When Dazai came to the magic place

Dazai didn't seem to be surprised by their actions, the expression on his face didn't change, even after he noticed the gaze, he turned his head to face Xia Youjie with a big and bright smile.

Xia Youjie saw it out of the corner of his eye, and felt a headache.

Don't think about it, Dazai must have known it long ago,? He has always had a lot of evil tastes.

Kudo Yukiko, once active in the movie star, quit the showbiz seven years ago and married mystery novelist Yusaku Kudo, whereabouts are unknown.

Xia Youjie also watched several movies she acted in when she was a child.

"Hello,? I'm Xia Youjie,? This is my companion, Dazai Zhi," the black-haired student relaxed a little, and Xia Youjie asked worriedly out of the goodwill transferred from his childhood memories: "Both How could you come to such a place?"

Yusaku Kudo showed him his pocket book, which was hidden deep in the cuffs against his wrist, so it was not easy to detect, and when he opened it, it was full of handwriting. He smiled and said, "It's because of the material."

"There are a lot of materials in this land every day. Don't look at the two of us,? But Youxizi will change his face. I also know some basic military knowledge, which is enough to deal with a few punks."

Xia Youjie found it hard to understand, but he respected their choices.

He borrowed a pen and paper from Yusaku Kudo, wrote down his mobile phone number, and said politely, "If you need help, you can call me."

Yusaku Kudo laughed heartily a few times, but he didn't ignore the kindness of this stranger,? Put it away carefully, "I'm rarely cared about by juniors, I'll leave the phone to you too, don't think I'm just a reasoning I'm a novelist, but I also know a lot of people in the police field."

Xia Youjie did not refuse this time, he wanted to know the news about Jiang Guling and the others.

"Excuse me."

Kudo Yusaku handed over the paper with numbers written on it, saw the thick calluses on his hands, and suffered another occupational disease, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Xia You, have you received professional gymnastics training?"

Xia Youjie has seen Dazai's prophets many times, and he has long learned not to show surprise.

"Yes," the black-haired boy nodded, and casually stuffed the note with a normal expression into his pocket. Because he didn't want ordinary people to enter the messy vat of magic, he said ambiguously, "Because of the special nature of the school."

Kudo Yusaku also wisely stopped asking any more questions.

He noticed it when Xia Youjie entered the alley. The black-haired boy was not only vigilant, but his eyes would subconsciously search for a favorable spot. He raised his right hand slightly, leaned forward, and attacked at any time. This was completely normal to his body. the behavior of.

Yusaku Kudo was more curious about why a teenage child would become like this.

Since Xia Youjie didn't want to say more, he changed the subject in a polite manner: "Do you need Youxizi to help you change your appearance? Thank you for the phone number you left just now."

Xia Youjie looked at Dazai.

He was more worried about Dazai than himself.

Dazai seemed to leave the choice to his companions, but he took a step forward and said with a smile, "What does Jay want? I don't care."

This action is like a silent invitation and answer.

This is the temptation of the devil, full of hints, causing Xia Youjie to fluctuate in the depths of his heart, and a certain balance quickly increased, but the pure black-haired student did not notice it.

He just breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to show a smile, and thanked again: "Trouble."

Yukiko Kudo always carried the disguise tool with her. During the waiting time, Xia Youjie asked Yusaku Kudo, "Do you know where special murders have happened in the past few days?"

The observant mystery novelist rubbed his chin and thought carefully for a few minutes.

"To the southeast, you can find a road by yourself. After walking for about 10 minutes, you can see a house with a red roof. Someone died there just an hour ago."

Xia Youjie asked back in astonishment, "An hour ago?"

At that time, he seemed to be still on the way, no wonder the assistant supervisor didn't report.

Kudo Yusaku explained: "Unidentified people often die here, and most residents are hostile to the police. Every time they go out to the police, they will be deliberately obstructed. This time, there is still a policeman who knows me and knows that I am here to collect materials. Just let me know."

"However, the scene is so perfect. The murderer has not covered up, but I can't find any clues that can be connected together."

Xia Youjie: "Can you tell me more about it?"

"The victim was torn in two by a huge force. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. Huge handprints were left on both sides of the waist and abdomen. His expression was horrified. There were rumors that it was the killing of monsters nearby, and some people speculated that beasts entered the slums. People are panicking now.”

Speaking of this, the highly praised mystery novelist shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed and unwilling.

"But where did the beast come from in the slums? The victim's limbs have no mutilation or bite marks. It can only be said that the murderer is too cunning this time. I searched all the nearby streets and found no device that can support this force. "

Xia Youjie lowered his eyelashes.

is a curse.

He didn't tell Yusaku Kudo, but just said lightly, "You'd better go back earlier, you can come back in a few days to collect materials, don't worry."

Kudo Yusaku was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Then I will lend you a good word."

……

When he came out, there was an ordinary-looking person beside Xia Youjie.

Dazai took off the exposed bandage, put part of it in the pocket of the windbreaker, and wrapped the other part around his wrist. According to his words, this is because "without a bandage, it is like not wearing any clothes. You will not get used to it. This can ease some of the discomfort.”

I still remember that Kudo Yukiko was surprised for a long time when she saw it, especially when the boy blinked his intact iris eyes—she mistook Dazai for a disabled person.

On the street outside, the foursome parted ways.

The black curly-haired boy took off his coat and put it on his arm. He only wore a white shirt underneath. The dropped sleeves covered the bandages of the same color, making it look inconspicuous.

Dazai walked about a few meters, observing the situation on both sides of the street. He suddenly said in his own voice, "Should we search separately? Since Yusaku Kudo came out safely, it means that the curse did not stay where it was."

Xia Youjie is familiar with similar conversations.

This means that Dazai already has a clue, but it still needs to be confirmed - in fact, this is Xia Youjie's own guess, and it is very likely that Dazai is just unwilling to say it, but he thinks it is the former.

"Then be careful yourself, and take out the gun if necessary."

Dazai made an ok gesture, and seemed to feel that the clothes on his arms were a bit cumbersome, so he simply took them off, "Ah, Jay, please help me take off my coat."

He was very polite in his mouth, but his actions were unambiguous, and he threw it directly, never thinking about the possibility of being rejected, "Then I'll go first, and return the clothes to me when I come back."

"it is good."

Xia Youjie tidied up silently and put it away.

He watched Dazai's back gradually go away with his eyes, until he completely disappeared around a corner, remembered the approximate location, and then turned his head and walked southeast.

Dazai flashed into a small alley, twisting and turning, he couldn't see the filth of the curse, but don't underestimate the observation skills and information flow of people in the slums, no matter stealing, robbing, or under the fists of others These abilities are crucial to life preservation.

The more depressed the life is, the faster people will grow.

Dazai walked along the footprints to a gathering place for children, knelt down, took out his wallet, and shook it with a smile, "I know that a murder case happened here recently, and the death is miserable. I need to know the original location."

As for the files investigated by the window?

Forget it, Dazai thought casually, the person who believes in that thing is a fool.

Just like Yusaku Kudo said, people often die here, and whether the police can be notified depends entirely on whether there are nosy guys nearby who call the police.

The child he caught and questioned looked only seven or eight years old, but considering the cause of malnutrition, his real age was older.

He was sleeping, leaning against the innermost shady place, obviously a little impatient when he was disturbed, until he saw the thick wallet in Dazai's hand, he was breathless, his eyes flickered, and a dark light quickly flashed across.

"no problem."

The child's expression was timid, like a hungry and greedy young wolf disguised as harmless, and said in a weak and eager voice: "I can take you there, but you have to give me an extra money."

Hearing this, Dazai took out a few more, and said in a frivolous and gloomy tone, "Don't be too greedy."

The tone is meaningful.

Dazai is not just looking for someone, children are sometimes more impulsive than adults, not to mention this is a slum area with more wolves and less meat, children who can grab a shady place when the temperature is so hot that they are about to suffer from heat stroke, sometimes more terrible.

At this time, a man bumped in suddenly and roughly snatched the banknotes from Dazai's hand.

He pushed the child aside, put the money into his pocket again, turned his head hastily and said, "I can take you there, you don't need too much money, this is enough."

The child's knee was broken, and he endured the pain. When he saw the man's front face, his originally fierce expression stiffened, but quickly faded away, and a trace of fear and unwillingness crossed his immature face.

He looked at Dazai, "Don't regret it."

The child said something in a low voice, then turned around and ran away, as if there were evil spirits chasing after him.

Dazai raised his eyebrows, looked at the man's expression of deliberately pretending to be greedy, and the clean and tidy white cuffs of his dirty clothes, and smiled silently with his lips raised.

The fish is hooked.

Dazai initially thought that he would stay in this world for three years, because his age was against the tide, but now that he thinks about it carefully - he has the patience to hide, but there are no absolutes in the world.

If he encounters an unexpected situation similar to the astral body, should he just watch the good time pass?

impossible.

He is a fearsome and daunting mental trainer who understands others and understands himself better.

Three years is the deadline. During this period, "Osamu Dazai" will definitely leave room for maneuver, but he may have to suffer some pain after returning... For example, the chest injury has not healed for a long time.

Of course, Dazai was confident that he could regain consciousness by willpower.

The only thing he needs to consider is: what will Xia Youjie do if he leaves.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-26?23:13:32~2021-05-27?23:59:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Fantasy? 2; DaDaDa? 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Boss Jitai? 54 bottles; Mo Mozi, Bufanfanfan? 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!