After creating the vest, I joined the script team

The bar is built on the basement level, and you can see the dim yellow lights through the stairs.

The soft and soothing music and the soothing warm light create a comfortable environment. The only bartender at the bar wipes the cup with a white rag, looking leisurely.

"This bar looks very good." Hugo looked around and praised, "The boss should also be a person who enjoys life."

"Ah, you can see it." The bartender, no, the boss put down his glass and said with a smile in his eyes, "This is the first time I saw you coming, is there anything I need?"

"That's right, it's Hugo's first time here, have you thought about what to order?" Osamu Dazai next to him has already sat on the seat and lay down on the table.

"Thank you, boss, for your kindness..." Hugo smiled and refused embarrassingly, "I'm just sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol and can't drink."

Osamu Dazai was more regretful than Hugo after hearing this sentence: "That's a pity, otherwise I would have let you taste the wine with detergent flavor."

"No, there is no dish-smelling wine here..." After the boss habitually answered Osamu Dazai's words, he asked Hugo gently again, "Why don't you have a glass of orange juice, and I'll give it to Mr. Xiao."

"Thank you." Hugo thanked him a little uncomfortable. He had never been to a bar, and he never drank.

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the table watching the interaction between the two, had two blushes on his cheeks, and shouted like a primary school student asking a question and answer: "Boss, I saw a beautiful sky today, so give me a Tequila Day." out."

"Beautiful sky?" Hugo tilted his head and asked puzzledly.

"Yeah, I saw it outside the window when I got off work today, bright yellow, bright yellow, orange red, bright red, um, even though it's a sunset, it's exactly the same as the Tequila sunrise." After saying that, Osamu Dazai nodded in a serious manner.

"Indeed, the color of the sky is beautiful." Hugo's brows and eyes softened, "Every time I see it, I can't help feeling a sense of shock."

"Yes, yes, I also think it is very beautiful, so when I heard that there is a net downstream that maybe I can die looking at the beautiful sky, I couldn't help jumping into the river."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be sharing a secret, his tone was light and joyful, as if he really wanted to die like this.

The orange juice and Tequila Sunrise were brought to the table. After thanking the boss, Hugo replied to Osamu Dazai: "But you can't die if you hang it on a fishing net, but you might freeze to death in the river in winter."

"Frozen death is a terrible way to die. Although you can feel warm at the end, the process of freezing to death is quite painful. It's just terrible."

Hugo: "Indeed, it is very uncomfortable before entering the final stage, and even the whole body will be paralyzed."

"Huh? Hugo seems to know this very well."

This is not something to hide, Hugo said truthfully: "Although I am indeed underage, I have already graduated from medical school."

It's just that Hugo's name is not written on the diploma.

"It's amazing..." Osamu Dazai asked with bright eyes, "Will you die if you hang upside down?"

Combining the knowledge he had learned, Hugo said sincerely: "If you are not hypertensive, you will probably die from lack of oxygen."

"What if you have high blood pressure?"

"Sudden cerebral hemorrhage, right? I didn't learn this knowledge, and I don't know much about it."

Although Hugo studied medicine with Tolstoy, Tolstoy is a neurologist, and he usually doesn't think about hanging upside down.

"Forget it..." Osamu Dazai said weakly, shaking the cup, "Such a painful death is not within my consideration."

"Then let's change to an easier way to die." Hugo said softly, taking a sip of the juice.

"An easy way to die? I thought you would persuade me to live a good life." Dazai Osamu was a little surprised. At first glance, he thought that Hugo should be a good person who would not live long, but now looking at Hugo's appearance, could it be Did he see the wrong person?

"Many people choose to commit suicide because their emotions are out of control. You are obviously not. Now that you have considered it carefully, I have no reason to advise you. Choosing to die is as great as struggling to live."

Hugo respects everyone's choice about their own life.

"Struggling?" Osamu Dazai asked thoughtfully, "You sound like you've seen this kind of scene before."

"I've seen it..." Hugo narrowed his emerald eyes and recalled, "I've seen it with my own eyes."

"The child is 16 years old, but she looks like she is eight years old. She has never cared about her own affairs, including her life, but one day she saw the flowers in the book."

Bright, bright, and vigorous flowers are dazzlingly beautiful even if they are only on books.

"The kid wanted to go out, but the doctor didn't agree."

Because this important test object cannot survive in the outside world at all.

"But how could the child want to stay in it after seeing such a beautiful and fresh life? She struggled desperately and finally got a chance. As long as she survived the operation, she will be taken out."

Obviously the body is extremely bad, every surgery will be painful to the point of suffocation, but every surgery must be performed while awake.

"The surgery didn't go very smoothly, but she managed to survive, but—"

it is a pity;

"She died on the last day, and she can see beautiful flowers as long as she survives for another day."

He was by the side when the child died, and he saw with his own eyes what kind of hope and pain the child died, and he didn't understand what pain was until the moment the child died.

and then?

Hugo smiled wryly.

His ability finally met the conditions for use, and Hugo pulled the entire laboratory and the island into his ability in an instant.

"Your past doesn't sound good." Dazai Osamu thought.

The tone of the other party's reminiscence, the painful look when the child died, and the indelible smell of disinfectant on his body, could it be a test product that ran out from somewhere?

Forget it, he's looking for someone to drink today, and with the relationship between Tagore and Sakunosuke Oda, he can't go too far.

Osamu Dazai thought about it for a while, then gave up and continued to think. It's just a drinking buddy, and it won't get in the way.

"Then what if I survive the suicide attempt?" Osamu Dazai asked with interest, changing the subject.

"This is terrible..." Hugo replied after thinking seriously, "If you want to survive on the way to suicide but no one saves you, you will really die."

Wouldn't it be bad for a suicidal person who mustered up the courage to forsake all that is good in the world to try to survive, only to find that there is no one around to help him?

That's too bad, Hugo thought.

He hesitated for a moment and said: "If you really have that time, call me. No matter what time, as long as you want to live, I will definitely come to rescue you."

"Whenever?"

"No matter when." Hugo said affirmatively.

Whenever Osamu Dazai wants to live, will he come to save him?

Osamu Dazai took off the decorative fruit from the cocktail glass and took a bite.

Sounds pretty good.

Two people who haven't known each other for a long time made a vow in a dim bar, one with a mentality that cannot ignore the passing of life, and the other with a sense of confusion that they don't even know.

"Why are you drinking today?" Osamu Dazai raised his glass and asked softly.

"For the beautiful sky."

Hugo raised his glass and clinked glasses with the boy next to him.

"Boom-"

Every successful medical student says that it is impossible not to be afraid of death, at least it is okay to face death squarely. Osamu Dazai probably met a doctor who was willing to explain his doubts, and happily pestered Hugo to talk about various causes of death and death process.

"How about committing suicide by burning charcoal?"

"Not very good, carbon monoxide poisoning, causing the human body to lack oxygen, suffocate and die."

"What about jumping off the building?"

"Unless the head hits the ground and dies on the spot, the pain will be overwhelming."

"What about sleeping pills?"

"Not only was it impossible to fall asleep, but there were also symptoms such as stomach cramps, abdominal pain, and foaming at the mouth."

"What about cutting the wrist?"

"The veins can't die, but the blood from the arteries will spurt out of control, covering your head and face. The death is quite tragic, and it doesn't meet your requirements for a refreshing death."

"Isn't there a refreshing way to die?" Osamu Dazai asked while laying on the bar counter.

"Yes, taking a little modidoline while swallowing sleeping pills can help the effective digestion of toxic substances, or injecting insulin before taking sleeping pills can lead to a painless death."

Osamu Dazai asked excitedly after hearing this: "Is there any other way?"

"Yes, put the veins in water while cutting the veins, preferably lukewarm water, which can prevent blood from coagulating and act as a buffer, so that people will die unconsciously."

"There are really so many..." Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, "I'll try it tomorrow!"

"I wish you success, but call me if you want to live."

"Well, don't worry, I will..."

"Ding ding ding——" Dazai Osamu made a tenacious voice with his coat still in the water, and its owner curled his lips, and pressed the answer with a gloomy expression.

Hugo couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but saw the expression of the boy next to him freeze instantly.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

From the beginning to the end, Osamu Dazai only said this sentence, he hung up the phone, and put a smile on his face again.

"Hugo, I have something else to do, so let's go first."

Hugo's expression didn't change in any way, but he gently warned: "Okay, be careful on the road, Dazai-kun."

……

The winter wind was bitterly cold, and the man shivered, wrapping his padded jacket tightly around his body.

"My lord, I've finished what you asked me to do. When will you transfer the money to me?" His tone was flattering, and his expression was panicked and salivating.

"done?"

The electronically synthesized voice sounded noisy and harsh, but the man seemed to hear the gospel: "Yes, I have done everything according to your requirements."

"Is that so..." The person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone after saying something unclear.

"My lord?!" The man's eyes widened in disbelief, his voice was sharp and piercing, "My lord, you said that you can give money, my lord, if I don't have money, I will be chopped up by usurers, my lord!"

"Oh, chopping it off and dying slowly in the cold winter in the biting wind and dizzy from blood loss sounds like a good way to die."

"Who?" The man turned his head alertly, and the next moment a gunshot rang out.

"Wow--"

The tingling sensation made the man scream piercingly, and the severe pain caused him to collapse on the ground uncontrollably. The man covered his wound tremblingly, and his pupils constricted in fear.

"pat, pat..."

Some are light and some are dull. It is the sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete road. It is getting closer, and the man who is close can already see the appearance of the leader.

It was a thin boy who looked at most 16 years old. He was wearing a flowing black overcoat, and his unbandaged, iris-colored left eye was bent. This delicate-looking boy smiled at the man on the ground.

"Port, port black..."

The boy, as light as a black cat, asked with a slight smile: "Good evening, you said you knew us clearly, why did you do such a thing? Do you want to experience death?"

The young man came over, he squatted down on the small pool of blood at the man's feet, looked at the man, and asked curiously: "How does it feel to lose too much blood in the cold wind? Can you tell me, I want to try Try this method of death."

"I, I..." The man was speechless. He dragged his injured leg and crawled backwards, shouting in horror, "Osamu Dazai, you are Osamu Dazai!"

"Hey, you know me..." The young man seemed to feel helpless at the man's behavior, he pouted and stood up and shouted back to his subordinates, "Mr. Mori really wants to know who is messing up the trouble in Yokohama Well, take this guy to the interrogation room and let them treat him well."

"Yes." The subordinates in black suits were no strangers to the cadre's behavior. After the leader finished his reply, the whole team silently and quickly knocked out the person on the ground and lifted him back into the car.

"Master Dazai, the leader asked if you want to go back."

"Really, don't you plan to make up for messing with my rare happiness?" Osamu Dazai said happily, "Yokohama is about to fall into chaos, will this get more novel ways to die? I'm very happy. look forward to."

It is impossible to go back and find Hugo. I hope this guy can spit out some useful information.