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Ai Okubo was arrested, and her prosecution is still being prepared, but the best result for this girl is to stay in prison for the rest of her life, even if she is sentenced to death, it is not surprising.

Killing a girl of the same age as him to disguise his body, using his talent to make waves on the Internet, threatening no less than ten underage children to commit major crimes, such as locking Onto Asaba into a freezer happened more than once , every child said he was threatened.

Children are a kind of people who have a natural fear of their parents to a certain extent, and a little thing can lead them to make big mistakes.

For example, stealing some money from parents, such as poor test scores, such as being criticized by teachers for bullying classmates at school, Okubo Ai used the psychology of children who don’t understand, just want to hide, and are afraid of being blamed, to lure them into harming others. So far, as far as the police have found out, five people have been killed or injured as a result.

The nature of the case is extremely bad for minors. Even if Ai Okubo is only 17 years old this year, it is still a heavy punishment.

Osamu Dazai watched the news broadcast on TV, and after a while he tilted his head slightly, "There is no report from the black organization."

"Probably because you can't startle the snake?"

"No, I don't think that gin is so easy to be caught." Osamu Dazai tapped his fingers on the table, making clear and clear voices, "Although I haven't met them before, I still have them when I was in the black organization. I have heard their names, this Gin is the person most relied on by the leader of the black organization, even if Ai Okubo dies, he will live well."

Onto Asaba looked at Osamu Dazai, and he turned his gaze away after a while, "I didn't catch it or caught a fake one. Even Toru Amuro doesn't know where he is. It looks like he's hiding very well."

"This is gin, he doesn't believe anyone." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, his kite-colored pupils were indifferent, "The more cautious you are, the more suspicious you are, the more you can escape."

At this moment, with a ding dong, the doorbell rang, and Osamu Dazai yawned lazily.

"The police are at the door."

Onto Asaba watched him slack for a moment as if he had no bones, he stretched out his hand and patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, then walked over and opened the door.

There was a familiar person outside the door, and Toru Amuro seemed to have nothing wrong with him. He was wearing the uniform of a coffee shop employee, with three packed cups of coffee in his hand, with a clear smile, "Sir, the coffee you ordered has arrived!"

"Coffee?" Osamu Dazai heard the word keenly, he got off the sofa and touched it silently, and then poured the coffee in before Asaba Onto refused.

Then, with a click, Amuro looked at the door that was slammed shut in front of him and fell into thought.

The two welcome coffee but not him?Is he still likable without coffee?

Before he finished contemplating, the door opened again, and Asakusa Onsen's green eyes were full of gentleness. He let Anshi Toru in. Both the voice and posture were very comfortable. Humans have such a gentle and comfortable attitude.

But like the afterglow of the explosion, the gorgeous fireworks are actually the most terrible destruction.

"Dazai, don't drink coffee, you will suffer from insomnia." Asaba Onto stopped Osamu Dazai who was going to unpack the takeaway bags.

Osamu Dazai's hand was frozen on the bag, he and Onto Asaba looked at each other for three seconds, and then reluctantly pushed the coffee to the other side, looking out of sight and out of mind.

But he did listen to Asaba Onto's words and didn't drink coffee.

Toru Amuro quietly glanced at Osamu Dazai, then coughed and started the topic, "The two of you should know why I am here as a guest, right?"

"What did you say? Mr. Police Officer?" Osamu Dazai looked at him pretending to be innocent, "It was you who brought the coffee without authorization. We are also at a loss. How could we know why you came here alone? Could it be that Wen and I What is different about people, are you going to invite us?"

Toru Amuro choked for a moment, he didn't expect that this man was still pretending to be at this level.

"No need to pretend, I already know Mr. Dazai that you are the defected cadre of the mysterious black organization." Toru Amuro continued to clarify.

"What? The Black Organization?" Osamu Dazai exaggeratedly shouted, "Mr. Police Officer, even if you are a policeman, you can't slander good people at will. Look at me, and then look at Wen people. We will be the kind who have committed countless big crimes." Is it a member of the Black Organization? I dare not even kill a chicken!"

Toru Amuro stared at Osamu Dazai, who was silent, not knowing what to say.

"Wenren, you are an embalmer, right? You are an observer of the last hurdle of life for the deceased to leave with dignity. How can such a solemn profession be united with the black organization?"

Onto Asaba looked at Osamu Dazai talking nonsense, "...it's not that great."

"Don't be humble, Wen Ren, your work deserves everyone's respect!"

Toru Amuro...Toru Amuro didn't want to talk to Osamu Dazai anymore, he turned his head to look at Onto Asaba, "Mr. Asaba, although I'm a bit rude, may I know why you chose to become an embalmer? In your profile In, you were a forensic doctor before that, and you helped Mr. Kudo more than once."

"Didn't Dazai answer just now?"

"Oh?" Amuro was stunned for a moment, "Have you answered?"

"Because that is the last hurdle in life." Onto Asaba unwrapped the coffee brought by Toru Amuro. He unpacked the coffee and put it in front of Osamu Dazai before pushing another cup to Toru Amuro. "A person's life is not just Living, and dying, in fact, the forensic doctor and the mortician are the same, they are both observing the last stage of life."

"It's just that a forensic doctor can only see a person's tragic or failed life, but as an embalmer, he can see all kinds of things in the world."

Holding a simple paper coffee cup, Toru Amuro remained silent, "Mr. Asaba, did you become an embalmer because you were observing, or in other words, to see all kinds of human nature?"

"You can think so." Onto Asaba smiled, and his blue eyes seemed to be filled with sunshine, "Don't you think Mr. Amuro? A person's life is a big game, and in this game, some People go smoothly, and some people have many disasters. This is an imbalance and an alternative choice."

"Choose?"

"Yes." Onto Asaba looked into his eyes, "The one who chooses to change for his ideal is the ultimate winner."

kind of bad...

Toru Amuro pinched the paper cup, he could feel that the paper cup was deformed by him, but he didn't know what to do now.

I didn't think it before, but in the conversation that evening and the conversation now, Toru Amuro confirmed one thing. Onto Asaba suddenly looked like a very friendly and normal person, but his thoughts were out of tune with his surroundings. In other words, he had It is difficult for outsiders to break their own set of logical systems.

The rules of this world can't restrain him, the laws of this world can't suppress him, he is the wind of freedom outside his dissociation.

It is very difficult to persuade such a person, because it is difficult to understand what he means if you cannot reach the same pace with him, so to speak...

Amuro glanced at Dazai Osamu and then at Asaba Onto.

Are these two people who can agree on ideas?

"I'm actually here this time just to tell you one thing. Gin escaped, and only Okubo Ai was arrested." Amuro lowered his head, and his voice was a little low. "Being bullied to such an extent, it is not ruled out that he will Come to find the possibility of your revenge, be careful."

"And I don't know where he is, he doesn't trust anyone after this operation."

Osamu Dazai took a sip of coffee, "Oh."

Toru Amuro understands the word Dazai Osamu strangely, which definitely means: It's none of my business.

It's amazing that a person who deserves such a beating can still be valued by that gentleman to this day. If he has such a person under his command, he must hold him down and beat him up several times to relieve his anger.

Of course, just thinking about it.

Heaving a heavy breath, Toru Amuro put the two invitations on the table, "This is an invitation letter for the Suzuki Group exhibition, someone above us wants to meet you, of course don't worry, this is just an ordinary exhibition , it’s up to you whether you go or not.”

After talking about Toru Amuro, he bid farewell and left. Onto Asaba sent him to the door. When he closed the door and came back, he saw Osamu Dazai lying on the sofa and looking at the invitation in his hand.

"Suzuki Group Exhibition." Dazai Osamu thought for a while, "Is it the Suzuki Group whose business has grown to the entire Mihua Town? What are they going to exhibit?"

"It seems to be a very precious gem." Onto Asaba sat next to Osamu Dazai, "But this Suzuki Group is so big that it is too big to be dismissed."

"Yeah, every time an exhibition is held, people will die, and if it doesn't work, they will be targeted by Kaitou Kidd. It's not like an exhibition at all, but a collection of criminals in Mihua Town." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, "That's it It's amazing that the top management of Mihua Town hasn't changed yet."

Onto Asaba tilted his head, "It seems that terrorist attacks are also the place with the most terrorist attacks in Japan."

"Terrorist attack?! What did I hear? It turned out to be a terrorist attack!" Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up, and he sat up directly from the sofa, grabbing the sleeve of Asaba Onito, with stars in his eyes, "Wenren, we this time Will there be a terrorist attack? Will I be hit by a bomb? Will I die?"

"will die."

"He's going to die!" Osamu Dazai cheered, "I've decided, Wen people, let's go and participate in this terrorist attack!"

"It's an exhibition, not a terrorist attack."

"It's all the same!"

Onto Asaba looked at the person who was so happy that he started to check the location, and didn't tell him that he might not encounter a terrorist attack this time, so let him be happy for a while.

Anyway, after arriving at the place, he would feel bored if he didn't encounter a terrorist attack, and then left early.

……

Suzuki Group's exhibition, as Suzuki Sonoko's good friend, Mao Lilan has always been invited, especially now that the sleeping Kogoro is becoming more and more famous, Suzuki Sonoko's father will also invite Mouri Kogoro to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity steal something.

Of course, in Conan's eyes, it's fine for Mori Kogoro not to be bad.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Ayumi looked at the things in the window with sparkling eyes.

"It's really beautiful." Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya lay next to Ayumi Yoshida, "I saw it on TV and it can sell for tens of millions of yen!"

"Tens of millions of yen?! How much eel rice can you eat?"

Yes, this time it wasn't just the Maoli family that came, even these children came along with them. Hui Yuanai stood by and watched these children talking childishly, without any extra expression.

Conan sighed slightly, he looked around, this time the Suzuki Group exhibition invited many people, the Suzuki Group is a giant, as long as they are invited, they will not lose face, so the surroundings are full of people who are famous in the social circle figure.

The one over there is a rising star, it is said that he started from scratch, and everyone respects him very much. The one here is a son of a family, his father is a well-known business master, and he is preparing to inherit the family business. I was chatting and laughing with the people next to me, this is...

Conan coughed and almost choked on the juice.

Isn't this the person who was with the undertaker?Why is he here too? !

Looking at the people around him, Conan lowered his head slightly, and relying on his height advantage, he quietly ran around Dazai Osamu and Asaba Onto to eavesdrop on their conversation.

"Why hasn't it happened yet, Wenren, it's so boring, when will we have to wait?"

Onto Asaba comforted him, "The exhibition hasn't started yet, so wait."

"Oh? Will it only appear when the exhibition starts? If I knew it, I would have brought the game console." Osamu Dazai took a glass of wine from the waiter's plate, "I don't know so many people here, and no one came to look for them. I chat, and if that doesn't happen, I send everyone's secrets to their closest ones."

Conan:  …

Those present will be blamed for doing something wrong.

And you know that people around you don't know you anymore, so how could they come to chat with you.

Compared with an exhibition, for some business people, this is more like a meeting. It is the right solution to seize the time to meet people who are beneficial to you. Onto Asaba is just an embalmer, let alone Dazai Osamu. Even like a vagrant, there is no need to make friends at all.

Moreover, Conan is really curious about how these two people got the invitation letter. Mr. Suzuki will not send the invitation letter to the undertaker, right?

"You look a little lonely." A man with a wine glass came over, he looked around, and then said to Onto Asaba with a smile, "Aren't we all unwelcome guests?"

"An unwelcome guest?" Osamu Dazai glanced at this person, "It is a guest who is not welcome by other guests, but this is not something they can decide, it is up to the master to say it."

The man didn't seem to have expected Osamu Dazai to answer in this way. He was stunned for a moment, and then began to laugh, "Yes, I am not rigorous. You are right. Hello, I am Akira Fumitani, a third-rate novelist."

"A third-rate novelist?"

"Yes, that's right, I write detective novels for a living, but the sales are not very good." Wen Guhuang scratched his head, "This time I came here because a relative had an invitation letter, saying that it would let me learn a lot, so I gave it to you." It hurt me, but it’s actually useless, no one talks to me when I get here, I’m just a third-rate novelist after all.”

Osamu Dazai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Osamu Dazai."

"Writer Dazai Osamu?"

"Yes, it's amazing, I have the same name as that writer!" Osamu Dazai said happily.

Asaba Onto grabbed Dazai Osamu's wrist to prevent him from spilling the wine because of jumping, Dazai Osamu simply stuffed the wine in his hand to Asaba Onto, and then began to talk with the person in front of him.

Looking at the half-drinked wine in his hand, Asaba Onto squatted down, and he looked at Conan who was hiding behind him, "Do you know how to drink?"

Conan:  …

Let the kids drink?What on earth is this man thinking?

Seeing Conan run away speechless, Onto Asaba sighed, and he stood up. It just so happened that the discussion between Osamu Dazai and the novelist had reached the detective novels of the famous detective Sherlock Holmes and Ranpo Edogawa. They chatted It's very cheerful and looks very harmonious.

But Onto Asaba, who knows Dazai Osamu very well, knows that Dazai Osamu's posture is preparing to deceive people, and every time he wants to step a person into a pit, he will show such a smile.

"What do you think about magic theft? Will it be written in a novel?" Osamu Dazai said suddenly.

Wen Guhuang froze for a moment, "Huh? Magic theft?"

"It's the erratic stealing method that uses magic to cause visual errors. I remember that there was a famous thief called Kaitou Kidd. He used magic to steal property, right?" Osamu Dazai seemed unconscious. Mentioned, "It is said to be the most powerful Phantom Thief in the world."

Wen Guhuang thought for a while, "Is it magic theft? Now many people will blame Kidd's criminal methods, but if it is magic..."

"Oh? Don't you know?" Dazai Osamu looked up and down Akira Wengu, "But Mr. Wengu, you have traces of magic all over your body."

Wen Guhuang's eyes widened suddenly, "Ah? What did you say?"

"That is to say, Mr. Fumitani, you should be a magician." Dazai Osamu smiled, and he smiled viciously and playfully, "If you were a novelist, you would have to write or tap the keyboard? But your index finger even There are no traces on each finger, but an old injury can be seen on the second joint of the finger, what kind of injury did this result from playing?"

Wen Guhuang: ...

"Also, you should have noticed it yourself. You are subconsciously avoiding the camera. After realizing it, you consciously relax yourself. Is Mr. Wen Gu looking for material for his novel? A way to avoid the camera?"

Wen Guhuang: ...

"Another point……"

Akira Wengu turned around and left with his wine glass in hand, completely ignoring Dazai Osamu's next words. Onto Asaba saw the expression on his face when he turned his head, it was as ugly as eating a fly, but Dazai Osamu was very happy to look at Wen Gu Gu Huang waved his hand.

"I hope I can see Mr. Wen Gu's works next time! We agreed!"

Really hate.

In order to prevent Osamu Dazai from offending more people, Onto Asaba took Osamu Dazai to the most remote corner and sat down, and gave him the wine that Osamu Dazai had not finished drinking. It seemed that people were a little happier after teasing Osamu Dazai Leaning on Asaba Onto obediently while drinking wine.

"This wine is so soft." Dazai Osamu muttered.

"Because there are many ladies at the scene, it's to take care of them, and you can't get drunk on this occasion." Onto Asaba patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, "Most of them have come, and the exhibition will officially start in a while."

Osamu Dazai looked at the wine in his hand, "It's really a colorful banquet. It looks as beautiful as this glass of wine, but actually taking a sip is not as wonderful as imagined."

"I don't know what the so-called upper management of Bourbon will tell us."

Onto Asaba looked forward, "As long as you don't admit that you are the one that the black organization is looking for, they can't do anything, or even if you admit that they can't do anything. It's a pity that you can't see Amuro Mr. ideal world of fairness."

"If you think too much, even if you cooperate with them, you won't be able to see this unreal world."

"People always have ideals."

"Ideals are always based on reality. It's like I commit suicide every day, but I try to commit suicide every day. The reason why ideals are called ideals is because they are far away." Osamu Dazai said softly, "Wen Ren , don’t encourage others to pursue some illusory things, and when they fail, they will hate you.”

Onto Asaba blinked, "Oh."

"Drink?" Osamu Dazai handed the wine glass to Onto Asaba, "It's very soft and won't get you drunk."

Taking the wine glass from Osamu Dazai, Onto Asaba took a sip. It was indeed a very mild taste, not the same as what he drank at the Lupin bar back then.

The atmosphere of these two people lingering around, as if there was a layer of space between them and the people around them, Conan twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, lamenting that these two people are really extraordinary people.

"Huh? Those two people aren't..." Suzuki Sonoko saw Onto Asaba and Osamu Dazai sitting on the edge, because of Onto Asaba's relationship, she always remembered him, wasn't he an embalmer?How did you get invited?Suzuki Sonoko was a little confused, but before he could say anything, the surrounding voices disappeared, and Suzuki Sonoko's father, Suzuki Shiro, came.

Onto Asaba patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, "It's started."

"Well, this is the chairman of the Suzuki Group, he looks like a nice person." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Well, Wenren, did Amuro Tohru say that someone from the upper echelons of the police wants to see us? What about that person? It's not here yet."

Onto Asaba didn't seem to care much about strangers, and when he heard Osamu Dazai's question, he just answered that he didn't know.

"I have a bad feeling." Osamu Dazai stood up and walked over, when Suzuki Shiro was leading the crowd to visit his collection.

Dazai Osamu and Asaba Onto followed at the end, Conan was a little worried about them, he thought for a while, then let go of Xiaolan's hand and ran to the two of them.

"Big brother, why are you here?" Conan asked them pretending to be curious.

"Someone wants to meet us here, so he gave an invitation." Osamu Dazai replied with a smile, "It's just that I don't know why, he hasn't come yet, Conan-kun, do you know why?"

How could he know...

Conan is still struggling with the words he heard at the beginning, what are they waiting for, this kind of unclear words made him have a strong sense of vigilance, nothing will happen, right?But think about it, Suzuki Group seems to kill people every time it holds a large-scale exhibition...

So he stayed on with a stern face, and followed Asaba Onto and Dazai all the time.

"This is it, the protagonist of this exhibition." Suzuki Shiro opened the door with a smile, "Welcome everyone to visit."

The door opened slowly, but what appeared in front of everyone was not only the gemstone, but also an unrecognizable corpse that had been stuffed into the display case. It seemed that it had not been dead for a long time, and the blood flowed slowly along the lower edge of the display case. dripping down.

There were screams one after another, and Conan opened his eyes wide. He wanted to run over but was grabbed by Osamu Dazai.

"Oh, I just kept wondering why I couldn't see the gentleman who wanted to see me. Is he here?" Osamu Dazai crouched and locked Conan firmly, "Kenan-kun, who do you think put the man in front of me?" He put it here for an exhibition, and who is the exhibition for?"

Osamu Dazai's chuckle filled Conan's ears, it felt like he heard a demon talking.

"It's been a long time since I've seen something so interesting."

this person……

"Hey, Wenren, do you think they know that the upper echelon they sent has been killed?"

Onto Asaba glanced at his phone, and there was an exclamation mark sent by Toru Amuro on it. He had already taken a photo and sent it to Toru Amuro just now, "Now I know."

These two...

Who are they? !