The blackening value is being cleared

After changing into work clothes, I heard Nakamura happily say, "That bastard Shimizu finally resigned."

Long didn't change his expression, as if the words that had a devastating blow to Shimizu's body and mind yesterday didn't come from him: "At this juncture?" He said in surprise, "According to the situation in Yokohama, it will be difficult to find similar jobs in a while... ..."

"What will he do in the future" is written all over his slightly frowned eyebrows.

Nakamura was heartbroken: "You are too kind, does Shimizu have other interactions besides staring at you like a pervert? You are also worried about his future."

While chatting, the two started a new day's work, fully armed, wearing masks and hair covers, pushing the cart and trying hard to carve out a trail among the criss-crossed crowd.

"Heartbeat 150 per minute, blood pressure 75 ten."

"Tampon? Are there any extra plugs?"

"It hurts, it hurts."

"Doctor, why hasn't the doctor come yet? If he dies!"

The tense atmosphere overwhelmed Nakamura's emotions, and even the good news of "Shimizu's resignation" couldn't make his nerve endings dance happily, bypassing the corridor full of bloody smell and screaming, he sighed: "When will it end. "

As the physical condition of the head of the port mafia deteriorated, the struggle in Yokohama became stronger day by day. The mafia provoked everywhere like a shit stick, sending out machine guns and armored vehicles and firing hand-held howitzers without money. The victims were not limited to gangs The proportion of ordinary citizens has increased significantly.

After unloading the goods, Long Ye wanted to go back to the warehouse, but was stopped by Dr. Sasaki who hurried past: "Anhe," he said with a headache, "You have been trained as a nurse, right?"

Some time ago, Anhe submitted the medical training certificate in real life at the same time. Seeing him nodding, Sasaki said with a sigh of relief: "That's a good relationship, come and do me a favor."

"The patient in bed a in room 502, you bandage him." Sasaki had a toothache on his face. He was so busy that he didn't have time to say too much, but he still couldn't help complaining. "

"Can you believe it, An He, he was admitted to the hospital ten times in one month, and every time he said that he failed to commit suicide, it really was that, he had a second-degree illness."

"I really don't want to see him because the hospital is so saturated that he's still looking for trouble."

"I'll leave it to you, An He. That little ghost is very evil. If you say something, just listen to it."

Sasaki's words aroused the curiosity of Anhe Ryuya, and as soon as he opened the door, the first thing that caught his eyes was the blacked-out name frame.

【Osamu Dazai】

[Blackening value: 90]

There is a classic description of a Chinese mother in "Setting Sun", saying that she looks as light as a swallow when she holds a spoon horizontally. An Helong's excellent literary accomplishment reminded him immediately of this passage.

Osamu Dazai, his toes hanging on the edge of the bed, his forward leaning back, his fluffy black hair and his nonchalant expression, everything is as graceful and nimble as a flying swallow.

"The hospital is short of manpower recently, so I can only bandage you." He smiled and sat on the leather chair in front of Dazai, looking at the incision on Dazai's wrist, which looked like the cross pattern on the belly of a seppuku samurai.

There are old scars all over his right arm, one after another, the healed cut is like a knotted centipede, no matter how long it takes, it will leave scars that don't fade.

Dazai thought about metaphysical philosophical issues, and waited for An Helong to bandage his wounds before wandering back. His eyes touched An He's face, to be precise, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

[Dazai Osamu Favorability -10]

Coming up is a big gift.

Slowly it rose a little.

[Dazai Osamu Favorability +1]

"I really hate your smile." The mouth is full of unflattering black mud, "It's more disgusting than the foul-smelling flies in the sewer."

Smile just like me.

Nausea.

"I'm sorry." Mingming said apologetic words, but An He still wore a pale smile with precise carvings on his face. He curled up the corner of his mouth and said, "But I like you very much."

Elegant, mischievous, dramatic, and dying black slime, who doesn't like it?

If he lights up his life without glory and creates fictional happiness, his teaching career will surely take a big step forward.

……

After being hired by An and Longye, Xiaoyin spent less and less time going home, but these two days she obviously felt that her brother was in a bad mood.

"He didn't talk all day." Sayexiang snitched, "I don't even eat the roasted sweet potatoes that Amu bought."

Ryuunosuke Akutagawa has a pair of sweet teeth. Soft and sweet sweet potatoes, Western fruit hard candies, and Japanese yokan are all his favorites.

After hearing this, Yin also felt that the situation was wrong. Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Xiong Er rushing in with great interest: "Guess what I heard?" He couldn't wait to wait for others to ask questions, so he couldn't wait to announce, "I smashed the scene of the drug trade, And heard where they stock up!"

"Hey, you can exchange a lot of money for providing information to the anti-drug police or anti-social organization inspection agencies of the military and police." He gestured with arms full.

"Where did you hear that?"

"The basement floor of the Poly Building, don't worry, the surveillance cameras are all broken, and the ground is all concrete, so it's hard to track me even if you find me." Mrs. Xiong laughed, "I was in the ventilation duct at the time."

Akutagawa thought about it for a while, but did not leave a big loophole. In order to trace the source of the new type of drug, the anti-narcotics police issued a high bounty. The silver earned a lot of money, but it was not enough for them to buy a warm fireplace and accumulate more money , life can be better.

The deeper reason is...

The way of existence in the next is correct. Subconsciously, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's tenacious spirit is constantly fighting against the ideas that An and Ryuya instilled in him. Well protected.

Living like a mustard is the way to survive.

Two days later, Hasegawa Nada opened the curtain of the Nanshan cafeteria after get off work, saying that the cafeteria also doubles as an izakaya's business items, offering everything from drinks to tonkatsu set meals throughout the day.

Hasegawa Nada was lucky, the explosion at the Griffin Club did not affect him, and he quickly started a new job. He is now a handyman under the Urashima Club, and occasionally meets An Helong at the Nanshan Cafeteria to exchange information.

"There's something wrong with Urashima, and they lead us to search for children everywhere." He gestured, "And draw with a manhole cover. Make sure your figure is unbiased, and your waistline is about the same."

He chuckled: "Don't break the secret again."

Hasegawa didn't know the specific secrets, he was just a new handyman, and he couldn't help him if something happened, but An Helong was also lost in thought because of Hasegawa's words.

Speaking of which, Yin's mood is not right, as if he is avoiding something, and the time of work is also different every day, as if he came from a new base, and he can't figure out the time.

"Get lazy in adolescence." Hasegawa didn't care much, "Isn't it normal for girls of this age to be late for work? Maybe they don't have a good relationship with your children and don't want to see each other."

……

The Urashima Club's search was carried out with great fanfare, and Lenovo could guess what happened. On April 4st, Ann and Ryuya asked Oda Sakunosuke to go out. One was to tell him about his plans, and the other was to hope that Oda could help.

"Anhe." Oda Sakunosuke pondered for a long time, but still couldn't find the right words to describe the current matter, but the person who really asked him out sat across from him, writing and reading the reply slowly.

"Specimen Murder Incident" received a good response after it was serialized in the Asahi Shimbun. Letters from readers poured into the editorial department like snowflakes, most of which were lacking in nutrition.

Seeing such immature encouragements as "Come on, Mr. Kawasawa", the facial lines of An and Ryuya were softened.

"Ok?"

In the tenth letter, two sheets of paper were torn apart, and the scribbled handwriting was connected in a crooked string on the paper:

"The prisoner must be Mingtian, right? The evidence is the strong perfume smell on the corner of his clothes and the sandals on his trousers. What I can't understand is his motive for committing the crime, but it must not be psychological trauma or something, that would be too boring Well, what's wrong with creating a vicious natural born killer..."

"It's so boring. I don't even have any decent puzzles recently. Master Ranbu is reduced to reading novels to pass the time. Mr. Chuan Ze, please make up some less boring cases. I really don't understand the current adults. That's rough, are they serious about covering up their crimes?"

"It's boring, it's boring, it's boring, it's boring..."

Sakunosuke Oda finally organized his words, and he said, "Okay, I agree, but are you really not going to talk to Akutagawa first? He might listen to your words."

Long didn't listen to his persuasion, he put down the letter paper he had been looking at for a long time, and seemed in a good mood: "No, of course he won't."

"Mr. Akutagawa is not someone who can be persuaded by words. His negative life thoughts of being happy with the situation need to be corrected forcibly, not to mention..." An Helong also paused, "Even if he gives up, it is too late, and he will be hunted down by the Urashima Society. It’s just a random disaster, and what I’m concerned about is his passive resistance in hiding when he’s being hunted down.”

"Obviously has the ability suitable for assassination, ambushing members of the Urashima Club for the safety of the comrades, is the most aggressive choice."

"To prevent tragedy from befalling him, we must fundamentally distort Akutagawa-kun's negative personality."

"Anhe."

"what?"

He looked at An and Long and said, "Your personality is twisted enough."

Change your character, manipulate your life, and change the future of others in a few words.

Isn't it twisted?

……

"Dear Mr. Ranpo Edogawa:

Thank you for your letter.

Your exquisite reasoning has benefited me a lot, but I have to remind here that there is a slight difference between detective novels and realistic reasoning, especially in mystery novels, as the serial progresses, new information will continue to emerge until the end One chapter is a complete and harmonious story. With your intellect, you will be able to see the inconsistencies in the details of the previous chapter...

Please be patient until the end, I will try my best to present an unconventional story...

The appearance, exit, and performance arrangement of each character are all within my plan.

Sincerely, the author, Mari Kawasawa. "