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On the day when Mihua Reasoning Weekly was published, the door of the bookstore seemed like robbers ransacked it.

Fans who have PTSD by Mr. Tsushima's repeated excuses of "I will write again", "No Gu", and "Let me go out to get a material" swear never to believe the teacher's nonsense again.The moderator is still reliable, the moderator said that the teacher is going to publish a new book, that is to say, a new book.

"Although I also subscribe to electronic newspapers and periodicals, it is more at ease to hold paper books in my hand!" The girl who snatched three newspapers and periodicals stroked her messy hairstyle: "Read one copy and save one copy of Amway. Declare this is my family heirloom!"

"Should I be so exaggerated..." Conan, who was honestly queuing up, took the newspaper from the bookstore owner speechlessly.

When Conan was still Kudo Shinichi, he was a loyal reader of Mihua Mystery Weekly. This weekly magazine not only included short detective stories, but also had special serial columns and readers' letters.

Before the next issue of the newspaper is published, readers can write to the magazine at any time to send their guesses or continuations of the serialized stories, and the editor in charge of this section will specially screen out excellent manuscripts and publish them in the readers column.

"Shuji Tsushima is serializing," Conan recalled Dazai Osamu, who was sitting in the audience frantically rushing to draft, "surprisingly, he is very dedicated."

Conan shook the newspaper and read it while walking.

Dazai Osamu's new book is called "The Viewer", which is taken from a well-known poem: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, and the viewer looks at you upstairs; the moon adorns your window, and you adorn someone else's dream. 】A gentle and fresh poem, Conan saw this and thought he was about to read a literary love story with a touch of sadness.

right?Isn't this murder literature?Osamu Dazai changed his career to write romance light novels?

Conan dubiously turned to the next page and saw, oh!Is it a sweet lily story?He's coming for real?

The detective hurriedly wiped his glasses that seemed to be fogged up: I opened them in the wrong way, let's do it again.

With the reading of the text, the story gradually changes from "Gentle Doctor and Pretty Girl" to "Peerless Detective: Ace of Mission: Impossible", Lolita becomes Royal Sister, and revenge literature comes back.

It's still a familiar formula, and it's still a familiar taste, Conan felt relieved immediately.

"I have to say that his description of the atmosphere is really top-notch." Immersive reading has extremely high requirements for the environment, but Osamu Dazai's writing is not limited.No matter when, as long as you pick up the newspaper, you will be able to devote yourself to the world he describes.

The separation from childhood friends, the study in the police academy, the hard work after joining the organization... Conan seems to accompany the protagonist through half of her life.

Finally, the former little girl stood in front of the truth

"! Stuck here?" Conan paused, and he rolled back in disbelief.

No, no, no?Can the people in the magazine have a little conscience?Spit out the following text to him.

No, still no.The happiness of this week is so short, if you want to know what will happen next, please buy the next volume.

Leaving aside how Shuji Tsushima's personal forum was full of grief and denounced Mr. Tsushima for not being a man, Conan stood by the side of the road and calmed down for a few seconds, deciding that he couldn't be the only one to suffer.

He wants to drag Hui Yuanai into the water!

Why Hui Yuanai?Because Conan felt that the "precocious young daughter who took over her parents' scientific research career" in the article was very similar to her character!Hui Yuanai must understand his pain when Calvin grabbed his throat.

A piece of happiness shared between two people is two pieces of happiness, but a piece of pain shared between two people is half of the pain.

Shuji Tsushima's words are so fascinating, he is not sharing pain with Haibara Ai, he is clearly conveying happiness!

"Is that why you tried to pull me into the pit?" Hui Yuanai folded his arms indifferently at Dr. A Li's house.

"Cough, of course not." Conan straightened his face, "Do you still remember what I told you about the stage murder in "Death of the Unknown"?"

"..." Huibara nodded silently, and she lowered her voice, "Let's not mention whether Shuji Tsushima knew about "Seven Crows" and set it up on purpose, or it was purely accidental. Can you confirm the identity of the deceased? "

Haibara Ai did not go to the Tokyo Opera House, and the Internet was silent about this matter. Conan was the only source of information, and he witnessed the whole process with his own eyes.

"No." Conan retorted, "But I can be sure that Osamu Dazai did it on purpose."

"The whole play is full of metaphors and hints. Haven't you read the original text? The Fountain of Youth and the APTX4869 we ate are the same thing!"

Hui Yuanai didn't refute, she also guessed like this, "But I can't believe it, that gentleman just died like this?"

The most terrifying mountain that was pressing on their heads was uprooted lightly. This is a fantasy that cannot be imagined in dreams.

"Even if he's dead, the organization in black is still there." Conan touched the top of his head, and there was a faint pain in the big bag that was swollen by gin and a fire stick.

That's right, it's not the behind-the-scenes BOSS that gives them constant fear, but Gin Jiu who says "Ah ~ Shirley" when they see Hui Yuan Ai!

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and there is a long way to go.

"So," Conan turned the topic back to Mihua Mystery Weekly, "We should study Shuji Tsushima's works more carefully. Quickly, you should read this week's serialization first."

"Your expression is too excited, so suspicious." Haibara Ai picked up the newspaper suspiciously, and turned to Shuji Tsushima's personal column.

Conan sat opposite Hui Yuan Ai, his expression was exactly the same as that of everyone who tried to sell Amway to friends.

Although the original intention is to love the works, the greatest joy of selling Amway is to make the other party feel the same pain as myself!

When you're heartbroken by a character in a play, do you wish someone could break your heart with you?

When your throat was stuck by the author's card chapter, do you hope that someone can be cheated with you?

When you love and hate your beloved wife, when you have fallen into a pit and have not gotten up for several years, when you have sent countless blades to the author, who gave you the courage to Amway?

Is it love?Is it Liang Jingru?

No, it is the viciousness of someone who wants to find someone to back him up even if he dies.

Conan watched Haibara Ai's expression change from calm to contemplative, from contemplative to terrified to furious, his heart broken by Dazai suddenly healed without medical treatment, and his whole body was soaked in the cool resurrection spring water .

Happy, now he is not the only one scratching his heart and lungs.

Hui Yuanai finished watching.She didn't scold Shuji Tsushima for being a bad person on the spot as Conan thought, but turned over a few pages of the newspaper and pointed to a few lines to show Conan: "Although I can't be 100% sure, the doctor sister in the article should be my mother."

"Huh?" Conan was stunned, then suddenly lowered his head to look at the newspaper, "Is it really you, the youngest daughter of Zaohui who takes over her parents' research career?"

He came to drag Hui Yuanai into the pit because he felt like it, but the prototype of the character was by his side?

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"How could he know this?" Hui Yuanai frowned, "My parents passed away several years ago, and only the people in the organization may still have the impression. I agree with your judgment, the relationship between Shuji Tsushima and the Black Organization There must be a deep connection."

"If he is really a member of the organization, why did he tell us this?" Conan looked at the newspapers spread out on the table, "Don't forget, he probably killed that gentleman."

From this point alone, Osamu Dazai is more like someone from their side.

"Since he chooses to convey information in words, there must be his reasons." Hui Yuanai carefully organized the newspapers and magazines, "Isn't "The Viewer" a serial novel? The information he wants to reveal may be in the later part. "

"I'm going to submit a letter from a reader to try it out." Hui Yuanai flipped through the reader column of Mihua Mystery Weekly, "Although there may be a risk of exposure, it is related to the cause of my parents' death. I am not afraid."

"Maybe there is a safer way." Conan suddenly thought of something, and he ran to Dr. Ali's computer and typed blindly.

"This is the address of Shuji Tsushima's personal forum. The moderator has opened up a reader interaction area. Posting anonymously should be safer than submitting to a magazine," he said.

"Detective, you understand it very well." Hui Yuanai leaned over and glanced at the lively forum interface, "Have you been in it for a long time?"

"It's just for scouting the enemy's situation!" Conan argued dying, he would never admit that he suddenly fell in love with the forum after being bullied by Lingling's trumpet again and again.

In order to divert Hui Yuan Ai's attention, Conan's mind was spinning: "Since you and your parents have a correspondence in the article. So, who is the protagonist—the little girl who has a crush on your mother for many years?"

Hui Yuanai showed a blank look: Is there such a person?Is the author trying to spread rumors?

In Poirot Cafe, Toru Amuro carefully put away the newspapers in his hand.

Although it is very embarrassing to read my own sex-transformed literature, all patience is worth it for the truth behind the text.

"I remember that Dazai-kun seems to live nearby." Toru Amuro thought wanderingly while cutting bread with a knife, "Can I come to urge the manuscript... His new chapter should be finished, right?"

"Amuro-kun?" The waitress opened the door and walked into the back kitchen, "Isn't the guest's meal finished yet? Hey, the expression is so scary!"

The young lady couldn't help taking a step back: Mr. Amuro, what are you trying to do with such a terrifying expression while holding the knife?Have something to say!Put the knife down first!

"Didn't the store receive a takeaway order recently?" Toru Amuro asked pointedly, "For example, the takeaway from that haunted house nearby? I can deliver it. Girls are more afraid of that kind of place, right?"

"No, no." The waitress lowered her head shyly, "Although the house is a bit scary, Dazai-kun is a very gentle person, and we all rushed to deliver his takeaway."

Gan, Israel treats people, you are such a Dazai?

Sisters, aren't you the ones who left in shame after being invited by that guy to die in love?How come he was fooled by him in a few words?

Are there any girls in this world that Osamu Dazai can't handle?

——Yes, wow, the one he raised at home is that.

"Zero-chan, sit still," Dazai Osamu held the game controller and watched the Zero Speed ​​game on the screen intently.

It is impossible to rush the draft. The game is not fun or the takeaway is not delicious. Why do people rush to the draft?

Ling Ling was wearing her environmental protection hat and sitting in the cool flying car. She held the small steering wheel and looked seriously at the complicated four-wheel drive track ahead: "Report to the king, always be ready!"

"Yoshi, let's start." Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, GameStart!

3, 2, 1, go

"biu!" As soon as the starting gun was fired, Ling Ling's car rushed out like a wild dog running wild, and the environmental protection hat on her head was instantly thrown off, and she danced wildly.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Her hair blocked Ling Ling's sight, and her words were blown to pieces by the strong wind.

The violent wind is like a strong hairspray, blowing Lingling's long hair that was hanging softly on his shoulders into a broom, standing upright, as if it had been rubbed thousands of times on the ground by static electricity.

"What is Zero-chan saying? I can't hear you clearly." Osamu Dazai didn't even blink.

This is an online game!He will never lose!For the final victory, selling teammates is just a basic exercise, and it can't shake Dazai Osamu's cold heart at all.

"I said!" Ling Ling stubbornly opened his voice in the storm, "Master! You're going the wrong way! The finish line! At! Behind! Front!"

"?!" Dazai Osamu's eyes suddenly lost their brightness.

Trembling, he opened the ranking list, and the player [Steamed Crab without Spicy] ranked last.

"What a shame!" Osamu Dazai almost dropped his new game controller, "I never got the last place."

"That's because Master, you play with Zhong Yuan Zhongye every time, and I will play for you." Ling Ling tidied up her chic hairstyle, and asked sincerely, "Master, are you cheating?"

"...Go." Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter? We are one and a half laps behind others."

Who told you to drive in the opposite direction and not listen to others?Should.

Zero zero accused Osamu Dazai.Her attitude towards her master is always as warm as a spring breeze. No matter whether Dazai is poor or bankrupt, drowned or hanged, sand sculpture or black mud, her love for Dazai is always the same.

Mother doesn't think her son is ugly, she is the only one who can persecute their family's boss!

Lingling holds the steering wheel and makes a 360-degree turn, making a cool U-turn.

She tucked her hair behind her ears as she shifted gears, and slammed on the horn as she slammed on the gas pedal.

"Bang!" A violent explosion sounded from the rear of the car, and Lingling drove a four-wheel drive into the sky in Dazai Osamu's sluggish "Is this okay?" Unreasonably surpassing all players on the field in one fell swoop.

"?【Steamed Crab without Spicy】Which one is it? What are you doing?" The players in the same field raised their heads and watched Ling Ling pass over their heads like a goose.

"This is a flying car game." Lingling couldn't understand why they were so surprised, "Why is a car that can't fly called a flying car? Do you understand the game?"

It makes sense, Osamu Dazai almost believed it.

Under Lingling's divine operation, Osamu Dazai broke the record without any gaming experience.He wanted to start another game, but found himself kicked out of the room by the homeowner after the victory.

"Too much." Dazai said angrily.Isn't it just a small plug-in?There is no room for people at all, annoying adults.

"Master, don't play anymore, you have new news." Lingling reminded Osamu Dazai holding the environmental protection hat that he had finally pulled back in the vast grass.

The color matching of this hat is integrated with nature, and it is dazzling.Now that she finally found it, Lingling hid it under her belly like an old hen hatching an egg, protecting it tightly.

"Who? All reminder messages will be blocked." Dazai Osamu said casually, "Is it a discount coupon for food delivery or a promotional flyer for a merchant?"

emmmmm is a famous writer anyway, do you only have this little pursuit of life?At least you have to be surprised by the new blind box of M Kee Children's Package.

"It's Bald Rum," Ling Ling called out the SMS page to show Osamu Dazai, "He asked the master if he knew who the traitor who leaked the secrets of the Yokohama operation was? One success."

"Are you treating me as his subordinate?" Osamu Dazai smiled lazily, "Forget it, Mr. Mori is annoying enough, I don't want to continue working for the middle-aged uncle."

Undercover list?That thing Dazai Osamu does exist, covering almost half of the black organization, if they are all killed by Qin Jiu, will he usurp the throne and be lonely?What's the point of an empty shell organization? Even an undercover agent has to honestly work for him.

"I'm just a weak boy, what can I know?" Osamu Dazai said cutely, "Don't embarrass the innocent me."

Ling Ling tilted his head, "Then... about the news about the new batch of arms that will enter the country next month, do you want to 'casually' let Langmu know?"

"Of course." Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and patted Dazai's hair, "This is a gift I have prepared for a long time, and he must accept it with gratitude."

Weapon shortages can be fatal.

He had to bite the bait that was brought at this time.

The author has something to say: Zero Zero: Professional substitute, free your hands.

Zai: No gaming experience (manual goodbye)

ps. The title of Jae’s new book has a foreshadowing~