The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Happen to know a professional in this field?

Kunikida Doppo glanced at Osamu Dazai unexpectedly, and when he was about to ask further questions, he saw the black-haired boy who was wishing to grow on the chair a moment ago, and stood up with a 'thump'.

He opened the file on the table and scanned the information on it at a glance.

When he saw the "Graduate Department of Engineering, University of Tokyo", Osamu Dazai's iris-colored pupils moved slightly, and he closed the file with both hands, urging impatiently,

"Let's go, Kunikida-kun, now take the Shinkansen, just in time for lunch, hurry up."

"I don't need you to tell me. According to my calculations in the account, the nearest train is 45 minutes away. After meeting with the client, I can stop by to investigate..."

The ginger-haired boy who was reading the account with a serious look paused, and looked suspiciously at Osamu Dazai,

"No, why are you so active this time?"

According to the past development, shouldn't he have been yelling "so troublesome" while looking for opportunities to sneak away?In the end, he followed me honestly, as if he couldn't wait to start working.

The sun finally came out from the west?

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but glance at the sky outside the taxi window.

"What are you talking about Kunikida-kun, I have been looking forward to the work of the detective agency."

The kite-eyed boy sitting in the back row showed a refreshing smile to his colleague in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror,

"Especially this commission."

"Maybe, you may be lucky enough to see the beautiful scenery of Santu River in the rumors! Ah, the water of the underworld flowing in the place of death, and the goddess of Santu River guarding the shore, must be as cold as winter, and it is an excellent place to enter the water." Holy Land~"

Dazai Osamu suddenly wrapped his arms around himself, twisted excitedly, completely intoxicated in his own world.

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

Originally, I wanted to ask for clues about the 'professionals'... Forget it, this guy is probably talking nonsense again.

Kunikida Doppo, who was sitting in the front row, rolled his eyes as usual, ignoring the newcomer's daily silly behavior.

He turned his head straight away, telling the stunned driver to drive away quickly.

****

At the same time, Hell Santugawa

The 'Goddess of Santuchuan' Duoyipo, who was protesting against the high rent with the ghost assistant officer and demanding a price reduction, suddenly had an itchy nose, opened her mouth and sneezed, spattering countless saliva.

A certain black-haired assistant officer with a recording board made a wrong step and nimbly avoided the sudden attack of saliva.

Then it all fell to the side, Tang Gua who happened to come over to ask questions.

Tang Gua: "..."

"Ahhhhhh!!! It fell into the eye! It hurts, no, it stinks!"

Just one step behind, dodging the drooling eggplant: "...Pfft, Tanggua, Don'tmind."

"Is it time to laugh now! You should pass me a tissue, stinky eggplant!"

Tang Gua, whose face was full of saliva, closed his eyes and shouted with a livid face.

Ghost Lantern: "Calm down, Tang Gua, if you speak so loudly, the saliva on your face will flow into your mouth."

The jailer boy froze, his face turned from blue to black.

He turned around abruptly, shouting 'Ahhh, I'm not clean anymore, my first kiss', broke down and rushed to the edge of the Santu River, and then plunged headlong into the sea of ​​blood soaked with countless dead.

Eggplant, who watched his friend throw his back into the sea: "So the point is the 'first kiss'?"

"Well, after all, he is a rookie who is in the turbulent period of youth, and he always pays too much attention to some useless details."

Ghost Lamp calmly ticked the column of 'Santuchuan river water is normal', then as if thinking of something, he stopped his pen, looked at the hunched, white-haired old hag,

"But what a surprise, Duoyi Po, you also sneeze, is it ghost flu?"

"What are you talking about, my body is still young."

The white-haired Duoyi woman said, a blush suddenly appeared on her face,

"However, there is a saying in this world that says 'sneezing suddenly is because someone is missing', maybe there is really a handsome little brother who is missing someone now!"

Eggplant waved his hand and disagreed: "Impossible, impossible."

On the other hand, the ghost and god assistant officer touched his chin, showed a thoughtful expression, and said to Duoyipo,

"Speaking of it, Duoyi, how is your photobook publishing business doing? Do you need my help?"

Duoyi's old eyes lit up: "Huh?"

Eggplant was shocked: "Master Ghost Lantern?!"

On the way back to Yan Mo Hall

Tang Gua and Eggplant, who had washed their faces, followed the ghost lamp, each holding a stack of ultra-luxurious complete photo collections presented by Duoyi Po in their arms.

"Master Ghost Lantern, in order to appease Duoyi Po, have you finally embarked on this road of no return?"

Tang Gua looked at the mosaic photobook in awe, and said with lingering fear,

"The third son will cry if he finds out."

Eggplant, who was naturally dull, also had a disheveled look on his face: "I agree."

"Ah, this word."

The black-haired assistant said flatly, "I'm going to give it away."

"Give someone away?!"

Tang Gua was startled.

Just looking at this will make people squirt blood from the seven orifices in pain, wishing to dig their eyes out, the devil, ghost, and photo album of the Duoyi woman!

To whom?The mythical beast Bai Ze, or the little judge of Mao You's editorial agency?

Did they do something to offend Mr. Ghost Lantern again!

"No, it's not for them this time."

Ghost Lantern glanced at the ghost jailer with frightened eyes, as if he had seen through the other party's complaints, and explained,

"It's a special gift for some enthusiastic people in the present world. After all, the other party supports the work of hell so much, and also helped solve the loopholes in the introduction department—"

The black-haired assistant officer said, narrowing his narrow ghostly eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone,

"Of course, it's better to send a New Year's thank you gift."

The two ghost jailers looked at each other, then carefully raised their heads to look at the expression of a certain assistant officer, they both shuddered.

New Year's gift?It's the death day to thank you.

But they do have an impression of the person mentioned by Mr. Ghost Lamp.

After all, it was a human being who discovered the loopholes in the receiving department by himself, and boldly took advantage of it twice. Of course, he was deeply impressed.

At first, they thought that in the future hell, maybe there will be another prisoner who will be squeezed, heck, he is a versatile and useful jailer colleague, until they saw that Lord Ghost Lantern suddenly asked for leave with a dark face, and brought the weak third son back to recuperate.

Tang Gua was silent for a while, then suddenly turned to his friend and said,

"Eggplant, I remember the paint you used to paint frogs, the bottle that was ground by the black rope hell rock, is there still a lot left?"

"Draw one for him too, it's a thank you gift after all."

The white-haired ghost jailer with docile drooping eyes gave a thumbs up, smiled and said something unexpected,

"Oh! It's finished, it's a huge scene of grilled mackerel!"

"..."

Tang Gua nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, I hope that human being in this world likes this gift from hell.

"...By the way, where is the third son? I haven't seen her in the past few days. Isn't it just after New Year's Day in this world, so I should have a lot of leisure."

Finally remembering that there was something missing around Mr. Ghost Lantern, the two ghost jailers asked strangely.

Just like the sea has ebb and flow.

If there is any time when ghosts are most relaxed, then it must be the Obon Festival and the New Year.

The former is an annual holiday event in hell, while the latter can be said to be the time when neon rarely rests, and the sense of happiness is the strongest in a year.

Correspondingly, the number of deceased persons who need to be extradited is also much less.

On such a rare day when there is no need to rush to the market, the red-haired ghost girl basically sticks to Mr. Ghost Lamp, like when she was a child, following step by step, helping to handle the assistant officer's affairs.

But, of course, there are exceptions.

Ghost Lantern did not answer, but took out the pocket watch from his pocket, opened the watch cover and shook it in front of the two of them.

After seeing the time clearly on the dial, the two ghost jailers let out an 'ah' and showed sympathetic expressions at the same time.

Sure enough, it was because of this time.

That's right, because this time has come.

Tanggua and Eggplant looked at each other, and said tacitly——

"Hell among hells, manga deadline!"

****

at the same time, the present

Graduate School of Engineering, The University of Tokyo

After visiting the client, Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu randomly found a resting place in the campus and began to sort out the collected information.

"The first is the identity of the missing person."

Kunikida Doppo opened the pocketbook he carried with him, looked at the information on the page, frowned slightly,

"Hera Kawaguchi, a professional professor in the Department of Engineering and Astronautics of the University of Tokyo. According to his son Katsuro Kawaguchi, Professor Kawaguchi finished his lecture at [-]pm three days ago, and should have returned to the institute at [-]pm to meet him."

But in fact, Kawaguchi Katsuro did not wait for his father until the sun went down.

The mobile phone couldn't get through, so I went to the university to search, but only got the news that Professor Kawaguchi had left a long time ago.

In fact, according to the camera in the underground parking garage of the University of Tokyo, the scene of Professor Kawaguchi opening the car door was indeed captured, but it was only for a moment, and the next second, the camera stopped working due to a power outage.

When it was restarted under the backup power supply, Professor Kawaguchi's car had disappeared.

Therefore, the school naturally determined that the professor had driven away from the school.

"Could it be that I was in a bad mood for a while and disappeared for a while to find inspiration in other places?"

After receiving the report, the police officer who came to investigate suddenly asked.

After all, such a case has not happened before.

Due to the pressure of work, these wayward old professors would occasionally go to a corner alone to find a breakthrough point. They don't even know when the phone will automatically shut down when it runs out of power.

When the worried family members came to report the case in a hurry, and the police had already begun to consider whether to define it as a kidnapping case, they came out happily and went back to work in the research institute as usual, which shocked everyone.

The most exaggerated one was when the father, who was suspected of having died accidentally, came home and knocked on the door in the middle of the night after a month's interval, scaring his daughter into the emergency room that night.

"impossible!"

Without even thinking about it, Kawaguchi Katsuro denied the police officer's conjecture.

"My father is usually very strict, and he would never leave his job without saying hello! What's more, it is meaningless to leave the laboratory in the field of aerospace equipment that my father studies!"

"Well, calm down Mr. Kawaguchi, we understand your feelings, it's just..."

The investigating police officer was still saying some comforting words, but Kawaguchi Katsuro's heart sank bit by bit.

He knew that he should trust the police, but seeing that the 72-hour prime time was about to pass, they didn't even find any useful clues, not to mention his father's trace.

According to incomplete statistics, 10 people go missing every year.

Among them, at least one-tenth of the so-called old people disappeared due to "senile dementia". Of course, Kawaguchi Katsuro did not think that his father was one of these tenths.

However, he also didn't want to bet on how much the police would spend on it.

Feeling a little hopeless, the man starts trying to find clues himself.

After looking through his father's notes, computer and all the information left behind, he really found a clue.

"It's 'Hell Communication'!"

A man with messy hair and stubble accumulated on his chin, sitting in front of Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu, said excitedly,

"I've done some research. 'Hell communication' is an urban rumor that has suddenly popped up on campus in the past few years."

"Opening the webpage at midnight can send resentful people to hell... Although it is ridiculous to say so, I really found a lot of search records for this thing in my father's computer!"

"Father, father, he has always sneered at such things, suddenly investigating an urban supernatural rumor, there must be something hidden!"

In fact, on a certain level, Kawaguchi's speculation is not unreasonable.

Just imagine, a scientist who has been researching aerospace equipment all his life suddenly collects supernatural rumors, which makes people feel suspicious no matter how they think about it.

And this is also the reason why Kawaguchi Katsuro found Yokohama's Armed Detective Agency for help through various relationships, relying on the reports on the "opera actress case" in the newspapers in the past few years.

"...All the clues point to 'Hell communication'."

Kunikida Doppo looked at the notebook, thoughtfully tapped the notebook with a pen, and asked,

"Hey newcomer, what do you think?"

No one answered him.

"...Newcomer? Dazai?"

Kunikida Doppo raised his eyes suspiciously, and turned his head to look to the side.

However, there was only an empty seat beside him, with a leaf still falling on it, and there was no shadow of Osamu Dazai.

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

"I, I knew..."

The veins on the ginger-haired boy's forehead throbbed wildly, and with a 'snap', he accidentally broke the pen in his hand.

"What did you say to work hard, but didn't you end up sneaking away——!!!"

"To-zai-!!!"

……

…………

"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!"

Inside a ramen shop in Tokyo

The brown-haired, kite-eyed young man sneezed twice in a row, was cast a disgusted glance by the diners around him, and silently changed a table.

"Ah, what a shame."

Osamu Dazai rubbed his nose, shook his head and sighed.

You don't need to think about it, it must be that Kunikida-kun found out that he was sneaking, and he was furious and insulting his name loudly.

But no, Kunikida-kun, human beings are creatures that can only think when they are well fed.What's more, those who love to eat breakfast can become the lucky ones favored by heaven.

Osamu Dazai sighed with emotion, opened a pair of bamboo chopsticks casually, picked up the hot ramen, and took a mouthful happily.

As soon as he swallowed it, he saw the door of the open shop being pulled open from the outside.

With the boss shouting "Welcome", a young man with red hair wearing a hat and a black coat, Shi Shiran, walked into the store.

Then he turned his head and met a former defecting partner who was talking about him.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Osamu Dazai smiled and waved: "Oh, what a coincidence, Chuya, you can join the table here!"