Fumino Tatsuya Venice Coast

【Eight】

"Mr. Fei Jia," Dazai said when he was blocked under the viaduct, "you wouldn't come all the way just to do this kind of thing, would you? I don't think this place is suitable."

The officer who was killed by the wind review bit his finger: "Just holding hands, isn't it too much?"

Dazai took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time: "In another twenty or ten minutes, if I don't appear in public, the people in the detective agency will suspect that I am dealing with gray information during this time."

In the afterglow of the sunset, the young mafia wearing a furry hat looks like an exquisite doll enshrined in a shrine. The cold and decisive atmosphere of Siberia enveloped him. Two thin and tall shadows overlapped under the setting sun. Dazai was suppressed by inexplicable emotions , unable to move.

"Two or ten minutes is enough." Fyodor was equally exhausted, "I'm afraid you miss me so much that you won't be able to sleep at night, so try your best to appease the staff officer."

Dazai had no intention of resisting when his fingers were interlocked, he was more eager to touch and hug than Fei Jia, and memories and instincts came like a tide.

Fyodor took half a step back.

Dazai likes to take the initiative when being tempted. For some reason, Fyodor subconsciously knew that Dazai might kiss him in a fierce way. The Moscow teenager reflexively dodged, and the two tall boys stood here instead. I blushed all the time.

This was a deeper desire than sex, and Fyodor was suddenly satisfied when he saw the two holding hands.

"It's time," Dazai's fingertips trembled almost uncontrollably due to nervousness, "I have to go."

Fyodor coveted this action of holding hands side by side, "You go and call back the teacher wearing glasses, I will take you to find the driver, we still have two hours."

"Call back?" Dazai blinked, and suddenly realized that Kunikida and Sasaki Nobuko might still have dinner together.

The damp, dirty and unbearable memories are about to wake up. Fyodor still remembers that the emotions of longing, reluctance, and prayer were entangled repeatedly, and the fresh and sweet apple fragrance enveloped him, becoming his new texture and outline, rational and free.

"I have something to do, you should go back early," Fyodor dragged Dazai into the taxi, "Have a good dream tonight."

"Sir, I thank you," Dazai looked at his pocket watch, "The train will stop soon, please reimburse the expenses for the activities of the five evils."

"You're doing work for Gogol, and you're asking him for money." Fyodor kicked the accelerator and drove away, leaving Dazai at the taxi dispatch headquarters.

A yard counts, and things always have to be done.Dazai checked the driver's personal information and quickly found the driver's personal information.

The next step is to determine whether this person has been stolen. If so, then this driver is a member of the dead soul that Dazai needs to assist.

The driver who had had a friendly chat with the young woman looked quite friendly, Dazai tried hard to recall that Sasaki Nobuko had just gotten out of the taxi not long ago.And the dominant hand she handed to Dazai had no marks of carrying heavy objects, that is to say, Sasaki's suitcase was carried and taken from the trunk by the driver.

That being the case, the road surveillance near the school will definitely record the driver's image, and Dazai quickly went to retrieve it.

The driver who appeared on the camera exactly matched the photo of the registered personal information.

He is not a member of Dead Souls.

But things are wrong, this driver is the key person who passed the information to Nobuko Sasaki, if he has nothing to do with this matter, then the variable of this action is too great.

Once the driver forgot to disclose the explosion information, Sasaki Nobuko would not go to the old school site, nor would she meet Kunikida. Dazai did not believe that all this was a coincidence, so the driver must be the key person. Whose person is he?

Dazai's eyes widened suddenly.

He realized later that Fyodor would not come to Yokohama in person just to monitor him.It is very likely that he will help Nobuko Sasaki to make a disguise, and then hand it over to the driver to divert his attention to disarm Kunikida, and insert Nobuko Sasaki into the detective agency as an undercover agent.

Once Kunikida completely trusts Nobuko Sasaki and tells that he and Dazai are partners in life and death, Dazai will undoubtedly die.

Dazai made a rough calculation of Kunikida's preferences, and the only date that the one-sided partner could think of was the Sky Garden Club restaurant not far from the University of Commerce.

The damn Fyodor planted more than a dozen bugs on him in just 10 minutes, one of which was still worn inside a hollow button, and taking it off rashly would only cause more trouble.

Dazai, who was racing against time, changed trains three times. On the way, he passed by a flower shop and bought a large bouquet of white roses, and bought a string of pearl necklaces at a jewelry store. He rushed all the way to the Sky Garden.From afar, Dazai saw the familiar figure of his partner in the floor-to-ceiling window, took a deep breath, messed up his hair and rushed in.

"Senior Kunikida!" Dazai ran in panting, "You forgot to take the things you gave this lady. I'm new here and don't know the rules, so I didn't bother you two?"

Nobuko Sasaki looked surprised: "Mr. Kunikida also prepared a gift for me?"

"Ah, yes, it's a surprise for Ms. Sasaki," Dazai said abruptly, "Miss, don't look at Mr. Kunikida like this. He was a math teacher before, and a good man to take care of the family."

"Miss Nobuko is also a teacher," Kunikida said, "Thank you Dazai for your help. The newcomer still has a lot of work in the detective agency. It's really hard work."

Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, Kunikida was quite smart, he didn't reveal his partner's identity.

Nobuko Sasaki is the editor-in-chief, most likely a member of the Dead Souls, who Gogol ordered him to assist.

Walking out of the restaurant, Dazai's face was almost pale, he tried his best to walk to the empty street, and called Ranpo.

"Mr. Ranpo, I'm Dazai. May I ask what kind of supper the seniors like? I'm not familiar with you all. Please ask for me. I'll take it back near the Hanging Garden." Dazai tried his best to make his voice become normal.

Hearing the code words on the phone, he stood up in disorderly steps.

"Dazai is near the Hanging Garden. His body can't hold on anymore. He and Xie Ye will prepare the medicine immediately. He has a monitor on his body, so be careful when he speaks," Ranbu reminded, "Jinghua and Atsushi will go pick him up."

The detective agency immediately started full-staff action.

The spring thunder exploded, and suddenly it rained heavily.

"Hold on..." Ranbu looked out the window anxiously, praying that the rain would not fall on Dazai.

【nine】

The president came over and tested the temperature of Dazai's forehead.

"The newcomers bought pizza... I, an old man, don't like these," the president looked worriedly at Dazai who was lying motionless on the bed, "Is it delicious?"

Dazai just returned to the detective agency with the help of everyone, recalling Sasaki Nobuko's temptations of his various actions, it is almost certain that she is the apostle of the dead soul.

Sasaki and Dazai are in a similar situation in the five declines of heaven and man, and to perform this mission, they need to obey the orders of the chief Gogol and Fyodor at the same time.Nobuko Sasaki is a member of the Dead Souls Organization, and Dazai is a staff officer who only belongs to Fyodor. When the core interests are not involved, the two will not interfere with each other, so as not to cause displeasure to their own chiefs.

Nobuko Sasaki must have thought so.

Whether the food brought back by the way is good or not is a code word that several people in the detective agency know well. They intend to ask about Dazai's physical condition, and Doctor Yosano vaguely replied that it is delicious, but a little tired.

The bug was still on Dazai's clothes, and Dazai himself was unconscious due to his weakness and heavy rain. His soaked clothes had already been changed by Atsushi, and no one disturbed his peaceful sleep for the time being.

Everyone's heart is heavy, Dazai's weak breathing is mixed with some unbearable pain, and Dazai, who is absolutely top-notch in all aspects, will not talk nonsense even when he is unconscious in a dream, half of his face is deep. Trapped in the pillow and quilt, it is so thin that it seems to disappear at any moment.

Ranpo lightly poked that childish face, and now the entire detective agency is assembled except for Kunikida, and Dr. Yosano has a serious face, and the needle buried in Dazai's arm is dutifully delivering the liquid medicine.Everyone prayed that when Kunikida came to work the next day, the pair of partners could still fight like elementary school brothers.

Xiao Jinghua, who watched everyone relying only on eye contact, dug out several children's handwriting tablets from the cartoon school bag, one for each person, made of Vaseline and two plastic sheets, so as to avoid monitoring, and to tear and pull the stickers repeatedly No trace left.

Quan Jinghua has just reached a sensible age, this bold and careful genius agent will stay in the detective agency to make up homework just after school.

"What about Dazai? > Ranbu wrote.

"Malnutrition and digestive disorders, plus the accumulation of blood toxins, you must rest first" wrote Dr. Yosano.

<When will I wake up? > Dun wrote.

<You tell him the mission, he can wake up now, but you can't call him tonight anyway> rolled his eyes with Dr. Xie Ye.

The time returned to four 10 minutes ago.

Kunikida has been restless ever since he saw Dazai break into the restaurant. He always felt a throbbing pain somewhere in his heart, and the light in front of his eyes became flickering. Sasaki Nobuko covered his mouth and said with a smile Mr. Kunikida really likes to worry about newcomers. Kunikida only said that Dazai had just graduated from university and was rash.

"Which subject do you teach?" Kunikida asked.

"I teach psychology at Yokohama University of Commerce," Sasaki said with a smile, "I also studied in the high school of this school."

"It's amazing." Kunikida smiled, he was full of affection for the woman in front of him, and even started to fantasize about their future life.

This is the human nature of men, and they can't resist the temptation of pure and pitiful, let alone daily actions full of sense of life.

Sasaki would seem to be tacitly handing him the napkin casually, and when Kunikida thanked her, the other party's lower lip was lightly pursed, showing a shy smile with crooked brows and eyes.The bright eyes seem to say, don't look outside.

Such a woman is easily fantasized by men as his girlfriend. Kunikida knows that it's just strict expression management, decent makeup, and just the right psychological hints, but he will still fall into it.

What's more, this is a beautiful woman, a kind senior who is the same age as Kunikida, and he has heard of the name of Sasaki Nobuko's genius in school. This possible relationship, everything is like that So logical.

If you want to start with Nobuko Sasaki, you have to tell Dazai first.Kunikida didn't know why, they were just life and death partners, but he had to do it.Kunikida will know when Dazai forced a smile.

Feelings are feelings, work is work, Kunikida clearly distinguishes them.Before confirming that Sasaki was fine, he would never have any substantive contact with this woman, nor would he disclose any information about the detective agency.

Dazai will not come here for no reason to disrupt the situation, every move of this person has inevitability.Kunikida was thinking about Dazai's true intentions. It happened that Sasaki Nobuko had no place to live and had to return to the hotel alone. Kunikida took the opportunity to invite her to stay in the detective agency's dormitory temporarily. The Yokohama wasteland bombings occurred frequently, and it could also protect her personal Safety.

"Mr. Kunikida," Sasaki Nobuko spun around in the rain with the bouquet of roses in his arms, "I'm going back to school this time, what I want to find is the eraser you gave me back then... No need now, I found you !"

The fresh lily blooms in the rain, the unforgettable black hair and flying skirt, Kunikida forcibly restrains the urge to hug her, as long as Sasaki Nobuko has no problems, this will be a very perfect love.

"Let's go to the detective agency," Sasaki Nobuko pressed Kunikida's arm with her slender and soft curves, "I haven't met everyone yet."

【ten】

When Kunikida came to the detective agency with Sasaki Nobuko, he found that everyone was at work and seemed to have nothing to do, but they just didn't want to leave.

"Senior is here with his girlfriend," Dazai greeted while huddled on the innermost sofa, "I bought pizza...too bad it was cold."

Nobuko Sasaki quickly explained that she was just a senior, and the girls in the administrative department still rushed forward to ask their relatives and gossip for a while, while the core members of the detective agency just said hello and were still busy with their own business.

Dazai's agent quality is extremely high. After hearing the horn of Kunikida's car downstairs, he quickly got up, pulled out the needle, adjusted his clothes, and found a comfortable sofa to nest in.

This is a tacit understanding that he and Kunikida have cultivated long ago. Along with the bouquet, there is also a card. They have agreed that when passing secret codes between life and death partners, no matter what the content is written, just look at the font. to see the content.If the secret code is written in calligraphy with a soft pen, the matter will be handed over to Kunikida for resolution; if the secret code is written in print, Dazai will be fully responsible for bringing the matter back, and Kunikida will not act rashly.

This is the most concealed and most effective method of signal transmission. Kunikida rubbed his eyes when he saw the printed handwriting. It is the first time that Dazai is fully responsible, which means that the incident has reached the first level of alert.

Secretary Haruno Haruko was still helping to find a hair dryer to dry Sasaki Nobuko's hair, and Dazai had already begun to scrutinize her every move.

"Women know women best," Jinghua glanced at Nobuko Sasaki, "She is not a cheap lamp."

"Children are talking nonsense," Dunchong Kunikida smiled bluntly, "Dazai is also tired from running for a day, and it's like this when you are a newcomer."

The more he explained, the more Kunikida was puzzled by Dazai's behavior of sitting on the sofa honestly. He was instinctively very worried about his life and death partner.When he walked over to try the temperature of Dazai's palm, he felt warm blood in his hand.

The injection needle was too thick, and there was no time to bandage it when the indwelling needle was pulled out from Dazai's arm. Just as Kunikida wanted to help with the inspection, a writing board was handed to him.

"Keep an eye on Nobuko Sasaki tonight"

Kunikida nodded slightly, but Nobuko Sasaki had already walked over. Dazai quickly pretended to bow his head and wait for the guidance of his senior. The handwriting on the report was neat and powerful, and it was the investigation report of the five places where the explosion occurred.

"Mr. Dazai's handwriting is really beautiful," Nobuko Sasaki said with a smile, "As expected of a member of the detective agency, can you write a greeting card for me, I want to give it to a friend."

This is a clear temptation. Naomi Tanizaki broke into a cold sweat. She wrote the report and Osamu Dazai's signature. Dazai just fell into a coma. If the handwriting is different, it proves that they had other exchanges just now...

Nobuko Sasaki will never show mercy to Fyodor's personal staff officer. Gogol and Fyodor, the leader of the dead souls, are not as harmonious as they seem on the surface. Dead Fyodor's personal staff officer, this woman has a lot of ambitions.

"Happy to help." Dazai sighed, motioning Senior Kyoka to hand him the pen.

Kunikida's heart was about to rise to his throat, and Dazai's right arm was full of blood, even if he explained that he was injured, it would easily arouse suspicion.

Dazai hooked the corner of his mouth. As an excellent mafia agent, he can restore 100% of the fonts he has seen at a glance, regardless of his left hand or right hand.

"Amazing!" Sasaki Nobuko held the card written by Dazai with his left hand, and smiled harmlessly, but made everyone wipe off the cold sweat secretly.

Kirako Haruno and several secretaries took Sasaki to choose a change of clothes, Kunikida hurriedly followed, Dazai also heaved a sigh of relief, and handed over the bleeding arm to Dr. Yosano. He had more important things to do Do.

In the report just now, Dazai deliberately made Tanizaki Naomi write a wrong place. The original warehouse site of the Yokohama Municipal Hospital was blown up, but what was written in the report was the abandoned surgery building.

If Nobuko Sasaki is confirmed to be a member of the dead souls who came to carry out the task of destroying Yokohama, they will definitely be able to find the abnormality reported, and will have reliable people to confirm it as soon as possible. The detective agency only needs to wait for the abnormality to be discovered.

It was about time to get rid of the bug that Fedya had planted.

Dazaiqiang cheered up and walked to the bathroom step by step. This step is very necessary. Frunze Military Academy has a principle on intelligence wiretapping, that is, the audio before it is removed will be checked repeatedly.

"It's a good thing I'm in the bathroom," Dazai muttered, "It's because you love me so much that you put so many bugs on it, so goodbye when you've heard enough."

At this moment, the Russian boy with headphones stuck in his ears stuck out his tongue. There was nothing abnormal on Dazai's side, including finding all the bugs as he expected.A good mafia staff officer must be able to do this. He was about to unplug his headphones when he heard a woman's voice.

It was Dazai who removed one of the bugs and put it on Nobuko Sasaki.

As for how it was put there, Fyodor thought that Dazai helped Kunikida buy a pearl necklace for Nobuko Sasaki, out of politeness and some purpose, Nobuko Sasaki would definitely wear it.

"It's really a little guy who suits my taste..." Fyodor showed a tender smile that he couldn't think of.

After Dazai disposed of the bug, he was already in a semi-conscious state when he came out of the bathroom. The president grabbed his own member who was still trying to be brave, and said, "Lie down quickly, stop messing around."

"Every step I make, the five evil spirits absolutely know what I'm doing, so no matter what tonight, I must catch the liaison of Nobuko Sasaki." Dazai shrank into a ball in pain, "Atsushi and Kyoka, Tanizaki brothers and sisters, please go to that hospital to ambush, she is full of tricks, she may go to more than a group of people, all of them will be captured secretly, and carried up to the fourth floor in Kenji's vegetable basket, and no one will be left behind..."

Luanbu sighed, and said: "I'll take command, Dazai, don't get excited."

"The pulse speeds up, the heartbeat speeds up, the pupils shrink..." Dr. Yosano frowned and said, "Dazai, your mood is not right recently, have you thought of those bad memories?"

Dazai huddled on the ground and hugged himself, he didn't want to recall the Venetian cell, where he had terrible and desperate memories.These memories came alive again because of Fyodor's presence, and the instinct of his body told him that he wanted to see Fedya, missed him so much.

"Please give me a painkiller injection..." Dazai closed his eyes in pain, thinking about Fei Jia's delicate face.

Torture is mental. The agents who came out of the mafia are the best at overcoming pain. Dazai's every move and every decision will never be affected by emotions.

Amidst the worried calls of the partners in the detective agency, Dazai fell asleep with his head tilted, and he would wake up again when he heard the voices of his partners returning with the prisoner.

The medicine liquid and the sound of the clock are ticking in the silent night.