How I was forced to be the villain

At the door of 221B Baker Street stood an old man dressed in extraordinary clothes.

He squinted his eyes and looked very kind.

It wasn't until Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo approached that he nodded reservedly, his gaze passed over Ranpo's body, and finally fixed on Dazai Osamu's face.

"Good day."

"It seems that a distinguished guest has come to the door, come in and sit down." Osamu Dazai could tell at a glance that this person was looking for him.

The old man frowned, declined Dazai Osamu's proposal, and said, "No, I just came here this time to say a word to Mr. Little John."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, opened his sharp eyes, and said in an orderly tone: "Please don't approach Queen Victoria again. If Her Majesty asks you again, please refuse without hesitation."

I thought what he was going to say was related to the current situation, but it turned out to be related to the Queen, but Osamu Dazai had no idea what he was talking about.

Seeing his unrepentant look, the old man hit the ground with his cane in anger, "You have no choice, Mr. John, even if you don't want to leave Your Majesty, I have ways to expel you from the city of London." In this case, you won't get any money at all, don't think that His Majesty is protecting you, so I really have nothing to do with you, you are just His Majesty's lover."

The amount of information in a paragraph is too large, and Dazai Osamu was almost stunned. He said in surprise, "I am His Majesty's... lover?"

"Why, do you still want to obtain the right to inherit this country?"

The queen's husband also has the right to inherit the throne without heirs, even higher than some remote royal blood.

After roughly guessing his identity and understanding where the ruby ​​that didn't fit his identity came from, Osamu Dazai said in a drawn out voice, "Hey - I'm not interested in this country, but I'm more interested in His Majesty Bigger."

"You really dare to say it. If you insist on this, then I can't persuade you." The old man patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder, threatening, "Be careful."

After speaking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers, then let go to let the wind take the handkerchief away.

Left without looking back.

"It seems that he intends to use some violent means to prevent 'Her Majesty' from being abducted by bad guys outside." Edogawa Ranpo looked at Osamu Dazai and said.

"Your Majesty dotes on me so much, how could he allow them to hurt me." Osamu Dazai said in a sweet and greasy voice.

Edogawa stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Everything is fake now, Dazai."

Little by little, Osamu Dazai restrained the smile on his face, without filling his appearance with emotion, he looked very hollow, and his bright appearance had already rotted away.

"I know." He said softly.

"It would be great if it was true." Saying this, he seemed to be about to cry, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing.

Even if there are monsters, even if there is a gap in status, this place is a hundred times better than reality.

Edogawa Ranpo said naturally: "If it is a dream, there will always be a day when you will wake up."

"......you're right."

Only one day had passed since the old man's warning. Osamu Dazai did not wait for their means, but the man who pulled the carriage that day appeared, who seemed to be the housekeeper of the palace.

Unlike the last time when he was superior, he had a very ugly face, and forced a smile in front of Osamu Dazai, "Your Majesty wants to see you, please come to the palace."

While the tone is polite, the words spoken are still commanding.

This proved that he was very disdainful in his heart, but he had to hold back a respectful gesture under some kind of pressure.

Osamu Dazai crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa with an indifferent look, "Why?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." the steward hesitated for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Your Majesty said that if he is not allowed to see you, he will announce to the whole world that the queen of this country is actually a man."

"What's wrong with that? He's a man." Osamu Dazai raised his horns.

The butler murmured and couldn't speak.

"Or if he announces that he is a man, you can no longer control him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, that's the queen!" the butler quickly retorted.

"Queen?" Osamu Dazai stared at him with interest, "Your Majesty will have no heir if you can't have a child. The secret is in your hands. You should be very clear about whose hands the future of this country will fall into."

The butler's forehead began to sweat. It is true that Her Majesty who is just a "queen" is much easier to control than the king.

"Mr. Little John!" The steward raised his voice, "Anyway, since His Majesty wants to see you, you must come with me!"

Osamu Dazai said slowly, "I never said I would refuse."

The butler choked.Indeed, he instinctively felt that Little John would not agree, because if he went to the palace, he might not be able to get out, and the chief assistant would not let such an unstable factor exist.

Osamu Dazai stood up and smoothed out the wrinkles on his body, "Mr. Ranpo, I'll leave this to you."

"No, I'll go too."

The butler said impatiently: "No, anyone can go to the palace?"

Osamu Dazai watched Ranpo Edogawa silently.

"Doubt is easy to be addicted to. Once it rises, it can no longer be contained." Edogawa Denranbu said calmly.

If Edogawa Ranpo is left alone, no one will know what he has done. In order to avoid trouble, it is better for everyone to be together, and there may be some clues in the palace.

"I see." Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze.

"No, you can only bring one!" The butler felt that these two people did not take him too seriously.

But when the two of them smiled and looked over at the same time, he suddenly felt a chill all over, and his intuition told him that it was best not to continue talking.

"F-Come with me." Even she herself didn't want to understand what she was afraid of at that moment.

Jing Yeyan's life in the palace made him feel like a lamb being fattened to be slaughtered.

Although the time is short, it is also obvious that his identity is not a role that can call the wind and rain in this country.

puppet regime.

But it's not a waste of time to come here. He wanted to investigate the laboratory he had seen before, as well as the man in the robe whose face was facing away from him.

In the dead of night, the lights in the palace dimmed little by little.

In the long corridor, a maid with a candlestick walked silently towards the end.

She carefully pushed the heavy door open, and through the gap, she could see a figure lying quietly on the bed with hanging curtains. After making sure that the man was fast asleep, the maid gently blew out the candle, and closed it again silently. Door.

There was silence again in the room.

Jing Yeyan opened his eyes, turned over from the bed and fell to the ground without making a sound.

He has gone through the queen's room, and there is nothing special about it.

During the day, he had already figured out what was around here, and every part of the entire palace was clearly reflected in his mind.

The center of the palace is the meeting hall, and the third room going east from the meeting hall is the study room, where the queen is said to stay when she is free during the day.

There were no people along the way, and the huge palace looked a little gloomy.

It was not until he was approaching the meeting hall that Jing Yeyan heard the sound of neat footsteps.

Soldiers on patrol.

Hiding behind the door, Jing Yeyan easily avoided the soldiers. When he passed by the meeting hall, he was attracted by the throne, so he stopped and stared.

There was a strange feeling driving him towards the throne, as if something in his heart was about to break through his body and escape, it was an uncontrollable...desire.

His fingers twitched and his body began to move forward.

"Ah."

The light laughter was like a feather passing over the earlobe, with a tickling feeling.

Jing Yeyan's eyes that had gradually become chaotic flickered again, and he turned around suddenly.

A man stood there, with a brown cloak covering him from head to toe, and it was impossible to tell who this man was just by his size.

But Jing Yeyan already vaguely had an answer in his heart.

There were only a handful of people in London who could bring him such a familiar feeling.

The man's face under the hood pulled down seemed to lift a smile, and he turned and ran.

"and many more!"

Jing Yeyan also followed immediately.

If you compare speed, it is of course impossible for this person to escape from Jingyeyan's hands, but at a corner, this person disappeared from Jingyeyan's sight.

The door on the right creaked and opened a small crack, as if inviting him in.

Jing Yeyan didn't think much, and opened the door directly.

If it's someone he knows, it's better to go and have a look.

In front of him was a whole room of books, which was his previous destination.

The entire study room can be seen at a glance, absolutely no one can hide here.

Jing Yeyan walked to the desk and found a locked cabinet.

Intuition told him that something in it was important.

He lifted up the upside-down photo frame on the desktop, and seeing the picture on the photo, Kyono Yan showed a bewildered expression.

There are two young people in the photo, one of them is resting on the other's lap, his body is slightly curled up, the corners of his lips are raised, and he is peacefully asleep.

Sitting by the tree, leaning against the tree, looking tenderly at the person who was pillowed on his lap, Jing Yeyan had exactly the same face.

It was a kind of gentleness that would never appear on Kyono Yan's face, as if he had spent his whole life's tenderness. Looking at the person in the photo, Kyono Yan felt as if he was looking at a clone of him, and felt uncomfortable all over.

Jing Yeyan shivered, took the photo off the frame, and carefully put it away in his clothes.

He can't be the only one suffering, and Dazai has to take a look.

There is a price to pay for betraying him.

"Humph."

Kyono sneered.

So far, this is the only one who has betrayed him and is still alive and kicking. If he doesn't do anything, how will he deal with the betrayer.

[So your revenge is to show him the picture? ]

"When I finish the exam..."

[Didn't you just go back directly? ]

"..."

The examiner gently touched the young man's eyebrows on the light brain, and finally lowered his eyes. The data flow became extremely chaotic in an instant, but he didn't sort it out immediately, but let the data hit his core.

If candidates want to attack a person, how can they really be helpless because of the examination system?

Just don't want to.

Such a special case, even a machine will inevitably feel jealous.

......

Jing Yeyan silently took out a key from the bookshelf and opened the locked cabinet.

There is nothing eye-popping in it, just a diary.

But the diary should not be underestimated, some people can use this thing to store their own soul fragments.