Yokohama old father writes book daily

Bullets are a product of modern social science's pursuit of violence.

Although it is often said that the weapon itself has no mind, it is the person who wields the weapon who commits the crime.But this does not change that every bullet is given a good killing mission at the beginning of manufacture.

The firing of the bullet requires high temperature and pressure, and when it is finally pushed out of the chamber, it will produce a very short detonation.

Those with evil intentions love this sound, but the timid and cowardly fear it.

Oda Sakunosuke belongs neither to the former nor to the latter, he is just used to this kind of popping sound, just like novelists are used to the soft rustling sound when the tip of a pen is drawn on the page.

"boom--!"

Then came death.

A streamer-like illusion appeared in front of Oda Sakunosuke.

A bungalow, a dance hall, a group of warriors, an enemy who wants to die, and... blood, a lot of blood.

He couldn't tell which was other people's blood and which was his own. He only knew that he had brought death to others and himself at the same time.

As a creature like a human being, it is probably only when death is imminent that we can understand the most important part of life.

At this moment, he thought of the five children he had adopted, and it was so painful that he couldn't keep any of them.Then he thought about his dream of being a novelist, and it was a pity that he couldn't write the story he wanted to write.Finally he thought of Osamu Dazai...

Dazai, that guy is just an overly smart child, a crying child left alone in the long void.

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly felt strong regret.

The reason why he and Ango have been able to stay by Dazai's side all the time is because they understand the loneliness that surrounds Dazai, but they just stand there and never get involved in it.

Thinking about it now, maybe it was a mistake not to get involved in that lonely thing...

No, it should be said that it must be wrong.

If he could do it all over again, he wanted to hold Dazai's hand tightly, and he wanted to rescue Dazai from the too deep loneliness.Or at least hug Dazai, stay with Dazai, let Dazai know that this loneliness is not alone, and he will be with him!

But it was too late to understand this.

The bullet pierced through the chest, a large amount of blood flowed on the floor, and the pain spread from the heart to the fingertips like a stream.

Oda Sakunosuke saw Dazai Osamu who was rushing towards him in the illusory light and shadow. That person seemed to be about to cry, and he shouted sadly: "Oda Saku!"

It's still this intimate name for punctuating sentences in subtle places.Before Dazai, everyone called him "Oda", but after Dazai, "Oda" was forced to become "Oda Zuo".

He couldn't help smiling slightly: "Dazai..."

Next is the will.

Although he successfully finished his last words without dramatically breaking the words before a certain key message, which caused the common passage in the novel that would make readers vomit blood, he was still not satisfied.

If you insist on why you are not satisfied, it is probably because you want to eat curry, but you can't eat it anymore, right?

"I really want to eat curry..." He sighed sadly.

"Stop talking in your sleep, since you want to eat curry, get up quickly! You have been lying down for almost a day!" A sullen female voice suddenly broke into Oda Sakunosuke's ears.

This voice is a little different from everything just now, it is too clear and too loud, the texture is too real, it is almost in the ear.

But there shouldn't be any women next to his ears.

He couldn't help but opened his eyes and sat up, looking to his side dully.I found myself in a place that seemed to be a dormitory, lying on a bed with my hands and feet stiff.Next to her was a black-haired woman with a butterfly-shaped metal hairpin on her head, with a capable and neat demeanor, her hands on her hips.

"Huh? Already awake?" The woman picked up a small flashlight, and took a look into Oda Sakunosuke's eyes. "Huh, it seems that there is no problem. Tell me, why did you suddenly pass out at the meeting?"

Meeting?What meeting?

Oda Sakunosuke thought in confusion.

But the woman in front of her was obviously a doctor, and she was very skillful in using a small flashlight to illuminate people's eyes just now, so she shouldn't be an enemy.So without any resistance, he answered honestly: "I don't know."

The female doctor sighed: "Forget it, I won't ask any more. Anyway, everyone is worried about you, especially the president. You should go to the detective agency with me first, and tell the president face-to-face."

So Oda Sakunosuke followed the female doctor out of the dormitory, crossed the road, entered a reddish-brown brick building, and finally took the elevator to the fourth floor.

The plaque of "Armed Detective Agency" written in brush calligraphy hangs high outside the elevator, and this entire floor seems to belong to this detective agency.

After following the female doctor into a conference room, he was surrounded by familiar greetings: "You are here, what happened to you during the morning meeting?" "Do you want some water?" "It was poisoned." ?"

This kind of familiarity and enthusiasm is beyond his comprehension, because he feels that he does not know anyone in front of him.

Even if his memory is poor, it shouldn't cause this situation.And he was sure that his memory had always been good.

So these people are all wrong, right?

"Oda, sit down, do you know the reason why you fainted?" The middle-aged man sitting at the top said majestically.

This sentence seemed to give some final instructions, and the meeting room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Oda Sakunosuke, waiting patiently for his reply.

Oda Sakunosuke fell into confusion.

He carefully observed the man at the top who should be the president, but did not sit down as requested by the other party.

The imposing manner on the opponent made him feel familiar, and being able to call out the word "Oda" showed that he was not admitting his mistake.If you think about it carefully, you may be able to think of something.

After a while, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help closing his eyes.

He recognized it, he had actually seen this person before, and even fought against him before.

That was a long time ago. At that time, he did not have the dream of writing a novel. He was just a killer with a hollow heart. Once he was betrayed and was arrested and about to take the blame.

It was this very imposing middle-aged man at the time, and there might be another little ghost—he was covered by a thick black cloth bag and couldn’t see anything—the middle-aged man and the kid entered the scene randomly, using A few words of conversation point out the betrayer.

After listening in and confirming the situation, he overturned the chair that was tied to him, intending to kill the traitor.Although his hands are tied and his head is covered with a cloth bag, he is confident that he can do it as long as he is free from the chair and his body can move freely.

The middle-aged man was probably the bodyguard invited by the traitor, so they had to fight.

He definitely couldn't beat him. In the end, he could only do his best to find the right opportunity to kill the traitor, and then obediently gave up resistance.

The other party took off the cloth bag on his head, and they were able to look at each other up close and remember each other's looks.

Then he was strangled and taken to the underground detention center of the police station.

Then, they quickly met again.The other party had a person they wanted to save, so they approached him to ask for relevant information, and the reward he asked for at the time was-Curry.

The memory ended here, and Oda Sakunosuke opened his eyes again. Although he still couldn't figure out the current situation, his mood was still calm.

Compared to his calmness, the other person in the conference room was extremely shocked.

It was a squinting young man with a shirt, vest and tie, an ocher shawl, and a hat of the same color. When he jumped up, he almost knocked over the chair: "You! Don't you remember us?"

This question was a bit out of date, and seemed to be based on keen observation and reasoning. Oda Sakunosuke didn't know whether he should nod or shake his head.

If he remembers, he does still remember, for example, the shocked young man in front of him, he remembered that he bumped into himself not long ago, on his way to death, and warned himself: "You can't go, you are going place, because you will die if you go there."

In fact, this warning was unnecessary, because of course he knew that he would die, and he took his gun and bullets to the bungalow to attend the appointment just to kill the enemy at the price of his own life.

The whole thing went smoothly, and if there was anything wrong in the end, it was that he, who was supposed to be dead, was brought here for questioning for no reason.

But he thinks that the "remember" in the squint-eyed youth problem should not refer to this matter, but to another more familiar "remember", such as a good relationship with colleagues.

Probably his dull expression gave the young man some kind of signal. The squinting young man opened his eyes in surprise, revealing a very clear green color, and announced loudly: "Oda has lost his memory! It's over, it was agreed yesterday. There are two big boxes of snacks!"

This seemed to be another kind of speech that was more effective than the president's speech, and there was an instant commotion in the conference room.

"No way, I've only joined the company for two days, how could this happen!" A gentle-looking young man with short hair pinning his hairpin panicked.

"If you lose your memory, all the subsequent arrangements will be overturned." A young man wearing glasses with pigtails tapped his pen impatiently and distressed.

"Amnesia is a kind of brain damage, right? I haven't studied it yet, let me cut it twice and try!" The black-haired female doctor with a butterfly hairpin rolled up her sleeves excitedly.

The president sitting at the top raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then looked at Oda Sakunosuke with questioning eyes: "Do you still remember our names?"

"I don't remember." Oda Sakunosuke answered honestly.

"I am the president of the Armed Detective Agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi."

Next, everyone in the conference room briefly introduced themselves: the short-haired young man is called Tanizaki Junichiro, his special ability is [Xiyuki], the glasses young man is called Kunikida Doppo, his special ability is [Dopou Yinke], and the squint-eyed young man His name is Edogawa Ranpo, and his ability is [Super Reasoning]. The female doctor is called Yosano Akiko, and his ability is [Please Don’t Die].

Oda Sakunosuke also introduced himself subconsciously, but he got stuck in his job.

He guessed that he should also be a member of the detective agency, although he had no such impression at all.

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at him inquiringly: "If you don't remember us, then you have lost your memory for at least a year. Do you still remember what happened earlier?"

"Remember, I used to be a killer." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

It was rare for him to think carefully, and he didn't say anything about his working as a waiter at the bottom of the Hong Kong gangsters, let alone the fact that the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, Mori Ogai, sent him a silver oracle, allowing him to experience it before he died. Two days of authority of Hong Kong gangsters.

Compared with the Hong Kong gangsters, there is nothing that cannot be said about the past when he was a killer.

But obviously, he didn't consider directly saying the word "killer". Except for Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo who had expected it, the other three people in the conference room were all frightened by him.

Yosano Akiko was the one who calmed down the fastest. She was surprised at first, and then straightened her expression.

Junichiro Tanizaki was so shocked that his face turned pale, and he fell on the back of the chair limply and weakly, as if he could faint at any time.

Kunikida Doppo's performance was the most exaggerated, he raised his neck like a fighting cock and screamed "Killer Killer?!" while breaking the pen in his hand.

Oda Sakunosuke watched a pen break like this, and couldn't help but feel very sorry.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely, his tone flat and without ups and downs.

If he had known that speaking out about his past as a killer would scare people, he probably wouldn't have opened his mouth.

The author has something to say: Nearly three months have passed, and I have finally developed another brain hole!This time it is self-cut leg flesh, weaving too much or too weaving, how to look at fate.

Regarding the if line, if you haven't read it, it shouldn't affect reading this article. I will explain it clearly.

It is now about a year before Akatsuki joined the company on the IF line, and Kenji has not yet joined the company.I may have brought up Tanizaki's entry time, but it doesn't matter anyway XD

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