disqualified hero

Puzzlement, vigilance, and the unique disgust and scrutiny of criminals, all kinds of intense emotions collide in the pupils and sparks bloom.

The latter two emotions, perhaps Goliath himself did not realize, just hearing what Dazai said earlier, even though the person in front of him still retains the slender figure unique to young people, is enough to make him feel tense. label as evil.

Discomfort to cold-bloodedness, disapproval of chaos and distortion, and full of vigilance against the cold and sticky malice that follows everywhere, as long as a law-abiding person listens to Osamu Dazai, they will more or less have the above reactions.It is a pity that the 15-year-old Dazai did not hide his abnormal cold nature at all, and it is only natural that Goliath felt creepy.

Of course, it would be too exaggerated to say that he wanted to do something to Dazai, he just subconsciously wanted to pat Dazai on the shoulder to make him turn his head to see his expression at this moment.

Then it was stopped by Hawkes.

Hawkes was very calm. He put down Goliath's wrist and said, "This is Dazai Osamu, the original author of "Human Affairs". He is very good at dealing with technical enemies."

The latter sentence successfully made Goliath let go of part of his hostility, and Dazai's eyes softened a bit: "Goliath." He nodded politely.

[What a trustworthy hero Mr. Hawks, he clearly has a deep prejudice against me, just listen to him say a word, his vigilant eyes are hidden in his eyes, this man simply regards Mr. Hawkes as the only one in his life Worship like a beacon! ]

[Hey, this is probably the so-called foolish loyalty, right? ]

[Honestly, I can't love this boilerplate hero at all]

Osamu Dazai's eyes first looked at Hawks, then at Goliath, his childlike curiosity stretched out its tentacles, and the tip of his tongue tickled his heart and lungs, as if his tongue would itch if he didn't say something provocative. It seems to be broken, but he also knows the reason to save the best part of the meal for last, so it would be meaningless to pierce it now.

"Are you Mr. Goliath?" He greeted enthusiastically, "Would you mind telling me what the scene was like? The pictures can only restore the scene. If you want to know the atmosphere at that time, that is For the emotion that the enemy wants to express, we still need to find the first witness to learn from it.”

"No, I don't mind saying it." After saying this, Goliath's lips pursed, and he subconsciously bit his lower lip with his teeth. The outline of the jawbone became clearer, and the pupils dilated slightly. The look flashed by, until now when he dreams back at midnight, he still remembers the cruel scene he saw at that time.

Let him narrate again and again, let him peel off the dusty memories time and time again, it is really too tortured.

"That day, that is, the day before the case happened, Shinichi sent me a text message saying that he had arrived in Tokyo and asked me to eat ramen at night." His voice was full of pain.

"Shinichi?" Dazai looked at Hawks.

The latter is succinct: "The head of the warrior."

"Oh oh oh!" Dazai was sighing inexplicably.

"We were good friends when we were students." Goliath said, "He is the monitor of our class, a very reliable and respectable hero. His hero name is 'Spear of Justice'. His office is in Osaka. A very famous local hero."

[Spear of Justice, I seem to have heard of it, it is estimated that the ranking is quite high. ]

[However, just write justice as your own hero name?Alas, alas, named in this way, if it is not due to poor taste and lack of words, there must be an unjust and evil side in the subconscious. ]

He once heard a story. In a country across the sea, a long, long time ago, a famous author published a book called "Thick Black Studies". People agree with his theory, of course, according to Dazai, this is almost a part of the truth of everything in the world!

At this time, a famous official jumped out, thinking that "Thick Black Studies" is the embodiment of the ugliness of human nature, and wrote "Bo Bai Xue" to give a tit-for-tat, to the effect that good officials are all innocent and thin-skinned.

What was the outcome?Less than half a year later, that thin and white official was arrested. He was charged with so many crimes that the Supreme Court didn't know which one to pronounce. He had committed sex, lust, power, and the dirtiest things in the world. .

Dazai thought, if according to this theory, a man who named himself a hero would also stare at a false and hypocritical mask, pretending to be funny in front of people?

He didn't say anything about the conjectures swirling in his mind, leaving Goliath with only a mask-like smile engraved on his face.

"Shinichi came to Tokyo for something, and happened to pass by Mr. Hawkes' jurisdiction." He said, "We made an appointment for midnight ramen at two o'clock at night, but at two o'clock, he didn't show up at the door of the noodle shop. "

"I thought he had forgotten, so I sent him several short messages in a row. I waited for half the night, but the message still showed as unread at six o'clock the next morning."

"He used his work account to contact me. Shinichi is a person who loves work very much. He wakes up very early. I used to send messages at night, and I would get a reply around 05:30. Because no one has read it, I think it's a bit wrong. , I checked his circle of friends records."

Dazai said, "Then you found out that he posted a street view somewhere in Tokyo, the night before?" He said, "Ah, it seems I guessed right."

"There is a street near the scenic spot, which is very hidden." Goliath's expression became very bad, "Old, dark, without street lights and cameras, Mr. Hawks once captured a few enemies near there, and they took the alley As a stronghold. After being captured, the stronghold will be abandoned.”

"My nose is good, and I smelled blood. I found the box and saw the picture." His eyes were burning with gas, "Shinichi's neck was separated from his body, and large streams of spray were sprayed on the wall and the ground. The blood, and the writing on the ground..."

Osamu Dazai interrupted, "Take me to the scene of the accident." He smiled and said, "That's enough, Mr. Goliath's explanation."

[It's much more boring than I imagined. ]

[Super old-fashioned plot, even TV dramas 50 years ago would not have acted like this! ]

……

Goliath was ordered to stay in the office to rest.

His face was paler than paper, and there were two big black spots hanging under his eye sockets. His body was crumbling, like a scarecrow standing in a wheat field in a storm.

Hawks said forcefully: "You have to rest." He pressed Goliath in the lounge.

In the end, only Dazai and Hawks went to the scene of the incident.

Xiao Zhuang was struggling to get up from the sofa, but was pushed back by the ground staff girl.

"Don't be brave, Xiaozhuang." Dazai said, "If you see that scene, your intestines will be spit out, don't worry, I have the third hero following me, I'm super safe." He said Said, "Mr. Hawkes is a very dependable hero."

Too fast Hawks: "..."

[I don't want to be dependent on you at all. ]

"I will bring you a souvenir when I come back. How about red sausage? It is said that there is a very delicious red sausage shop near the scenic spot. Mentaiko is also available. The fiery red color is brighter than blood."

"Ugh—" Under his description, Xiao Zhuang couldn't help but think of certain scenes. He felt nauseous even more. He lowered his head and rushed to the toilet, vomiting out a series of filth that needed to be mosaiced.

Dazai waved a small handkerchief hypocritically and said, "Please take care, Xiaozhuang."

……

Hawkes' hero office was established in the downtown area. In the era of individuality, the downtown area represented the largest flow of people, the highest rate of malignancy and incidents, and the super high rent on the economic level.

After leaving the Hero Office, Hawks was overwhelmed by greetings from all directions.

"Yo, long time no see Hawkes."

"Is it a business trip? I didn't see you yesterday."

"I saw your interview yesterday, how should I put it, it's better to be a little humble, if you keep talking like that, no one will know about you except us!"

"I will definitely vote for you this year."

He is a very popular hero in every sense, and every one of Hawks' feathers is shining in the sun, his thoughts are as delicate as silk threads by thousands of feathers, and his mental power is precisely measured. They are assigned to different feathers: some feathers hold up the child who was tripped and stayed in the air cleverly, and some hold up the heavy luggage beside the grandmother...

"Thank you, Hawkes."

"thank you very much."

The voices of the people and the voices of thanks were like rising and falling tides. Osamu Dazai was immersed in the waves, but he suddenly stopped speaking like a nightingale tied to his beak.

Hawks didn't get used to his quietness. When he first saw Osamu Dazai, he was like a drama queen talking non-stop. When facing certain characters, his excessive desire to express was vividly reflected, so much so that he still Unclear In most cases, Dazai prefers to watch quietly, with the occasional biting sarcasm.

After leaving the crowd, he couldn't help wiping his nose with his hands: "You were quite quiet just now."

"Because there is nothing to say." Dazai showed a quiet smile like a god or Buddha, "But Mr. Hawks, he is indeed a very delicate and considerate hero."

In a few cases, Dazai’s words have double meanings, and need to be interpreted patiently. Hawkes pondered for a while in his heart, and said vaguely: “It’s okay.”

"Then I will extend it privately. Mr. Hawkes, who can see six directions and hear all directions while walking, and can even rescue cats in the middle of the road in time, must have discovered many suspicious points in many cases." He said, " For example, the enemy is either related to the Hero Agency or the police department.”

Hawks smiled, his smile was very subtle, mixed with arrogance and children's eagerness to try, in Dazai's view, his arrogance was more like a performance, a hero mask for the world.

He used to walk in front of Osamu Dazai, but at this moment Hawks slowed down and kept pace with him: "I'm actually a lazy person." They will choose the most convenient and direct solution, and they will not ask others for help when they can handle things by themselves."

Dazai said, "That's a powerful statement."

"From my personal point of view, even if I don't have Dazai you, I can solve the imitation criminal incident, but it may take more time." He said, "But before meeting you, I went to Xiongying , consult Eraserhead about the situation."

"After listening to what he said, I decided to let you participate in this incident."

"Ah, in that case, next time I see Mr. Eraserhead, I must thank him very much." Dazai Osamu said, he was not interested in the conversation between Aizawa Shouta and Hawkes at all, so he didn't want to hear it either.

Hawkes may have sensed his thoughts. The two of them walked away from the downtown area and entered the old city as quiet as a tomb. The two of them should be the only living people within a few miles. Is obsolete, don't worry about anyone seeing them in and out, and no one will listen to the conversation between the two.

"'If he's on the good side, he can do a lot,'" he said. "That's what Eraserhead told me."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai's voice was like a bean-sized lamp swaying in the wind, which would be extinguished by the wind at some point. Hawks looked straight at his face without any concealment. He waited It was Dazai Setsuna's expression change.

So he saw a pair of desolate eyes that were deeper than the ocean, quieter than the abyss, and the gray sky, the black sea, and the sandy beach full of dull sand were bred in the two eyeballs.

[It’s been a long time, a very, very familiar comment]

……

There are trigger points in human memory.

From birth, as long as it is the "past" that humans have seen and experienced, whether they remember it or not, it will be carefully stored in the hippocampus. Most of them have never broken the seal, but some Indelible and strong memories, no matter how many years have passed, when encountering similar scenes, they will be rummaged out like the hope stored at the bottom of Pandora's box.

For a long period of time in the past, Mr. A was in the state of "100% Dazai". The black mud buried him airtight, and he had no chance to breathe. In consideration of preventing mental pollution, they seldom recalled the events at that time.

[Xiuzhi, what a weird name, let me think about it, now, I might as well call you Aji, it sounds much cuter, right? ]

The man's hearty voice broke into his ears, and together with the image he had pieced together in his mind, he could barely be called a handsome face, with resolute eyebrows, short cropped hair, and a dignified chin.

He is like an unqualified novice father, playing with young children. The three-color ice cream ball held by the man will always stay in memory. White, red, and brown correspond to vanilla, strawberry, and chocolate. taste.

[If it was Aji, he would definitely do much better than me. ] He inserted the bleeding double knives back into the scabbard [Because Aji is very smart, if it were you, you would definitely be able to think of a way to change the society with the least amount of bloodshed]

[Go to the good side, Azhi!If you can't do it, at least you must ensure that you don't sink deeper and deeper into the mire of evil, and stay away from it! ]

"Dazai?" Hawkes' voice pulled him out of the sea of ​​memory, he didn't realize Dazai's brief absence, but simply wanted to get a reaction.

Regarding this, Dazai took out his mobile phone and typed a few lines directly.

Hawkes: "What did you write?"

"Thank you letter, thank you letter." Dazai said with ease, "I'm so excited right now, I never thought that Mr. Eraserhead would say good things about me." He complained, "Obviously when I'm in front of him, he always looks super It looks like he has a headache, and last time he said that I aggravated his dry eye symptoms."

"He's really a very dishonest person, isn't he?"

……

Aizawa Yuta was preparing lessons.

In the afternoon, it was time for the teachers' meeting. Based on his feat of expelling a whole class of students last year, Aizawa Shouta was still appointed as the head teacher this year.

The head teacher needs to prepare lessons, and the lessons he takes have nothing to do with who his students are.

It's a pity that he hadn't written a few words when the harassing text message came.

To facilitate work, Aizawa Shouta's phone screen is face up to ensure that he doesn't miss any notifications from Heroes or quest aids from other heroes, and there are few idlers in his social circle. Text chatting about his friends.

almost.

／Ah, Xiaota, this is the first time I know that you think so highly of me. Convex^-^convex／

Aizawa Xiaota sighed, the smiling expression attached to the sentence made his brain ache, should he reply, or pretend he didn't see it?After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and typed.

/ Not too high / He wrote it down after consideration.

/I'm just telling the truth/

／I'm preparing lessons, don't bother me, get along well with Hawkes／

／Good~／

Aizawa Shouta put down his phone, he had also heard about the incident that Hawks pursued, for a hero, it was intolerable, a very, very vicious and terrible incident, thinking that Dazai had already participated in the case, he felt inexplicably, It won't be long before we hear the good news that the incident has been resolved.

Even Aizawa Shouta himself was surprised, after not getting along for a long time, his trust in Dazai's wit had reached a considerable height.

[As if there is no mystery in the world that he cannot solve]

[Is it an unborn genius who has surpassed the limit of age and experience? ]

……

The conversation between Hawks and Dazai has turned into a new chapter. After the latter mentioned the assumption that "the prisoner is a policeman or someone related to the Hero Office", Hawks and Dazai became equal partners.

Hawkes said with great interest: "Explain, the necessary reasoning required to reach this conclusion."

"I think that such a simple question does not require reasoning at all." Dazai said, "As long as you listen carefully to Mr. Goliath's explanation, you will know that the place where the case of the dancer and the head of the samurai happened is very unusual."

"'An old alley where the enemy used to occupy', 'the enemy was caught by Mr. Hawks', and 'there was no one to care about for a long time'" When he was speaking, Dazai even imitated Goliath's suppressed voice. The sad tone was so successfully imitated that Hawkes' face turned black.

"Of course, in fact, I also considered the possibility that other enemies came from behind and used the alley as a stronghold again, but if that was the case, Mr. Goliath would definitely not be the first to discover it. After all, the hero was killed in the middle of the night Yes, and the enemy, they are like stinky rats in the sewer hole, they like to come out at night, if such a big thing happens, someone will definitely report it."

"From this, it can be inferred that the place where the crime took place is actually a 'secret stronghold' that only a few people know about," Dazai said. "Of course, this is only the first reason."

While talking, they had already walked into the scene of the crime. The yellow and white seals and the sign that the idlers should not approach all surrounded all the nearby buildings. Not a small number of policemen were distributed to patrol the left and right. The police officers all raised their hands in salute, and in the distance, a police car that had not turned on the red light was speeding and roaring towards it.

The car was driven by Dashan Qianyu, who had been assigned before, and the person who sat in the back seat with the police officer was another person that Osamu Dazai saw in the editorial department. I don't know whether his name was Takagi or Takakura.The deputy chief of the police station, thank God, is finally not a kobold. He looks majestic, about 50 or [-] years old, and has a very strong figure.

"Mr. Hawks." After getting out of the car, the deputy director greeted Hawkes directly, "I just wanted to go to the Hero Office to find you, but I heard that you were at the scene of the crime again." The deputy director's attitude was very good, even though Hawkes Cox is 20 years younger than him, but still uses honorifics.

Hawks scratched his hair behind him: "If there is something to do, let the police station talk about it later." He said, "I want to go to the crime scene again."

The deputy director immediately stated: "I will go with you?"

"No, no, no, no, I'll just take a look." As he spoke, he straddled the cordon with his long legs, and Dazai had already slipped in when the two of them were vain.

……

Narrow, old, cramped, and dim, even the most tolerant people cannot use positive words to describe the street where the incident happened.The gap between the two old and towering walls left only enough width for three people to walk side by side.The heels of Dazai's leather shoes stepped on the concrete floor, making a "creaking" sound, crisp and full of rhythm. If the speed was faster, it would be nothing more than sitting in the seats of a Broadway theater and listening to Irishmen performing tap dance.

Apparently Dazai did it on purpose, the ditty humming from his voice matched the footsteps.

[He's entertaining himself] Hawkes thought.

From the short confrontation between the two, he could see that Dazai's physical skills were good, and a man who was too fast, this title was used in all aspects. He wanted to touch Dazai several times before, intentionally or unintentionally, but was deftly avoided.

From this point of view, as long as Dazai wanted to, he could not make a sound.

He stopped suddenly, raised his slender neck, and looked at the warm orange sky mixed with two rows of gray and black high walls.The wall is very high, comparable to the fence outside the prison, and the gaps are very narrow. The evening sun shifts to the other side, and occasionally there are only a few patches of sunlight scattered on the wall.

But his thoughts went back to the dawn when Goliath found the corpse. The first twilight after the rising sun was very bright. Wide open, the pupils are dilated, and after being coated with the sun's rays, the work has also been upgraded.

Dazai said: "Although it was a mistake, I chose a good place full of artistry." Just the imagination that stayed in his mind had already aroused his interest. It can even be said that Dazai almost admired the rough skills Subtle beauty.

Hawks squatted down: "Stop talking stupidly, come and see the scene of the crime."

"Okay~ here we come."

Osamu Dazai also squatted down. The heroine, that is, the dancer who was killed, did not have a little blood splashed on her body. Hawks said: "You judged right, dancer, just use this nickname, anyway, I didn't know it before." She." He went on to say, "The cause of death was a broken neck bone, and the enemy's tactics were so neat that she didn't even have time to struggle."

"However, because she didn't struggle, she didn't leave any traces. Judging from the time of death after the autopsy, she died an hour earlier than Spear of Justice."

Dazai obediently listened to the explanation without interrupting or speaking.

"The Spear of Justice must have died here." He pointed to the outline of the corpse drawn with a white pen on the ground, "First he was thrown on the ground, and then beheaded. He wrote two lines, and finally he put his head on the dancer's hand."

Dazai asked, "When did the first Happy Prince die and where did he die?"

"A week ago," Hawkes said, "nobody connected it at first, and the victim, a member of a local Little Heroes agency, was found dead in a gutter in Kabukicho."

"Oh." Dazai said, "A place where people often die."

"Yes." Hawkes sighed, "The Happy Prince only has one eyeball left, and a small plastic ball is stuffed into the other eye socket. After the ball is opened, a note can be taken out, and the note says ' Pawns of Greed'."

"Revenge event?"

"I think it is."

Hawkes said: "When the Happy Prince was found, his body had been soaked in the stinky ditch for a long time. The body was too damaged to find anything at all, but neither the Spear of Justice nor the dancer was under his fingernails. Flesh remains,” he said, “to add, when we put the head of the Spear of Justice back together, we found that his neck was also broken.”

The action of breaking the neck of ordinary people is like this, wrapping around behind the person, locking the neck with the arms, and exerting force skillfully, only a click is heard, and the neck is broken. If the action is not neat enough and the victim resists, there will only be one way , that is, the victim raised his hand and clawed at the enemy's arm with his nails, trying to pull him away a little. According to this way of resistance, there must be flesh and blood in the gap between the fingernails. Clean up traces.

Currently, cleaning traces, none.

Osamu Dazai said: "This is different from my novel. In the storyline I designed, the dancer was attacked from behind with a sap, and died after losing consciousness, while the leader of the samurai not only struggled but also struggled very hard. Powerful." He said, "The crime method is completely different from this time's enemy."

"That's right, so you think, why wouldn't they fight back," Hawkes said.

Dazai: "There are two possibilities. First, the enemy has mind-control abilities and has already displayed his personality before committing the crime. The second possibility is that he knows the victim so that no one realizes that they will be killed. kill."

"If you don't take into account the possibility of concealing personalities, there are no officers in the police department and people in my office who have mind-controlling personalities," Hawkes said.

Osamu Dazai: "Hey, as expected of Mr. Hawks, have you already secretly investigated everyone?" He said, "Does the chief of police really agree? The deputy chief just looked at Mr. Hawks very much." Take precautions." Otherwise, why did you drive all the way here to block people?

Hawks said vaguely: "The deputy chief is different from the chief." The police station is not a monolithic faction.

Dazai changed the subject again and said, "Forget it, let's talk about what happens in the police station later, but Mr. Hawkes must be very familiar with his Hero Agency, right?" He smiled, "Is there anyone with a crime? potential?"

Hawks was silent.

"Yes." he said.

"The only one who knew three heroes at the same time and was not present that day was Goliath."

[Body: Osamu Dazai]

[Synchronization rate: 82%]