Canary of the gods

A temple repairer got out of the car, looked at Bai Lan who had approached, and folded his arms around his chest, "Why are you here?"

"Eh? Why can't I be here?" Bai Lan said innocently, "I'm also a resident of Yokohama, so it's not surprising that I appear anywhere in Yokohama, right?"

A temple cultivator didn't like him, and asked directly: "The guy who was with you just now, what does it have to do with you?"

"It's okay~ I just happened to share a table and have a cup of coffee together."

"..." Believe me!

A temple cultivator asked again: "What do you want me for?"

Bai Lan was surprised and said, "Eh? I just happened to pass by, and I just said hello to acquaintances, so I didn't come here specifically to find Mr. Xiu."

"……"real?A temple cultivator looked at him suspiciously.

"Haha, it's just a joke~ In fact, I really have something to do with Mr. Xiu."

"..."

A temple cultivator felt his hands were itchy, and wanted to beat up the man in front of him.

But he thought that Osamu Dazai was going to get some information from this person, so he restrained the idea of ​​beating him from "playing stupid" to "really stupid".

"It seems that Xiu Jun really wants to fight with me." Bai Lan touched her chin, both in expression and tone of voice, "but listen to me first~"

A priest raised his chin, motioning him to speak quickly.

The smile on Bai Lan's face remained unchanged, and then he threw a bomb into the pond: "I suddenly discovered that in the battle for the "book" later, the role played by the Armed Detective Agency is rather obtrusive, why not..."

As he spoke, he took out a remote control that was no bigger than a palm, and pressed his finger on the switch in the middle.

"How about I blow it up?"

"!"

A temple cultivator was startled, and reacted very quickly. Before Bai Lan's hand was pressed down, he grasped the right hand hanging by his side out of thin air.

Just hearing a "click", Bai Lan's hand holding the remote control suddenly deformed, the remote control in the palm shattered, and the residue fell down.

In addition, the hand holding the remote control was also fractured, leaving a few clear finger prints on the back of the hand.

But Bai Lan didn't seem to feel the pain at all, her smile didn't change, and her eyelashes didn't even tremble.

A temple repair noticed something strange.

How does he feel... the Bai Lan in front of him is like a puppet?It's just that this puppet can talk and laugh, and it really has the breath of a living person on it.

Is it an illusion?

"Mr. Xiu is really quick..." Bai Lan glanced at the fragments of the remote control in his hand, and said meaningfully, "But why do you think this is the real remote control in my hand?"

"?!"What's the meaning!

A temple cultivator's eyes widened slightly, with a bad feeling in his heart.

Then he saw that with Bai Lan's other hand in his pocket, he also took out an identical remote control.

The moment he saw the remote control, a priest's pupils trembled violently.

Bai Lan has already pressed the button in the middle of the remote control.

"Originally, I was still troubled. What if Xiujun's hands are too fast and the remote control is damaged?" Bai Lan frowned slightly, looking very troubled, but he soon became happy again, "Fortunately, Xiujun Provided me with an idea, just replace the real ones with fake ones!"

At that moment, a lot of thoughts seemed to flash through Sixiu's mind, and it seemed that his mind was empty and he didn't think about anything.

Chaotic and chaotic, I don't know what to do for a while.

is that true?

or fake?

Why didn't he hear the explosion... No, their place is quite a distance from the detective agency. If there really was an explosion over there, it's very likely that they didn't hear it here.

Should he believe it?

Do you want to go back and have a look now?

However, if it was true, what could he do if he saw a place of ruins when he went back?Back in time?That can only make the area of ​​​​casualties bigger.

And if it is fake, then what is Bai Lan's purpose in making such a fuss?Tune the tiger away from the mountain?Or... is there any other purpose?

Tune the tiger away from the mountain...

Tiger……

and many more!

Could it be...!

Dun!

Atsushi Nakajima, who was offered a reward of 70 billion by the black market, is still in the commercial building!

A priest suddenly woke up.

Could it be that Bai Lan's goal is actually Atsushi Nakajima?It's just that it's not easy for him to do anything here, so why don't he just use tricks to send him away?

Probably!

Thinking that he had guessed the truth, one temple cultivator put on the contact earphone with one hand and asked, "Dun, how is the situation on your side?"

First, there was a piercing electric sound from the earphones, followed by Atsushi Nakajima's voice.

He was probably running fast at the moment, so in addition to the voice in the earphones, it was also accompanied by his rapid panting and the whistling wind caused by his rapid movement.

"The enemy is very cunning, I haven't caught him yet... We have come to the children's area on the ninth floor. There are a lot of children here... Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please step aside, I have something urgent!"

A temple frowned, and asked directly: "Did you see any other suspicious guys? Or, did you feel like you were being followed and monitored? No matter what, tell me about anything that makes you feel unusual!"

Atsushi Nakajima asked strangely: "Huh? Suspicious person? No, everything is normal here..."

Before Ji Yiyi could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Atsushi Nakajima added: "That's right! Speaking of something unusual... When I was going downstairs, I saw thick black smoke rising in the distance through the window. It's not the bank, it seems to be the direction we came from... I don't know if something happened there?"

smoke...

The direction they came from...

... a detective agency? !

"Boom" a thunder blasted in my mind.

Could it be... is this true?Bai Lan didn't lie? !

After such thoughts arose, they lingered in his mind for a long time, refusing to let go.

Bai Lan spoke briskly and said happily, "Although the previous remote control was fake, I didn't lie to Mr. Xiu about the bomb~"

A temple cultivator's mind was in a mess.

But at this moment, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, he thought: where is Dazai?Dazai should be on guard against this, right?That guy has always been...

At this time, Bai Lan suddenly remembered something: "Oh, that's right!"

A temple cultivator's thoughts were interrupted, and his attention was shifted to Bai Lan.

Because her right hand was injured, Bai Lan had to use her left hand to fumble for her right pocket. The awkward and clumsy appearance looked a little funny.

Not long after, he took out a tattered roll of blood-stained bandages from his pocket, threw it on the ground in front of him, and rubbed it on his trouser legs in disgust, as if he had touched something dirty .

"King Dazai was smiling before he died."

"?!"

The first reaction of a temple cultivator is unbelief.

How can this be? !

"It's not impossible, is it?" Bai Lan blinked, "After all, he is that Dazai, he didn't even resist, saying 'although it's not with the beautiful lady, but this is enough', and then And so accepted the death I gave him."

A temple cultivator was speechless.

He found out what Bai Lan said...it's really not impossible...

"Also." Bai Lan continued, "I asked him what he wanted to say to Mr. Xiu, and he said—"

"'Now you can help others without me, please work hard, Xiu, you can do it'... Well, that's it."

"Xiu come and help me, I will bring your kindness to the people you want to help, and the malice you are worried about brought by the supernatural power will end with me."

"How will you know if you don't try? Even if you can't do it, don't you still have me?"

"I'll help you open the cage and be a bridge between you and the world."

These are conversations that only he and Osamu Dazai know.

"Boom"

The nerve representing reason suddenly broke.

"asshole--"

"boom--"

Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the sky, the ground under the feet of a monk suddenly collapsed several meters down.The spider web-like lines meandered in all directions, adding countless deep and shallow ravines to the originally smooth road.

All the surrounding glass crackled and exploded, and the airflow stirred up by the huge impact rolled up strong winds, blowing his hair and the corners of his clothes flying wildly.

The bangs on the forehead moved with the wind, and the light and shadow alternated, making the pale golden eyes more cold and domineering.People who see those eyes always have the feeling of being stared at by ferocious carnivorous animals, and will open their bloody mouths to kill them in the next second.

It was just a matter of a moment, he even stood there without moving at all, but the road under his feet was easily destroyed by him, and even spread to the other side.

The sound of car horns and pedestrians screaming can be heard continuously, but these sounds can't reach the ears of a priest at all.

The only thing he could hear was the anger and roar coming from the depths of his heart.

【Kill him, kill him, kill him...】

"Kill you--"

A temple repair finally moved.

His figure suddenly disappeared in place, and he came to Bai Lan in the blink of an eye.Then with a "bang", Bai Lan, who was punched by him in the front, flew backwards, knocked over the surrounding cars that were too late to dodge, and hit the building behind him, her body was deeply embedded in the wall.

This is not over yet, a temple cultivator appeared in front of Bai Lan again in a blink of an eye, and swung his fist at him again with a mighty momentum!

With just one blow, the entire wall behind Bai Lan was pierced, and rubble and broken bricks rolled to the ground.

His body fell to the ground weakly and lightly like a fallen leaf in late autumn, stirring up thick dust.

A temple cultivator's attack has not stopped yet, he accurately found his target in the ruins, and his fists rained down on the opponent.

【Kill him, kill him, kill him...】

The surrounding voices disappeared without a trace, and for a moment, all he could hear were words from the unknown depths, one after another, lingering in his mind like a curse.

"build……"

"Xiu... calm down..."

"build……"

"build!"

"One temple repair! Wake up!!!"

"Snapped!"

Huh?

A monk's movement suddenly stopped, and he reacted belatedly, thinking dullly: Who slapped him?

"Are you awake?"

A cold, familiar voice rang in his ears.

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of one temple cultivator slightly widened, and his head, which was turned away because of the slap, slowly turned back.

He looked at the person who gave him a slap just now, with a gloomy face and dark eyes, his mind was blank.

"Too... Zai?"

He is still alive.

Bai Lan lied to me.

Thinking of this, a temple cultivator looked at Bai Lan who was being held down and beaten by him...

But upon seeing it, he discovered something strange.

Even though this person had been beaten so badly that he couldn't see his original appearance at all, but that black hair soaked in blood... didn't belong to Bai Lan at all!

How is this going?

A temple repair is sure that he has not changed his goal from beginning to end, but why does this guy who is not breathing in front of him have black hair that Bai Lan does not have?

He stood up from the ground in a daze, thick blood ran down his hand, gathered at the fingertips, and then dripped.

There was a soft "snap", blood drops splashed on the broken bricks at his feet, and a scarlet flower bloomed.

He raised his head, looked at Osamu Dazai hesitantly, and thought in a daze: Bai Lan is a fake, and this Dazai in front of him...could it be real?