Please let me have a dog on a leash, okay?

Braving the rain all the way, Nakajima and the others arrived at the address on the mobile phone location.Since the surrounding area was deserted and waiting for construction, he and Tanizaki walked around countless times before climbing in from the low wall to the south.

Kenji was also brought back to the detective agency by Naomi.

The group member who attacked them didn't seem particularly bad, but a bad thing done to survive.

Nakajima checked the red dot on the phone navigation carefully and said, "This is it."

"Really?" Tanizaki's tone was hesitant.

In front of them stood a dilapidated building. The body of the building was slightly tilted, dilapidated, and in danger of collapsing at any time.

While they were talking, the shaky glass outside the building was blown by the strong wind and fell to the ground.

Nakajima approached the building cautiously, pushed open the iron door covered with rust and moss, and shouted into the dark inside: "Kurihara-san."

A pale face suddenly appeared in front of him, and the light could clearly see the blackness in front of him, a pair of eyes with no eyeballs but whites.

Nakajima took a step back in fright, and screamed, "Yes, there are ghosts!"

Another window fell out of the building.

I put down the phone that was shining on my face, turned off the flashlight of the phone, and walked out of the dark, "You guys are too slow."

Nakajima said weakly: "Isn't Kurihara-san waiting for us in the coffee shop?"

I pulled down my face, turned on the flashlight and looked inside, pointed at Dazai who was under a wooden board and said, "It's him! He has been harassing the women in the coffee shop to die with him, and the girl he harassed has a boy." My friend also said to call the police, so I can only bring him first."

Dazai didn't feel much pain when he was crushed under the wooden plank, he even patted the empty space beside him, "Xiaobai, come quickly, I'm missing you."

Nakajima's face twitched, "Mr. Dazai really has perseverance..."

Dazai and I turned around and found the building that Hina mentioned. As soon as he opened the door, his eyes lit up and he saw the wooden boards leaning on the wall illuminated by the flashlight.

He spent a lot of effort to remove the plank, and dug a hole in advance to lie in it.

He kicked away the stones on the wooden plank with his feet, and lay in the pit with his hands on his stomach, quietly waiting for death.

But this piece of wood has been placed for too long, and because of the humid weather, it has long been moldy and rotted.

Nakajima lifted the board and pulled Dazai out of the pit.

I poked Dazai's shoulder with my hand and forced him towards the wall step by step.

"Are you still digging holes, Mr. Dazai?"

"I see you jumping directly into the pit in your mind, I'm sure you'll rise to bliss if it's too deep!"

"Why should I come out with you to do tasks?! I don't want to drag the half-dead Mr. Dazai around in the wind and rain at all."

"It's all because of you that my hands have grown muscles!"

Dazai leaned over and tried to roll up my sleeves, wanting to see the muscles I was talking about.

"Hey—" Nakajima's eyes widened.

Mr. Dazai, what are you doing?No wonder he saw a bunch of Kurihara-san's complaint sheets when he was sorting out documents for Kunikida-kun last time, all of which were complaints about Mr. Dazai maliciously harassing his colleagues without exception.

Looking at it now, Mr. Dazai really should take care of it.

Otherwise, Mr. Dazai will drive faster and faster on the road of the scumbag sooner or later, and drive farther and farther.

"I found a staircase leading directly to the upstairs, but it's a bit broken, so be careful." Tanizaki, the only one doing business, shouted.

I pulled my sleeve and pulled it out of Dazai's hand, but he still poked his head and looked at my arm curiously.

Tanizaki led us to the stairs he found, and it was a bit broken as he said.

And Tanizaki's broken is not enough to describe this staircase, he even made it a little more artistically.

Nakajima shook the stairs with his hand, and amidst the clanging sound, several handrails of the stairs broke and fell off.

I put my foot on the stairs and tested how strong it was. I figured it should be able to bear the weight of several of us.

He stepped up the stairs cautiously and climbed several floors, but he didn't see anyone.

A few minutes later we arrived at the top floor, only a ladder away from the balcony where Yangcai said the shrine was placed.

Nakajima and Tanizaki went up first with vigorous skills.

Dazai walked in front of me a little faster than me, and I rubbed up step by step, which was worse than the old lady.

The handrail he was holding on to wobbled a few times, and the stairs under his feet began to drop dust.

Next, I stepped on the rungs of the ladder, and there were tiny cracks running down the ladder.

With one foot in the air, "Too..."

Before I could say it out loud, Dazai caught my hand and fell with me to the ground some distance away from our current height.

A muffled sound came from under me, and Dazai hugged me and placed himself under my body the moment he fell.

I hurriedly got up and half knelt beside him, "Dazai, are you alright?"

He coughed a few times, with a painful expression on his face, "It's a refreshing and happy death to die for Xiaobai."

I blinked, looked up at the half of the ladder left on the top, and then estimated the distance from the ground.

No way...you won't fall to your death.

Dazai's pupils dilated gradually, and his heartbeat became weaker and weaker.

I was so anxious that I was about to cry. I shouldn’t be so heavy that I could crush him to death. I just measured my weight a few days ago, and it was a perfect 45 kg.

Could it be that I am fat again?

Thinking of this, I not only cried, but almost collapsed.

Dazai closed his eyes and lay motionless on the ground. I rolled my eyes and pushed him, "Stop acting, it's too much."

I pushed a few more times, "Osamu Dazai!"

I stretched out my hand to the tip of Dazai's nose, my weak breath was a bit cold, and gradually I lost my breath.

For a moment, I panicked, and I still couldn't believe that my weight could really crush Osamu Dazai to death.

"Osamu Dazai. Hey, Osamu Dazai. Stop pretending!"

Feeling Dazai's pulse, I frantically called Akiko, "Akiko, something happened, I crushed Dazai to death."

The next second the phone was hung up mercilessly.

The hand that felt his pulse couldn't feel the beating, and the phone fell to the ground with a slap, and fell to pieces.

I patted Dazai's face, "I don't want to, I don't want to admit that I'm already heavy enough to crush people to death."

"Mr. Dazai! Don't scare me, I don't want to crush people to death."

I was so shocked and overwhelmed by the fact that I crushed people, I even forgot my professional qualities, and my mind was muddled for a moment.

"Yes, CPR!"

I calmed down Dazai, put my hand on his chest, and found the pressure point to press.

"please."

After a few minutes.

"Why is there still no response?"

I took a breath, gritted my teeth and said, "Forget it, just treat it as being bitten by a dog."

I bent down, the closer I got to Dazai's face, the harder my heart beat.

The moment I put Dazai's lips on, he opened his eyes, "You must have been cheated, hahahahahahahahahahaha."

Snapped--

The applause echoed.

I lowered my head, Dazai couldn't see my expression clearly, he suppressed his smile, and asked tentatively, "Xiaobai?"

I patted the dust off my knees and got up.

"Osamu Dazai, you bastard!"