Conscience screenwriter leader Jae

A member of the Armed Detective Agency, Atsushi Nakajima, who can transform into a big white tiger, has lost any language ability, and leans on his little friend who is still motionless and eating crepes with a dazed and shivering face around.

What happened to the two Dazai-san?

What happened to Mr. Ranpo's statement that Mr. Kunikida should be responsible to Mr. Dazai? !

Did he really go to the wrong place? Isn't this the scene of a third-rate drama? ?

Today, one of the "Yokohama F4" Tucao service seems to be incarnated as the "Yue Xiaxian" running around under the Yokohama Runtu steel fork, making a masculine voice of "eating melons".

But among the stunned and stunned group, the atmospheres of Wu Detective Zai and Chief Zai were very different.

The curly-haired man in a camel-colored windbreaker stood opposite the young man in a large white shirt, as if looking in a mirror, but more like the overlapping of light and shadow.

The two people with similar looks just looked at each other, as if they had a good understanding, they both raised a smile that was not a smile.

But that laugh was just a tugging of muscles without any warmth.

The leader Zai pursed his lips, and said in his heart: Sure enough, [Dazai Osamu] in every world is the same creature.

He could feel the unrestrained, sharp piercing cold eyes.

As if to warn him to leave quickly.

"Mr. Guo~Mu~Tian~, hey, Mr. Ranpo's words, do you mean that you did something bad to 'me'?" It seemed that everything the leader Zai felt just now was an illusion. The appearance of Zhenzai disappeared in an instant when he raised his eyes.

Those iris-colored eyes were shining, and there was a cute and charming smile on his face, and he could even smudge with two touches of blush with makeup and beauty effect. He folded his arms exaggeratedly: "Could it be that Have you taken a fancy to 'me', hey—I didn't expect you to be such Kunikida!"

Kunikida Doppo had just recovered from his petrified state, and was hit hard by Butei Zai's opening words. He obviously thought of something, and his face was red.Then he opened his mouth anxiously, trying to defend himself, but was choked on saliva.

But after hearing Wu Jingzai's last sentence, he was immediately agitated and his veins bulged.

"You bastard, don't ruin other people's reputation casually!!" He strode up to Wu Zhenzai, like a crab on the shore that was honestly moving by himself was angered by a brat, and clamped Wu Zhenzai with both hands. The neck shook.

The leader, Zai, stood aside and watched with a smile, and he probably understood in his heart the relationship between him and the members of the Armed Detective Society in this world.

Perhaps it was because his smile was so much like Mori Ogai, and with the blessing of the red scarf, Yosano Akiko finally couldn't help but speak.

"Hey, can you stop imitating that guy... To be honest, the smile is really disgusting and disgusting." Yosano Akiko frowned, paused, and looked at the strip on the leader's neck. Paused for a while on the brightly colored scarf.

Yosano Akiko had some guesses in her heart: "As Mr. Ranpo said, you are [Osamu Dazai] who became the leader of the port Mafia in the parallel world, so your red scarf..."

"That's right, it was given to me by Dr. Sen. After all, I am his heir." The leader Jae's understatement exploded among the members of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Tsk, no wonder, if such a smile hadn't been taught by him, people wouldn't have such a chilling and stomachache feeling." Yosano Akiko didn't hide her dislike at all.

Of course, the identity of the other party was clarified. When she faced the leader Zai, perhaps because of this strange and familiar feeling, she also felt that the other party was not malicious, and her words were a little more familiar: "The dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency is big, There are not many members living there, so it is easy to take in one person, and you have nowhere to go anyway, so you might as well stay."

"Pfft," Wu Xunzai suddenly laughed.

Edogawa Ranpo, who had been silent for a long time, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, as if he had predicted what would happen next, he leaned back against the chair and still made no sound, just twirling a marble in his hand.

This is a rare moment for Wu Zhenzai to reveal his true colors in front of everyone.

The long-precipitated dark tide slapped violently in the pair of iris-colored glass beads, and the turbulent waves overflowed, turning into sharp swords and attacking the leader Zai.

"I don't recommend keeping this dangerous guy. Even [Osamu Dazai] from the parallel world cannot be easily educated into this appearance."

Wu Zhenzai approached this thin young man step by step, and pointed out a point full of malice and sharp words: "Are you really the heir of Dr. Sen? I'm afraid it's not the case."

"This guy who is indifferent, controlling/strong, and thinking about his hegemony and the peace of this city, will feel relieved and hand over the power to you?"

Buteizai knew Mori Ogai very well, after all he had witnessed how that man ascended to the position of the leader of PortMafia.

It is impossible for Mori Ogai to do this kind of behavior of handing over power to others, let alone handing over power to [Osamu Dazai] when he laid down a "great river and mountain".

"Unless, he's dead—"

"Killed by you."

There was silence.

The chill filled the space, everyone in the Armed Detective Agency subconsciously held their breath, and no one dared to make any noise.

The air of silence was quickly broken - the leader Zai, like Wu Jingzai, also sneered.

"Yes, that guy was killed by me, just like he killed the old leader back then."

The leader flipped his hands and revealed the brand new scalpel hidden in his sleeve, which he found in the infirmary.

With his right hand he made a beautiful cut with a scalpel, with his index finger resting vertically on the back of the knife, the silver-white blade was facing Wu Jingzai, the muscles of his forearm were already tense quietly, as if he would strike in minutes.

Wu Jingzai turned cold.

The two looked at each other, and they didn't know who rushed forward first, but in the blink of an eye, other members of the Armed Detective Agency saw them fighting.

But the leader Zai is still weak in physical skills after all.

That's normal, Wu Zhenzai eats and drinks well in this world, and occasionally plays games of dying for love or finding the true meaning of life, and his vitality is as tenacious as Xiaoqiang, alive and kicking.

On the other hand, the leader, Zai, is obviously an Omega that should be pampered and cared for, but he has a rebellious personality.

This black hedgehog opened his spines, refused anyone's help, avoided countless assassinations with his scars, and dealt with the pile of documents in countless nights until dawn.

How could the leader Zai who ruined his body like this be able to beat the world's toughest butcher Zai?

Does he look like such a stupid person, who can't beat him and still sends him to his door.

No one saw the troublesome smile on the lips of the leader Zai.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, two youths with similar appearance wrestled and fell onto the sofa used to receive guests.

The leader who was weak in physical skills was crushed by Butan Zai, who was relatively stronger in physical skills. He tried to fight back, but his hands were suppressed by the person on him, and his legs were also locked by the opponent, making it difficult to move .

Not right.

Just a few seconds after Wu Xunzai suppressed the opponent, the young man who had been struggling to fight back suddenly stopped reacting so violently. On the contrary, the young man's reaction was more like...

trembling.

Wu Jingzai was startled by his own guess, he maintained this posture, and looked at the leader Zai with dark eyes.

"Hoo, hoo..." The black-haired young man panted slightly, without making any strange sounds.His chest was heaving, as if he was restraining the emotions that were about to explode deep in his heart.

Looking at it from the angle of Wu Zhenzai, he can be seen hidden behind his slightly sweaty bangs, with moist and bottomless eyes, his upper row of snow-white teeth biting his lips, turning what was originally not His bloodless lips were bitten brightly.

The loose shirt that didn't fit had been torn to pieces during the fight, so Wu Zhenzai also saw the remaining traces on the leader Zai's body.

Kunikida Doppo who doesn't know much about those things compared to the innocent old/virgin/male who has been wandering in the dark underground all year round, naturally watched a lot of house/things, and even watched live broadcasts several times The Butei Zai, at a glance, can see that those traces are only left by men who doi.

Grass.

Butan Zai, whose heart was originally stable like an old dog, began to tremble slightly.

He let go of the leader Jae.

After he removed the suppressing power, the leader Zai lay there like a dying fish, breathing heavily for air, his eyes, which were full of water, were lightly closed, and the tails of his eyes were lightly raised, with the sharpness of a blade.

The leader Zai laughed again.

He really laughed a lot today, but he was never as cold as he is now.

"It's not enlightenment." The leader leaned on the sofa with his hands on the inside of the sofa, propped up his upper body, and leaned on the sofa.

"It's clearly domestication. Dr. Sen has domesticated a pet that belongs to him only, and has his personal marks all over his body."

Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency watched him gradually open up the never-healed wound in his heart, revealing the carrion and bones inside.

It was obviously painful, but he said it so bluntly and happily, as if the person in the story was not him.

"Who would have thought that, a man who used to be an underground doctor who wandered between black and white, and who will become the leader of Mafia at the port in the future, would have such a control/desire for his adopted son, such a terrible desire."

"Such a body that is different from ordinary people is also built by him himself, Dr. Sen," the leader Zai sighed sarcastically, "It's really amazing. Even if he is gone, this body is still disgusting. Find joy."

"Ha, he told me that I was his most precious treasure, his most cherished diamond."

"But what's the matter?" The black-haired young man hooked his lips, like the other shore flowers blooming in the underworld, or like a scorpion that has already laid a death trap and waited for its prey. Anyway, he should go to hell too."

"So yes, it was me who killed him with my own hands."