This is a nurturing essay

--In the end what happened?

After asking his brothers for help, Osamu Dazai skateboarded, went out to buy some things, and made some preparations.

Then he went back to Leibo Street again and broke into the cellar.

The lambs greeted Osamu Dazai in a panic.

This young master who was arrogant and delicate in their eyes looked very embarrassed.His body was covered in dirty dust, his hair was disheveled, covered with clods and dust, and there were scratches and bloodstains on his exposed arms and legs.The originally fair little face also became dirty, and there were a few lines of tears in the eyes.

The most frightening thing was that there seemed to be a bleeding bullet hole on the boy's shoulder.Red blood continued to ooze out, staining the boy's white short sleeve and the palm covering the wound red.

In his other hand, he held a blood-stained blue wristband.

Osamu Dazai stumbled and jumped down, his expression was dead silent, with some confusion and more hatred.

He glanced around at the lambs who didn't know what happened, and said calmly and dryly, "Run away."

A terrible thought came to Shirase's mind.

He rushed to Dazai Osamu in a few steps, held his shoulders tightly with both hands, and said sharply, "What happened!"

Osamu Dazai seemed to be involved in the wound, but he only frowned slightly.

"Chuya... is dead." He said this terrible sentence in a flat tone like describing "it rains today".

"Impossible!!" Shirase's eyes were about to burst.

"You are also the strongest! You are lying!" Shota Ueno lost his voice.

Junko's face was pale and she couldn't say a word.

Discussion broke out in the small cellar.Doubt, panic, despair, sadness, shock... Everyone gathered around and asked in a panic.

Osamu Dazai glanced around, a smirk appeared on his face.

"The strongest among them? No matter how strong he is, he is only a person, even only 11 years old. He can't save people, kill people, and protect people in the hail of bullets."

Having said that, the boy closed his eyes.

"In short, the operation failed. Think about retreating."

"No... why did you come out alive?" Youxing suddenly screamed, "Zhong also died to save you, didn't he?!"

Before other people's condemnation came, Osamu Dazai sneered: "Didn't Chuya die to save you? I said that I have a plan, but if you don't believe me, if you don't listen, you want to push Chuuya to death—"

"No! No, no!" Youxing cried out in pain, "Chuya..."

Shirase had already let go of Osamu Dazai.He stood there in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Many children cried.I don't know whether to cry for Zhong Ye or for myself.

"Don't cry!" Okubo yelled angrily, "Shirase! Without him Nakahara Chuya back then, sheep were sheep! It's not like we can't live without him!"

Shirase shuddered and came to his senses: "Yes, yes! We must survive! The sheep will survive! Club D... deal with Club D first!"

He regained his energy and asked Dazai Osamu: "You have a solution, right? Without Chuya, you can also deal with the D club!"

"So what? Aren't you unwilling?" Osamu Dazai sneered, "It's too late now, Club D is already alert."

"How come..." Someone murmured, "Shiraise, it's all your fault!"

"Didn't everyone agree to let Chuya go before!" Yuxing said angrily, "How is it Shirase's fault now?!"

"Enough! If it weren't for us, Zhong wouldn't have died!" Junko burst into tears, but her tone was pure hatred, "We are all murderers! D club is even more! Including me, there is no good thing !"

"It's useless to say these things now." Shirase walked back and forth, and finally looked at Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai, we are all very sad that Chuya died, but now we have to work hard to live, Chuya will definitely hope so!" Shirase took a deep breath, "What is the situation in the D club now? Where are the people who were arrested? Also... Chuya's body, where is it?"

Osamu Dazai suddenly restrained all his expressions.He said flatly: "The D club is still there and doing well. The hostages are also in their hands."

"Chuya...?" Junko asked choked up.

"I don't know." Osamu Dazai replied blankly.He put down the hand that had been covering his shoulder, stood up straight, and became that noble young master again.

"What do you mean?" Ueno Shota said angrily, "Chuya is dead, you are alive, he must have saved you! You don't even know his...his...?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him indifferently, and then said in the tone of "Chuya is dead" before, "Chuya's what? A corpse? Of course I don't know."

Speaking of this, he chuckled slightly, with undisguised malice in his eyes: "Because Chuuya didn't die at all."

"Gah?" Shirase opened his mouth wide in shock and made a strange sound.

Osamu Dazai looked at everyone like a joke: "Do you believe it? It's just a lie to you."

He touched his shoulder, took out a blood bag that was bleeding and threw it on the ground.The wristband on the other hand was also thrown down-it was just a bracelet that could be seen everywhere, and it was actually not the same as the sheep's tissue, but no one could see it.

"Fake, fake?" Youxing was dumbfounded.

"Chuya is still alive?" Junko looked up, eyes bursting with surprise.

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai nodded, "It's all fake. Chu also hasn't done anything yet."

"You!!" Shirase was furious, and punched Osamu Dazai.But Osamu Dazai was one step faster than him. He stretched out his palm to touch Shirase's fist, and skillfully sent and turned it, and the sound of joint dislocation and Shirase's scream sounded together.

At the same time, a dart slipped past Okubo's ear, with a little blood, and it was nailed straight to the wall with a buzzing sound from the end.

Okubo, who was rushing forward angrily, suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face also changed.

"Before you start, think clearly."

Osamu Dazai snapped Shirase's wrist, and Shirase, caught off guard, let out another cry of pain.He dropped Shirase and took a few steps back, there were already a few darts in his free hand.

"The weak."

The cellar fell into a strange silence.

The 11-year-old boy who has deceived everyone by acting and pretending has a strange smile, and he does not lose the wind in the face of a group of people.

"However, if you continue to hide here, everything just now may become real."

A strange light flashed in the boy's eyes.

"It's amazing. It's obviously such a ridiculous thing, but once I tell you, you believe it. This shows that you also know in your heart that something may happen in China, right? But you are still hiding here, using ridiculous reasons Put yourself at ease..."

The boy's soft voice was like a sharp knife, mercilessly tearing through all the fig leafs.

"Now, I have a plan. The danger is not great, and everyone can live."

Osamu Dazai unhurriedly took out a wet towel, wiped off the red marks on his hands, then tilted his head slightly: "Listen?"

Before anyone else could answer, he laughed: "Of course, you have to listen if you don't. Chuya is not here now. I am the only person with supernatural powers. You are not my opponent together."

The boy threw away the wet wipes, his face changed rapidly, and he returned to indifference in an instant after laughing.

"Now, listen to me, who has any objections?"

-

The deployment map was taken away by Chuya Nakahara, but Osamu Dazai's brain is the best database.

He used darts to swipe on the ground to carve out the approximate distribution of Club D's bases.

"I'll repeat the tactical arrangement." Osamu Dazai, who had used up a pack of wet wipes and basically cleaned himself up, sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by quiet lambs.

"The first team is responsible for creating chaos. Detour around the periphery of Leibo Street and throw weapons in. This team must pay attention to protection and be careful not to be hit by bullets." Osamu Dazai drew the outer circle of the base, "outer guards Also knocked down by the first team sneak attack, I have a way to get the weapon."

"The second team is responsible for cutting the peripheral underground lines." He used the tip of the dart to redraw the lines marked by him, "Not all people can be captured alive. The organs of the dead need to be taken out as soon as possible. Surgery There may not be a room, but they must have a storage room. The storage room needs to control the temperature, so we started with the circuit."

"They will definitely have built-in generators, but the supply of generators will not be timely enough, so that will be their backup energy. We need to act in time, and the power is cut off at the moment when the chaos starts, and they have two problems at the same time. — or even three, the middle might strike at that time — creating a hole in the defense.”

"I have to lead this team myself, because you don't know where the circuit is buried."

"The third team." He circled the location of the warehouse, "rescue people. The third team's operations should also be evacuated in time when the chaos begins. A few people or more, and they must not have the ability to act on their own. Therefore, the third team needs foreign aid."

"Fourth team, foreign aid." Osamu Dazai drew a small circle beside him, "Organizations that sell organs are not pleasing to many people. As long as there are people who fight in front, there will be organizations that will get a share of the action. Dr. Mori, the source of information In fact, they are PMs, so we can be sure that the remnants of D Club will be wiped out by PMs in the future, so we don’t need to worry about it.”

"In this case, the PM will not participate in our operation." Osamu Dazai sighed, "The small organizations around are not trustworthy, so, the military police. As long as there are enough reasons, the military police will act. But the sheep must To be the protagonists of the action, the military and police will only be the helpers and beneficiaries, otherwise they would not come to help—this is Yokohama, isn’t it?”

Osamu Dazai used darts to draw a semicircle around Club D.

"The fourth team needs someone to lead the way. I have a way to communicate with the military and police. We asked them to have two teams, one team and the third team to rescue people, and one team to prevent the enemy from escaping."

"After the rescue of the third team is over, I will ask the military and police on the periphery to use special means to trigger the explosion of Club D's weapon depot. Therefore, retreat in time. The rest is not our business."

The boy put away the darts.

"Now, let's divide the work."

-

The boy walked out of the cellar and answered the phone call from his brother.

"Brother Liuliu?"

"Military and police Zhijun talked for you, and you have borrowed the special weapon, and it will be sent to the periphery of Leibo Street later." Lu Yu said concisely, "Is there any other task, little commander?"

"Thank you Liuliu." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Also, let's go and look at Nakaya. He said he has a hole card, but I always think it's not a good thing."

"No problem." Lu Yu smiled lowly, "I have written the report, and the final military support is also completely fine."

"Well, I'll leave it to the adults to use force. It's up to you how to operate it." Osamu Dazai chuckled, "The military and police are always invited, otherwise the lambs still won't be able to stand up."

"I understand, you are a little tactician." Lu Yu smiled, "Don't worry, leave it to us."

"... Liuliu, I'm sorry." Dazai Osamu suddenly said seriously.

"Ok?"

"Obviously it was my plan..." The young boy felt awkward, "But..."

"Are you talking about murder?" Lu Yu laughed, "Don't think too much, silly boy. If there is another group of such scum, I can kill your brother too much. Understand?"

"Understand!"

"Then, I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

Osamu Dazai looked at the hung up phone, his heart cleared.

I am the planner, you are the executor.

This time, we are all righteous murderers.