If you don't lose your best friend, you will destroy the world.

Momozawa Uyuki didn't know what Wujo Wuxin was thinking.

He was indeed hungry. He had almost digested his dinner at five o'clock in the evening when he went out.Not only have I jumped into the river since I went out, but I have also participated in a thrilling gun battle, bleeding and suffering. This has been going on until the early morning, and I have to deal with so many difficult parents. Momozawa Uyuki’s stomach has long been empty That's right, the porridge and a little side dish brought by Gojo Satoru are just things that can be used in emergencies.

Originally, Momozawa Uyuki was busy all the time, not paying attention to his stomach, so naturally he didn't notice that he was already hungry, but with Gojo Satoru interrupting here, he took a mouthful of porridge, and the suppressed hunger surged up directly.

He actually wanted to drink it himself, but seeing Wujo Wujo was so obsessed with feeding himself, he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he had to let Wujo Wujo feed himself.

The Yukimura brothers and sisters always felt that the scene over there was particularly glaring, so they turned their heads away from that side, and Gojo Satoru was so happy that they didn't look here, and immersed himself in the joy of feeding.

A bowl of porridge was not much, and Gojo Satoru finished feeding it very quickly. Gojo Satoru wanted to continue, but Momozawa Yuyuki pushed it away: "Thank you, but there is still work, I have to deal with the delayed work."

"It can be handed over to other people." Yukimura Seichi was very eager to survive, "If possible, please go with me to hand over, and the rest can be handed over to Nanako."

Nanako nodded, "Uncle Policeman needs to rest well to be in good health!"

There was a smile on the corner of Taoze Maoxue's mouth, "I'll go there, you wait for me here for a while."

Gojo Satoru nodded reluctantly.

Gojo Satoru sent Momozawa Uyuki away with the Yukimura brothers and sisters, and after they left, he walked to the window of the ward and opened the window.

Tokyo in the early morning is also more lively than other cities. Street lamps and long-burning lights in the hospital illuminate the neighborhood. Gojo Satoru grabs the window sill, leans out his upper body, and hangs in mid-air in an extremely dangerous posture.

He looked at a figure in the distance, "Since you're here, why don't you come in?"

"I'm going to be beaten by you when I come in." That figure was on the roof of the inpatient building opposite the emergency building, separated by a distance of tens of meters. His upper body was blocked by the shadow of the water tank, and he could only see a patch of darkness Thick black and the hem of the clothes blown by the night wind.

Such a short distance of tens of meters was basically zero for Gojo Satoru. In the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru disappeared from the ward and appeared on the roof of the inpatient building, standing in front of this person.

The distance between the two was less than a meter this time.

"Even if you don't come in, I will beat you." Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, "I'll give you five seconds to explain why you appeared in Tokyo."

The man chuckled, "You have six copies, give me the seventh one, Yokohama needs it."

"This thing hasn't been in Yokohama for so many years, isn't there nothing wrong with it?" Gojo Satoru didn't care what the other party said, "Do you think you look good? Why did you send a selfie to Ashue? There must be a limit to narcissism."

"This is cooperation. He knows I am me, so he will definitely come and catch me." The man stepped out of the shadows, revealing that young and immature face: "Doesn't Maoxue want to climb up? Catch me!" It should be a good achievement to live as a cadre of the gang/hand/party in the port.”

Gojo Satoru knew what kind of virtue Dazai Osamu was, he just thought he was farting.

He and Osamu Dazai have known each other for a long time, and the two of them have cheated each other many times. You can only believe three points of what Osamu Dazai said, and you can't believe it easily, and look at the meaning of Osamu Dazai's message to Momozawa Yuki...

"Get out before I get angry." Gojo Satoru took out a book with a black cover from nowhere. It was about the size of a palm, and the cover and back cover had no color at all. "I can't give you the seventh book. This would work."

"But the others are useless to me." Dazai Osamu raised the corner of his mouth, "Please, give me the book, and if Uyuki finds out, you will be the one who is unlucky."

"Uyuki won't be angry." Gojo Satoru threw the black book in his hand to Osamu Dazai, "Hurry up and get lost."

Osamu Dazai hurriedly took over the black-covered book thrown by Gojo Satoru. When it was thrown over, the pages separated due to inertia and resistance, revealing the white inner pages inside.

It's just that the flawless white inner pages in Dazai Osamu's memory are covered with black and red writing at this time, he flipped through it for a moment and remained silent for a moment: "You..."

He said this and no one answered.

The person who threw the book to him had disappeared at some point. The place where he was standing just now was empty, and the open window was also closed. Through the light, it could barely be seen that there were two more people in the room.

One was tall and the other was short, and then the shorter one lay down.

The lights were turned off and it was pitch black.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the black book in his hand again, curled his lips and stuffed the book full of Momozawa Yuyuki's name into his arms, took out his phone and called Nakahara Nakaya who had been waiting outside: "It's so cold on the roof, You said if I just jumped off the roof of the hospital, would I be dragged away by the hospital?"

"What are you doing in the middle of the night!!! Hurry up and go back to Yokohama!!" Nakahara Chuya's roar came from the phone, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night! You pulled me from Yokohama just to Is it blowing cold wind on the roof of the hospital in Tokyo?!!!”

"If you are so fierce, you can't find a wife! Shorty!" Osamu Dazai gestured at the height from the roof to the ground, and regretfully found it difficult to jump from this angle, "Why don't you jump with me! "

"Go to hell!!!" Chuya Nakahara was furious, got out of the car with his mobile phone, easily found Osamu Dazai, jumped onto the roof, and kicked Osamu Dazai out.

A loud bang.

The water tank placed on the roof of the roof made a loud noise when it was hit by Osamu Dazai, which was especially ear-piercing in the extremely quiet hospital.

Originally, there were policemen inside the hospital. When they heard the sound outside, the policeman immediately went out to check the source of the sound.

Nakahara Nakahara, who forgot that there were policemen in the hospital, was also afraid of getting into trouble, so he quickly went downstairs with Osamu Dazai's collar, avoided the policemen, and quickly started the car and fled.

Fortunately, there was no force just now, and there was nothing wrong with the water tank except for a loud noise. Even if the police came, they couldn't see anything.

Gojo Satoru glanced out the window when he heard the voice, and covered Momozawa Uyuki who was so frightened that his eyes suddenly opened, "Someone bumped into something, you can sleep peacefully."

After handing over the work with his colleagues, Momozawa Uyuki opened his eyes and looked at Gojo Satoru's black outline in the darkness: "Why don't I go and have a look."

"Your colleagues are not dead, they will come to call you if there is anything, why don't you join in the fun." Gojo Satoru pressed Momozawa Yuyuki, "Go to sleep, and go home after dawn. "

Momozawa Miyuki was indeed very tired this day. He didn't feel like he had a job before, but now that he has no work, he can rest at ease. After that, Momozawa Miyuki immediately relaxed.

It didn't take long for his tired body to fall into a deep sleep, and his consciousness was awakened again in a burst of dizziness.

Maybe it was because he was too tired before, but Momozawa Uyuki also rarely felt tired in the state of soul.

After he found that he could control his consciousness not to run around, he rarely encountered situations where his consciousness ran around.

Momozawa Uyuki doesn't know whether this is good or not, and he doesn't know whether his supernatural ability has degenerated or evolved, but Momozawa Uyuki has experienced a lot after all, and now he is not panicking, but follows the previous method. The process searches the corpse's memory.

This time it was a corpse that had just died.

Momozawa Uyuki could even feel the soft carpet under her body and the faint smell of gunpowder smoke.

and many more.

The smell of gunpowder...

Can I have a sense of smell?

Momozawa Maoyuki was astonished.

When I entered someone else's corpse before, I couldn't do anything except read the memory in the corpse, and I didn't have five senses, only the insensitive sense of touch and hearing.

Momozawa Yuki explained this to the fact that what he possessed was a corpse, and after death, the corpse did not have anything except the sense of touch.

But what did he find now

He has a sense of smell.

You can smell it!

Momozawa Yuyuki is very happy, because this means that his supernatural ability has not degraded, but has made great progress. According to this progress, he will be able to have vision and taste in a short time.

Momozawa Yuyuki felt that it was scary for a corpse to have these things, but it was a good thing to have them.

Suddenly, something moved under him, and someone seemed to be stroking 'my' face.

It wasn't until this moment that Momozawa Uyuki realized that he was not lying flat on the floor, but lying in someone's arms, with the waist down touching the ground, and his upper body being held in his arms.

"Odasaku..."

Momozawa Uyuki frowned, and began to check the memory inside the corpse.

The name of this corpse is Oda Sakunosuke, a low-level employee of the Yokohama port gang/hand/party. He used to be a killer and killed many people, but under the guidance of Natsume Soseki, he washed his hands and stopped doing murder business. up.

He is a person with supernatural ability who has killed people. Such an excellent killer should have been reused when he joined the port gang/hand/party, but Oda Sakunosuke did not kill people.

A black/hand/party who does not kill people will naturally not be reused in the black/hand/party, and will even be squeezed out by others, and he will not make much money. Fortunately, he is alone, and he does not need to eat and drink. Regardless of other things, you can also develop your interest in writing novels.

So he has always been an ordinary low-level member, just doing mediation work, going to the bar after get off work to drink with his friends and so on, until later he adopted a few children in the leading war, from a bachelor Become a father of five.

The originally comfortable life became tight in an instant, but he himself didn't kill people, so he couldn't be reused in the underworld/hand/party, and he couldn't get more wages, so he could only spend his own money. Save it for the kids.

Only occasionally will I go to the bar to meet my friends.

And his friends are Osamu Dazai, the youngest cadre of Hong Kong/Black, and Ango Sakaguchi of the Ministry of Intelligence.

The different abilities of these two people, one is disqualification in the world, and the other is the theory of degeneration.

and many more.

A person with different abilities? ? ?

Momozawa Yuki suddenly reacted belatedly.

The author has something to say: there is another chapter that will be closed and posted later