if chuya hadn't become king of sheep

Chapter 133 Rimbaud and Poetry

14 years old

The Armed Detective Agency is really a perfect fit for Kudo Shinichi's ideals. There are various reasoning cases and favorite writers on the side, and more importantly, he can chat with Conan Doyle! ! !

"Is there something on your mind?" Luan Bu raised his eyebrows.

Feeling that everyone could see that he had something on his mind, Chuya was silent for a while, "I had some conflicts with Dazai."

"Where's Dazai?" Kudo Shinichi asked.

"In the hospital." Nodding to Oda Tsukuru who poured him coffee, his tone was slightly cold, and he added after a pause, "I called."

"Good fight." Oda Saku said almost subconsciously.

Nakaya looked over and blinked, Odasaku was a bit of a sham, is it because Dazai abducted Akutagawa Ryunosuke to Hong Kong, is he still angry?

Odasaku, who regarded himself as the father of four children, was naturally a little angry with Dazai. Although Dazai had mentioned his arrangements when he picked them up at the beginning, Odasaku didn't expect it to be so soon. Akutagawa Ryunosuke is just a 12-year-old kid!

The child in Odasaku's eyes Akutagawa Ryunosuke is going to visit Dazai with Mori Ogai and Alice at this time, and Mori Ogai can hardly restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth when he sees Dazai lying on the bed as if paralyzed .

"Dazai, it's hard for me to do this."

Osamu Dazai blinked, "Actually, I can still work, you leave Akutagawa to me and let him type for me."

Ogai Mori, who did not expect Osamu Dazai to be so dedicated, was so moved that he almost cried, "Ah Akutagawa, then you can stay."

In fact, Osamu Dazai just wanted to find someone to talk to.

In the detective agency, at first Odasaku thought that Dazai had a slight fracture, but now he realized that he had a fracture all over his body and couldn't help blinking, "Which hospital does he live in? I'll go and see him."

It can only be said that Odasaku still has a good personality, so Chuya shrugged and reported an address.

A few days later, Chuya walked up to a European-style building and knocked on the door after hesitation.

After a while, the owner of the house opened the door and couldn't hide his shock when he saw it.

"Let's talk, Mr. Rimbaud." Chuya said straight to the point.

Rimbaud tightened his grip on the door, and stepped aside for a moment to let Chuya in.

"Is it because of Dazai?" Rimbaud asked, although he didn't know how Dazai knew his identity and he himself had amnesia, but the leak of his identity could only be attributed to Dazai.

"You can understand it that way." Chuya paused and chose to let Dazai take the blame.

Rimbaud rubbed the back of his hands and sat on the chair by the fireplace while throwing the book into the fire and asked, "Are you cold?"

"Not cold." Zhong also shook his head.

"Since you know my identity, you came to me because you want to know the information that Huangba vomited."

Before starting the topic, Chuya handed over the bag in his hand, "Before that, please sign for me."

Seeing the three "Color Books" in the bag, Rimbaud showed a stunned expression. He never thought that the person he wanted to kill was his book fan.Taking out the book and putting it on his lap, Rimbaud touched the cover and his thoughts drifted away. He hadn't recalled the age of seventeen or eighteen years like the sun for a long time, the age when he met Verlaine...

"Give me the pen on the table over there, please." Rimbaud pointed inward.

Handing the pen to Rimbaud was also a bit distracted. He never thought that he would like Rimbaud's poetry collection in this life. Even if he recovered his memory and read it again, he still liked it very much.It doesn't matter in the last life, but in this life, from the perspective of a book fan, I don't want Rimbaud to die. Why don't you lock him up and let him write poems...

Rimbaud suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and the handwriting in his pen was distorted. He stretched out his left hand and took out the book from the pile of books beside him and threw it into the fire.

The moment he put down the pen, the yellow field opened, and Rimbaud's supernatural ability was activated.

"Sure enough, do you still want to fight?" Zhong also sighed.

"Since you know that I must know my purpose, I will kill you and make you a puppet with supernatural powers." Rimbaud's face was cold, the sword flashed, and the former leader holding a huge scythe appeared in front of Chuya.

Zhong also jumped back, and Huangba spit suddenly appeared behind him.

The former leader controlled by Rimbaud gave a meal, and Chuya immediately kicked the sickle in the former leader's hand with his supernatural power, and then stepped on the sickle in half.

"Why did it appear..." Rimbaud was speechless. He regained his memory because he saw Huangba's spit, but he couldn't understand why Huangba's spit would appear when Zhongya, who was a safety device, was still there. Appear.

"Because of the magical tennis, let's play a good game." Zhong also showed a wanton smile, and every step he took towards Rimbaud created a hole in the ground, and the surrounding gravel was floated in the air by the supernatural power .

"Roar--"

Rimbaud couldn't help showing a shaken expression, he was not afraid of facing Zhongya, but seeing Huangba vomit always reminded him of the accident eight years ago, the nightmare of his life.

The current strength of Chuya, who recovered his memory, is no longer comparable to his 15-year-old self in the previous life. In addition, there is a different dimension that can distract Rimbaud's attention just by standing there, even if he does nothing, Zhongya Even if there is no pollution, the chances of winning are great.

"Where are you looking!" Chuya kicked towards Rimbaud's side.

Rimbaud subconsciously raised his hands to block, the yellow power block took off Chuya's strength, and Rimbaud slid back a few meters.

Rimbaud's space system ability is very troublesome. Chuya dodged the yellow ability that was attacking him and kicked a small stone floating in the air towards Rimbaud. The stone hit Rimbaud's body like a shell. Shoulder.

In an instant, Rimbaud's shoulders were dyed red.

Zhong also looked at Rimbaud with his head tilted. Now he pays too much attention to Huang Ba's spit, and Huang Ba's spit can give him mental pressure just by standing there. The strength he exerted now is not even half of his previous life. , and this place is not the same as an empty warehouse, which is not suitable for Rimbaud to play.

Rimbaud, who had a complete ptsd attack, felt cold all over his body, and his teeth were chattering, so he was able to deal with Zhongye's attack, which is not bad.

Without giving Rimbaud any chance to fight back, Chuya's leg kicked Rimbaud in the abdomen, and Rimbaud hit the wall directly.

Looking at Rimbaud embedded in the wall, Chuya said, "You are still a cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, and continuing to fight will not benefit you or me."

"Ahem." Rimbaud fell to the ground and spat out two mouthfuls of blood, the supernatural power disappeared, "Can you put that away?"

"No." Zhong also refused without hesitation.

"It's really cautious." Rimbaud showed a helpless look.

After all, Rimbaud was a high-level member of Hong Kong Hei, and the loud noise just now must have attracted other people in Hong Kong Hei, and Zhong Ye immediately left with him and three books.

Unable to think of any place to go for a while, Chuya came to Oda Writer with Rimbaud in his arms.

"Brother Chuya?" Lucy who opened the door blinked suspiciously.

"Lucy, go to your room." Chuya said.

Blinking, the surrounding scenery changed, Nakaya let go of Rimbaud, and Rimbaud fell to the floor.

Looking at the fairy-tale colors and decorations around him, Rimbaud hugged his arms, "It doesn't feel so cold anymore."

Huangba behind him disappeared, and Lucy asked, "Is this uncle sick?"

Rimbaud looked up at Lucy and said with emotion, "It's really a powerful ability."

"So can we sit down and talk properly?" Nakaya asked.

Sitting in front of the bunny doll is like having a tea party.Rimbaud said, "What do you want to ask me? Even if you kill me and go to my house, you can still find the information Huangba vomited."

"You want to die?" Zhong also raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't this the only destination for the agents who failed the mission?" Rimbaud's breath eased.

Lucy took a look and also looked at Rimbaud and shut his mouth as if he didn't exist.

"Verlaine is still alive." Zhongya said.

Rimbaud showed a stunned expression, "Impossible! At that time, I should have been the only one who survived due to the protection of supernatural powers."

Although there is no proof, but knowing that he is still alive, Zhong also paused, "Believe it or not."

Rimbaud refused to disclose any information related to the organization behind it, even if he was hit, he would not be threatened. In the end, they actually chatted about poetry and literature.

"You should write poetry, you can be a great poet," Rimbaud said.

Zhong also fell silent for a while, Rimbaud's words seemed to be highly credible.

"Then you should also write two more poems?"

"I can't pick up a pen now." Rimbaud smiled wryly, he had already discarded paper and pen for a long time.

Zhong also didn't believe it, so he forced the pen and paper to Rimbaud forcefully. Rimbaud held the pen and paper and sighed, "Can I live here temporarily? It's very warm here."

Annie's room was calm and windless without any fluctuations, which gave Rimbaud a great sense of security.

"As long as Brother Chuya agrees!" Lucy nodded.

Chuya and Lucy left Anne's room, Chuya blinked suddenly, did he lock up his favorite writer and let him write for himself?

I also went to see Dazai the next day, and saw Akutagawa's mouth twitch when he saw the corner of Akutagawa's mouth twitching, not with a knife, but with a Rashomon.

Akutagawa, Rashomon will really cry!

Dazai explained with a blink of an eye, "This is to exercise his fine control over Rashomon."

Zhong Ye was silent for a while, not wanting to refute.

"I've already gone to him."

"You won?" Dazai understood who he was talking about in an instant, and for some reason he seemed a little disappointed, he won the battle without opening the dirt.

"Different dimensions are very useful." When Zhong Ye said this, he felt a sense of absurdity.

"..." After a while Dazai blinked his eyes in approval.

Chuya looked at Akutagawa and didn't know what to say. If it was before, he would have persuaded Akutagawa to leave Dazai alone and go back to school, but now...

"I suddenly want to eat bananas, can I trouble you to buy them?" Dazai said to Akutagawa.

Dazai said that Akutagawa ran out immediately, and Dazai asked, "So what is Chuya going to do now? Stay at Sanada's house or go back to Hong Kong and Hei?"

"..." This has always been the most tangled question in Zhongye's heart. He really regards Hong Kong and black as his family, but the emotions of his family members in this generation are not deceiving. Zhongye is also a very emotional person. To be honest, both sides He doesn't even want to give up.

"You clearly know that this is impossible." Dazai said, "With Vice Minister Sanada's character, knowing that you are going to be a gangster, you will definitely try your best to find you out."

Looking at Dazai's face and pondering for a while, Chuya said, "You let me go back because you want me to be the leader?"

"Chuya is so smart!" Dazai's eyes lit up.

"Dreaming." Zhong also doesn't reject being a leader, but he can imagine Dazai's life after becoming a leader, and Zhong also doesn't want Dazai to be so carefree at all, "I still have another choice, which is to follow Mr. Mori."

"Chuya, with your current status, Mr. Mori dare not want you at all." Dazai blinked, "And in all fairness, which one is better, me as the leader or Mr. Mori as the leader?"

The author has something to say:

To be honest, I thought at first that Chuya hit Rimbaud with a tennis ball and fell down.

Different dimensions are supernatural powers other than different abilities! !I can't believe he's just pure tennis.The privately established different-dimensional domain is the embodiment of spiritual power, which can also be summoned outside of playing tennis.

Lucy’s supernatural power, I later thought that Anne’s room would disappear after Lucy left the room, but I have written a lot and don’t want to change it (bushi), so it’s a private setting!

I lock up my favorite writer and let him produce food for me.jpg

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