long-lived centenarian leader

"It seems that you are quite concerned about this matter."

Osamu Dazai pressed his eyelashes and watched the people in the audience.

Most of the people who can come to the banquet here are famous detectives, so they are calm on the surface, but they seem to be afraid of him.

"Then let's add another one. If you find the intentional murderer, you will be rewarded with one hundred thousand."

His comfort and encouragement didn't help, so he patted Fyodor on the shoulder: "Next, please tell us a few words."

"Shouxing" Mr. Tosi stood in front of the microphone, and slightly hooked his lips: "I wish you all a good time tonight."

This statement is very official and polite, but it always makes people feel meaningful.

For example - who is playing whom?

The dinner party was scheduled to start at nine o'clock. Before that, they could move freely in this villa.

The villa is a new villa specially opened for the birthday party, there is nothing to look for clues, so the key is to find someone.

I don't know what Osamu Dazai had in mind, but he sent out a total of 200 anonymous invitation letters in the form of a lottery, inviting 200 detectives and [-] staff members.

A total of about 500 people.

These three types of people may be mixed with fairies or witches.

Osamu Dazai sat in the corner drinking leisurely, watching them get a headache from this.

The detectives were more familiar with the murderer than the illusory fairy, and soon someone asked the staff to report the person who carried the weapon privately.

To encourage them to keep working hard, Osamu Dazai had a live broadcast of their progress on a screen in the lobby.

The four detectives who were invited by him stood on the second floor and paddled openly.

"There are so many people who want to kill this Mr. Chief." Agatha sighed.

Ayatsuji pedestrian: "Indeed, this is more than the assassination of the queen."

Agatha gave him a cold look: "I really don't understand why you want to speak for him, he is someone who challenges the authority of your government, isn't he?"

The old god Ayatsuji Xingren stood: "The position is not important, the important thing is that he is very suitable for my eyes."

It had been a long time since he had met such an interesting target as Osamu Dazai.

Not only is it against Shakespeare, but there must be a bigger bad water hidden in the stomach.

There are good shows to watch.

Gojo Satoru went on a business trip to another city temporarily in the afternoon and said he would be back later.

Osamu Dazai was bored sitting alone, so he took Fyodor around and watched other people send him birthday wishes.

Mr. Tosi's etiquette is very good. Every time he receives a blessing, he politely smiles and nods in reply.

Judging from his performance alone, no one would guess that today is actually not his birthday.

The fish took the bait earlier than expected, and when they reached the empty terrace, a pair of twin sisters soon came to find them.

The one on the left is wearing exquisite makeup, whether it's a complicated long skirt, high heels with broken diamonds or cold eyes, they are all very aggressive.

The one on the right is dressed in the exact opposite.

A decent white dress with no fancy patterns, just the right amount of light makeup, matched with a dazzling diamond necklace and earrings, just enough to attend a high-class banquet.

Her hair and eyes are very light, like a faded version of the one on the left.

His expression can be called dull, but he is born with a holy and elegant appearance, and just a polite smile can make people feel more cordial.

When these twin sisters, who look very different, appear together, the latter always receives more attention.

And Larisa was always outraged when she found out.

"Do you hold this banquet because you think we killed Nightingale?" She asked Osamu Dazai.

"What are you in such a hurry for? The detective hasn't given an answer yet." Osamu Dazai replied in a good-tempered manner, "Since you're here, can you tell me what blessings you want to give me?"

There was a little sarcasm in Lan Ruisha's eyebrows and eyes, and she was about to say something when she was interrupted by her sister.

Estelle: "I want to give you my best wishes at the dinner party. Before that, please keep my sister and I a secret."

Osamu Dazai didn't ask much: "If you can wait until then."

After they left, Osamu Dazai chatted with Fyodor.

Dazai: "Who do you think is the murderer?"

Fyodor: "I think you already have the answer in your mind."

Dazai: "I think the answer in your heart is the same as mine."

Fyodor: "I think so too."

"So who is it?"

"Does everyone know the answer must be said?"

"Are you holding some nonsense contest or a nesting doll contest?"

The appearance of the third person interrupted the riddle-style communication between the two, and Gojo Satoru turned in from the outside of the balcony and said strangely.

He seemed to come back immediately after finishing his mission, with heavy dew on his body, which condensed into tiny beads when he touched his slightly higher body temperature. The collar of his white shirt was open, and the light shone on his cold white skin. Bright colors reflected on it.

Gojo Satoru also wore a white suit jacket on his arm, which looked like a formal dress.

He dressed casually, but it didn't look like he came to a banquet, more like a son who escaped from the ball and came to meet his lover privately.

Osamu Dazai was surprised by this unreasonable association, so he stretched out his hand to button him, and said sarcastically: "It's normal not to understand what a smart person is saying."

Gojo Satoru took out a blue tie from his pocket, frowned and put it on for himself, scoffing at what he said: "I will say that too."

"You should have guessed what I'm going to do to you by now, right?" His hand was still tied with a tie, but he leaned forward, closing the distance between him and Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai looked at him with a charming and secretive look on his face.With a funny smile, he was dull to realize that this is a person who can establish a marriage relationship legally.

A certain person usually behaves too naively, so that he always ignores the danger of the other party.

He quickly covered Wujou Wujo's mouth, and said, "Pay attention to the image, there are still people watching."

Gojo Satoru looked sideways at Fyodor and raised his eyebrows.

Mr. Tosi is used to being treated as a tool man, he said flatly: "You two can treat me as if I don't exist."

Osamu Dazai: "You are the protagonist today, how can you pretend that you don't exist?"

The other party replied dryly: "Thank you for your concern."

Osamu Dazai pushed Gojo Satoru away.

Gojo Satoru was not very happy, but remembering what he had promised, he had no choice but to put his pocket in his pocket and watch Dazai Osamu go out with his shoulders on that man.

He looked at the backs of the two of them and stood there without moving.

His lover walked out two steps, then ran out and extended his hand to invite him: "This handsome gentleman wants to share dinner with me?"

Gojo Satoru immediately took his hand and nodded vigorously: "Yeah."

Then Mr. Handsome found out that they were having dinner with a lot of people and had to sit in Thumbelina's place.

Alice and the others had already given some clues, and after being called out, they took their seats one by one, and the two Miss Rose also sat in their seats consciously.

Osamu Dazai reserved the mermaid seat for himself.

There are still four unoccupied places left. First of all, Mr. Zhang very generously invited others to come.

"Come on, Mr. Xia You sit here, you are Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Night, if you don't sit here you won't be able to show your status."

Xia Youjie who was held by him: "..."

If it wasn't for Dazai's territory and so many people watching, Xia Youjie would have given this idiot a slap in the face.

"Come on! Chuya! You are the eldest lady of our port mafia, and you deserve this position."

Nakahara Chuya, who just came to protect him: "..."

If this was not the leader of their Mafia, he would have thrown the damn mackerel into the sea to feed the fish.

"Ango!"

Before Osamu Dazai said the following words, Ango Sakaguchi refused with a full face: "No, no, I'm just a small ordinary member, I don't deserve it."

Osamu Dazai: "Sit down or not? If you don't sit down, I'll let you take a women's clothing photo shoot tomorrow. It's called "The Reality of Undercover Goddesses."

Ango: "..."

break up!This must be broken off!

At least until twelve o'clock.

There was one last position, and when Osamu Dazai looked over, everyone took a step back.

"Tsk." He shook his head, and put Fu Heihui and Tsumiji on the last chair together.

Fu Heihui refused with a full face.

Osamu Dazai pressed him tightly (congratulations, he can still handle the five-year-old Megumi), and said kindly: "Your sister's princess throne is divided into half for you, you must learn to be grateful."

Fu Heihui: "..."