Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky.

The leader of the rats of the dead house.

He is now sitting on a park bench with a cat.

Don't ask him why he's sitting here.

He didn't know the reason either.

Asking is the will of God.

Tosi closed his eyes, perhaps the dizziness from anemia came up again.When he was at the port of Mafia, well, earlier, Tosi was already used to this occasional feeling of weakness.

The afternoon sun was a bit strong, leaving light spots on the ground through the leaves, and a little light fell on the face, making everything hazy.Really glaring.

Dazai Maomao obediently squatted beside him, enjoying the afternoon sun.

This Dosi was different from the one he had seen, only it was paler, sicker and more thoughtful.This sickness has reached a point, like rice paper soaked in water, which makes people feel that it will shatter if touched lightly.Dazai felt that now any wild dog could send Tuo Si to the hospital and directly into the ICU.

It's poor, he kind of pities Fyodor like that.So tired, so tired.Dazai couldn't guess why Tosi was so tired, but there should be several reasons.But no matter how tired Tosi was, he shouldn't have such a heavy sense of despair.

Thinking and speculating over and over again, but can't find a glimmer of hope, racking your brains, and can't find the hopelessness of the answer.

It was the sense of despair that Dazai was very, very familiar with.

One person and one cat are relatively silent.

It seems that very few people will go to chat with a cat, except for those who treat pets as family members and innocent children.

People who know Osamu Dazai will always have a strong sense of sight when seeing Dazai Maomao for the first time.

The eyes are so similar.It is a kind of resemblance that hits the soul directly.

So similar that the difference between humans and cats can be ignored.

However, they will all find out in the next moment that the two are fundamentally different.

Dazai Maomao's eyes are so clear, like fine glass marbles, one can look directly into the other from one end.And the eyes of the other person are an abyss that can never be seen to the bottom, and everything in the world is deposited.

After sitting quietly for a while, Tosi took out the device and lowered his head to send a message to someone. He should be giving an order to the mouse of the dead house.

The best way to suppress fatigue is to do more exhausting work.Just allow yourself to keep doing something without leaving any gaps, and you won't have time to feel tired.Don't let your mind dwell on fruitless thinking, which will only produce useless pessimism.

Dosi was wondering about something, which was also the source of the sense of despair.

Dazai was wondering why Tosi was confused, and Tosi's firmness was comparable to Kunikida's love for ideals.Pursuing believers seldom have doubts.

Although he is determined to destroy, what he pursues is rebirth.

Tosi was also puzzled, he wondered why the cat had doubts.

Before the doubtful emotions became matryoshka, Tosi put down his work first.

He looked down at Dazai who was squatting, and Dazai looked up at him.

"Really, beautiful eyes..."

Dazai felt a little pissed off, this was by no means a simple compliment or exclamation.When Dostoevsky said this, it was like a perverted murderer saw a girl in her prime and smiled happily.

Hey, you have beautiful eyes.

Maybe I have thought of the next step in my mind, whether I am bleeding the girl's hideous face to take out the eyes calmly, or I have already soaked those beautiful eyeballs in the pungent formalin solution and put them in the mouth. Appreciate it on the cabinet full of collections.

He is now the girl on stage.

Tosi is the one holding the knife.

Tosi had murderous intentions towards him.

Intent to kill a cat.

Dazai couldn't imagine how Tosi would deal with a cat now, it was too funny.

Use Sin and Punishment on a cat?

Dazai can laugh at this joke for a year.

However, Dosi really stretched out his hand.

Using his usual way of touching his head to kill, and his usual expression of piety and pity on his face.

Dazai is not afraid, crime and punishment will not hurt him, as a cat, he has no problem turning around and running away.He kept it only for information.

Ah, that's not right, when Dazai was afraid of death, he wanted to hug and feel with all his heart.Death is not a big deal, it is just an extension of daily life, an essential experience in life.He even tilted his head slightly, and adjusted his posture to watch Dosi's hand approach.

This is such a thing worth looking forward to, it is simply a dreamlike expectation.

Ke Tuosi's hand stopped on his forehead, and stopped a cat's hair away from him.

One centimeter forward is death.

Dazai was slightly puzzled, while Tosi moved his hand down, as if gently stroking along the cat's cheek.Only Dazai knew that Tosi didn't even touch a single hair of him.

Fyodor raised his head, facing the light, his purple eyes were filled with blurred light.

"Happiness to the world.

Blessings to the children."

Well, now Dazai is sure, Fyodor is still that lunatic, he still insists on that seemingly crazy and unrealistic ideal, and he looks even crazier.

He thought it would be better to go back to the detective agency, he had been sneaking away for so long, Mr. Ranpo must be angry by now.

Thinking of this, Dazai Maomao simply trotted to the convenience store. The clerk of the convenience store skillfully scratched the cat's chin, and gave out a small bag of snacks with a smile.Half of it is what he wants to eat, and the other half is for the members of the detective agency.

Dazai Maomao was about to leave with the bag of snacks in his mouth.

only……

Dazai looked at Tuosi who was on the bench, and he closed his eyes again, his brows frowning.He can easily see the deeper things under the indifferent shell of Tosi, maybe the souls are similar, or maybe they are smart enough to see through each other.In addition, in his previous life, he and that Tuosi played so many scenes together, and he already knew something about this person.

He has rare pity for this person, how amazing this pity is, it's like having pity for his past self, it's a joke

Dazai Maomao sighed, for the sake of Tosi not being malicious towards him.

He picked a piece of high-calorie food and put it down.

Tsk, shouldn't all the rats in the ground be slick with fat? How could one of them be so anemic that he was on the verge of fainting.

After doing this, he trotted back to the detective agency, not caring about the reaction of Tuo Si behind him.

He has already begun to regret his unnecessary actions, why bother to pity the devil, in their own world, they are still rivals who wish each other to die.

But that world seems to be very far away.

Dazai Maomao took a look at his paws, they were fluffy, like mangosteens that had just been peeled, and belonged to cats.

It's already a cat.

Dazai thought so.

He lived a completely different life, ah no, Maosheng, a life so warm that people feel like melting.Perhaps it was because of being melted, Dazai felt that he was a little soft now, well, the cat's body is very soft, like water.The heart is also very soft.

Like cheese with melted edges, very fragrant and soft... Dazai stared at the cheese in the snack bag, drooling a little, the packaging bag can't stop the cat's nose from smelling, the milky smell of cheese keeps wafting out , I have already imagined the sticky sweetness of cheese melting on the tip of the tongue in my mind, it is so tempting.

Cough, removing the part that belongs to food, Dazai's thinking has returned to the main topic, he is too soft-hearted now.

Soft enough to feel pity for his former opponents.

However, he is already a cat, no matter how much he participates, he cannot integrate into our world like a human.He is like a bystander, and he can only be a bystander.At some point, Dazai Maomao realized that this world has its own development, and this world has its own protagonist, and there is no need for him, an outsider, to interfere, he just needs to watch from the sidelines.

Therefore, Dazai Maomao did not choose to participate in the plot, nor did he think about changing the world line. The small details are irrelevant, but he has been watching the big event, and will not make trouble or help.He is already very satisfied, the unknown existence has pulled him into this world, enjoying such a beautiful feline life.He can express his feelings freely now, and there will always be someone who will tolerate him.

Well, except for Akutagawa, which is not given in cans.

All in all, this is really a wonderful world like heaven.It’s so beautiful that it’s unreal, it’s so beautiful that Dazai can’t help taking care of it, it’s so beautiful that Dazai sees everything with a cute filter, people like the rats in the house of death can feel pitiful, and people like Akutagawa are actually a little stupid.

Dazai felt that he was really hopeless.

……

In the afternoon, in the detective agency, Dazai, who had just fallen asleep, jumped up with a strange panic in his voice.

Dazai Maomao's pupils trembled, and the eyes shrank into a thin slit.

He arched his back and stretched a lazy waist that contained shock, during which time his eyes never left the door of the detective agency.

Fyodor, he really didn't expect that the person he met just now would meet again now.

It was also the detective agency that Tuo Si took the initiative to come to.

Dazai was already thinking about the possibility of Yokohama being destroyed tomorrow.

My God, the underground mouse crawled out and came to find the cat.

The level of vigilance of the detective agency has been raised to the highest level, and the president and Ranpo are responsible for communicating with him.

Every word of this person must be treated with caution.

Ranbu put on his glasses, and his emerald green eyes kept staring at Tosi, the leader of this transnational intelligence organization.

People who can't see through random steps.

what……

Ranpo also said that he couldn't see through the leader of Mafia at the port.

But in fact, Master Luanbu can't see through, that is, 100 meters into 99 meters, and that one meter is right to leave some privacy for others.

Just like Osamu Dazai's taijutsu, Fyodor's frailty.One of these two is a mafia, and the other is a Russian boy.

The physical skills of the Mafia are mediocre, and the Russians are weak.

In fact, we... still can't beat it.

And then there's gun law and crime and punishment.

Luanbu can't see through, mainly because he can't see through the human heart. Some people's minds are too complicated and cannot be explained by simple reasoning.

What this well-meaning Russian is going to do now makes Mr. Ranpo a little stupid.

Fyodor came to the detective agency this time to cooperate with the detective agency.

"I want to cooperate with your company to deal with the port mafia."

silence.

And look in the eyes of fools.

For such an impossible thing, I couldn't find a reason to refuse it for a while.

The partition wall has cat ears.

Dazai Maomao, who was so shocked, lost his sense of balance, fell from the hammock, made a solid crashing sound, and then collapsed on the ground into a puddle of cat cakes, allowing Oda to salvage it.

He once suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Hasn't your company always been against the mafia? Given this opportunity, don't you want to deal with the mafia?"

Luanbu smiled coldly, not to mention the conspiracy behind this foreign organization seeking cooperation.

As far as the confrontational situation in Yokohama is concerned, outsiders are never allowed to intervene.

The three-moment conception is now in the most balanced state.

The final answer can only be:

Never cooperate.

But the detective agency also needs to give a reason.

Ranpo is not good at this kind of scene talk.

So the president spoke.

"The Rat of the Dead House is an intelligence organization active in the underground, and has always had a bad reputation. The detective agency will never agree to cooperate." Although this organization has not yet started to do things in Yokohama, it will sooner or later.

In fact, before the military and police are notified, it is already the best of benevolence.Although there was no notice, it was only because of fear of follow-up troubles.

Sure enough, the president doesn't know how to talk about scenes... Dazai Maomao sighed in Odasaku's arms.

Dosi always had that ambiguous expression on his face, which didn't change what the others said.He himself knew that this negotiation could not succeed.

Ranpo didn't quite understand why he came to fight this losing battle. In the eyes of the detective, this kind of useless work was quite unnecessary, and only stupid people would do it, and Fyodor was obviously not a stupid person.

"The detective agency will definitely agree in the future." Tosi said firmly.

Rats are all over the streets.

"Meow."

Dazai Maomao let out a soft meow.

The author has something to say:

Well, Fei Jia's mental state is more like that of Hei Shizai.

Will explain later.

太宰猫猫现在是猫了,喵起来那叫一个理所应当。感谢在2020-10-1912:00:00~2020-10-2012:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of non-yi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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