Yokohama Heart Fraudster

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    At the same time, in a high-rise building in Yokohama, a beautiful seaside city, there are also whispers from time to time.

    "Have you seen that video, that...it's Mr. Dazai!"

    Wearing a black suit, sunglasses on his face and a gun on his waist, the brawny men who are not so easy to mess with at first glance, but at the moment they seem to be afraid of being discovered by the teacher Like a primary school student, he lowered his voice and secretly talked with his little friend beside him.

    "Do you think so too?! Who is the person next to him hugging Mr. Dazai, who can be so close to Mr. Dazai!"

    "No need to discuss, I think he's already dead, how could Mr. Dazai allow others to be arrogant."

    "That's true... but it could be a lover or something, ahem, I'm not sure."

    This kind of interesting gossip spread to the entire port mafia almost instantly, and Dazai, the master, However, Zhi was urgently summoned to the chief's office early in the morning, not even realizing the flood of rumors.

    The man sitting at the desk was about forty years old, wearing a black trench coat. He combed his black hair meticulously to the back of his head, but the hair on the sideburns that was too long fell to the side of his face like a waterfall, adding a little softness to the angular face. There was a shrewd luster in those purple eyes, and there was a slight smile on the corners of his lips.

    "Mr. Mori, what's the matter so early?"

    Dazai Osamu put his hands behind his back, his feet were slightly shoulder-width apart, with the usual smile on his face.

    Only today, his right eye was not wrapped with a snow-white bandage, and a pair of beautiful kite-colored pupils were revealed in the soft hair on the forehead.

    "Have you not heard the rumors yet, Dazai?" As the boss of the organization, Mori Ogai, who can get first-hand information on everything, observes Osamu Dazai's face with interest, "You have become a fire on the Internet. Ah."

    Osamu Dazai blinked suspiciously, obviously not knowing what he was talking about. On the other hand, Mori Ogai seemed to be ready in advance. He picked up a black remote and pressed it, and immediately projected the next video on the snow-white wall beside Dazai Osamu.

    Looking at himself and the man wearing a butterfly mask floating in the air with oil-paper umbrellas in the video, Osamu Dazai admired it for a long time before he clearly raised the corners of his lips, "It turned out to be filmed, and it was quite good. It's clear."

    "Can't you explain what's going on?" Sen Owai raised his eyebrows at him with a half-smile, "It's strange that you have the leisure to dance with people in the air."

    "If you want to If you inquire about him from me, unfortunately, I don't know his specific situation, but..."

    Dazai Osamu's eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, "But he is a good man! It's just that he accidentally jumped off the building when he was planning to jump off the building. I met him and tried to invite him together, and he was very happy to agree."

    "This is the first time someone has promised to jump off a building with me, so it can be seen that he is a good person!"