I, Zhongli, wander the world

Osamu Dazai was standing in an abandoned house when the impact from the sea came.

There is no dust inside the old-fashioned house, but the light is blocked by the nailed wooden boards on the windows.The boy fumbled on the wall where the wallpaper had been peeled off, and pressed the switch with a "snap".

light is on.

A room with only one room can be seen at a glance. In the empty room, only a set of tables and chairs are placed near the wall, and some papers are scattered on the wooden tabletop.Osamu Dazai stepped forward and took out a card to check.

It was a sheet music.

The rare pure hand-copied sheet music exudes the fragrance of ink, and the title at the top reads "Matthaus Passion" in cursive English.

Pretty but with no personality.

Osamu Dazai put down the paper and squatted down again, wanting to check the hidden scratches on the floor.

The shock came at this moment.

Even the nailed windows couldn't block the strong light, and the wooden plank, which was far weaker than the wall, was shattered after only supporting it for a moment, mixed with broken glass, and stabbed fiercely at the boy squatting on the ground.

The stone flower necklace hidden under the shirt glowed slightly, mobilizing the rock elements to form a protective shield.Osamu Dazai immediately stretched out his hand to grab the necklace, with a slight force in his palm.

The ability was not triggered, but the small stone flower went out by itself.

It's just a moment of hesitation, and it's too late to avoid it.The young man who had no power to protect himself suddenly lowered his head, seemingly trying in vain to protect his fragile neck.

"when!"

Osamu Dazai, who lost his sight, could only hear someone rushing out from behind, followed by the sound of metal colliding with sharp objects.The original pain did not come, but a hand touched his shoulder.

"Are you alright, Dazai-kun?" the visitor said in a generous voice.

Following the voice, Osamu Dazai slowly raised his head, a smile that didn't reach his eyes appeared on his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine...Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Fukuchi."

The encounter between Dazai Osamu and Fukuji Sakurachi dates back to the evening of the previous day.

"Mr. Zhongli, this time is really thanks to you."

The middle-aged and fat antique shop owner took Zhongli's hand to express his gratitude, with a smile on his face mixed with joy and gratitude, he insisted on giving Zhongli the antique jade pendant as a thank you gift.The onlookers also smiled easily, as if they were also happy for the boss.

Osamu Dazai knew that they were more happy because they watched an interesting scene, just like he saw at a glance that the liar who sold fake goods was a liar.

It was as obvious as it was written on the face.

The young man who had no intention of delving into these things lowered his head, counting the patterns on Zhong Li's clothes in a bored manner.

"And brother Dazai too."

Osamu Dazai often followed Zhongli to wander the streets, so he naturally knew everyone who had a little bit of intersection in Chinatown.Osamu Dazai was not surprised when he heard his name, he raised his head and said without interest: "Ah, there is no need for such a thing..."

"Don't say that." His words were directly blocked by the boss on the opposite side, "If you hadn't said that there was something wrong with that liar and told me that Mr. Zhongli was not far away, I would really be cheated this time. This thank you is for you."

As he spoke, the enthusiastic boss took Dazai Osamu's hand and stuffed a safety button into it.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

His originally sluggish expression almost subconsciously put on a mask of a cute smile, "Then I will accept it, very beautiful jade, thank you!"

Seeing that he accepted it, the boss let him go and went to talk to Mr. Zhongli instead.

Osamu Dazai silently felt the warmth of the safety buckle in his hand.

Although Mr. Zhongli told him to accept other people's kindness and gratitude, no matter how many times he came, he was still a little awkward.

Maybe when he grows up a little bit, he will be able to deal with it calmly.

Osamu Dazai remained silent until the husband finally stopped talking and led him to the door.

Before going out, Zhong Li suddenly said: "Zhi stay here for now, and leave after I leave this block. Don't go to the detective agency."

Osamu Dazai looked at him unexpectedly, then glanced at the street again, a little understanding appeared on his face, and then quickly turned into grievance.

"But, Mr. Zhongli." The young man whispered, "You promised me that day in Okinawa."

Promised him to stand in front of a pack of wolves instead of simply being placed under the wings.

"That's true." Zhong Li smiled slightly, "Except for going to the detective agency, the rest can be done according to your ideas."

Dazai's eyes lit up.

Zhongli put the safety buckle given by the previous boss on Dazai Zhi, tapped his fingertips lightly, and the originally round jade immediately turned into a small stone flower.

"You should have heard about the utility of this stone flower." Zhong Li, who knew that the two teenagers only had a bad relationship on the surface, said, "It's up to you to decide how to use it."

"Be careful, Ji."

Zhongli stepped out of the antique shop after receiving Dazai's approval.The young man who stayed alone in the store waited obediently until there was a faint explosion in the distance, and then Shi Shiran walked out from the main entrance.

He took out the mobile phone he bought with wages and dialed a number.

"Long time no contact, Mr. Jono." The young man said cheerfully.

Tiao Ye Caiju's faintly smiling voice came from the microphone: "Mr. Dazai? Why did you suddenly think of contacting me? Have you finally figured out that you want to join our organization?"

It is not the first time that Joye Caiju, who has had a lot of communication with Osamu Dazai, invites Osamu Dazai to be a gangster, but he is firmly rejected by the boy every time.

"No, Mr. Tiaoye, you don't want to be approached by Mr. Zhongli, do you?" Osamu Dazai said with a smile, "You have also received some rumors, right? To make a long story short, I want the latest customs entry and exit records in Yokohama. If there is Yes, I need to confirm further information with you later."

Tiao Ye Caiju's organization was previously used as an eyeliner by Verlaine, and its main business is smuggling immigrants. It must be well-informed about news at home and abroad, and Dazai Osamu's request is not difficult.

Tiaoye Caiju, who knew something about Osamu Dazai, didn't ask him where a funeral home apprentice got the money to buy information, and quite readily agreed to the young man's request, but asked with some playfulness: "Mr. Zhongli knows that you want to do it." what?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Osamu Dazai, who confirmed that he had received the information on his mobile phone, said indifferently, and hung up the phone amidst the faint curse of "stinky brat" on the receiver.

He casually found a corner to look through the information at hand, scrolling through the progress bar almost non-stop, occasionally pausing to think for a moment, until he had read all the not-so-small information.

"Huh... Sure enough." He breathed a long sigh of relief, blinking his sore eyes and put away the phone.

It seems that he went to Okinawa and experienced a series of things before, which still increased his weight in some people's hearts.

Osamu Dazai stood up straight, patted some dust on his clothes because his back was against the wall, and walked towards the direction in the analysis.

The young master, who was once known for his intelligence, also showed extraordinary intelligence in many places during his life in Yokohama after escaping from home. It is normal to see that this incident was planned by someone behind the scenes.

Then it is also normal for people who see this to design him on this basis.

Not long after he left, Osamu Dazai, who was pointed at his head by a group of people who were wrapped up all over his body, thought with a little leeway.

Even though he was surrounded by people, Osamu Dazai didn't show any panic on his face, he just subconsciously clenched the stone flower pendant on his chest.

In the next second, the sword light descended from the sky, and the silver-haired uncle in military uniform descended from the sky, chopping down all the surrounding people to the ground.

Killing him here or holding him hostage is the most stupid thing to do.

So... Whoever helped him at this time is the biggest suspect.

Osamu Dazai looked up at the uncle in front of him.

"Are you a kid from Mr. Zhongli's family?" The uncle said with a very contagious and sassy smile, "Why did you get blocked? It was really careless. Fortunately, I happened to pass by."

He didn't hide that he had investigated Mr. Zhongli, which was very smart.

Osamu Dazai took a step back vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"What? There are still people who don't know me?" The uncle fell down after being shocked, and then regained his high spirits in the next moment, "Then let me introduce myself full of novelty! I am Fukuchi Sakurachi."

The hero Fukuji Sakurachi was broadcast on TV, and Osamu Dazai suddenly realized, but he still didn't show a very trusting attitude, just tried to walk away immediately with a look of "I have something urgent to go first".

Fukuji Sakurachi, who originally intended to be a ulterior motive, naturally would not let him leave easily. The two pushed and pulled moderately for a while, and Osamu Dazai finally revealed his purpose under the credibility of the "hero" name.

"Someone wants to plot against Mr. Zhongli?" Fudi Ying frowned and said, "Or through Verlaine?"

"Don't you believe it?" Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, "Indeed, my guess is really untenable..."

"Believe it."

"Ugh?"

Fukuchi Sakura gave a thumbs up, showing a mouthful of healthy white teeth with a smile, "You are a smart kid, there must be evidence for thinking so. I appreciate your attitude of wanting to help those who have helped you, how about just How about letting me help you?"

Osamu Dazai hesitated and said, "Is this okay?"

"No problem." Fukuchi Sakura waved her hand confidently, "I have the final say on the hound's actions, not to mention that the old man came to Yokohama to prevent Verlaine from causing trouble, and investigating these is also my job."

So Osamu Dazai and Fukuji Sakurachi acted together all night.During this period, he was attacked many times by "black hands behind the scenes", each time Fukuji Sakurachi helped him block it.

All the way to this house which is the final destination.

"Let him run away." Dazai Osamu squatted on the ground listlessly, looking at the scattered music scores, broken glass and sawdust, said so.

"I'll let the hounds look for it." Fukuchi Sakura looked at the petrified ocean outside the window, and said seriously, "This matter was an oversight by the military and police, and maybe some people above were involved... If you dare to mess up Yokohama like this, I will make them pay the price they deserve."

"Ah, is that right? Then thank you in advance." Osamu Dazai stood up slowly while supporting his knees, and nodded at Fukuchi Sakurachi, "Please trouble me for running around with me for so long tonight, thank you very much, I also going back."

With that said, the boy turned around and was about to go out the door.

"Dazai-kun, as I said, I appreciate you very much, and your mind is also very good. If you really want to protect Mr. Zhongli,"

Fukuji Sakurachi suddenly made a sound, and when Dazai Osamu looked back, he blinked mischievously, "Do you want to join the Hound?"

"……Ugh?"

The fish is hooked.