I'm not really a dual personality

The moment the killer fell to the ground, Kunikida Doppo jumped out directly, aiming at a certain position with the mouth of the gun, and pulled the trigger with his finger without hesitation, and with a bang, a killer fell out from the corner.

Kunikida Doppo was a little nervous sitting on one knee on the ground, but his position happened to be very close to Kazuru Kazuru, and he could see Kazuru Kamizu's expression just by raising his head slightly.

That expression of calmness to the extreme could even be regarded as indifference.

At this moment, Kunikida Doppo saw Kamiza Deru turn his head to look out the window, and at the moment he turned his head, a bullet hit the bulletproof glass of the Armed Detective Agency, Kamiza Deru looked dispirited He looked like he didn't even blink his eyes.

It's like knowing from the start that the bullet won't go in.

However, even if they knew that the bullet would be blocked by the bulletproof glass, normal people wouldn't stand still and watch the bullet hit the glass and then fall down!

"Hinata...kun?" Kunikida Doppo asked tentatively.

"There is one more killer, you can handle it." God Zuo stepped over the killer who was still howling on the ground, and the killer who was injured by the bomb was bleeding continuously, and it didn't take a moment for the floor of the detective agency to condense into a pool of blood, but With Yosano Akiko around, the detective agency would not let him die.

Watching the seat of God flow away, Kunikida Doppo just lowered his head, and soon he found a silver needle from the ruins of the previous wooden warehouse explosion.

"It was this thing that made the killer's wooden warehouse explode just now?"

Kunikida Doppo was a little surprised, most of the assassins' wooden bins were custom-made, he never thought that a wooden bin would be made like this by a silver needle.

"That's right." Osamu Dazai took the silver needle from Kunikida Doppo's hand, "I analyzed the trajectory of the bullet when the first shot was fired, and before the second shot was fired, I threw the silver needle out without hesitation, and it happened to be stuck. At the key point of the wooden warehouse, the bullet cannot be fired and exploded."

Dazai Osamu murmured: "Hinata-kun's judgment and ability to act in this state are really amazing."

"Red pupil status?" Kunikida Doppo pondered, "Strong judgment and action, but very few words?"

"...Kunikida, are you only concerned about his lack of words?"

"Then what else do you need to pay attention to?" Kunikida Doppo stood up, "Okay, I will deal with the remaining killers, Dazai, if you have nothing to do, go out and find a solution to the problem, everyone continue to guard the detective agency, this time, whether it is Everyone must come back safely."

Since trust has been given from the beginning, then of course it will be believed until the end.

Whether it's Hinata-kun with blue pupils who is gentle and friendly, or Hinata Sou with red pupils who is obviously much more indifferent now.

Osamu Dazai smiled, nodded, then turned and left the detective agency.

Apparently, Odasaku was right.

If you don't know where to go, it's better to go to the side of good people. Although you can't see the accident of human beings in violence, you have trust far beyond the scope of ordinary people.

……

Yokohama is not big, but because of Yokohama's convenient transportation, Yokohama is full of people of all kinds. The small city is also divided into several areas. The center of Yokohama is close to the coast, where port mafia and armed detective agencies are stationed. , and the surrounding areas that can be called suburbs are occupied by various forces.

Orphanages, other small mafias, and killer organizations.

Sangshan Town is such a place. It is not rich or even has any sense of existence. Ordinary people live ordinary and satisfied lives here. No one knows that there is a huge monster hidden in the darkness of this place, the base of a certain killer organization. .

The time when the gods came here coincided with the setting sun, and the afterglow of the setting sun splashed on the dilapidated and abandoned hospital, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

He stood beside the hospital and looked at the building that was dark because of the night, his red eyes were full of indifference.

"Where did you come from, boy?"

A kind voice came from behind, Shenzuo Chuliu glanced to the side, there was no change in emotion in his red eyes, the scene stretched out, outside the small forest, several guard killers were lying together in disorder, without any emotion. Trauma, it looks like he was knocked out.

A middle-aged man in an ordinary brown coat walked over with a cane. He looked at the seat of God worriedly, his eyes were full of concern, "Young man, this is not a place you can enter casually."

Shenzuo Chuliu looked at him, and then reluctantly replied with a question, "Why?"

"Haven't you heard of it?" The middle-aged man stood in front of Shenzuo Chuliu, he raised his crutches and pointed to the hospital in front of him, "There is a demon here."

"The wise does not buy rumours."

"Of course I know, but sometimes a lot of things have to be believed." The middle-aged man put down his crutches, he sighed, his tone was full of worry, "There is really a demon living here, so far no one has succeeded Reaching the top floor, even those who reach the top floor will go crazy when they come down."

"Young man, don't be brave!"

Shenzuo Chuliu looked into his eyes, and the man opposite was completely concerned, without any flaws.

He nodded his head slightly, as if he knew it, and then Shenzuo Chuliu stepped into the gate of the abandoned hospital.

Therefore, everyone in this world wears a mask, even the leader of the killer organization has to put on an amiable mask for himself, but sometimes the mask is despair, whether it is despair or hope Well, the origin of all events is human selfishness.

After watching the seat of God flow in and out, the worry on the face of the middle-aged man disappeared instantly, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was a little subtlety in his eyes.

"Get ready, if he comes out sick, shoot him immediately."

The subordinates behind the middle-aged man hurriedly responded.

"Don't blame me, you were the one who insisted on going in despite my persuasion." The middle-aged man sighed, looking helpless.

"Really, no matter what organization you are in, there are rules. If you break the rules, you have to bear the consequences. Of course it is impossible to just want the benefits without paying the price."

"It turned out to be something like this..."

But to be honest, the middle-aged man really can't do anything about this abandoned building. He doesn't know how many times he tried but couldn't break into the top floor, and caused all his subordinates to be infected by the despair communication. He even tried to use Bombs and fire set the building on fire, but of course it still failed.

"It's really not enough to die a hundred times." The middle-aged man's eyes were full of killing intent.

On the other side, Kamito Chuliu calmly walked on the abandoned stairs.

Of course he wasn't worried about the infection of the Desperate Communication, because Hinata Soso had been infected from the very beginning.

Now that he is already infected, how can he worry about the further erosion of the virus?

The top floor of the abandoned hospital is more dilapidated than expected, because it has been left unattended for many years, the corridors are full of dust and debris, and there is a line of blood on the dust. Because of too long time, the blood has solidified into black and red, and merged with the dust. Together, they looked like they had dyed the dust red.

God Zuo Liu ignored the messy footprints on the ground and walked forward along the blood.

The traces of blood were not stable, and there were obvious increases in several places. It was obvious that the injured could not hold on and had to lean on these places to rest, and then continued to move forward.

As for the footprints behind, it was probably someone chasing him.

The outflow of the god finally came to the place where the blood disappeared. In front of him was an old door. The iron door was rotten and full of rust, exuding the unique metallic smell of iron. There was dried blood on the doorknob. Shenzuo Chuliu looked at the spot of blood, and reached out his hand to hold the doorknob indifferently.

With a creak, the door was slowly pushed open, and what Shenzuo Chuliu saw was a comatose person lying on an old hospital bed.

There was a big hole in his chest, his clothes were stained black and red with blood, and the wooden warehouse that had been loaded with bullets fell to the foot of the bed. Two months had covered his whole body with a layer of dust, and he was full of despair. It kept spreading out, with a disgusting smell, but he was still alive.

Dead people can't speak, and neither can vegetative people, but...in this world, the truth is not known only by speaking.

Shenzuo Chuliu stood in front of the man's hospital bed, his red eyes looked indifferently at the man who was only one step away from death.

As the host of despair, he hangs his last breath with the power of despair, on the edge of life and death, unable to wake up and die, if he wants to purify the fragments of despair, without the continuation of the power of despair, he will definitely die .

But what does this have to do with the outflow of the throne?

Shenzuo Chuliu is not interested in hope, nor does he feel despair, and life is just too ordinary and ordinary things in his eyes.

He will continue to investigate this case with the identity of Hinata Chuang after Hinata Chuang disappears just because: he wants to get Hinata Chuang back.

Whether it was despair or hope, he didn't care about anything.

The fire-colored sunset sprinkled on Shenzuo Chuliu's body through the window, he glanced out of the window, his red eyes were full of ruthlessness.

The setting sun had already disappeared when God Zuo Liu came down from the abandoned floor. The middle-aged man stood at the door and lit a cigarette for himself. The smoke slowly melted from his fingertips into the gradually deepening darkness. At this moment, he Saw the outflow of the seat of God coming out of it.

He was really startled, and he didn't react until the soot fell on his fingertips.

Stretching his hand behind to signal his subordinates not to come out, the middle-aged man showed a friendly smile, "It seems that you have seen that demon already, young man."

Of course Shenzuo Chuliu noticed his gesture, but he didn't care, "That's not a demon."

"But to most people, it's a demon." The middle-aged man smiled, "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Ichiro Yamayan. How about you, young man?"

"Hinata."

It is obvious that I can feel the attitude of God's outflow and resistance, and Ichiro Yamayan did not continue to insist. He smiled, "The birth of every demon has its own story, Hinata, do you want to know the story of the birth of this demon? ? A pretty good story, I promise."

The outflow of God is as usual, "boring."

"Is it boring? You can only know it after listening to it, right? Everyone has their own opinions and tends to their own ideas." Yamayan Ichiro laughed loudly, "Would you like to listen to my ideas?"

However, Kamiza Deru had already foreseen what Yamahiko Ichiro would say, because he had already seen the truth when he met that person.

Whether it's the reason for that person's despair, or the reason why he came to this point.

Looking at each other quietly with Yamayan Ichiro, Kazuru closed his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Say."

"That's right." Yamahiko Ichiro clapped his hands.

"Then I'm going to tell you a story about a killer."

"There is a killer named Imai Ibuki. He is the youngest and most powerful killer of a certain killer organization. His mission completion rate is as high as 100%. As long as he takes orders, he will not fail. The killer organization has always valued him very much." , However, this organization has a rule, that is, it cannot accept orders from high-level Yokohama government officials, and this organization has been able to survive for so many years thanks to this caution."

Saying that, Yamahiko Ichiro's eyes turned slightly cold, "But Imai Ibuki broke this rule. He took an order from a certain mafia organization and killed two high-level government officials."

Ichiro Yamayan was able to become the leader of the killer organization and control a bunch of killers without emotion, which is enough to show that he is a man of skill. The rules he made were broken, and troublesome things like killing high-level government officials were thrown on him , If he endured it, it would not be him, so he simply expelled Imai Ibuki from the organization and sent enough men to kill him.

Killers are hard to deal with, not that they are rebellious, but that they are ruthless enough.

Accidents can arise without emotional control.

Therefore, the killer he sent couldn't catch Imai Ibuki, so he found Imai Ibuki's relatives, all of them were killed, and Imai Ibuki was lured out, and finally trapped to death in this abandoned hospital.

Did the Hitman do something wrong?No, in Yamayan Ichiro's mind, it was Imai Ibuki who broke the rules first.

When making that decision, Imai Ibuki should have thought of all the consequences.

But he did it anyway, and, after the death of all his loved ones, was eroded by the fragments of despair, becoming a pathogen that spreads despair.

Lose the best thing in your heart?No, this is just the result of Imai Ibuki's own death.

"Finished?" Shen Zuo looked at him expressionlessly, "Goodbye."

Passing Yamahiko Ichiro, Kamizuru left without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at Kamizuru who was walking forward, his figure became increasingly unclear in the darkness.

"Are you not afraid that I will keep you here?"

Shenzuo Chuliu's footsteps stopped, he turned his head slowly, his red eyes seemed to glow in the night, his voice was full of ice.

"You can try it."

Yamayan Ichiro choked slightly, he wanted to say something but found that he couldn't say it at all, at that moment he seemed to feel the huge pressure on the young man in front of him, this pressure made him difficult to control himself, just like facing The world's most powerful killer.

As soon as you open your mouth, you will be locked in position and wiped out from the shadow.

this person……

He watched helplessly as the seat of God flowed away, and his hidden subordinates came out quietly.

"Boss, let him leave like this? He knows our secret."

"Shut up." Ichiro Yamayan tidied up his clothes, "I will avoid this person when I see him later."

Yamayan Ichiro is the leader of the killer organization. He always knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. He knows who can be bullied and who cannot be provoked. He knows better than anyone else.

And the young man who called himself Hinata stood in the circle that must not be provoked.

"……but."

"Are you trying to disobey my order?" Yamahiko Ichiro hit the ground hard with his crutch.

The man lowered his head instantly, "Boss, I was wrong!"

Yamahiko Ichiro looked at him coldly, "I will not be an example."

……

Find the desperate host in the killer organization, determine the reason for the despair of the desperate host, and listen to the narrative of the killer organization, then you need to ask another party.

The organization that hired Imai Ibuki to kill high-level government officials: the Port Mafia.

It was not an accident that this desperate incident was first circulated among the port mafia and killer organizations, but it was just the revenge of the collapsed desperate people before their death.

boring.

Whether it's despair or the participants' own self-reports, and even the reasons for despair are so boring, one can see at a glance that the boredom of the head makes Shenzuo lose interest, he is like a robot, even if he is not interested, he has to step by step Complete the set goals.

Because, whether his feelings or interests, or even his hopes, can be fulfilled in the future, but Hinata Chuang disappeared, so he can never be found again.

Jingle Bell.

The mobile phone in Shenzuo Chuliu's pocket made a pleasant sound. He reached out and took it out, hung up the phone without even looking at it, and then turned it off before the next call came in. Shenzuo Chuliu threw the mobile phone on the On the ground next to him, he raised his foot and stepped into the towering building in front of him.

The headquarters building of the Port Mafia.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai sat on the chair of the Armed Detective Agency and looked at the phone in his hand.

"Hinata-kun hang up on me!"

"Huh? You mean Hinata?" Kunikida Doppo was taken aback, "That Hinata who is too gentle will hang up on you? Let me do it!"

While talking, Kunikida Doppo continued to call, but this time not only was he hung up, but both of them heard the notification that the other party's cell phone had been turned off at the same time.

The two looked at each other, then Kunikida Doppo hung up the phone strangely, "Shut it off?"

Originally, he wanted to mock Kunikida Doppo, but the moment he lowered his head, Dazai Osamu's smile froze at the corner of his mouth. He reached out and pressed the address list on the phone, and then stood up abruptly, "Naomi!"

"Huh?!" Naomi Tanizaki, who was taking care of Junichiro Tanizaki, looked at Osamu Dazai strangely.

Osamu Dazai pointed to the phone in his hand, "Who touched this phone when we left?"

"...phone call." Naomi Tanizaki blinked her eyes, and her eyes turned into panic after a while, "What? Did my brother really call out?!"

It’s over.

Osamu Dazai sat back on the chair, and everything he worried about just now became a reality.

The only feature of the Desperate Communication is that it can spread the disease through communication, and everyone who answers the Desperate Communication will have their most important things stolen.

The communication records on the phone were made to Hinata Chuang, and there were only a few seconds of call records.

However, if he remembered correctly, this time was just a few minutes before Osamu Dazai and So Hinata met.

In other words... So Hinata turned into red pupils after receiving this call.

He became who he is now at the cost of losing what is most important to him.