God of nature draws his sword

100 to buy a pair of cufflinks is not cost-effective.

And, Chirp is also a kitten!How can a kitten wear cuff buttons without a shirt or a suit?

"Why don't you ask a cat how to ride a motorcycle?" World Consciousness asked tentatively.

The virtual goods in the game are not for use. Didn’t you design this mall because someone needs to give you cash through reasonable channels?

"...Then according to your logic, virtual cufflinks are not for wearing?"

Lin Xuanyi: Makes sense, he actually refuted himself, damn it!

But no matter what he thinks, World Consciousness should at least be careful when designing games. This list of preferences is like catching someone on the side of the road, and then forcibly attaching other people's list of preferences to the kitten.

He fiddled with his mobile phone over and over again, like an office worker caught in some telecom scam, which caused the taxi driver to look at him through the rearview mirror several times.

In the end, Lin Xuanyi chose the chocker, at least cats can carry it. His fingertips rested on the shabby black ribbon for a long time, and finally chose the more expensive variety.

Although there were pink bows, he always felt that leopard cats would not like them, so he finally bought a collar with dark patterns.

The little matchman crawled out from the edge of the screen, took out a courier carton and started delivering the goods.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Lin Xuanyi always feels that this stickman is much thinner than the last time he saw it.

The taxi parked smoothly outside Polo's gate. Lin Xuanyi paid the fare and got out of the car. He saw that Polo's, which was supposed to be closed at this time, was crowded with people. Lo's hallway.

Lin Xuanyi struggled to squeeze into the crowd, and looked at Xia Benzi, who was looking panic-stricken, "What happened?"

"Electrical...TV..." Xia Benzi tremblingly pointed at the TV screen installed in the store, she couldn't even utter a sentence, then rushed into the kitchen, and began to retch at the sink.

Lin Xuan looked at the TV, and it showed a horrifying scene. The lower body of a half-length man was tied to a chair, and the waist above seemed to be sawn off by something. The blood had already drained, but the perpetrator seemed to want to create a contrast. Yes, the room is decorated like a mourning hall, only white everywhere.

Under these white backgrounds, the blood was scattered on the walls and the ground, and the edges had begun to oxidize rapidly and turn black.

And beside those corpses, stood a few people who took off their hoods.

"We have to catch them!" The manager of the convenience store panicked: "They are criminals!"

"Yes! It's them!"

The crowd in the store was excited, and no one questioned the scene on the screen.

This is wrong. Ordinary criminals can never expose their identities in full view. In order to avoid crimes, they often leave first and hide their tracks, instead of just appearing in the camera openly.

Another person accused incoherently: "What kind of detective agency has made great achievements? This kind of murderer is not worthy of the highest merit!"

Lin Xuanyi: "The highest achievement?"

"There is nothing to explain. We have never heard of the events at that time. Maybe they are all fake."

Lin Xuanyi responded with dispensation, and the people around him seemed to be brainwashed dolls, without any thoughts of their own.

But since the news was blocked, even if he went to investigate, he might not be able to get the truth about the so-called last incident.

And more importantly, is the truth of the incident.

There was a slight vibration in the pocket.

Telephone?

No, how could it be a phone if the phone is still in my hand.

Lin Xuanyi reached into his pocket and found the device that could transmit Morse code that Osamu Dazai stuffed into his palm.

"Look for Ango at the BAN"

What is ban mouth!

"Ah, forget that you don't know him, go find Odasaku."

I don't know the circumstances under which Osamu Dazai typed the Morse code. In short, he typed word by word, very slowly, enough for Lin Xuanyi, who had just learned Morse code not long ago, to react.

But the problem is, he doesn't even know Odasaku!

"Help me, or we're going to die wuwuwu"

Except for the English letters that imitate crying, this call for help looks quite similar.

Lin Xuanyi embarked on a journey to find Odasaku based on the principle that the signal for help should be regarded as true whether it is true or false.

He probably knows what the other person looks like, after all, he met on the island.

So he took out the paintbrush given by the merchant from the sack where he bought language books, and drew Oda Sakunosuke on the drawing paper.

A square face, a head of flowing red hair, an off-white shabby windbreaker, and...

He changed to a black pen and dotted some stubble on the portrait's jaw.

Completed!

Lin Xuanyi took Dasaku to the stage. Considering that Osamu Dazai was from Yokohama, he felt that Oda Sakunosuke was probably from Yokohama as well.

So I decided to ask someone on the way to Yokohama if I knew anyone.

But everyone treated him like a snake and a scorpion. There was even a mother who covered her child's eyes and told him not to talk to his mentally ill uncle.

Does no one know Oda Sakunosuke?With such a good-natured face, there should be many people who have been helped by him.

"Could it be... are you looking for Mr. Oda?"

An old voice came from behind. Lin Xuan turned around and saw an old man with a cane. She glanced at the painting uncertainly and asked again: "Is it Mr. Oda?"

"The full name is Oda Sakunosuke?" Lin Xuanyi didn't expect to meet someone who asked actively. To be honest, he was already a little desperate 5 minutes ago.

"Yes, that's the boy." The old woman laughed. "Is this drawn by your child? It's really a lovely painting."

...No, I drew this myself.

Lin Xuanyi decided to swallow the truth and pass the responsibility on to his unborn child who will most likely never be born.

"Yes, it was drawn by the child. He said that he was helped by this person and told me to find him to thank him. But now it is late and it is not safe for the child to come out, so he came out to look for it by himself."

"You are really a good father, but this gentleman lives in Yokohama, which is some distance away from here, so I can't take you there, but he lives upstairs from a curry shop, which usually opens at twelve o'clock. It will be closed, and I can give you the address of the shop."

"That's really helpful." As soon as Lin Xuan wrote down the address, for him, as long as he knew the exact location, it was only a matter of a moment to meet anyone he wanted.

Sure enough, the curry shop was not closed, and the decoration of the shop was already a bit shabby. He opened the curtain blocking the shop door and walked in. After stepping into the house, he could smell a strong enough fragrance.

"Welcome, huh? Aren't you that...Mr. Lin?" The fat boss was extremely surprised, and asked in shock, "Have you finished your military service?"

Lin Xuanyi: Good guy, so this time he went to serve?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-0323:25:14~2021-06-0423:58:12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 threw mines: 521263401;

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