save the judge

The father and son who joined forces to defraud the insurance were taken into the car by the police, while the "Bai Ye Xing" who was lying on the ground was taken away by another group of silent people. A little curious, but Dazai looked unhappy when he saw them, eager to try to make trouble, but was violently suppressed by Kunikida who arrived later.

The "man in the suit" who was easily lost by Dazai didn't know where the main body was, but Jingu Jiquan didn't care about it. The group of "civil servants" muttered around "Bai Ye Xing" Several people searched purposefully in one direction, apparently very proficient in the supervision and search of supernatural beings.

Compared with these insignificant people, there are more troublesome things waiting for him to solve.

The way Miss Takano Yumi who grew up with "Jinguji Izumi" really made him very embarrassed.

After all, according to general reasoning—you don’t even need to think about it so much. Judging from the remnants of the dead Lord, this smart and capable woman is regarded as the existence of the elder sister, who plots against the younger brother. Property, no matter how you look at it, is a drama of rich and powerful entanglements in ethics.

It just so happens that what Jingongjiquan dislikes watching the most is this kind of repertoire that is constantly being cut and jumbled. He is good at talking about one thing and another.

So he called Takano Yumi who stayed in the old house.

The temperature in Yokohama at night is very low. This city near the sea has a non-stop sea breeze passing through it all year round. Under the forested buildings and low eaves, it is full of the special smell of the ocean with a salty taste, and it is full of the heavy and heavy tide. Astringent, accompanied by the whimpering of the sea breeze rubbing against the wilderness and the building, it is like a soul song that will never be peaceful.

Dazai was still wearing the sand-colored long trench coat, and the hem of the coat was torn by the wind in the strong wind, and he pulled out one after another ferocious twisted postures behind him.

He sat carelessly on the embankment tens of meters away from the coast, with one leg bent and stepped on the hot stone surface, and the other leg dangling dangling in the air more than ten meters above the ground, hunched over Bend over, in a posture that will be blown off the high platform by the wind in a second, and then stick to the sharp gravel on the ground to become a pool of bright red and smelly mud sauce, seriously, playing a broken game console.

The intense music in the game console was blown to bits and pieces by the wind, and the originally passionate and high-pitched accompaniment turned into a hollow and gloomy cycle of ghosts and animals. It was hard for Dazai to play with such joy.

Jinguji Izumi was wrapped in the haori stripped from Tsurumaru's body, stood in the sea breeze that was about to lift him up to fly, and looked at Dazai's back within a few seconds, his fingers were already numb and he lost consciousness.

From the earpiece attached to the ear came the blond woman's hoarse and broken voice, mixed with the most vicious curses that human beings could imagine, followed by the reverberation of a piece of porcelain shattered and tables and chairs overturned, such chaos did not It lasted for a long time, Jingongjiquan listened patiently to the movement over there, and then the crazy female voice was blocked, leaving only a whimpering low/groaning, another calm man answered the phone: "Sir, call now Is Miss Takano taken to the hospital?"

Jingujiquan opened his mouth slightly and let out a breath. He had to cover the phone with his hand a little bit so that his voice could be heard by the other party: "Take good care of her, give her the best treatment, and her requirements can be met."

The voice of the black-haired young man was extremely gentle. Yumi Takano, who was kneeling on the cold ground with her shoulders pressed from behind, felt chills all over her body when she heard the familiar voice from the speaker, her eyes widened. His whole body trembled unconsciously.

This is not the Jingujiquan she knows, absolutely not!That person has always respected and trusted her as an older sister, even if he knew what she did, it would be impossible for him to say such things to her easily and hastily without even asking her why...

"...Although it is not an industry under the family name, it is also established by the World Exchange with a long history. It has in-depth research on mental illness and the environment is very good. Yumi-chan can go there to relax. As long as I live for a day, you will be happy." You can still enjoy the most luxurious treatment. But, no one else."

The young man's voice was still calm and brisk. He seemed to be smiling sweetly, and he seemed to be making unreasonable demands on his elder sister who doted on him. Because he knew that he was loved, he said cruel words without restraint.

"There is no one else, Yumi-chan." Jingujiquan repeated patiently.

You yearn for huge wealth, endless money, and a queen-like life, and I will give it to you.

I can also give you a gorgeous castle, a luxurious life that ordinary people can't imagine, and a position of supreme honor until the day I die.

And as the price of being betrayed, the interest I will charge is that you will live forever and cannot leave there, and live with chaotic, disordered, and twisted people. No other normal people can talk to you. If I die, you Will lose all respect and be reduced to the same experimental subjects as them.

So pray for the one you hate the most, Yumi-chan.

Jingujiquan smiled slightly, and heard the voice on the other end start to sharpen after a moment of stagnation, and slowly pressed the phone.

Without raising his head, Osamu Dazai pressed hard on the game console in his hand, stared at the screen nervously, and asked casually, "Why is it so troublesome?"

Jingujiquan was a little dazed, the thin and lonely figure was still curled up in a ball, playing a seemingly endless game in the cold wind.

When Dazai is sitting in that posture, it is hard to imagine that this person stands as tall as 1.8 meters, because his current appearance is really like a scrap iron rod, suitable for being inserted crookedly in any place. In the garbage dump on the beach, it was covered with thick layers of rust, dirty and smelly, and his original color could not be seen clearly, or maybe this was his original appearance.

No one can understand Osamu Dazai, but this person can always see through others. It may be some kind of innate skill. The overly smart brain allows Dazai to easily get what he wants and know how to achieve his goals.

So Jingujiquan doesn't like this man.

From the first sight, I didn't like it.

There was a rotten smell of death in his bones, something Jingu Jiquan couldn't avoid.

"Be careful of falling." Jingu Jiquan thought for a while, and said something, although he felt that Dazai actually hoped for such consequences.

There was a prolonged "Dangdang" sound from the game console, and colorful lights shrouded Dazai's too pale and handsome face, and the words "GameOver" were typed out.

Dazai stuffed the game console into his pocket, turned around and waved to Jingujiquan with a smile: "The scenery is beautiful, why don't you come and enjoy it together? Every time I see the sea in Yokohama, I feel like I can die later."

In fact, Izumi Jinguji didn't want to go there. He is very cold now, his hands and feet are stiff, and he needs warm water and a soft bed... But he looked into Dazai's eyes, and those eyes held indescribable indescribable emotions. Beautiful luster, like full of newborn hope and bright stars, clear and bright, not like what a suicide lover can have.

When he came to his senses, he walked over unexpectedly.

The temperature at the seaside dropped quickly, and Jingujiizumi carefully sat cross-legged a little far away from the stone steps. Dazai noticed his movement and bent his beautiful eyes: "Don't be so careful, I will hug you before you fall." Yours~"

His voice sounded very happy, and the bandage around his wrist was leaking, and the old ones were frayed.

Jingongjiquan thought for a while: "That's too disgusting. After death, I will be inseparable from you."

Dazai defended with an aggrieved face: "Don't worry about such details! Besides, isn't it romantic to have me in you!"

Jingujiquan immediately expressed his gratitude and insensitivity to this romance with his expression.

Dazai heaved a long sigh: "Really, I feel so depressed all of a sudden that I don't want to send any more messages to Quan."

"Send a message?" Jingujiquan was rubbing his cold fingers with his head down, and raised his head when he heard the words, "Send what message?"

The dark-brown-haired young man squinted his eyes and smiled, his eyes showed a kind of deliberate innocence and full of cunning, as if he had just remembered, he was afraid that he would not be able to anger the pupils in front of him who were excited by the scene. Wei Wei grows up: "It's just a message from a new friend who came uninvited. After all, those treasures that Quan brings are so valuable that I can't help but be moved."

With such provocative words in his mouth, he stared closely at Jingujiquan's facial expression, trying to search for other emotions in it.

The fiery longing for life was so strange that he couldn't help but want to cut open the person in front of him, poked his fingers in, and groped every inch of the visceral muscles and bones to find the buried body. secret place.

what is it then?Something that made him desperately long for survival?Osamu Dazai was really too curious, too curious, in his dark and rotten life, absolutely nothing like this appeared.

What is the meaning of life?What's the point of the world?

People who want to live are really strange, this one, and that one.

Jingongjiquan didn't react a little bit, and frowned after a while, there are still such thieves in the world, who would give the next notice before stealing?

"You just said that you came here after receiving a call from Mr. Kunikida." Jingujiquan stared at Dazai with accusing eyes.

The topic deviated from Dazai's expectation, he blinked his eyes, pursed his mouth into a cute "ω" shape, and put on an innocent face to Jingujiquan: "Yes, after receiving the message, I went to drink a cup of coffee, Inviting a beautiful lady to die in love, and then Kunikida's phone call..."

Very good, perfect logic, correct sequence, just a simple concealment.

His dark brown curly hair was blown to and fro by the sea breeze, covering Dazai's eyes. His two fingers imitated human legs walking on the ground and walked to Jinguji Izumi. hands stuck together.

The blue and white cold light that belongs to the supernatural power suddenly exploded, and the feathers draped over Izumi Jinguji's body were like ice, snow and mist. After touching the warm water, they slowly melted, and scattered into dots of light bit by bit. .

If you want to find other people's secrets, you must let him have no way out.

"Although I don't know that person, he really came at the right time. Let's play a game? A treasure hunt without any foreign aid."

Dazai held Jinguji Izumi's hand, and said in the excited tone of a child who has found a playmate.