As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

The transparent Oda Sakunosuke was meditating in the corner.

He was just chatting with Gide about his book writing experience, but Gide suddenly shot him in the chest uncontrollably, and he couldn't move for some reason, and could only watch the bullet fly towards his heart.

In fact, at the moment when he was shot, he didn't have any other feelings or thoughts. The only thing he couldn't let go of were the children, especially Qian Yuche who disappeared for two or three years after leaving a letter.

He intuited that something happened to the child that he didn't know, but Asagi hid it so well that even Dazai, who was tired of being with him every day, only faintly noticed it, and couldn't dig out more.

It's been a long time since I saw Asaba last at a curry shop, and Dazai's cleansing is over.

Thinking of what the three of them said when Lupine got together for a drink after two years of not seeing Dazai, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but worry.

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"Hi, have a cocktail with dish soap~"

"Sorry, the store doesn't have those things."

"What about the rat poisoned whiskey?"

"Sorry, there's nothing here either."

"Hey~ boring. It's really a substandard tavern—" The boy with a pair of iris-colored pupils childishly prolonged the ending, turned his head, and looked brightly at the man drinking whiskey next to him, "Odasaku! You Do you think so too?"

"Ah, yes." The man whose stubble hadn't been sorted out said, "The customer's request should be met."

"That's it!" The youngest former cadre in the history of the port mafia, who was even demonized in the rumors, is now like a child who doesn't know much about the world. He was full of indescribable vitality, as if the two years of whitewashing had left no traces on him.

Ango, who had finally gotten rid of countless overtime rushes, with a slumped face, first politely said to the waiter who was used to all these things: "Hi, please have a glass of tomato juice."

He glanced at the two of them, and explained, "I have to rush back to work overtime later...Drinking was wrong."

Immediately, Ango sat at the bar and weakly took on the role of complaining: "Am I the only one who thinks that the conversation just now has a lot of holes... By the way, the provision of cleaning agents should not be within the scope of services of a serious tavern. "

"Is there a problem?" Oda Sakunosuke was a little at a loss.He didn't feel anything.

Ango raised his forehead: "I don't want to talk about these...these topics that people don't know how to say after we reunite after a long absence."

"What—Ango, you are so boring." Osamu Dazai sighed, flicking the glass ball in the wine glass with his hand.

"So, are you really going to the Armed Detective Agency... I would like to sympathize with your future colleagues and partners." Ango pushed his reflective glasses.

"Ango, how can you say that!" Dazai opened his eyes wide, looking surprised and heartbroken, "That little slug opened a bottle of red wine to get drunk when he heard that I defected! Because he regretted losing me so much. My perfect partner burst into tears, and even accidentally blew up his favorite motorcycle in grief!"

Speaking of this, Dazai squinted his eyes, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Ah, I'm such a good partner... Chuya must still miss it now—"

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

Ango Sakaguchi felt sad for the conscientious Central Plains cadres in Hong Kong and black, and lit a root wax for him.

Ango Sakaguchi broke down with his head in his arms: "He drank the wine because he was too happy! And what the hell is crying?! Please don't make something out of nothing, okay? And the locomotive, it was you who blew it up!!"

He took a sip of tomato juice, moistened his throat, and continued to output crazily, "I felt the anger of the Central Plains cadres that day! At that time, on the internal forum of Hong Kong gangsters, the reason was that Evil man!' What is shown in the video is not the reluctance to let go of his partner, but the desire to beat him up!!!”

Oda Saku, who has never paid attention to these things: "...Wow."

Osamu Dazai actively fanned the flames: "Wow - what is this, let me think... oh!"

He clapped his hands together: "Did you break the defense? Isn't it? I haven't seen you for many years. Why are you still so humble, Anwu~"

Ango Sakaguchi: ...

I think our friendship will be ruined here.jpg

However, after such a commotion, the friends who hadn't seen for more than two years seemed to have never been separated, and the alienation that had been vague at the beginning seemed to have disappeared.

Ango Sakaguchi took a deep breath, and adjusted his slid glasses again: "Should we get to the point?"

"On topic? What's that?" Dazai looked rather surprised, "Since when did we chat like that?"

Sakaguchi Ango clenched his fists.

Odasaku nodded.He really thinks so, friends should talk about whatever they want to talk about, and it's not official business.

Ango silently glanced at Odasaku, then let go of his fist silently.

Almost, that angry fist was about to land on Dazai's flowery face.

"Odasaku," Dazai Osamu spoke first.He played with the bandage on his wrist, as if he just mentioned it casually, "Is there any news about Asagi?"

"Ah, this..." Hearing Dazai mention Asaba, Oda Sakunosuke's eyes darkened, and then tolerance and worry appeared again, "I don't know. He hasn't contacted me since he left."

"Oh..." The former cadre, who had already changed into a sand-colored windbreaker, responded with some lack of interest.

Odasaku hesitated for a moment, and said: "Don't worry, I know you have a good relationship. He should be fine."

"Who has a good relationship with that guy..." Osamu Dazai muttered dissatisfiedly, but his eyes wandered a little, "He is obviously very busy. How can he pretend better than me..."

The last two words were spoken in a low voice, but Ango and Oda Sakunosuke still heard them.

"What's very important? Dazai." Brown eyes stared at the boy who was avoiding his eyes, "Can you talk to me?"

The tone is full of respect, concern and trust.

"Wait, wait." Sakaguchi Ango felt his hands trembling slightly, "Who is Asaba? Is he still on good terms with Dazai?! Why have I never heard of such a number one person??!"

His glasses slipped off.

"It's exactly the same tone as the original partner who caught the third party, Ango." Dazai sighed.

"You should have heard of him, but you just don't know his name." He straightened the sapphire on his chest with his hands, and leaned his body towards Odasaku quietly, "It's Hong Kong black Mr. Consultant~”

"Crack" sound.

Anwu couldn't care less about the broken glass in his hand and the tomato juice splashing everywhere, and the ending tune broke his voice calmly: "What, what? That one?!!"

As a former port mafia intelligence agent and current government social animal, Ango Sakaguchi, who has a supernatural ability called "Theory of Fallen", is naturally the mysterious consultant who knows Hong Kong black.

But no matter how hard he checked, he couldn't find out his real identity.Although I don't know about his supernatural powers, but in the intelligence of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the S-level person marked as "special danger" - is it Dazai's good friend? ? !

Ango Sakaguchi listed the information in his heart.

Port mafia consultant, unknown name, unknown age, male gender, unknown ability, unknown appearance, but it is said to be very stunning.

His prestige is sometimes even higher than that of the leader Mori Ogai.However, Mori Ogai, an old fox whose interests are paramount, seems to be indulging in all this, and his humanoid ability Alice also publicly expressed his love for him.

Possessing extremely terrifying scientific research capabilities, the most powerful arms of the port mafia are all manufactured by him, bringing huge profits to Hong Kong gangsters.

Because of him, it is almost impossible for the government to install bugs and locators on Hong Kong black people.

Things that have been invented by accident while bored have propelled the field forward for at least 20 years.

He was a terrible genius, who made the Supernatural Secret Service Division say "the people who will be drawn here at all costs", but there was no sound after that, and the reason behind it is unknown.

At the same time, that consultant is also well-known in the other world.

After his planning, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be accomplished, but I never directly participate in the action, but give a paper planning proposal.

Even this planning proposal book, as long as you have money and connections, no matter if you are a high-ranking official or a heinous criminal, he will formulate plans for it, known as the "Moriarty" of the other world.

Moreover, there is another thing that makes the Supernatural Secret Service Division highly vigilant.

Back then, the Secret Service Division saw that they couldn't win people over. For the sake of everyone's balance, they decided...to take extreme measures to make that person disappear from this world.

They have never had much contact with them. The official supernatural organization group "Clock Tower Attendants" from country Y once secretly sent them a very strong warning letter because of this incident, which is completely inconsistent with the previous high-ranking and polite "Clock Tower Attendants". The polite and aristocratic style can be said to be very rare and almost never occurs.

This made the top of the secret service department extremely afraid.

Now, there is still a lot of information to be supplemented, and the secret service department has only collected information on the relatively big incidents of the other party at that time.

For the rest, they know nothing.

Even his own [Degenerate Theory] did not collect any information about the other party when he was in Hong Kong.

An Wu pursed his lips.This information must be sent back to the Secret Service...

"Hi, hi~ Ango." Dazai waved his hand in front of him, but there was no smile in his eyes, which had already taken off the bandages, "I won't allow it~"

An Wu struggled a bit, "But, but..."

Dazai interrupted him mercilessly, his kite-colored pupils flashed an unknown meaning, "Ango, do you know?"

His voice was very soft, "If it wasn't for him, it would be impossible for us to sit together and talk peacefully now."

"Why?" Oda asked.

Dazai blinked, and remained silent for a long, long time.

"Because of betrayal, because of death." At the end of that day, he replied.

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Back to the present.

Oda Saku drifted to the ward where it was shown that he was being rescued, looked at the inexplicable gunshot wound on the boy's chest, and looked at his own chest that was shot but seemed to have nothing wrong with it, and stared at the critical illness notices that were issued one after another. Book, eyes are rare silence.

Damn...what the hell is going on with all this! ! !

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Qian Yuche who was being rescued.

[Say clearly what's going on. 】He still has a clear mind, facing the glowing {Little Book} in the dark sea of ​​consciousness, he asked in a cold voice.

He hates things that are beyond his control.

Although he had noticed the abnormal increase in the so-called sense of presence at the beginning, but the current result was indeed beyond his expectation.

This kind of loss of control due to the huge information gap is really uncomfortable.

[Yes, sorry sir! ] {Xiao Xiaoshu}, who had recovered, was extremely panicked, 【It was a little accident in another world...】

【oh. 】Qian Yuche narrowed his eyes, remembering the reassuring reddish-brown color he saw before he completely lost consciousness, his eyes softened for a moment, 【How long can he stay? 】

[Only a few days. 】

[Well, that's enough. 】He thought lazily, exchanging a rescue for Sakunosuke's fate is actually very profitable.

【What happened to the curse back to the world that was originally to be determined? 】

[This, this, it seems that there is something wrong with the cornerstone that supports the operation of that world...] {Xiao Xiaoshu} was a little hesitant, [So we only need to participate in a few time nodes in that world at that time. Hurry up.So the center of gravity is currently being placed more in this world...]

【Oh, this has something to do with the "change of the original mode" you said at the time. 】

【Yes!The original sense of presence is equivalent to exchanging this gun qwq, and the way to complete the task will be very different afterwards. 】

【Um? 】He endured the piercing pain in his chest, expressing his contempt for the anesthesiologist in the hospital, 【Tell me. 】

【gentlemen. 】{Little Book's voice} I don't know why I became cautious, 【You know, your world is constructed by people at a higher dimensional level? 】

Even when he suddenly learned of such a nuclear bomb-like news, Qian Yuche did not show any major emotional fluctuations: [I have already guessed. 】

{Little Book} He gritted his teeth in a humane manner, a little bit unbearable, but in order to carry out the mission in the future, he had to make up everything, [that is... there will be, some other high-latitude life experiences will observe your every move, What you want to obtain now is the ▇▇ value in their eyes... Huh? 】

{Little Book} Tried several times, but after I found that I couldn't say it, the whole book was not good.

[It's okay, continue. 】

[Oh, well... In their eyes, you, sir, you can only be regarded as a background board that has never officially appeared, but like other world's great fortune-tellers, they are very popular with them.so……】

[I probably understand, it's ok. 】He closed his eyes in the thinking palace, covering the tiredness in his eyes.

{Little Book} cleverly hides his figure.

Really, really, really tired...

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outside.

"Bourbon, rye, Scotch," said Gin, "do you want to die?"

"After the person wakes up, go and receive the punishment." Qin Jiu paused, automatically ignoring the fact that the person could not wake up.

"...Okay." The three responded.

Looking at the stack of critical illness notices on the table, Scotland's eyes were full of worry.

But please, please, don't let anything happen...