Dazai climbed Mount Kongtong overnight

Hearing Dazai Osamu's "meow", Fyodor's expression froze, and then he actually laughed.

He laughed and coughed bloody foam, and then said, "Squeak~"

At the same time, a red heart appeared "biu" above Fyodor's head.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Before he had time to respond to Fyodor's perverted behavior of being unable to control his love after being stabbed, the two people's bodies were empty, and they fell weightlessly in an instant.

"Rats are very good at escaping and hiding." Fyodor smiled at him in mid-air, "I lost this time, but I will definitely pay more attention next time."

Before the words fell, the person disappeared, and only Osamu Dazai controlled his body and barely landed safely.

"Ding Dang——" the silver knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which even echoed in the closed and quiet space.

Osamu Dazai patted the ashes off his body, got up and looked around the room.

The room was obviously tampered with and locked, and there might be a bomb that was about to explode.

Gogol used his ability to transfer the two of them unexpectedly into the mid-air of this room, and then transferred Fyodor away alone when Osamu Dazai and Fyodor were separated.

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, walked over and picked up the silver knife that belonged to Fyodor on the ground.

Of course, this is also in his plan.

Except that Fyodor's sudden heart outburst had really taken him by surprise.

Thinking of the scene just now, Osamu Dazai's expression became a little subtle.

It turns out that Fyodor will also be controlled by the script.

Osamu Dazai rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, and couldn't help shivering again.

The bandage that was originally tied on his arm was torn off by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko when he fell off the rose bush, and was cut by Fyodor's knife on the other side, and it was gone now.

There was a little blood oozing from the cut arm, the wound was not deep, and the blood had even stopped, so Osamu Dazai didn't bother to care about it.

What?Poison and narcotics?

Anesthetics are indeed a bit troublesome, and his current actions are slightly affected.

But there is no need to care about the poison at all. Without even thinking about it, he and Fyodor must have taken the antidote in advance.

Even Gogol and Sigma are prepared.

Only Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, who personally prepared the three poisoned and anesthetized guns, had no precautions at all.

So Shibusawa Tatsuhiko has solved it, but Fyodor and Gogol have not yet, there is still the last step.

Osamu Dazai easily picked the door lock of this room, hummed and walked towards the elevator.

Gogol's spatial ability has a limited range. After transferring and saving Fyodor from the top floor, there are only a few places to choose from. After relevant elimination, it is easy to determine where they will fall.

The script was torn up and the actions in a hurry, with mental calculations and carelessness, can catch even the most cunning mouse.

Osamu Dazai was standing in front of a door, and Sigma quickly opened the door for him, and who was it not Gogol and Fyodor who had just escaped?

Look, the mice have fallen into the trap completely.

"I didn't expect that even this step was calculated by you?" Gogol smiled as he walked in with surprised eyes.

The white-haired, blond-eyed magician lost the magic he was proud of, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, his fingers were even trembling slightly, but the expression on his face was very relaxed and natural, as if he was completely indifferent to his current dangerous situation. Care about the same.

The face of Fyodor next to him was even paler than before, blood stained his hand covering his chest, his eyes scanned around, and finally settled on the floor below him, which looked normal.

He seemed to understand something completely, and his sharp purple eyes looked at Sigma who was holding a strange gun.

Sigma was taken aback, and immediately hid behind Osamu Dazai almost subconsciously, his hands and feet almost went limp in fear, and quickly wanted to hand the gun to Osamu Dazai to face the two people.

"Your ability is so troublesome, how could it be possible that I didn't prepare to specifically target your backhand?" Osamu Dazai replied to Gogol, instead of taking the gun that Sigma handed him, he just walked over with the silver knife.

A black-haired man in a blood-stained white suit squatted in front of the sweating Gogol, raised his chin with a silver knife, looked down at him with dark eyes and smiled, "Actually, you also expected this fate." Well, but you still gave up on running away and went to rescue Fyodor-kun, this friendship is really touching."

Sigma was holding a gun in the back, with a complicated expression, hesitating to speak.

So what, why does it feel like they are more evil villains now?

Gogol opened his eyes slightly, but his expression of surprise quickly turned into happiness.

"Although I'm very happy that you admit that Tuosi and I are friends." He blinked shyly, "but I have to be honest, I saved him only to kill him with my own hands later."

Fyodor: "..."

Osamu Dazai was amused, turned his head to Fyodor who looked helpless and said, "Mr. Fyodor, you really have an amazing good friend, how is it? Are you moved when you hear such words?"

Fyodor couldn't help but laugh.

After Osamu Dazai turned his head and saw the red heart on his head, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Gogol continued happily: "There is another reason, Mr. Dazai. I judge the current situation. If Tosi dies, I can't kill you alone. You are more than I imagined. It's even more powerful, but if I can't kill you, I will never be able to escape from the bondage of this prison of emotion."

He sighed: "In the end, even this point was included in your calculations. You really didn't believe me in the first place, right? The assistant you really chose is Sigma. Even now, I don't quite understand this point."

Whether it is the original manga or this project, Osamu Dazai finally chose to trust and cooperate to the end, only Sigma.

But with all due respect, although Sigma is really fun, he is not comparable to them in terms of ability or personality.

Especially after the initial mission of obtaining intelligence and setting up the sky casino, Sigma is already a useless child who can be thrown away at any time.

Even if the trap that traps them in such a way that affects the activation of the ability is definitely set by Sigma under the command of Osamu Dazai, as long as Osamu Dazai thinks, it can be completed even without Sigma.

Sigma, who is very sensitive in this regard, changed his expression, his lips twitched, but he didn't speak in the end, because that was the truth, he was indeed just a mortal who was used and discarded at will.

"What's so strange about this, of course it's because I just like to get along with ordinary people like that." Dazai Zhizhi said naturally.

Because Sigma is the most normal person in the world, well, although he is the most normal but not human, isn't that more interesting?He is still a fun joker, and Osamu Dazai is happy and relaxed when he gets along with him.

Sigma was taken aback for a moment, and was a little moved and happy at once, but before the words came out of his mouth, he was frightened away by Osamu Dazai's next actions.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand, and neatly inserted the knife into Gogol's chest who was lying on the ground, unable to move. There was even a smile on his face that didn't change.

"The trick of delaying time won't work. You guys know too much. It's better to die to make me feel at ease." have to be plugged in.

The pupil of Sigma, who also knew too much, trembled, his hand trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the gun and fell.

There were three knives in total, all of which were poisoned and anesthetized, and Osamu Dazai stabbed three people with them.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Fyodor, Gogol, and now only Sigma is left.

Sigma shuddered.

Gogol, who has always pursued freedom and moved quickly because of the space ability, felt for the first time that the ability was disturbed and could not be activated, so he could only lie on the ground stiffly and watch someone stab a knife into his chest.

He felt the real danger of death.

"This kind of knife can't kill you yet, and the poison is completely useless."

Gogol opened his eyes wide, and saw the black-haired, kite-eyed man let go of his hand holding the knife, took off half of the poker mask on his face, and then showed a child-like smile.

"Before I actually kill you, I want to chat with you a little bit, for example...how does it feel to die?" Is it the ultimate goal you are pursuing? That's great, you will soon be completely liberated and gain real freedom, I really envy you."

Gogol looked into his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah." The crazy clown showed an extremely normal expression for the first time, his eyes full of reason and gentleness, "My mood is calmer than ever before, and I have never been so happy and free as I am now. Sure enough, only Only you can truly understand me, Dazai-kun. It’s a pity that I can’t let you go together, too.”

"Although we have chosen different paths, we are all monsters who are incompatible with the world. We hate the world and are rejected by the world, and even doubt ourselves and suffer."

"Give up fighting against the world, give up fighting against yourself, let go of everything and embrace death. Is this what it feels like?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai looked down at him and raised his gun, "But I still have something to do, and I can't die yet."

He said softly, "I really envy you."

"boom--"

Sigma shook his shoulders, closed his eyes and dared not look.

"Is there anything else to say in the end?" He heard Osamu Dazai asking, but the man immediately repented, "Forget it, I have nothing to say to you."

Fyodor laughed twice, his voice was weak but calm: "Dazai-kun, are you being too cruel to me? Won't you explain those puzzles to me at the end? I haven't figured out all the answers yet. , it seems that some key information is missing."

"But I don't really want to waste time explaining to you." Osamu Dazai said, "Is it only cold to you, maybe, but I have been thinking about killing you for too long, so long that now I only have excitement and joy , I can hardly control the smile on my face~"

Sigma couldn't bear it any longer. He opened his eyes and looked over, and saw a terrifying smile on Osamu Dazai's face that couldn't be described with words like darkness, coldness and malice. There was even a blush of joy and excitement on his fair cheeks. .

"Goodbye." He smiled and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

Sigma stared blankly at the man in white who looked like a demon, until the expressionless blood-stained face turned around, until the empty and dark eyes looked at him, he completely reacted with shock, even He couldn't help but took a step back in fear.

It wouldn't surprise Sigma if Osamu Dazai killed him now.

At no time has Sigma realized so clearly that Osamu Dazai is really powerful and also really terrifying.

But the man threw away the gun, changed his face and said with a happy smile: "Okay, our work is finally over, we are exhausted, and we can finally rest. Let's go, go back and meet everyone in the detective agency. Just leave the job to Ango~"

"No, damn it, I still have to save a dark dwarf who is running amok. Tsk, well, let's go there for a while and see if Zhongye is dead~"

The man's face changed quickly, and the temperature on his body returned quickly. He puffed up his face like a child and started chattering dissatisfiedly, and even walked out with brisk steps.

Sigma looked at his back, feeling a great sense of unreality in her heart.

However, Osamu Dazai didn't kill him, so he didn't seem to be surprised?

Sigma was in a daze, unable to understand what was going on right now, or what Dazai Osamu was going to do to him.

That man, will he really take him back to the Armed Detective Agency and give him a real home?

What kind of person is Osamu Dazai?

Sigma didn't know, and he was increasingly uncertain.

Even after reading his comics, even knowing about writing his novels, even cooperating with him in reality, even being recognized by him as a companion...

Even now, Sigmar has more doubts and uncertainties about him.

Sigma took a deep breath, clenched his fists and followed Osamu Dazai.

It's incredible that such a feeling of fear and peace of mind can be felt from one person at the same time.

What's even more inconceivable is that, now that he's calmed down, he actually feels an indescribable worry and...distress towards Osamu Dazai?

Sigma held her head in doubt about life, thinking that her brain might be broken.

However, the expression of Osamu Dazai when he shot the gun was still deeply engraved in his mind, and he couldn't help but frantically recall the eyes he looked at him...

That person was obviously killing people, why did it seem like he was the one who died?