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"I seem to understand why you planned to do forensic medicine in the first place."

Sitting in the seafood restaurant, Osamu Dazai sighed while eating crab meat, "It's obviously not a big place, but the crime rate is higher than that in Tokyo. The people here really live in dire straits."

"Today is probably a special situation, and there are usually not so many situations." Onto Asaba gave Osamu Dazai a chopstick of crab meat, with a gentle voice, and seemed to accept the ridicule well, "But if it is a well-known forensic doctor, it should be There's really no shortage of jobs."

"There is so much." Osamu Dazai swallowed the crab meat in his mouth, "First, someone was poisoned to death in the breakfast shop, and then Wenren, you met a thief, and you also dealt with a man who was hurt by love and planned to kill his girlfriend and then commit suicide. Dude, he might have stopped a stampede, it's only been one morning!"

Osamu Dazai's eyes brightened, "Wenren, I regret it, I should have come back earlier, in this way, not only can I be with Wenren, but also meet all kinds of murders!"

"As long as I'm not careful, I might be able to enter the murder scene by mistake. In this case, the possibility of my being killed by mistake will increase infinitely!"

"The death I'm looking forward to is coming soon!"

"Yes." Onto Asaba put down his chopsticks. He ate too late for breakfast and couldn't eat much for lunch. After ordering a few dishes, only Osamu Dazai was picking crab meat, but it seemed that he didn't care about anything else except crabs. Cai Se was interested, "In order for you to die as soon as possible, stop going out and running around."

Osamu Dazai looked at Asaba Onto, and after a while he pursed his mouth, "Tch, Onto doesn't want me to die, he just doesn't want me to leave here and go somewhere else."

"I said that I won't leave again in a short time." Osamu Dazai smiled and broke open the crab legs and pulled out the white crab meat inside. "The boring life is still boring, but under the inspiration of Wenren, I found A way to make a boring life interesting."

Inspired by him ?

Onto Asaba paused for a moment, and he began to think about how he inspired Osamu Dazai.

"Working hard, waiting to be at the top, gaining all the trust and then defecting in an instant, walking away in disbelief."

No, it's not funny, it's just plain bad.

But thinking about it, he did it himself, so Onto Asaba didn't refute.

"But it's really troublesome." Osamu Dazai glanced out the window. They were sitting on the second floor of the restaurant. The second floor was decorated with a beautiful glass wall. They could see the scenery outside through the glass. Osamu Dazai watched the people coming. The person who was looking for him had no emotion in his iris-colored eyes, "Those people are probably looking for them."

Onto Asaba followed him and looked outside, "Don't you like fighting with people very much?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes flashed a trace of tiredness, but the flashing speed was too fast, "When will it really disappear..."

"To everyone in the detective agency, you have disappeared."

"But for me, I still exist here." Osamu Dazai lay on the table, his voice sounded a little weak, "Wenren, if you say that a person is not expected to live, is there any meaning for him to live?" ? A person exists in a malicious world, what is there to insist on."

Onto Asaba looked at him, "What do you want me to say?"

"It's not that I want you to say anything, it's just that I want to hear the opinions of Wen people, and listen to the thoughts of you, the least human being."

Onsen Asaba sat calmly on the spot, "But you know exactly what I think. In my opinion, everyone has a reason for existence and a value of existence. Fate gives a person suffering, that is to say he These sufferings should have been experienced, this is not fair or unfair, but there must be such an existence.”

"Oh, every time I hear you say something like that, I can't help but sigh." Dazai Osamu sighed, "So, Wenren, you are talking about this matter from the perspective of a passer-by, a complete bystander, If you think about it personally, it's not like that at all."

"Suffering is too difficult for a person."

Asaba Onto tilted his head, "Just fight and change."

"Ugh?"

"I have never believed in fate. I told Dazai about this. Since you are not satisfied with the current journey, then go to fight and change. Even if you fail halfway, it is beautiful. As long as you are brave for change, Even if you fail, you won’t regret it.” Onto Asaba looked at Osamu Dazai, “Isn’t that what Dazai did?”

"Because I hate suffering, I found other ways to survive, so I like Dazai more."

Osamu Dazai stared at Asaba Onto, and after a while he smiled, "So has Onto changed? Ah, no, Onto will never be dissatisfied with the current situation, so Onto doesn't need to change."

"No, I'm actually changing."

Asaba Onto shook his head, "Probably because the change was too subtle, so Dazai didn't notice it."

"Really?" Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "I still remember when we were 18 years old, I asked you about your attitude towards the war, and you said, "I'm just a doctor. Give it to someone else.” Sure enough, the people of Wen have indeed changed. "

Taking a sip of ice water, Onto Asaba looked at him, his blue eyes were calm and gentle.

In Dazai Osamu's impression, Asaba Onto has always been like this, whether as a doctor, Sacred Heart, criminal detective, or even the current embalmer, except for the difference in occupation and skills, Asaba Onto has shown himself almost Nothing goes wrong.

Calm and gentle, not many words, giving people a very friendly feeling.

Whether children or cats like to be around him, everyone will think that Onto Asaba is a good person, someone who can ask important things.

It's amazing, isn't it?

"Actually, I really hope to see the worlds that shouldn't exist. For me, the irrationality of these worlds is where the beauty lies." Qian Yu Wenren's blue eyes had a gentle and clear smile, "Whether it's Mr. Kunikida's ideal world, or the fair world of that policeman, or even the world full of unexpected fun in Dazai's heart."

"I like them all, and I really want to go and see them."

"It is precisely because of being expected that it shows that these worlds have great attraction, and it also shows their beauty."

So that's it.

Dazai sighed silently.

Onto Asaba is still the same Onto Asaba, his appreciation for all ideals and unrealities, and even his approval with encouraging behavior, is a toxin that makes people addicted to idealization. Everyone in this world needs to be accepted. Agreed, needs to be identified.

And Asaba Onto can perfectly do this listener and approver, he is a ray of light that cannot be ignored in the darkness of those people.

Then, bring those people into the abyss deeper and deeper.

This is where Asaba Onto's gentleness lies, and it is also where Asaba Onto's fearfulness lies.

……

Time passed quickly, and there was nothing to do on a day off. Onto Asaba was sorting out the body of the deceased in the funeral home. Because of a car accident, this person's body was somewhat incomplete and could only be filled with some special materials.

Asaba Onto is the best person in this place and this type of work. Many rich people who are not in Mihua Town will come to ask Asaba Onto after their family members die. Because of this, Asaba Onto’s salary is actually very high. A Dazai Osamu is no problem at all.

After repairing the damaged face, he glanced at the photo in his hand after the restoration was completed, and prepared to apply makeup to the deceased.

"Asaba-kun?" At this moment, the door of the dressing room was pushed open, Xiangtoku Haizi stood at the door and looked at Asaba Onto, "Can you come out?"

Onto Asaba turned his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai's gaze was still on the novel in hand, he didn't even raise his head, he just waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.

Although he said he didn't care, Osamu Dazai began to read those novels after they arrived. So far he has read no less than ten books, and Onto Asaba saw him pack up Sakunosuke Oda's books and read them alone. Put it in one place, he seems to like the books.

Walking out of the dressing room, Onto Asaba leaned against the wall, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. The curator has received a rather special job. It is a police officer who died to pray, so I hope we can come to the door to do the encoffining work." Xiangde Haizi looked at Asayu Wenren, pleading in his voice , "Please, Asahi-kun and I go, you are the most powerful here."

Asaba Onto thought for a while, "Where is the wound?"

"Here." Xiangde Haizi pointed to his temple, "The family members and superiors mean that they hope that the wound can be repaired until the wound is invisible."

"Okay, then I'll go get ready. I've already repaired the deceased in the dressing room. There's only one piece of makeup left. You can ask other colleagues to take over."

"I see, I have notified Xiaolinnai before." Haizi Xiangde smiled slyly, "It's great that the curator can recruit Mr. Qianyu, you don't know, before you came, our museum was really busy. In the dark, people will resign from time to time, and there is a lack of various types of jobs, until Mr. Asahi joins, the current work can be so smooth."

Onto Asaba shook his head, "It's not that exaggerated."

"Why not?" Xiangde Haizi sighed, "It's really hard to recruit embalmers, especially those who can repair corpses very well. Only those graduates who have studied professional subjects will come, but generally they can't work for a month. It's just good luck to leave one, not just us, most funeral homes are like this."

"Then I'll change into my work clothes first, shall we start now?"

"That's right! Is Asaba-kun going to take your brother with you today? I applied for a temporary license for him, but when the time comes, you must follow us and don't run around." Xiangtoku Haizi handed the temporary license in his pocket to Asaba Onto , "I feel that Asahi-kun's elder brother is also very psychologically strong. He is not afraid of corpses at all. Does he have any idea of ​​coming here to work?"

Asaba Onto thought about Dazai Osamu's current state of not even having an identity certificate, "I will ask him, but I guess he won't agree. His professional field is not here."

"Really? What a pity." Xiangtoku Haizi patted Asaba Onto's shoulder, "Then, I hope he can succeed in his professional field!"

Back in the dressing room, Osamu Dazai was still staring at the novel in his hand. Onto Asaba walked over and put the temporary license in his hand on the open book. Osamu Dazai looked at the license, then raised his head, and looked at each other like this In three seconds, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a smile in his kite-colored eyes.

"For me?"

"Yes, I'm going out to work in a while, so you should go with me too?" Onto Asaba opened the cabinet and found his work clothes.

Osamu Dazai stared at him with a smile as he took off his coat, and then put on a black suit.

Asaba Wenren is used to wearing a white coat, and suddenly changed into a black body, which made him a bit fierce, especially for the convenience of his work, he tied up his long hair. Anyone who looks at it will sigh a heroic appearance , but the gentleness in those blue eyes made this heroic spirit quickly diminish.

As long as they see Asaba Onto's eyes, no one will think that this person is a bad person.

"So handsome!" Osamu Dazai shook the temporary license in his hand, "Since you gave me this, is there any work clothes for me?"

"No, but I have two sets, do you want to wear them?" Asahan Onto was still buttoning his clothes.

"Give it to me. Anyway, if you are going to the scene of condolences, you should be more solemn." Osamu Dazai took the coat from Onto Asaba's hand. Anyway, the clothes on his body belonged to Onto Asaba, and threw the coat on the chair casually. Putting on a black suit and looking at himself in the mirror, Osamu Dazai made a face.

"Perfect!"

After changing his clothes, Onto Asaba cleaned up the messy books that Osamu Dazai threw away, and then asked, "What did you see in these books?"

"What? I only see the difference." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Background, memory, and experience can create two completely different people, so people in our world cannot write such novels. They wouldn't make the choices we did."

"Odasaku can't describe the civilian life in Osaka, and he has hardly even been to Osaka."

"It's a completely different time, and it's a completely different people."

Speaking of which, Osamu Dazai put together half of the novels he had read, "But I have already memorized all the contents!"

It suddenly sounded like a very exaggerated sentence, but Onto Asaba knew that Osamu Dazai was not lying. Even some details can be remembered with a photographic memory.

So for him, he can even read the song "Dirty Sadness" in front of Chuya Nakahara when he goes back, thinking about the bad relationship between Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara, he It must be done.

I just don't know how Zhongyuan Zhongye will react when the time comes.

Walking out of the funeral home, Haizi Sangtoku had already driven the car over and waited. Because it was not for transporting the corpse, Haizi Xiangtoku changed to another car and put on his seat belt. Osamu Dazai continued to read the book he hadn't finished before. Looking back at Osamu Dazai, he turned his head after a moment.

"Does Dazai-kun like literature very much?"

"Normal." Osamu Dazai turned a page of the book, "It's just that I have nothing to do, so I just read a book."

Xiangde Haizi nodded, "By the way, Asahi-kun, do you still remember the 17-year-old girl you restored earlier? The one who committed suicide by jumping off the building."

"Ai Okubo?"

"Yes, it's her." Xiangde Haizi sighed while driving, "During the cremation, his family suddenly stopped the cremation, saying that they suspected that the girl did not commit suicide by jumping off a building but was killed by someone."

Osamu Dazai raised his head, and he put down the book, "He was killed by someone? Didn't it mean that this girl has depression and can't think about jumping off a building?"

"I don't know the details. It seems that the girl took the medicine before and had controlled her depression, but she suddenly jumped off the building. The family members came to their senses after waking up from the pain, and quickly stopped the cremation and ran away. I reported the case, but the cremation has already been carried out, and most of the body has been burned, and so many days have passed, it is probably difficult to investigate."

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "So there is no body that can be used for autopsy and tests, but the family members think her death is unclear?"

"That's not the point. I've been an embalmer in a funeral home for so long, and occasionally help the police. I heard that they can't find the motive now. They have determined that the girl was killed by someone, but they don't know. Why did others kill her? Later, they heard that although the girl was depressed, she had strong professional abilities, so they suspected that it might be to silence her."

"Excellent professional ability?" Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, "What kind of ability?"

"Is it information technology? I don't know much about it. My grades are not good, and I fall below the passing line every time I take the exam." Xiangde Haizi sighed, "But no matter what the reason is, it's a pity that this girl died .”

Asaba Onto turned his head and glanced at Osamu Dazai, he seemed to be thinking about something, and there was a little doubt in his kite-colored eyes.

"Is the body cremated in the end?"

"Yeah, it's really impossible to test." Xiangde Haizi turned the car into a small alley, "We're here, Mr. Qianyu remember to bring your tools, I'll go and communicate with them first."

Saying that, Xiangde Haizi got off the car and ran away. He is an old employee of the funeral home, and he is also the most experienced person. He is the one who communicates with many things, so even though his makeup is terrible, he is still the most respected person in the funeral home. , In many cases, the rare thing is not technology, but communication with family members.

Especially when the profession of mortician is not understood.

"In this way, the person who finally came into contact with Okubo Ai's body was Wenren." Osamu Dazai stood beside Asaba Wenren, "Did you notice anything wrong when you treated her?"

"You have also seen her corpse. She jumped down and fell to the ground, and her whole face was smashed." Asayu Onto took out his equipment from the trunk, "But if you say something is wrong, the arm on the arm The wound is very fresh."

"Fresh?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows.

Sangtoku Haizi waved at the two people at the door, Asaba Onto and Dazai Osamu looked at each other, they tacitly put away the topic just now, and then walked side by side to Sangtoku Haizi.

The old woman in black stood beside Xiangtoku Haiko, and bowed to Asaba when she saw Onto Asaba.

"This is Mr. Asagi, right? We have inquired before that your skills are very good. This is my son's mourning day. He liked to be clean and beautiful when he was alive, so I hope he can leave with dignity after death." The old man There were tears in the woman's eyes, and the grief of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man almost broke her, "Please."

"Yes, I will do my best." Onto Asaba helped her up.

"It must be fine, Mr. Qianyu has always been the most powerful mortician in our place." Xiangde Haizi comforted the crying old man, his voice was gentle, with a gentle temperament at this moment, "I believe, when we see him again He, must have seen his best moments."

Xiangde Haizi took the old woman back, and under the comfort of Xiangde Haizi, the old woman obviously felt more at ease.

"It's a talent." Dazai Osamu stood next to Asaba Onto, "Wenren, you should learn from your colleague. If you are allowed to come, I guess you can make everyone lying in the coffin alive."

"I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life." Asaba Onto said in a calm voice, "If I could bring the dead back to life, I wouldn't be an embalmer."

Osamu Dazai laughed, "Obviously you have this ability, it's just that you don't like to do the same thing every time."

Followed his subordinates to the place where the body was carried. At this time, at the end of the road, Toru Amuro and a colleague came over. The policeman who died this time was sacrificed while fighting with the Black Organization this time. Reasoning that he should come and take a look, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Who is that?" Toru Amuro pointed to the two very familiar people walking ahead.

The colleagues around him looked carefully, and then said, "It's the undertaker."

"The undertaker?" Toru Amuro was stunned for a moment, then he frowned slightly, before they left, Toru Amuro grabbed Dazai Osamu's clothes.

"Oh? What?" Osamu Dazai turned his head, and he looked at the people behind him strangely, "What are you doing? I'm going to work."

"Sir, don't you remember me? Last time in the mall, you told me that there might be an accident. Thank you so much." Amuro Toru said sincerely, "I didn't find you to thank you in person after the incident. We met here, can I have a chat with you, sir? I will definitely not waste your time!"

Onto Asaba looked at them, and after a while he turned and left, "I'll go to work first, Dazai will come find me later."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai nodded in disinterest, "Then, what do you want me for? This police officer."

On the other side, Asahan Onto entered the place where the corpses were stored. The person on the table was very young. After cryopreservation, his eyelashes and hair were covered with white ice scum, his lips were pale, and his complexion was gray. He really didn't look very good. Onto Asaba put on his gloves and looked at the wound on his temple, then nodded, "It can be repaired."

"Great!" The visitor breathed heavily, "Then I'll find someone to take him to a room suitable for makeup restoration, Mr. Asaba, please wait for me."

"it is good."

The man ran out, Onto Asaba opened his toolbox, and before he could take it out, there was a click.

Asaba Onto paused for a moment, he looked at the door, the door of the freezer was closed, he walked over and tried to push it open, but found that the door was locked.

"Huh?" Qian Yuwen tilted his head, and after a while he whispered, "It's so cold."

"I would like to thank the police officer just now. If it was Dazai, he would definitely not be able to bear it."