Social animals don't deserve love

"So, Dazai, let's apologise with death!"

Kunikida's mother, who was exhausted after taking care of the baby for a day, was furious: "If you can restrain yourself a little bit, no girl will do such a thing!"

He almost exploded after hearing us gossip about "The Adventures of Miss Postman".Of course, it is also possible that Osamu Dazai's share of immunity for today has been exhausted, and Kunikida's patience with him has finally reached its limit.

The bomb model was placed in the middle of the office as evidence, and Kenji touched it with wide-eyed eyes: "It's amazing! Can Momotaro come out of it?"

"Ah... no, Momotaro can't, I guess he'll be an armored warrior."

Dazai, who was strangled by the collar of his clothes, turned his head to mislead the children, and quickly took a fist of justice: "Correct your attitude!"

"Oh, Kunikida-kun is too serious, haven't you encountered any troubles such as endocrine disorders recently? You are too irritable!"

Osamu Dazai couldn't get ivory out of his mouth. Mr. Kunikida took a deep breath and dragged him to open the door and walk to the corridor: "Wait a minute, I have something to do..."

The sound of beatings to the flesh was soon heard outside.

Fifteen minutes later, the serious young man came back refreshed: "Any new commissions?"

"Yes, in addition to the regular entrustment, this time the Ministry of the Interior and the military and police jointly issued an A-level mission."

A task is different from an entrustment. An entrustment can be done or not, and even if it is not completed, it is not a big problem.The task is different. Whether you want to do it or not, the department that receives the task notice must unconditionally cooperate with the Ministry of the Interior to make a unified arrangement.

Strictly speaking, the Armed Detective Agency is an independent economic institution, and neither the Ministry of Internal Affairs nor the Metropolitan Police Department has a superior-subordinate relationship with us.However, as a citizen of a country, it is an obligation to cooperate with state agencies to carry out work, especially for detectives who wander in the gray area.

So this "task" means that all work must be postponed and prioritized.

"Let me take a look." Kunikida Doppo stretched out his hand, and I hurriedly handed out the paper that I had read three or four times: "Here, it's quite interesting, I think Dazai might be interested."

"What, what?" A bandaged arm stretched out and snatched the mission statement midway, and the young man read the content as he walked, shaking the hem of the sand-colored windbreaker: "Man-eating tiger..."

"What a down-and-out tiger must be to be reduced to eating vegetables and stealing chickens... Ah, I haven't stolen it yet, I just broke the chicken coop. Hey, you're so stupid."

He curled his lips in disgust and stuffed the paper back: "I don't think it's interesting, I'm going out for a walk~"

Kunikida Tokaki elbowed him back and threw him against the wall, lying on his stomach: "The disaster is designated as a beast, danger level a... Got it. Let's find it separately, Yada, you and Izumi Kyoka, me and Dazai Osamu, Ranpo-san and Yoshie No, Junichiro Tanizaki and Kenji Miyazawa."

"For the time being, we will be grouped like this. In any case, we must hunt down the beasts before they hurt people!"

I:"……"

Kunikida, didn't you think about it first?What kind of tiger can run into vegetable fields and chicken coops, it can't even steal chickens, Dazai has already made it clear enough.

"That..." Just as I was about to remind him, Mr. Ranbu quickly stuffed an orange candy over: "Don't discourage other people's enthusiasm!"

If I hadn't noticed your eyes looking around, maybe I would have believed it.

Maybe because the vest of Mr. Ranpo's "supernatural power" has just been stripped off, and his position in my heart is fluctuating violently, that's why he failed to help me put on the filter again.

It seems that there were many stories (accidents) in today's health check, otherwise Mr. Ranpo wouldn't have made a move to cheat Kunikida Dokpo once.

"Okay, I'm fine. Let's split up and get busy. The first person you find will buy you a drink?"

Put orange candy in the cheeks, and resolutely release Mr. Kunikida—it’s not that I’m cruel, it’s really the combination of Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu... Anyone with the slightest sense of crisis knows that lying in front of these two people It is more dignified to die flatly.

"Let's go, Dazai, first go to the place where the tiger was first sighted and start the investigation. No matter who you are, the first priority in the face of this kind of beast is to save your life." Kunikida Doppo wrote a few lines in the notebook, dragging Osamu Dazai kicked and left the office, as if the exhaustion from just now was emptied with a single click.

"Do you want to go out?" Jinghua asked seriously: "If necessary, I can ask for leave..."

"No need!" I smiled and raised a finger in front of her: "Tigers are nocturnal animals, and they are most active after dusk. It's not that you can't meet them before that, but...the probability is very high." Low. It is not worthwhile to ask for leave to delay Jinghua's campus life because of such a small probability of happening."

Jinghua was persuaded by me: "Understood, don't sneak out to look for it yourself!"

"I'm not wasting my time running out and looking for some vegetarian lost cat."

I rattled off other commissions: "There's still so much work to do, so we need to learn how to allocate resources reasonably. By the way, set off on Friday night and go to Fukuoka with me, just treat it as a trip."

When it comes to Fukuoka, besides Sugawara Michizane Tenmangu Shrine, people can immediately think of the Ashoyama Festival and Hakata’s ramen and mentaiko.There is an instant noodle museum in Yokohama. I wonder if there is a ramen museum in Fukuoka?

So after touching fish for two days, Kyoka and I took the Shinkansen train and rushed to Hakata overnight—we have to wait for her to leave school, we can leave after five o’clock and arrive before twelve o’clock in the evening, the next day or so It's not too late to start work after a nap.

It's nothing more than a liaison officer's work, and the delivery of the file will be 80.00% complete.

Haruno Qiluozi mentioned two key words "fishing over the boundary" and "cooperation", which means that this muddy water is not easy to mix, and the best choice is to stand on the shore and watch.

When we arrived in Hakata, the Shinkansen train was delayed for about 10 to [-] minutes. I heard that it was because of a murder incident in a carriage of the opposite train that affected the operation. It seems that this place is also a place with "pure folk customs".

The long-haired JK who got on the bus on the opposite side was exhausted and closed his eyes to rest as soon as he sat down. He called back to Jinghua to observe "her" sight, and I opened an anime to pass the time.

Because I stayed awake the whole time, I deliberately bypassed the other passengers and changed the door when I got off the bus.

"Take a ride to the hotel to rest first, and the Hakata Metropolitan Police Department will send someone to pick us up at noon tomorrow."

I have to say that the attitude of the police officers here is unexpectedly low-key and modest. Compared with Kanagawa County, it is a heaven and a world.

Of course, the efficiency and pressure of the two are not the same.Bodo has completely given up treatment, and it is said that he even maintains good communication and exchanges with the local characteristic "service industry".

It can be called "dedication" to kill people, dump corpses, wash land and file files.

As for my views on the ancient profession of "killer", it is quite complicated.If you simply regard them as tools, then those who hire killers will naturally have to bear more responsibilities; however, killers are also people, not tools, where will they go after possessing human consciousness and feelings...

It is simply a predictable abyss cliff.

Killers shouldn't have a "end of life" ending, otherwise how can the undead who died at their hands comfort them?

But doesn't the killer deserve a chance to do it all over again?

I don't think so either.

Many people are not naturally cold-blooded, and if they could have a little bit of choice, they would not have to take this path.There are also some people who repent and change their minds halfway, can't the blood on their hands be washed clean?

——It can only be said that the chances of a killer wanting to turn around and become a good person are too slim, and the price is too heavy. The vast majority of people don't have the courage, the strength, and the awareness...

The taxi driver is an enthusiastic and talkative native of Kyushu. He heard that we came all the way from Yokohama, and he kept recommending local specialties along the way.Which ramen is delicious, where is the quality of mentaiko, which baseball team is worth watching... There are all kinds of curiosity about the people of Kanto.

"Yokohama, a big city with western style, is in Tokyo! But our place is not bad, the delicious food and beautiful scenery guarantee that guests from far away will not want to leave."

"Here we are, go slowly, you two beauties!"

I paid for the answer, and I smiled and thanked him for his suggestion: "Thank you, can I trouble you when we leave?"

He hurriedly took out his business card and handed it over: "Ah! Thank you so much for taking care of the business, you are really a kind person with a beautiful heart!"

It is worthy of being a major town in the west known for its boldness, bravery and tough folk customs. Even the pitch of boasting people is several octaves higher than other places.

During the greetings, the driver's mobile phone rang. He waved to Jinghua and me, got into his seat and closed the car door and rode away.

"It's not easy, Mr. Driver, it's hard work, right Jinghua." I smiled at her while dragging the suitcase, and took the little girl's hand into the hotel.

The star rating of the hotel is relatively high. It seems that the Fukuoka Metropolitan Police Department has enough funds to explode.The doorman took over the luggage and sent it straight to the room, and I registered at the counter.

"Yada Fubuki, Izumi Kyoka, come from Yokohama, stay for two nights... Okay, here is your room card, please keep it."

The waiter smiled and handed over a small pink envelope: "I wish you a pleasant stay in Hakata."

I smiled and nodded to thank her for the good words, and pulled away Jinghua who was looking up at the crystal chandelier above her head: "Shall I take a bath first? Or order something to eat first?"

When walking into the elevator, a man and a woman pushing a huge suitcase chased after him: "..."

"Sorry, please come in." I pressed the door open button in time to let them in, and I took Jinghua back half a step and leaned against the elevator wall.

The bald-headed man is tall and strong, and the lady in black is valiant and heroic. If you ignore the disgust on the lady's face and the looming hostility in the air...

"Ah, here it is."

I led Jinghua out of the car, stood in the corridor and saw the elevator finally stop at the top floor.

While swiping the door card, he took out the phone: "I'm sorry to disturb you Mr. Kunikida so late... I need to make a report in advance, and I will cause trouble later, so please trouble you and the president."

If I unfortunately get into the game, the only ones who can come to mention people are the elders.

"What?! Yukita Doppo's voice pierced through the space and still fully expressed surprise: "Yada, have you and Izumi Kyoka arrived in Hakata?What disaster, how did it break, and the scope of the consequences? "

"It's probably...something like human trafficking and sexual assault. Just staying in the penthouse suite of the hotel, the prisoner is either rich or expensive. It's troublesome not to kill him, and it's too dirty to kill him."

Jinghua, who was sitting next to tidy up the boxes, added lightly: "It's like a flying cockroach."

"Perfect description!" I took the time to give her a thumbs up, and Mr. Kunikida was furious: "Is now the time to discuss rhetoric!"

"Ah, I think that the other party is likely to come to the door soon, and the defense is excessive in order to protect yourself and others from personal injury. How many legs do you think are appropriate to break?"

There were regular knocks on the door, and I pushed Jinghua into the bathroom: "You are still a child, you have to learn to protect yourself from being used by dirty adults. Don't make a sound, and support me in half an hour."

Even if [Yasha Baixue] could easily kill all the creatures on the top floor, I would not let her do it. Once the switch is turned on for many things, it will be difficult to turn back.As conditions permit, I hope that as many crimes as possible can be handed over to the law instead of just acting according to personal likes and dislikes.

Jinghua is very strong, but she is too young, and her understanding of this world is still very one-sided.At this time, let her discover that she has the ability to easily control other people's lives... I don't think it's a good idea.

If there must be bloodshed, I try to get only my hands dirty.

On the other side of the phone came Mr. Kunikida's decisive answer: "Break three legs! I will report to you!"

"Thank you so much, I understand."

I hung up the phone and opened the door, and there was a hotel waiter in a suit and vest pushing a dining trolley outside: "Hello, here is your order."

"I didn't order?" I straightened my messy hair, and the other party bowed earnestly and said: "Yes, a gentleman wants to make friends with you."

I blinked and opened the door wider like an unsuspecting tourist: "Sorry, I don't know..."

The white cloth covering the dining car was lifted, and the lady she had seen on the elevator jumped out from under the car.Before I could even scream, someone covered my mouth and nose and dragged me out of the room.

"Aren't you going to knock her out?"

"That bastard said it would be more fun to struggle and yell sober."

"How to deal with monitoring?"

"It's fine if you break it afterwards. You can get the backup from the hotel later."

"I'll go and I'll go, you send people to bed."

There is no doubt that it is in the same place as the oversized suitcase just now.

The lady who caught me cursed "disgusting" in a low voice, and quickly pushed the elevator button.

Being so bold in broad daylight, even ignoring surveillance, I had a rough idea of ​​what I was about to face.

Soon the elevator reached the top floor, and my little resistance was completely ignored. The lady in black opened the door and pulled a ribbon to tie my hands behind my back. He said in a cold voice, "Master, someone brought it here."

The man with a spring face in his nightgown opened the door: "Ah! That's it. This is what I've always wanted. I've been looking forward to it since I saw her enter the door from the surveillance. That's right, you can go."

I was pushed into the bedroom with a strong smell, and the wooden door was quickly closed behind me.

I have kept the pages that Mr. Kunikida tore from his pocket book earlier, which is why I called him in the middle of the night to wake him up.