Complete Survival Manual

"Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky." Tsushima looked at the uninvited clown with natural curiosity on his face.He stepped back a few steps, leaving enough room for the uninvited guest to play in a polite manner.

"Correct answer!" Gogol greeted Jin Dao, "It's really rare in this land, a person who can say this name in one breath."

"Then next question!"

Gogol suddenly moved closer to Tsushima, stared into his eyes and said, "Guest, do you want to guess what I'm here for?"

Tsushima's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, oh, I'm afraid of pain." He said, "If possible, I still hope you can find a better way to walk."

Both of them were full of smiles, somewhat similar, yet completely different.

"Pfft." The clown jumped a few steps to distance himself, and laughed hahaha, "Sure enough, as Fei Jia said, you will leave here voluntarily with me. Ahhh, the bet with Fei Jia no matter when It's all so fun."

Tsushima took the time to ask him, "Did you win?"

"On the contrary!" Gogol spread his hands, "I will lose every time. From the very beginning of the bet, I have never won!"

"What a pity." Gogol shrugged Tsushima's sincere regret.

"Okay, the time is almost up, I have to move quickly." He shook his cloak, and out of nowhere he took out a weapon that could explode the audience - a small silver lighter.

"Smog will be the best curtain call partner, let's go, Tsushima." Gogol said with a smile, "It's time for us to exit."

"boom--"

……

There was a loud explosion, and Atsushi Nakajima stopped suddenly.

"Akutagawa! Did you hear that?!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "My hearing is fine." He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and when he spoke again, his voice was calm, "3 minutes ago, Mr. Dazai sent a location."

"This voice..." Atsushi Nakajima looked around and quickly locked the direction, "It's over there!"

It was not difficult to determine the location of the explosion, where flames and smoke were rising.The riots caused by the frightened crowd spread quickly and died down quickly.

The people in the Hakata area showed extraordinary qualities at this moment, and the panic of most people did not affect their emergency evacuation.

Atsushi Nakajima was a little dazed, almost being dragged away by the evacuated crowd.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "Living in a city where accidents happen all the time, people are always more accustomed to chaos than people living in a normal society. How long are you going to be in a daze, man tiger!"

The black cloth strips pulled Atsushi Nakajima out of the heavy surroundings, and then he threw it casually in disgust, as if he was throwing garbage.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

[It's too casual! ]

"Anyway, anyway, let's go to the place where the explosion happened first." Atsushi Nakajima took out his mobile phone to check the map, "It should not be far from where we are going... Eh? So close!"

"Haven't you found it yet?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't look at the map, put his hands in his pockets, and looked in the direction of the explosion.

"That's the address Mr. Dazai gave us."

Atsushi Nakajima: "What..."

"I see, I understand what Mr. Dazai means."

Atsushi Nakajima: "...huh?"

"It's really useless, Renhu." Akutagawa Ryunosuke sneered, "If you don't understand anything, just follow me as much as you want. This time, I want to prove to Mr. Dazai that only I am..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't finish his sentence, Atsushi Nakajima was full of question marks.

The hem of the black windbreaker swayed and changed shape, several black shadows flashed, and Rashomon pushed the ground.Relying on the thrust, Ryunosuke Akutagawa accelerated suddenly and rushed towards their destination.

"Akutagawa!" Atsushi Nakajima was stunned. Seeing the figure of Akutagawa Ryunosuke going away, he gritted his teeth and used the new skill that he had only explored a while ago without proficiency.

It is still a bit difficult for Atsushi Nakajima to become a local tiger.

After the squatting boy had finished accumulating energy, he ran after him with furry legs.

"There's a limit to what you can say for yourself, you, Akutagawa—"

……

Osamu Dazai walked quickly through the alleyway.

The faint light emitted by the mobile phone did not illuminate the road ahead, and the bright spot in the middle of the screen flickered regularly.

The explosion was so powerful that the eardrums swelled and received the impact, and the tiny earth and rocks on the ground trembled and shifted from their original positions.

Osamu Dazai felt all this clearly, because he was really close to the explosion site.

So close that his heartbeat was off balance for a few seconds.

This feeling was a bit subtle, and for a moment, Osamu Dazai thought that wonderful empathy had returned.

He pressed his hand to the wall, and the courtyard separated by the wall has been silent since the explosion, as if there was no one there.

But he knew that the person he was looking for was in that courtyard now.Maybe a few minutes ago, or even a few seconds ago, just passed this fence.

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth, and silently spit out that person's name.

[Tsushima. ]

[Shuji Tsushima. ]

Familiar surnames and unfamiliar first names.

I don't know when it started, when they were connected together, the first thing he thought of was no longer the disgusting childhood.

The name has taken on new meaning.

[I often don't know what I want. In fact, most of the living people don't know what they want.My eyes are always wandering when I look at other things, as if everything is similar. ]

[It's like fireworks rising into the sky, and the cherry blossoms are just blooming.People should feel joy when they see beautiful things, right?But I don't. ]

[Not once. ]

He stared at his fingers that were slowly pushing hard, almost digging into the wall.

[All I could think of was "ah, that's it" kind of banal thought. ]

[so……]

So what was Tsushima thinking as they walked through the long, narrow alley together the morning after his return?

The light spot moved to a certain position silently.

After a few final blinks, the screen faded to black.

Then the phone vibrated continuously.

It was shaking constantly, showing its presence to its owner.

Osamu Dazai didn't look at the screen, and moved his fingers to connect the phone.

"Mr. Dazai!" Eri Ihara's urgent voice over there, she said anxiously: "The signal of the locator was interrupted just now! The last location of the president was a bookstore on the next street, and Ueno took over that bookstore All the surveillance in the vicinity, but after screening, no image of the president was found through the surveillance."

"he--"

"It's a motorcycle." Osamu Dazai raised his head, a line of sky was divided by the walls on both sides, a few scattered stars sprinkled in the sky, and the faint light reflected in his eyes.

Ihara Eri: "What?"

"It was mentioned in the information that Zenji Baba gave you, 'There is an abandoned motorcycle where the white clown disappeared'." Osamu Dazai said, "I came here to confirm the situation of the motorcycle, and now the motorcycle is gone."

"The moving speed of the motorcycle..." Eri Ihara also thought of something, "The president is no longer near the bookstore, he was taken away?!"

No need for Dazai Osamu to say anything, Ihara Eri hurriedly called Ueno Daichi to adjust the direction of the investigation.

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone.

He gave a wrong train of thought.

No one knew better than him what the disappearance of the locator signal meant.

This is the tacit understanding between him and Tsushima.

[Sometimes the disappearance of the signal does not necessarily mean that the locator was found destroyed, and there may be other reasons. ] Osamu Dazai ran, the sand-colored hem of his clothes drifted backwards with inertia, [The final location is in a bookstore, so...]

Dostoevsky is in that bookstore!

……

This was before Tsushima left for Kyoto.

The small locator was pinched by two fingers, lifted up and placed in front of his eyes.

"I want to add an insurance policy."

Osamu Dazai's eyes followed the locator, "Is this the insurance?"

"That's right." Tsushima's smile deepened, and the corners of his lips curved into a gentle arc. "I will inevitably be injured in Kyoto. During the period, I will find opportunities to let a reliable doctor bury it in the wound."

"Hey——" Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, "It sounds like it hurts."

Tsushima looked back at Osamu Dazai, his upside-down perspective turned the world upside down.

"This is the most reliable method." He said, "Its signal is very stable. The younger generation who made it told me that it can even operate without interruption for a month."

"Is there a good signal for a month?" Osamu Dazai walked over, took the locator and observed it carefully.

Tsushima: "That's right, one month." He said, "If something happens to it in a small accident within a month... well, there's nothing you can do about it. Sometimes accidents that take the initiative always come suddenly."

"Active accident?" Osamu Dazai looked at Tsushima.

Tsushima smiled, "That's right, it was an accident on my own initiative."

The word "active" is vaguely emphasized.

They met their gazes, and then staggered in the next second.The small locator was lying in Osamu Dazai's hand, and he handed it to Tsushima.

"Really good insurance."

……

[If the signal is lost, there is only one possibility. ]

[——I took the initiative to cut off the signal. ]

……

Walking up the winding stairs of the bookstore, there are hanging new book recommendations on both sides of the less spacious stairs.

Under the large cover photo are a few words of recommendation. Tsushima walked past them and paused when he came across a book he was interested in.For some unknown reason, Gogol, who was leading the way, did not urge him, but just watched his every move with great interest.

At the end of the stairs, Tsushima met the person he wanted to see.

"Nice meeting, Tsushima-kun." The man in the felt hat said, "I've wanted to see you for a long time."

The author has something to say: the existence of the locator is not only to locate the location of Tsushima, but also to tell Dazai that Mr. Tuo has appeared.

Locator: Hidden merit and fame.

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Thanks Moxibustion for mine!

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