He went outside to smoke because of Mi, and found that it was time to sleep. Someone had disappeared.

Xiao Yi immediately covered his collar and looked at Oda Suke in shock.
"Are you sick and peeking at the girls’ room?"
Oda Suke is an honest man. I can’t see that Xiaoyi is trying to change the subject. After a while, he quickly explained.
"I didn’t see anything because your curtains weren’t drawn and you weren’t there."
Yi is adamant
"What else do you want to see if you don’t see it?"
Oda help has not been bypassed. He looked at Xiao Yi’s way.
"Are you unwilling to let me know?"
"Yes, I know you’re still …" Xiao Yi consciously wanted him to stop asking, but suddenly he reacted and glared at Oda Suke. "Are you cheating me on purpose?"
Oda Suke is still that honest face.
"I didn’t. If you don’t want me to know, then I don’t know."
"Then you are not allowed to be in front of uncle."
Small yi not trust told a way
She was satisfied only after she got the promise of ODA, and then she thought about asking Uncle Fat what flowers he liked.
This ODA helper doesn’t know that Uncle Fat doesn’t seem to have a special preference for flowers. It’s not fixed that he buys flowers in vases.
Small yi smell speech way
"Then I’ll go to the flower shop in the front street and look for me when you are ready."
Then she waved her hand and was about to go out.
Fruit heard ODA help a thank you, but she still gave a hand and didn’t admit it or deny it.
Oda helps to find this room, and some of it is surrounded by old houses. Xiaoyi strolled along the path and went to the commercial street. She found a flower shop, and the door was full of fragrant flowers.
The shop owner is a very gentle young lady and asks her what she wants to do when buying flowers. Is there a specified range?
Designated range …
Xiaoyi looked at those prices and then thought about her pocket, which was cleaner than a dog licking. I really wanted to ask my little sister if she spent 100 yen.
However, in this era when rice balls cost tens of yen, one hundred yuan is probably enough to buy a dog tail grass.
She gave her little sis a smile trying to hide her poverty.
"I don’t know. Let me see for myself first."
Miss Jie thought she was shy, so she smiled and made a gesture of help and went to the side to prune the flowers.
*
Osamu Dazai is on the top floor of the Mafia Building in the port, where there is a whole wall with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking most of Yokohama. People are as small as ants. It is easy to have a lot of thoughts on the word benefit after staying here for a long time.
Of course, there is a main European-style backrest seat where a man in a black trench coat is sitting with a black collar standing up in the light and shadow, with black hair hanging down and a pale face. Isn’t it a vampire earl’s feeling
This is Mori ōgai, the leader of the port mafia.
There is also a waist-high blonde with neat bangs. The seven-year-old girl’s eyes are blue, she is wearing a red lotus leaf collar doll skirt and a red butterfly on her head.
She is lying on the ground, drawing something on a blank sheet of paper. The scene that the sun shines on her through the window is quite pleasing to the eye, but the picture she draws is not so beautiful.
The faces are painted with childish strokes, and each of the dead people is wearing a gray cloak. At the moment, she is using red crayons to add red dots to the eyebrows of those people.
Osamu Dazai walked straight to the man’s desk without looking at the girl.
"Chief, you wanted to see me?"
He was left in the office late and was released early today, and then he was taken to the door of Mori ōgai’s office.
"Tae Jae, look at this."
Mori ōgai stretched out his hand and pushed the information to him as if he had forgotten how to bet Osamu Dazai before.
Osamu Dazai picked up the information and looked at it. There were many photos of dead people, each wearing a gray cloak and each with a gunshot wound between the eyebrows.
Kill with one blow and the position is almost exactly the same.
Osamu Dazai turned over the photos and was a little surprised to think that her gun skills were so powerful?
Or is this due to her ability?
The last one is Andre’s photo. When the photo was taken, the morning sun shone through the glass window. He was lying on the ground peacefully. If he didn’t look at his blood, he seemed to be asleep.
Osamu Dazai looked at this photo for a long time, but he didn’t see any power that caused the scar. There were no mushrooms and no ice. Look at his inspection report again. It seems that the scars all over his body are all guns and melee.
Although he guessed that the woman had succeeded as early as when he was released, he was even more puzzled when he saw these materials. How did the woman do it?
"Narrow Door" is definitely not a good ability to deal with. You know, Ueda helped to become a top killer when he was a teenager like this.
Such a person can’t think of a good way even if he is caught off guard for a while. How on earth did she kill Andre?
There is a surge of curiosity and doubt in my heart. Osamu Dazai put the information back.
"Finished"
Mori ōgai lifted his eyes.
"These marks are probably caused by one person. Tell me your opinion."
*
Half an hour later, Osamu Dazai walked out of the gate, and he returned to the office again, but this time it was different. He didn’t have to be guarded, and the mobile phone returned to his hand.
However, he didn’t look at this mobile phone, skillfully pulled out another mobile phone from his clothes and then sent a text message.
Very fast, fast and clean. Everyone except Andre was shot between the eyebrows and died. I was right about you.
But Andre’s narrow door is not easy to deal with. You’re not dead?
I’m afraid the port mafia and the special branch are looking for you now. Maybe you need a safe place to hide?
It’s hard to say if I forgot what I wanted to gamble at that time. Osamu Dazai’s words were all about my insight, my heart and greetings to Xiao Yi. If this text message is sent out, it’s like sinking into the sea.
The other party doesn’t want to talk to him at all.