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"Shh."

Silence.

Fear engulfs people like giant monsters in the deep sea, and the dark blue bubbles are the hopeless struggle of the drowning person.

The lights outside the window were brightly lit, and the companion connected to the other end of the network cable waited unconsciously. A layer of water-like transparent film was tightly attached to Belmode's skin, covering her mouth and nose.

Her eyes, wide with shock and fear, briefly lost focus and her breath stopped.

In an instant, the membrane shattered and voices and breaths returned to her mind.

In less than a second, she seemed to have died once.

It turns out that the end of fear is really death.

"Bermod, is the signal not very good on your side?" Rum's voice sounded in the air, "Why did you get stuck just now?" Could it be that the reason why you can't send text messages with him is because of the arrears, Belmod Didn't charge for WIFI?

"Maybe." Belmode glanced sideways at the cigarette held between her fingertips. A long string of ash had accumulated, and all fell on the carpet due to her uncontrollable shaking of hands.

The expensive leather carpet was burnt out with black and gray holes, revealing the wooden floor underneath.

There was a scar the size of a bowl on the floor, like a cut tree.

She didn't come to this safe house very often, and the cleaners were probably lazy, and didn't even find a big hole in the floor that was eaten by moths.

Conspicuous traces were engraved on Belmode's retina, and she realized in a trance: Karasuma Renya's dead black tissue, like this moth-eaten floor, has gradually rotted.It's just that someone has built a gorgeous carpet on it, hiding all the conspiracy and decay in it.

It's ridiculous that the people who live in the room are fascinated by the expensive coverings. When they see moths, their first thought is not to repair, but to cover the carpet back.If you can't see it, it doesn't exist.

Belmode couldn't expose Osamu Dazai.Not to mention whether the gin and rum could be received after she spoke out—the other party was obviously familiar with network technology, so how could the disconnection just now be really a WIFI signal problem.

What can you do after you say it?

Rum blindly believes in Osamu Dazai; when Gin mentions Osamu Dazai, his voice is tinged with inconspicuous conviction and respect; most people in the organization have worked under Osamu Dazai, and they admire him; there is no Osamu Dazai of organizations are not even functioning.

His prestige has quietly penetrated the entire black organization in just a few months.

Can Belmode bear the price of tearing his face?

She can't.

Whether it's prestige in the organization or followers, she, who is keen to fight alone, is far from being able to defeat the opponent.

What if Osamu Dazai simply leaves the organization and joins the police?

He is Shuji Tsushima, and the police are very eager for him.He knows how many secrets the organization has, and those secrets are enough to destroy the organization in black dozens of times.

How terrifying his talent is, just thinking about the fate of being an enemy of Osamu Dazai makes one's scalp tingle.

Belmode couldn't afford to gamble.

Qin Jiu said: "Mr. Dazai, with a single thought, he can lead the organization to a new era, and also make us fall into purgatory forever."

Yes, Gin, you are right.

From the release of Death of Nobody's Name, the organization has been put on a tightrope, with its future determined by the interests of only one individual.

Shattered to pieces, or continue to crumble?

There is no third possibility.If Osamu Dazai had a semblance of goodwill towards the organization, how could he lightly expose the organization's conspiracy after conspiracy in "The Viewer"?

The organization in black is just a toy for this young boy, there is no need to cherish it, and he is not allowed to resist. It only depends on when he gets tired of playing, and then give the organization an ending.

But he is not justice either.

Belmode heard Gin talk about Osamu Dazai's contribution to the Black Organization.A righteous person would never be so adept at playing with dark methods, let alone easily surrender Gin, who is extremely sensitive to "sin".

In Tokyo, a city where black and white forces are complex and mixed, Osamu Dazai is neither interested in making the black organization prosperous and domineering, nor is he interested in eradicating evil and evil and supporting justice.

He is the recorder of the world and a big player who can do whatever he wants.

Belmode couldn't figure out Dazai Osamu's thoughts, nor could he see through his next layout.

She can only comfort herself: since the other party has chosen a more gentle way to hinder her, at least at this stage, he will not easily attack the organization. After all, he still needs to use the organization as a material for writing...

【writing. 】

The blond woman's lips trembled: Isn't it?Osamu Dazai killed that gentleman, usurped the position of leader, and played with everyone, just for the purpose of writing? !

What kind of writer is he!This is clearly a rogue!

You rascal school writer, you are right.Looking across the screen at Belmode, who only participated in the meeting instinctively but was actually out of his body, Ling Ling proudly akimbo: Exactly!Although they have done a lot of things since entering the world of Conan, neither Zero Zero nor Osamu Dazai has forgotten their original purpose!

They're here for the show!

Collecting materials is the ultimate goal!Usurping the throne is just a means, don't put the cart before the horse.

"Sister Belmode, will you return to Japan soon?" Dazai Osamu called each other affectionately, looking looking forward to it.

Belmode was no longer blinded by appearances, she could clearly see the indifference and indifference in Osamu Dazai's eyes.

[Don't get in the way, I don't need you. 】

"No reply, I'm busy." The glamorous female star stroked her long blonde hair, showing the same mysterious smile as usual, "I'll contact you when I have something to do."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her eyes and hung up the video, leaned her head back on the chair and took a long breath.

Passed.

"Bermod has this kind of temper. Boss used to indulge her a lot." After Belmod's wayward offline, Rum explained, "Crab Wine, she didn't mean to target you."

"I won't be angry with the beautiful big sister." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Girls need to be coaxed, so I'll improve her impression of me next time we meet."

Lingling made a face at Osamu Dazai, and Heitu squatted at her feet and made a small expression of curling her lips simultaneously: Hey, hypocritical human beings.

"What's the matter, does Zero-chan want me to coax you?" At the end of the meeting, Osamu Dazai leaned over to look at Ling-ling lying on his palm, pretending to be in thought, "It's not impossible, our Zero-chan is also a cute girl Well."

"Really?" Lingling's eyes sparkled, "I wish the master can save [-] characters of manuscripts Gulu Gulu..."

Osamu Dazai quickly covered Lingling's mouth: "It's not that you don't want to, you want to go to the amusement park."

Ling Ling's eyes are full of confusion: She, a small AI that lives on the mobile phone, cannot have a physical artificial intelligence because the owner is too non-chief, where can she get the hardware to go to the play area to have fun?

oh!Ling Ling understood, it was her childish master who wanted to ride the carousel, but he was too embarrassed to say so!

It turns out that the owner of the BOSS behind the scenes of the black organization has a pretentious and unrestrained aura, which is not in the same style as the sweet laughter in the play area, and it seems very inconsistent.

Therefore, he is ashamed of his childish hobbies, insisting on imposing his will on Ling Ling as a disguise.

Man, your name is Zuo.

Without saying a word, Ling Linger immediately agreed to the "wish" that Osamu Dazai forced on her, with her willingness written all over her face.

An excellent AI will satisfy all the reasonable and unreasonable demands of the owner. Osamu Dazai is still a minor, what if he wants to go to an amusement park to miss his childhood?Bullying us Zai Zai has no guardian?

Don't be afraid, Lingling's motherly love can't hold back anymore!She will definitely do her best to make her master feel her mother's love and make up for Osamu Dazai's childhood deprived by Mori Ogai.

Zero Zero: Damn it!Mori Ogai is hateful!He didn't take his children to play in the play area, this ghost father!

Osamu Dazai didn't know the complicated mental activities, so he rarely went out with great interest.

In order to consolidate his prestige, he has invested a lot of energy in the black organization. Recently, he has been staying at home and doing things, and he doesn't even go to the Poirot Cafe.

"Zero-chan, is our destination today a pilgrimage site for famous scenes?" Osamu Dazai walked down the street holding a zero-zero navigation card.

Here he doesn’t need to wear a black suit all the year round. Osamu Dazai has changed into casual clothes, with messy cool graffiti painted on the loose coat.

Coupled with his own age, Osamu Dazai looked no different from a young man on the street who skipped class to play arcade games. It was not at all obvious that this handsome young man was the leader of the black organization that caused the police a headache in Tokyo.

"That's right, it's the root of all evil in the introduction to the world——Kudo Shinichi has become Edogawa Conan's play area." Reiling was changed into outing clothes by Osamu Dazai, and he was wearing a light-colored hat The straw hat studies the mini park map in his hand.

Even a non-chief who is not as lucky as Osamu Dazai can occasionally draw an R card for a single piece of clothing that does not match.

Lingling wore a light blue dress, paired with white sandals and a red agate bracelet hanging on her wrist, she was a refreshing and lovely little girl.

Looking at such a normal Ling Ling, and comparing the attribute difference between this suit and the Dongbei Cuihua cotton jacket and the Ansai waist drum team uniform, Osamu Dazai felt that he had seen through Ling Ling's card pool.

The stronger the earthy taste, the weaker the literary and artistic, and the zero-pocket strength proves that the audience of earthy literature is far greater than that of young literary and artistic youths.

"? Is there anyone who doesn't like Cuihua sauerkraut noodles and Ansai waist drum?" Ling Ling was shocked, "Master, you have no taste."

"Don't drag me into the water, no matter how much I go against my will, I won't praise your card pool." Osamu Dazai took a glass of iced Coke from the clerk, biting the straw and said vaguely, "Unless it gives me two SSRs in a row. "

Although it is not impossible from the perspective of probability thinking, Lingling looked at Osamu Dazai's hands: those hands that were half wrapped in bandages, and the bare-exposed skin was so pale that it seemed transparent.

What a pair of white hooves, why are they so black when drawing cards?

Osamu Dazai took Ling Ling to sweep around the park.

They first went to watch "Shock!High School Boy Abandoned His Girlfriend for a Private Meeting at Night! ", "There is a pervert! ——The Enthusiastic Blonde Citizen Who Knocks Out the Peeping Criminal with a Stick", "A Child Waking Up and Shouting in Horror: My height of 174 has shrunk to that of a primary school student!" "News scene.

"It's so remote." Osamu Dazai complained, "No wonder you can't call the security guards even if you're beaten with a sap."

"Gin is actually traded in an amusement park. I didn't expect him to have a cool face and a childlike heart." Lingling was watching the first episode of "Detective Conan" with his mini tablet in his arms. "He and Vodka also went on a roller coaster."

Gin must be a young boy in his heart, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why he would go on a roller coaster with vodka when he did the task?And the whole process was honest and did not cause trouble, like kindergarten babies sitting in rows and eating fruit and fruit, riding in the car obediently.

Such a childlike and cute act really shocked Zero Zero, and she encouraged Dazai Osamu to also play on this roller coaster, which is called "the place where dreams begin".

"Hey, has anyone died in this position? I want to sit here." Osamu Dazai happily sat on the seat of the deceased, and while lowering his head to fasten his seat belt, he said to Ling Ling, "Maybe I can die smoothly today, so happy. "

"Pfft, what are you talking to yourself?" The girl sitting next to Osamu Dazai was amused, and she looked over with reddened cheeks, "I noticed you just now, are you talking to a friend with the earphones on? You came to the amusement park alone?"

"Is it unusual to come alone?" The staff came to check the seat belt, and Osamu Dazai took off the earphones and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Because everyone plays together in the amusement park, do you want to come with us?" The girl pointed to the men and women in the front row, "We are in the same class."

"Miss Lovely's invitation is really hard to refuse, but I didn't come alone." Osamu Dazai smiled sideways, "If you leave her behind and run to play with others, she will definitely be angry. "

"Her? Is she a girlfriend?" the girl asked with difficulty concealing her disappointment.

"No, it's the little ancestor."

As soon as Osamu Dazai finished speaking, the countdown ended, and the roller coaster rushed forward with a whimper.

The cry of "Ahhhhhhh" sounded in Dazai Osamu's ears, and he looked at his forehead hair that was blown away in surprise, "Look, zero-chan! The hair is flying up."

No one answered, the earphones and cell phone were quietly in his pocket.

"It's a little boring." Amidst the continuous screams, Osamu Dazai stood upside down boredly looking at the scenery below, "Zero-chan doesn't play with me either."

Always alone, so boring.

The roller coaster stopped back on the track, and the students on the car slumped on their seats with weak legs and legs.Osamu Dazai easily unbuckled his seat belt, and put on the earphones again before getting up in a hurry.

"Welcome back~" Ling Ling said briskly, "Is there any special difference in the special seat for the dead? Have you heard the BGM of the god of death?"

"No... I heard it now, Zero-chan, don't just play music just because you can use WIFI everywhere." Osamu Dazai listened to the gloomy BGM in the earphones, his hand trying to mute the sound was about to move.

"That!" When Osamu Dazai was about to leave, the girl sitting next to him stopped him and asked cautiously, "Can you give me your contact number?"

"It's a mysterious passer-by girl who suddenly appeared!" Ling Ling turned around and looked at the girl with flushed cheeks. "Surge of hormones and adrenaline, secretion of dopamine, rise in body temperature—no good, it's a sign of terminal illness!"

Ling Ling couldn't bear it: "How can such a young life be lost? Master, let's call an ambulance quickly."

Dazai Osamu listened to Ling Ling's worried and anxious voice, and then looked at the girl in Huaichun beside him.

Help, hold back, he can't laugh.

"Cough, you can call this number." Osamu Dazai took the girl's cell phone, and entered the number of the front desk of Mihua Central Hospital that Ling Ling was eager to inquire about.

"Poor girl, she was normal before she got on the train, but she suddenly got terminally ill after riding a roller coaster. This train is indeed a train cursed by death!" After they left, Lingling was still brooding: " I still remember that when the master had a fever, he refused to allow Heitu to amputate your limbs. Although the master recovered from the illness the next day by chance, what if the brain burned out? You can’t hide your illness from the doctor.”

"Zero sauce, did I say that? Don't read marketing articles." Osamu Dazai once again recalled the fear of being dominated by mentally retarded tweets, "Aren't you a product of Ke Xue? Don't always believe in some unreliable nonsense literature. "

"Ah, here," Lingling hesitated to speak, "Actually, there is also alchemy in my source code."

Although Quantum Mechanics is indecisive and cannot be explained through time and space, Ling Ling thinks he is quite logical.

Who said that black technology cannot coexist with alchemy?She is her, a firework of different colors.

"Master, can you win that little rabbit back for me?" Lingling looked at Osamu Dazai who was wandering around the amusement park alone, and felt that Osamu Dazai was a little lonely.

"Yes, yes," Osamu Dazai stopped in front of the small shooting game store in Linglingkou, and the little rabbit holding a carrot as a prize was placed on top of a big bear baby.

"Brother has good eyesight, this is the most popular prize in this shop, isn't it cute?" the shop owner showed off.

Indeed, the workmanship is much more exquisite than other dolls, the rabbit fur sewn on it is soft, and it looks very rua.

The reason Zero-chan chose it should not be the appearance, Osamu Dazai thought very understandingly, she is definitely the kind of person who can only use numerical values ​​to judge whether things are good or bad.

"Because it's the most expensive," Lingling whispered, "it's cost-effective."

"Anyway, the master will definitely hit the tenth ring, so take the best one!" Lingling tiptoed expectantly, "Is that so?"

"Well, toy guns may not be very handy." Osamu Dazai adjusted the sight glass, bent down to place the gun on the table, and aimed with one eye.

"However, there is no problem with the ten rings."

"boom!"

The red dot in the middle of the wooden target shattered, Osamu Dazai let go of the trigger, and took the little rabbit handed over by the boss with a thumbs up.

"Okay, I got it." Osamu Dazai grabbed the little rabbit's long ears and shook it in the air, "Would Zero-chan also like dolls that ordinary girls like? It's a bit unexpected."

"Huh? I don't have a particular fondness for dolls." Ling Ling's voice suddenly sounded on the doll.

The little rabbit holding the carrot moved its furry mouth, and stretched out its claws to grab Dazai Osamu's playful hand on her ear.

"Don't human beings like fluffy things?" Lingling put Osamu Dazai's hand on her "cheek" and rubbed it curiously, "The touch is so delicate."

"...Zero-chan?" Osamu Dazai put the rabbit doll on his arms and sat firmly. He watched the plush rabbit's mouth chatter in surprise, "Did you come out of the phone?"

Didn't it mean that because he is too bad, he can't collect five SSRs, so zero zero can't be exchanged for entities?

"Master is so stupid. I used [Shadow Stream Lord] to separate part of my consciousness and then possessed it with the help of props. My main body is still in the phone." The little rabbit tapped the back of Osamu Dazai's hand with a carrot.

"Because I want to play with the master." Lingling grabbed her long ears, and Tutu tilted her head to look at Osamu Dazai. laugh at."

"So, I'm here to accompany you."

The author has something to say: Zai: The toy gun is not easy, but the ten rings are not a big problem.

I would call it master of Versailles (thumb)

Ling Ling: Gin and wine are accompanied by someone!How can my master be alone?

Zai Zai, would you like some rabbits?