[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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"You should have guessed it." I looked at Caroline.

At my age, if I wasn't a person with supernatural powers, how could I become the murder expert she said?

"Indeed, is that white shadow that makes people play around?" Caroline smiled: "Then make a deal, I will help you find the mission target, and you will attend my dinner party a week later." Boyfriend."

I'm not surprised that someone is close to the supernatural body that disappears out of thin air, it's just...

A dinner party in a week?It was also a week later that Mori's diplomat negotiated with the smuggled car Y Group on my behalf.

I tentatively asked, "Y Group's dinner?"

Caroline seemed surprised that I would know this: "Yes, after attending the dinner, there will be an auction. I want you to protect me until the auction is over."

What a coincidence.

I was worried that I would not have a female companion in a week, and now not only do I have one, but she is also the daughter of a local chaebol.

"No problem." I said, "But I have a business to discuss with someone from Group Y, so it doesn't matter."

"Of course not, save me spending a lot of effort to get a new invitation letter." Caroline cut off the new main course, asparagus cod, and put a piece in her mouth: "Our family's main business is a hotel. As long as you don't open a hotel locally, there is no conflict with us."

"Then, happy cooperation." I held up the extremely low-alcohol liqueur, and the clear liquid glistened slightly under the light.

"I earned the protection of a superhuman with such a simple condition." Caroline also raised her glass and smiled.

To be honest, it was done by Osamu Dazai. When I think of French food now, I think of bloody children's livers and pumpkin soup mixed with blood.

His Long Island iced tea also managed to make me lose my mind about alcohol.

This dinner with Miss Caroline cured my two shadows.

The first is my prejudice against the small amount of French food, and the second is my fear of wine. The after-dinner wine has a sweet taste, and there is no discomfort after drinking it. The dishes are delicious and full.

But Osamu Dazai seemed to be able to detect my shadow dissipating from half a world away, and found me a new job.

When it came to dessert, I looked at the fluffy strawberry soufflé, and I was in a good mood, and I talked with Caroline about some French customs.

"It's great to meet Miss Caroline, I don't understand these taboos at all." I sighed sincerely.

"It's this youthfulness that makes you look cute." Caroline pressed down the strawberry on the soufflé, her brows were frivolous: "Want to try it with me, boy."

I took the teasing without changing my face: "Sorry, I have a lover."

Why are you driving while chatting?

Just as I finished saying this, my phone rang.

Who saved the field in such a timely manner!

After saying sorry to Caroline, I checked my phone.

Osamu Dazai.

His face darkened.

What is he looking for me at this time?

Is something wrong?

Just about to go to the bathroom to answer the phone, Miss Caroline spoke first: "Is it your lover? It's okay, don't make her wait too long, just answer it here."

"Sorry." I nodded apologetically and connected the phone.

"Dazai."

There was no human voice on the other end of the phone, only a monotonous sound, like the sound of wind and water, mixed with harsh electronic sounds.

"Dazai?" I had a bad feeling.

He took out another mobile phone that was used for work in his pocket, and dialed the number of Dazai Osamu's new adjutant.

Don't ask me why I have a phone call from Adjutant Dazai Osamu, just ask because everyone is a senior member of the "Where to find the missing team of Osamu Dazai".

"Where is Dazai?" I asked the adjutant.

The adjutant said in a confused tone that hadn't woken up: "Master Bo Ye, you haven't gone to work yet."

I looked at the dark sky outside the restaurant and calculated the eight-hour time difference between France and Japan. It should be around six o'clock in Japan now.

embarrassed...

"Please contact the duty officer to find Dazai, he committed suicide, go to the river to look for him." Momo apologized in my heart, and I hung up the adjutant's call.

While listening to the call from Dazai, the sound of the electric current became louder and louder.

This guy, did he jump into the river and his phone got flooded?

"Dazai."

After calling a few times, there was no response, and the electronic tone on the other end of the phone became more and more piercing. Finally, after a few beeps, the phone hung up.

Seeing my panicked look, Caroline asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have a friend who has suicidal tendencies." I gripped the phone tightly and was calling back, but I couldn't get through.

It should be that the mobile phone that sank to the bottom of the river was scrapped.

It's clearly agreed not to die where I can't see...

"Suicidal?" Caroline frowned.

My voice was trembling: "He may...he succeeded in committing suicide. At the last moment of drowning, he called me."

"Sorry, I have to go back quickly and contact people in China." After Osamu Dazai made such a fuss, I lost all mood and just wanted to go back quickly.

Caroline expressed understanding: "Then, let's call."

"Okay." After saying goodbye to her, I went to the front desk to settle the bill. I hurriedly stopped a car and walked to the hotel where the computer was placed.

On the way, I kept calling members of the port mafia, including my secretary, Sakunosuke Oda, and Mori Ogai.

The secretary is working overtime at the port mafia headquarters, she said that the search and rescue team has been dispatched, so let me not worry.

Oda Sakunosuke heard the sound of getting dressed halfway through what I said, and he said to go find it right away.

Mori Ogai sounded like he hadn't slept all night, and he was a little tired. He was silent for a moment, and said he would send someone to look for him again. At the end of the call, he said meaningfully: "Dazai died, and he called Boba-kun. so good."

Unintentionally responding to Mori Ogai's jokes, I hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words.

Osamu Dazai...

This bastard.

I have done everything I can, the distance is so far, and I am not in Yokohama, I can rescue him at any time. Now I can only wait for the news helplessly, tossing and turning on the bed, anxious.

Finally, I read the information on the smuggled car market sent by Mori Ogai, and let the professional terms and data occupy my brain.

the phone is ringing.

I picked it up eagerly like a hungry tiger rushing for food. It was Osamu Dazai's adjutant. He said that he had found Osamu Dazai and had already sent him to the hospital.

The adjutant said that Osamu Dazai was dying and unconscious.

Oh shit.

Cursing secretly, I suppressed the unspeakable anger in my heart, calmed down, and asked the adjutant to stare at Osamu Dazai, and he must tell me when he wakes up.

Then I transferred [-] yen to the adjutant, asking him to buy some food for Osamu Dazai, pay the hospitalization fee, and use the rest as a thank you fee. Then, ignoring the mixed feelings in his heart, he sent a message to Oda Sakunosuke and continued to stay up late to watch data study.

Fucking talk is nothing, Osamu Dazai, learning is my true love.

But people who have things in their minds can't learn anything even if they fill it up with words and think about it later.

While I was looking at the complicated information and understanding it with the help of the video, Osamu Dazai couldn't be blocked in my mind.

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太宰治：虽然我不在，但是不能没有我，这不是作妖，是宰哥对过去的告别感谢在2022-02-0410:40:48~2022-02-0509:48:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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