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Stepping down the desolate literary world, writing touchingly, talking and laughing, the masts and sculls are wiped out, and the pool is full of SSRs with a wave of hand.

It sounds beautiful, but it is not realistic. It is basically equivalent to the daydream of daydreamers.

Osamu Dazai, the hottest cadre candidate of the port Mafia, as a witness to the funeral of the former leader together with the leader Mori Ogai, one of the most evil duo in the world [Double Black], the proud son of heaven who is proficient in all dark world work , a terrifying existence that terrifies countless people.

He is good at everything, his only shortcoming is that he doesn't like to write reports.But it doesn't matter, Osamu Dazai has a partner who is easy to be cheated. He has been cheated for many years and was forced to take care of his paperwork.

As the saying goes, people must learn to maximize their strengths and avoid their weaknesses. We must focus on their strengths and not their flaws.

But no, she ignored all the jobs that Osamu Dazai was good at, and only wanted to drag him into literature.

"It can't be done," Osamu Dazai let go of the pen, and rubbed his reddened fingertips slightly: "I'm a Mafia, and the work I do every day has nothing to do with literature. Thank goodness for Mr. Shusen, isn't Zero-chan asking too much of me?"

"Of course I have considered this issue," Lingling breathed on Osamu Dazai's fingers through the screen, and whispered a spell, "Fly away with pain!"

"Environmental factors and inspiration are all problems that the master needs to solve on his way to become a literary hero. The almighty Lingling has already arranged it, so the master doesn't need to worry."

Backhandedly posted a [Arrange you clearly.jpg] emoticon package, jumped on tiptoes and pulled down the task bar above his head.

[The third step toward becoming a literary hero—reading famous classics and thinking about philosophical life] has been completed, but the task immediately below it is still gray.

"No new tasks?" Osamu Dazai poked Ling Ling's face with his chin, he yawned, and wiped the water from his eyes, "If it's something boring, I will definitely not cooperate with Zero again." Sauce."

Ling Lingren Dazai poked twice, she put the pink lala ball in her hand by her feet, stood upright, tried to put on an expression of "I'm going to talk about business, you don't talk", and clapped her hands suddenly: "The task is completed, congratulations to the player for getting the diamond X999, another world round-trip pass (permanent) X1"

"At this point, all the novice tutorials are over. System 00 has confirmed that the host Dazai Osamu has successfully graduated. [Debut, writer!] The system will serve you wholeheartedly. Welcome to the unknown new world. I am your always reliable little assistant Zero Zero. "

"The system function [Collecting the Wind] has been turned on, and the new [Pet] system has been added, loading..."

"The loading is complete, the space-time positioning is complete, and the first [collection] location is being extracted..."

"The lottery is over, [Collecting Styles] - the first stop of the journey, "Detective Conan", the host is requested to make preparations within 24 hours, the old driver is starting, there is no time to explain and get on the train!"

A huge flow of information poured into Dazai Osamu's cell phone. In an instant, all the networks in Yokohama were blocked for a second, and countless programs stopped running, clearing the way for the king in the field.

Hanada Yamada, who was huddled in the Yoshiko, scratched his head in doubt, the change happened in a flash, and the monitoring equipment failed to capture the slightest signal; Ango Sakaguchi in front of the computer pushed his glasses, rubbing his eyes tiredly and happened to miss the only miracle in the world; The game nerd who was offline every second was stuck on a tree branch by a bug. The only consolation was that his opponent happened to be stuck under him, and everyone had Jenga music together.

The original content on the taskbar disappeared, and the light cyan function of [Collecting Wind] and the card pool of [In short, it's cheating krypton] were side by side, and only the silver-white text was shining gently on the taskbar.

Silvery white light imprinted in Osamu Dazai's eyes, and his pupils dilated slightly: "[Collecting the Wind]——The first stop of the journey "Detective Conan""

"World Introduction: High school student detective Kudo Shinichi accidentally breaks the illegal business organized by the Black Organization while playing in the park with his childhood sweetheart, Mao Lilan. A primary school student! Kudo Shinichi, whose alias is Edogawa Conan, lives in Mao Lilan's home, vowing to destroy the evil conspiracy of the black organization..."

"Why does it look like a manga introduction?" Osamu Dazai pointed to the world introduction and asked Zero Zero, "Edogawa Conan? Is he Edogawa Ranpo's younger brother?"

"A half-brother living among the people," Lingling said irresponsibly, "The brief introduction of the world is the information I intercepted after screening from the information flow of this world. It is mainly for the owner to understand the general background before departure."

"For the first time to go out to gather scenery, Lingling chose a relatively simple and safe world background for the master. The culture, era and map in the world of "Detective Conan" are almost the same as the master's own world. As a novice, it is the first jungle mission. It couldn't be more suitable." She is super caring, please give her a good review!

That is to say, the world profile is only a few dozen words, and the information that can be extracted is pitifully small.

Osamu Dazai bent his index finger against his chin, frowned and thought:

Ling Ling's original intention was definitely not to harm him. Since it is said to be a "simple" world, there should be no emergencies that he can't understand.

The only thing that makes Osamu Dazai hesitate is that Ling Ling is not a normal artificial intelligence, she is a crooked artificial mentally retarded.

What she is best at is not seeking truth from facts, being concise, honest and reliable, but creating something out of nothing, making Chen Cang useless imagination, taking out of context and making no sense.

Simply put, it is not an ordinary pit.

"However, it's interesting in this way." Half of Dazai Osamu's face was reflected in the soft light, and half of his face was hidden in the cold darkness. He smiled enthusiastically, "If you die because of this, it's also a happy egg. .”

Compared to staying in a small black room every day and working for Mr. Mori, a terrible adult, it is obviously more interesting to go to another world to play.

If you can go for ten days and a half months, it will be better to directly drop Mr. Mori's work arrangement, Osamu Dazai thought expectantly.

"Clean up a little bit, we can start now." Seeing Osamu Dazai's obviously interested expression, he said with a lot of energy, "The time in this world will be suspended during the process of [collecting songs], so there is no need to worry about delaying the master's work. clatter."

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"Cut." Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, and answered without any surprise.

The sudden disappearance of a candidate for the Mafia cadre at the port is a major event that the entire world must pay attention to. Mori Ogai will never sit idly by. It is impossible for Ling Ling to leave such an obvious trouble.

"There's nothing worth cleaning up." Osamu Dazai picked up his magic alchemy phone, blinked his pretty eyes, and showed a smile that could make all Yokohama women voluntarily commit suicide with him, "Is it enough for me to have zero sauce?"

"That's right, that's right!" Ling Ling gave a thumbs up, "It seems that the master has already realized something, no matter how abundant the supplies are, it is completely useless, the property of the two worlds cannot be exchanged! Justice Messenger Zero Zero will not allow the owner to embark on the illegal road of cross-border reselling to get rich."

Dazai's expression froze.

Grass (a kind of plant), no matter how you say it, he is quite a mafia. He is really not that short of money, and he will not make such a lack of style as importing carrots and baby vegetables from Yokohama and reselling them to hot pot restaurants in different worlds. things.

"Zero-chan, I saw the 'pet system' when you just updated, what is that?" Osamu Dazai decided to change the subject to maintain his dignity as a man.

"It's a good thing," Lingling said happily, "Isn't the master very curious about the use of the reward 'Bone Biscuit X3' that I got before? It is used to feed Cerberus."

"Cerberus... the name is so familiar..." Osamu Dazai subconsciously recalled it, he seemed to have heard its famous name somewhere.

"Hell's three-headed dog, it should be quite famous mythical creature in the master's world," Lingling blew a clear whistle, the gentle water surface in the background of the Gold Coast suddenly boiled, and a ferocious behemoth slowly stretched out. Claw out.

A three-headed dog-like monster with eternal red flames wrapped around its body, one eye occupies the entire screen of the phone, and Lingling is squeezed into a corner by it, making a protesting voice: "Black soil, why are you so handsome? Come on stage! Give me back the position C, I’m going to hit you, I’m really going to hit you!”

The little girl who was about to be squeezed out of the screen took out her crowbar with difficulty, and pointed to the beach ground indignantly, "Change, change it for me!"

"Wow~" The hell three-headed dog groaned aggrievedly. It was the voice of a newborn puppy, which did not match its hideous appearance. It sounded pitiful.

The hell three-headed dog, which was rudely named "Black Soil" because its original name was too long, smacked itself, gradually shrunk like cotton candy soaked in water, and finally turned into a billowing black charcoal ball. Haw fell on the sand.

The puppy rolled in the sand, sneezing and flicking its fur, its three heads chasing its own tail in circles, and a white hand unceremoniously grabbed its fate before turning itself dizzy nape of the neck.

"Dirty dog." Lingling grunted and patted the heads of the three dogs, and smiled happily at Osamu Dazai: "That's it, a super easy-to-raise puppy, I specially transferred it from another plane to protect it Master's... Master? Are you OK?"

Lingling looked strangely at the master who was desperately retreating without a trace, Dazai Osamu's face was full of rejection, and he almost broke the window to escape from this decaying oxidized world.

"Could it be that..." Detective Ling Ling showed sharp eyes, "As a candidate for the leader of the Yokohama organization, the villain of Mafia at the port, and the master of the frightening Night Emperor—"

"Are you afraid of dogs?"