Special investigation report from Yokohama

This kind of temporary barrier for pure spiritual power pile defense is very unstable. In order to prevent the barrier from failing, Hong Yao has been holding Osamu Dazai's arm.The two walked to the mountainside one after the other, and the stench dissipated a little because of the wind direction and distance.She pulled off the clothes that were used as a mask: "Dazai-kun, I'm going to contact the police now, you go back to the shrine to inform--Dazai-kun?"

Hearing the sound, Osamu Dazai lowered his head slightly, and saw the part where the two bodies intersected—to be precise, he looked at the hand that Koyaku was holding his own.She must have tore off a piece of the clothes in a hurry, and now the sleeves of the haori are a bit shorter, and the autumn-colored kimono sleeves can be seen inside.The two layers of cuffs slid down with the inclination of her arms, revealing a forearm with neat lines without any fat.

The triple color contrast is sharp, and here, at this moment, at this moment, here, her sense of presence is so clear.

But the small restaurant owners they ate together had no memory of her, and the gossiping bosses he walked through the fish market didn't mention her, even himself—he recalled the first time he followed her The cicadas chirping in midsummer when they walked up the path, recalling the smell of the wet sea water when they first met, and even recalling that night under Lupin’s light, Oda Sakunosuke said in his usual calm tone, “then there is no way.” .

But before that, their initial encounter - how did he notice the man "Red Medicine"?And how did you make the judgment that "she belongs to the Supernatural Secret Service Division"?These things should have been remembered more firmly due to complex reasoning and games, but now he can't find any evidence of their existence in his mind.

The red medicine removed the barrier, and the hazy golden light that connected the two turned into dots of light, dissipating in the air.Then, she politely let go of her hand, except for the caught folds on the sleeves of the suit, there was nothing to prove that she had dragged him across the long passage.

... In maybe only a few days in the future, he will completely forget her existence like these folds that are destined to disappear.Osamu Dazai remembered what he had heard by chance again, she once said "you can't stay here for too long"... So that's what she meant.

Then she knew it from the very beginning, and Osamu Dazai made a conclusion indifferently.Just like Huangliang Yimeng, or any story similar to that, she will become a faint symbol before long, and then she will be completely polished by time until she disappears.

And under this powerful inhuman force, he could only keep silent, let the memory wear away unconsciously, until the last residual impression disappeared in an inexplicable sense of loss, her existence and her disappearance were irrelevant. Have nothing to do with him again.

It's a good thing.

If what is gained is destined to be lost, then it is better to let him lose completely.When you have completely recovered to nothing, you don't have to face the ugly state of being empty-handed again after losing.

...is a good thing.He disassembled and combined these three words, convincing himself word by word.

Osamu Dazai is really elusive.Even though she had such a premonition when they met for the first time, Hong Yao still sighed like this countless times during the more than a month of getting along.

She didn't know what Osamu Dazai was thinking in front of her, but she knew that she couldn't let him continue thinking about it—to get into the corner would only get deeper and deeper, until she locked herself in the iron room and was beyond redemption.

"Dazai?" She uttered again, bringing him back to his senses.

Osamu Dazai met her dark eyes, which were full of undisguised worry.She is very good at expressing her emotions, Osamu Dazai doesn't know whether this is her own talent, or her pity based on "he will forget anyway".He opened his mouth, but Hong Yao asked one step ahead of him: "What happened? You look very bad."

When I questioned him, I couldn't help turning a corner: "Shouldn't Miss ask what happened in the village?"

...he is hesitating?What are you hesitating about?Even though she didn't know that Osamu Dazai had deduced the world's rejection of her from the performance of others, Koyao still recognized the emotions displayed by Osamu Dazai with her rich experience.

"Of course I have to ask about the village affairs," Hong Yao replied, hoping to dispel his hesitation from nowhere with a calm attitude, "but that's after confirming that you're fine."

She intuitively felt that these words had the opposite effect, because after she finished speaking, Osamu Dazai almost closed his mouth hastily.Hong Yao was puzzled and wanted to ask, but he changed the topic before she could ask: "Miss is really sharp, you can guess the cause and effect almost the same. It is a toxin with supernatural powers researched by the military at the end of the war. Amazing. But there is no need to call the police, counting the time, Yukio Mishima's actions should have attracted the group of people who deal with the aftermath."

"Did you figure it out?" Hong Yao frowned, "When did you find out?"

"...in the beginning," he replied.

Hong Yao didn't even want to ask how the "beginning" started, and her intuition told her that if she asked too carefully, she might piss herself off.She was thinking carefully about what else to do, when Osamu Dazai said, "The river in the village flows all the way to the town, right? Miss Hongyao, please go down the mountain first and inform the villagers that you are a priest, and they will believe you."

This is business, and Hong Yao's expression became serious: "What about you?"

"I'm going back to the shrine to change!" He wrinkled his nose, "It stinks after staying in the village for so long!"

...and your nose is not malfunctioning!Knowing that the smell is still there, motionless.Hong Yao waved his hands speechlessly to let him go, and told him by the way: "Tell Yin, stay in the shrine and don't come out!"

Osamu Dazai watched Hong Yao hurry down the mountain, was silent for a long time, finally turned around and walked up the mountain.But he didn't go back to the shrine as he said, but turned a corner and plunged into the deeper jungle.

On the other side, Hong Yao's pace also changed sharply, cutting straight to the lower reaches of the river.A visitor from another world who stays in this world for too long will be rejected, and the most obvious signal is that everyone begins to forget her existence.If she counts correctly, the townspeople have almost forgotten who she is by now, and it may not be easy for her to go down the mountain and use her identity as a priest to call. It is no problem to block a small stream that is not too wide until the arrival of professionals.

Along the way, there were small animals crawling out with black water, and the red medicine set up an enchantment all over the body. As we walked and chopped, we could basically see the transmission mechanism of this toxin: probably bitten It will be poisoned and flow black water, and it will die in a short time. After death, it will rot rapidly in the blink of an eye.She doesn't know if it's a product of supernatural powers, but it does look weird and disgusting.Spiritual power can heal most injuries but cannot be used to detoxify. Hong Yao held her breath and concentrated on walking more carefully.

The downstream stream water is very clear, no trace of pollution can be seen.Although she knew that even if she was polluted, she probably wouldn't be able to see it, but seeing the crystal clear stream was always a psychological comfort.Hong Yao squatted down, mobilized the spiritual power in her body, the golden light fell on the soil, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the flow of the gurgling stream slowly slowed down, and finally stopped in front of an invisible barrier.The stream stirs up small waves, and occasionally you can see the golden light flashing on the edge of the waves, and the accumulated water slowly expands into a shallow pond.

It's done.Hong Yao heaved a sigh of relief.

After some tossing, the sun had already set in the west.Under the gradually light night, the bright golden light rising into the sky is particularly conspicuous.

Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks.

There shouldn't be any infected creatures going to the shrine, and the barrier of the shrine was triggered. It could only be that the red medicine set up a card below to intercept the stream, and the barrier was triggered simultaneously.With Hong Yao's character, if the plan she proposed was feasible, she would not use her extra strength.

But when he asked her to evacuate the crowd, she obviously didn't give an explanation.

Osamu Dazai didn't intend to think deeply about what this meant, but his mind was sometimes faster than his heart.The feeling of being deceived and abandoned was disgusting. He lowered his eyes and ears and listened quietly. There were already more rustling sounds around him, and the sound of the helicopter propeller had not yet come. Then he finally realized that he had been deceived by the three Yukio Shima will be furious, I don't know who he will target for revenge - him, Port Mafia, or the upcoming Supernatural Secret Service?

The young man was thinking casually, he did not know when he held the gun in his hand, raised his hand and fired into the grass.The person who was shot was probably a mammal, but it was not clear what it was. The moment the black water splashed out from the bullet hole, its exposed flesh quickly decayed. Osamu Dazai bent down and pushed aside the autumn grass, He glanced at the pile of rotten flesh that was beginning to emit a stench with disgust: "So it's like this..."

He quickly lost interest in this pile of carrion, and stepped up again, walking deeper into the forest.Behind him, rustling voices followed all the way.

The red medicine was found to be wrong halfway down the mountain.She couldn't stop all the animals on the mountain, so she was planning to go down the mountain to remind the police as a passerby. Unexpectedly, the further down the mountain, the fewer animals she encountered.

In the first place, this is not a surprising thing. The small animals on the mountain would take the initiative to avoid human settlements, and they were obviously poisoned on purpose like that village.However, she found that there were still animals rushing up the mountain—this was very strange, in broad daylight, such animals rarely acted so blatantly.

Although it is a good thing that they take the initiative to stay away from the crowd, it is not necessarily in case Yukio Mishima has other conspiracy.She released her spiritual power to sense the whereabouts of the animals. Although the two barriers divided most of her spiritual power, the remaining power was enough for her to roughly detect the movements of the animals.

They're all heading in one direction - don't ask, it's definitely not unusual.

Hong Yao's hands subconsciously landed on the handle of the knife, caressing the carvings on the handle.This is her habitual action when thinking, and soon, she opened the contact terminal of the Government of Time.

"Oda? It's me, Hong Yao." She took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, something happened here, and I need your help."

No matter what Yukio Mishima wanted to do, it was right to run over and interrupt him now.According to Osamu Dazai, the personnel who will deal with this matter will arrive soon, and she can deal with Yukio Kamishima and those animals for a while, and before Sakunosuke Oda arrives, she has enough spiritual power to protect herself.

After making up her mind, Hong Yao ran in the direction of the animals.The more she ran, the more rustling sounds around her. She walked and killed all the way, and the animals seemed crazy and refused to back down.Hong Yao followed their trend and plunged into the depths of the forest, the more he ran, the more he felt that something was wrong.

She can almost guess what Yukio Mishima is thinking now, probably like Gide at that time—maybe a little crazier than Gide.At the end of the war, the side he was on was called injustice by the whole world. It was impossible for him to reflect on himself in his brainwashed state, and he could only become more and more crazy.Now that the laboratory he was in was also abolished, he launched revenge—since he couldn't take revenge on the "enemy", he could only take revenge on these innocent people.

Since this kind of lunatic slaughtered a village, he probably wouldn't mind slaughtering a town.He wished to lure these crazy animals to the town, why would he take them to a place where no one was around?

With that in mind, a gunshot sounded not far away.Yukio Mishima doesn't need a gun, he knows how to use a gun, and the only one who can do all this is Osamu Dazai!What the hell is he doing!

Hong Yao looked left and right, but couldn't tell which way Osamu Dazai was going, so he had to hold on to a slanted and thick branch next to him, turned over and climbed to the top of the tree, trying to search for the trace of the piper.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai was wearing a black suit, which was actually conspicuous in the autumn forest.Supplemented by spiritual power, Hong Yao quickly determined his direction and took a shortcut to run there.

The bullet was empty, and the distance was almost the same as he predicted.Osamu Dazai glanced at the blue line in the distance, threw the gun in the grass, and dodged sideways.The blade stabbing from behind left a deep wound on his right arm, and half of the corner of his clothes was cut off to the ground. Osamu Dazai ignored his bleeding hand and turned around indifferently.

"Ah, isn't this Mishima-kun?" The corner of the clothes that fell on the ground was quickly torn off by the animals that rushed up. Osamu Dazai looked at the attacker with a frivolous tone, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Yukio Mishima looked at him coldly, and after being burned by the anger of betrayal, a deeper flame precipitated.This young man's mind frightened him. He still doesn't know how he destroyed his research materials and how he notified his superiors.But no matter how amazing his wisdom is, it is meaningless. At this moment, his life will end here.

He raised the knife, this time, the boy didn't hide any more, just looked at him with eyes that were quieter than a dead leaf.

Cut it off.There was such a silent invitation in that eye.

The author has something to say:

Let’s just assume that spiritual power has its own air disinfection and filtration function. In short, red medicine is a wrong example, don’t imitate it!

When writing this chapter, I screamed in my heart to isolate and disinfect protective clothing and masks.

Reading comprehension: May I ask how many times did Osamu Dazai's mental activities go through changes in this chapter?What are they? (you

I have to say that being friends, Hong Yao is more congenial with Zhong. The two of them are probably the kind of people who are honest when they meet each other, and when they say goodbye, they are unrestrained and unrestrained. .

Medicine and Zai...if they are separated, one is probably not at ease and the other is not at ease.