[Comprehensive] Professional kill MOMO sauce

——There are three things that people cannot hide, cough, poverty and love.

——Then, when I tried my best to hide that feeling, you must have known it a long time ago, right?

Banjing Momomizu quietly lifted the blindfold, and secretly looked at Dazai who was sitting obliquely in front.

The plane began to descend, and outside the window, you could see the clouds that were close at hand slowly recede, and the sea lying in the middle of the glacier gradually approached.Osamu Dazai hardly changed his sitting posture in his own seat. He had read the red-covered "Complete Suicide Manual" countless times, and almost knew it by heart, but he still held it in his hand and flipped through it endlessly.

When the affairs of the "Mirror Man" are all over, just confess to him, say clearly that you like it, and don't leave any regrets for yourself.

If successful, she will return to Yokohama with him.If it fails, she will stay in Iceland.

As if sensing someone's eyes on him, Dazai suddenly turned his head, and Hani Momozui suddenly closed the blindfold and pretended to fall asleep as if he had done something bad.

Transferring from Japan to Berlin and then to Iceland, after eight hours of time difference and nearly [-] hours of flight transit time, the three finally arrived in the capital of Iceland - Reykjavik.

It is close to the Arctic Circle and just in time for the polar day in June, with 30 consecutive days of daytime.After getting off the plane from Reykjavík International Airport, the three of them first went to an apartment hotel called Reykjavík Treasure that they had booked before.After putting away the luggage, Dazai proposed to go for a walk.

The hotel only serves breakfast, and to overcome jet lag, and I happen to be very hungry, Banjing Momozui agreed with Dazai's proposal with both hands and feet, and Atsushi boy would not have any objections, so the three of them took to the streets.Banjing Momozu complied with the previous plan and pretended to be Naomi Tanizaki, a member of the detective agency.

The sky in Iceland is very low, and the distance between people and the blue sky seems to be infinitely shortened.The sun was warm and languid, and even though the temperature was still below 10 degrees Celsius, it was not too cold to wear in jeans and a jacket.

Most of the streets are flat and short white houses full of Nordic style.Icelanders seem to be particularly fond of hot dogs, and there are almost no other roadside shops, only hot dogs and Coke.The roadside shop the three of them passed by was called B03jarins Beztu Pylsur, a chain hot dog shop with a history of 70 years. The price was also very affordable. A mutton hot dog sold for 300 kroner and a cup of cola 190 kroner.The shop manager with beards was wearing the standard red sweater in the shop, his mouth was watering, he smiled and asked the little girl if she would like a hot dog.

Dazai dragged away Banjing Momosui who was drooling at the roadside shop.

"Hot dogs can be eaten at any time! We are traveling at public expense now, anyway, the Superpowers and Secret Service Division pays for it, so we should seize the opportunity to eat and drink with public funds~"

"Oh, it seems very reasonable." Banjing Momozuki tapped his palm, but when he left, he still reluctantly glanced at the hot dog stand several times. Seeing her pitiful appearance, Dazai sighed and let go, "I want to buy it." Just buy it, don’t be hungry for a while.”

"No, no, no!" Banjing Momozuki happily went back to buy hot dogs, and Atsushi Nakajima next to him covered his face, unable to complain.

— By the way, aren't we here to work?Why do one and two have a sense of tourism?

They ended up sitting in a downtown restaurant.Because the climate is not suitable for growing crops, vegetables in Iceland are expensive, but seafood and lamb are very good.

The three ordered mutton soup, lobster soup, whale meat, smoked salmon with vegetables and bread.Out of curiosity, Dazai ordered the "notorious" Icelandic signature dish Hákarl, but he didn't want to eat it after one bite.

"I heard that this dish is made by burying shark meat in the sand for three to six months, letting the shark meat rot and smell naturally, and then digging it out for cooking?" Banjing Momozui pushed the milky white thing away with a look of disgust. Far.

As a result, when she wasn't paying attention, Dazai picked up a piece with a toothpick and stuffed it into her mouth. Of course, Nakajima Atsushi also enjoyed Dazai's "feeding" treatment.

Watching the two swallow the shark meat with bitter faces, Dazai looked very happy.

"Well~ It will be about twelve hours before Daimao is consigned, so don't think about work during this period, this is northern Europe~" Dazai quickly accepted the strange name Banjing Momozui gave the little monkey, He lightly tapped the wooden dining table with the knuckles of his index finger, with a regretful expression on his face, "It's a pity that we can't see the aurora this season."

Banjing Taoshui has already flipped through the travel brochure, "Although the aurora can't be seen, there are still many fun things to do - horse riding, whale watching, glacier hiking..."

"Mr. Sakaguchi has already arranged the first day's work for us." Atsushi Nakajima flipped through the phone records, "We need to find the former police chief first... Uh, how do you pronounce this person's name?"

"Jón Stefánsson." After Banjing Taosui swallowed a mouthful of mutton soup, "This man just retired this year, and he had served as the police chief for five years. Iceland is recognized as a country with an extremely low crime rate in the world, but according to Interpol's investigation Look, five years ago was the time when the mirror men started their activities. If the enemy’s base camp is here and Iceland can maintain peace in the past five years, there are only two possibilities—the rabbits don’t eat the grass by the side of the nest, or the police and robbers collaborate.”

"Does Ms. Banjing speak Icelandic? I haven't heard you say it before." Atsushi Nakajima thought for a while, and then said, "Does this mean we don't need to hire a local guide?"

"Know a few words of everyday language, at most you can ask for directions, but the pronunciation is not standard. Because I have been to many places before, and the language of other countries is also, more or less, I can't really chat with the locals. gone."

"In other words, we need to hire a local guide..." Atsushi Nakajima began to settle accounts, "The guide's price is about hourly, plus accommodation and meals... Let's save some coffee and mutton soup at the K1 gas station You can refill the cup for free, and you can fill up the bread..."

"Dun Jun is really a good boy~" Banjing Taoshui stroked the hair of the young man and tiger.

"Mr. Kunikida gave me so much advice just because he knew you would be like this..." Atsushi Nakajima felt very tired.

As soon as he mentioned work, Dazai felt exhausted. He lay down on the table and said lazily, "Okay, where are we going to find that former police chief?"

"He goes to Reykjavik Cathedral to listen to the singing every night." Atsushi Nakajima flipped through the information sent by Ango Sakaguchi on his mobile phone, "Well...it's this time."

"That guy Ango did it on purpose!" Dazai looked sullen, "I want to play, I want to drink Viking beer, and I want to jump into the crater..."

"What the hell is that last wish?!" Atsushi Nakajima dutifully complained.Looking back at Banjing Taoshui, I saw her flipping through the travel brochure with a calm face, "Wow, this church is so tall~"

"Let's go, let's go to Reykjavik Cathedral!" Dazai regained his strength in an instant, slapped the table and said.

"..." Atsushi Nakajima didn't want to complain anymore.

The exterior architectural style of Reykjavik Cathedral is full of post-modern atmosphere, and the whole looks like a pipe organ.Walking into it, the main hall is more than 30 meters high, and at the end of the rows of benches, a mixed-race woman... maybe Asian-European mixed-race, she is playing a real pipe organ.

There were not many people in the church, so they grabbed Dazai who was about to climb to the top of the church to commit suicide, and the three sat down on the bench behind them, looking for someone according to the photos in their mobile phones.

"there!"

Atsushi Nakajima pointed to the old man in the first row who was closest to the organ, and said in a low voice.

"Then let's make a quick decision." Dazai stood up, adjusted the bandage on his wrist, and muttered, "If you want to get information, what is faster than torture?"

"Torture, torture?!" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback by the word.

"No, what he said was that he would eat roast leg of lamb tonight." Banjing Taoshui said extremely carelessly.

The corner of Atsushi Nakajima's mouth twitched, "No, no, what I heard is definitely not a roast leg of lamb..."

The two watched Dazai sit next to the old man, and they didn't know what to say. Two minutes later, the old man left the church with him.Atsushi Nakajima wanted to follow, but was held down by Banjing Momozui.

"We'll just wait here."

The mixed-race woman in front of the organ finished playing a song, turned around to face the cross at the end of the inner hall, folded her hands on her chest, bowed her head and prayed silently.Banjing Taoshui couldn't hear what she said, but could see the other's lips opening and closing:

"Now ask God to listen,

You have no power to take life,

The existence of life is the choice of all things,

Although it is known that the good do not exist,

But I beg you to forgive the world again,

To give hope to all, for the hearts longing for redemption..."

it's wired……

Banjing Taoshui frowned.

This is not the format of a Christian prayer.And she always felt that she had heard this prayer somewhere.

—Where did you hear that?

Suddenly there was a muffled "bang" sound outside the church, and Ban Jing Taoshui, who had heard this familiar sound countless times, immediately stood up and ran out of the church.

Under the statue of Siegson, the old man who walked out of the church with Dazai was shot in the chest and died.Dazai squatted beside the old man, with blood on one hand and a pistol in the other.

"Oh, I've been tricked." Dazai turned his head and smiled wryly after seeing Banjing Momosui.

"In short, let's run away first!" Banjing Momozui wanted to step forward and grab Dazai.

"Don't come here!" Dazai raised his bloody hand, signaling Banjing Momozui not to go any further, "Listen, it's too late."

Surrounded by the buzzing of police cars, they came too fast.

"Before he died, he found out something." Dazai threw the mobile phone and communicator in his pocket to Momozui Banjing, "There is a recording in it, you go to the place this person said first."

"Not waiting for you?" Banjing Momosui asked doubtfully, "If there is a recording, it should be able to prove your innocence."

"There is no time. The police station's procedures are too cumbersome. I have to bear the blame for the murder first...you and Dun will know after listening to the recording."

"Okay." Banjing Momozui nodded, "I don't know if the food in the Icelandic prison is good or not, but you can make it for a few days, and I will come back to pick you up as soon as possible."

After saying this, Banjing Momozui turned and left, but was stopped by Dazai again.

"MOMO sauce!"

"Huh? What's the matter?" The girl turned her head.

The sunlight is warm and lazy, and the slender figure under the backlight seems to melt into the warm sun, and the sense of existence is so clear that it is almost transparent.

It was the same as the scene where I met her again after five years, but this time she wore a long black wig and made up her face as Tanizaki Naomi.

"...It's nothing." Curving the corners of his lips, Dazai swallowed what he wanted to say, and showed her a bright smile without haze, "I just want to say, you should pay attention to safety."

The author has something to say: I heard that Dazai was imprisoned in the original book, and I was inexplicably happy, so the article also let him go to prison [Wait, are you a fan or a black man?]

Dazai: "I'm not, I didn't! Although my crimes were recorded as '138 murders, 312 threats, 625 frauds and others', I really didn't do this shooting."

Well, I believe that Mr. Dazai will be fine, just going to prison, which is probably not worth mentioning for his experience all the time.

So I waited for him to easily break the situation. After leaving the prison, he is still the boss of Yokohama.

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The prayers in this article come from the lyrics of KOKIA's "EXEC_COSFLIPS", changing "Gods" to "God".

This song is delicious and has a sense of mission. I recommend it.