Canary of the gods

A temple cultivator glanced at the dummy prosthetics surrounding them, snapping his fingers.Aroused by Osamu Dazai, the anger that had been pent up in his chest finally had a place to vent.

Just when he was about to make a move, Osamu Dazai interrupted abruptly: "That's it, Xiu-kun."

"...What are you doing again?" A temple cultivator glanced at him impatiently, with "Be careful hitting you together" written all over his face.

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin, glanced at his pair of long legs exposed after the hem of the skirt was torn off, and said meaningfully: "You should... wear leggings, right?"

After saying this, Osamu Dazai squatted down quickly, just to avoid the strong wind that swept past his head.

"Just wear it."

"..." A temple cultivator had a throbbing vein on his forehead, gnashing his teeth and thinking: Sooner or later, he will beat this bastard hard!

During the conversation, the surrounding dummies and prosthetics rushed up impatiently, scrambling to attack the two of them.

"Flash away!"

A priest picked up Dazai Osamu's windbreaker, swung him directly to the stairs they had walked down before, then jumped up, stepped on the dummy's head and shoulders, and escaped the encirclement after a few ups and downs.

He didn't use supernatural powers, but purely used physical skills to fight the enemy. His moves were clean and neat, opening and closing, with a bit of the wildness of a ferocious predator on the grassland.

His speed is extremely fast. Although there are many enemies, they are clumsy with hands and feet, and they can't touch the corners of his clothes at all; he is so powerful that he can separate the heads of dummies with a flying kick, and some of them can't be scratched when they are embedded in the wall. When they came out, some of them were scattered all over the ground in pieces.

Wherever he passed was like a gust of wind, sweeping everything around him mercilessly, leaving only a mess.

Osamu Dazai sat on the steps with his chin in his hands, leisurely watching the battle that could be said to be crushed by one side, and thought casually: This posture really deserves to be someone who smashes the island at the slightest disagreement.

However, even if those dummies were shattered, the fragments would be interspersed among other dummies like hidden weapons, launching a sneak attack on a temple cultivator.From this point of view, if the supernatural being who manipulates all of this cannot be found, the battle will not stop.

Osamu Dazai patted the dust on his trouser legs and was about to stand up, but he suddenly touched a cold, metal-like sharp object on his neck.

Just leaning forward slightly, the sharp blade left a line of blood on his neck, and the blood oozed out one by one, staining the bandage wrapped around his neck red.

Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to the short knife attached to his neck, which could cut his throat at any time, and even greeted the enemy behind him leisurely: "Ah~ Mr. Assistant."

The one who approached Osamu Dazai silently holding a knife was indeed the director's assistant who had shown them the way just now.

At this time, he no longer had the kind and kind appearance he had before, his face was gloomy and hostile, and he was not a simple character at first glance.

"How did you know?"

Osamu Dazai smiled helplessly, as if he was asking some nonsense, "It's very simple, besides the director, you are the only one who knows what we are here for?"

Assistant Director: "..."

Osamu Dazai continued unhurriedly: "The stairs leading to the second floor were still in good condition when the crew members walked by this morning. Why did they just collapse when they arrived at our place? There was a needle board at the bottom. It’s not enough to block the entire haunted house due to a homicide, but it’s enough for us, who are seriously injured, to temporarily leave this ‘haunted’ crew.”

"As for why the traps are arranged so rough, besides the lack of time left for you to prepare, it is probably because your things will be moved within today, right? So you just need to delay this last bit of time and let the rest It’s enough for the ‘goods’ to be shipped out smoothly, right?”

"Director Ishiuchi is not easy to wake up when he sleeps at night, which is convenient for you to go in and out of the secret passage. Even if someone sees you coming out of Director Ishiuchi's room, you can still use the excuse that the director called you to discuss with him in his room The affairs of the crew tomorrow will not arouse anyone's suspicion."

"As for how to transport the 'goods' out, you just need to hide things in these dummy bodies, and then manipulate them to go out by themselves. This is the so-called 'ghosting' incident that happened to the crew recently."

"But what you didn't expect was that the last batch of goods could have been delivered last night, but Director Ishiuchi, who was supposed to be sleeping in bed, suddenly woke up to go to the bathroom at night. And when he was passing by the corridor, he was heard You who heard the movement and were secretly observing the situation outside were stunned."

"You were worried that director Ishiuchi's accident would cause panic among the crew and make things worse, so you sent him back to the room before other people found him fainted—you just need to say that you got up at night to go to the bathroom, and you will be fine." You explained the reason for appearing in the corridor, and it won't arouse his suspicion. It's just that in a hurry, you accidentally left a black box in Director Ishiuchi's room..."

"..."

The director's assistant's complexion changed several times, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.

What Osamu Dazai said was almost exactly the same as what happened during this period, he even almost thought that this guy was his accomplice, otherwise why would he know so clearly?

How did this guy deduce so much information from fragmentary clues in such a short time?If it wasn't for superpowers, then how powerful is he?

"But there is one thing I don't quite understand..." Osamu Dazai nodded his chin and asked out of pure curiosity, "This secret passage occupies such a large space, it doesn't seem like it was remodeled after you took over the haunted house, but rather like building a hotel at the beginning It was planned at the time. So... from the very beginning, this hotel was built by you, right? But why did you make the extra effort to 'transfer' the hotel and transform it into a haunted house? Is it because suitcases are easier to expose than horror props? ?Or……"

"Hiss—so the rumor that 'this place will be transformed into a tourist area' at the beginning is actually true? It's just that there was an accident in the middle, which caused the government to shelve, or even give up the original plan?"

Although Osamu Dazai was the one who asked the question, he didn't need the other party to answer, he could analyze the cause and effect almost by himself.

The director's assistant snorted unkindly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Although he didn't give a direct response, but since he didn't refute and avoided the topic, then for Osamu Dazai, this question already has an answer.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's nothing, I just want to ask..."

His voice suddenly sank, "More than a month ago, a victim in the bus spontaneous combustion incident held the key to a secret document in his hand. If I expected correctly, that document actually contained This plan to build a tourist area has been put on hold, right?"

"!"

How does this guy know? !

The director's assistant was startled, and the hand holding the knife shook slightly, making it difficult for people to ignore it.

Osamu Dazai had already gotten the answer he wanted from his reaction.Then, he added: "If that plan hadn't been put on hold, the one that helps you hide your 'goods' now is not a haunted house, but an entire tourist area, what do you think?"

"So what?"

The director's assistant held the handle of the knife with a little force, and the edge of the knife stuck even tighter.

"Since you know so many things, none of you can get out alive!"

Facing the sharp knife that seemed to be able to cut his throat in the next second, Osamu Dazai was completely indifferent, and even muttered leisurely: "Since it hasn't stopped over there..."

He suddenly raised his voice and shouted towards a temple cultivator: "Xiu, the person with the supernatural ability is hidden inside the dummy!"

"understood!"

A temple cultivator didn't look back, and suddenly stomped his foot on the ground.

"boom!"

The ground shook for a while, and the entire ground under the feet of a temple collapsed for a full three to five centimeters!

The unsteady dummies fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, and only one dummy floated up into the air without being affected by gravity, its limbs fluttered and flew upside down, and accurately hit the director's assistant who was holding Osamu Dazai hostage.

The moment the two collided, the dummy seemed to have taken off an invisible coat of mimicry, revealing its real face.If Director Ishiuchi was here, it would be easy to recognize that this guy was the owner of the haunted house with whom he had signed a contract.The moment the latter hit the ground, his head happened to hit the steps, and he passed out on the spot.

"Boom"

The blood-stained knife fell to the ground.

Osamu Dazai picked up the knife calmly, sighed and said, "It's a pity, I could have cut off my neck."

A temple cultivator who came over just heard his words and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"You told me not to intervene, so what did you talk about?"

Osamu Dazai took out a recording pen from his jacket pocket, and shook it in front of him, "It's all here."

Ji Yiji stretched out his hand to take it, but Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand first, and said embarrassingly: "Oh, this is very-important evidence for the detective agency."

A priest glared at him: "Would I still eat it for you?"

Osamu Dazai hesitated, "Actually, it's not that I don't trust Xiu-kun, it's just..."

Before a temple cultivator could ask further questions, there was a sudden "rumbling" explosion above their heads.

The two subconsciously looked up. At this moment, the director's assistant who was supposed to be on the ground jumped up and snatched the recording pen from Osamu Dazai's hand. With both hands, there was a "click", and the recording pen was forced by him. It broke into two pieces.

Yi Yiji folded his arms and gave Osamu Dazai a cool look: "Oh, the important evidence is gone."

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, took out another recording pen from another pocket in an awkward posture, and said happily, "Fortunately, I have a backup~"

The successful smile of the director's assistant instantly froze on his face, like a clown who failed to put on a show, ridiculous and pitiful.