Yokohama script team dies online

Osamu Dazai was leaning against the metal wall of the elevator, the corners of his eyes were habitually drooping, and his slightly long dark eyelashes blocked his sight.The man raised his eyes and looked at the prismatic mirror directly in front of him. A man in a khaki windbreaker was also looking at him.

He first thought of Edogawa Ranpo who was still on the first floor—after all, this matter was quite important, then Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakajima Atsushi who were about to arrive here, and finally the chief's office that he was about to arrive at.

Dazai stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on the transparent mirror.

The familiar man in the mirror covered his left eye like this.

***

"Dazai, your surname is exactly the same as the leader of the port mafia."

After finally getting a little familiar with him, Kunikida Doppo asked his temporary partner a question he had long ago.After all, the surname "Dazai" is not seen everywhere, especially in Yokohama, almost everyone who has a little knowledge of the dark world keeps it secret.

And to introduce his surname so frankly, even if he put himself under the name of a detective agency, it will inevitably reveal a strangeness.

Kunikida pushed his glasses, and asked in a serious voice, "Are you Hegang..."

"That's right," Osamu Dazai continued without waiting for the man to finish speaking, "I do have some relationship with the leader of the port mafia."

Such an upright attitude made Kunikida Doppo slightly dispel some negative doubts.Sitting face to face with Osamu Dazai in the coffee shop downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency, a shocking thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "Could it be that you and the port mafia guy are also identical twins?!"

"No, they are fraternal twins." Dazai patted his palms lightly, and said with a smile, "This secret can shake the level of the entire Yokohama, Kunikida-kun, hurry up and write it down."

When the man really buried his head and was about to write in his notes, Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes and said in a playful tone, "I lied to you."

Kunikida Doppo immediately broke the pen in his hand: "Osamu Dazai!! You bastard!!!!"

Everyone in the cafe was surprised by this.At the beginning, some people were curious about what Dazai did to make this upright man so angry; later on, because Kunikida Doppo got angry so many times, everyone could even completely ignore his angry roar.

Dazai Osamu was still sitting on the seat, swinging his legs leisurely, and replied in his usual overly swaying tone: "Is it the fault of Kunikida-kun for being too simple? No matter how I think about it, it is impossible for me to have a relationship with that kind of high-ranking person." The relationship is right, to know a Mr. Ranpo is already a high incense for the ancestors."

The "Mr. Ranpo" here certainly does not refer to the one who is still in the detective agency.

Kunikida Doppo felt like his whole brain was shaking like crazy.After a while, he let out a long breath and said, "Because of Mr. Ranpo's promise, I believe you this time. Let's go, didn't you pester Oda to go on a mission with him this afternoon? "

Osamu Dazai agreed with a long voice, and said goodbye to Kunikida in his helpless and angry eyes: "Then goodbye."

After saying this, the man stood up and walked towards Sakunosuke Oda who was waiting for him outside the door.

Seeing that he finally came, Oda Sakunosuke nodded to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai also raised his hand happily, and greeted the man—this attitude is many times better than when he faced Kunikida, it can be called a double standard among people with double standards People, the pillar level is annoying.

Neither man spoke.Oda Sakunosuke never liked to take the initiative to talk too much, and Dazai Osamu, who was usually active and jumpy, also slanted his face, and there was a kind of emotion that was almost liquid in his eyes-it was not like flames or waves, but it was similar to the solidification of the deep seabed. The sea water is generally dark and stagnant in the man's eyes.

After a while, both of them walked from the upper reaches of Yokohama's iconic river to the middle reaches, and Dazai Osamu opened his mouth softly: "Odasaku, do you know there is a story about lighting a lamp?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head.After doing this, he remembered that Osamu Dazai, who turned his head and didn't look at him, was invisible, so he opened his mouth and answered, "No."

"It begins with a sage who was invited to give a lecture in the court," the man began to describe the story about the lamp in a serious manner, "and the king who respected the sage lit up all the lamps on his way back. lamp."

Having said this, Osamu Dazai suddenly paused.

The man shrank his neck, as if because of the cool autumn wind in Yokohama: "The wind is very strong at night, and all the lights are blown out."

After hearing this, Sakunosuke Oda finally realized what story the other party was telling: "The poor have a lamp?"

"Hey, as expected of a writer who is writing a book, Oda Tsukuru." Osamu Dazai shook his arm with great interest, "That's right, that's the lamp left by a man who wholeheartedly admired the sage." Lit' funny story."

Oda nodded slowly.Although the man didn't think this story was funny, his attitude of not liking excessive interference in other people's thoughts made him silently agree.

"How ridiculous—" Dazai repeated, and the cool autumn wind brought the whisper to Oda Sakunosuke's ear.The man was bouncing and walking by the river embankment, but what he said was completely different from his actions, mixed with a lot of rationality that was almost broken, "Obviously I have better things, but in the end because of external forces, I have to be like this." I was forced to throw it away, and I still have to say thankfully, 'Ah——I still have the last lamp after all, so congratulations, congratulations, congratulations'."

The two walked to a somewhat tall arch bridge.

"Odasaku." Osamu Dazai turned around suddenly, leaned himself on the dusty bridge, supported the metal railing with both hands, and just stopped, "Should have been groping forward in the dark. Those who do it know that they have the same light as the stars in the sky, how happy they should be."

Some long curly hair was gently blown together with the windbreaker of the same color as Odasaku, and the two men just faced each other and fell silent.

But soon, Osamu Dazai exhaled, the eyes of Iris seemed to have layers of flowers swinging in it, spreading out a more charming color with the wind.He smiled helplessly, and was about to fall into the river: "No way, since there is only the weakest last light left, I have no choice but to keep it tightly in my arms."

At this time, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Dazai Osamu's jeweled bow tie, and pulled his upper body back onto the bridge.

The man looked at Oda in bewilderment, couldn't help but blinked, and asked a question: "Oda Zuku, what's wrong?"

"If you want to leave, you have to say goodbye." Oda Sakunosuke first reprimanded him seriously like a parent educating a child, "Don't just leave without saying hello, I will inform my colleagues in the detective agency about this. "

Hearing this sentence, Osamu Dazai turned his head and hid his side face under the shadow of his fluffy hair. He didn't know what his expression was: "Who the hell left without saying goodbye..."

Oda Sakunosuke didn't understand what he said, and still had a serious face: "It's you now."

Dazai sighed, and took two steps to the side: "Okay, I understand, goodbye."

"And what you said just now," the man continued without hesitation. Although he was still standing where he was, he didn't feel any pressure, but what he said made Osamu Dazai stop his steps into the water, "Light If so, just extinguish it and light it again.”

"But there is no way to ignite it."

Osamu Dazai replied in a soft voice: "Some things won't go through the second time after the first time, Oda Tsukuru."

Oda Sakunosuke, who has his own logic, will not be as easily persuaded as other people—such as Nakahara Chuya, Kunikida Doppo, and Nakajima Atsushi.Hearing this sentence, he replied humbly, and said, "Then you can light up the lamp you have now. If a lamp is bright enough, it can also be more conspicuous than the stars like the sun?"

If someone else said this to Osamu Dazai, they might be ridiculed somewhere.But when the former best friend said so, the man tilted his head and thought for a while——

Finally, the corners of his mouth curled up, his brown-black eyeballs shone like sequins: "Although I don't like the sun very much, the moon is more to my liking—"

"But as a writer, you can speak a lot more than before."

After saying this, Osamu Dazai seemed to suddenly remember something, and took out his pocket: "Hey, I didn't bring any souvenirs..."

A question mark appeared on Oda Sakunosuke's head.

"No way, although this is quite expensive." Osamu Dazai muttered a few words in a low voice, then tore off his green gemstone bow tie, and stuffed it into Oda's hand at once.

Then, he smiled at the man and said, "This is a souvenir."

After Osamu Dazai finished explaining, he raised his hand and waved at Oda Sakunosuke, and threw it into the icy river like a thin piece of paper.

***

The man withdrew his hand and sneered twice with contempt for a certain peer.

Dazai touched his throat a little uncomfortable, it was blown by the wind, showing the emptiness that people had to endure secretly.However, his mood was the opposite of this discomfort. Although he was going to meet the person he disliked the most in this world, Osamu Dazai was still in a good mood.

He walked out of the elevator humming a ditty, and walked towards the chief's office deep in the corridor amidst the astonished eyes of the men in black on both sides of the corridor.

The author has something to say: Zai Zai is coming~

感谢在2020-04-0618:15:04~2020-04-0717:57:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 28 bottles of bells;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!