Forced by Butei's gravity

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Dazai Osamu's expression was also not good-looking, his face showed a look of astonishment and shock, his lips twitched but he didn't say a word.

"I have a bold idea." He pressed the phone screen off and stuffed it back into my hand, then said in a hoarse voice.

"Stop for a moment." I interrupted the thoughts he was about to blurt out, took out a handkerchief from my pocket, put the handkerchief on my hand and opened the doors of all the compartments around, "This will give me a little sense of security."

"Hmm... It's really not as depressing as before." Dazai squeezed his chin and looked around, wondering if he had an illusion or what, it was still the bloody men's bathroom, but compared to before Brightened a little, "I guess the murderer is not human."

I'm not human either.

I blinked and muttered something in my heart, remembering my current Heroic Spirit setting.If I think about it, it is not difficult to tear off a person's head without leaving a trace while transforming into a heroic spirit.

I appeared as a Berserker. I’m not sure that the world of Bungou Stray Dogs will also be integrated into the world of Fate. England also has a clock tower, not to mention the neon lights. It’s hard to say whether there will be a Holy Grail War in Fuyuki .

"But I don't believe this." Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at me without waiting for my reply. He returned his frivolous smile, "Let's go and look elsewhere, Chuya."

"Ah huh." I was taken aback for a moment, taking a beat to react.

But he called me, and I followed.

"Chuya, why do you think they died?" Osamu Dazai walked in front and was in charge of leading the way. He seemed to know the structure of the school very well.

"It's not love, it's vendetta." I pressed the brim of my hat, dawdled for a while, and replied uncertainly based on the various movies and TV shows I had watched before.

"I'm curious, is it 'Return of the Avengers' or 'Fake God'?"

He said so, but I seemed to hear a chuckle as soon as he finished speaking.

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The other three scenes were similar to those in the men's bathroom. There were large areas of blood splattered at the scene, and there were only traces of the deceased struggling, and no second person could be found.

"Is what we are looking for a 'ghost'?" Osamu Dazai turned around to avoid the obstacle in front of him, faced me, and walked backwards, "It seems that we need off-site assistance very much."

"For example?" I was a little curious about who the off-court aid was, so I consciously returned Osamu Dazai's cell phone to him.

"For example, Mr. Head Teacher."

Osamu Dazai led me to the door of an office. He pushed the door open and it looked like a teacher's office.

Then he bypassed a few seats, walked straight to one of them, flipped through the folders on the table, took out a copy and put it on the table, then opened the drawer and took out some notebooks and book.

I walked across to him to see what he had brought out, namely: the student roster, the head teacher's workbook, the class log, and some other files in the folder.

We spent some time looking through these documents and manuals, but there is nothing worth referring to in them. They are all very common class incidents, most of which are trivial matters such as who violated the school rules and who had conflicts with whom.

"It looks like we need a little help from the head teacher himself." I shook the head teacher manual in my hand and threw it back on the table.

"Written records are easy to muddle through, and those records generally don't record things that affect particularly bad things."

Osamu Dazai closed the folder in his hand, took my words, and then he put all the items back in place with ease, and restored them to their original state, as if the things that were read before did not exist.

"Example?"

"Not so obvious incidents of bullying and cold violence are usually ignored by teachers."

"With such a horrible method, I guess there must be some students who committed suicide?"

"About 10% of every 16.3 people in Neon will commit suicide."

"what?"

"uh-huh."

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Osamu Dazai did not give me a clear answer, and what I said was also speculated based on the novels and movies I had read before.

You know, art originates from life, and life is far more dramatic than art.

Osamu Dazai got the private contact information of the head teacher and the school principal from Kunikida Doppo, but when he called the head teacher, the phone was turned off.

"It's a little unusual to turn off the phone at this time." While saying this, he changed the number and called the principal.

However, before the other party picked up the phone, he hung up again - because we, standing in front of the teaching building, were thrown from a high altitude, and the thrown things were still dripping with unknown liquid.

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"Abigsurprise." Osamu Dazai smacked his lips while looking at the corpse that I was holding firmly with gravity, and muttered to himself, "Now we have a freshly released crime scene."

"Where do I put these things before going to the scene?" The blood left from the corpse was also controlled by my gravity to float beside the corpse.

"Put it down where it is, and explain it when the police arrive." Osamu Dazai shrugged, looked up at the teaching building, then reached out and pressed my shoulder with a heavy tone, "Chuya, go straight up and have a look. Where is the crime scene?"

I looked over and saw the solemn look on his face, so I did what he said, and used gravity to carry me directly into the air.

The scene is on the rooftop.

There was also blood splattered everywhere, I was floating in mid-air, looking down at the scene from a high position, and at a glance, there was no trace of a second person at the scene.

The limbs and head of the deceased were separated from the torso, and the torso was thrown down the stairs. The head was stuck between two pipes on the roof, and the limbs were scattered on the ground.

I went back to the bottom of the building, stood in front of Osamu Dazai who was squatting down to study the body parts on the ground, and described the scene to him.

"Go up and have a look." He frowned and said so.

I glanced at him, ready to continue straight up the stairs, but he grabbed my arm.

"Chuya, I don't want to climb the stairs." He blinked and looked at me.

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The final result was that I went straight to the roof of the building with a 1.8-meter-long man in my arms.

I was forced to hold Dazai Osamu sideways, and now I am standing on the edge of the roof a little distance from the scene, with my arms around my neck as if I want to put down Dazai Osamu who I strangled to death.

"We were intimidated." Osamu Dazai inspected the scene as thoroughly as possible without destroying the scene, and then pointed to the slightly messy writing next to the head.

[Go away, don't get in the way. 】

The bloody characters were scrawled and messy, even with typos and redactions.

The author has something to say: The second watch is coming.However, I am tired of pushing songs and my middle sister is tired of singing (not

If nothing else happens, the next chapter will feature Ghost Lantern and Natsume, the supernatural crew will make their debut, and then Kunikida will open the door to a new world.

I personally think that Osamu Nakahara also knows this, so these two people are very receptive to supernatural events, but Kunikida is really in a state of opening a new world and reshaping the worldview.I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that those who study science are more materialistic, so I don't believe it.