What should I do if there are too many black histories and people come to my door?

Osamu Dazai was talking to someone in the corridor in front of the conference hall of a big hotel.

He was wearing a suit, no jewel buckles, but a tie honestly, and an identity tag around his neck.

After receiving a call from Ayatsuji pedestrians, Osamu Dazai said in a cheerful tone: "I'm on a mission, I can't make it through, if I leave halfway this time, the chief farmer will strangle me to death."

Ayatsuji pedestrians sneered: "I met Atsushi Nakajima and received a letter from his brother. If you don't come, you will be at your own risk."

After speaking, Ayatsuji pedestrian hung up the phone.

Dazai Osamu was taken aback, Akamatsu Ryu wrote a letter to Ayatsuji Pedestrian?

He immediately contacted Akamatsu Ryu on his mobile phone: "Are you writing to Ayatsuji?"

Akamatsu's reply was quick: "He is the only one who doesn't have any interests or ideas, and only thinks that I came to you to fall in love."

Osamu Dazai couldn't help smiling after watching it, he understood what Akamatsu Ryu meant.

If someone sincerely blesses them, why hide it?Why refuse?

Osamu Dazai put away his mobile phone, and said to the person in the Secret Service Section in front of him, "I'm going to leave for a while."

The other party was a little surprised: "But! Mr. Sakaguchi, the tripartite talks are about to start. Is it really okay for you to leave now?"

Osamu Dazai murmured: "It's not a big problem, we can't talk about anything today."

I don’t know which genius did it, and suggested that it’s immoral for the two parties to negotiate the contract in secret. Why don’t you discuss it together, and negotiate with whichever side has more favorable conditions.

Osamu Dazai admires the death-defying spirit of some politicians and high-level officials. Just think of the scene of Fyodor and Jotaro Kujo sitting at the negotiating table, holding the contract face to face and comparing pennies and pennies. Osamu Dazai feels that he will laugh crazy .

He originally came here today to do security work with the intention of reading jokes, but how can reading jokes be more important than falling in love?So Osamu Dazai told his colleagues that there was something special to go away for a while, and he left happily through the back door of the hotel.

It's time for him to leave.

Just out of the back door of the hotel, when he was about to turn a corner and go down the staff elevator to the first basement floor, Osamu Dazai saw many soldiers and police stationed nearby.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly hid behind the big pillar, and the moment before he dodged, he saw Mori Ogai.

Mori Owai was talking to a middle-aged man with a moustache, followed by a few imposing military policemen, and then they entered the staff elevator.

Osamu Dazai waited for a while to make sure that the ace troops of the military and police had entered the venue before he walked over to use the staff elevator.

The military police guarding nearby stopped Osamu Dazai. Osamu Dazai said that the Secret Service was in a hurry and he wanted to drive away. The military police let him go after confirming the authenticity of the documents.

Osamu Dazai drove away from the hotel where the secret meeting was held.

After leaving the hotel, Osamu Dazai was waiting for the red light at the intersection in front of the hotel. He took the opportunity to look sideways at the building of the hotel, tsk-tsk endlessly.

"It's too lively." Osamu Dazai murmured, "Wouldn't it be a shame that Ango didn't come to join in the fun?"

Action is worse than heartbeat, Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone: "Ango? Where are you?"

Ango Sakaguchi was checking the documents of more than a dozen shops in the newly rented office building recently rented by Hong Kong and Hei. After answering the call from Osamu Dazai, Ango Sakaguchi felt a stomachache before he listened to the content.

"……what?"

Dazai Osamu's tone was calm and unwavering: "The wind is blowing, let Oda take you to this place tonight."

Sakaguchi Ango frowned slightly: "I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ango Sakaguchi heaved a sigh of relief, and his face turned serious.

Oda Sakunosuke sat next to him and wiped his gun: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, act at night."

"it is good."

On the other side, Osamu Dazai quickly arrived at the detective agency where Ayatsuji pedestrians were located.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes lit up when he saw Osamu Dazai entering the door: "Dazai...uh, Mr. Sakaguchi!"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Hey, Atsushi, long time no see, how did you do in the final exam?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "I'm still waiting for the results, but I think it's not bad, it's an improvement over the midterm exam."

Osamu Dazai whistled: "It's really not easy, as long as you are making progress."

Atsushi Nakajima said shyly, "My brother said the same thing." After a pause, the boy said happily, "He said he would come to see me play in August!"

Osamu Dazai said slowly: "If you can win the national championship, the success rate of university admission will be much higher, right?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "Yes! Qingxue is very strong this year, we will definitely win!"

Osamu Dazai: "Come on, I look forward to your admission to university."

A few words succeeded in making the white-haired boy feel like he had been given blood. As soon as Osamu Dazai reached the stairs, he saw Ayatsuji pedestrians looking at him from the stairs on the second floor.

Osamu Dazai greeted with a smile: "Yo, Ayatsuji, why are you looking for me?"

He quickly ran up the stairs on the second floor: "The Chief Farmer assigned me a new task, and I'm busy right now."

Ayatsuji pedestrian said inexplicably: "Really? I can't tell."

"Because new tasks are more important to me than falling in love!"

Dazai said naturally: "You said he wrote you a letter? Where is it? Let me see~"

Ayatsuji pedestrians casually threw the letterhead that Atsushi Nakajima had given him to Osamu Dazai, who leaned against his desk with his arms folded.

"So, why did he come to Tokyo before?"

Osamu Dazai read the letter quickly: "Didn't you guess it? We are in a long-distance relationship."

Ayatsuji Xingren felt his stomach hurt, he thought of K's thick information, and asked Osamu Dazai: "Why did he meddle in Kyogoku Natsuhiko's affairs?"

"Don't you know? That old man interrupted our date!"

Dazai Osamu yelled: "Heaven has a way, if he doesn't go, if he crashes in, then go to the bureau. I wanted to get it done with one shot, but it was said that I am now a civil servant, and I can't be as careless as before."

Ayatsuji pedestrians carefully observed Osamu Dazai's expression, and his stomach hurt even more.

He could sense that what Osamu Dazai said was true.

Kyogoku Natsuhiko is really unlucky.

But since it was a well-set trap, the subsequent car accident...

Ayatsuji pedestrian: "What happened to the car accident between Mr. Taneda and the spy? Why did K attack them?"

Dazai Osamu snorted: "Ango is here, Liu must go back, it's too much! We just held hands for less than half a month!!"

Ayatsuji pedestrian: "..."

Osamu Dazai sneered and said, "Besides, Ango is already a cadre. If he went to Tokyo to meet Chief Farmer first, Ruo must warn him."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders: "Mr. Tantian only had a broken bone in his left hand, and Ango's head was swollen. Compared with before, we are very restrained!"

Ayatsuji pedestrian: "..."

Ayatsuji Pedestrians once again recalled the Dazai Osamu's great achievements, and then K's SS alert level. Compared with this, the consequences of that car accident are really nothing.

But just to be cautious, Ayatsuji pedestrian asked Osamu Dazai: "Tell me honestly, is it true that K came to Tokyo in August to watch that boy's tennis match?"

Osamu Dazai immediately beamed with joy: "His birthday is in August! We will celebrate together, and I plan to give him a diamond ring!"

Ayatsuji pedestrian: "..."

He suddenly felt that the book-thick information collected by the Secret Service was rubbish!Rubbish!

Just when Ayatsuji pedestrians were trying to learn about a real Akamatsu Ryu from Dazai Osamu, Akamatsu Ryu disguised himself as Oba Fumiko and was talking to the editor about publishing a novel.

That's right, that magic reform literature with a stomachache is actually about to be published!

The cause was the death of Ryuko Nakajima, and Kyogoku Natsuhiko went to jail. Naturally, all the manuscripts Kyogoku Natsuhiko had at hand were taken away by the Secret Service as evidence and materials.

After the investigation of the case was completed, Chief Taneda felt the earth-shattering love between Ryuko Nakajima and Osamu Dazai—isn’t it earth-shattering?Two cars were scrapped, and the head of the farm was broken! ——Then the chief farmer instructed the staff below to return the last manuscript left by Ryuko Nakajima to Fumiko Oba, a relative of Ryuko Nakajima.

Hassan pretended to be Oba Fumiko and took the manuscript, and was about to burn it in front of Nakajima Ryuko's tombstone. As a result, a publishing house approached and said they wanted to publish the story.

Here I want to say that Kyogoku Natsuhiko is really famous in certain fields and has great energy in the academic circle. Hearing that he was imprisoned, many scholars are very concerned about this matter.

Among them, the most noticeable one is of course the novel that caused everything to begin. Some people with good intentions publicized it, saying that this is a story that can lead people into the abyss after reading it.

It can be said that this stomachache story casually written by Akamatsu Ryu has attracted the attention of many people before it is released.

Under such circumstances, there will naturally be people who want to take advantage of this momentum to publish this book and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

Akamatsu Ryu was not interested at first, but when he told Dazai about it like a joke, Dazai immediately urged Akamatsu to publish it, expressing that he wanted to read it.

Akamatsu Ryu struggled for a long time between the two ideas of 'burn the black history completely' and 'publish it if Dazai wants to read it', and finally, under Hassan's ridicule, he honestly went to the publishing house to discuss the matter of publication.

Osamu Dazai wants to see it, so let's go out.

To be honest, this story is not too long, and if it is really going to be published, some more manuscripts must be added.

The editor approached Fumiko Oba because she hoped that Ms. Fumiko Oba could find some manuscripts and gossip written by Ryuko Nakajima during her lifetime, and gather them together to publish a book.

Of course, Akamatsu Ryu could not have other manuscripts.

He could only write quickly again, and casually wrote some miscellaneous stories about myths—that is, some thoughts and discussions on myths—and he even had to download his original paper to make up the numbers and stuff it into this in the stack.

Chisongliu managed to get together one hundred thousand characters, and his whole body was about to collapse.

"It's not easy being a novelist."

Hassan watched Chisongliu write a novel, laughing so hard that his stomach cramped.

This dog is better than the master today!It really brought back all the stomach pain I had some time ago!

Akamatsu Ryu went to the editor again after finishing the manuscript. The editor was overjoyed. He roughly flipped through it, estimated the overall number of manuscripts, and after confirming that it would not be a problem to write a book, he asked Akamatsu Ryu: "What is the name of the novel? Any ideas?"

Akamatsu Ryu: "Name?"

Editor: "Yes, a novel must have a name when it is published. As a relative of Ms. Nakajima and the person who sorted out Ms. Nakajima's manuscripts during her lifetime, you are of course qualified to determine the name for this novel."

Akamatsu Ryu made a mournful expression, and said weakly: "It's better to call it the setting sun. It was evening when I was notified by the police. The setting sun was like blood, which made me unforgettable."

"Sunset." The editor thought for a while and said, "Although the name is meaningful, it's not attractive enough."

Akamatsu asked: "Then which name do you think is more suitable for the current market and more attractive to readers?"

Edit: "Let's be blunt, dead man's love, what do you think?"

Chisong Liu didn't bother to retort: ​​"Okay, let's call it "Dead Man's Love"!"