For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

Suppressing the enemy organization was originally the partner mission of Dazai and Zhongya, who knew that the former would suddenly want to drag me over to be a cheerleader, which created a problem that all human beings are entangled in. The current best friend and future boyfriend, you choose who?

"Ito must go with me." Player No. 1 also said the same.

"No." No. 2 player Dazai refused decisively.

"reason."

"I'm safer here."

"What misunderstandings do you have about safety," also refuted a truth, "For women in the world, you are the most dangerous existence!"

"No," Dazai responded easily, "your mission is to annihilate the enemy's backup troops. The battle is unavoidable. Miss Hyuga has no combat ability.

Justified and convincing.

Debate is obviously not Zhongye's strong point. From this short pause, it can be seen that he has been persuaded. Then, he looked at me and said reluctantly: "See the bricks on the ground, I will pick up a big one later. For self-defense, if he dares to move his hands and feet, he will smash him on the forehead."

I thought about it: "How about buying a pot of cactus, and greet him three inches below his navel."

"It's cruel, but if your opponent is Dazai, you can do it."

Dazai: "...I heard it all?"

The action plan is divided into two steps. China will also take a detour to eliminate the enemy organization's backup troops, so as to cut off the enemy's back path. Dazai and I are responsible for sneaking into the small villa in front of us. It is the main stronghold of the enemy organization. It holds valuable information that will help Mafia expand her sphere of influence.

At night, Dazai and I hid in a dark alley to discuss countermeasures.

"So, you want me to use the transformation technique to become the opponent's person and sneak into the stronghold to steal important information?"

Dazai's mouth still had a smile, but the deepness hidden in his eyes was really unimpressive: "If necessary, you can destroy the enemy."

At first glance, this is not a problem, but if you think about it carefully, the problem will be bigger.

According to Dazai, he asked me to help because of the convenience of transformation, so what will happen if this situation continues? Helping once is also helping, helping twice is also helping, and so on and so forth, am I not a tool person?

No, I still want to fall in love, how can I get it back if I deviate from the position at the beginning.

As witty as me: "I have a better way."

Dazai turned his eyes to indicate that you had successfully caught my attention.

"Let the other party take us directly to see the leader, and it takes very little time, and it doesn't need to be sneaky."

"Tell me."

I didn't say it with my mouth, but chose a more straightforward way. I grabbed Dazai's hand and walked across the street. Although it was dark, there were street lights, and under the lights, everything was invisible.

"Stop!" The person in charge of patrolling the second floor shouted, "Who are you?!"

"I'm sorry—" I raised my head and put my right hand on my mouth in a trumpet shape, "My brother is in a hurry and wants to borrow your place to go to the toilet!"

Dazai: "...??"

The man had never heard such a bizarre request, and shouted on the spot: "Go away, this is not a place for people like you to come!"

"Wow, so cruel, uncle!"

"I won't be rude any more!"

Dazai looked around, leaned over to me and reminded, "Chaos is not a method of making things like this."

"You're not leaving, are you?" The enemy's patience had been worn away, and he stretched his hand to his waist, ready to draw his gun, "This is what you asked for—"

At this moment, I pulled out my legs, raised my knees, and stomped on Dazai's instep. Dazai made a conditioned reflex, "Ouch", and the pain was so painful that he could not straighten his waist. I quickly made a panic-stricken appearance: "What's the matter, brother, can't hold back?!"

The people on the second floor paused.

Dazai raised his eyes and looked at me, with a forbearance expression that said he was satisfied, but I didn't see it, he squatted down, grabbed his shoulder and shook it violently: "Oh no, don't scare me Zai Zai, what's wrong with you Zai Zai? slaughter!"

The next second, I grabbed the back of Dazai's head and pressed him on my shoulder. I was heartbroken: "I didn't expect that the fate between you and my siblings would end tonight, and my parents died early. Today, my sister pulled you up with a pee and a poop, and ended up folding you on a toilet..."

After saying that, I twisted my thighs hard and squeezed out two tears.

After the feelings were in place, I turned my head to look at the big brother on the second floor with a confused face, and began to scold that the world is getting worse and worse: "It's all your fault, if you're willing to borrow the toilet, he won't burst. If I die, leave me, a beautiful girl with no power to tie a chicken, to live in the world!"

The man was silent for a while, then shouted: "You think I'm blind, obviously you stepped on—"

"Zaizai!" I turned around and hugged Dazai's head again, tears and snot, "Do you know how much our leader of the Takase Society misses you, when you leave, the old man's heart will definitely cool down. Oh, take pity on my sister, I want white-haired people to send black-haired people at a young age. After you settle down in hell, you can dream of anything you want, and don't take me with you..."

"Wait!" The enemy caught the key words in this sentence, and quickly ran down from the second floor, braking the car beside us, "Which organization do you think you are from?"

"Takasekai," I glared at him fiercely, "is the legendary mercenary group that is extremely vicious. Are you afraid? If you are afraid, I will burn Gaoxiang for my slaughter and let him go in peace."

"No...you wait."

The man picked up the communicator and seemed to be contacting a person of high authority.

Dazai already understood what I meant, and quietly leaned on my shoulder and pretended to be dead. After a while, the man cut off contact and looked down at me: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry about your brother."

"How to say?"

"Our leader intends to interview you and discuss a solution."

Hearing this, I immediately let go of Dazai, he pretended to be like that, and he rolled on the ground and stopped moving.

"I agree, let's go."

Seeing my promise so readily, the man was a little surprised. He pointed to Dazai on the ground and asked, "Don't care about your brother?"

"Hey," I walked in front of him, stretched out my hand and patted his shoulder, "people can't be resurrected from the dead, please sympathize with me. Although he is dead, we are still alive. The living have to look forward, right? "

"...You're quite thoughtful!"

Next, I followed the man into the stronghold. The interior of the stronghold was heavily guarded. Even the corridors had patrols equipped with heavy weapons. Before entering the office at the end of the corridor, the man knocked on the door three times, and then paused for a second. Then I knocked three more times, and I heard the sound of weapons being removed from inside, and then the door opened.

Rather than an office, this place is more like a study, with dim light, only the lamp on the table is still bright, and a woman sitting on the side of the table looks middle-aged.

I walked into the room, and the man who brought me in voluntarily backed out.

"You said you were from the Takase Society?" The woman closed the book in her hand and looked up at me, "Is there any evidence?"

I asked back, "Evidence?"

"Why, don't you want to take it?"

"That's not true," I stretched out my palms and spread my front and back feet slightly apart, "because I don't have one at all."

As soon as I finished speaking, I was immediately behind the woman, and I slapped her down and stunned her. The bodyguard in the room quickly pulled out the gun, but before the trigger was pressed, the gun fell to the floor with a bang. On - I was standing behind him at this time, maintaining the posture of using the knife.

On the way here, I searched with my eyes, but I couldn't find the dark room. The only place where the documents were stored could be here, the study where the enemy leader was.

When I walked to the tallest and widest bookcase, I found a book that looked different from the brothers around me. I was about to pick it up, but suddenly I heard a knock on the door...Isn't it, come again? !

I quickly hid by the door, intending to strike first, but who knew that the door opened and a familiar head greeted me.

The knife stopped just as it was about to hit him.

"Almost hurt you," I said.

"Almost is the wrong word," Dazai pointed to the instep of his own feet, "Thanks to you, I was lame all the way."

I glanced outside the gate and asked, "Where are the patrols?"

"I hacked their alarm system and have now been distracted by the fake fire alarm."

"That means the enemy will be back soon?"

"It's difficult," Dazai walked past me, the suit jacket on his shoulders fluttering in the wind, "It's already done over there in Chuya, and I just happened to lead them to a feng shui treasure place where they could meet Chuya by chance."

So you are ready to let Zhongya take over all the enemies from the beginning, right?

Dazai stood where I was looking for the documents, took down a stack of documents hidden in the books, and read out the title: "Details of the number of GSS vaults..."

"GSS?" I fought next to him and craned my neck to take a look. "That means there is information about other organizations?"

After confirming this, Dazai and I began to search separately. Of course, the search was not always silent.

"To be honest, Miss Hyuga often does things that I don't expect."

"Don't pay attention to the details," I took out a book and found a map in the mezzanine that marked all major Mafia strongholds in Yokohama, "Look, the plan is going well, and it saves money compared to your plan. a lot of time."

Dazai bent down and pulled out a few pieces of paper from the bottom of the bookcase: "I would be happier if it wasn't for my feet."

After a search by the two of us, the study has completely turned into a tragic situation after the devils entered the village, but the bookcases have not been found, the revolution has not yet succeeded, and the search still needs to be done.

"Dazai Dazai, come here!"

"Huh?" Dazai came over after hearing the sound, "What did you find?"

I pointed to the title of the stack of materials and asked, "What does this read?"

"…"

Dazai stared at the document for a while, then his eyes moved to my face: "You don't know English?"

English? I am not happy with the six-year compulsory education of Konoha.

Dazai took the information and turned a few pages, and asked casually, "How do you say it accidentally?"

"Onenos/mallheart."

Dazai stopped turning the page: "Where's the faucet?"

"Somethingcanhualahuala?"

"...Do you know by secret observation?"

“|ω·`)”

I saw Dazai raised his hand to cover his lips and silently turned his head to one side.

I exploded: "Don't laugh!"

Can Dazai listen to me? That must not be. My frizz can't stop his laughter from overflowing between my fingers. My cheeks are flushed. The page gave up, this English report is only suitable for sending to the secret code class!

"Stop laughing," I shoved the report into his arms, "translate it."

The laughter was over but the smile still remained, Dazai's mouth still had a curvature, but when he took a look at the report, the curvature clearly disappeared.

"Written what?" I asked.

"It's just a psychological diagnosis certificate." Dazai dropped the paper and turned around to continue rummaging.

I picked up the stack of books and tried to identify the words I was familiar with. The translation was like squeezing toothpaste: "I, can't, what kind of work..."

Dazai couldn't listen anymore: "It's 'I don't know how to live'."

This is a psychological diagnosis of a suicide. Just from the title, you can see that it is not something positive.

The atmosphere suddenly became dull, and there was only the sound of flipping books around, which was more terrifying than pure silence. I wonder if the diagnosis had brought back memories. After a while, Dazai suddenly said: "Hinata Miss, do you think life has meaning?"

"What nonsense," I devoted myself to looking for books for three hundred years, "Isn't life itself a meaning?"

I found it strange that the other party didn't answer, so I pulled my head out of the sea of ​​books, and when I turned around, I found Dazai looking straight at this side, his eyes widened slightly, as if he had heard something incredible: "You... "

Before he could finish speaking, the phone rang suddenly. He opened the cover of the phone and held it to his ear: "Yes, it's cleaned up."

It's time to go out and rendezvous.

I packed all the documents and took the first step out of the door of the house. Unexpectedly, just as my heels landed on the ground, two gunshots suddenly sounded behind me. I quickly turned around and caught sight of the still smoking muzzle and the holding gun. man with gun.

Dazai put the gun that belonged to the enemy leader on the table, his tone was the same as usual: "You can go."

The two people who were only knocked unconscious now have a hole in each of them, and the **** smell gradually spreads, even the evening wind can't blow away.

The sky outside was darker, and only the figure under the street lamp was still bright.

"Too slow." Zhong also commented.

"It's too much," Dazai pretended to have just experienced a tough battle, "It's hard work to find things."

"Who cares about you," Zhongya put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at me and asked, "Hey, are you not hurt?"

I raised the folder in my hand and smiled: "No, no, not a single hair."

All the materials that should be robbed have been robbed, and the enemies that should have been destroyed have also been destroyed. The great revenge will be avenged, and there is no point in staying any longer, so Zhong also proposed to go to the tavern to relax. As for Dazai, stay where it is cool.

I raise my hands and feet in approval.

But just as I was fortunate to have gotten rid of my status as a cheap labor force and was about to embrace freedom, my wrist was pulled from behind.

"No way," Dazai grinned, "Ichito has already promised me to go somewhere else to celebrate."

I'm confused, when did it happen?

Zhong also almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and he asked me, "You promised him?"

I shook my head wildly, but when my eyes touched Dazai, I subconsciously weakened the swing, and hesitantly said: "It seems... that is indeed the case."

"What is it like!"

Zhongya's eyes turned back and forth between me and Dazai, and then he looked directly into my eyes, his sharp blue pupils filled with seriousness: "So, who are you going with?"