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The people trapped inside stood whispering in the distance, no one dared to pass by, and no one dared to judge who was the murderer.

Wen Guhuang stared at them, as if he wanted to find out who among these people was the defected cadre.

In this way, everyone was scanned by him, until his gaze was fixed on Osamu Dazai, his eyes widened, and the young man in black coat in front of him was holding a child and smiling at him, that smile seemed to be watching When it came to the joke, it was him!This person is the real...!

He rushed straight forward, but the severe pain in his arm told him that he couldn't be killed with his current state.

Akira Wengu found out the wooden warehouse with his left hand, but before he could shoot, a strong force hit his wrist directly, Onto Asaba stepped on his hand, and the black wooden warehouse was thrown out, Dazai Zhi put down Conan, and he bent down to pick up the wooden warehouse on the ground, with a hint of meaning in his voice.

"Oh? Is Mr. Wengu giving me a gift? You are too polite, but it's a pity that I may not be able to see your work."

Wen Guhuang's wrist clicked, as if it had been trampled off, and the screams resounded throughout the space. The people around trembled, but still retreated unconsciously.

"Don't worry, I didn't break it by stepping on it. I just removed the joint. If you seek medical attention in time, it won't have any effect, and it won't delay you from picking up your pen." Asayu Wenren squatted down to comfort Wen Guhuang, "You seem to be It looks like there are a lot of dangerous goods, and it's for the good of all of us."

"No need to be so troublesome."

Osamu Dazai pulled the safety catch, and then fired while everyone screamed. After the gunshot, Akira Fumitani's wrist was directly penetrated.

This completely merciless approach shocked everyone, and Conan hurriedly let everyone go and ran to grab Dazai Osamu's wrist.

"Can't kill him!"

"Who said I'm going to kill him, just to make sure he doesn't have the ability to act again." Osamu Dazai swept Conan away, and then he looked at Akira Wengu expressionlessly, "You are the Wenren who attacked with this hand, right?" ? Since you don’t want your hand anymore, I’ll help you get rid of it.”

Conan: ...?

what the hell?Didn't you two choose to play the game this way?Why do you still want to avenge your companions now?This is too capricious!

At this moment, the security gate slammed, and in the eyes of everyone, the gate slowly opened, and a policeman ran in with a wooden warehouse. Osamu Dazai snorted, and then threw the wooden warehouse in his hand to Akira Wengu At his feet, Wen Guhuang's head was covered in cold sweat. He reluctantly picked up the wooden warehouse from the ground, and pulled the trigger with his trembling hand.

There was a click, but no bullet came out.

"what happened?"

Dazai Osamu looked back at him, then opened his hand, the bullet fell from his hand, and fell to the ground crackling, like Akira Wengu's heart, which couldn't get up again.

He did it on purpose.

He said silently, "Congratulations."

Congratulations you guessed it right, congratulations you no longer need to be an undercover agent, congratulations you no longer need to write novels, congratulations...you can die.

Wen Guhuang roared unwillingly, but was pinned to the ground by the police who arrived. The remaining disguise and blood on his face mixed together, making him look extremely frightening.

Asaba Onto stood quietly at the door, like a non-existent air, he looked at the roaring Fugu Akira without blinking, his blue eyes were full of appreciation, Conan was caught by him the moment he passed by Asaba Onto His expression was shocked.

appreciate?What is he admiring?

Conan followed Asaba Onto's line of sight to Akira Fumiya, who was pinned to the ground to restrict his movements. He was shot in the wrist and was still bleeding, so the medical staff were bandaging him.

He is admiring Wen Guhuang?

Asaba Onto turned his gaze away, he looked at Conan who was staring at him, "Why didn't you leave with your sister?"

"I'm waiting for my companion, I don't know where Haibara has gone." Conan quickly changed back to his childish appearance, pretending to be worried about his companion, "Big brother, did you see the brown-haired girl with me?" Is it? She was still here just now."

"Really?" Asayu Onto looked around, then he pointed to a corner, "Is it her?"

Conan looked over and saw Hui Yuanai who was leaning on the wall. He nodded quickly, "Thank you, big brother."

"You're welcome." Onto Asaba continued to look at the struggling Wengu Akira.

Run to make sure Haibara Ai is okay, Conan ran back, he was really worried about Onto Asaba, if Osamu Dazai was the defected cadre of the black organization, what was Onto Asaba?A simple forensic doctor turned into an embalmer?Why are you so familiar with Osamu Dazai?

He still remembers the first time he met Dazai Osamu, he was obviously in a mess and drenched, but the photo of Onto Asaba in his hand was a mess.

What is the relationship between these two people?Did he know that Osamu Dazai was a defected cadre of the Black Organization?

"Big brother, where is the other brother who is with you?" Conan looked around nervously, "It's so scary, is the murderer planning to shoot him?"

"Dazai fired, so I need to explain to the police. I'll wait for him to come back here." Onto Asaba didn't even turn his head.

Conan secretly glanced at Onto Asaba, the man's blue eyes had a soft light, compared to those gems just now, his eyes on Akira Wengu were more humane, as if those gems were not at all Not as attractive as Wen Guhuang brought him.

"Then, big brother, do you think Brother Dazai did something wrong?" Conan said cautiously, "At that time, the murderer was already incapacitated, right?"

"Did you do something wrong?" Onto Asaba blinked his eyes and glanced at Conan, "It turns out that Dazai needs to explain to the police because he did something wrong."

"But it shouldn't be too troublesome. It just hurt his wrist. He shot at a very steady angle and didn't hurt his vitals. If he cultivates well, he won't have any sequelae."

Conan looked at Onto Asaba blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"Don't understand? Let's put it simply, I don't care what Osamu Dazai does." Onto Asaba said.

Conan:  …

It's not that he didn't understand, it's just that he subconsciously asked in surprise. Onto Asaba was really a little strange. He didn't think Osamu Dazai did something wrong just now, and he didn't even have this consciousness. He even judged Wengu from the perspective of a doctor. Akira's injury.

Are forensic doctors, or embalmers, so calm and calm?

Because I am used to watching life and death?

At this moment, Asaba Onto's cell phone rang, and he glanced at the screen of the cell phone, and the person calling was Xiangde Haizi.

"Good evening Qian Yu." Xiangde Haizi's voice was a little embarrassed, "So, did I bother you?"

"No." Onto Asaba walked towards the window next to the corridor, "What's the matter?"

"It's fine if you don't have one, that's how it is. Tonight, there was a more urgent field mission, but everyone was busy. I searched around and couldn't find anyone who was free. I just had to have the cheek to ask Asaba-kun. "Xiangde Haizi sighed helplessly, "There are more and more homicides these days, and there are many more field missions, and the law and order is very poor."

Onto Asaba smiled, "Where is the location?"

"It seems to be the headquarters of the Suzuki Group's exhibition tonight. It is very unexpected that there is another murder case." Xiangde Haizi rarely teased, "And it seems that the dead are from the police, otherwise I won't bother you at this time , that’s the police that we’ve been working with well.”

"Okay, then bring me work clothes, I'm on the scene."

Xiangde Haizi was silent for three seconds, "Huh?"

The employees of the funeral parlor came very quickly, and Xiangde Haizi ran in after showing his work ID. When he really saw Onto Asaba inside, his brows were frowning to the sky.

Being hurt at work, and now a murder case while on vacation, Onto Asaba's luck must be too bad.

Haizi Xiangde sighed and handed the work clothes in his hand to Onto Asaba, "Mr. Asaba, then, let's work harder!"

The death method of the people in the exhibition room is very simple, that is, their throats were wiped from behind, and then they were forced into the exhibition cabinet. When Xiangde Haizi saw the corpse, he gasped. He looked at the surrounding glass , and then whispered to Onto Asaba in a low voice.

"Asaha-kun, how did this person get squeezed like this? I've only seen corpses of this level in car accidents."

"It was forced into the display case." Onto Asaba handled the corpse with gloves on. "In order to stuff it in, the bones were broken and crushed. It seems that the murderer hates this person very much."

Xiangde Haizi clicked his tongue twice, "After all, it's the police. Those who commit crimes hate the police and detectives the most. It's no surprise that it's so tragic at this time."

"Do you want to fix it?"

"No, we have to send it to the forensic doctor for an autopsy first, and then we will be encoffined." Xiangde Haizi and Asaba Onto tried their best to keep the corpse from slumping into a ball, "Murder cases are always like this... before Before you came, I even saw human bodies being boiled and fed to dogs, and in the end they didn’t even need to be repaired, they were directly burned to ashes.”

"But you know what he looks like." Asayu Onto tidied up the corpse, "Before he was cremated, Xiangde must have imagined his appearance and sent him away. That's enough."

Xiangde Haizi was stunned for a moment, "Oh? Is this all right?"

"In the last leg of death, someone will not ignore his original appearance just because he is only a skeleton, so that's all right."

Onto Asaba stood up, and he took off his gloves, "Appearance, name, and experience, these constitute the existence of human beings in this world, as long as someone remembers these, then he is not living in vain."

The corpse was taken out by police professionals. In order to prevent other people from being frightened, they covered the corpse. Onto Asaba breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he walked out of the room, he looked to the side. Osamu Dazai leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. His eyes were closed, and his face looked a little pale under the incandescent light.

"Good evening, Mr. Undertaker at work." Dazai Osamu looked at him with a smile, "How do you feel about working after a simple forensic identification?"

"It's not that bad. After death, it's just a lump of flesh, and it doesn't feel different to the touch." Onto Asaba took off his overalls, "It's just an accidental overtime today, and I'll have nothing to do with you after that. Are you hungry? "

"Indeed, I only drank wine at night and didn't eat at all."

Onto Asaba nodded, "What would you like to eat?"

"Not hungry." Osamu Dazai pulled Asaba Onto's wrist and walked out, "Let's go out first, it's too messy here."

In this way, in everyone's eyes, Osamu Dazai and Onto Asaba left the scene. Everyone looked at the people who left, and then looked at the police who were telling them not to leave, as if they were asking why they could leave.

"The gentleman just now has finished taking notes, everyone hurry up, everyone can go home after finishing." The person in charge of the police hurriedly began to appease.

On the other side, the night was very dark, but the moon was very round, the dim street lights were on, and there was no one around. Onto Asaba and Osamu Dazai walked side by side on the road, and a gust of wind blew over, making it very cool.

"It feels like Wen Ren is always paying attention to whether I have eaten and whether I have suffered from insomnia again." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Asaba Onto lowered his head, "I once said that your schedule is too irregular, you need a healthier lifestyle."

"Forgive me." Osamu Dazai looked at him helplessly, "It's really cold, let a suicide enthusiast have healthy living habits."

"So I didn't force you to change, I just reminded you occasionally." Onto Asaba looked at Osamu Dazai. The figure of Osamu Dazai was not clear in the night. Tonight he was wearing a black suit and had black hair. The white bandage is very conspicuous.

Osamu Dazai touched his chin, his voice was teasing, "From a suicide lover to a suicide lover who loves life?"

"If you want to try, I support you."

"No!" Osamu Dazai looked helplessly at Onuto Asaba, "I can't imagine what it would be like to have a regular life happen to me, but my words don't fit the rules at all. I am disorderly and live freely. Or die, Wen people can understand this feeling."

Onto Asaba blinked his eyes, "Disorder?"

"Rules are just constraints to me." Osamu Dazai nodded after speaking, with a look of great agreement.

"That's why I like you."

Asayu Wenren looked back, with a smile in his blue eyes, "That's why I chose you."

Not surprised by Onto Asaba's words at all, Osamu Dazai took his hand, and then dragged him forward, "Stop talking about this, you know? I just got a very interesting place from Bourbon! It is said that there It’s called a fatal bend, and if you drive, nine out of ten accidents will happen!”

"Let's try it right away."

Asaba Onto smiled and refused, "Martyrdom? Then forgive me for refusing, I don't want to die with Dazai yet."

"Oh? It's so unfair! I'm living for Wenren, but Wenren doesn't want to die with me!"

"It's not that I don't want to die with you, it's just that I can't die." Asayu Onto followed his strength and walked forward, saying that he refused but had no substantive objection at all, "Because if I die, I can't die." With Dazai."

"Why? Shouldn't we go to the kingdom of death together?"

Onto Asaba looked at him with tenderness in his blue eyes, and he said:

"But I'm not human."

……

"I don't think I should be human."

The boy's voice was crisp and clear, with a certainty that others could not understand.

……

Osamu Dazai crashed a car last night, and the whole person was very excited. Onto Asaba sat in the passenger seat and watched the car rampage calmly. He almost fell into the cliff several times. He and Osamu Dazai were not too scared, and followed them The people behind were worried all night.

It wasn't until Dazai Osamu and Asaba Onto returned home that their hearts fell when the lights in the house were turned off.

Going to a deadly corner to play drag racing, do these two people think they have lived too long?

Onto Asaba opened his eyes, and he glanced at his side. Osamu Dazai woke up at some point and was flipping through the novel in his hand. Because of his posture, he could see the name "Rashomon" on the page. Contradicting this era, the literary giant Osamu Dazai is a fan of the literary giant Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and Dazai singled out the books of the literary giant Akutagawa Ryunosuke and threw them in a corner.

I thought Osamu Dazai would never open this book.

"Are you reading Akutagawa's book?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai turned a page, "Wenren, do you know what I'm doing?"

Onto Asaba changed into his pajamas, "What are you doing?"

"I'm understanding what I don't understand, and I'm trying to accept what I was previously resistant to." Osamu Dazai reads very fast, and he has read half of the book in just one morning, "Then I discovered that, in fact, this It's an easy book to pick up, because it's a good book after all."

"A good book does not become a bad book just because the author is someone who does not accept it."

"Just like Wenren, he won't become an annoying person because he is not human. I can accept this book, and I can completely accept Wenren who is not human."

As he said that, Osamu Dazai raised his head and glanced at Onto Asaba, with a smile in his kite-colored eyes, "Besides, I understood from the beginning."

"What do you understand?"

"I understand... In this life, I will never let you go."

Asayu Onto looked at him silently, and after a while he nodded, "Okay, then don't let go."

Throwing the book in his hand on the bed, Osamu Dazai stretched himself, he yawned, and then walked into the bathroom, "I'll wash up first, Wenren, you change your clothes, we'll have breakfast later, I If you want tempura ramen, you need two fried shrimp!"

Onto Asaba put the changed pajamas on the bed, "There is only one fried shrimp in a bowl of ramen."

"But I can eat Wen Ren's portion!"

"Would you like to be nice to me?"

"Okay." Osamu Dazai compromised, "Then I'll order three bowls, one of which I will only eat the shrimp and save the noodles!"

After washing up, it was already bright, and Osamu Dazai really ordered three bowls of ramen. Although the boss was a little strange, he still made three bowls of ramen seriously for them. Onto Asaba watched as Osamu Dazai came and bit off the ramen in one bite. Half the shrimp.

Osamu Dazai rarely had a good appetite.

The taste of the ramen is really good, neither salty nor tasteless. At this time, the boss brought out two glasses of boiled water, "Please use it, both of you."

After taking a sip of water, Onto Asaba paused for a moment. He held the glass flat in front of him. The water was transparent and there seemed to be no impurities.

"What's wrong?" Dazai looked at him.

"The taste is not right." Onto Asaha sniffed the water in the cup, and after a while he took another sip, "It smells like medicine."

"It smells like medicine, do you want to take another sip?" Osamu Dazai stood up, and he pushed the water glass out, "How is it? Is there any problem? What kind of medicine?"

Onto Asaba looked at his hands, "...I don't know."

At this moment, Conan and Toru Amuro rushed in together, and Conan nervously ran over and grabbed Onto Asaba's arm, "You guys, who drank the water here?!"

"What's wrong?" Osamu Dazai looked at them, "Is there something in the water? Wenren, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Ah...?" Onto Asaba looked at the ramen on the table, "I don't feel anything at the moment, maybe the intake is not much, and it is diluted with water, maybe we can finish the ramen."

"What kind of ramen are you eating! It's highly poisonous!" Conan pulled Onuto Asaba hard, "Go to the hospital immediately! Dazai-san, hurry up!"

Just like that, Onto Asaba was taken to the hospital after only one mouthful of ramen. Osamu Dazai suddenly said outside the operating room: "Is it APTX4869?"

"Yes." Conan no longer pretended to be a child, "Gin is the person who presides over the medicine. He always has the medicine in his hand, a glass of water with the medicine, whether you drink it or Brother Asaha drinks it. It's all the same, with half the probability of killing the traitor, he is happy to bet on it."

"Is it a highly toxic chemical accidentally developed for the purpose of immortality?" Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, the operating room opened, and Onto Asaba, who had been forcibly gastric lavaged, came out from the door of the operating room. He looked a little uncomfortable, but obviously he did not die.

"Brother Asaba!" Conan hurried over.

Onto Asaba paused for a moment, and he frowned slightly. After a while, he covered his mouth. Under Dazai Osamu's shocked gaze, Onto Asaba shrank.

"It's shrunk." Conan frowned, "The medicine has worked, but it's still too late, but luckily..."

To become smaller like him, not to die.

But Onto Asaba's shrinkage only lasted until a certain age, and that was the appearance that even Osamu Dazai missed. The young man had a good face, blue eyes and half-long golden hair, making him as beautiful as a doll. This time came to an abrupt end, followed by the breakage of his fingertips.

"Wen people!"

As if it had shrunk to the point where it couldn't be shrunk any further and was destroyed directly, Onto Asaba coughed up a mouthful of blood, Osamu Dazai hugged Onto Asaba in his arms, "Where's the doctor?!"

"How could this be? Why are they still..." Conan froze in place.

As Onto Asaba coughed up blood, his whole body was recovering, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep directly after returning to his original appearance.

The doctors finally came over, they kept checking, and finally judged that Onto Asaba was just asleep, and the blood he spit out was like spitting out a mouthful of impurities, and it was completely harmless.

"How could this happen?" Conan hurriedly called Hui Yuan Ai, "No, I have to ask Hui Yuan to come and take a look."

In the ward, Osamu Dazai stood in front of the bed and looked at Onto Asaba with his eyes closed. He was lying quietly, even breathing smoothly, but this stability made Osamu Dazai afraid.

He clenched his hands tightly, not letting go even if he was stabbed by a nail.

"Understood." Osamu Dazai looked at Onuto Asaba.

"Wait for me, I'll deal with those people and come back."