disqualified hero

May [-]th, sunny.

10: 00am

Asuka was fidgeting in the office. Dazai Osamu did not come to work with him yesterday, but only sent an ambiguous text message / I will go to confirm some things, and I will be back soon /, but no one was seen, and the message and phone call did not return. No matter when you are not in the service area, it seems that you have gone to the deep mountains and old forests far away from modern society.

"What's the matter, Asuka-senpai?" Kusama, who was in the same office, asked, "Is there something wrong with work?" He looked around again and said, "Did Mr. Dazai not come today?"

"Yeah." Hearing Dazai's name, Asuka became more irritable and complained to his subordinates, "He said some inexplicable things the night before yesterday, and then he couldn't get in touch with anyone at all. He was still on the phone all day yesterday. District, what a headache."

[Missing?Could it be that he just slipped away seeing that there was no hope of solving the case? ] Kusama thought, but went up and said, "Something inexplicable?"

Asuka recalled the scene of that day.Dazai Osamu's reading speed is quite fast. In a few days, he investigated all the cases involved in Fujisui, including the other party's life experience, Mrs. Jin's resume, and the past experiences of some missing police officers. He goes in and out of the underground warehouse that has been dusty for many years, just like walking in his own back garden, knowing the name of every flower and plant by heart.

He was ordered around by the other party, and he only acted as a helper.

The night before yesterday, Dazai finished reading the massive amount of information, lay on his back on the sofa, and tapped his lips with his fingertips: "Well, I almost know the connection, and then I just need to confirm the method and find the evidence. .”

"Ah?" Asuka's expression was very funny, there were only question marks in his heart.

[What do you understand? ]

[Why don't I understand anything? ]

"Can you explain, Mr. Dazai." He asked sincerely, "I really can't understand it at all."

"Ah, is that so?" Dazai's legs were raised on the sofa, his two feet crossed with the knee bent as a fulcrum, his right calf was half-hanging in the air, the toes were still a little bit, and the rhythm of ups and downs was like a child's hand bouncy ball.

He wore a pair of white cotton socks.

[Strangely cute. ]

In the next second, Asuka shook his head desperately, trying to get the thought out of his mind.

"How should I put it, if you read these materials and keep them in your mind, even Shuji-kun can find connections in them. In that case, 60.00% of the reasoning has been completed." Osamu Dazai was still shaking his calves when he spoke , his legs are thin and straight, "Ten years later, I am also a person who likes to show off my talents. Once I have an idea, I have to say it, and I have to give a bit of sarcasm to the ignorant. But now..."

He jumped up and sat up straight on the sofa.

"Let's wait until everything is confirmed." He said, "I'm going to look for evidence tomorrow, work hard, Mr. Asuka."

"That's it." Asuka sighed after finishing speaking, "I have no idea what he found."

"You can deduce it by looking at the file, it's a lie."

"It should be just talking casually. He hasn't done anything so far."

"Ah, even Sasaki was caught taking care of the children, it's scary."

[Unknowingly, everyone in the office gathers around. ] Asuka thought, [Obviously I'm only talking to Kusama, right? ]

"No, this should not be the case." Asuka retorted, "Mr. Dazai is really very smart, smart beyond the realm of genius, and so is the kid. Didn't even Ozawagawa praise him for being great?"

"Ah, Ozawagawa," Kusama said, "he's a weird guy too."

Asuka didn't want to continue the topic. People in the police station had similar opinions on Ozawakawa. There were two groups of forensic doctors in their sub-bureau, consisting of four people. Ozawachuan had the highest number of autopsies, far surpassing the second place. The technology is also very good, but he is very strange, or because he is too smart, few people are willing to associate with him.

When he looked at other people, his eyes were straight, and his eyeballs were as transparent as glass beads.

[His professional level is also much higher than others, and he can occasionally act as a guest detective. ] Asuka's fighting spirit was not strong, he didn't agree with what Kusama said, but he refused to say it, he just swallowed it silently, looked at the faces of his subordinates, noncommittal.

[After an hour, call Dazai again. ]

"By the way, Senior Asuka." Kusama said suddenly, "Can I leave early tonight, it doesn't have to be too early, just leave before nine o'clock."

Asuka nodded first: "It's fine if there is no extra work."

"Thank you, thank you." He clasped his palms together and thanked you, "I have a very important appointment that must not be late, thank you so much."

……

13: 00pm

Sasaki is off today.

In terms of the nature of their work, they also have a two-day break system, but the rest time is different for each person, some are on holidays and some are on weekdays, and they have to rush to the police station when a major incident occurs. Not much difference.

He took the documents home to read, and the low table was covered with various leather bag folders. Shuji Tsushima was lying on the tatami mat, playing games and eating snacks, with no intention of helping him.

[No, I can't stand it anymore. ]

He stood up with a bang and said to Shuji Tsushima, "I'll go out for a walk."

"I want to eat crab sticks." Shuji Tsushima ordered a snack with his legs crossed. His stomach was pressed against the tatami mat, his elbows were on the ground, and he held the game console in both hands. , very playful.

"I want crab sticks from Hokkaido."

[It’s too happy, isn’t it like this for all children? ] Sasaki only felt deep helplessness, and even the migraine caused by reading for a long time was relieved, leaving a part of his brain full of cases for crab sticks.

"I see," he asked, "is the 7-11 okay?"

"Whatever you want." Shuji Tsushima didn't even look back at him.

The apartment door was closed.

……

Sasaki walked all the way down Changbanpo. His apartment was built on a high ground. When he walked down to the commercial street, today was a weekday and it was afternoon. There were few people on the street, he walked aimlessly, thinking about crab sticks for a while, thinking about the case for a while, and walked to the door of the bookstore unknowingly.

He always buys mystery novels in this store, and he also met Ms. T in the store. He has a unique feeling for this old store. The store is not young, so the door is not a common sensor door nowadays, and customers need to push hard. Open, handmade wind chimes are hung under the eaves, and the bells will ring when the wind blows.The boss was busy when he entered the door. He had collected a new stack of old books and was sorting them out, and then picking out the ones he was interested in.

"Good afternoon." Seeing Sasaki, he greeted him like an old friend without saying welcome.

"good afternoon."

"A batch of new detective novels just came in yesterday." He said, "It's the monster reasoning stream that is very popular recently."

"Monster reasoning?" He is a fan of mystery novels of the Benge school, and he doesn't know much about fashionable new terms.

"To put it simply," the boss said, "it is to mix monster elements into mystery novels. From the root, the writing method of monster novels is actually similar to mystery novels. It is to create suspense and narrate the story. Finally, the truth is revealed. The elements are fused together to write a novel, and it won an Academy Award."

"I see." He said guiltily, "I've been busy with work recently, so I don't know much about literature."

"Miss T likes monster reasoning very much." The boss knew that the two of them had a good relationship, and there was even a relationship between a man and a woman that surpassed friendship. He didn't care about that, and only mentioned each other's name when exchanging books.The boss also has a quirk. He doesn't want to know the real names of regular customers, so when he occasionally sends books, he will give customers aliases, and Ms. T and Mr. S came into being.

"Huh?" Sasaki blushed, "Really?"

"Yes." The boss said, "A new book just arrived today, and she made an appointment to come and pick it up."

"Huh?!" The voice turned up again.

There was a jingle at the door, and the boss looked up and said, "Ah, here we come."

Ms. T is wearing a large dark brown shawl today with tassels on the bottom of the shawl, which flickers as she walks. The clothes inside are very simple, high-necked black bottoming shirt and trousers of the same color, but the big shawl looks really elegant. Make her beauty more lasting.

"Excuse me." Miss T said, "I'm here to get the book." She looked up and Sasaki's face happened to come into her view, so she said, "Ah, long time no see, Mr. S."

"Monster reasoning?"

"Yes." Miss T said, "My favorite is the story of the Internet Bride, but to be honest, the best story about the Internet Bride is not the reasoning writer I like, but a writer who uses it as a joke. Mister Bad Writer."

"He is a terrible person, with a bad personality but full of talents," Miss T said, "No matter what kind of content a writer is good at, right, the works produced after winning awards with this theme will be limited to In this subject matter, then use this as the label and synonym of the writer, and writing other works will also be opposed and criticized by die-hard readers."

"It's not that the writing is not good, it's just that it doesn't meet the readers' inner expectations. It should be said this way. A writer who is excellent in everything he writes and can be widely recognized by the society is a ghost."

After she finished speaking, she took out a palm-sized book from the canvas bag she was carrying, and opened it in front of Sasaki.

[Ah, it's that person's book. ] Although he didn't buy it, he understood it when he saw the title of the book.

"Look at this paragraph."

/ In my opinion, Bafang Beauty and Spider Beauty are exactly the same. From the perspective of semantic understanding, Bafang Beauty refers to a person who is liked by everyone, who pleases everyone, and always maintains a dignified posture, while Spider Beauty is only beautiful. The heart is that of evil spirits.

Before a female spider cannibalizes humans, she is always the most beautiful in nature, and humans are similar. Before a man is caught, he is always captured by a spider beauty. Perhaps it is because he cannot see its danger and cannot escape its temptation, so they are captured. People hate vigilance, right?

Humans and animals are still different. Spiders cannibalize people because of their physiological attributes. Unless human beings are born with mental illness and enjoy killing for fun, the rest of them are probably rescuers. The fundamental reason why I love people is that Out of this. /

"And this part." Miss T smiled.

/ I think spiders are disgusting, webwives are disgusting, the disgust is deep-rooted from childhood, so from the first time I saw her, I thought she was a very uncomfortable person, but all of you I thought she was beautiful, nice, and I was a weirdo.

Now it's suddenly different again, you say you like me and worship me, and you despise her and disgust her, and she is ashamed of her.

It turns out that likes and dislikes are such cheap commodities. /

"He is good at writing everything, and you can tell that he wrote every book." Miss T became vivid.

Sasaki can only listen, he can't appreciate the works of contemporary writers, Mr. Zhi's books are not to his liking, most of them are too dark and obscure, he likes Xiangyang's writing.

"Speaking of it." Miss T said suddenly, "I'm going to hold a reading club at home." She leaned into Sasaki's ear and said, "It's a very small and very private reading club."

[Why? ]

[Hey? ]

[Hey hey? ? ? ]

In Sasaki's heart, there was a villain holding his face and screaming: [What is this?Dating?It's a date, right, no, no, no, no, you must be thinking too much, stupid, stupid, stupid! ]

"Are you coming, Mr. S?"

He heard himself respond in a trance: "Come! You must come!"

……

14:40pm

"Is that why you delayed buying me crab sticks?" Shuji Tsushima said while sucking crab sticks, "You've been wandering outside for an hour and a half, 7-11 is downstairs, right? It only takes 5 minutes to get to the commercial street, and for the remaining hour or so, you must be sitting on a bench in the community and staring blankly at the white clouds in the sky, right?"

[Totally hit the mark. ] Sasaki covered his face.

"Then are you going to go?" Shuji Tsushima didn't seem uninterested like he said, "It's that reading club." He even became a relationship counselor with a little interest, "I will definitely go, I like it Women make invitations and make it so personal that you might open the door and find it's just the two of you."

Sasaki was too embarrassed to speak.

[Why should I share the details with a child, even Kusama and the others would be more reliable! ] But he also knows that once he talks to Kusama and the others, this matter will become a topic of discussion for the entire floor. He only talked about his secret love a few days ago, and the next day when women saw him at the same time, they all showed pity Sasaki was not very happy about the looks, not to mention the slightly mocking gestures of those people when they were in love. In short, if he had the conditions, most of his colleagues would be a group of people who would go to custom places after marriage.

They like to consume women.

"Let's be more vigilant when we go tomorrow." Shuji Tsushima said again, his eyes were so clear that he could see through everything.

"what?"

"You must not have noticed it yourself." He said, "Mr. Sasaki, you are obviously the type of person who doesn't like to add troubles to children, and even thinks that the love of adults pollutes the hearts of children." He curled his lips and said, " I don't want to admit it, but you clearly treat me like a child, right?"

[It seems to be right, right? ]

Shuji Tsushima curled his lips: "Telling me this matter itself is your spontaneous and unconscious act of asking for help. You subconsciously realize that something is wrong but you can't tell why. You can only ask the people around you to take the initiative to leave a message. "

"How is it possible?" Sasaki immediately denied it.

Things flashed through his mind, some words, like Miss T's over-heavy industrial lemon smell, more of what she said when she was talking about books.

／It’s an interesting technique, I really want to try it. /

/The dead in mystery novels all have a reason to die, so the murderer also has a reason to kill. /

/ Can learn a lot. /

/No, in fact I don't like most men, except Mr. S, you. /

/Yeah, yes, I resonate with Miss Network Bride very much. /

"Look." Shuji Tsushima said, "You were reminiscing just now, right?" His thinking is jumping, and the next question he asks is often not related to the previous one. "Speaking of it, why did Mr. Sasaki choose To be a police detective? It is not convincing to say that you chose this profession because of mystery novels. There are also many active private detectives. Most of the people who choose this profession are out of economic considerations and directly graduated from The school was funded by the police. You are a graduate of a private university, right, and you are studying a literature major that is irrelevant, and your family conditions should be very good, so you don’t need to live in a military dormitory.”

"I became a police detective because I like danger." He didn't need Sasaki's answer, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Because I like danger, I do jobs where my life is always threatened. Because I like danger, I am attracted to dangerous women who have secrets all over their bodies."

"Mr. Sasaki is actually this kind of person." Shuji Tsushima said, "Remember to bring a gun when you go tomorrow." The nerve endings in his eyes were beating excitedly, "You will use it."

[I take pleasure in the bewilderment, hesitation, and terror of others. ]

[Why, why are you so happy? ]

……

15: 10pm

This year's wife's home is in an ancient alley, and she went down the stairs, a total of [-] steps.

Going down the bluestone brick steps and going forward, you will find the shrine next to your home, and then to the left, you will see the house with the door sign of "this year".

Someone was waiting for her at the door.

Osamu Dazai said, "Hello, senior sister this year." He said, "I only found out yesterday that I graduated from the same university as senior sister. I am a 14th grade graduate of the University of Tokyo."

"Sister, there should be no one at home today. I knocked on the door of the courtyard for almost half an hour, but no one answered."

This year's fingers holding the shopping bag clenched tightly.

"Come in," she said.

The house is very old but not too old. There is a cylindrical shelf in the middle of the first floor, and small gadgets are arranged in a patchwork order, including music boxes, Western dolls, and photo frames.Osamu Dazai walked all over the first floor and didn't see any photos, except for the ones on the shelf.

There was a boy standing beside him this year. He had fluffy black hair and a handsome face. Most cute children have similarities. Osamu Dazai found a bit of Shuji Tsushima's color in him.

"That's my son." Mrs. Madam's voice was as soft as a ghost, "He is a smart and sensitive child, and he looks good. I love him very much."

"Is it your child that you brought that day?" She said to herself, the voice came from behind Dazai Zhi's ear, "It must be, the way you look at him is the way you look at a child, a little bit like me. picture."

"Maybe," said Osamu Dazai, "I love him more than I love myself." [Even though I don't love myself at all. ]

"If you have a chance, let me talk to that child." Sui Zhi said.

"If there is a chance, of course."

She took out a paper box from the shopping bag and put it on the cooking table. In the afternoon, she went to the commercial street to buy a wall breaker. The old wall breaker at home broke down, so she replaced it with a new one.

The wall breaking machine is very powerful and can crush hard objects into powder.

So Osamu Dazai said, "Why didn't you change it sooner? The last machine must have broken down long ago."

"It's a long story." Jin Sui pointed out, "Maybe it's just that I don't want to use it anymore."

[Maybe it's just me wanting to be found. ]

……

21: 00pm

Kusama said: "I want to marry a good woman."

He also said, "Good women don't want me. They only like my money, insurance benefit certificates, and things other than me."

[If it's all about money, why not find something more worthwhile? ]

[However, prostitution and prostitution are strictly prohibited within the military and police. The mobile phones in the system are all configured uniformly. Confidential information can only be transmitted through special transmission devices. The first criterion for recruiting employees is that they have no special social relationship, and their family members are also under monitoring. In order to prevent leaks, the supervision of private life has reached a perverted level. How could it be allowed to find women in private? The possibility of leaking secrets under the bed is too high. ]

Violations can only be done sneakily.

He waited at the appointed place, and the faint lemon smell penetrated into Kusama's nostrils, and he thought of the delicate skin and thick hair accompanied by this smell.

"Please give me more advice." The woman sat on the edge of the bed, "I am stop."