disqualified hero

[I have always held an unequal attitude towards women, but this inequality is definitely not out of malice, but to put myself in a humble position, to go to Appreciate carefully, without lust or desire.The joys, loves and dislikes of human beings, I cannot impose on another human being. 'Loneliness is for yourself', I don't remember which Western or Eastern sage once said such a sentence, I deeply believe it]

[Because I can't cast such intense emotions as loneliness, hatred, and love on others, so when I look at those delicate and beautiful women like flower bones, I can look at them from a purely artistic point of view, appreciate, pity, and admire , Moyo is my entire attitude towards women. ]

[——"Human Matters. Jewelry Box"]

The light in the house is very bright, and the light panels are embedded in the ceiling. This kind of brightness is modern, not ancient at all.If it is really the same as the tea house hundreds of years ago, it would be too dim at night with only shining candles for lighting.

The modern facilities in the room, except for the lights, are the only mobile phones, which were brought in by Osamu Dazai and the others, and they did not belong to this room originally.

Zhi Qiaozi is performing a dance, and the soundtrack is only a shamisen. The long and slow tune seems a bit monotonous, but it is full of charm. It is enough to match her every frown and smile, every turn and every turn.

Hawkes didn't like it and couldn't adapt to this scene. He was wearing harem pants, running shoes, and a handsome jacket. He was young and handsome, fashionable and trendy, and he didn't fit in with the atmosphere of the tea house.

And his sitting posture has long since changed from kneeling to cross-legged.

[What's the matter, I'd rather wear a black suit and tie and spend a day correcting documents in the Heroes' Association office than come back again. ]

[This atmosphere is really hell. ]

But he also had to admit that teahouses, Japanese fan dance performances, geisha, old-school government officials quite like this kind of occasion, and many secret conversations were done in teahouses, and Zhiqiaozi, from the current point of view, her performance It's too watertight. At first glance, it looks like the kind of woman who knows many secrets.

[She, as well as the people at Nakamura Tea House, must know something, but it is not certain whether she can be asked to say it. ]

[It’s really troublesome. I’m not good at dealing with this type of people. I really have to miss those rather rough enemies. ]

The fan dance is beautiful, but in Hawkes' eyes, it's just a few fans turning and turning, and his eyes are dazzled.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and tilted his head to look at Dazai, trying to wink at him.

[I leave it to you, hey, look at me, look at me! ]

Osamu Dazai has no tacit understanding with him at all, his eyes are shining, like the sparkling lake surface under the moon at night, staring at Zhi Qiaozi, just looking at his expression, Hawks has no doubts at all, he Already completely fascinated by Zhi Qiaozi, her unreliable appearance makes one want to faint.

[Do you really remember what you are here for? ]

At the end of the performance, Dazai clapped vigorously, the sound of his applause filled the room, and his fair skin was almost flushed: "It's amazing, it's so beautiful, Miss Zhi Qiaozi." He actually chose a respectful address , but the next sentence started to be out of tune, "May I ask if Miss Zhiqiaozi has any plans to die in love with me? If a beautiful lady like you can go to a quiet death with me, even if I go to Abi Hell, I will show my satisfaction." smile."

[Are you talking in human terms? ]

Hawkes' chest was full of complaints about Dazai.

Zhiqiaozi should have seen all kinds of strange things. Even if Dazai's words are out of tune, they can still be as stable as Mount Tai. She just sat down and asked questions gracefully: "Mr. You are joking."

It is also impossible for Hawks and the others to leave immediately after watching the performance, and the exquisite meals are served just right. Here at Hawks it becomes a cross-examination.

"Miss Zhiqiaozi should know Speed ​​Star." Speed ​​Star is the hero title of the dead "Happy Prince".

"Hey." Zhi Qiaozi said, "Indeed, that gentleman took good care of the business of our Nakamura house during his lifetime. I was also very sad when I heard about him." It was all about the scene, and the geisha's expression was very sad, but her eyes were full of sadness. Without any sentimentality, Osamu Dazai kept paying attention, and he accurately captured the complex look that flashed in Zhi Qiaozi's eyes.

Not joy, not sadness, but worry, and anxiety.

[Ah, it really is. ]

He already has an idea, so far, Miss Zhiqiaozi's performance is exactly as he thought.

The standard interrogation continued.

"What does he do every time he comes?"

"It's just to watch the show and drink. That gentleman seems to like Japanese traditional culture very much."

"Hey, is that right, have you brought friends here?"

"Occasionally I brought heroic friends here, but those friends only came once or twice, and then they never came."

"Miss Zhiqiaozi, what kind of person does Speed ​​Star look like?"

"Mister's temper seems to be a bit impatient, but he is a generous guest."

Every sentence was seamlessly spoken. After a few rounds, Hawks didn't ask any useful information, and he gave Dazai another look. Fortunately, he was not ignored this time, but it's a pity that Dazai directly put He snapped.

"It's so unattractive, Hawks-kun." Dazai said, "Do you just ask these questions when you face a beautiful lady? If this continues, your womanhood will die, and in the end you will only admire Huo Ke. Crazy fans of the hero title of Mr. Kesi will be willing to fall in love with you."

He didn't look at Hawkes' expression at all and said to Zhi Qiaozi: "I don't know what Miss Zhi Qiaozi likes, so let's just have a simple chat. Let the lady say that she is too unmannered first, just start from me." Let's start." He said, "I'm a writer, and I'm completely different from those who write heroic novels. I write literature, literature." The tone of voice is surprisingly not disgusting.

"The book I wrote is quite famous, "In the Name of Love", has Miss Zhi Qiaozi heard of it, and it also describes a very, very lovely woman!"

The face that was as beautiful as a canvas changed, and finally revealed a vivid and lively expression unique to living people. Hawkes watched Zhiqiaozi's eyes widen, showing a normal, 20-year-old face in her expression. See the shyness and surprise of the young girl.

[No mistake, she is definitely a fan of that kid's book]

Not even Hawkes had guessed such a development.

"Really? Nonsense!" She whispered, "Could it be that you are Mr. Dazai, can't you, Mr. Dazai is so young?"

As if conjuring, Dazai took out a small engraved seal from his pocket, and a small box of ink pads. Ke Qiaozi asked for a blank paper and pen very understandingly. Dazai stamped it first, and then signed it. named.

Zhi Qiaozi cheered softly: "It can't be wrong, it's really Mr. Dazai, my God, I really didn't expect that you would be so young."

Dazai: "Well, even I didn't expect that there would be such a cute Miss Reader."

Hawkes, who was excluded from the two, couldn't bear it any longer. He said, "Are you guys engaging in some kind of evil-religious joint activity? Why did he stamp and sign his name to confirm that Dazai is Dazai? "He really doesn't understand at all, okay?

Zhi Qiaozi said: "Because this chapter is stamped when the teacher replies to the readers. Only a small number of readers who like the teacher the most can see it, and whether it is Mr. Dazai's signature or the engraving technique They are all unique..." She talked a lot, even "Ms. Dazai has a special temperament that doesn't look like an ordinary person at first glance." He showed his identification with great fanfare.

"Ah, it is said that the teacher's name is his real name, but I still don't believe it, it is really a tasteful and elegant name, teacher."

"Hey, it's an honor to be told that by Chikako-chan."

[Has it already risen to Zhiqiaozijiang?What did the two of you just say, I didn't understand at all. ]

The beautiful woman took out a treasured book from her boudoir and handed it to Osamu Dazai for his signature. It was his most famous "In the Name of Love". Zhi Qiaozi said apologetically, "I also bought "Human Matters". But at the moment I lent it to a very, very good friend, if possible, can you please sign the book first?"

"Of course." Dazai looked at her teasingly after listening and said, "It's not a very good friend, but someone I like." He said, "You blushed just now, Zhiqiaozi."

"Hey, really?"

Dazai said: "Don't feel embarrassed, women in love are always the most beautiful, and when I come next time, I can still give you an autograph."

"Thank you so much, teacher."

Zhi Qiaozi held the book in her arms, with the satisfaction of a little girl when she ate her beloved candy on her face: "Today is really a wonderful day. I met the person I like, and I also met the author I like, and I took it again. When it comes to signing..."

"Is the person Esako-chan likes in Kanagawa?" Dazai said, "I heard from the proprietress that you rushed back from Kanagawa."

"Ah, yes," she said, "a very, very nice, very, very kind person."

"Huh?" Dazai Osamu sniffed his nose as if he suddenly smelled something, "The smell of this book... Is Chikiko-chan incensed? The smell of paper is quite elegant, completely different from the scent of ink."

"It's a dried flower bookmark." She said without hesitation, "My hometown is rich in lotus flowers. According to my mother, it is a variety imported from China. Because the ponds in my hometown are very suitable for planting, in just a few years, a lake full of lotus flowers has formed. scene."

"There are so many flowers, but it's too pitiful to let them wither into the mud after the summer, so before they wither, people will make them into various supplies, and dried flower bookmarks are one of them."

"Even when I was in Tokyo, I still kept the habit of the time, ordering a batch of flowers from my hometown every year for use."

"I see." Dazai nodded with a smile, "It's really Fuya's hobby."

……

When they came out of the middle village house, the night was over, and the morning sun peeked out from the horizon, like a burning cloud rising from the sea. Hawkes didn't ask any useful information all night, and spent so much money in vain. What made him angry was that his legs were going numb from sitting cross-legged.

These unpleasant things are added together, even a saint will get angry, not to mention that he is not a very good-tempered person.

"You two have chatted for so long, did you really ask for useful information?" He looked at Osamu Dazai, exhausted to death, "Anyway, I don't want to go to Nakamura House again, what's so good about that dance, Sitting and depressing, only Goliath and the others would like it."

"Mr. Goliath likes Japanese dance?" Dazai asked curiously.

"It's not just Japanese dance." Hawks scratched his hair, "He is a very traditional old-school man with a samurai plot." He gave an example, "The samurai ronin in the Yamato drama, I don't like it very much. Is the money just going to Yoshihara? I think it may be influenced by the Yamato drama, and he is the same."

"I see." Dazai said, "It's no wonder, after all, Mr. Goliath seems to have the same sense of justice as a samurai."

"Samurai's sense of justice?"

"Don't you know?" Dazai said, "That's it, harakiri, I want to find a master for myself, or find a creed that can stick to it for a lifetime, and then firmly maintain it, if it's not that heroes in modern society don't allow excessive Hurting the enemy, he must be very iron-blooded but happy to wipe out the evil, right?"

[totally correct]

Hawkes had to admit that Dazai saw Goliath through even after only a few face-to-face encounters.

"He..." Hawkes said carefully, "he is a man who values ​​friendship, and if he has any creed, it is to help the weak and prevent the weak from being persecuted by evil."

"That's why he was so angry when Spear of Justice died. Even among heroes, Spear of Justice is a rare philanthropist. He donates a lot of money to children and families who have been hurt by the enemy every year. "

Dazai listened, still with a fairy-like, incomprehensible smile on his face, no matter what, anyone who saw his smile would feel that it was really a smile that did not belong to the world.

He changed the subject and said, "Anyway, it was a good night. I saw a beautiful lady, enjoyed a wonderful dance, the food was delicious, and the case is not without progress..."

"Wait, wait." Hawkes realized that he had heard something very terrible, "What does it mean that there is no progress at all, what do you know?"

"Esako-chan lied." Dazai said generously, "Didn't you notice that although she emphasized Kanagawa again and again, she didn't go there at all."

"What..." He managed to pull out the words about Kanagawa from his mind, as if Zhiqiaozi went to perform a fan dance there?

"That's right." Dazai took out his mobile phone, "'Tokyo is very big, it's normal for some areas to rain and some areas don't rain', didn't you tell me?" He said, "Kanagawa can barely be regarded as a place near the Tokyo circle. , but it’s far away from the Central District, I took a look, not to mention this morning, even yesterday and the day before yesterday, there was no rain there.”

"But Zhiqiaozijiang's hair is wet, and there are strings of raindrops on the oil-paper umbrella she is holding, and the heels of the clogs are stained with mud. If it is in sunny weather, it is absolutely impossible to get mud of."

"So, he didn't go to Kanagawa at all."

"The proprietress of the tea house also said that she went to Kanagawa..." Hawkes suddenly realized, "They told lies together." He thought again, "Wait, is it possible that she went, but the proprietress doesn't know."

"That kind of thing is absolutely impossible." Dazai threw down the shocking thunder in a seemingly relaxed tone, "Esako-chan, unlike those geisha who sell their performances but not their bodies, they are old-fashioned geishas."

Hawks: "That is to say..."

"Yeah, that's right, the kind that sells art and sells oneself, and the price is very high."

Dazai said: "Didn't you notice it? There is a sign on the tea house. The store with a small dot on the far right of the signboard is an old-style tea house. The one with nothing is the place where you think it will be performed, but there are very few old-style shops. I took a look, at most three or four?"

Hawkes couldn't speak, and it took a while before he said, "How do you know such a thing."

"You can tell just by looking at it." He said, "Zhi Qiaozijiang's belt is tied differently from other people, and her collar is pulled up a bit high at the back of her neck. It must be hiding something."

[Is this guy, this brat really only 15 years old?It must have been too scary. ]

"Then, from this step, a new question has to be deduced." Dazai continued, "Mr. Hawks, do you know how the geisha came from hundreds of years ago?"

Hawkes finally turned his head: "You mean Yoshihara? I have seen some related videos." He said, "It's human trafficking, it's a little bit worse to buy to be a wandering warbler, and a beautiful child is They were left to be cultivated from an early age, and then promoted step by step, such as bald, new creations, etc., and finally became the oiran."

Dazai looked at him with the eyes of looking at a wonderful creature, Hawks was about to be stunned, and Dazai turned his eyes away: "Well, I didn't expect Mr. Hawkes to know quite a lot."

There is no need for Dazai’s inspiration for the rest, and the hero’s thinking is also connected into a line: “Most of the sex girls are in the industry because of debts or money problems, but geisha are different, whether it’s dancing or learning, They all need to be cultivated carefully from an early age, that is to say, Zhi Qiaozi was probably bought from an early age."

"Binggo, congratulations on getting the answer right, Mr. Hawks." Dazai put down the phone he had been fiddling with just now, and turned the phone interface to face Hawks.

A scenic spot, but not very well-known.

"Thanks to the tip of Zhiqiaozi sauce, I found the place without any effort." He said, "In Japan, there are cherry blossom trees all over the mountains and plains. If you want to find other kinds of flowers, it is very simple. Take lotus as the There is only one place in the country where the industry is located, and although the economic benefits are not very good, it has not closed down."

The positioning shows that it is in the countryside of Kyushu.

"If you go to investigate and have a look, you might be pleasantly surprised, Mr. Hawkes."

……

Goliath gets a new job, and he's sent on a business trip to the Kyushu countryside.

It was not what he wanted to be transferred out of the Tokyo circle at this time, but Goliath asked himself, after knowing that he worshiped Achilles, it was Mr. Hawkes's magnanimity to send him a job as usual up.

[I have to finish this job well, and I must impress Mr. Hawkes. ]he thinks.

"The location of my work is in the countryside of Kyushu," Hawkes said. "It's not that someone commissioned the task, but I accidentally discovered a terrible human trafficking industry chain."

Goliath is about to explode when he hears the words human trafficking. After the arrival of the era of individuality, people's attention is completely taken away by grandiose robbery, but darkness is everywhere, and those black industries that have existed since ancient times are still there. It operates secretly, puts people at one end of the money balance, and buys and sells them as goods. As long as they are people with a sense of justice, they will never be indifferent.

Hawks handed Zhi Qiaozi's photo to Goliath: "The victim is her. The time of abduction is roughly estimated to be ten to 15 years ago. The place I asked you to investigate is her hometown."

"I want to know why she was sold. It's best to follow the clues and find out the industrial chain behind it."

"It's a tough and dangerous job and try not to draw anyone's attention."

"I understand." He carefully put Zhi Qiaozi's photo into his arms.

……

Zhi Qiaozi's hometown is very remote. After getting off the tram, Goliath came to a nearby bus stop. The platform is very small, with only a small shed to keep out the rain and rusty street signs.

There is a bus every hour, as the road sign says.

Standing for about 20 minutes in the cold winter, the vehicle was late, and the wheels rolled slowly across the road beside Tianchou. Looking to the right, there were only large ponds. In the cold winter, the lotus flowers dried up, leaving only dead leaves.

"It's the stop, guest, it's the stop."

There were only three or four people in the whole car, and they all got off the car. Goliath stood on the platform and looked around. There were some single-family buildings beside the pond. Looking at the style, they were built about 50 or [-] years ago. .

"Is there anything I need to help?" At the same time, there was an old man who got out of the car. He was leaning on a cane tremblingly, his face was covered with layers of wrinkles, and he was kind and enthusiastic.

"Ah, yes." Goliath frantically took out a photo, which was not given to him by Hawkes, but based on Zhi Qiaozi's current appearance and modified with computer technology, as shown, she was five or six years old Approximate appearance at that time.

"I was entrusted by someone to look for this child." He put on a troubled look, "It is said that it is a child from a niece's family far away. Due to unknown reasons, we lost contact, but somehow, my mother died before she was alive. Tell me to find her, she must be eighteen or nineteen years old now, I heard that she used to live here, so I came here to look for her."

The old man leaned forward, and when he saw the girl's appearance, he crumpled together without teeth.

"It's Changzhi..." He let out an unknown sigh, as if he felt sorry for the person in his memory.

After a long time, he was finally able to obey his heart, and confessed from the bottom of his heart to his five-year-old child and his mother who depended on her for life.

"We are all sorry for her."

[Body: Osamu Dazai]

[Synchronization rate: 87%]