Canary of the gods

This was the first time that a temple cultivator wanted to knock open the head of his bamboo horse to see what strange things he didn't know were inside.

Of course, Saiki Kusuo heard his slander, and said blankly: [Why, do you have any objections? 】

[I can't say that I disagree... I'm just curious, why do you suddenly have such an idea? 】One temple cultivator is very puzzled.

Saiki Kusuo raised his eyebrows, and said: [Do you think I can't hear what you've been thinking about recently? 】

[…] A temple cultivator curled his lips, [But I want to return to thinking, I didn’t plan to do anything, why are you so excited? 】

Saiki Kusuo was silent for a while.

【You don't intend to confess? 】

A temple cultivator said indifferently: [Why should I confess my love to a guy who is going to die at any moment. 】

【…】When did his silly and sweet Chinese cabbage evolve into Niu Colu cabbage?

However, the words of a temple repairer are indeed correct.

Although Osamu Dazai's disqualification in the human world prevents him from dying in an accident due to the side effects of supernatural powers like the previous three lovers of Jiyijiu...

In the past few days of following him alone, Saiki Kusuo has witnessed the other party entering the water, hanging himself, eating poisonous mushrooms, etc., and committing suicide no less than ten times.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a car, no house, and your wallet is often washed away by water. It doesn’t matter if your predecessor’s background in the port mafia is nothing.It can be seen that it is quite a problem to see beautiful women begging for love with all kinds of rhetoric.

That's why, after getting to know Dazai Osamu carefully, Saiki Kusuo deliberately found a priest and said that to him.

Emotions cannot be controlled by people, but the ideas and measures to make emotions go further can be controlled.

Thinking about it this way, his cub is actually quite sober.

Saiki Kusuo breathed a sigh of relief.

But then again.

【Kusuo. 】A temple repair narrowed his eyes, and said faintly: 【You just said 'dad' or something...? 】

Saiki Kusuo quickly denied: [You heard wrong. 】

【…】

Day by day, if it wasn't for Saiki Kusuo who would go to the next world to watch the progress from time to time, anyone would think that Dazai Osamu of the next world is planning to detain a temple cultivator's supernatural power.

As the person who lost the supernatural ability, one temple monk didn't seem to care much about it.

Except for the lack of convenient superpowers and the company of bamboo horses, he feels like he has returned to the days before he met the detective agency.

One day he even said to Saiki Kusuo: [I think the days of losing superpowers are like today, and there seems to be nothing I can’t adapt to. 】

Saiki Kusuo was also a little surprised.

He felt that Jiyi Yijiu's obsession with the detective agency or Dazai Osamu was not as deep as he imagined. In this way... Maybe he could bring his Chinese cabbage back to the original world?

Of course, such thoughts only lasted for less than half a day.

In the afternoon, Nakajima Atsushi, who had been mentored by a temple repairer for a while, finally had some free time and had the opportunity to visit a temple repairer's home.

"You said you fought against Akutagawa and won?"

"Yes." Nakajima Atsushi scratched his hair a little shyly.

"Isn't that very good." A priest gnawed on an apple, urging Atsushi Nakajima to tell him the battle, and then he gave him some pointers on this basis.

Atsushi Nakajima listened so earnestly that he almost took a small notebook to write down those sharp points.

Saiki Kusuo who teleported to the second floor did not appear in front of Atsushi Nakajima.At this distance, he can still hear the conversation and inner voice of the two of them.

In this conversation, although a temple cultivator did not show it on the surface, his heart was extremely peaceful and peaceful.You must know that in the past, if someone said a few more words in front of him, he would become impatient, turn around and leave.

After "listening in" for a while, the old father Saiki Kusuo sighed in relief and helplessness.

Sure enough, the guy who repaired a temple was just arrogant and arrogant and didn't realize it. If he was really brought back to the original world, maybe he would miss everyone in the detective agency from time to time.

He has already established a new bond here, why drag him out of the social and life he has adapted to and throw him into another place where he needs to start from scratch?

Thinking of this, Saiki Kusuo felt that there was no need to listen any longer.

Compared to this, he should go and see when the superpower of a temple cultivator will come back.You must know that now he runs back and forth between the three worlds every day, and he hasn't enjoyed a real rest day for a long time—although, in this world, he killed a temple for a fortune and ate a very satisfying dessert. feast.

Not long after Saiki Kusuo left, the two in the living room were chatting, and the topic unknowingly turned to the bank bomb case some time ago.

Atsushi Nakajima said that this case seems to be over, but in fact, so far, there are still many doubts that have not been resolved.

"Huh? Why? Didn't all the criminals be arrested?" A priest was surprised. Back then, he used supernatural powers to find out all the people involved in the case and the bomb. There could be no omissions.

"That's right." Atsushi Nakajima frowned slightly, "Although it is related to the bank bomb case, it should actually be counted as another case. It mainly involves the bomb they used."

Speaking of bombs, back in time, when Ji Yiyi and Atsushi Nakajima went to the commercial building to arrest people, the latter also mentioned this issue.

How did these people get so many high-performance bombs and install them in women's toilets on every floor of high-rise commercial buildings without anyone noticing in a short period of time?

"Later, Mr. Dazai found out that an illusionist from Italy helped them in this incident. After the other party was caught, he was interrogated by the police and refused to let go. But after hearing that a special unit of the military and police took action, They tortured him to find out why he did this."

A special unit of the military police?

Hearing this, a monk's eyes suddenly flashed.

Is it a hound...

But this is not the crux of the problem. He quickly put aside this guess and continued to listen to Atsushi Nakajima's narration later.

"But they investigated over and over again, but they found that the other party was simply following orders. The one who gave him orders was a guy he called 'Master Bai Lan'..." Atsushi Nakajima said, alone Putting his chin on his hand, he began to think, "The problem is, this 'Master Bai Lan' disappeared not long ago, and his life and death are unknown, and the clues have been cut off here."

A temple cultivator: "..." Then you probably won't be able to find him.

Moreover, Jiyi also heard from Saiki Kusuo that the Bailan in this world has been made into "canned food" by the Bailan in the next world, and soaked in the water prison that is dedicated to detaining the mafia.Even, the cauldron that sent people to assist in the bank bombing case should belong to Bai Lan in the world next door, and it has nothing to do with Mr. Cotton Candy who writes novels in this world.

"However, the military police followed the vines to find out the exchange and the leader where the prisoners bought high-performance bombs, and then pointed the finger at a local illegal organization."

After listening to his description of the illegal organization, a priest couldn't help blinking his eyes.

Isn't this... an old acquaintance of his.

He, Dazai Osamu, and the detective agency first met the bus spontaneous combustion case, and the culprit was from the illegal organization.

After that, Osamu Dazai invited him to join the detective agency's haunted house drug hiding case, which was also done by the illegal organization.

Even the incident of the unknown stalker, which was later used as his assessment for joining the company, and the incident of hunting down the wanted criminal in the one-billion-yen robbery case, were all related to this illegal organization.

Although the last incident was Osamu Dazai's bad idea, let them take the blame for disrupting traffic and beat Akutagawa for a temple.

A temple cultivator rubbed his chin, feeling that this illegal organization really had a predestined relationship with him.

Although... it sounds pretty pitiful.

"The police knew the time of their next transaction. They took the stolen goods and caught them on the spot. The leader of this illegal organization and his confidants were arrested by the police, but unfortunately, the enemy's second-in-command Unfortunately, he ran away early. I heard that the police still haven't found his whereabouts until now."

A temple cultivator nodded, thinking that this was the end of the matter.Unexpectedly, that night, the second-in-command, whom the police had been looking for for a long time, appeared in front of everyone in Yokohama in a very high-profile and crazy way.

Yes, everyone in Yokohama.

He cut off the broadcasting signals of TV, radio, and light screens in commercial buildings within Yokohama, and broadcast the manifesto he had recorded.

"In Yokohama, which covers an area of ​​437 square kilometers, I have installed a total of 437 high-performance bombs! Some of these bombs are in inconspicuous dark corners, some are in crowded downtown areas; some are in public places, some are At private residences; some on buildings, some on hostages... Hahaha!"

"The explosion time...how long is the explosion time? Oops! I forgot, the explosion time is set by me, some will explode early and some will explode at the same time! For the next whole night, the whole of Yokohama I can hear the sound of exploding fireworks!"

The person on the TV is like a clown trying to please the public, with exaggerated expressions and body language, dancing and screaming, like an emotional monkey barking its teeth and claws.

Sixiu Yiyi sat on the sofa with his knees hugged, looked at the crazy middle-aged man on the TV screen with a calm expression, raised his hand to his mouth, and coughed a few times.

Not long after, he unexpectedly received a call from Kunikida Doppo.

"Xiu." The other party's tone was very heavy, "Did you see what was broadcast on TV?"

"Yeah." He responded, and just about to say something, his throat started to itch again, which made him cough several times in a row uncontrollably.

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone.

"Cough cough... sorry... I can't hold back... cough cough cough!"

"It's not your fault." Kunikida Doppo sighed softly.

To be honest, they shouldn't have put their pressure and hope on a temple cultivator, but this time the situation is too critical.

Knowing that the body of a temple cultivator has not recovered, it means that his disappeared supernatural power has not returned.Although they had already made good mental preparations, when they really confirmed this point, the glimmer of hope was instantly extinguished, and disappointment was inevitable.

Although they were short of manpower, they couldn't let a monk who was dragging his sick body join them in the tense and dangerous bomb discharge work.So after saying a few words, Kunikida Doppo was about to hang up the phone.

At this moment, a priest suddenly asked, "Where's Dazai?"

The other side was silent for two seconds, and told the truth: "Mr. Ranpo and Dazai deduced that these bombs should be the guy's supernatural ability, so..."

"Did he go to that guy?"

"Yes, but no doubt, that guy must have thought of this, and there must be no shortage of ambushes. But before Dazai set off, he swore that he alone was enough, and he didn't let us follow."

"Really...I see."

After the call was over, a monk coughed a few more times, threw the phone on the table, curled up on the sofa with his knees in his arms, and stared blankly at the long-haired carpet in a daze.