The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

"...they invited you to join them?"

"Ah."

"Then did you say how much bonus will be given for job hopping?"

"...ah, I don't know, I didn't think to ask that."

"Oh, if you give a lot, you can't think about it, Odasaku, maybe you won't have to worry about raising children all of a sudden."

"Although this situation is indeed very good, how should I tell the people at the detective agency? Kunikida should be the first to get angry... If you think about it this way, it's better to refuse."

"That's such a pity, Odasaku... I want to see how Kunikida-kun will be angry."

When the crew woke up again, what they heard was such an upright discussion about whether to quit or not and how to anger their colleagues.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he found himself tied to a chair. The room was somewhat familiar, and it seemed to be an abandoned storage room on the eighth floor.

The conversation behind him disappeared when he woke up. Then, the crew saw the young man with a bandage around his neck approaching him, looking at him with bent eyes and smiling.

"Are you awake?" He leaned down slightly, with a malicious light in his eyes.

"You..." The crew member moved his body, but his whole body was tightly bound by the rope, not to mention pulling out his hand, he felt a little short of breath even when he spoke.

"Don't struggle, this is the rope I'm going to use to hang myself. It's of good quality. I bought it after I was sure it could withstand the strength of a person~" Osamu Dazai's tone was affirmative, even a little smug, "You've been there for a while There is definitely no way to leave here for a while, so why not answer my question well."

crew:"……"

[Why did you bring the hanging rope onto the boat... No, why on earth are you thinking about hanging yourself while participating in the banquet! ]

When Osamu Dazai said this, another person in the room also walked up to the crew.

Seeing the indifferent eyes of the other party, the crew member felt his head hurt again.

At this time, Osamu Dazai asked suddenly: "Is the room of 'Doctor' arranged below?"

The crew member was shocked for a short while, but it was obvious that he still didn't want to give up struggling, and quickly replied after regaining consciousness: "How do I know where he lives!"

"So he is really on this cruise ship? That's easy." Osamu Dazai smiled.

The crew member was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized that he was being entangled in. He was a little flustered, and his struggling movements became more violent.

Osamu Dazai ignored him, and asked again: "What did the 'doctor' bring this time?"

The crew not only panicked this time, but also had a shocked expression on their faces, and even forgot the movement of breaking free from the rope: "Why did you know this!"

"Not only do I know about this, I also know..." Osamu Dazai said leisurely, "What you put in the ceiling."

"You—" The crew member was completely speechless this time. He stared at Osamu Dazai in silence for a long time, and his tense shoulders finally relaxed as if frustrated, but he just shook his head: "You know there is such a thing, why don't you hurry up?" Find a way to get out of here, what the captain said is right, you supernatural beings... are indeed not normal people."

[… what kind of thing? ]

Oda Sakunosuke was a little confused, he glanced at Osamu Dazai at this moment, but found that the other party also looked thoughtful.

"If you're not a normal person...you deserve to die?"

After a while, Osamu Dazai suddenly asked.

"..." The crew looked up at him, "But it is your abnormality that has forced the lives of ordinary people to become abnormal. A casual fight by you supernatural beings may make many people present Innocent people have lost their lives, should those incompetent people deserve to die?"

"You and I are from the same country," Osamu Dazai observed this when he first saw him. "What about the captain? Have you ever considered that if this cruise ship docks in Japan? What happened, how many ordinary people would you expect alive to be injured or even killed?"

Hearing this, the crew twitched their mouths and sneered: "Then you are really worrying too much. The captain's nationality is the same as mine, and this ship has already left Japan, and the final destination will not be Asia."

[Oh, I see. ]

Osamu Dazai went through the less than 15-minute conversation again in his mind, and asked the other party again: "What exactly did the 'doctor' bring?"

Crew: "I won't tell, I'll just tell you, you're all going to die, on this cruise ship."

Osamu Dazai was not frightened at all, and even bent his eyes and smiled in a good-tempered manner: "That's really a good word from you."

As soon as the words fell, he glanced at Oda Sakunosuke, and the other party understood. The next moment, he put the cloth bag in his hand on the crewman's head, and then knocked on the other side's ear, making this unlucky man who hadn't been awake for a long time The crew passed out again.

After finishing all this, Oda Sakunosuke turned to look at Dazai Osamu: "What is the thing in the ceiling, Dazai, do you already know?"

"I have some guesses," Osamu Dazai said, "maybe it's something like dynamite."

[However, under normal circumstances, if it is not ignited, the gunpowder should be tasteless. How did Shibusawa Tatsuhiko feel something strange? ]

"Explosives?" Oda Sakunosuke frowned, "They want to blow up the whole ship?"

"After all, it seems that they want to catch us all... Judging from the dialogue and their hatred for the supernatural beings, these people are undoubtedly 'V'." Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the crew, "But it's strange, Since you want to kill all the supernatural beings on this ship, why did you give up the host position to Gogol?"

Gogol...how did he convince the captain?

Could it be—【Book】?

Thinking of this, Dazai Osamu turned to look at Oda Sakunosuke, and asked: "Oda Saku, have you ever heard of a [book] that can achieve anything?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Oda Sakunosuke was obviously puzzled, "Is it the kind of book that can make a wish come true?"

"I guess I need to start writing..." Osamu Dazai squeezed his jaw and thought.

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it, but shook his head.

After thinking about it for a while to no avail, Osamu Dazai finally put this matter aside, and now he has to do another thing.

He pointed to the top of his head, "Odasaku, I think we're going to collect the loot."

-

"Crench."

The sound of biting off a piece of an apple with sufficient moisture was slightly crisp. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko raised his eyebrows, looked down at the apple that he had bitten off, and asked softly: "Is it him? The most beautiful thing I have ever seen Dazzling abilities."

Dostoevsky smiled, and the tip of the crutch was easily held between his two fingers, dangling leisurely.

"All people with supernatural powers in this world are sinful, but not everyone can be punished." He put the crutch back on the ground, and tapped the edge with his fingertips. is the best way."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko turned his eyes to look at him, not understanding what his words had to do with his own question, but he still asked, "Does 'source' mean death or the disappearance of supernatural powers?"

"Does it make any difference to you?" asked Dostoevsky.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko smiled slightly.

"[Disqualification in the World] is the most unique ability I have ever seen, unfortunately..." Dostoevsky said, shaking his head, turned around and walked out of the room.

[Unfortunately, Osamu Dazai is not as interesting as I thought. ]

After leaving this room, he allowed himself to walk into the stairs with his eyes open. The next moment, in the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the floor of his own room - the 10th floor.

"Di-"

The door of the room opened, as if waiting for a long time inside, a voice sounded:

"You saw him again."

Dostoevsky stopped and turned his gaze to the door of the house.

There stood a man dressed as a waiter—or rather, a man who was dead, with the blood on his neck dry, but somehow still standing and even talking.

Dostoevsky looked at him leisurely: "The puppet you manipulated this time seems to be more fluent in speaking."

After a pause, he continued to address that person: "——'Doctor'."

"Yes." Although the man's body was still stiff, it did not hinder the movement of his mouth, "Thank you for the doll you provided."

"The man was killed by Gogol. You may have mistaken the person to thank." Dostoevsky threw the crutch by the door and walked to the kitchen, returning to the original topic at the same time.

"Osamu Dazai...isn't as interesting as you said. To be honest, if you didn't tell me that he was the last person to touch [Book], I wouldn't have noticed him."

He poured a cup of black tea, looked down at the red liquid in the cup, and said in a cold tone, "Maybe he is really smart, but if he doesn't have any information, this kind of smartness is meaningless."

"Really? You conspirators really have a lot of demands. No matter what, I will always love Dazai-kun. His abilities, in my opinion, are the most precious gift to this boring world. "

"Then, I hope you can get this gift as soon as possible." Dostoevsky raised his teacup and saluted him from the air.

"I will." The man's face was stiff, but his tone was excited, which made him look extraordinarily weird.

"I can't wait to meet him, he will be amazed to see the results of my research - I look forward to seeing his face."

Dostoevsky recalled Dazai Osamu's calm appearance when he was in front of him, and had to admit that he was also looking forward to what the doctor said.

It must be a wonderful situation for a person with a calm expression to suddenly lose control of his expression.

The author has something to say: Tuo Si: Osamu Dazai, boring.

Dazai: You fought with a person whose mental age may only be [-], you have the nerve to say so?

When I get my memory back, I will kill you within three days.

感谢在2021-04-1017:16:22~2021-04-1114:38:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of warm wine to talk about the old friend;

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