Canary of the gods

On the way back to the car, Osamu Dazai suddenly saw something that caught his attention in the crevices of a certain pile of rubble.

"Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima was walking, and suddenly found that Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to be walking beside him, fell behind at some point.

He looked back and found that the other party was squatting on the ground a few steps away, holding a dirty and blood-stained bandage in one hand, and a broken remote control shell in the other hand, with his head bowed , I don't know what I'm thinking.

"Did you find anything?" Nakajima Atsushi leaned over curiously.

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai didn't rush to answer, but just asked Atsushi Nakajima, "By the way, Atsushi-kun, did Xiu contact you while you were arresting the prisoner?"

"Yes." Atsushi Nakajima told Osamu Dazai about the content of the two previous communications that Ji Yiji had contacted him.

"In the first contact, Mr. Xiu said that he found someone of interest next to the prisoner, and he wanted to investigate the purpose of the other party's presence here; the second contact asked me if I had encountered any stalking or suspicious persons. The character...ah, also, I told him he saw smoke outside the window, and he hung up after that."

"Thick smoke?" Dazai Osamu glanced at the remote control shell in his hand, his eyes were deep, "I see."

"what?"

"I probably know why Xiu is so angry." Osamu Dazai threw the things in his hands aside, patted the dust on his hands, straightened up, and smiled helplessly, "That idiot."

Atsushi Nakajima: "???" You know what?

But Osamu Dazai didn't intend to give him an answer, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, there are still many things waiting for us to do."

"... Oh." Atsushi Nakajima nodded in confusion.

The two returned to the car. The car keys, a satchel of the priest, the control panel of the remote-controlled bomb, and the prisoner caught by Atsushi Nakajima were all in the car at the moment.

The prisoner was knocked out, bound his hands and feet and stuffed them into the back seat. When Osamu Dazai saw him, he praised Atsushi Nakajima: "This is the accomplice in the bombing case? Well done, Atsushi~"

Atsushi Nakajima scratched his cheek, although Osamu Dazai praised him for being happy, but now shouldn't be the time to say these things?

"Okay, it's time for us to go."

Osamu Dazai reminded Atsushi Nakajima to fasten his seat belt and start the car.

Atsushi Nakajima asked puzzledly, "Where are you going?"

"Huh? Of course take the guy in the backseat to the officer in charge of the bank bombing."

That's true, but...

Atsushi Nakajima was very entangled, looking at Osamu Dazai's side face he hesitated to speak.

After successfully driving the car onto the road, Osamu Dazai didn't need to look back at all, and he could guess what Atsushi Nakajima was thinking at the moment: "Are you worried about Xiu?"

"Um……"

"Don't worry, those guys won't do anything to him for the time being."

Hearing this, Nakajima Atsushi breathed a sigh of relief, but he noticed Osamu Dazai's words and still couldn't help feeling uneasy: "For the time being, it means...Mr. Xiu will still be in trouble, right?"

Osamu Dazai said lightly: "After all, it is a fact that he killed someone, and he was caught on the spot by the military police and the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"..." Atsushi Nakajima was in a very complicated mood. He really couldn't imagine that a monk would be arrested for the reason of "provoking trouble and killing people".

"So we have to investigate the cause and effect of the whole incident." Osamu Dazai said in a flat tone.

Atsushi Nakajima lifted his spirits, "As long as the reason is investigated, can Mr. Xiu be released?"

Osamu Dazai said vaguely, "Maybe."

In fact, as long as there is a thought of the temple, they can return to them at any time.But... of course things are not that simple.

From Sakaguchi Ango's attitude, Osamu Dazai noticed two things.

First, Bai Lan's disappearance must have a lot to do with the whole incident; second, the Ability Secret Service Division was definitely not dispatched because of the anonymous report letter.

First, on the first question.

Ango Sakaguchi's ability is to "extract the memory left on the object".Therefore, even if Bai Lan was taken away by someone, he could still trace the other party's whereabouts all the way by reading the memory of the floor at the scene.

But Ango Sakaguchi said that Bai Lan "disappeared with unknown life and death", that is to say, he did not find any memory of Bai Lan's whereabouts at the scene.

So where did Bai Lan go?

And why did one temple cultivator think that the person he killed at that time should be Bai Lan?In fact, this question can be answered as long as Ango Sakaguchi uses his supernatural power.

But needless to say, it is impossible for the Supernatural Secret Service Division to easily reveal the information.

This involves the second issue, which is the real reason for the dispatch of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, that is, the supernormal ability of a temple cultivator was exposed.

That anonymous letter gave them an excuse to dispatch.And a monk's rampage gave them a legitimate reason to arrest him.

So, by what method did the Ability Secret Service Division know about a temple's ability to cultivate supernatural powers?

Now that they already know, before deciding to arrest, have they ever imagined that a monk will use supernatural powers to escape in the end?Did they already have a solution to this?

This question is actually not difficult to answer.

It can be seen from the anesthesia needle that poured out a temple cultivator almost instantly that they came prepared.

A temple cultivator's physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he can only cope with the anesthesia dose of ordinary people. It is absolutely impossible to take away his consciousness in one go.

Regarding the dosage of anesthesia, on the other side, there are also people discussing this issue.

"It's unbelievable that the dose of anesthesia that can make an adult elephant sleep for half a day actually works on him for less than half an hour..."

"Sure enough, the dosage should be doubled, right?"

"But...the dose is too much, is it really okay?"

"This is also something that can't be helped. The higher-ups have ordered that he must not be allowed to wake up before the handover with..."

"Hurry up, stop talking! He's waking up soon!"

A monk heard this conversation in a daze, his eyes hadn't been fully opened, the rare sleepiness and powerlessness hit his brain again, and after a while, he fell asleep unconsciously again.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a boxy, closed room with no windows or doors.The room was empty, except for the bed under him, there was nothing extra.

Probably because the dose of anesthesia injection was too much, after a monk opened his eyes, his head was groggy and dazed for a long time.The brain is empty, like a high, far, endless blue sky, only occasionally drifting past white, soft, and even more elusive clouds.

He sat on the bed blankly, his eyes downcast, out of focus, and even the frequency of blinking was very low.If someone who doesn't know why sees it, they may still think that this is an exquisite and lifelike doll.

A group of people wearing military uniforms and swords around their waists saw this scene through the surveillance screen, and started a discussion as if no one else was around.

"In this state, there must be nothing to ask, right?"

"After the meaning is communicated to him, you can relax a little bit the control over his thinking, otherwise it will be very hard work for the superhuman who has trapped his brain."

"It's just in case, after all, if 'what you want', if you can't carry out the step of 'thinking', then there is no way to achieve 'things'."

"So, let's start now?" Among them, a young man with his eyes closed said so.

Standing opposite him, a petite girl folded her arms in front of her chest, raised her chin arrogantly and said to him: "Don't bring out your bad habit of playing with your opponent and enjoying their anxiety, and delay things. I'll cut off your ears! You know?!"

"Yes, I know, Miss Yezi."

Okura Yeko turned his head and yelled at the staff sitting in front of the console: "Hurry up, get to work!"

The staff responded in a hurry, typing a long string of complex and disorderly password commands on the keyboard with ten fingers.The command was displayed correctly. There was supposed to be nothing at hand, but a small square no bigger than a palm opened, with a red button inside.

He pressed the button, and then he could see from the surveillance that a door quietly opened in the square room where a monk was imprisoned.

A temple cultivator stared at the floor with a blank expression, and suddenly heard the crisp and rhythmic sound of heels hitting the floor.In addition, there was a very harsh dragging sound of a chair.

He moved his ears, raised his head slowly, and met the eyes of the young man in military uniform who dragged a chair into the room.

"Hello." The other party greeted him with a smile.

"..." A temple cultivator didn't respond.

The other party didn't mind his indifference, so he dragged the chair across to him, stopped at a moderate distance, and then sat down with his long legs crossed, as if he wanted to have a long talk with him.

"Is your name Xiu right? Then I'll call you that. You can call me Tiaoye, that's my name." Tiaoye Caiju said in a relaxed tone.

Although it was the first time they met, the other party was still a criminal under their custody, but he showed an attitude as if the person sitting in front of him was a familiar old friend, and the place they were in was not a prison cell, but an elegant environment coffee shop.

A temple cultivator's expression was still calm, from the time Tiao Yecaiju sat down to when he opened his mouth, he didn't blink his eyes, and he was stingy in giving his own response.

"By the way, you've been sleeping for so long, so you probably don't know what time it is?" Tiao Ye Caiju nodded his chin, thinking, and mentioned someone intentionally or unintentionally, "Also, you don't know what time it is?" You know, after being arrested, what happened to that man named Dazai?"

Hearing the key words, a priest blinked his eyes suddenly.

Although Tiaoye Caiju couldn't see, his hearing was very sensitive, and he naturally felt that the moment he said "Dazai", there was an obvious change in the breathing of the person opposite.

He didn't change his face, as if he didn't notice an abnormality in the temple, he said with a little confusion: "But, it has been two days since you were sent here. If you tell everything one by one, it will take a lot of time. It's too long, and I don't know what you most want to know now..."

"He..." A monk opened his mouth and said hoarsely, "He, they..."

"Huh? They? You mean Dazai and the detective agency?"

A priest nodded slowly.

Tiaoye Caiju clapped his hands and said happily, "Since you are willing to cooperate, the conversation between us will be much easier."

The corners of his mouth curled up deeper, lowered his voice, and said in a tone full of delusion: "Come on, tell me slowly, what do you want to know about the detective agency and about Dazai?"