnia. He struggled to wait for the message from Liyuan, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to call again. He was so anxious that he was wandering around the room like a headless fly, even though he had originally planned to write a manuscript in the evening. It can only be put aside.
Realizing that his actions might cause Tachihara's mission to go awry, he became restless. When the sky dawned, Qian Ye, who barely slept for only two hours, looked at his cell phone without caller ID and felt that he was going to be depressed.
Tatsuo Tatsuo, who was summoned by him, calmly drank the tea of this world and ate the cheese cake that the other party bought from the cake shop. He said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, the food of this world is the most delicious. Qianye, you don't know, even in hell There are also many special delicacies, but they are still too unique. Unlike today, people pay attention to the presentation of food. Times have changed so fast. I could not have imagined that this kind of aristocratic food can be bought everywhere now. It is really peaceful... …It’s the best.”
Qian Ye hugged the pillow and looked at his eldest cousin who looked like it had nothing to do with him. He couldn't help but throw the pillow away and hit the other person in the face: "Aren't you worried about Daozao's safety?"
Chenxiong smiled and said: "Compared with Dao Zao, I am more worried that Xiao Qianye will wither because of self-blame."
Seeing that he still looked aggrieved, Chen Xiong reluctantly put down the fork in his hand, put his hands on his knees, and said to him with a gentle smile: "Don't worry, Dao Zao is very strong. You know his superpowers, whether it's Neither bullets nor guns could harm him at all."
Qian Ye turned his face away and did not look at the other person, muttering: "You are also very strong, so something happened." In his heart, there was no one more powerful than Tatsuo Tatsuo in the world.
Chen Xiong looked at him quietly, his eyes as soft as a lake at sunset, or like sweet honey just squeezed out of a beehive.
He didn't refute Qian Ye's words that he was very strong, probably because of his elder brother's pride and he didn't want to break his cousin's filter of him. What's more, I don't want the other party to know more of the dark side of the world.
"There's nothing we can do about it. After all, it's Chang'an Island, a battlefield known as the soldier's meat grinder." Chenxiong said, "And I will die, not because I'm not strong enough, but because I want to save my companions, and I will die because of saving people. But it’s an honor.”
"...Same." Qian Ye couldn't refute. "Brother Chenxiong is so powerful. If it were me, I would only do what I can, and I would never sacrifice myself to save others."
Chenxiong picked up the fork, took a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. He squinted his eyes and tasted it carefully. After swallowing, he said: "Qian Ye is not a soldier, so there is no need to think about this kind of problem. You are still protected by the soldiers." Just one side."
Qian Ye looked at him dissatisfied: "Are you looking down on me?"
Chenxiong: "I'm not looking down on you. Rather than seeing Qian Ye come to keep me company at a young age just because he saved people. I want you to come to hell with gray hair, so I can take you out shopping and treat you like someone else." When asked, 'Is this your grandpa?', I said, 'No, this is my cousin. I also saw him wearing crotchless pants when he was a child'——"
The second pillow on the bed also hit Tatsuo Tatsuo's face.
Chen Xiong exclaimed exaggeratedly: "It hurts——"
Qian Ye said angrily: "Stop lying. As long as I successfully take up the job, I will return to my most energetic youth. At that time, I will say to the dead, 'This is my cousin who secretly drinks ten bottles of milk every day.'" Cousin who is not even taller!"
Tatsuo: "...He is worthy of being a future internationally renowned novelist. I lost."
In terms of imagination, you are still better.
Chen Xiong seemed to really not worry about Dao Zao's safety. His expression of trust in his younger brother's strength gradually eased Qian Ye's worries.
——That's right, after all, Daozao is Brother Chenxiong's biological brother, and the other party will know how powerful his powers are better than himself.
——Furthermore, although Daozao did not say which unit he belonged to, he did say that their unit was very strong, and his companions were all the strongest among the strong who could defeat a hundred... It would definitely be no problem to go on a mission with these strong men. Yes.
Apart from comforting herself that she can be safe, Qianye felt that there was nothing else to do.
Chen Xiong watched Qian Ye's expression change quietly. After seeing that his mood calmed down, he clasped his hands and said, "Okay, so to make this trip worthwhile, show me your new novel."
Qianye didn't give it to him and said, "Don't you have to work?"
The smile on Chenxiong's lips froze, and he said dryly: "Aren't I working now? You summoned me, I..."
"After eating all my breakfast and drinking my most expensive tea..." Qianye stood up and looked down at his cousin who was starting to sweat. "Although you were only sixteen when you died, so many years have passed. , he is already an adult ghost. Go to work as soon as you have eaten and drank."
Chenxiong: "..."
The ruthless cousin sent him back to hell without any refutation.
Staying in the bedroom where he was the only one left...oh, in the bedroom where he was the only living thing left, Qian Ye took a long breath and patted his cheeks hard with both hands.
According to his plan today, he is going to customize a batch of household pottery. His home will receive many guests in the future... Oh, guest ghosts, you have to prepare more. Other dead people are fine, but those who entertain ghost lanterns still need to use special ones.
This can be regarded as... please the boss after his death in advance.
Boss... Qian Ye felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of another boss who was still a living person like himself. The important thing was that the other person was still a difficult person to deal with.
The pottery shop he went to was the one next door to the building where the Armed Detective Agency was located, called Shimomura Pottery Shop. Kunikida, as Qianye's dedicated encyclopedia, recommended this shop when he knew he wanted to buy pottery.
It is said that the president of Buteisha is also a regular customer of this store. The products are very reliable and the store manager’s aesthetic is retro and very creative.
Qianye felt that such a creative store manager should be able to produce a complete set of snapdragon-themed pottery.
This is what he thought, and this is what he did...
I had just discussed the details with the store manager and before I asked when I could get the goods, I heard a harsh explosion.
Qian Ye, who still held the ledger in his hand:? !
The store manager opposite, who was still able to drink tea, said: "Ah, this direction... is something happened to the Armed Detective Agency? Just get used to it."
As soon as the store manager finished speaking, the customer in front of him disappeared.
Qian Ye ran out of the pottery shop and saw thick smoke billowing from the fourth floor of the red brick building next door. What made him anxious was that no one escaped! The elevators and stairs leading to the upper floors were deserted.
He didn't even notice that the passers-by around him were indifferent and continued what they were doing as a matter of course, and instead plunged into the building.
Was that an explosion? Is it an enemy attack? Yokohama is indeed a terrible place, but this would not happen in London.
Kunikida has to go to work today. His acquaintances Izumi Kyoka, Nakajima Atsushi... and even Oda's friend Mr. Dazai are also in this building. Will something happen to them?
When he thought of this possibility, he hurriedly summoned the Book of the Dead, thinking about which dead to summon, or maybe all the dead together...
"Dubu!!" Qianye ran to the fourth floor in one breath, passed through the dim corridor, and ran to the door where smoke was still coming out. He stopped suddenly and looked into the room with uncontrollable fear. "Doppo, are you okay...?"
He stared at a group of people in the room.
You can still hear Kunikida's furious voice: "Dazai! You guy, why did you deliberately take away other people's bombs and open the safety cover? Do you want us to be enemies of the port - ah, Qian Ye?"
In hindsight, I saw Amamiya Qianye at the door.
But Qian Ye didn't look at him, but at the reddish-brown-haired boy who stood in the middle of the men in black, holding a small box in one hand, with medical tape on his nose, and an even worse temperament.
Qianye's pupils were shocked as he looked at this familiar young man, who also looked at him stiffly.
Dazai said doubtfully: "Huh? Sir, why do you keep looking at this mafia gentleman like this? Do you know him?"
Qianye repeated the other person's words like a repeater: "Mr. Mafia?"
Dazai: "Yes, he is the tenth leader of the Port Mafia, Michizou Tatehara~"
Tatehara Michizou quickly took two big steps back and shouted: "Dazai Osamu, don't go too far!"
But it was too late.
Qian Ye took a long breath and said, "Superpower - Record of the Undead."
Although the Book of the Dead had been summoned in advance and was in his hands, it didn't matter who he was, the process had to be followed completely.
He lowered his head and directly summoned his eldest cousin.
Wearing a black kimono and wearing clogs, Tatsuo Tatsuo, who looked like he was working on a case just a second ago, appeared in front of him.
Before Chen Xiong had time to understand the situation, he turned his back to the person in the door when he appeared, and said to Qianye in front of him: "Xiao Qianye, I knew you wouldn't be so ruthless to me, you don't know Master Gui Deng How excessive, just one hour is enough, let me stay for an hour..."
Qian Ye put his hands on his shoulders. He was a 21-year-old adult, 1.78 meters tall, taller than Tatsuo Tatsuo, who died at the age of sixteen.
Tightly, he twisted the opponent's shoulder so that he could clearly see Tachihara Michizou behind him.
Liyuan Daozou: "..."
Tachihara Dozo:? ! !
Qian Ye's head popped up from behind Chen Xiong, with half-closed eyes exuding a thick black aura: "I won't say anything more, cousin, did you see it? This is your most trustworthy brother? He Became a little punk."
Chen Xiong blinked and looked at his brother who looked like he had seen a ghost in front of him: "Little gangster?"
Qian Ye casually grabbed the baseball bat that someone had left by the door, put it into Chen Xiong's hand, and pushed his back: "Go ahead and show this kid some color."
——Hurry to the rescue! My acting skills are not good. If you don't save me, if Daozao's identity as a military policeman is accidentally exposed, Daozao will be really embarrassed!
——Is he actually in the Port Mafia? Is he an undercover agent? ! Playing such a big game? !
