Ms. Quan, who is male

Izumi did not answer Dazai Osamu's question immediately. Instead, he asked Dazai Osamu: "What is that guy's superpower?"

"That guy" obviously refers to Dostoevsky.

Dazai Osamu forked a piece of dessert and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he said inarticulately: "You will die if you touch it... or something?"

Quan blinked in surprise: "Undifferentiated passive skills?"

"No." Dazai Osamu denied this, "There should be specific restrictions." However, there is very little information and it is unknown at the moment.

"..." Izumi held his chin and fell into deep thought. Dazai Osamu did not rush him and just ate snacks on his own.

If only Dostoevsky had been there when he was taken away by the Special Agents Division, that's what I would say.

There is no secret that cannot be discovered with one shot of the Sharingan. If there is, then two shots.

In fact, this was his plan at the beginning. Unexpectedly, he was attacked and fell into a coma in bed as a result of "co-eating". When he woke up, Dostoyevsky had already been arrested by the Special Agent Division.

It was taken.

Uncertain... This is also one of the reasons why the other party suddenly sent people to attack him. The possibility is quite high.

"Tsk." Quan clicked his lips in displeasure, and then asked, "Where will he be taken?"

If he is still in Japan, then he may be able to use space to move...

"I advise you to give up your current method." Dazai Osamu understood his method almost instantly, "He should be transferred to a special prison. Only a few people know about that place.

The specific location. And even if you successfully infiltrate, you may not be able to find the place where he is being held."

"Is that so..." Quan's eyes flashed and his tone was subtle, "Then do you know that there is a space superpower user next to that guy?"

Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, and he was obviously surprised.

"It turns out," he glanced at Quan's hand, "you were tricked by that space superpower user."

Quan took a sip of tea and acquiesced.

"You know, when I was attacked, I was sitting in the car. The guy opened a space behind me - the kind that could allow a hand to pass through, and shot me in the back of the head."

Dazai Osamu's expression became condensed.

"A really annoying assassin..."

"He himself was mixed in with the crowd, not far from the place where the incident occurred. So I guess that his ability should be limited by distance."

"Hmm...I understand." Osamu Dazai nodded. In exchange, he told Izumi another piece of news, "What that guy took from Minato Kuro should be everyone from Minato Kuro to everyone, including the leader.

, information on cadres’ special abilities.”

Although it is just his inference, the possibility is very high, as: "The more people there are, the easier it is to make mistakes. There are not many members of the Dead House Rats participating in the co-devouring operation. The chess pieces are limited, so we can only work hard on reporting.

, allowing them to perform their functions efficiently in the best position.”

"If it were me, I would do this." He added, "Moreover, the fact that he has repeatedly tested your abilities is also evidence, isn't it?"

Izumi had already guessed how much. However, he captured some new information from the penultimate sentence of Osamu Dazai: "Are you someone else? Is he the same person as you?"

"Although this method is unpleasant, I can't seem to refute it?" Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks childishly, and lay facelessly on the glass table, putting on a face like a dumpling.

The information exchange is over, and there seems to be no point in staying any longer.

Izumi glanced at the time, clicked on the iron box in Dazai Osamu's hand, and motioned to Dazai Osamu: "I'm in a hurry, I didn't bring my wallet, so let him come out and pay quickly."

Dazai Osamu straightened his back, called the waiter, and asked him to pack up all the desserts in the store. Then he turned to Izumi, who was drinking tea calmly, and pointedly said: "Don't you need Dr. Yosano to treat you?

"

Quan shook his head: "Now that the positions of both sides are delicate, it is better to have less contact."

As soon as the bandage on his hand was removed, Mori Ogai naturally knew that he had sought treatment from the detective's doctor. With the Senju bloodline, his body's recovery ability is quite strong, so this injury should be healed soon.

There is no point in giving pigtails to a suspicious leader.

Again...

"The injured hand is my dominant hand, so I can just be lazy."

Osamu Dazai gave him a thumbs up and expressed his appreciation, but said: "You are so beautiful. I was kicked by a dwarf and broke my arm and several ribs, but I still wear a steel plate and a bandage to go out on missions."

Izumi pursed her lips and smiled reservedly: "My immediate superior is Momiji-san." The implication is that Ozaki Momiji can give him a leave note without having to ask Mori Ogai. And obviously, Ozaki Momiji is better than Mori Ogai.

There are too many.

As soon as he joined Hong Kong, Osamu Dazai became a direct subordinate of Mori Ogai: "..."

After Nakahara Chuuya came out of the book, he received a long bill - from his partner Dazai Osamu.

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "???"

Quan sat as steady as a mountain, eating the cake with a contented look on his face, with no intention of intervening.

After all, this can be regarded as a different kind of redemption. Who told Nakahara Chuuya to be imprisoned in a book by the detectives, and finally released because of Dazai Osamu's disqualification from the human world?

The two partners, who were naturally at odds with each other, started quarreling as soon as they met.

Dazai Osamu sarcastically mocked Nakahara Chuuya who was imprisoned in the book. As expected, the latter's anger boiled over a little bit. He grabbed Dazai Osamu's collar and veins popped up on his forehead.

Seeing that the two of them would start fighting in the next second, the young lovers drinking coffee nearby were so scared that they hugged each other tightly and shivered.

Just before Nakahara Chuuya's fist came up, Dazai Osamu took the right opportunity to jump out of his attack range, jumped up and down like a child, and turned around to leave. He did not forget to turn around and tell him: "Remember to take the ten boxes of canned crab meat with you."

Send it to the detective ~"

The two teacups floated up, and Nakahara Chuuya sneered. He saw him attacking the back of his head, but Izumi grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and said warmly: "Do as Mr. Dazai said."

"???" Zhongyuan Zhongya looked down at him in confusion.

"The co-phagy incident is over. The leader asked me to come over and negotiate with Mr. Dazai." Izumi patted his hand to reassure him, "You have to pay the ransom yourself, right? We will go back to recover later, so don't make trouble."

Zhongyuan Zhongya: “…………”

But hearing what Quan meant, was the leader out of danger now? He asked eagerly, and Quan gave an affirmative answer. Zhongyuan Zhongya breathed a sigh of relief visibly, and felt much more relaxed.

But at this time, he also noticed that Quan's hand was tightly wrapped with a bandage, and his face suddenly darkened: "Why is it injured?"

"I'll explain it to you later."

Izumi turned his head and raised his voice to Osamu Dazai, who was drifting away: "Goodbye, Mr. Dazai. Please convey my greetings to all the detectives on my behalf."

Dazai Osamu waved his hand without looking back: "I know~"

Next time something happens where Hong Kong gangsters and detectives have different positions, then they will be enemies.

This is a tacit thing.

Quan lowered his eyes and poked at the small cakes on the plate.

The detective has a life-saving grace. When the three of them fought, he was not a member of the Hong Kong and Mafia. In this case of the symphagocytosis incident, he was able to avoid a head-on confrontation with the detective in the name of Mori Ogai having an extra mission.

What about next time, next time?

He will not and cannot always do this. Because he is now a member of the Hong Kong gang, and his current Itamori Ogai will never allow Izumi to encounter anything related to the detective.

Hiding behind and not taking action.

Nakahara Chuuya took out the card and handed it to the waiter who was standing aside waiting for the check. After sending the person away, he pulled out his chair and sat down next to Izumi. He lowered his voice and had a serious face, as if he was thinking about something important.

Dequan: "What happened after that?"

Quan stuffed the last bite of cake into his mouth, wiped his mouth slowly, and briefly described what happened after Nakahara Chuuya was imprisoned in the book.

"...That's almost it." Quan Dian reminded, "The unidentified space superpower user is an untimed bomb, which is a little tricky. You must be more careful."

"Indeed." Zhongyuan Zhongya frowned, feeling troubled as well.

He was stunned and suggested: "I will take you to carry out space transfers a few more times on weekdays. You can experience it more and be able to detect the abnormality of space distortion."

"Well, let's try it first."

After talking about business, Nakahara Chuya stared at the dessert plates on the table and asked in a subtle tone, "How much did you eat?"

Quan's hand stretched out to another small piece of cake and paused suddenly. Then he said nonchalantly, "Have a piece. I was talking about business with Mr. Dazai and didn't bother to eat it."

"Oh?" Nakahara Chuuya glanced at the half-foot-high plate, obviously not believing it - is it possible to make him believe that these were all eaten by that guy Osamu Dazai?

"You did it before in Ninja Continent. When I hear the truth, you won't lie." Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes dangerously, giving him the last chance.

"..." Quan's eyes wandered and he reported a number in a weak tone.

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "..."

He was silent for a while, wondering: "Are you the reincarnation of the cake spirit?"

Quan was stunned at first, then laughed loudly: "It's not me eating the cake, but me being eaten!"

Yes, if the cake spirit is reincarnated, wouldn't it be eaten by others... hmm? Wait a minute.

Zhongyuan Zhongye looked at the cream on the cake thoughtfully, and suddenly came up with a not so serious idea.

hiss--

It seems... a bit interesting. How about giving it a try?

"!" What's happening???

Suddenly I felt a chill running down my spine, and I shivered involuntarily. I felt like I was being targeted by a ferocious carnivore.

He looked around vigilantly and found nothing unusual, but he did see Hiratsu Yanana and Yumeno Kusaku walking towards them.

It shouldn't be these two people, right?

Quan frowned in confusion.

"What? There are enemies?" Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled away from his thoughts, noticed Quan Ning's expression, and looked around him.

"No..." Quan said uncertainly, "Maybe it was my misunderstanding."

"Oh, is it so?"

Now that nothing happened, Zhongyuan Zhongya took the card handed back by the waiter, stood up and stretched, then stretched out his hand to Quan and smiled brightly: "Let's go back."

Quan handed his hand to him: "Yes."