I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

Isabel buried her head in her mother's arms, listening to her parents' strong heartbeats, and felt a sense of security she had never felt before.

She glanced up at Zhu Yu, who was crouching in the corner seemingly searching for something, her cheeks flushed.

She thought she would never forget this day.

*

The day to return to Yokohama finally arrived.

Isabel had left the gift she had prepared at the mall and couldn't find it, so she went and bought a new one.

She gave Zhu Yu and Luan Bu each a silk scarf, carefully wrapped it up, and handed it to them.

Fitzgerald was very grateful for Zhu Yu and Ranbu's help, saying that the two would be friends with his family forever and that they were welcome to visit again in the future.

This was a promise made out of personal favor, and he naturally didn't shortchange the two materially either.

Upon learning from the two transcendents that Zhu Yu also owned a snack company, he immediately began collaborating with the company to help expand into overseas markets and promote the expansion and upgrading of the production line.

Backed by the Fitzgerald family, this long-established snack company, whose fame was originally limited to Japan, has been revitalized.

The Armed Detective Agency received a large investment, leaving Fukuzawa Yukichi stunned and staring at the string of numbers for a long time.

If it weren't for Fukuzawa Yukichi stopping him, Fitzgerald could have taken over all the confectionery shops in Yokohama and given them to Ranpo.

After being firmly rejected by Fukuzawa Yukichi, he settled for second best and obtained VIP cards for various confectionery shops for Ranpo. Of course, the cards themselves were eventually handed over to Fukuzawa Yukichi for safekeeping.

In front of Fitzgerald's private jet, Isabel buried her face in Zhu Yu's stomach and rubbed against it reluctantly.

Carl simply nestled on Zhu Yu's shoulder and didn't move, leaving Po to call out to it wistfully.

Zhu Yu put her knowledge to good use, saying goodbye properly to each of the NPCs who came to see her off, and then lifting up Isabel and Karl one by one to give them a little "inhalation" before putting them back.

The group embarked on their journey back to Yokohama.

Chuuya specially canceled his schedule for the day to pick him up at the airport. He leaned against the railing, wearing a light-colored hooded sweatshirt, the drawstring of which swayed gently with his body movements.

When he saw Zhu Yu and his group come out, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously took a step to walk over, but he paused and forced down his excitement, and walked over steadily.

"Welcome back," he said, trying to sound calm, his voice lower than usual and sounding somewhat stiff.

My hand instinctively reached out to take the luggage, but I grabbed nothing—the other person's hands were empty, not even a backpack.

Chuuya: ...That's right, she really doesn't need to bring luggage.

He coughed lightly, pretending nothing had happened, and then greeted Rimbaud and Verlaine in turn.

His gaze fell on Ranpo, and his eyes flickered.

Zhu Yu knew that he had a detective friend at the Armed Detective Agency, but this was the first time he had officially met the person.

He nodded to Ranpo, which was considered a greeting.

Ranpo had seen Chuuya a few times from afar before and knew that he was Zhu Yu's good friend in the Port Mafia, or rather, the reason she initially joined the Port Mafia.

The detective agency is great! But that idiot assistant just won't agree to join...

Thinking of this, Ranpo secretly pursed his lips, but still replied in a drawn-out tone, "Um... Hello, Hat-kun."

Although he wasn't wearing his little black top hat today, he just pulled the hoodie over his head...

"Hat, Hat-kun?" Chuuya's lips twitched. "Hey, my name is Nakahara Chuuya."

"Yes, Hat-kun, the famous detective knows. Is there a problem?" Ranpo said confidently.

Chuuya: ......

Later, the detective agency arrived and took Ranpo away. Chuuya and his group went to Yu's house first.

Verlaine hadn't seen his brother in a long time, so he invited him to have dinner with them.

Chu hesitated for a moment. He actually had things to take care of later, but... it had been a long time since he had seen everyone.

After thinking about it, I agreed.

Verlaine was immediately satisfied and went out to buy the ingredients needed for dinner.

Rimbaud figured the two children might have a good talk, so he made room for them and went out with Verlaine.

The moment the door closed, the breathing sounds in the house, now only occupied by the two people, suddenly became unusually clear.

Chuuya's gaze fell on the curtains, as if he were studying their pattern. After a long while, he finally managed to ask, "Did you have fun there?"

Zhu Yu recalled the results of exploring the new location "America" ​​and nodded: "Very good."

"And what about Chung-ye?" Zhu Yu returned the favor.

Chu also recalled the increasing number of field missions during this period, his expression subtle.

He didn't feel there was any secret he couldn't tell her. He mentioned a less bloody mission to her and also conveyed Mori Ōgai's message—starting tomorrow, she would be leading the leader's direct squad to deal with other forces' provocations against the Port Mafia.

Not only must we preserve the strength of the Hong Kong Triads, but we must also launch a powerful counterattack.

As for Chuuya, he and Dazai were tied together on missions by Mori Ougai during this time. He had to see Dazai's face every few days, which made Chuuya extremely annoyed. However, he did not resist Mori Ougai's arrangement and could only grit his teeth and team up with Dazai Osamu to do missions.

Sigh, if only [Kuzi] were here too. At least Dazai wouldn't have that gloomy look on his face so often, and he wouldn't always be thinking of walking into the enemy's line of fire...

Not only did he have to repel the enemy, but he also had to rescue the people. Chuuya's fists hardened.

*

Upon returning to work at the Port Mafia, Zhu Yu received a warm welcome from the members of the Port Mafia. On her way to the office, her arms were already piled high with food offered by the members of the Port Mafia.

Next, she went to the leader's office to accept the mission issued by Mori Ōgai, and then Alice hugged her and acted coquettishly.

Alice complained about how long she had been gone, and said she shouldn't do it again, and asked if she had missed her.

Zhu Yu stared at her, blinking, and suddenly noticed that Alice's color scheme seemed to resemble Isabelle's...

The game designer should be punished. How could the design of an important NPC be based on elements that are completely different from the game's? Come out and take your punishment.

However, Alice is more strikingly beautiful, while Isabel is more delicate.

Zhu Yu poked Alice's cheek, which earned her an angry glare.

Well, they all feel very good.

Chapter 180: Fishing for people

The bloodstains at the alley entrance had not yet dried, the walls were riddled with bullet holes, and the wind carrying the smell of gunpowder swept through the alley.

The lower-ranking members of the Port Mafia are busy collecting the bodies of fallen members. After taking these bodies back, the Port Mafia will distribute compensation to the families of the fallen.

The squad leader of the body-collecting team didn't need to do anything himself; he was currently observing his surroundings warily with a cigarette in his mouth.

A battle has just ended here. In the past, we could safely send logistics to bury the bodies, but now the Port Mafia is clashing more and more frequently with other forces, and the number of shootouts in Yokohama has increased several times over. It's hard to guarantee that another gunfight won't break out here.

They are low-level members, and their equipment is naturally inferior to that of the formal combat members. If they are unfortunately caught up in a direct firefight between two organizations, they won't even know how they died.

"Hurry up, we have to clear the area before dawn." The squad leader kicked a spent cartridge case at his feet with a tense expression. The sound of the metal casing scraping against the ground was like a snake flicking its tongue, which sent chills down one's spine in the dull alley.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt like he heard several gunshots coming from not far away.

If it's true, then it's highly likely that another battle has broken out.

If they're unlucky, it's not impossible that the enemy might get carried away and move closer to their position...

The team members responded quietly, and then they all sped up.

Moonlight filtered through the narrow wall, illuminating the dead man's wide-open eyes—it was Yoshida Akira, who had been transferred to a frontline combat squad some time ago. They had been drinking together just last week, and now the blood clotted on his cheeks had turned black.

The red-haired man knelt down, stared intently at Yoshida's face for a long time, closed his eyes, and put him into a body bag.

“Hey, Oda… Yoshida, that kid…” Another low-ranking member who knew Yoshida suddenly called out to the red-haired man, then fell silent again.

The red-haired man, whose full name was Oda Sakunosuke, didn't reply; he simply tightened the closure of the bag.

The heavy stench of blood emanating from the alley was intertwined with the death before our eyes, making it impossible to tell which was more suffocating.

As soon as Oda Sakunosuke picked up the bag, a horrific scene flashed before his eyes: he was falling straight down, a dark red flower of blood blooming on his chest, warm liquid flowing down his clothes and quickly merging with the ground beneath his feet.

His special ability, "Seamless," was activated.

【Seamless】 allows him to see the future for more than five seconds but less than six seconds.

"Danger!" he shouted to warn the others, his muscles tensing as he quickly moved to the side.

The next second, the bullet grazed his nose, carving a shallow dent in the brick wall opposite. Shards of brick splashed onto his cheek, stinging him intensely.

Upon being suddenly attacked, the members, who had been relaxed, instantly became alert, drawing their sidearms from their waists. The more quick-witted ones immediately raised the corpses on their shoulders to shield themselves.

More bullets pierced the night, striking the bodies that hadn't yet been loaded onto the truck with muffled thuds.

Oda Sakunosuke rolled along the wall to the corner. By then, several people had been shot and were lying in pools of blood. The remaining people were raising their pistols and returning fire in the direction from which the bullets came.

Gunshots rang out continuously.

Oda Sakunosuke's gaze had already locked onto the attacker's location. Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed his body against the wall and, using the corner as cover, flicked his wrist. A bullet precisely pierced the attacker's wrist, rendering him unable to attack without killing him.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly moved to a different position and fired a few more shots. Several other enemies who were approaching him immediately lost their grip on their guns in pain.

The movements were as fast as lightning, completed in one smooth motion.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many enemies. A group of people rushed out from the alley entrance, their firepower undiminished.

Bullets whizzed past my ears, leaving countless bullet holes in the wall, and more and more people were injured.

"It's over..."

The squad leader's heart sank, filled with despair. The enemy's firepower was too intense; their numbers were simply insufficient to cover the enemy's needs.

Sure enough, they were accidentally drawn into the main battlefield.

The squad leader had run out of bullets and could only watch helplessly as the enemy turned into the alley. The enemy had already raised their guns, the dark muzzles pointing directly at his chest.

He could even see the other man's finger tightening as he pulled the trigger, and the shadow of death loomed over him once more.

Just as the bullet was about to leave the barrel, he suddenly heard a whistling sound overhead. Countless green vines descended from the sky, like sharp spears, pinning all the enemies who thought they had victory in their grasp to the ground.

The tips of the vines dug deep into the ground, and the enemies screamed in agony. Blood flowed down the vines, making it look from a distance as if the vines were sucking blood—a truly eerie sight.

The squad leader looked up sharply and saw a girl with black hair and black eyes standing on the top of the left wall on both sides of the alley, looking down at the people below. The moonlight shone on her face, half of it bright and half of it hidden in shadow.

Her gaze swept quietly over everyone present.

"Lord Kawakami!" The junior leader recognized the man and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He would never mistake this person—it was none other than the mysterious and unfathomably powerful "Kihime Senra" from the Port Mafia.

Members of the Port Mafia who have followed Lord Kawakami on missions all speak highly of him. Not only is he incredibly strong, but he also cares about his subordinates. He always completes missions flawlessly, and if he finds a subordinate injured, he will treat them on the spot.

What a perfect boss!

In the hearts of ordinary members of the Port Mafia, Kawakami and Nakahara are tied for first place on the "Port Mafia's Most Desired Conscientious Boss List".

Zhu Yu originally came here to do a mission, but the enemy team she was facing was fighting and running away at the same time. Her teammates were not high level, and several of them were grazed by bullets, and some of them were almost killed on the spot.

She had no choice but to stop chasing the red-named NPC, give her teammate NPC some healing items, and then quickly catch up.

Fortunately, the red-named individuals didn't run far, and they were caught and dealt with quickly.

Unexpectedly, the green-named NPCs from the same faction ran into the red-named NPCs and got injured.

Zhu Yu withdrew her gaze from observing the health bars of the green-named enemies, tilted her head slightly, and nodded to the NPC who had called her: "Hello, Yamano Yoichi."

Oh, it's an NPC I've seen before. No wonder it has a name above its head.

Then she jumped down from the wall and quickly stuffed healing items into the wounded green-named NPCs.

Any later and the health bar will be almost empty.

Yamano Yoichi couldn't help but tear up. He never expected that after only meeting him once, Lord Kawakami would still remember the name of such a nobody as him...

He was filled with mixed emotions.

He had just thought he was going to die, but in the blink of an eye, he was given a chance to live. This huge contrast left him speechless. He wiped the sweat from his face and looked with admiration at Zhu Yu, who was bending over to treat the other lower-ranking members.

As expected of Lord Kawakami!

Zhu Yu, who suddenly noticed that her [Reputation Value] had increased slightly: ? ? ?

Chapter 181 A Great Help