Canary of the gods

After some thought, the prisoner put the gun in his hand on the table, showing that he had no intention of being his enemy.

"How do you want to cooperate?"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and said unhurriedly, "Then first of all, of course, is the issue of the bombs planted in various places in Yokohama."

The prisoner rubbed his fingers indistinctly, and said, "What?"

He thought, as long as Osamu Dazai's goal was to let him disarm the bomb, then there was no need for them to cooperate, and the subordinates who were waiting outside would break into the door and take him down.

At that time, wouldn't it be a matter of torture to ask the other party to obediently hand over the secrets of the port mafia?

However, what Osamu Dazai said next surprised the other party a little: "You installed too few bombs."

"...Huh?" The prisoner froze for a moment, his brain activity stopped for a few seconds.The fantasy of torturing this former Hong Kong gangster cadre that had been born in his mind before disappeared suddenly.

"What did you say?"

"I said you have installed too few bombs." Osamu Dazai raised a finger and shook it in front of his eyes, "I guess, when you were avoiding the police, you didn't rush into the port mafia. The territory? After all, your organization had conflicts with them not long ago. If you were found by them when you wandered in their territory, you might be fired over with a shot."

"..." That's right.

"That's why I said, you have placed too few bombs!" Osamu Dazai said in a sad tone, "What do those guys care about most? One cares about people, and the other cares about their business. 437 bombs are a lot to say, but they are scattered. In the whole of Yokohama, how far can each bomb reach?"

"..."

"You avoided the port mafia's territory far away before, so how much impact and loss will the next explosion have on them?" Osamu Dazai analyzed it bit by bit, "At this time you go around them In the rear, after killing their leader, do you think it is more likely that you will be in power, or that you will be beaten to death by the furious and powerful Hong Kong gangsters?"

That's right...

The prisoner held his chin, frowned slightly, and asked, "That is to say, their power will be weakened next?"

Osamu Dazai nodded: "That's right, but this speed must be controlled well. Otherwise, if the spring is pressed to the extreme, if you accidentally let go, the force rebounding on you will still not be small."

"Well...you're right." He agreed with Osamu Dazai, and then asked, "Then where do you think the bomb should be placed next?"

Osamu Dazai asked him for the map and pen of Yokohama, and drew circles on it without much hesitation.

The prisoner leaned towards him curiously, looked down at the increasing number of circles on the map, and couldn't help but sigh: "You really know them well..."

Osamu Dazai said without raising his head: "At any rate, I have also been a cadre. There are many business sites here, and I used to be in charge of them."

"This is also..."

"All right."

Not long after, Osamu Dazai stopped the pen in his hand.

He has already drawn a large area of ​​circles on the map, which still dazzles the eyes at first glance.

"Let me see……"

The prisoner stretched out his hand to pick up the map, looked at it carefully, and frowned slightly, wondering: "There are so many places, there are so many policemen outside..."

"No problem, just follow the route I gave you."

"route?"

"Look, it's like this..." Osamu Dazai moved closer to him, stretched out a finger, and connected the circles together with one stroke.

There was nothing wrong with it at first, but when Osamu Dazai's fingers were halfway through, the prisoner realized something was wrong, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around to get the pistol he had put on the table before.

However, Dazai Osamu clasped his wrist quickly, and then kicked the opponent's knee again, with a clean catch, directly suppressing him to the floor.

The map that was originally held by the prisoner floated down in mid-air and happened to fall right under the prisoner's nose.His face was gloomy, his eyes were gloomy, staring at the word "idiot" that could be written in a line, and the veins on his neck burst out of anger.

"Human disqualification."

Osamu Dazai pressed on the struggling prisoner, pinned his arm behind his back with one hand, strangled his neck with the other, and then read out the name of his own ability slowly.

In the next second, the countdown bombs danced in the room, and all of them turned into aura particles and disappeared in midair.

"asshole--"

The prisoner's face and neck were flushed red, and he roared angrily, "What are you waiting for?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang", and the door was kicked open from the outside.

"There was a rumor in the underground world, 'For Dazai's enemies, the worst thing they can do is that the enemy is that Dazai'... Do you think I'm unprepared?"

He smiled smugly.It's just that his face is bloodshot now, and he wants to turn his head to stare at Osamu Dazai, so his expression looks somewhat ferocious.

"Oh? Really?" Hearing that there was an ambush at the door, Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows calmly and said, "Look who is here?"

The person standing at the door was not his subordinate as the prisoner expected, but a tall young man.

When they looked over, the other party was constantly waving his hands, pushing away the dust raised by the collapse of the door.And at his feet, there were a few men in black lying in disorder—although because of the angle, Osamu Dazai and the prisoners in the room could only see a few hands or feet lying down.

The prisoner's smile suddenly froze on his face.

"No, it's impossible..."

After a brief daze, his expression twisted ferociously again.

Osamu Dazai noticed something strange, and immediately looked at the prisoner's other hand, and found a small remote control slipped out of the prisoner's cuff.

"This is……?!"

After Osamu Dazai saw the remote control, his eyes widened involuntarily, and the alarm bell in his heart was sounded immediately.

Before, he used both hands to restrain the thumping prisoner, but now when he wanted to free one hand to stop him, it was already too late.

A temple cultivator standing at the door keenly sensed the danger, gathered strength in his legs, and rushed towards the two of them like a bolt of lightning.

"Do you think I'm really unprepared?!"

The prisoner pressed the round red button with resentment, and then heard three beeps——

"boom!"

The bomb that had been hidden under the clothes of the other party detonated loudly, and the shock wave blew up all the glass and floor tiles in the room, and the strong air flow brought up everything in the room.

At the moment when the explosion happened, a black shadow flashed in front of Dazai Osamu, and then a heavy object hit him.

His head, shoulders and back were protected by two hands respectively, and his face was pressed into an embrace forcefully. The faint fragrance of laundry detergent lingered at the tip of his nose, making his mind suddenly empty.

This is different from what he thought...

A temple cultivator who has experienced so many lovers' deaths but is still helpless, shouldn't have saved him...

The huge impact slapped them hard on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there was a crisp sound of glass shattering in their ears, and they rushed out of the window along with the scattered glass shards.

Outside, it was nearly a hundred meters above the ground.

The moment he rushed out of the window, the whole world seemed to be added with slow-motion special effects, and the flow of time slowed down by more than several times.

As a result, he also experienced a wonderful feeling that he had never had before.

His head was pressed into the arms of the person in front of him without refusal, the noise around him went away, and he could even clearly hear the powerful and steady heartbeat through the other person's chest.

Rao even in this critical situation, the other party's heartbeat was still steady and strong, and he never panicked at all.

At this time, Osamu Dazai suddenly wanted to look into the opponent's eyes for some reason.

But as soon as he had the idea of ​​raising his head, the other party noticed it, pressed his head into his arms again, and shouted loudly: "Don't move!"

"..." Okay.

The slow-motion special effects were removed, and the flow of time returned to normal, and they were falling at an extremely fast speed.

The wind was buzzing, but Osamu Dazai didn't feel too much scratching.Because the guy in front of him had protected his upper body so well that his face was barely exposed.

The feeling of weightlessness was uncomfortable, but Osamu Dazai was in a wonderful mood.

Although the plan deviated from the direction in the end, but... the unexpected result made him feel very good.

At some point, his arms wrapped around the waist of the man in front of him.

It's just that at the moment when he hugged him, a very inappropriate idea suddenly appeared in his heart: he was a little thinner than expected, and he didn't have much flesh...

When they descended to a certain floor, they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Fix! Catch!"

Osamu Dazai sighed regretfully in his heart.

Tanizaki Junichiro quickly threw a coil of rope outward.

The rope stretched out in mid-air, and the end just landed in front of a monk.

A monk who reacted very quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, and quickly wrapped it around his arm a few times to fix it.

The rope that had withstood the huge impact was overwhelmed. The moment it was straightened, the fiber thread began to crack. It is estimated that in a few seconds, the whole rope will be completely broken.

A temple cultivator didn't expect the rope to last for a long time. After stabilizing his body briefly, he looked at the glass window close at hand like a knife.

"Hold tight! If you dare to let go, I will beat you into a pig's head before you hit the ground!"

"...Yes, yes." The cat howling and waving its paw at him is really fierce...but why is it so cute?

After confirming that Osamu Dazai was holding him tightly, Ji Yiji let go of the other arm that was holding him, and then punched hard on the glass window!

"Clang"

The strong laminated glass was smashed to pieces by him, and before the rope broke, a monk grabbed the assassin's window frame.

The office staff in the room were startled at first, and then a few of them reacted, rushed to the window and rescued the two of them.

"Are you okay?!"

After they were dragged indoors, people from the office surrounded them one after another.

Except for a few scratches on his arms, Osamu Dazai was fine.

One temple cultivator was a bit miserable. One arm was dislocated due to the impact of the two people's fall, and the other hand was pierced by glass and was dripping with blood.

besides……

He had suffered a great impact from that explosion, and now his entire back was bloody, and even after confirming their safety, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, impartially, and just sprayed Osamu Dazai all over his face.

The smell of rust filled his nostrils, Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes very slowly, and then watched a Jishu fall down in front of him.

He caught the person faster than he could consciously, deaf to the hurried calls for an ambulance around him.

He hugged the man in his arms, and pressed the head of a monk tightly to his chest just like the other party had treated him before.He rested his chin on the top of the other's head, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed the soft hair with the tip of his nose.

"Fool."

At this time, an unpleasant voice sounded suddenly, accompanied by the approaching knocking of high heels.

"Tsk, after I finish the treatment first, it doesn't matter how long you want to hold him, okay?"

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, turned his face to the side, and quickly pushed the man in his arms to the comer: "I'm not interested in hugging a man."

Yosano Akiko carefully supported a priest, and then unceremoniously rolled his eyes at Osamu Dazai, saying that he was: "A dead duck with a hard mouth."