Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

No matter what time period, Osamu Dazai will be the most playful of the two.

The weakly breathing young man closed his eyes tightly, and his brown hair was slightly messy, blooming above the pillow that exuded an uncomfortable smell of disinfectant.The bright red blood flowed down his neck and gathered into a pool on the pure white sheet, and the bandages torn and broken by brute force spilled all over the floor, exposing his fragile white throat to the cold air.

【Фёдор】

This string of shocking Russian characters was engraved on Osamu Dazai's throat. The flesh on the edge of the wound was turned outward, and the handwriting was blurred by the gurgling blood.

His face was too pale, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the crystals covered by a thin layer of eyelids swirled around.Like a person trapped in the depths of a nightmare, unable to find a way to wake up.

Even after waking up in time after the operation, Osamu Dazai's condition took a turn for the worse due to another injury to his body.

Of course, the main reason was because of the man he saw before he was shot.

Fyodor, his newlywed.

The mobile phone placed on the bedside table began to vibrate, accompanied by bursts of ringtones with the volume turned up to the maximum, continuously ringing in the room filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The young man's fingertips twitched slightly, and the noise that was close at hand made him desperately want to wake up from the nightmare, but he was still unable to break through the shackles.

A three-coloured cat with a small dried fish in its mouth jumped onto the window sill and walked slowly along the narrow platform outside the window.It seems that he did not expect that the young man in the ward was not awake. The three-flowered cat paused slightly when he saw the scene in the ward, and his furry face revealed an extremely humane dignified expression.

It jumped into the house along the half-closed window, and jumped onto the hospital bed nimbly, staring at the wound on Dazai's throat with round pupils in the setting sun.

That's the word "Fyodor" in Russian.

The incoming call still rang tirelessly, failing to wake up the comatose young man, but first attracted the passing nurses from the corridor.

Given that Osamu Dazai woke up not long after the operation, he didn't listen to the doctor's dissuasion at all, and insisted on staying on the bed without knowing who to call, the nurse who couldn't bear to watch this scene had already given him a serious lesson before.It's just that now it seems that this patient who makes the doctor's headache is a thorn in the head, even if he is seriously injured, he has no intention of obeying the doctor's order.

The door of the ward was violently pushed open, and the conscientious nurse, full of anger, yelled at the only patient in the room at the door: "Mr. Dazai! Didn't you say that the hospital is not allowed to use the phone?!"

No one answered her, only a gentlemanly dressed man stood by the bed with a dignified expression, holding a phone that belonged to Osamu Dazai in his hand, thinking about something.

On the hospital bed, Osamu Dazai, who had already been awake, fell into a coma again, blood soaked the white bed, and his face was pale and bloodless.

The nurse took two steps back subconsciously. She didn't quite understand the current situation. She only knew that Osamu Dazai might have been attacked in the ward after being rescued, otherwise he couldn't explain so much blood.And this strange man who suddenly appeared in the room is very likely to be the murderer.

How can a normal person have three hair colors?

"Who are you?" The nurse's words were trembling, and she clutched the door frame tightly, her thin nurse's uniform was soaked in cold sweat, and she was going to run away as soon as she found out that something was wrong.

The man with the mustache didn't answer immediately, he just stretched out a hand to signal the other party to be quiet, and bent down with a serious expression, carefully observing the young man's new throat injury on the hospital bed.

The wound was not particularly deep, and the tracheal artery was not injured. The amount of bleeding should not be so large, so what is the blood...

It seemed that he noticed that the atmosphere lingering around him was becoming more and more dignified, and the frozen air made his breathing difficult. Osamu Dazai finally woke up slowly, his kite-colored eyes shrouded in mist showed confusion.

"What's going on here……"

The young man muttered to himself, his vision was blurred, so he couldn't see who was standing in front of his hospital bed.He stood up with difficulty, his mind was in chaos, and because of the unexpected pain, he couldn't help but flinch.

"Uh-"

"Dazai boy, do you still remember what happened?" Natsume Soseki, who had roughly observed Dazai Osamu's current state and was going to hand over the base information that Tayama Hanabou investigated to the other party, asked in a low voice.

The situation on Dazai Osamu's side was obviously beyond his expectations. He also knew this young man who had served under the two disciples, and understood his ability.In this incident, he is the only one who can play games with the mouse. If there is a problem here, the follow-up arrangement may cause a big mess.

It seems that the devil has already calculated this link when he was laying out the layout.

The only thing I can't figure out is why the mouse was exposed at this time.

If he keeps hiding, there is no doubt that Osamu Dazai will become a time bomb buried in the Armed Detective Agency.If it is ignited at the right time, it can even easily destroy the detective agency. Premature exposure will not do him any good.

"I..." Osamu Dazai's expression was still a little confused, and there was confusion in the depths of his kite-colored eyes.He wiped his neck, stared at the deep red in his palm, opened his mouth in vain, his expression was very painful, "I seem to have seen someone familiar, but I can't remember..."

The young man gasped for breath, obviously it happened not long ago, but recalling it now makes him feel extremely painful.

"By the way, in order to get information from the murderer behind the attack on the president, I went to ambush in a nearby alley, and saw someone there..." He clenched his lower lip, his eyes trembling, and The calm and self-sufficiency under normal circumstances on weekdays is completely different.

"Who... I was shot after that, but it was all for intelligence, as I expected, but who was the person I saw there?"

Someone seemed to be mocking and chuckling deep in his memory.

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"No, Mr. Dazai still doesn't answer the phone. He must have woken up from the previous operation." Junichiro Tanizaki hung up the phone with a nervous expression, shaking his head to his colleagues after the meeting.

The leaders of both the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia are missing, and the feud is forced to end. The members of the Detective Agency, who don't have to continue fighting each other, finally get together again.

However, a new problem arose at this moment.

Osamu Dazai, who was actively exposed to the eyes of the enemy, got important information, but was also ambushed by the enemy.After informing the members of the supernatural power known as the common scorpion, he underwent surgery at another hospital.

Having woken up not long ago, he had called other colleagues who were running around in Yokohama.However, it didn't take long for the young man who was supposed to be commanding remotely in the ward lost his message and could no longer be contacted.

The young man put down his phone, his eyes fell on the seniors asking for help, and he finally gave up on continuing to make calls, "Now the whereabouts of the president is unknown, and Mr. Ranpo is not here, what should we do next?"

The president expressly prohibits war, and Mr. Dazai, who was supposed to be the commander at the critical moment, can't be contacted. They can't find the trace of the president, and their actions have already reached a deadlock.

On the other side, Kunikida Doppo also hung up the phone. He didn't know who he was contacting, and his expression became more serious.

Seeing that his colleagues were all looking at him, the man who put the phone back into his pocket pushed his glasses, and said in an obscure tone, "It's a contact from the Supernatural Secret Service, and there is information about the theft of a secretly developed chip."

Under normal circumstances, detective agencies will indeed help the government deal with some gray incidents that cannot be revealed.However, the specific content is usually found in an interview with the president, and there has never been a phone call.

Coupled with the fact that the situation is urgent now, the detective agency has no time to accept the commission, but the Supernatural Secret Service Division calls Kunikida, one can imagine how urgent it is.

It's just that the current occasion is simply not suitable for talking about this kind of thing, and no one present has the time to pay attention to these issues.Kunikida Doppo will deliberately say the content, which already implies something.

Atsushi Nakajima reacted anxiously, "Chip? Why contact me at this time? Could it be related to the attack on the president?!"

This is the only possibility that Mr. Kunikida will emphasize in front of them.

"To be precise, it has something to do with Dazai."

The man's expression could not hide his exhaustion. He adjusted the phone page to the latest received information and motioned everyone present to read it. His expression was indescribably complicated.

"The chip in the data is implanted into the brain to directly interfere with the brain. The principle is similar to the taboo frontal lobotomy. It can completely change a person's thinking. It is usually used in those who even the government Felons with different abilities who find it difficult have never made it public because of the ethical and moral issues involved.”

Kunikida Doppo's words paused for a while, let out a breath slowly, and said through gritted teeth: "I didn't expect it to appear on Dazai."

He had indeed doubted Osamu Dazai's recent transformation. He had been his partner for more than two years, and that incombustible garbage had caused him more than two years of disaster.It is an extremely abnormal thing to be a good man without warning now.It's just that the reasons given by Osamu Dazai were so sufficient that everyone easily let go of their doubts and believed what the other party said.

I found someone I really love and decided to stay with him for the rest of my life, so I had to completely change myself.

His marriage partner is a Russian man, and so is the devil.Coupled with the fact that the facial features of the children who stayed by his side on the standard island were the same as those of the devil, the answer was already clear.

The demon Fyodor has long controlled Osamu Dazai's thoughts.

"What the hell is going on...?" Atsushi Nakajima, whose brain was completely shut down and unable to think about the news like a bolt from the blue, murmured, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The reason why Mr. Dazai is so abnormal during this period is because he was manipulated by others?

"It's not the result of supernatural manipulation, so it will have an effect on Dazai, right?" Yosano Akiko frowned in deep thought, "If it is implanted in the brain, it should require a lot of surgery, what exactly is it?" when……"

"The island..." Atsushi Nakajima replied with a trembling voice, recalling certain details firmly engraved deep in his memory.

"At that time, Mr. Dazai was stabbed in the heart by Gabe, but when Mr. Dazai was brought to the stronghold by Miss Wells, there seemed to be blood oozing from his head."

I once saw a demon on the island, Mr. Dazai began to appear abnormal since then, the most reasonable time is only then.

"When Dazai died, I forcibly broke open the skull and implanted it. When I am resurrected, it will stay in the body smoothly, and even cut off the possibility of taking it out in the future." The expression of the female doctor wearing a metal butterfly hair ornament gradually became gloomy, exuding Chilling low air pressure.

As a doctor, how could she not understand what a delicate organ the brain is.

My supernatural ability, please don't die, can only cure all traumatic injuries. According to the information, it can be determined that the chip is extremely small, and it is impossible to break the skull to find it.In addition, Dazai Osamu's supernatural ability will not be activated until he is dead, and the time to really use Please Don't Die on him is only 0.4 seconds.

But this does not include cases of brain death.

"Damn! I didn't expect this to be part of the Demon's plan!" Kunikida Doppo thumped the wall angrily, recalling the memories of being on the island made him fall into an ice cave, and he understood the horror of the Demon more and more.

His layout may have blocked all the escape routes of the prey from the very beginning.

"How could this be... has it been calculated to such a degree since then?" Atsushi Nakajima muttered to himself, unwilling to accept such a fact.

It shouldn't be like this, Mr. Dazai must have a countermeasure, otherwise why did he stay with the child-like Majin when he was on Standard Island?

"Well, Mr. Ranpo left a word before he went to find the little black gentleman who was sticking to the ceiling." Seeing that the atmosphere in the air became more and more dignified, the blond boy who always had a fearless expression raised his hand. He raised his hand and broke the silence in the room, "It's good to say that I leave it to Mr. Dazai."

Kunikida Doppo suddenly raised his head, and quickly confirmed: "Really, Kenji?!"

If the current situation was predicted by the bandage wasting device, there might be a turning point for things.

Miyazawa Kenji nodded, and added: "Yes, Mr. Ranpo also said that he will tell everyone after mentioning Mr. Dazai."

The tense atmosphere finally disappeared. Junichiro Tanizaki breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat down with his back against the wall, "Is there any arrangement in advance? If it's Mr. Dazai, then it should be fine."

No matter how messed up this seemingly unreliable senior was, Osamu Dazai never lost the chain at those crucial moments.

"If the mind is manipulated, the demon will definitely make some moves. To be honest, I can't let go of my heart at all." Kunikida pushed his glasses, his expression was still solemn, but his tone was not as embarrassing as before.

"At this time, I can only believe that he can handle it well."

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The bloodless curly-haired young man sat crookedly on the hospital bed, his pupils reflected the beauty of the setting sun, and his expression was neither sad nor happy.

He casually picked up a pre-washed strawberry from the fruit basket left by the devil, threw it into his mouth without any hesitation, and then picked up another strawberry, repeating the previous action.

"Yeah, Ango." Osamu Dazai, who was busy eating strawberries when he heard the door of the ward opened, greeted him inarticulately, "This is the first time we've met since the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident. How are you doing?"

It was Ango Sakaguchi who came.

An hour had passed since Natsume Soseki discovered that he had been implanted with a mind-controlling chip.The old man who was busy preventing the two disciples from killing each other had already left, and at the same time he did not forget to help Osamu Dazai get rid of the situation where he was being manipulated.

This chip is not without solutions, which is why Ango Sakaguchi is here.

"Dazai-kun... what are you thinking?" Ango Sakaguchi, who had learned about Dazai's current situation before coming here, and finally found time from his heavy work, couldn't help expressing his doubts.

Based on what he knew about Osamu Dazai, this risky way was completely unlike his style of acting.

"Hum~"

The curly-haired young man who was asked just smiled lightly, obviously trying to show off.

He took the complex-shaped syringe handed over by the other party, carefully observed the complex chip at the top, and confirmed, "This is the signal isolation device?"

"That's right, even the Supernatural Secret Service Division got it through a lot of connections, including the help of Mr. Natsume Soseki, otherwise it wouldn't have been sent to you so quickly." The young man wearing round glasses explained, "As long as this is implanted under the skin, that chip won't work."

"Thank you." Dazai Osamu was just playing with the strangely shaped syringe, and had no intention of injecting it immediately.

It's like he doesn't care about it at all.

"..." Ango Sakaguchi, who watched this scene, fell silent.

He didn't urge the other party. When Osamu Dazai became serious, every action must have its own intention, so it's better not to interfere.

Sure enough, the young man lost interest after carefully observing the chip, threw it on the bed, and turned to look at Ango Sakaguchi with a half-smile expression on his face.

"See?" Osamu Dazai said softly, obviously it was a question sentence, but his tone was very firm.

He didn't clearly point out what he was talking about, and I believe that based on how well Sakaguchi Ango knew him, he would be able to understand what was implied.

"That's right, the marriage registration form between you and the devil." The young man with a mole on the side of his mouth closed his eyes tightly, and his glasses reflected white light due to the special angle, covering most of his expression, "Deliberately hacking into the government intranet, he The purpose should be more than that simple."

"No, I just want to register." Osamu Dazai shrugged and continued his act of eating strawberries, denying the other party's guess.

Bankou Anwu's breath was stagnant, but he felt absurd because of what the young man revealed, "You really know."

After eating the strawberries at the top of the fruit basket, as expected by Osamu Dazai, he found several canned crab meat on the bottom bottom.

The young man was in an unusually good mood. He put the can on his knee contentedly, found out a pair of disposable chopsticks, and casually revealed some unbelievable inside information.

"This plan also has my handwriting. To put it simply, we have joined forces."

Ango Sakaguchi: "!!!"

The young man from the Supernatural Secret Service Division was stiff for a long time, constantly questioning whether he had heard something wrong, and after repeated confirmation, he couldn't hide his pale face, "Do you want to destroy Yokohama, Dazai-kun!"

No, this is completely different from the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident.

At least last time, Osamu Dazai's behavior seemed to be betrayal, but he actually stood on Yokohama's position from beginning to end.But this time he was serious, and took the initiative to work together with the devil and stand with him.

The young man who was chewing canned crab meat with relish raised his head, his eyes fell on his hairline, and asked an irrelevant question, "...Ango, the social animal is really hard, how is your hair recently?"

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

Calm down, Dazai-kun's thinking should still be under the control of the devil at this time, as long as the blocking chip is implanted, it will definitely return to normal──

"I haven't been implanted with a chip, and the devil knows that. Including the shot in my abdomen, everything is just acting." Osamu Dazai, who had fully guessed what the other party was thinking, tilted his head and vacated a Gently tap your belly.

Ango Sakaguchi, who didn't fully believe what the young man said, looked solemn, and asked following his words: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Even if Osamu Dazai was not manipulated by the Majin, it would not be able to explain his series of behaviors.It's impossible for these two people to see each other without warning, abandon their respective positions and prejudices, and decide to live a good life in the future, right?

This is ridiculous too.

The curly-haired young man was silent for a while, the last ray of sunlight that was about to be swallowed by the horizon fell on his cheeks, casting a layer of illusory halo.

"In order to get a better new world, a world where everyone can get happiness, including Oda Saku." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "So I have something to do."