As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

"My... memory..."

Being asked such a question out of the blue, I had no idea.

In this strange world, the fetters and memories I have are weak. Wouldn't it be very unnatural if one of them was missing?There's no way I wouldn't notice it.

I said with absolute certainty, "I don't think so."

Dazai persuaded me tactfully: "Let's go to the room and check your personal belongings."

I didn't refuse, turned and went into my room.

Right now, Jinjian was facing his mini display stand, showing a tangled expression.

"what happened?"

"Hmm..." He took down a doll of Kamen Rider (I don't know the name) from the shelf, "This, Ai, remember when I got it?"

"Let's think about it—it was given to you by Yamada-san last week, right? He said it was to thank you..." Halfway through the words, I suddenly felt unnatural, "Don't you remember?"

"I don't remember." He put the model back, "Why, as Fu Sangshen, I am also affected by the supernatural ability, it's so strange..."

But he didn't seem to care much.

Jinjian asked me, "Where's Ayi?"

"I was just checking," I said, "wait for me a moment."

"Okay~ I'll be right next to Ayi!"

My main place of activity is near my desk, except for my manuscripts and the latest computer, there are some books, philosophical, fictional novels and some reference materials, each of which I remember clearly, Both the origin and the mood I was in when I got them.

Opening the drawer, there are things that I personally think have commemorative value, such as the book that Mr. Dazai gave me. I stroked the cover of the book, for fear that I would miss this beautiful thought. Fortunately, it is still firmly rooted in my heart. .

Finally I checked my backpack, belongings.

After checking my personal items one by one, I found nothing abnormal. In order to avoid mistakes, I repeated it again, and there was still no abnormality.

Seeing me leave from the desk, Jin Jian asked, "How is it?"

"I'm fine."

We returned to the main hall, and Makoto and Sato had also gone back.

……

No matter how outrageous it sounds, the reality did happen—the memory disappeared for no reason.

In addition to Sato, Mako also suffered from this problem. She took out a flannel box with a crooked brooch inside.She explained: "My brooch accidentally broke last week and I love it. I can't remember how it came to be like this..."

She picked up the brooch in the box and said: "I can't restore the things I like. I should feel sad. If someone broke it, I should be angry."

"But now... I don't feel anything."

"After 'Happy Memories', 'Sad Memories' also disappeared..." Dazai murmured.

"Me too!" said Imai, "I don't remember any presents from my classmates at school."

Dazai: "How did you feel when you received the gift?"

"I think—is it happy? After all, I have always wanted this, but I can't get it anyway." After finishing speaking, he seemed to be afraid that we would think that one would not favor the other, so he added: "I am the one you brought back from Kyoto. Always wanted!"

"That is to say, two people have memories of positive and positive emotions, while the other has negative emotions. It seems that the other party has his own set of criteria for selecting memories." Dazai asked me again: "Where is Yi Jun?"

"Everything is normal for me." I said, "Whether it is positive or negative emotional memory, all of them are firmly stored in my mind, and no one has taken away a single bit."

"Hmm..." Dazai responded.

He turned around and sat on the chair with his hands folded on the back of the chair.

"At present, there are no rules to follow. According to the behavior of the perpetrator, he usually directly harvests everyone in an area. It can be reasonably inferred that this area has also been murdered."

"That's strange, my activity area is also in this category." I said, "Why did I slip through the net."

"Yeah..." Dazai shook his head, and said, "I can't explain why this strange phenomenon happened."

In this matter, it seems that we can't give him any help except to recall the recent events as much as possible and recall all the details that may become clues.

Dazai didn't care too much, he said, "Leave the investigation of the case to the professionals."

I remembered what he said before.

As a result, the "professional" in his mouth is already himself.

The only foreseeable thing for me is that Dazai-san will have another busy day ahead.

"Thank you for the hospitality today." After he said this concluding sentence, he said goodbye to us and went to the entrance to change shoes, and I followed behind.

"Going out?" he asked me.

"Go and buy some seasonings." I took out the small wallet from my pocket, checked that I had enough money, then put on my shoes and went out with him.

We are almost on the same road.

"Mr. Dazai will concentrate on investigating the case of collective amnesia next, right? Can those memories that were taken away be returned to the owner in the end?"

"If the method is right, everything can be restored to the original state." He said, "It has caused headaches for the military and police for nearly half a month, and finally chose to hand over the commission to the detective agency. It must be a very slippery opponent. In other words, this kind of loach-like enemy is too embarrassing for them."

I understand, so I entrusted a detective agency to take action.

We were walking on the windy street at night, and a gust of autumn wind rushed past under our skirts.

Being cleared by the refreshing wind, I asked him as I walked: "After all, memory is an invisible and difficult to measure thing. I can't imagine that someone would hunt for memories on a large scale. After getting the memories, these memories How to save it? What's the use of saving it?"

"Hmm...wrong." He said, "First of all, Yi Jun wants to establish a concept-'supernatural power itself is an existence without logic and reason', since it has been classified as a crime committed by supernatural powers , It is bound to be inaccurate to speculate with conventional thinking.”

"Is that so..."

"It's like you said that memory is intangible. What if the prisoner's ability is to transform the extracted memory into something tangible? Although it is not logical, it is very possible." He said, suddenly smiled: "Don't And criminals pay attention to logic and social morality."

"According to Mr. Dazai's thinking, if a prisoner can transform other people's memories into tangible objects, then memories are 'items' to him... 'items' can be used, stored, and traded. And the crime must be committed. There is a firm motive, such as the two eternal pursuits of money and power. Could it be that the memory is sold?"

After finishing speaking, I was speechless by my wild imagination.

This is ridiculous.

"That's right." Dazai didn't complain about me at all, but was full of approval, "Don't doubt yourself, in fact, the possibility of what you said, Yi Jun, is quite high, and there have been similar cases."

I was dumbfounded: "Taking other people's things casually and reselling them to others, isn't that the act of a thief?"

"And he is a very clever, tyrannical and unreasonable thief." He said helplessly: "As for the possibility of him showing kindness, it is naturally very slim, so the armed detective agency has to contribute to maintaining social order." Yes, my personal time will also be 'contributed' a lot..."

"I can't help it because of work." I said, "Even if you are busy at work, you should remember to take care of your body."

"Wait, why did the topic suddenly come to my body?"

"Because Mr. Dazai, you said that it will take time to deal with this case..."

"Eh……"

Now we have come to a fork in the road, to part.

"If my guess is correct, the case could have been closed earlier," he said.

I asked curiously, "Then why do you still say it takes a lot of time?"

Dazai shrugged, "Because we need to go through the 'normal and complete case-handling process' to collect reasonable evidence. To me, this is the biggest obstacle to closing the case."

"Then I wish Mr. Dazai finish his work soon and regain his freedom."

He turned around and was about to step out of the intersection, but suddenly turned around and asked me: "Yi Jun, is it true that there is no memory of disappearing?"

"I'm pretty sure not."

"Really...then I'll go back first, and you should go home early too."

"Be careful on the road."

……

……

The next day, I was sitting leisurely at my desk fiddling with my new computer when I suddenly received a new message on my phone.

I turned on the screen, and the name on it was "Sonoko Suzuki".

【From Suzuki Sonoko】

【haven't seen you for a long time!Nearly half a month has passed since then, right?How about Miss Inai's confession?Because I haven't received any news, I'm also feeling uneasy... I just want to come to Yokohama today, and the place is near XXXX. Ms. Inai works nearby, right?Do you want to come out and have a cup of afternoon tea~】

The location is indeed near here.

【Me: Okay, shall we make an appointment?I just wanted to talk to someone and give me some advice. 】

[Suzuki Sonoko: Let's meet at XXX Cafe at [-]:[-] p.m. 】

When I got there, the garden had already entered before me.She wore a pastel-coloured knit top and skirt today, looking fresh in late autumn.

We each ordered a cup of coffee, and we got to the point.

"How? Did you succeed in confessing to that gentleman?"

Facing her piercing eyes, I had no choice but to tell the truth.

"I confessed to him, but too... But the gentleman told me that he still has some things to deal with, and he can't give me an answer right away. I hope I can wait for a while."

Personally, this is already a good result, but Yuanzi raised his eyebrows after hearing this, which shows that he disagrees very much.

I realized that what I said might cause her to misunderstand, so I quickly said, "It's not what you think anyway."

"Wait, what do you mean 'as I think'?" Sonoko said.

"Because he also told me that he hoped that while I was waiting, I would not fall in love with anyone other than him..."

Sonoko was so excited that she leaned out for a little while, but after listening to my words, she immediately shrank back as if she heard something horrified.

"Uh, I mean..." After carefully choosing her words, she asked me with a tactful attitude that an idiot can feel: "What kind of person is that gentleman you like?"

"In a word - a beautiful young man with many advantages?"

"Isn't this too general?" She complained, "Let me ask it another way, is he very feminine?"

"Yes. As far as I know, there are many women who want to pursue him or have already pursued him." I said, "It's not incomprehensible in his mood. After all, he has a good personality and is considerate of women. It's okay to be humorous." , is also careful and gentle, and even the working conditions are good, no matter from any point of view, he is the kind of man who will have a lot of suitors."

"This, so..." Sonoko glanced at me, and said hesitantly, "But, he said he asked you to wait for his reply... You don't think he's...that..."

Seeing her embarrassed expression, I asked, "What do you think?"

"..." She seemed speechless, and asked me seriously: "Don't you think there's something weird about it?"

"No." I said firmly.

Sonoko looked like he had been hit by something - he was completely speechless to me.

She leaned back in the chair, as if she was doing some mental struggle, and then she straightened her sitting posture, with her back straight and coughed lightly——

"Excellent conditions, young and handsome, female friends... and also has a large number of suitors. Compared with directly refusing or accepting the confession of the opposite sex, I say to you, 'Wait a minute, I will deal with the matter, and then I will deal with it. Replying you with words like 'hanging you, and finally using sweet words like 'I hope you don't fall in love with others', which can be called a big killer, to stabilize your heart—”

Wait, it seems weird to be described by her like this... But it seems to be true, after all, these are the original words from my mouth. Could it be that my description misunderstood her?

Sonoko: "I didn't mean to belittle the gentleman you like... But don't you think the information you pieced together from the few sentences you gave me looks like a template for a scumbag?"

Seeing her outraged expression, I shouted in my heart:

It's over, there's a big misunderstanding now.

The author has something to say:

Sonoko: Just...?Something is wrong with you.jpg? ! ?

slaughter:……? ? ? ? ?

Ayi: calm rua him

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感谢在2020-09-1723:27:09~2020-09-1823:42:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the deep water torpedo: He Lai Resonance 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 7 He Lai Resonance;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 80 bottles of Die Shang; 12310 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!