Canary of the gods

When Tanizaki Junichiro arrived at the place with the black box and the key, Kunikida Doppo was already waiting there.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and he was sitting in the driver's seat, holding a pen and writing something quickly in the account.

"Mr. Kunikida!"

Hearing the shout, Kunikida stopped writing, and waved to Junichiro Tanizaki who was trotting over.

When he came close, Kunikida Doppo said, "What did Dazai ask you to bring?"

Tanizaki Junichiro handed him the box and the key, "I don't know either, Mr. Dazai said that you will know what's going on after you examine it."

"That guy, what are you trying to do..." Kunikida Doppo subconsciously frowned.

Although his partner is usually too careless, and sometimes even makes people want to strangle him to death, but when it comes to critical moments, this person has never lost the chain.That's why Kunikida Doppo, who had reached a dead end in the investigation, pulled out and took the thing that Osamu Dazai told him to deliver to him.

Kunikida opened the box alone, and saw a tightly wrapped moisture-proof kraft paper package. He pinched it and tried the feel. It wasn't an object that could feel the shape immediately, but it was loose, as if he was pinching sand. Judging that the contents inside should be in powder form.

powdery stuff...

A white light flashed in his mind.

Kunikida Doppo was shocked all over, his eyes widened suddenly, he quickly took out a pair of gloves from the glove box, put them on, and then carefully opened the kraft paper bag.

Looking at the white powder in front of his eyes, Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Tanizaki Junichiro couldn't help wondering, "This is...?"

Kunikida Doppo was brought back to his senses by his question, "I will explain to you later on the road."

"Eh? On the way..."

Kunikida Doppo meticulously restored the kraft paper bag to its original shape, buckled the box and put it in the box, then took off his gloves and dialed the phone while saying to Tanizaki Junichiro: "Tanizaki, get in the car!"

Junichiro Tanizaki pointed at himself: "I'm going too?"

"Don't dawdle, hurry up!"

"oh oh!"

Tanizaki Junichiro hurriedly got into the car and put on his seat belt. Kunikida Doppo's call was also connected. He hung up the Bluetooth headset and started the car.

"And Dr. Yosano, it's me."

"Well, we're going in the wrong direction. The real target is not the port mafia who suddenly got involved."

Hearing the name of the port mafia, Tanizaki Junichiro couldn't help but glance at Kunikida Doppo with a serious expression.

"The clues were found by Dazai... Well, I'm going there now. If the test results are the same, I can directly notify the military and police to search."

"Okay, that's it, we'll be there in 10 minutes."

After he finished the phone call, Tanizaki Junichiro couldn't help asking, "Mr. Kunikida, what is this..."

Kunikida Doppo began to explain to him slowly.

"Early this morning, the Armed Detective Agency received two commissions."

"One is the 'ghosting incident' that the crew of the second part of "Wind Bell House" asked to help investigate, and the other is commissioned by the military and police to find clues to illegal drug smuggling."

On the third floor of the haunted house, in Director Ishiuchi's room, Osamu Dazai, with his right arm hanging, checked the furniture and decorations, and said to Shuichi Ichijo.

"Originally, Kunikida-kun and I were supposed to investigate the second commission, but I offered to investigate the first commission."

"why?"

"Do you need to ask? Because investigating haunted houses is more interesting than investigating illegal organizations smuggling and selling drugs~" Osamu Dazai closed the drawer where he found nothing, and asked casually, "Don't you think so?"

Listen, listen, a temple repair has pondered over the smell.

"That is to say, you already know the content of the commission? Then you come to my house..."

Osamu Dazai said lightly and naturally: "Haunted haunted house! It's scary when I hear it. Of course I have to find a companion before I dare to go together!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and quickly dodged to the side, dodging a vase that was thrown by a priest.

When the vase was about to hit the wall, it suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped firmly in the air.

Osamu Dazai looked at the vase in front of him that was bigger than his two heads, patted his chest and complained: "Xiu-kun, such a big vase will cause problems..."

The vase fell from the sky unexpectedly, and when it was about to hit Osamu Dazai's feet, the latter took a step back abruptly and just avoided it, "Oh, it's so dangerous."

The vase landed on the soft carpeted floor, and it rolled several times before stopping.

"Why do you have to be entrusted to investigate the clues of illegal drug smuggling and trafficking?" said a priest in puzzlement.

"One is because the detective agency has been cooperating with the military and police for a long time; the other is because of some political entanglements... Speaking of which, do you still remember the bus spontaneous combustion incident last time?"

Of course, Sixiu Yiyi remembered that the first time he met this troublesome guy was during the bus spontaneous combustion incident.

"how?"

"The murderer and a certain passenger on the bus belonged to the same illegal organization, and this illegal organization colluded with someone at the top of the government. This matter has attracted the attention of the military, police, and special services. After the bus spontaneous combustion incident , They conducted a deeper investigation into this illegal organization, and found that there seemed to be a force from a foreign country behind them. This force even went deep into the high-level government. In order not to alarm the other party, the military and police handed over this matter to the detective agency Come investigate."

"From what you mean, the illegal organizations involved in the two incidents are the same?"

"Yes."

As Osamu Dazai said, he raised his left hand and groped for a while on the wall, knocking and tapping, and suddenly heard a different sound.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

found it.

Osamu Dazai found a secret passage, which is more than enough for one person to pass through, but it is not suitable for two people walking together.

Ji Yijiu took a look at the wound on Osamu Dazai's body, stepped ahead of him, and walked in front without saying a word.

It's dark in the tunnel, but that's not a problem.A priest snapped his fingers, and the light bulbs above his head lit up one by one.Although the lights were a bit dim, I could finally see the road ahead clearly.

This road is very long, I don't know where it leads, and the sound of footsteps and breathing is so quiet that I can clearly hear it.

"That's how it should have happened."

"This haunted house was bought as a drug hiding place at the beginning, because the location is remote and no one cares about it, which is just convenient for them. However, tourists who happened to pass by came to this haunted house transformed from a hotel in order to avoid the rain. Maybe they I just bumped into a drug dealer who was delivering goods. In order to avoid a big incident, the boss didn't kill them all, so he used the haunted house experience project to fool him. As for why he managed to fool him..."

When Osamu Dazai said this, he suddenly stopped, including his steps.

"?What's wrong?"

A priest didn't hear his footsteps, so he looked back at him.

Osamu Dazai stood where he was, turning his head to look at the wall on his left.At the place almost as tall as him, there are two small holes, a pair of eyes are turning around, and are observing the situation in the dark passage through the two small holes.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and waved in front of those eyes, and said strangely: "This is where the portrait that scared Director Ishiuchi is located? It turns out that you can see it on both sides. Isn't this just a hole dug? Well done. It's pretty rough..."

A temple cultivator crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Be careful, if you bump into him, he will see you."

"Eh? Really?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand eagerly.

Two blue veins popped out of a temple cultivator's forehead.

When Osamu Dazai was about to poke the guy's eyes, he stopped suddenly, turned his head and stuck out his tongue at a priest: "It feels disgusting to poke someone's eyes."

A monk snorted, turned his head and continued walking.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Don't say anything?"

"How did the boss fool those tourists?"

"It's very simple, just stuff the drugs into the horror props. In this way, wouldn't the drug transport become a transporting prop?"

...It's really simple, huh?

A temple repair: "So the first group of tourists were not actually trustees?"

Osamu Dazai: "Well, no. After the tourists went back, they advertised the haunted house, but it made the haunted house lively. This didn't meet their ideas, so they spread the news that the "tourists are trustees" and wanted to spread the "haunted house" The heat subsided. As a result, another crew came to the door during this period..."

Sixiu Yiyi: "Since the boss wants to drive away customers, why did he agree to sign a contract with the crew?"

Osamu Dazai: "Because they are being targeted by a group of troublesome guys at this time, it takes time and manpower to shift positions. But there are too many hidden things here, and the place is remote. If a large number of people and vehicles come in and out in a short period of time, Isn't it eye-catching?"

Yiyi Sixiu suddenly realized: "So they mixed in with the crew... and the 'haunted' is actually they are carrying horror props. Pack up the things hidden in this haunted house at night, and the next day they will use the crew's The identity is free to come and go, and the things are transported away."

Osamu Dazai: "Bingo~"

A temple cultivator asked again: "Who is that troublesome guy?"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes became somewhat obscure under the dim light.

"Those are worse fellows than the 'ghosts' in this house."

"?"

A temple repair is full of confusion, but Osamu Dazai is unwilling to say more.

Mysterious.

A temple cultivator slandered, and changed the question: "Who arranged the needle board?"

"'ghost'."

"Where's the bomb?"

"Troubleshooter."

"The purpose of the former?"

"Scare us back."

"The latter's purpose?"

"What do troublemakers do best? Of course they are making trouble~"

At this moment, the roof of the haunted house.

A man wearing sunglasses sat cross-legged on the ground with a sad face, put his hands on his knees and said to himself: "How come...the lemon time bomb I made by myself only blew up one place? Shouldn't it be one after another? One by one, blow up the whole building like a relay?"

He pursed his mouth, his fingers tapped his knees quickly, and he was visibly irritable.

"Damn it, what went wrong..."

"Where is it..."

"what?"

I heard Osamu Dazai talking to himself and asked a question casually.

"Bombs." Osamu Dazai said, "Where did you throw the rest of the bombs? It's been so long that you haven't heard any sound at all. Could it be that they are at sea?"

"Huh? I was thrown into the sky over the Pacific Ocean, what's the matter?" A temple repairman said without looking back.

"Eh~ yeah, it's nothing." Osamu Dazai put his left hand in his jacket pocket, walking leisurely and carefree, not like walking in a gloomy and dark secret passage, but walking in his own garden. "However, Mr. Xiu has a deep obsession with the Pacific Ocean. Why?"

This is not a difficult question to answer, and a priest naturally did not hide it from him: "Get used to it... I used to have a bad temper, and I would run to the Pacific Ocean when I got angry."

Osamu Dazai blinked, curious: "How do you vent your anger in the Pacific Ocean?"

"Smash the uninhabited island."

Dazai Osamu: "..."