Canary of the gods

The rumble above the head continued, and the sand and stones fell down rustlingly, raising clouds of smoke and dust.

"The troublemakers are starting to make trouble." Osamu Dazai put his hand into the pocket of his coat, together with the recording pen.

One Sixiu stretched out his hand in the direction of the director's assistant, and flicked it through the air.

As if the director's assistant was really shot by him, his body fell back suddenly, and fell to the ground with a "boom", and when he looked again, he had already passed out.

Immediately afterwards, two ropes appeared out of thin air, tying up the fallen director's assistant and the haunted house owner round and round.

After solving the matter of these two guys, Jijiu looked up at the trembling ceiling, thinking whether he should take action to stop the "troublemaker" that Osamu Dazai said.

If you do it yourself, will the person who should have been slightly injured be seriously injured, the person who should have been seriously injured will die directly, and the casualty rate will rise sharply?

A temple repair hesitated.

It's not that he is unfounded, because this kind of thing is normal for him.

For example, he tried to go back in time to prevent the spontaneous combustion of the bus from happening, but the result was that the situation became more and more serious, and finally he had to let the whole incident return to the state when he did not intervene.

Those he loves will die, and all kinds of accidents will happen to those he bestows kindness on.

Even his omnipotent bamboo horse is no exception.But that guy's ability is big enough, even if there is any accident, it can be resolved smoothly.

And now...

Jojo Jijiu looked at Osamu Dazai, who was squatting next to the assistant director, and searched the latter.

This guy really doesn't seem to be affected by him.

Otherwise, Osamu Dazai would have died due to various accidents.

If nothing else, just mention the matter of "eating what he gives".

When he was in kindergarten, a temple cultivator was not very familiar with his abilities, and he didn't have much sense of crisis, let alone precautions.

At that time, there were not many children around him who were willing to approach him and play with him - when he grew up, he knew that this was actually done by him, in order to protect those children.

So from childhood to adulthood, a temple cultivator's friend... or someone who is a little closer to him is only him.

He likes to eat sweets, but his parents are worried that if he eats too much, he will cause tooth decay, so they are very strict in this aspect, and they don't give much pocket money.

But a temple repairer didn't have so many worries. It was so pitiful to see his bamboo horse drooling at the cake in the window but had no pocket money to buy it, so he bought it himself and gave half of it to his bamboo horse.

So on the way home, a temple monk witnessed with his own eyes how his bamboo horse choked on cakes, choked on drinking water, got into a car accident on the sidewalk, was robbed at a corner, and had a broken telephone pole. The head was smashed, the sewer manhole cover suddenly cracked... a series of accidents that became more and more exaggerated.

I heard that he also encountered many strange things at home later, such as watching a TV explode, opening the refrigerator, the refrigerator exploded, and the bookcase near the bookcase fell apart...

When we met in the kindergarten the next day, his bamboo horse face was covered with dark clouds, and he warned him in a heavy and very serious tone: "You must not be nice to anyone."

A monk in a daze: "Oh, oh..."

Ji Yitiao pulled back his wandering thoughts and said to Osamu Dazai, "Aren't you going to see what's going on outside?"

"Ok?"

Osamu Dazai took out a mobile phone from the director's assistant just now, and is currently checking the call records and historical emails.

After hearing a question from the priest, he said without looking back: "Don't worry, Kunikida-kun should have arrived here with the military and police by this time."

Huh?Yeah……

A temple cultivator was a little curious about the development outside, so he tapped on the wall next to him, and the picture outside the secret passage was projected on the wall, just like a movie was playing.

The crew never expected that before the police and ambulance arrived, they heard the explosion from upstairs again.

"Could it be that there are bombs planted all over the building?!"

These words were like a switch, opening a hole in the uneasiness in everyone's hearts, causing panic to quickly spread to the entire crew.

Suddenly, a person took steps towards the gate.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps became more and more frequent, faster and heavier, and finally there was a rumbling sound, which was not inferior to the explosion upstairs.

One after another, one after another, the roar overhead exploded from left to right.

In a trance, they even had the illusion that they were being chased desperately by bombs, as if they would explode behind them in the next second.

Fear is contagious.

The crowd pushed, cried, cursed loudly, and rushed to the open place outside.

"Everyone, don't panic, don't squeeze!"

Director Ishiuchi yelled loudly, trying to stabilize everyone's emotions, maintain order, avoid stampedes, and let them stop running around like headless chickens.

But in the face of the coming crisis, who can listen to it?Everyone still ran out regardless.

The leader just ran to the entrance of the hall, and the moment his vision widened, his mind suddenly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously...

Who would have expected the next second——

"boom!"

Several bombs landed in the front yard, and the impact of the explosion blew away the shooting tools placed around. Shrapnel and stones were scattered all over the place. Almost none of the crew members running in front could escape, and their faces and bodies were somewhat painted. .

Fortunately, they were still a little away from the bomb at that time, otherwise it was inevitable that they would be injured.

The bombs outside the courtyard were like hailstones, falling on the ground one after another. There was a bang after another, and no one dared to run outside.

They shrank tremblingly in the hall on the first floor, not daring to retreat or to go out.After a while there was an uncontrollable sob from a corner, followed by two or three more cries from here and there.

Director Ishiuchi didn't care about the shoes that were trampled off. He was sweating profusely and panting to appease everyone: "Big, don't panic! We have called the police before, and the police will soon..."

Before he finished speaking, and he didn't know if it was a hallucination, he actually heard the siren!

Director Shi Nei's heart skipped a beat, and he was still thinking: It can't be such a coincidence...

But he was obviously not the only one who heard the voice.

"Listen!"

"I think I heard sirens?"

"Illusion?"

"no no!"

The sound of the siren was getting closer and clearer, and the crew members who were still crying just now became more energetic.

Seeing that everyone was no longer anxious, Director Ishiuchi was somewhat relieved.

The explosion outside the house didn't seem to stop.

Flames and black smoke have spread over half of the haunted house. The props of the crew in the open space in the front yard were blown to pieces and scattered all over the floor. Gunpowder smoke and small flames can be seen everywhere.

The three members of the Armed Detective Agency, Doppo Kunikida, Junichiro Tanizaki, and Akiko Yosano drove to the scene, followed by the military police with live ammunition.

As soon as they got out of the car, they heard a wanton and arrogant laughter from the roof.

"Hahaha--"

A man wearing sunglasses and clogs stepped out of the billowing smoke, stepped on the railing, held a few lemon-shaped things in his hand, pulled out the safety catch, and threw it in the direction of the military police that had just arrived.

"Get down!"

The sound of the explosion not far away made people's ears buzz, and Junichiro Tanizaki, who was lying on the ground, waved away the gunpowder smoke that filled his eyes, and looked up at the roof.

"That guy is..."

Tanizaki Junichiro thought that person looked familiar.

"The wanted criminal who caused the bombing of the Maruzen Building is also a member of the port mafia, Kijiro Kajii." Kunikida crawled on his knees, took out a notebook and pen from his arms, and said to Junichiro Tanizaki seriously, "There is still There is a survivor, Tanizaki, who used supernatural powers to cover and go in with Dr. Yosano and the military police to save people!"

"Yes!"

in the secret room.

A Sixiu held a bag of potato chips that he didn't know where he came from, and while eating, he watched the rescue operation outside in all directions and from multiple angles through the projection.

He also manually zoomed in on a certain area, pointed to the man standing on the roof and asked Osamu Dazai: "Is he the 'troublemaker' you mentioned?"

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai was typing with one hand on the phone, and he responded without raising his head.

"It's the port mafia again..." A priest muttered.

He still remembered that the last time they went to the hospital to pick up the paintings, there was a traffic jam on the road, which was also caused by this organization.

Osamu Dazai also commented on them: They have always been very high-profile in Yokohama.

A Sixiu looked at the bomb maniac who was dancing on the roof and laughing especially loudly, and silently took out potato chips and took a bite.

It's really high-profile.

"Does this illegal organization have any enmity with them?"

Osamu Dazai had already put away his mobile phone at this time, walked to the side of a temple, and looked at the image on the wall with him.

"There's no grudge, but...they broke the rules of the Port Mafia."

"Breaking the rules?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged and said, "In the eyes of those guys, some businesses are absolutely untouchable in Yokohama."

"Drugs..." One Sixiu blinked, and said casually, "It seems that you are very familiar with the port mafia."

Osamu Dazai just smiled and didn't speak.

As soon as Kunikida Doppo and the military police rushed to the roof, Kajii Keijiro was picked up by a helicopter.

Under the cover of Junichiro Tanizaki and others, the crew of the film crew managed to escape. Except for some traumatic injuries, the others were fine.

Things outside are coming to an end, and a priest is also preparing to leave.But before he left, he glanced at Osamu Dazai, "You..."

Osamu Dazai waved the phone at him, "I have already sent an email to Kunikida-kun, and he will come over later. Thank you Xiu-kun this time. To express my gratitude, I have prepared a big gift for you !"

"That's not necessary..." A priest twitched the corner of his mouth, and disappeared in place with a "whoosh".

Osamu Dazai looked at the place where he disappeared, and smiled inexplicably.

You will be very surprised~