The white moonlight is my vest

Chanyuan Shang is also the young master of the Chanyuan family, and the Chanyuan family is a family that respects spells.In addition, Zenyuan Shangya's father is the head of the Zenyuan family, so his status in the family should not be low.

But this is not the case, Osamu Dazai discovered that the courtyard of the Chanyuan Shangya is roughly located on the edge of the Zenyuan home.

The yard looked old and the heavy wooden gates were locked.The wind seemed to be getting stronger, and the wooden door began to shake, making a harsh creaking sound.

Facing the maid's puzzled gaze, Osamu Dazai stretched out his fingers and touched the dead corner of the door seemingly casually.

No dust at all, surprisingly clean.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, thinking casually.It seems that Zen Yuanshang may not have a very high status among those who hold the family power, but his popularity is not that bad either——

Not all the yards are cleaned so meticulously by the servants, even the blind corners that are not visible at ordinary times are spared.

The maid left quickly, she still had her own work to do and couldn't stay away for too long.

When only Dazai Osamu and Tsushima Fusuki were left around, Dazai Osamu put away the smile on his face and asked thoughtfully, "What did you see?"

Anyway, he's not alone now, so he doesn't have to think so hard about everything - it's not cheating to be lazy with his brother, right?

Unlike Dazai Osamu, Tsushima Fuki did not stare at the yard all the time.

His sight was taken away by the sycamore tree outside the courtyard, and he slowly moved down.

Osamu Dazai followed his gaze: "Wow."

...As long as Fusuki Tsushima is willing to work hard, Osamu Dazai can justifiably be lazy.

He is lazy and sneaky with peace of mind.

He's the brother anyway, isn't he?

There is nothing special about the same old sycamore tree, and the leaves are also green.However, there were several deep scratches on the trunk of the sycamore tree.

Deep enough to peek at the flesh beneath the bark.

Such scratches cannot be left by cats and dogs.What's more... Dazai Osamu picked up a small piece of broken nail in the scratch.He sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood.

"About 1.5 meters," Onuki Tsushima approached the sycamore tree, squatted down, and picked up the fallen leaves on the ground. "The weight...about 45kg. If this is the case, it should be a woman."

A pair of footprints appeared on the soil that was originally hidden by fallen leaves.

Like the scratches, the pair of footprints gradually deepen from left to right.

Osamu Dazai looked closely at those scratches and sighed, "She still has quite a lot of strength."

"It's just a survival instinct," Tsushima Fuki said lightly. "People often burst out with power beyond the range of cognition at the critical moment of life and death, so it's not surprising. This is Shangya's courtyard of the Zen Academy, and someone is beside his courtyard Abducted someone?"

Wenshu Tsushima picked up a bit of soil and smelled it, then shook his head: "There is a little blood, not much, but the possibility that she died on the spot cannot be ruled out."

After all, there are many ways to kill people, and it is not impossible to not see blood.The scratches deepened from left to right, and such marks were enough for Osamu Dazai to simulate the scene at that time in his mind.

……

She raised her eyes and saw Shang Ye's courtyard, her eyes lit up suddenly.

She knew who the courtyard belonged to, she was very familiar with this place, and she also knew that the Chanyuan Shangye would not leave her alone—so she wanted to ask the Chanyuan Shangye for help, asking the young master to save herself.

But her mouth was covered and she couldn't make a sound.The gate of the yard was closed tightly, no matter how much commotion there was on their side.

The gate to the courtyard is still closed.

The monastery is still not at home.

After realizing this, her eyes slowly dimmed.But she was not reconciled, she knew that if she fell into the hands of the group of people behind her, she would definitely die - she had to buy time for herself.

Even if you fight for one more second, what if the Zen master will come back in the next second?

...then she will be saved.

But she couldn't wait, even though her nails were already deeply rooted in the bark.

She was taken away anyway.

The simulation is over.

Dazai let out a breath slowly.

He knew that this time, they had found the right lead.

"He probably didn't find out about this right away," Tsushima Onuki shook his head. "It is estimated that someone found an excuse and disposed of it secretly. This tree cannot be repaired at all."

Osamu Dazai: "You know him well?"

Tsushima Fuki sighed: "He...he always speaks unforgivingly, but he is actually a really good person, and there is no room for sand in his eyes. If he really notices, he won't sit idly by."

What Fuki Tsushima said is correct, Osamu Dazai thought expressionlessly.

He probably already guessed how Shang Ye of the Chanyuan died that year.God just let an upright and arrogant person be born in a decadent and feudal family, so the ending of this combination is not difficult to predict at all.

...and this happened again.

Osamu Dazai did not believe that the Chanyuan family would be "innocent".

... But he really didn't expect that Wenshu Tsushima would know Chanyuan Shang in this way.

Even though he was very smart, he hadn't met several times with the monastery master.

"I think that girl should have left some messages for us." Tsushima Wenshu glanced at the cement floor, "With such force, her fingers should be dripping with blood...but this place has already been cleaned in a hurry."

Fortunately, the cleaning was not very fine, and there were still some invisible traces.

These traces are enough for the two brothers.

As for why he didn't deal with the scene properly, and cleaned up the traces before Zenyuan Shangya rushed back... Osamu Dazai didn't need to consume many brain cells at all.Who told someone to make such a big move at the gate of the Chanyuan's house before? Obviously, the main force of the Chanyuan's family was attracted there.Naturally, the aftermath here has been put on hold for the time being.

As for who made the move...it was always one of Zenyuan Shangya and Florian.

But it shouldn’t be Chanyuan Shangya. If Chanyuan Shangya was there, Gojo Satoru would definitely join in with great interest—at that time, it would be as simple as missing a piece of space in the Chanyuan family.

Tsushima Onuki closed his eyes and put his hand on the tree seemingly unintentionally.

"Let's go." He rarely urged.

Osamu Dazai naturally had nothing to do.

The blood stain itself was not much, and it was washed away by the water.Right now they don't have any chemicals that can identify blood stains, so it's unrealistic to do it now... Tsushima Onuki coughed and kept staring at the water stains on the ground. a little.

He actually walked out of a way.

As the road became more and more desolate, Osamu Dazai sharply noticed a little dark red blood stain in the surrounding grass.The blood had been exposed to the air for a long time, and it was night again, so it was reasonable for the person in charge of the aftermath not to notice.

—they are on the right track.

This is the way.

As for how Tsushima Wenshu was able to tell the difference in the Zen monastery house where he was not familiar with?

"I'm very sensitive to the smell."

Tsushima Fuki just explained that.

Dazai blinked.

He spent a long time in the port of Mafia, among the blood.Even after leaving the port of Mafia, he often saw blood—not to mention the cases of the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai himself often committed suicide, and bloodshed was even more common.

...But even he couldn't guarantee it like this, smelling the blood that had been cleaned up.

This is how the same thing?

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, quietly remembering this matter in his heart.Aomori is not a big place, and even if Tsushima Fusuki is a murderous maniac—not to mention he is not at all, he is better at destroying people mentally, it is impossible to touch more blood than Osamu Dazai.

The night is long and the road is long.Fortunately, both of them have good memories, and they have already recorded the direction to go back in their hearts.Although Osamu Dazai thought it might not be useful for them, it was still just in case.

"arrive."

Tsushima Fuki stopped in his tracks, frowning and looking at the house in front of him.

... What language should I use to describe it?

very bad.

The Chanyuan family is one of the "Three Royal Schools" in the magic world. The design of the building is simple and solemn, which is a typical Japanese style.As if to prevent curious people from coming here, this house was built with no obvious difference from other houses, and the vegetation inside also looked like someone had carefully taken care of it.

The whole house tries hard to express the word "normal".

But Tsushima Fuki knew that this was not normal.

He quickly closed his eyes, put his hands on the wall and began to cough softly.Tsushima Fuki frowned, he was more sensitive to blood than others, he smelled the smell emanating from the depths of the house...

Strong bloody smell.

If someone else came here, I'm afraid they would vomit after two or three strokes.But Fusuki Tsushima adapted to the place very quickly, and when he met Dazai Osamu's gaze, he shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

"There are a lot of secrets hidden in each of these families," Osamu Dazai sighed, "Let's solve it early and get out early—before someone draws their attention away."

The members of the Chanyuan family are extremely confident, as if they think that as long as the road is cleared, no one will come here.Or... People who have been exposed to these things all year round have deformed hearts, and blood is not torture to them.

It's a treat.

Osamu Dazai poked at the door: "Is this an enchantment?"

Fusuki Tsushima raised his eyelids. Although he tried his best to cover it up, Osamu Dazai could tell that he was not in the mood at all: "I left in a hurry, I guess the one left behind is half-baked."

Also, how could the one responsible for the aftermath be a very powerful conjurer?

In a family like the Chanyuan family that respects conjurers, it is impossible for conjurers to do these things by themselves.

Originally, the spells had little effect on Osamu Dazai. Although "Disqualification in the World" cannot completely invalidate spells belonging to another system, it can weaken a large part of them.

... This technique, which was not put on the table in the first place, could not cause any hindrance to them.

"Let's go," Tsushima Wenshu calmed down, and walked into the house first, "Go in and have a look."

After entering the door, the bloody smell became even stronger.Osamu Dazai glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the brilliant flowers blooming above the soil, and after noticing a piece of incomplete fabric exposed at the root, the smile on the corner of his mouth was also smoothed out.

"..." Tsushima Wenshu was silent for a while, and then said, "The maids in the Buddhist monastery mostly wear clothes made of that kind of fabric."

They had just met a maid not long ago.

Obviously, the old-fashionedness of the Chanyuan family has also been reflected in this point-the maids all wear uniforms of the same fabric and style.

The luck of the two of them was obviously very good, and there was not even a single person in it.

Oh no.

It cannot be said that there is no one.

To be precise, it is——

Not a single living person.