Write well, don't fight
Chapter 25 "The Theory of the Fall"
The cool autumn wind blew across the neatly arranged trees on both sides of the street, and the withered and yellow leaves rustled down, one after another falling golden.The small drizzle was gently lifted by the wind and floated in the air. Pedestrians walked unhurriedly under the shop, which seemed a bit leisurely and comfortable.
However, in the shadows where the sun does not shine, Yokohama is like a huge spider web under the participation of various organizations, and the dense silk threads gradually wrap the city into a misty cocoon.Blood and killing, calculations and conspiracies are constantly being staged in this city day and night.
Even Weisha, who puts almost all his thoughts on literature and is very slow to other things, can vaguely sense the dignified atmosphere in the detective agency.However, whenever she asked other members of the detective agency if they were having any difficulties or if something bad had happened, the others would laugh at each other and gossip about it.
Wearing a small beige coat with a generous checkered woolen skirt, the girl who was walking on the street with small leather shoes was still wearing the warm red velvet scarf.Wei Xia just finished re-typesetting Quan Jinghua's manuscript on the computer yesterday, and then she belatedly noticed the abnormal dizziness and the temperature that seemed to be hotter than usual from the nerves in front of her forehead.
Pulling out the electronic thermometer, Wei Xia stared at the 37.8 degrees displayed on it, and blinked.Probably because she is always sitting in front of the computer and working late at night, she now has a low-grade fever.
She first went to the detective agency to inform her of her current situation and said that she would ask for leave to go to the hospital to prescribe antipyretics. Everyone in the detective agency naturally agreed to her request for leave, and there seemed to be some impatience in their words for her to go to the hospital as soon as possible.
Probably because they hope that my illness will recover as soon as possible... Wei Xia smiled slightly, and pulled the scarf up to cover his chin.She had already seen the gate of the hospital not far ahead, and her pace couldn't help but quicken a little.
Before passing a flower shop with many flowers placed in front of it, Wei Xia smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers in the air, and deliberately stopped and turned to pay attention to the name of this shop.
Well, come here to buy a few bouquets of flowers when you get back from the hospital. Gentlemen are busy with writing all day long, and occasionally they have to decorate their lives.Wei Xia thought of it as it should be, when the crisp wind chime rang, Wei Xia's eyes unconsciously swept across the face of the tall man who pushed the door and came out.
Holding a bouquet of bright flowers in one hand and a beautifully decorated fruit basket in the other, the man came out humming in a good mood.Wei Xia's eyes fixed on the man's familiar face, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"Mr. Dazai?"
"Oh, it's Xiao Weixia~" Dazai Osamu, who was wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, walked up to the girl with a smile, "Has the work been completed?"
"I finished writing yesterday!" Wei Xia's eyes sparkled, and he was obviously very satisfied with his efficiency, "It will be published soon!"
"By the way, Mr. Dazai, where has Mr. Izumi Kyoka been recently?" Wei Xia suddenly remembered something and tilted his head, "I haven't told her that her article will be published soon! But it's so strange... ...I feel like I haven't seen her in the past few days... Could it be..."
"Little Weixia, don't worry~ Jinghua just has some things to solve recently, and it will appear soon~"
Osamu Dazai stroked Wei Xia's hair with a smile, the girl nodded seriously, her eyes turned to the bouquet in the man's hand at some point, the bright and teary petals stretched out to the fullest, showing her wonderful figure to the world.Osamu Dazai had already noticed where the girl's gaze stayed, and his brows curved: "I'm going to the hospital to see a patient~"
"Eh? Is Mr. Dazai's friend sick?" Wei Xia covered his mouth in surprise, and then smiled happily, "What a coincidence, I'm going to the hospital too. Is it a very good friend?"
"Very good?" Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes that were originally smiling darkened at some point, but the curvature of the corners of his lips did not change at all, "If you think about it, it is indeed~"
"Does Weixia want to go together?" Osamu Dazai extended an invitation to the girl with a smile, not thinking that there was anything wrong with inviting a girl to see a patient.
"Mr. Dazai's friend... must be a very talented writer!" Wei Xia's eyes instantly brightened several times, and he looked at the man expectantly with his fists clenched, "Is it really okay for me to go with my husband!"
Dazai Osamu's eyes flickered for a moment, and his smile remained unchanged: "That's right~ and little Wei Xia is so cute, no one would dislike it." He looked at the girl who happily followed beside him, and the curvature of his lips left no trace I picked it up.
----
"Yo~ Ango, how is your spirit?"
Osamu Dazai pushed open the door with a smile, and what came into view was a man with his head tightly wrapped in a white bandage sitting on the bed in a hospital gown, and one foot was hung up with a heavy plaster cast.There are thick dark circles under the man's eyes, coupled with his miserable appearance at this time, one can't help but feel pity.
"You look so handsome~" Osamu Dazai put the bouquet on the table, and sat down on the chair very casually, "I have brought good news! You will be handed over to the detective agency for the injuries you were hit by the car of the group." Come and treat it. With Miss Yosano's healing ability, you will be like a newborn!"
Wrapped tightly by white bandages, only the pupils of the exposed eyes were dim: "Then..."
"The price is... what..."
……
"I see, '35 people beheaded'..." Ango Sakaguchi picked up the glasses on the side and put them on, "Indeed, the Secret Service can make impunity possible through judicial transactions above the law..." Ango Sakaguchi raised his head, and the glasses flicked Pass a white light.
"If that girl...is really a member of the detective agency..."
Osamu Dazai's eyes gradually turned into a gloomy chaotic color, and he took an apple from the basket and ate it.
……
"Really...well, I will come again." Osamu Dazai turned his head away and seemed to sigh, stood up and pushed the chair back under the table, and turned to leave.But Ango Sakaguchi stared at his back, and finally called out to him.
"Dazai, in exchange for assistance, I have accepted your deal, so please tell me one thing."
His tone gradually lowered, showing a dull meaning: "When I was attacked by an unknown vehicle, for some reason, only the airbag on my seat couldn't be deployed..."
"Do you know why?"
The footsteps of the man in the sand-colored windbreaker stopped at the door, and then he turned his head, his smile was covered by the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his eyelashes were lowered, making the expression on his face show a kind of An inexplicably gloomy, cold smile.
"Sarah, how would I know~"
He stretched out his hand and opened the door with a brisk tone: "Xiao Weixia, we've finished talking~"
The expression on Ango Sakaguchi's face tightened slightly. He has recorded the abilities of every supernatural person in the detective agency. Naturally, he also knows that the girl called Weisha by Dazai Osamu has the "literary words to convey the truth", that kind of The strange ability that makes it impossible to determine specifically, seems to be not very lethal, but in fact the danger factor they judged has already reached the gravity of the port Mafia to make Zhongya Zhongya.
The girl who had been waiting outside the door walked briskly into the ward: "Mr. Dazai, have you already asked Mr. Ango Sakaguchi to sign a contract with the detective agency for publication!...Eh?!"
The miserable appearance of Ango Sakaguchi was reflected in the girl's pupils. She blinked in a daze, and suddenly burst into emotion and rushed to the edge of the hospital bed.
Ango Sakaguchi looked at the girl who was close at hand and her tearful expression, and suddenly recalled the endless "writings" with the names of certain supernatural beings, the thickness of bricks and the "Yokohama Morning News" Those reports that fear the world will not be chaotic suddenly feel bad, and the nerves in the brain suddenly sound an alarm.
However, he was fixed on the hospital bed and couldn't move in a large arc. He could only watch helplessly as the girl uttered a cry that was like knocking over the ceiling.
"Oh my god! How did Mr. Sakaguchi become like this!" Wei Xia was obviously frightened by the other party's miserable state, clasping his hands in front of him, ignoring that his throat was slightly hoarse due to low-grade fever, Tears rolled in the eyes, "Could it be... Could it be that because Lai took sleeping pills and ordered a hundred curries at a friend's house, you had hallucinations and fell down the stairs!"
The girl's speech was extremely fast, her eyes were wide open, her voice was so loud that the entire hospital probably heard it, and Osamu Dazai stood behind and laughed wildly.
Ango Sakaguchi was dumbfounded, wanted to say something but didn't know where to start complaining, he could only see the girl walking back and forth in front of his hospital bed, muttering.
He thought inwardly: It's over... Those subordinates must have heard it too...
"People need to fall to the end on the correct way of degeneration, and they must fall to the end on the way of degeneration before they can discover themselves and redeem themselves. Even so...but...but you shouldn't fall because of curry!!!"
Wei Xia couldn't help crying bitterly, but Ango Sakaguchi could no longer hear her cry.His mind is now filled with only those words that hit people's hearts directly. The words spoken from the girl's mouth strangely hit the most secret part of his heart, and even his own eyes suddenly enlarged to the extent that they could widen. Unaware of it to the greatest extent, those words resonated with his soul like bells from a distant place, and ripples like water waves rapidly expanded in his body, finally occupying his entire body and mind.
It turns out that if people don't fall, they can't live, so they must fall to the point where they can no longer fall.And only literature can let me continue to fall to the deepest state of that kind of depravity, only literature can point to the path leading to the bottom of depravity!
Watching Ango Sakaguchi, whose expression was approaching madness, and his behavior that seemed to jump out of bed in the next second, Osamu Dazai smiled and took out a thick stack of manuscript paper and a pen from the fruit basket and handed it over.
----------------------
"Yokohama Morning Post": Born out of the sky with a sharp and old-fashioned style of writing, with the method of "reversing value", he proposed to use "degeneration" to save people's freedom, completely ruthlessly tearing away those secular things that cover beauty ugly.It is said that Mr. Sakaguchi started writing novels to repay the debt because he owed a hundred curry money at a friend's house because of poverty. Mr. Ango Sakaguchi is one of the indispensable members of the Yokohama literary world. Standard bearers, for this reason we should contribute our own support and strength to the Yokohama literature and the revival of the Yokohama literary world!
Chief Farmer: ...Ango, we in the Supernatural Secret Service Division pay wages on time and with good quality, you should not be so poor...
Ango Sakaguchi: ...I'm not, don't listen, I don't!
Chief Taneda: Ango... I can understand your love for literature, but when creating literature, don't forget that your work is the most important job!
[On the desktop are files that have multiplied several times due to various disturbances caused by the detective agency, port Mafia, and the combination, and are almost reaching the ceiling...]
Ango Sakaguchi: ...the truth is that if you don't go to get off work, you don't go to work...what a ghost! ...I want to degenerate, people can't live without degenerating to the point where they can't work at all...I want to resign, I want to keep my hair, and combine the bastards of the Port Mafia Detective Agency, I will no longer serve!I'm changing jobs now to write novels! ! !
However, in the shadows where the sun does not shine, Yokohama is like a huge spider web under the participation of various organizations, and the dense silk threads gradually wrap the city into a misty cocoon.Blood and killing, calculations and conspiracies are constantly being staged in this city day and night.
Even Weisha, who puts almost all his thoughts on literature and is very slow to other things, can vaguely sense the dignified atmosphere in the detective agency.However, whenever she asked other members of the detective agency if they were having any difficulties or if something bad had happened, the others would laugh at each other and gossip about it.
Wearing a small beige coat with a generous checkered woolen skirt, the girl who was walking on the street with small leather shoes was still wearing the warm red velvet scarf.Wei Xia just finished re-typesetting Quan Jinghua's manuscript on the computer yesterday, and then she belatedly noticed the abnormal dizziness and the temperature that seemed to be hotter than usual from the nerves in front of her forehead.
Pulling out the electronic thermometer, Wei Xia stared at the 37.8 degrees displayed on it, and blinked.Probably because she is always sitting in front of the computer and working late at night, she now has a low-grade fever.
She first went to the detective agency to inform her of her current situation and said that she would ask for leave to go to the hospital to prescribe antipyretics. Everyone in the detective agency naturally agreed to her request for leave, and there seemed to be some impatience in their words for her to go to the hospital as soon as possible.
Probably because they hope that my illness will recover as soon as possible... Wei Xia smiled slightly, and pulled the scarf up to cover his chin.She had already seen the gate of the hospital not far ahead, and her pace couldn't help but quicken a little.
Before passing a flower shop with many flowers placed in front of it, Wei Xia smelled the fresh fragrance of flowers in the air, and deliberately stopped and turned to pay attention to the name of this shop.
Well, come here to buy a few bouquets of flowers when you get back from the hospital. Gentlemen are busy with writing all day long, and occasionally they have to decorate their lives.Wei Xia thought of it as it should be, when the crisp wind chime rang, Wei Xia's eyes unconsciously swept across the face of the tall man who pushed the door and came out.
Holding a bouquet of bright flowers in one hand and a beautifully decorated fruit basket in the other, the man came out humming in a good mood.Wei Xia's eyes fixed on the man's familiar face, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"Mr. Dazai?"
"Oh, it's Xiao Weixia~" Dazai Osamu, who was wearing a sand-colored windbreaker, walked up to the girl with a smile, "Has the work been completed?"
"I finished writing yesterday!" Wei Xia's eyes sparkled, and he was obviously very satisfied with his efficiency, "It will be published soon!"
"By the way, Mr. Dazai, where has Mr. Izumi Kyoka been recently?" Wei Xia suddenly remembered something and tilted his head, "I haven't told her that her article will be published soon! But it's so strange... ...I feel like I haven't seen her in the past few days... Could it be..."
"Little Weixia, don't worry~ Jinghua just has some things to solve recently, and it will appear soon~"
Osamu Dazai stroked Wei Xia's hair with a smile, the girl nodded seriously, her eyes turned to the bouquet in the man's hand at some point, the bright and teary petals stretched out to the fullest, showing her wonderful figure to the world.Osamu Dazai had already noticed where the girl's gaze stayed, and his brows curved: "I'm going to the hospital to see a patient~"
"Eh? Is Mr. Dazai's friend sick?" Wei Xia covered his mouth in surprise, and then smiled happily, "What a coincidence, I'm going to the hospital too. Is it a very good friend?"
"Very good?" Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes that were originally smiling darkened at some point, but the curvature of the corners of his lips did not change at all, "If you think about it, it is indeed~"
"Does Weixia want to go together?" Osamu Dazai extended an invitation to the girl with a smile, not thinking that there was anything wrong with inviting a girl to see a patient.
"Mr. Dazai's friend... must be a very talented writer!" Wei Xia's eyes instantly brightened several times, and he looked at the man expectantly with his fists clenched, "Is it really okay for me to go with my husband!"
Dazai Osamu's eyes flickered for a moment, and his smile remained unchanged: "That's right~ and little Wei Xia is so cute, no one would dislike it." He looked at the girl who happily followed beside him, and the curvature of his lips left no trace I picked it up.
----
"Yo~ Ango, how is your spirit?"
Osamu Dazai pushed open the door with a smile, and what came into view was a man with his head tightly wrapped in a white bandage sitting on the bed in a hospital gown, and one foot was hung up with a heavy plaster cast.There are thick dark circles under the man's eyes, coupled with his miserable appearance at this time, one can't help but feel pity.
"You look so handsome~" Osamu Dazai put the bouquet on the table, and sat down on the chair very casually, "I have brought good news! You will be handed over to the detective agency for the injuries you were hit by the car of the group." Come and treat it. With Miss Yosano's healing ability, you will be like a newborn!"
Wrapped tightly by white bandages, only the pupils of the exposed eyes were dim: "Then..."
"The price is... what..."
……
"I see, '35 people beheaded'..." Ango Sakaguchi picked up the glasses on the side and put them on, "Indeed, the Secret Service can make impunity possible through judicial transactions above the law..." Ango Sakaguchi raised his head, and the glasses flicked Pass a white light.
"If that girl...is really a member of the detective agency..."
Osamu Dazai's eyes gradually turned into a gloomy chaotic color, and he took an apple from the basket and ate it.
……
"Really...well, I will come again." Osamu Dazai turned his head away and seemed to sigh, stood up and pushed the chair back under the table, and turned to leave.But Ango Sakaguchi stared at his back, and finally called out to him.
"Dazai, in exchange for assistance, I have accepted your deal, so please tell me one thing."
His tone gradually lowered, showing a dull meaning: "When I was attacked by an unknown vehicle, for some reason, only the airbag on my seat couldn't be deployed..."
"Do you know why?"
The footsteps of the man in the sand-colored windbreaker stopped at the door, and then he turned his head, his smile was covered by the shadow of the broken hair on his forehead, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his eyelashes were lowered, making the expression on his face show a kind of An inexplicably gloomy, cold smile.
"Sarah, how would I know~"
He stretched out his hand and opened the door with a brisk tone: "Xiao Weixia, we've finished talking~"
The expression on Ango Sakaguchi's face tightened slightly. He has recorded the abilities of every supernatural person in the detective agency. Naturally, he also knows that the girl called Weisha by Dazai Osamu has the "literary words to convey the truth", that kind of The strange ability that makes it impossible to determine specifically, seems to be not very lethal, but in fact the danger factor they judged has already reached the gravity of the port Mafia to make Zhongya Zhongya.
The girl who had been waiting outside the door walked briskly into the ward: "Mr. Dazai, have you already asked Mr. Ango Sakaguchi to sign a contract with the detective agency for publication!...Eh?!"
The miserable appearance of Ango Sakaguchi was reflected in the girl's pupils. She blinked in a daze, and suddenly burst into emotion and rushed to the edge of the hospital bed.
Ango Sakaguchi looked at the girl who was close at hand and her tearful expression, and suddenly recalled the endless "writings" with the names of certain supernatural beings, the thickness of bricks and the "Yokohama Morning News" Those reports that fear the world will not be chaotic suddenly feel bad, and the nerves in the brain suddenly sound an alarm.
However, he was fixed on the hospital bed and couldn't move in a large arc. He could only watch helplessly as the girl uttered a cry that was like knocking over the ceiling.
"Oh my god! How did Mr. Sakaguchi become like this!" Wei Xia was obviously frightened by the other party's miserable state, clasping his hands in front of him, ignoring that his throat was slightly hoarse due to low-grade fever, Tears rolled in the eyes, "Could it be... Could it be that because Lai took sleeping pills and ordered a hundred curries at a friend's house, you had hallucinations and fell down the stairs!"
The girl's speech was extremely fast, her eyes were wide open, her voice was so loud that the entire hospital probably heard it, and Osamu Dazai stood behind and laughed wildly.
Ango Sakaguchi was dumbfounded, wanted to say something but didn't know where to start complaining, he could only see the girl walking back and forth in front of his hospital bed, muttering.
He thought inwardly: It's over... Those subordinates must have heard it too...
"People need to fall to the end on the correct way of degeneration, and they must fall to the end on the way of degeneration before they can discover themselves and redeem themselves. Even so...but...but you shouldn't fall because of curry!!!"
Wei Xia couldn't help crying bitterly, but Ango Sakaguchi could no longer hear her cry.His mind is now filled with only those words that hit people's hearts directly. The words spoken from the girl's mouth strangely hit the most secret part of his heart, and even his own eyes suddenly enlarged to the extent that they could widen. Unaware of it to the greatest extent, those words resonated with his soul like bells from a distant place, and ripples like water waves rapidly expanded in his body, finally occupying his entire body and mind.
It turns out that if people don't fall, they can't live, so they must fall to the point where they can no longer fall.And only literature can let me continue to fall to the deepest state of that kind of depravity, only literature can point to the path leading to the bottom of depravity!
Watching Ango Sakaguchi, whose expression was approaching madness, and his behavior that seemed to jump out of bed in the next second, Osamu Dazai smiled and took out a thick stack of manuscript paper and a pen from the fruit basket and handed it over.
----------------------
"Yokohama Morning Post": Born out of the sky with a sharp and old-fashioned style of writing, with the method of "reversing value", he proposed to use "degeneration" to save people's freedom, completely ruthlessly tearing away those secular things that cover beauty ugly.It is said that Mr. Sakaguchi started writing novels to repay the debt because he owed a hundred curry money at a friend's house because of poverty. Mr. Ango Sakaguchi is one of the indispensable members of the Yokohama literary world. Standard bearers, for this reason we should contribute our own support and strength to the Yokohama literature and the revival of the Yokohama literary world!
Chief Farmer: ...Ango, we in the Supernatural Secret Service Division pay wages on time and with good quality, you should not be so poor...
Ango Sakaguchi: ...I'm not, don't listen, I don't!
Chief Taneda: Ango... I can understand your love for literature, but when creating literature, don't forget that your work is the most important job!
[On the desktop are files that have multiplied several times due to various disturbances caused by the detective agency, port Mafia, and the combination, and are almost reaching the ceiling...]
Ango Sakaguchi: ...the truth is that if you don't go to get off work, you don't go to work...what a ghost! ...I want to degenerate, people can't live without degenerating to the point where they can't work at all...I want to resign, I want to keep my hair, and combine the bastards of the Port Mafia Detective Agency, I will no longer serve!I'm changing jobs now to write novels! ! !
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