disqualified hero

[After searching for information on the Internet, I found some interesting and strange things. ]

"Shift change?" Tama next door came out, feeling quite helpless after hearing Odasaku's request, "It's possible, but that happened just now, and the murderer hasn't been found yet, without the police officer's permission, we can't go down the mountain casually, right? "

"That's right." Oda said, "I told Detective Asuka, and I will definitely be back before tomorrow evening."

"Ah, that sentence is fine, be careful on the road." Tama said, "It's terrible, it's terrible, why is there a murder in this school?"

After coming down from the mountain, Odasaku drove to Tokyo. On the way, his mobile phone rang several times. After opening it, there was no accident. It was a message from Shuji Tsushima:

/ Oda work?Odasaku where are you? /

/Tama said you went out? /

/ What did you find? /

/where did you go. /

Actually posted several in a row, Oda Tsukuru looked at the time, the interval between the first and the second was 10 minutes, and then the interval became shorter and shorter, and the interval between the latest two was only 1 minute, fully showing the anxiety of the parties Feeling.

"Boom—boom——" just as the train changed lanes from the underground and entered the ground stage, Odasaku happened to be standing in front of the car door. Through half of the glass, he saw neon lights flashing in the dark, and more own reflection.

Unexpressive, as usual, boring people.

"Boom—boom—" The sound of the wheels running on the rails became more intense. The train had already left Yokohama, and the neon lights on the street began to increase. What is the scenery like?He can't see very clearly in the dark, so he can only rely on his imagination. The surroundings of Yokohama are probably the same as those of any small city in Japan. As far as the eye can see, there are farmlands that can't be seen. The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard, when he looked at those orange flames sometimes, he would think of the light spots that exploded at night in Yokohama.

Every flash of fire represents the loss of at least one life. Sometimes the fire flashes from the muzzle of a gun, and sometimes it is a private car overturned by a petrol bomb.

So Oda Saku also began to think, whether the light in the dark night represents the kindness or malice that flashes in people's hearts?And what is the vast dark night, tolerance, love, or darkness where you can't see your fingers?

But the only thing he was sure of was that the black in Shuji-kun Tsushima's hair did not represent evil at all.He pressed the call button, and after three beeps, the call was answered.

"Hello, Odasaku?"

"Yeah." He replied meekly.

"Where are you now?" He heard the sound of the railway, "On the train."

"Yes."

"What is the destination?"

"..." Odasaku said after a moment of silence, "Sorry, I have something I want to investigate alone."

"..." Shuji Tsushima was also silent for a while, and then said after a while, "Be careful."

"what."

"You have to come back."

"affim."

The phone was hung up.

Odasaku looked at the phone interface and put it back in his pocket. He was thinking about Shuji Tsushima. No matter how resourceful the other party was, he could only treat Tsushima as a child, at most an overly precocious child. He would Anxiety, fear, boredom, and need for company.

He will fear that people will never come back.

"Next stop, Tokyo Station, next stop, Tokyo Station."

Get out of the car.

……

Itazhaixin’s past can be traced back to the source in the online world. She was an extremely good child since she was a child. She participated in many competitions in kindergarten. Oda Sakunosuke successfully found the kindergarten, elementary school, and junior high school she attended through the participation records. , to his surprise, since kindergarten, Ban Zhaixin has been studying in a boarding school.

[Is there a boarding system in kindergartens in Japan? ]

Odasaku was troubled by this.

He is an orphan, and he has never experienced a family, but he also knows that before the child has the ability to survive, parents are rarely willing to take it away from their side. There are very few elementary schools, junior high schools, let alone kindergartens, so he followed the information I checked Banzhai's family background, the daughter of a chaebol, the family runs a big hotel that is quite important in the Japanese hotel industry, the current head is her grandfather, her grandfather has only one son, and she is the only granddaughter.

With an investigative mentality, I searched all the family members, and learned that Banzhai's parents had a political marriage that seemed to be incompatible with God, and that his father was a well-known rich man in the industry. She went in and out with different female models, and her mother was also a Huahua lady who often went to the Cowherd's shop before she got married. With her toes, she could guess the sad childhood Ban Zhaixin had.

[Then why did she become like this? ]

Oda tried to use the method Shuji Tsushima gave him to reason, thinking that there must be some kind of connection between the past and the present, and deduced the source from the results. Itazai’s excessive performance may be due to two points. Extreme contempt, and the second is reverence for the old-fashioned grandfather. I heard that she respects her grandfather very, very much.

What happened in the kindergarten days cannot be traced back. The rare boarding kindergarten she once attended has closed down with the development of the times. I didn’t say much about the specific reasons. Because the closing time was three years after she graduated, Oda made a decision Abandoning the pursuit, she came to the elementary school she had attended in advance.

Five years ago, several tabloids reported on the supernatural events in this elementary school. They were all low-level tabloids. They posted pictures of pornographic girls to attract readers, and the contents of the publications were mixed. Year, is a man or a demon", in short, it is Oda Saku who sees the headlines and avoids them.

But there is one thing that makes him care.

"An old rotting corpse appeared in the school, and the person was still in school yesterday, a supernatural event in XX school."

He made a few phone calls first, trying to check the facts with the writers at the time. Unfortunately, some people changed their phone numbers, some kept secret about the matter and refused to talk about it, and some even claimed that they had forgotten it. Not a tabloid reporter for many years.

Fortunately, there are two authors who are still doing this low-level work, writing some stories to sell to magazines to support their families and so on. Yes, rare real thing.

"Do you want to see the photos?" Someone asked Odasaku, "I store them in the computer, and I only need to pay a little money..."

The convenience of the modern transfer business allowed him to receive the tip immediately, and then Odasaku also received the photo.

"Look at the first one, it's the graduation photos of the students." The writer said eloquently, "The dead child is called Xixiang, the one standing in the corner, with a gloomy expression and a pot head."

Odasaku saw a child with a watermelon head. His hairstyle is rare in modern times. Many children in the 70s and [-]s wore this hairstyle.

"Then he entered the second and third photos by mistake. Some children were taking pictures in school before graduation, and Xixiang was accidentally photographed."

"The last is the photo of the dead body." The man sighed, "I heard that it suddenly appeared in the grass on the first floor of the school. Judging from the location, it should have fallen from the teaching building. I don't know if I jumped on my own initiative or fell down accidentally.

"The second photo was two days before the body happened, and the day before the incident, he was still wandering around the campus, which was captured by surveillance cameras."

"What do his friends say?" In fact, the photo of the dead body is very hideous, but Odasaku's expression did not change. He asked, "Even a person with a low sense of existence should have friends, right?"

"No, you're thinking wrong." The man sneered a few times, "In that school, no one admitted that he was a friend of Xixiang." He said, "I managed to get in and out with him occasionally Children, if you say they come in and out at the same time, to be more accurate, it should be two people licking each other's wounds together like small animals, they are the most common in the secular sense, the invisible people on campus."

"Ah, it's school violence again."

"Every school has it, but if it rises to the level of killing people, it will definitely cause an uproar in the society. In this case, the students in the school will have no peace, and even their reputation will be ruined because of such things in the school. Most private schools take these issues into consideration when taking entrance exams."

From this perspective, Odasaku also conducted other investigations, not only limited to the death incident, but also the principal's corruption incident, so it seems that I don't know whether it is good or bad to say that Banzhai's luck is good or bad. The school was calm during her time in school, but social scandals erupted like a blowout as soon as she graduated and left.

[If you look at it as a group, you can only say that she is too lucky or too unlucky, but what Lenovo Jing Fu said before, I always feel that there is something in the words, no matter what, just follow his prompts to investigate. ]

……

At around seven o'clock, Oda Saku arrived at the elementary school on Banzhai, and the police guard at the door stared at him vigilantly. As if he didn't feel the other's eyes, Oda Saku calmly took out his ID from his pocket .

"I am Asuka from the Yokohama Metropolitan Police Department." He silently apologized to Detective Asuka in his heart, "There is something to investigate." Odasaku has some documents for different occasions, which were forced into him by Shuji Tsushima. The headshot is naturally his, and other information is imitated by Detective Asuka.

The police looked at the documents for a while, and decided to believe his fake identity: "What's the matter with the police detective?"

"That's right." He said, "There was a case in Yokohama, which was very similar to the case of Xixiang's classmate five years ago. I would like to know more about the situation."

The policeman was in his late forties, and his expression changed when he heard Oda's words, so Oda Saku knew that he must have been at the school when Saigo's death happened.

"Please wait." He gestured to Oda, "I want to ask the principal for instructions."

After a while, not only the principal came, but also Xixiang's instructor from back then. When they were asked about the incident at that time, their expressions were not very good, especially the principal, who had a slumped cheek and two rows of teeth. Bite tightly, with a bitter expression on his face.

"It's a sad thing, and we don't know how it happened." He said, "After it happened, the school's enrollment work has also been affected."

"So before the body is found, are you sure Saigo is alive?"

"Yes, that's right." The head teacher said.

"Is there anything unusual, such as a strange smell coming from your body?"

"I'm not sure about this. Xixiang's seat in class is far behind, so I can't contact me directly, but since the students around me didn't say anything, there shouldn't be any." The head teacher said, "If there is any problem, it is him The sense of existence has decreased after entering the sixth grade, it was very gloomy before, and after the sixth grade, it is like a ghost."

"ghost?"

"Yinji, a student who had a close relationship with Xixiang recalled afterwards that he was always in a daze, and he didn't answer when people talked to him, and he always looked out of the window, as if he was looking at the other shore. Similarly, there is also the teacher in the infirmary, who also said that he hasn’t seen him for a long time.” The head teacher bit his lower lip, “It’s shameful to say, there was indeed serious campus bullying in our class at that time, and Xixiang had never seen him before. Since the fourth grade, he was always covered with bruises. In order not to take the wound home during the holiday, he would take the initiative to go to the infirmary to bandage. Afterwards, the teacher in the infirmary reported that he hadn’t been there for quite a while, and she thought it was The campus situation in Xixiang has improved."

"That's it." Oda Saku asked, "Naban Saixin, do you know her?"

"Student Banzhai?" Not to mention the teacher, even the principal is very puzzled, "She is a very good student with excellent grades and strong abilities. She was a cadre of the student union when she was in school. I have remembered the names of two classmates." The teacher said, "A classmate as outstanding as her would never have anything to do with Xixiang."

"No, it's not this problem." Oda said, "It's a personal problem. I heard that her concept of time is very accurate."

"Yes, that's right." The principal and You Rongyan said, "Having a precise concept of time is a proof of being an elite. From this point of view, Banzhai has superhuman self-control at a young age. She will also Her ideas have been brought to work, and the student union led by her has organized many activities."

"Is she the type to impose her own ideas on others?"

"Yes, classmate Banzhai has won the essence of Mr. Banzhai."

As one of the leaders of the hotel, her grandfather is most famous for being a tyrant who speaks for nothing. Until now, the hotel under his banner is still a family monopoly. Fortunately, after adjusting the policy in the past two years, the benefits have been good. Otherwise, in the new era, the family-based industry will just remain. This is surprising enough.

"Excuse me, I have another question." Oda Saku asked, "In this school, no, it should be said that before Xixiang-kun's accident, was there any investigation of people with supernatural powers?"

"Well, in principle, people with supernatural powers need to report when they enter school, but you know, Mr. Police, that many owners of supernatural powers can't even find out that they have abilities. If he deliberately conceals it, we won't be able to find out at all."

"Actually..." The guard at the gate suddenly interjected, "Someone has said about the supernatural power."

"Please tell me." Odasaku immediately looked away.

"About five or six years ago, I don't know the time. A young writer came to collect materials and said that he wanted to write about campus life. Because his temperament was too outstanding and his appearance was very handsome, I decided to Keep it in mind, the director of the Academic Affairs Office arranged for me to take him around the campus. He walked through some places and said in a low voice, "It's really an interesting superpower". I asked him what he said, and he told me:' This school is shrouded in powerful supernatural powers, and from the point of view of monster novels, it has almost become an independent alien world separated from the world, and the supernatural powers are very powerful'."

"I didn't believe his words at all at the time, I just thought that the writer was talking about the content of the novel, and what he talked to me was fabricated by him, so I just smiled and said, 'So there is such a great existence in the school, Please be sure to write it in your upcoming work, teacher'."

"He replied 'definitely' to me."

"Because Mr. Writer's appearance is so outstanding, I asked him to take a photo with me before he left, and he agreed with a good temper, and left his signature on the photo. I followed the signature and searched online, and there was nothing. Any writer’s pen name is that, but he was indeed put in after the publishing house asked him to. I guess he may not want others to know what he wrote. The writer uses a pen name to make people wonder who he is who."

puff.

Puff, puff.

"Please," Oda Saku thought about how his voice became so hoarse, "please tell me his name."

"Ah, wait a minute." The guard didn't realize that there was something wrong with Odasaku, he said, "I pressed the photo under the table, wait for me for a few minutes, I'll show it to you." He walked back to the guard In the kiosk, he took out the photos that were pressed under the transparent glass. Because they were pressed here for several years and he did not do a good job of protection, the edges of the photos were slightly yellowed.

"No, look, this is the gentleman."

In the yellowed corner of the photo, Shuji Tsushima, who seems to be parted, is smiling, standing with a slightly younger guard. He looks up and smiles at the camera. The upward arc of the corner of his mouth is not standard, so Oda Tsukuru could tell the difference. He was happier than Shuji Tsushima, with more light in his eyes and more determination. He was a very good adult with a clear identity. He had grown to love and inspire others. Shuji Tsushima is just a child compared to the point where the confused human beings have pointed the way forward.

Look at the back again.

"I wish you success in your work and a happy life."

He has grown to the point where he can send sincere blessings to others.

Oda Saku's heart seems to cross the soul and get close to another heart. He knows very well that the short blessings are not stereotyped, soulless lies. He feels the other party's peace, sincerity, with love.

It is the kind love that can also be released to strangers.

"—Osamu Dazai."

"Mr. Inspector?"

"Mr. Inspector?"

"Oh, your eyes are red."

"Sorry, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Ah, well, go slowly, Mr. Inspector."

"Strange, why suddenly..."

He kept walking at a constant speed at the beginning, then faster and faster, his legs intertwined mechanically, and he ran wildly under the light of the bright and bright moon. Odasaku raised his head and looked at the dark sky. Even a single star is only a filament of light rendered by a large swath of neon lights.

From his throat, there was a mournful sound that was close to the mourning of a wild animal. When was the last time he made such a sound?It seems to be when I realized that "human death is a sad thing".

Osamu Dazai's smile was deeply imprinted on his heart, and everyone around Oda Saku, including Shuji Tsushima, tacitly tried not to talk about him and not let his photos appear around, because it would be too much. It is too painful, just thinking of his departure, Natsume Soseki will become old, Tsushima Shuji will have dark eyes and say nothing, Taneda Shantou will ignite the tobacco that has been quit for many years.

[He is such a nice person. ]

[But he is no longer in this world. ]

Just thinking about it made Odasaku feel so painful that even his soul trembled.

……

A black shadow leaped into the classroom.

"It" didn't even turn on the light, and groped in the classroom under the cover of night. Now it was completely dark outside, and the lights in the corridor were not turned on. The only light source in the classroom was moonlight. Yokohama was cloudy today, and the moon was covered with thick Covered by thick clouds and no wind blowing, the light became even dimmer. Looking from the corridor to the classroom, it is absolutely impossible to find someone inside. Even if the sight adapts to the dark environment, you can only see a blurred shadow.

The black shadow seemed to be used to the night, or it was too familiar with the structure of the classroom. It walked to a certain desk firmly, bent down and reached out to search in the belly of the desk. Its search speed was not fast. , Fingers need to be touched carefully to distinguish the difference between notebooks and notebooks, because every time you go back to the classroom, there is an additional danger. It must find the right file and take away the correct file at the first time, without going back a second time.

[ah. ] It whispered cheers in its heart.

[found it. ]

It showed a knowing smile, and hid the picture album in its arms. Donghai was taken away too quickly, and the students were ordered not to bring anything into the auditorium except their mobile phones. It was not easy to imagine entering the teaching building , the guards are patrolling the door and the stairway. Fortunately, it knows the secret passage, which leads directly to the floor where the classroom is located, and the police force is not large enough to be stationed on every floor.

In addition, it believes that it must be blessed by the gods, otherwise how could its past behavior be so smooth.

[All I do are good deeds, because they are good deeds, even the gods will help me. ]

"Click——" In the silent night, any sound of breathing would be infinitely amplified, not to mention the sound of pressing a switch. Its heart trembled violently twice, wanting to make a sound, but couldn't. Know what to say.

The white weave lamp in the classroom turned on after the lamp flickered a few times. It visually captured the moment when the lamp turned purple when the lamp was turned on. The dazzling light is not friendly to the vision adapted to the dark. Gaoyuan Puli actually shed a few drops tears.

"Good evening, Gao Yuan." The teenager in school uniform sat on the table. He sat cross-legged. His lower body was in black suit pants. His upper body jacket was taken off, leaving only a shirt. Behind him, the boy who called himself "Osamu Dazai" squinted his eyes slightly, with a few strands of black hair floating in front of his forehead. He squinted his eyes, as if he was watching some good show, and his posture was reflected in the eyes of Puri Takahara.

[Like a cat. ]

[It's still a black cat. ]

"If I remember correctly, the police have banned entry into the teaching building, right? As a top student, Gao Yuan, it's strange to appear here."

"Dazai-san is the one, obviously we are all here, so it's not surprising that we appear."

"Are you looking for something, Takahara-san?" Shuji Tsushima said, "The standing position is quite wrong. That table, if I remember correctly, should belong to Tokai-kun, right? Hold it in your arms." It is also the painting book of Mr. Donghai."

"..."

"Mr. Donghai, I haven't seen Xiaoshi's photo yet. If I saw it, I should come to you directly. Being unpopular also has its advantages. The whole class avoids him like a snake and scorpion. No one cares about his presence. What exactly was drawn in the picture book, and he usually hides that book in his dormitory or in the art classroom, if the police hadn’t taken him away suddenly for questioning just now, it wouldn’t have been left here at all.” He used the software In a soft, coquettish tone, as if to the woman he loves, "There are only a few people who have seen his works in the whole school, Mr. Donghai himself, I who just transferred here, Mr. Ifuku, ah, and Mr. Takahara."

"'What a strange person, Gao Yuan, you must sit behind me when you are studying in the art classroom, obviously behind me is the corner, and you don't draw'", he imitated Dong Hai's voice perfectly, "Weird Gao Yuan, do you have any ideas?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Gaoyuan Puli said calmly.

"Nana, can you tell me, why did you kill those people? Whether it's Xiaoshi or the classmates in the robot club, they are obviously people who have nothing to do with you. After you finish it, you still have to post it on the Internet to ask for attention. Is it? Or because I can’t control the desire in my heart, I must vent it in the online world where no one knows anyone.”

"..."

"Ah, could it be that you don't think that you did all this for the sake of Mr. Donghai? You want to avenge Mr. Donghai, let him have a better life, and don't let anyone who bullies him go. Oh, oh, it's really not good. I know what to say, is it a girl's heart, is it a love affair, this should be called a one-sided love for self-satisfaction, I am so pitiful, Donghai-kun."

Shuji Tsushima slightly opened his eyes: "Just thinking of being stared at by a gloomy and disgusting woman makes me feel sympathetic from the bottom of my heart."

Facing the sharp knife flying towards him, he showed an expression "as if it was going to break": "I'm going to throw up on this kind of self-righteous and false kindness."

[True love and kindness are definitely not like this. ]