The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

Osamu Dazai didn't raise his head, or look in the direction of the bullet, but there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was furious, and the hem of the black coat behind his back was raised as if he was irritated. His heart was suddenly enveloped by an inexplicable familiar feeling, as if he had met such an opponent many years ago.The vicious dog of the port mafia squinted his eyes and looked up at the uninvited guest. He asked viciously, "Who dares to participate in the struggle of the port mafia?"

The uninvited guest's coat hangs quietly in the black shadow between the floors, and the visitor calmly said, "The nameless man is worthless."

After finishing speaking, he rolled over vigorously and landed beside Osamu Dazai without hesitation. Ryunosuke Akutagawa yelled without hesitation, "Fire!"

Gunpowder and bullets burst out in unison, venting towards that person as if they didn't want money.The amazing thing is that even in such a dense hail of bullets, the man seems to have the trajectory that can predict all the fatal injuries, and he dodges the bullets that are about to hit him, and jumps to the side of Osamu Dazai At the same time, without turning around, he fired two bullets backhand, one to Akutagawa's face and the other to Akutagawa's ankle.Akutagawa instantly withdrew the black beast used to attack, and dangerously opened a barrier in front of him to block bullets.

With two bangs, the bullet was spat on the ground by the black beast.

"It's you?!"

This familiar attack made him quickly think of a person, Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his eyes to the man who appeared.

The same windbreaker and trousers as four years ago, a bearded chin, and a handsome face with a little vicissitudes.

"Yo, Odasaku." Dazai greeted with a smile against the glaring light, just as plain as when they met in bars countless times.Even though the strong light made his eyes physically sore and painful, and even had spots of light flashing, he didn't look away, but this time his smile was the most sincere in four years.

"Dazai." Odasaku nodded in response, his eyes bent.

He is not used to placing too intense emotions where everyone can see them, but the ups and downs in his heart are self-evident.

"Well, Odasaku is still the same."

The former cadre of the port mafia, the lowest-ranking member of the port mafia, two parallel lines that seem to have no intersection, spanning life and death and time and space, once again meet again because of an accident.

Whether it is the shock of disbelief or the joy of reunion after a long absence, you can fight side by side with tacit understanding without words or conversation.

The eyes of the two were burning with fire, and Oda used bullets and abilities to break through the blockade of the mafia members. The two moved around in the forest of the city, quickly got rid of the siege of the mafia, and returned to the building of the Armed Detective Agency .

At this time, the two were keenly aware of the tense atmosphere around the detective agency, and someone was clearly watching from the dark.

"Oda Saku-kun, how did you find this place?"

Sakunosuke Oda, who was a killer before he became a lower-level member of the port mafia, was best at tracking and lurking, and locating an address couldn't be easier.But his method of tracking down the Armed Detective Agency was not as difficult as he thought.Because he found the code word Yu left for him on the mobile phone left by Guangzhou.Even though it took 90% of the time to understand that passage, he finally found this red brick building near Harbor Road.Unexpectedly, he would meet Dazai who was ambushed on the way past.

"That boy named Yu gave me a hint."

Dazai was silent for a moment.He's noticed it since just now.The look in this Odasaku's eyes is completely different from when he was dying four years ago. On the evening when he died with MIMIC leader Gide, Odasaku was completely determined to die, even if there might be hope of rescue in the end, that man was already in his heart. Give up disheartened.But he could feel that the person he was talking to at this time was definitely Oda Saku himself.What happened to Oda Tsukuru, who was empowered and reborn by the so-called "devil"?

Dazai, with so much going on in his mind, stretched out his hand to press the elevator, and the red letters on it began to flash and change.

"Speaking of which, Oda Saku-kun. Do you remember how you left and woke up?"

"I already know the fact that I am not in this world."

Odasaku raised his hand to press his chest, and he seemed to be able to feel the beating of his heart, but it was just a storage place for supernatural power crystals. "But I don't remember how I died. All memories have been completely disconnected from a certain day. My last memory is the day I met Ango and you in that bar."

Oda Saku recalled, with nostalgia in his expression, "That day, the three of us used that kind of photosensitive camera with antique film for the first time to leave a souvenir."

Did it start from that day?

The day it all started.

"..." Dazai paused, and just asked, "Lost memory?"

"Ah."

"Is it a side effect of rebirth?"

"Well, after all, I'm not a human right now, I'm just a supernatural life form that lingers in this world with memories." Odasaku looked unhurried, not melancholy because of this fact.

"..." Osamu Dazai was shocked.

Odasaku told Dazai the process of his rebirth, and showed the supernatural bamboo tube in his jacket pocket.

"Speaking of which, is Ango okay now? With his ability, he should have been promoted in the mafia, right? However, I didn't see him in the port mafia after I woke up. Was he sent out?"

The two walked into the elevator.

Osamu Dazai stroked the weapon that carried all the abilities and memories of Oda Sakuya left in the world. His eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He replied casually: "Ango? Ango is dead."

Odasaku looked at him sharply, "What?"

Dazai came to his senses and smiled, "It's nothing, just kidding."

The smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

"I never expected to meet Oda Saku-kun again one day." Dazai looked at the font inside the elevator and jumped to the number "2".

Even though he had been the nightmare and misfortune of countless people in the port mafia, and had made countless predictions, he could not have predicted this future.

Dazai couldn't help thinking, if Youjun was really blocked by himself that day and couldn't enter the detective agency, would he never see his former best friend again

Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing again.After all, how could that young man, whom no one could predict, be easily stopped?

Dazai took Odasaku to the second floor of the red brick building.

"The threat of the port mafia is approaching the gates of the detective agency, and a big battle is coming soon. Alright, we're going to do some work. Now we need to evacuate the entire building of irrelevant personnel, and be picked up." Prepare for the next battle. This should be what Oda Saku-kun, who has been a lower-ranking member of the Mafia all the year round, is best at~" Dazai blinked.

"It seems that no matter what form it is, you can't escape the fate of doing these trivial things." Odasaku smiled wryly.

The two quickly asked those who had nothing to do with this building to leave.Fortunately, everyone was a reasonable person, and after Oda Saku explained the reason, they packed up their things kindly and left the scene.

"Everyone's temper is much better than I imagined."

"After all... the Armed Detective Agency is what Oda Saku-kun expected... the side of good people." Dazai murmured.

The two returned to the Armed Detective Agency, and after opening the door, Dazai saw Kunikida Doppo at a glance.

One of the pillars of the Armed Detective Agency, Kunikida Doppo didn't know what he had experienced, but he seemed to have regained his original confidence and firmness, and the haze on his face was dispelled.His voice was sonorous and powerful, loudly arranging and instructing all the members to take action.

Kunikida turned his head and met Dazai's eyes.

A very familiar roar soon came from the detective agency.

"Dazai, you bastard! Run away again at such a critical moment!"

"Ah~ I saw someone holding a gun on the road and couldn't help running over~"

"So why did you run out, ah?!"

Odasaku was a little surprised to see Kunikida shaking the collar of Dazai who was giggling and giggling vigorously, the sense of disobedience that had been lingering in his heart finally surfaced.

Today's Dazai seems to be no longer the old cadre who made the mafia enemies fearful. No one dared to yell at Dazai in such a presumptuous tone, and he may have already become a dead soul under the gun.

"--Who is this?"

Kunikida straightened his messy clothes and looked at Odasaku suspiciously.

"This is the friend I invited to help our detective agency through the difficulties, his name is Oda Saku!"

"Hello, I'm Sakunosuke Oda." The man introduced himself helplessly, and he had long since given up on correcting the address. "It was You who rescued me from a mortal situation, and I hope I can help you."

How could that bastard have such normal friends? !

"I'm Kunikida Doppo, this guy's partner." Kunikida pushed his glasses.

Dazai said: "I thought Kunikida-kun would yell, 'That guy Yu can do anything but make trouble, don't pay him money!' That's the case! It's really surprising!"

Kunikida gave Dazai a hard look, but said nothing.

He looked at the chaotic attire of the two, apparently having experienced a struggle just now, "What did you encounter just now?"

Odasaku briefly described what happened to them just now.

"Ambush by the port mafia?" Kunikida Kazuo said, looking at the other busy members. "—Everyone is on alert!!!"

When Feordo passed by the outskirts of the secret base he was in charge of, he saw the temporary subordinates gathered together in twos and threes.Get a little closer and you can hear the yelling of these rough men.

The pale Russian stopped in place without a sound.

—Pushkin in the middle of the group.

This middle-aged man wrapped in a cotton coat was crouching next to a small table holding a familiar guidebook. On the table was a huge piece of parchment with a sixteen-pointed star drawn on it.Seven or eight subordinates stood at a corner, and the whole scene was extremely crowded.I don't know if it was because of Pushkin's contact with Guang Zhouyou that he obtained such a new gameplay that allows so many people to join at the same time.

"The dark emperor is coming! Prepare to surrender, my ghost knight is already lurking in your army, hehe, you will never imagine where it is." A subordinate who was also wrapped in a dusty cotton coat and had a thin, sharp-mouthed monkey cheek Rolling the dice triumphantly.

"I'm sorry, your frog warrior has not passed the test of the mouth of truth, hahahahaha. So your warrior was eaten by me!" The triangular-eyed subordinate snorted in a flat tone.

"Hell, why didn't the tentacles of the plague of darkness come to kidnap my many-handed monster! I—" Pushkin breathed out fragrantly.

"..."

Feordo: "..."

If you don't know that this is the secret base of the House of the Dead, you may think that this is the site of a cult or a friendly meeting place for a psychiatric hospital.