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It was a chance encounter that André Gide read Shuji Tsushima's book for the first time.

He and his soldiers wandered around like ghosts after leaving the battlefield, and were hired by various forces as mercenaries, killing endlessly.

Whenever a comrade in arms died, Andre would feel sincere envy.

He found redemption and returned to the other side of peace.

It's easy to want to die, as long as you shoot a second late or face the bullet forward, but Andre is not reconciled, he doesn't want to die in the hands of unknown, weak and incompetent enemies.

If he leaves, it will be a hearty battle, finally ushering in the end of liberation.

When he was in England, he got news that there was a genius killer named Oda Sakunosuke who had the ability to see the future briefly like Andre.

Similar abilities will collide with strange singularities. If a person is like the rumors, he must be able to get the death he has been looking forward to for a long time.

Andre, who had not found the target for a long time, was very happy. He walked alone on the streets of England, thinking about whether it was the clue to get Oda Sakunosuke from the clock tower attendant or from the devil Fyodor.

The Clocktower Attendants is the official supernatural organization of the United Kingdom, and André Gide is reluctant to deal with them.

As for the demon Fyodor...

"Russian man like a mouse." Andrei frowned, having a very bad impression of Fyodor.

God will not bring them salvation, and those who claim to be God are definitely the fish that slipped through the crackdown on pyramid schemes.

If it weren't for the fact that André Gide himself was a wanted criminal, he would have reported the fugitive Russian mouse in minutes.

Andre showed a small newspaper, his eyes casually scanned stacks of newspapers, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"Let's make a debut, rascals! ——Ms. Shuji Tsushima, Mr. Oda Saku, and Mrs. Spicy Curry Rice made their debuts and made amazing readings. It doesn’t look like they are not from Yokohama! "The huge headline was printed on the front page of the newspaper, attracting André Gide's full attention.

"Teacher Odasaku? Odasaku's help?" Andre, who is not bad in Japanese, babbled on both sides, spelling it incomprehensibly: "So his surname is Odasaku? Is there such a strange surname in Japan?"

Osamu Dazai, let's see how many people have been harmed by your unique spelling, including innocent foreign friends.

Andre bought a newspaper and flipped through it as he walked.

He casually flipped through Ango Sakaguchi's SCI papers, and the overwhelming data did not bother this cultural person. Andrei carefully read the time management course taught by Mr. Curry Rice, and benefited a lot.

"What an amazing person." He admired and turned to Mr. Odasaku's section.

Warmth, the words of Oda Sakunosuke gave Andre the greatest feeling of warmth.

Like a grandmother's old warm hand gently patting a child's back, in the drowsy afternoon, a dragonfly lands on the mouth of a white porcelain cup filled with black tea.

The warm wind blew by, and the roses in the garden were in full bloom.

It was the first time Andre showed a sincere smile after leaving the battlefield. It was rare that there was no smog in Britain that day, and the sun was shining on the newspaper, full of satisfaction.

He even felt a little guilty about it.

People who can write such warm words may have given up the murderous thoughts in their hearts. Even if they meet Andre who wants to die, they will probably not be willing to give him a peaceful relief.

"We have to find a way..." Guilt turned into guilt, and it was impossible for Andre to give up the idea of ​​seeking death.

He has been tortured by the experience on the battlefield for too long, and there is no place for him in the world.

Turning over Mr. Odasaku's column, Andre looked at the next article with a heavy heart.

"Evil Thoughts" - Shuji Tsushima.

If Oda Sakunosuke’s writings remind people of warm fireplaces, grandma’s apple pie, and cats purring in balls of wool, Shuji Tsushima’s works only remind people of death, the deep sea, withering and sin.

Pure, unadulterated evil is like death black and as cold as the deep sea.

As the warmth brought by the sunshine and warm words outside the house was swept away, André Gide only felt chills all over his body.

The head was pushed into the night sea water, struggling to the despair of choking on the mouth and nose.

"It's obviously a reasoning story...why do I feel like I died once?" Andre murmured.

Probably because he is also a member of "evil thoughts".

Ordinary people only think that "Evil Thought" is an interesting story. Edogawa Ranpo reads it a little deeper, but he is well-raised by Fukuzawa Yukichi and will not fall into black malice.

The person who sees it the most is Fyodor the Demon. "Evil Mind" is a provocative letter written by Osamu Dazai. To create a world without supernatural powers, and the new world will no longer have sins" ridiculous wish.

André Gide was stuck up and down, stuck in the middle.

He couldn't see through the deepest meaning, but he noticed the core that most readers failed to understand.

——Osamu Dazai's own understanding of death.

Andre, like Osamu Dazai, is a person who longs for death and is close to death.

He found resonance like never before.

Andre folded the newspaper and put it in his pocket.He returned to the tabloids, took out all the cash in his pocket and wiped out the "Yokohama Daily Overseas Edition".

The soldiers stationed at the MIMIC camp saw that the boss who had been out playing in the field for a day came back with his hands full--newspapers?

"Boss, have you changed your career to collect waste products, Boss?" the younger brother asked foolishly.

"Then I'll be the first to pack and sell you." Andre said ruthlessly, and stuffed the newspaper in his hand to the younger brother, "Distribute it to everyone, one copy per person."

A few minutes later, the news that the boss had nothing to do to experience the life of a British newspaper boy spread throughout MIMIC.

"It is said that the boss didn't sell a single newspaper because he was so vicious, so he brought it back for us to read."

"Boss is so pitiful, we must not disappoint the newspaper that boss bought himself!"

Andre ignored the sympathetic eyes of his younger brothers, he cut out Shuji Tsushima's column separately and put it in his notepad.

He now knew that Oda Sakunosuke and Mr. Tsushima were both in Yokohama, but he didn't have the idea of ​​leaving eagerly.

Go to Yokohama to fight Oda Sakunosuke, no matter what the result is, MIMIC will probably die.

Before reading "Evil Thoughts", Andre couldn't wish for it, but now he doesn't think so.

Has he really thought about what "death" is all about?What he bears is not only his own consciousness, but the will of all MIMIC comrades.

The decision cannot be made so easily.

I have to take another look, wait a little longer, and wait for Mr. Tsushima's new book to be published.

"Yokohama Daily" is a newspaper that is published every day, and the three of the rascals are writers who don't necessarily write a manuscript a month.

Especially Osamu Dazai, he disappeared for a whole year on the grounds of going abroad on a business trip after a period of high production.

Andre and his younger brothers, who were cheated by him with a newspaper Amway, were restless after Osamu Dazai went on a business trip, and couldn't help it until one of them, an Internet genius, found Tsujima Shuji's personal forum.

The moment the network is connected, MIMIC finds its home.

Heaven!This place is full of talented people who speak nicely, and they really like it here.

The young Internet genius quickly registered a shared account for his comrades: [Official account of Teacher Tsushima's fanboy Tiantuan].

No matter what name you choose, as long as you add the three words "official number", it will be very compelling, and a deterrent will emerge spontaneously.

From today, the future of Mr. Tsushima will be guarded by them!

MIMIC is a veteran of the battlefield and doesn't know much about young people's new gadgets.With the help of the little Internet geniuses, they learned blindly, and finally became addicted to buying grains collectively, squatting on the trading website to resell every day.

Even the younger brother who defied all opinions and snatched the Valley of Love in Dream was still jumping desperately in front of Andre, and had to wear a bar to carry out the task.

"Dai Ke, you can't be photographed by surveillance." Andre was so entangled by him that he couldn't help it, and finally let go.

"Don't worry, boss, it's all right." The younger brother patted his chest to assure him.

Each of them is an expert in how to avoid surveillance. The younger brother is sure and sure, the camera can only capture one pixel of Baji at most.

If you want to go back to the authenticity from the pixels all the way, human beings can't do it at all!

Yes, humans fail miserably, but AI does.

What misconceptions do you have about artificial intelligence?Can it be difficult to reach a reliable zero with a mere pixel?Innocent.

A piece of baji condenses the power to see through the truth.

If it weren't for this younger brother who had to wear Mr. Tsushima's Dream Love Valley even when he went out to rob, Osamu Dazai would not have discovered the "conspiracy" of MIMIC traveling across the ocean to urge the manuscript.

He and Sakunosuke sacrifice their friend Ango Sakaguchi for a moment of peace.

"Although I'm sorry for Ango, but if you want to open it, it at least proves that he is not in danger." Dazai Osamu quietly wiped the cold sweat off his head.

"Ango should be working on the draft in the small black room now." Oda Sakunosuke asked worriedly, "Are we really not going to rescue him?"

"Absolutely not!" Osamu Dazai frantically refused, "MIMIC is here for me. Is Odasaku going to trade me for Ango? How cruel! I'm just a child, and Ango is a reliable adult. The child is at risk!"

"Yeah, Dazai is just a child." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Then, trade me for Ango?"

"No, no, no." Osamu Dazai waved his hand, "I asked Akutagawa to go."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Huh?"

Compared with you, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is the real underage, right?

Since Mori Ogai, port Mafia has always had a tradition of exploiting child labor.As a cub brought out by Mori Ogai, Osamu Dazai naturally continued the tradition of organizing "glory".

What happened to the underage?Young children need exercise to thrive.

Ling Ling hummed and walked on the floor of Port Mafia that belonged exclusively to Osamu Dazai.

Everyone likes a pretty little girl, and when Ling Ling is around, Dazai's cadres are especially easy to talk to, and Dazai's subordinates look at Ling Ling with loving eyes.

What a wonderful child, apart from having poor taste in finding a boyfriend, he has no shortcomings at all.

"I still can't believe it, how could someone endure Dazai for more than three days in a row?" the young lady in the office whispered.

"Officer Dazai is super-terrible!" Her colleague rubbed his arms, "The appearance of an angel and the heart of a devil speak for himself."

"I still remember the scene where Miss Lingling told me that Dazai is a very gentle person." The young lady said sadly, "I almost took her to the infirmary to see an ophthalmologist."

They really don't understand what it takes to be myopic to say this.

"Actually, cadre Dazai has been pampering Miss Lingling, right?" The colleague said, "When I went to get materials from cadre Dazai's office last time, I found a lot of spread out candy wrappers in the file folder."

The shiny candy wrappers reflect the halo of the rainbow in the sun, and after each one is eaten, the candy wrappers are unfolded and pressed into the book, filling a thick book.

The difference is that what other children use to press candy paper is "Primary School Students' Perfect Composition Selection", and what they use is the port Mafia's top-secret data archive.

"I don't know how the BOSS reacted when he smelled the candy when he got the document... But he is a child-female control, and he probably only said things like Alice-chan, do you want to use candy paper origami cranes?" Xiao Xiao My sister learned a lesson vividly.

"Mr. Dazai was taught by the BOSS, right?" The colleague lowered his voice, "'Master' or something, it's really a terrible evil."

"In a sense, it's scarier than BOSS." The young lady nodded in agreement.

"However, no matter how scary Mr. Dazai is, there are still a lot of people who are willing to work under him, right?"

"Yes, yes." The young lady nodded repeatedly, "Mr. Dazai's place was obviously a place that everyone avoided, but now there are too many people who have actively applied for transfer."

"Is it because of that?" The colleague poked the young lady's elbow.

"It can only be because of that!" The young lady said excitedly, "Ms. Tsushima! Who wouldn't want to work under Mr. Tsushima! Drafts, manuscripts, signatures! Maybe you can even urge drafts!"

"I heard that the person who was sent to the interrogation room a few days ago replaced the document signed by Mr. Dazai with his forged signature." The colleague said quietly, "If it wasn't because he was beaten so badly, I would also like to change it. "

Woohoo, that's Mr. Tsushima's autograph!Why didn't they know how to cherish it before, it's so sad.

The young lady and her colleagues discussed quietly all the way, and when she looked up again, she was puzzled and saw that Ling Ling didn't enter the cadre's office, but walked around a corner and walked into another door.

"Miss Lingling is looking for Master Akutagawa?" The two looked at each other, and suddenly said in unison, "No! It's not convenient for Master Akutagawa to see people at this time!"

Why is it inconvenient for Ryunosuke Akutagawa to meet people?Is it because of those few days that boys always have every month?Or is he doing something shady?

Ling Ling knocked on the door, but there was no movement.

She knocked again, only to hear a roar from inside the room: "Rashomon!"

Hei Beast's wheezing sound came through a door panel, and... the crackling sound of the keyboard?

She was really curious this time.Ling Ling raised two fingers together and swiped in front of the closed door.

The void rippled, and the solid gate twisted for a while, turning into transparent waters.

Through the rippling water mirror, she looked into the house.

I saw a young man with black hair and white hair standing in the middle of the room with an imposing manner. Ryunosuke Akutagawa folded his arms, and there were more than a dozen powered-on computers in front of him at the same time.

Rashomon stretched out his tentacles with teeth and claws, and a keyboard was placed under each tentacles.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's momentum is astonishing, and his mental power is highly concentrated. The thousand-armed Avalokitesvara transformed into Rashomon picked up the keyboard and output crazily. My heart aches for these keyboards.

You don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, the sister of the logistics department is going to kill you today.

As far as Zero Zero knows, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is a super innocent guy who doesn't even mix in the internal forum of the port Mafia.

What made him so excited that he used his powers to crazily output and line up with others?

Zero Zero took a closer look.

Oh~ Akutagawa Ryunosuke is facing off against online fans who criticize Shuji Tsushima's works.

Ling Ling looked at the silly child's eyes instantly softened.

Although a little silly, a little stubborn, and a little hard-headed, he is still a good boy at heart.

She loves all Fuki Tsushima-sensei's people equally.

Don't be afraid, her half-sister!You are not alone in the battle!

Ling Ling waved his hand to make the water mirror disappear, and connected to the Internet while walking back to Osamu Dazai's office.

The network connection is complete and the wifi signal is full.

One hundred thousand trumpets are in place, and the input method adaptation is completed.

Countdown: 3——2——1

"GO!" Lingling rolled up his sleeves, "Let you all see how powerful the moderator is."

Your friend [Moderator·I have only pushed Mrs. Tsushima since I was born] is online.

The author has something to say: Akutagawa: multi-line operation synchronous output

Zero Zero: One hundred thousand trumpets are here to help you out

Chorus: Protect our wife who produces food!