[Random debuff: Night Blindness]

[Duration: 3 hours]

You're in luck. 】

Blind...... Nyctalopia...... Mizushimagawa scratched his head.

Perhaps because of his good deeds, the debuff he drew this time cost almost nothing, and it had no effect on his life at all...... He couldn't see it anyway.

Matsuda Jinpei chatted with him for a while, and also stuffed his phone number into Mizushima Kawayan's mobile phone.

Although domestic violence is not his responsibility, he cannot watch people suffer.

The speed at which he pressed the button was extremely fast, Mizushima Chuanyan's mobile phone was the kind of style that would automatically broadcast the voice, and when he typed, the letters were bitten one by one, and the electronic sounds were about to become ghost animals, and a successfully saved voice at the end was successfully reported.

When he saved the phone number, he saw the address book, which was empty, there were few phone numbers, the top one was a long foreign name, one was marked with the insurance company, and the others almost had no names, just a string of numbers.

Looking at it this way, Mizushima Kawayan is really a lonely person.

He seems to have become the only two names on the phone.

He listened for a while while while the transcript was written, and one of the robbers claimed that Mizushima Kawayo had used an over-the-shoulder throw on him, and when the policeman in charge of the interrogation asked Mizushima Kawayo, he saw that this beautiful young man was a pitiful blind man......

"The scum of these years is really outrageous, even the disabled are bullied, I bah!"

"I'm so scared." Mizushima Kawayan raised his neck, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he always felt very uncomfortable with a bandage around his neck, "I accidentally fell and fell on him...... Probably crushed him. ”

To be honest, his deliberate wrestling component accounts for the majority, and with his current balance, if he doesn't want to fall, he can just take a fancy Thomas slalom nearby. But he really wanted to stomp on that fool.

"It's not your fault." The police officer in charge of the interrogation was completely merciful, "Go home and drink some hot water, get a good night's sleep, and forget about today's incident." ”

"Okay, thank you."

When the transcript was over, Matsuda Jinshun sent him to the taxi.

"I hope I'll see you next time, not in such a dangerous place." Matsuda bit a cigarette and didn't light it.

Mizushima Kawayan thought about it, reported the name of his community, and said, "I hope Matsuda-kun's workload will decrease day by day." ”

Both smiled.

……

"System, you say, who exactly are the 'adults' they were talking about at that time?"

[I didn't see it, you're quite enthusiastic.] 】

"Hey." Mizushima Kawayan was busy with the insurance company, and the whole person was a little lazy at this time, and his tone dragged on for a long time, "Boss, you can't say that about me." Obviously, you wanted to save people at that time. ”

[Do I have it?] 】

"Yes, it's pretty obvious." Mizushima didn't dwell on this topic for too long, he yawned, "Gin must have doubted me today, I always feel like something is staring at me." System, boss, adult, help......"

System: [......]

It also gently lifts the topic.

[The talent of the debuff is enough for you to survive.] It said, "I'm going to sort out the promotional video materials, don't call me if it's okay." 】

Mizushima wanted to say something, but the phone rang suddenly, it was Fyodor's phone.

- He invited Mizushima to his house for dinner.

"I don't have to cook my own food or order takeout." He was pleased, "Yes! ”

……

Nakahara Nakaya saw Osamu Dazai playing that pixel art game when he went to work again.

What's the fun?

This time it didn't seem to be the same, and he caught a glimpse of a CG swiping across the screen. CG painting style is exquisite, and the contrast with the simple villain is great, the perspective is the bottom-up kind, beautiful, skeletal five fingers open palm occupies the bottom of the picture, the line of sight along the arm up, you can see a young man in light-colored pajamas, messy clothes, he raised his chin, inexplicably a little bit of a little domineering, but his face was soft red, purple eyes were hazy.

Take a closer look.

The young man's hand was pressed on a man's chest.

He's sitting on top of a person, except that this person is almost off-screen.

Hiss......

Osamu Dazai snapped the screen and tapped his fingers on the table: "Nakaya, what are you looking at?" ”

"No-" Nakahara also panicked for a second, paying a little guilt for his fishing, and then reacted, "I just want to ask, you like to play games so much?" ”

Osamu Dazai didn't answer him. His bastard leader has always been a riddler, and when it's okay, it's "I know", "I understand", "I understand", and his eyes are written "why are you so stupid" inside and out. Maybe there is something deep in the pixel game, especially the kind of decryption game that is serious, and it is not necessarily the international smuggling fund chain behind it.

CG should ...... There is also a deep meaning.

"Nakaya, go out for a walk with me."

Nakaya Nakahara: ?

He almost thought he had misheard: "What are you thinking?" Go out and receive an assassination? ”

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and glanced at him, looking at the fool: "As the leader, you are shopping around your own company, there is a problem?" ”

- I was walking around my house.

It's okay, although there have been a few assassinations inside the house, but the means of dealing with it are also more complete, and it is much safer than outside. Since Osamu Dazai took office, there have been more than a dozen assassinations a month at high frequencies, and people have come to die in an average of two or three days. Now that the prestige has been established, there are a lot fewer miscellaneous fish, but there are a lot of enemies, and the assassination methods are about to be swept up to the sky.

Originally, the floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the blue sky of Yokohama were installed with a hard, thick opaque curtain.

Osamu Dazai rarely goes out of the office either.

He had already stood up, his untimely red scarf casually draped over his body, and pushed open the door to the chief's office: "Is the slug's reaction speed so slow......" his mocking voice floated over.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed and chased after him.

……

To be honest, there's really not much to visit inside the port of Mafia.

In the early years, they were a serious and violent organization, with a constant change of personnel, and a focus on natural selection. Later, it developed step by step, and after Osamu Dazai came to power, he expanded infinitely and stretched out his hand to different fields. Now it's more like a regular company than a violent Mafia, with all departments running in an orderly manner.

The office space and facilities are also quite advanced, and several profiteering channels in the Kanto region have been grasped by them, and the chaebols and political circles have some contacts with them, and money rolls in every year.

I have to say that Osamu Dazai is really talented in management.

Zhongyuan Zhong also followed behind his own leader, not leaving an inch. His job is to protect, as for Osamu Dazai, what he wants to see when he goes out to shop, and whether he needs flattery, it has nothing to do with him at all.

The newly built office was painted with white paint, and it is said that in order to prevent the remnants of the renovation, the subordinates in charge of internal affairs brought in a lot of greenery, and even raised half of the wall of hanging ivy.

Osamu Dazai paused, raised his hand, and touched the turquoise leaves.

"Nakaya." He suddenly spoke, "Is that CG good-looking?" ”

"It's pretty good-looking......" As soon as he finished speaking, Nakahara found that he was being tricked, and he peeked at the game screen to hammer. So he coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Osamu Dazai hooked the corners of his lips without smiling: "What do you think?" ”

Nakahara also felt that there was a pit, but he didn't bother to speculate on the mind of Osamu Dazai, tired.

"That character is pretty and the protagonist is controlled by the player? Or a supporting role? He thought about it for a moment, "Is that his boyfriend lying under him?" ”

Syllable.

Osamu Dazai pulled off the leaves of the ivy.

"I'll have one in my office, too." He said without a word.

Then the second sentence.

"Now, Nakaya, how about you go and dye a green hair?"

Nakahara Nakaya: ???

……

Gin has been looking for Mizushima River for several days.

Many people already know that he has been looking for someone like crazy lately.

Gin doesn't mind other people's speculation, he just wants to vent his anger. However, the Mizushima River Banquet is like a fish swimming into the water, and there are few traces.

Today was a pleasant surprise.

When he saw the person he would never forget when he saw him for the first time, he threw himself into the arms of the others, Gin just wanted to sneer: thought he couldn't recognize it when he looked at his back?

This is pure insult.

He followed Mizushima Kawayan, like a patient dormant hunter, quietly waiting for him to come out of the insurance company, bought a high-end fruit as a souvenir, and returned to a certain community to knock on the door of a family. After about two hours, the man came out with a red face, and talked and laughed with the people inside the door.

Gin held on until he went downstairs and out into the street. The neighborhood is remote, and there are not many people under the dim street lamps.

This is the best chance to get started.

He finally made a move, ambushed from behind, choked Mizushima Chuanyan's throat, and didn't drag people into the alley and slammed them against the wall too easily. Raised another leg, stepped on his shoulders with pointed shoes, raised his hand to pull the safety bolt, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Mizushima Kawayan's eyebrows.

He's really going to blow up.

The humiliation of the first few days, the ten minutes of being ridden under him and playing with it wantonly, will never be forgotten. If he let go of the Mizushima River banquet, he wouldn't have to call gin in this life, he would just find a suitable place to finish himself, and the gin would be written upside down on the tombstone.

If it weren't for Hoshikawa's clue to be broken on the person Mizushima Chuanyan, he would definitely have killed this person directly with one shot.

"Got you." A grim smile hung on the corner of his lips, as if he could toast to the blood of the water island river banquet in the next second.

Mizushima Chuanyan looked up with his face, still looking dazed: "Hiss...... W-What? ”

Gin sneered, remembering that this guy was blind, and he couldn't feel the threat when he was pointed at gunpoint, so he had to use more practical movements.

So he stepped forward and put a gun in his right hand against Mizushima Kawa's lips.

"You ......" Gin was almost ready to say those threatening words, and if Mizushima didn't comply, or lied, then he would have to taste the taste of a bullet piercing his throat and bursting the back of his head - to tell the truth, he would have shot him in the center of his eyebrows.

But seeing that Mizushima Kawayan lowered his head, he was like the kind of canary that was raised very well, accustomed to being fed, and felt the hard object on his lips, and he didn't know what this thing was, so he stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the cold muzzle.

He immediately realized that it was not for food, and that there was no one to feed him like Fyodor did, so he immediately withdrew the tip of his tongue and licked his lips at the end.

What is this? Lick it, can't eat it...... Not.

"Sister...... Ah no, brother. Not knowing if it was nervousness or what, he swallowed, "I was wrong......"

"Excuse me...... I might ...... Got your gun dirty? ”