Yokohama Survival Guide

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Summer in Yokohama is unbearably hot.

Supervising the smuggling ships in the port is hard work. If it wasn't for this opportunity to secretly play with the newly issued K212, Matsumoto would never have taken shifts for Okura.

The life of the bottom members of the Hong Kong gangsters is not easy, and even the rotation requires the cooperation of different departments.

No, Okura's teammate happens to be the talker Yamamoto who belongs to Dazai's cadre.Listening to him muttering today's strange talk all afternoon, Matsumoto was almost annoyed by him.

/ Oh, bear with me, Matsumoto.You see, this unlucky guy has a few days to live.After Mr. Dazai's defection, there will definitely be a big cleansing within the organization, so let's think of it as hospice care. /

While stroking the barrel of the gun lovingly, the short man rolled his eyes and comforted himself.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Central Plains cadres saved his ears.

The orange-haired man walked over with an iced drink in his hand, and rewarded his subordinates who were suffering through hardships. He seemed to have maintained a rare good mood since the enemy of his life defected.

Talking Yamamoto can't read his face.

He bowed obsequiously, took the condolences and tasted iced drinks, and surrounded him without a trace, trying hard to talk to Zhongye Zhongye.

This made Matsumoto extremely disdainful:

After all, this guy Yamamoto's former immediate boss is Lord Zhongyuan's deadly enemy!

However, Lord Zhongyuan deserves to be Lord Zhongyuan.

He has an extraordinary bearing, and he has no intention of caring about the past of small people.Instead of scolding Yamamoto who had no winks, the good-tempered one just stopped, tilted his head and began chatting obediently with the man again and again.

"Hey, Lord Zhongyuan, have you heard the recent rumors?"

The thin man started with a routine statement, and lowered his voice mysteriously.Unlike other low-level members who are timid and timid, Yamamoto has suffered under Dazai Osamu for a long time, and he has formed a unique way of dealing with people and things.If he underestimated him like Morimoto, he would just be tricked maliciously by this guy.

"--What do you mean? I haven't heard of it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no plans for the time being, and his curiosity was aroused by the other party's hook.He was not a very airy boss in the first place, so he simply took over the conversation straightforwardly.

"Don't think I'm crazy, Lord Zhongyuan! The recent BBS is full of gossip about the mysterious author. To be honest, you can't believe this kind of weird thing!"

Yamamoto winked and waved at the two audience members, signaling them to move closer.When he saw Nakahara Zhongya taking a step forward in cooperation, Matsumoto rolled his eyes and blocked the remaining gap.

Seeing this, Yamamoto swallowed his saliva, and slowly took out a thick black box from his arms.

He carefully opened the seal on one side that had been opened once, and poured out a square thing.

As soon as the thing saw the light, Matsumoto immediately showed a look of disappointment—it was just a hardcover book.

"That's it?"

The short man stood up straight in disgust, silently despising himself for the nervousness just now.

"It's not ordinary! Matsumoto, this is the hottest urban ghost story nowadays." The thin Yamamoto slowly opened the book cover, and showed the blank and yellowed pages to the other two.Obviously the binding is exquisite, but when you actually open it, you will find that this is indeed a wordless book.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, thinking to himself, most likely someone with a heart is making trouble.Generally speaking, urban anecdotes should not spread into the darkness of the city itself—the Hong Kong gangster organization in Yokohama is an important part of urban ghost stories. It makes no sense for the members to believe in unreasonable horror stories, right?

The facts were as he had guessed. Soon, Yamamoto pointed to a certain page and explained, "Look here, Mr. Central Plains."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, took off his gloves, stretched out his hand, and touched the paper.

There was an unexpected dark line in the lower right corner of the yellowed page, indicating its page number.

This is a blank on page 333.

"What is this? A wordless book? Or a version for the blind?" The orange-haired officer joked in a calm tone, "Yamamoto, you don't want to say that the new trend in Yokohama is the king's new clothes, do you?"

"No, no, no, I don't have the guts to amuse you." Yamamoto smiled humbly, rubbed his hands, and added excitedly, "Don't tell me, there are times when urban ghost stories are reliable! This book is definitely a fucking book. A work of genius! It can definitely arouse the fear of readers, I swear, even the little devil in the confinement room is not so effective!"

"Q? I think you are out of your mind."

Chuya Nakahara shook his head, he thought that Yamamoto should be bragging, there is absolutely no other possibility.

After all, Q's Brain Hell is notoriously difficult to deal with. How could it be such a coincidence that Yamamoto discovered a horror novel that could overwhelm psychic abilities?If this is the case, the recent death toll in Yokohama must be several times higher.

"Hey, I knew you wouldn't believe me. I'll lend you this book!" Yamamoto clapped his hands and put the box into Nakahara Chuya's hand. "You don't know how bad I was to prove it works! I found that place after wandering all over Yokohama."

"I guess the author probably got the material from there, damn it, I think Mr. Dazai's paintings are much more normal compared to it!" Speaking of this, the thin man shuddered, and reluctantly took 'that place' ', "I used to think that abstraction to the extreme would make people feel horrible, but then I realized that the ultimate creepiness is lifelike!"

After hearing the name of his deadly enemy, Chuya Nakahara became more and more interested.

He thought for a while, and simply stuffed the book and the book box into his arms.

"Where is the place you mentioned? I find it very interesting."

"No, no, if you are interested in ghost stories, I recommend you to go to Aomori, or Kabukicho." Yamamoto waved his hands with a bitter face, and he twitched his mouth, wishing to swallow what he just said, "You should read the book first Well, books are good inspiration too."

I have to say that Yamamoto is really good at exaggerating the atmosphere.

So far, Chuya Chuya's interest and appetite have been completely lifted.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say more for the time being, he simply shrugged his shoulders and planned to take a good look at this magical wordless book after get off work.

But unfortunately, this time the hostile organization just came to make trouble.

It was already 02:30 in the morning after Zhongyuan Zhongye finished his affairs.

He hurried back to the apartment, took a shower, and came out wiping his hair, only to recall the strange rumor he had heard from Yamamoto in the afternoon.

With a touch of curiosity, the man half leaned against the head of the bed and flipped through the pages of the book at will.

Yamamoto has said that he thinks the book offers horror far beyond Brain Hell.To be honest, Zhongyuan Zhong also thinks this is the biggest flaw - the author's knowledge cannot override his own cognition, the principle of Q's supernatural ability, to put it bluntly, is to arouse the deepest fear in the individual's heart, if this is the case, why? What terror could possibly exceed its limits?Not to mention that he later added that he found the source of terror in Yokohama—hey, this is a concession city, but you say that there is a terrifying entity that is far beyond the concept, isn't it absurd!

The more he thought about it, the more Chuya Nakahara scoffed at Yamamoto's exaggerated remarks.The motivation that drove him to watch it gradually changed from curiosity to boredom.He decided to read the story, but the next day he would have a good laugh at the vulgar level of the other party's fabricated story.

The man's slender fingers flipped the yellowed pages over and over again, and occasional incoherent writing appeared on the blank pages.If you string them together, you will get a not-so-new, vulgar story full of old-fashioned Chinese luxury.Words and sentences are full of madness and unrestrained chaos, and each character in the story makes a footnote for his behavior with madness and weirdness.

It's not very comfortable, especially when it specifically depicts the delicate intersection between individual and group, individual and individual, life and non-life.Yamamoto is right, this story is indeed more creepy than Dazai Osamu's self-portrait, the former is at least the 'whole' from the perspective of Gestalt Gestalt, and this story is fragmented and inverted, whether there are names, word order, symbols Overlap and Misuse of — No, Maybe Not Misuse?

Zhong Yuanzhong also licked his lips confidently. It is very likely that the author's intention is to scare people with specific details and vague concepts?

He felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time he was attracted by the ending of the story.

What kind of ending should such a crazy story match?

Just thinking about it like this made him not want to put the book down.

Ordinary horror stories tend to quickly disengage people, because people's daily lives are rich enough, and a large amount of information will gradually dilute the concentration of horror and help them slow down their beating hearts.But this strange storybook is different, it's so real!

It is clearly describing the story of the previous generation, but the words and deeds of the characters are vivid, as if they really live somewhere in the world, and the author just presents them truthfully in another way.And this presentation is also malicious, the author magnifies the portrayal of the soul, so that the evil of human nature is fully interpreted!What's worse, the symbolic character pronouns blur the boundaries between characters, which makes readers often confused about the difference between monologue and dialogue. When superimposed together, it seems that the whole world is one person uttering grotesque mourning. He incarnates the whole story, and splits into every character; he hides quietly in the broken text on the page, as cold as a poisonous snake, waiting maliciously to take a bite when you don't pay attention!

"Hiss—this is too miserable!"

After accidentally reading it all night, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had bloodshot eyes, staring at the picture on the last page in disbelief.

Here, the protagonist of the story is mercilessly dismembered, and every member of the family devoutly devours his flesh and blood.

The cruel scene was recorded in Ukiyo-e style.

The full-color illustrations are quite uncomfortable, especially when gazing at the half-smile of the protagonist as he suffers.

It is so realistic that when looking at him, the monologue of the protagonist in the text description seems to emerge in the reader's mind.That moment of suffering is superimposed with the joy of the perpetrator, resembling the familiar faces of every family member.

Nakahara also stared at the illustration, and let out a sigh of relief.

He felt that these pictures were very familiar, but he couldn't find the source of the familiarity.

But the remaining time was not enough for him to continue thinking. In order not to be late for work, he hurriedly put on a three-piece suit, pushed open the door of the apartment and ran towards the parking lot.

While getting off the elevator, he accidentally bumped into his new neighbor.The tall, silver-haired man kindly forgave him for his faux pas, and the two parted before they had much time to talk.

When Zhong Yuan stepped into the office, he happened to see Matsumoto lowering his head and tidying up his desk.

With the mood of sharing, the orange-haired man patted his subordinate on the shoulder, and said with a sigh: "Yesterday was really amazing, I didn't expect that guy Yamamoto to find such a great book! Hey, Matsumoto, I finished reading it." ,do you want……"

"Master Zhongyuan, what are you talking about?" The short man looked at his boss in confusion, put down the document in his hand, passed the photo in his hand, and then asked slowly, "But I Yesterday I was fighting with Ozaki cadre, did you remember wrongly? It was Okura who went out to act."

"Huh? But I obviously..."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little confused, he scratched his head, and always felt that there was something wrong with Matsumoto's words.

But after receiving the photo handed over by Matsumoto, he quickly shifted the responsible cadre's attention to other places - the person in the photo is Yamamoto, and this guy happens to be the subordinate of that bastard Osamu Dazai.It seems that he was finally caught after being chased and intercepted, and the purge did a good job of cleaning up the remaining suspicious characters.

The dead Yamamoto lay alone in a pool of blood, and the nearby black suits stared at the caught prey excitedly and reverently.

Well, this is normal.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also speechless. Of course he knew that one of the three iron rules that Hong Kong gangster organizations must not violate: traitors will be tortured.

So it is normal for Yamamoto to be executed now. Of course, everyone has to share the flesh and blood of the traitor, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.

The only thing that made him uncomfortable was probably Yamamoto's half-smile expression in the photo when he was suffering, right?

The author has something to say:

According to the agreement, we met Kesdost 233333. Although he only showed two faces, the hints of the two times are very obvious~ Guys at night, I am starting to get hairy

The title pays tribute to the mouse in the wall, the story mode pays tribute to the statue of Pickman, and the description idea pays tribute to the fantasy Edo calendar.

Hahahaha, this is our last episode, and this place has obviously been miserably played.

I originally planned to make a long postscript, but when I think about it, formalism may only make me narcissistic. Hey, let’s condense it into one sentence here: I have supported all the cuties in this article, and those who left comments, Those who threw thunder, those who sent nutrient solution, those who read articles...all of you who have supported this article in various forms, I love you! ! !This is a story that belongs to us, okay, I bow deeply, thank you, and tolerate my immaturity.This article is really a collection of all kinds of weird elements and attempts, second person, timeline, set-up, Cthulhu, SCP, character blackening, complex world view... They may be great ideas, but they are affected by Limited to my immaturity, I look very immature, thank you for your tolerance, it can have a relatively smooth ending!

If you still like me, we will meet in a new story, and I will try to try various elements, make a fist!

The sweet article "Guide to Love in Yokohama" is in progress, sprinkling sugar crazily to make up for the happiness of Chuya X Dost

Shuangwen's "Yokohama Anti-Cheat Guide" is in advance, the plot is a battle of wits, Nakaya and Daust's mindless and unhappy combination, it is estimated that the November holiday?Seeing that the big fraud master suddenly became interested, it is probably a deception

The horror novel "What Did Dazai Do Wrong" is in advance, the gloomy story of nihilism Cthulhu, opened in winter, suitable for the cold atmosphere, different Zaizai

Pure CP to the product "Animal Rhapsody" is completed, double black brain hole, furry game high! ! !

In short, if you are interested, please come to the column to have a look, I am always there.

I’m Hualaojun, and everyone’s SS, I love you so much QAQ

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