Forced by Butei's gravity

21

Trap, camouflage, infiltrate.

That guy is so skilled.

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Osamu Dazai successfully disguised himself and Zhongya as new "goods" by threatening the pair of traffickers who were beaten up by Zhongya.

The traffickers with a bruised nose and swollen face didn't dare to say anything more in the cold eyes of Osamu Dazai and the red light around Nakahara Nakaya, so they hurriedly tried their best to contact their "partners".

"The new product that was finally caught, the color is good, and the flesh is desirable."

The other party also knew that business is not easy to do now, so they didn't think too much about it, so they made the order very casually, saying that they would come every few days.

Osamu Dazai took advantage of the buffer time of the past few days to get a set of cross-dressing things from somewhere.

"The characteristics of the king of sheep are too obvious, of course we need to change the image!" He said, and then pulled off the hood of the king of sheep, which was the same as the boy.

Nakahara Chuya turned around and looked at him, and for a moment, Osamu Dazai felt that the other party saw him clearly with just one glance.

But he quickly realized that it was just his illusion, but the other party's eyes were too pure, reflecting his appearance too clearly.

It's like looking in a mirror.

With just one glance, he can see clearly what he looks like under his skin.

Nakahara didn't say much, just looked at Osamu Dazai.

And Osamu Dazai concealed his unnaturalness for a moment, and quickly recovered that casual expression. He put the prepared things away in different categories, and first used hair dye to darken the orange hair of the girl in front of him like a warm sun. .

"This?" Nakahara Nakaya, whose hair was being dyed, tried to touch his own blackened hair, but was slapped away by Osamu Dazai.

"It's just a one-off, and I haven't done it yet." Osamu Dazai looked at the person in front of him calmly, sighed softly in his heart, and then stuffed the clothes into the other's hand, and then sat opposite her, full of emotion. Reluctantly, he lowered his head and removed the straps wrapped around his face.

Soon, the trafficker sent a pair of black-haired teenagers to the contacted seller. Looking at the beautiful faces of both of them with their eyes closed, the driver in charge of "delivery" couldn't help but sighed, thinking in his heart that such a beautiful child Pity.

It is also rare in the Central Plains to change into a skirt, matching her side to pretend to be a teenager. She is wearing a white shirt with a pleated skirt, and the neckline is tied with the bow tie that was tied by the teenager after untiing it.

She was really not used to dresses, so even if she was pretending to be unconscious, she frowned.

But this small detail, no one cares.

22

These demons stared at me coldly, like tourists admiring a madman.

— Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil

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Apart from Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu, there were two other young people who were transported together. They were not as outstanding in appearance, but they could still be called dignified.

During the transportation, those people were very relieved of the unconscious "cargo", except for locking the cage, there were almost no other precautions.

On the way, the two of them who were too lazy to continue to pretend sat up and sat cross-legged facing each other in the dim environment.

Osamu Dazai reached out to touch Nakahara Nakaya's black hair, and then let out a soft sigh, which attracted a soft hum from the other party.

But he didn't say anything, just looked around for a while, and then lay down again.Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him, but finally followed him and lay back.

It seemed that the journey was not very far from Leibo Street, but in about twenty minutes, they arrived at their destination, and the cages that locked people were pushed and unloaded from the car.

In order not to be discovered and disguised, Zhong Yuanzhong did not open her eyes, but she could clearly hear the conversations of those people.

In addition to the nonsense that adults would say, there is also sympathy for this batch of "cargo".

"It looks so good-looking, I guess it will be more miserable than others when it is carried out again!"

"Maybe, it's a pity to waste such a beautiful thing."

The people in charge of transferring the cages containing the "goods" said this with a smile.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't understand what they meant, but he could guess the miserable fate of ordinary people who entered here. At the same time, he was quite uncomfortable with these people's numbness and laughter towards human life.

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai didn't react at all, he pressed Nakahara Chuya's hand, and there was no movement at all.

At this time, the two youths in the other cage seemed to wake up. The iron cage made harsh noises as they struggled. Young people who just woke up.

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu opened their eyes at the right time, pretending to shrink back in fear, facing the mocking and expectant eyes of the delivery man, they hugged their knees and looked very pitifully.

In fact, both of them felt disgusted by these gazes, as if they were ornamental animals, and they were about to perform some crazy show on stage. The people around them looked forward to and pitied, and at the same time, they seemed a little unbearable but could not bear it. Can't help being excited about it.

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There is no one here.

Just the feeble beast and his poor toys.

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The new "goods" were stuffed together into an isolation room. Among the four walls, one side was made of special single-sided glass. Zhongyuan Zhong also tried it out, and found that if she turned on the gravity, this characteristic would The glass couldn't stop her, so she turned to look at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai frowned and shook his head at her, and then the two sat on the side, watching the two young men running around in this small room in a panic, slapping the glass and the wall.

The two wanted to knock on the door, but they were afraid of the contemptuous expressions of the white coats that locked them in. They avoided the door, roared and collapsed, until they were physically and mentally exhausted, and then they slid and sat on the ground weakly.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bring any timekeeping tools, and some accessories on his body were removed early, except for the bow tied around the neckline, which remained the same.

She didn't know how long time had passed, and the people on the other side of the glass had probably seen enough, so two groups of people came and took away the four people locked here in groups.

Naturally, Chuya Nakahara teamed up with Osamu Dazai.

They were taken to a laboratory surrounded by glass. Except for various equipment placed in the center, the glass walls on both sides were separated from each other by thick and special glass.

Osamu Dazai was next to her, and they were separated and stuffed into two adjacent glass rooms.

Of the two youths who were with them, one was stuffed into a small room like them, and the other was directly tied to the experimental bed.

It was like watching a play. In the small glass compartment, they watched the young people in the experimental equipment. The people in white coats walked hurriedly, with different expressions on their faces. I saw the tingling anticipation in it.

The young man did not know what was injected, and then his shirt was stripped off, and a patch of unknown use was put on.

He didn't move for a while at first, as if he had fallen into a coma, without struggling or begging for mercy.Then soon he suddenly woke up, Zhongyuan Zhong also swore with her excellent eyesight, she saw the bulge on the young man's body, at the same time the young man began to scream in pain, and the white coats moved quickly with their hands and feet. Cut or poke those bumps with a scalpel.

The experimental bed was covered with blood, which flowed down specific grooves, and then all was caught by a glass vessel.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that even through two layers of glass, she could smell the strong fishy smell of fresh blood.

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He had no intention of living, and gladly accepted that he was taken away, but I felt that he looked back at me, and there was a trace of longing hidden under the nothingness in his eyes.

It seems to say to me, save me.

Extremely contradictory.

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The young man's death was neither slow nor rapid. Although the poked wounds were close to the blood vessels, they were not large, but densely spread all over the young man's upper body, and his painful screaming and struggling could only accelerate the loss of blood.

In short, the young man lost blood and died.

The next one seemed to be another young man's turn, but the leader seemed to have changed his mind. He set his eyes on Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai, and after wandering for a while, someone pulled Osamu Dazai out.

Zhongya Nakahara put her hands on the glass, and could only see the back of Osamu Dazai being dragged away. She frowned, and the supernatural red light on her side was faintly visible.

Before Osamu Dazai was about to be sent to the seemingly neat, but definitely blood-stained experimental bed, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Chuya Nakahara.

The two of them stared at each other silently for a moment through a thick layer of special glass.

After such a moment, the two made their own reactions.

Osamu Dazai turned his head back, letting the white coat surround and restrain him on the experimental bed, even the needle of the syringe was already close to his skin.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also abruptly withdrew from his eyes, holding back his anger and blasting all the glass open.

The sound of the glass exploding was loud, and everyone was startled. All the movements of their hands stopped, and they subconsciously made a gesture of resistance, but this was of no use.

Zhongyuanzhong also stepped over the broken glass all over the ground, and also those white coats who fell to the ground. Even if they were not injured by the glass, they were directly suppressed by gravity on the ground and could not move. Of course, she was careful not to accidentally hurt them. Osamu Dazai on the experimental bed.

Osamu Dazai, who was lying flat on the experimental bed, turned his face sideways, and stared straight at Chuya Nakahara who was walking towards him with his kite-colored eyes. He released the handcuffs that bound his hands, and began to deal with the messy restraints on the rest of his body.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked around, and chose to step forward to help him. There are too many messy restraints, and it would be much more convenient to tear them apart directly than to untie them one by one.

But she didn't know that Osamu Dazai's ability is "Disqualification in the World", which is a special ability that can erase the anti-power that suppresses other people's abilities.

And Osamu Dazai didn't have time to remind her, she had already started directly, ready to violently dismantle the messy equipment that bound her.

As a result, Nakahara Chuya's ability was erased by Dazai Osamu's ability, and Nakahara Chuya neither broke the shackles nor could he suppress everyone around him because of the disappearance of the ability.

The two looked at each other again, and unlike Nakahara Nakaya's eyes full of confusion, Dazai Osamu's eyes revealed a kind of expectation of "Oh, there is going to be an accident".

Just as Osamu Dazai thought, without the gravity of Chuya Nakahara, the white coat closest to them got up suddenly, and poked at him with a syringe in his hand.

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Life is not like a line of Baudelaire's poem.

——Ryunosuke Akutagawa

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"Hey! You bastard...I have it, let me get you up!"

Osamu Dazai pushed Nakahara Chuya a little away. At this time, Nakahara Chuya felt the return of the supernatural power. She pulled up the corners of her lips and smiled grinningly. Gravity controlled the arm of the sneak attacker, and then crushed it.

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting with his back to the assailant, felt some warm liquid splashed on him, he quickened his hand movements and removed the restraints all over his body.When he finished all this, there were no people in white coats around, and the strong smell of blood overflowed.

Osamu Dazai glanced around, then looked at Yang Wang, who had dyed black hair, and couldn't help but gasped.

There were blood splatters all around, and the girl with a delicate face looked ferocious and irrational. The red and black totems were like living things, surging on her exposed skin.

She really is not human!Osamu Dazai thought uncontrollably.

But he was surprised at the same time. He also killed all the white coats in the irrational Central Plains, and even began to destroy the surrounding instruments and buildings without restraint, but avoided the area where he was alone.

This hidden underground building was directly overturned by the irrational girl, and the gravity destroyed everything that could be destroyed around it, except for the small area where Dazai Osamu was located.

The dark night sky of Yokohama was exposed from the ceiling that she overturned, and it seemed that it was already late at night, and there was still a lot of rain, and the rainwater poured in directly through the hole, drenching everyone who was still alive.

The rain wet Zhongyuan Zhongye's black hair, and then washed away the deep color. From the root of the hair, the girl's original warm hair color was slowly revealed.

The black raindrops dripping from the ends of her hair landed on her shirt, leaving little stains on the white fabric.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't care about her current changes, he just maintained a ferocious expression, laughed exaggeratedly and continued to destroy until she vomited a mouthful of blood, unwilling to stop.

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was still in an irrational state, and realized something was wrong.

wrong!She can't stop! !He suddenly realized the current situation.

He sighed for the fourth time today, and facing all kinds of sundries controlled by gravity, he walked straight to the gravity manipulator who was facing away from him and controlled the sundries.

"Enough is enough," he said.

After getting close to the irrational girl, he held her raised hand with one hand, and hugged her waist with the other, resting his chin on her shoulder, and repeated it softly in her ear.

"It's enough, Miss Yangwang~"

The author has something to say: I've exploded the word count!One chapter is better than my usual two chapters! !

Yesterday, I went through the timeline and settings with Qingmei, and Wen Siquan was so refreshed.

By the way, I don’t know if the little friends who have read this chapter will pay attention to the meaning of the bow on the neckline of the middle sister. (Rub hands together.

Anyway, I wrote this on purpose, I like to hide things in details (such as sugar and knives and hints), it really feels very cool.