[Comprehensive] The name of the examiner is Oda Saku

The day of the talks will be around noon the next day.

The weather in Yokohama was surprisingly nice, with the sun high in the clear sky.Oda Saku squatted in the grass in the park early, waiting for another group of people to arrive together with Osamu Dazai who was idly staring at the windmill.

Soon, there was a rustling sound from the grass behind him, and a young man in the safari suit of a god judge poked his face out, and after seeing Odasaku, he showed a friendly smile.

"You are the colleague in charge of the detective agency, right? I followed the location to find it." As he spoke, the young interrogator turned on the mobile phone he had been holding in his hand, and there were two superimposed light spots on the screen. is blinking.

Odasaku also had the same mobile phone, which was given to him by former Rika Ei yesterday. He also specifically explained that it contained the contact information of the four of them and the positioning chips that were convenient for confirming each other's locations.Youth holding mobile phones is also a way of self-identification.

"Hello." Odasaku nodded to the young man and asked, "Have the people from the port mafia come over?"

"Yes, I'm one step ahead of them." The young man said, looked around, and said with a smile: "I didn't see you, Fu Sangshen, did they go to check around?"

"Well," Oda Saku responded, but his eyes stayed focused on the entrance of the park. Just when the young god judge was about to say something, Oda Saku suddenly hissed softly and said in a low voice: "Come on!" gone."

The young man followed Odasaku's gaze, and sure enough, within a few seconds, people came in surrounded by the leaders of the port mafia. At the same time, Osamu Dazai also turned his head and greeted him.

"We haven't seen each other for four years, do you still keep the coat I gave you?" Mori Ogai stood still, bent his eyes and greeted Osamu Dazai in a familiar tone like an old friend.

"Of course, it was burned." Dazai Osamu jumped off the stone platform of the flower bed and said.

"Eh? Speaking of which..." The judge squatting next to Oda Saku poked Oda Saku's arm, leaned over and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "That man's coat is very similar to yours." , is it the same style?"

"Don't interrupt." Odasaku pushed away the young man's face and continued to stare at the meeting scene.In a short time, Fukuzawa Yukichi had already walked in front of Mori Ogai, and there seemed to be crackling fire flashing past where the two people's eyes met.

In such an atmosphere, the young man couldn't help but calm down, and then, he saw that the leaders of both sides were not speculative, and it didn't take long for them to start their hands, and finally put the blade on the neck of the other party.

"Hey, it doesn't look too good." The young interrogator rubbed his fingers nervously and whispered, "They won't hack each other to death in a fit of excitement, will they?"

"..." Oda Saku frowned and ignored him.At this moment, the sound of the wings spinning cut through the heavy air, and a small aircraft flew over the high tree crowns and flew over everyone's heads in the blink of an eye.In the next second, the steel plates at the bottom of the aircraft opened to both sides, and a dark object was dropped in the clear sky.

"!!!"

The young judge's eyes widened, and it took him half a beat to realize that it was a bomb.

But before he could think of anything else, Oda Saku had stood up, and the next thing became like a slow motion shot in a classic movie, the shoulders were not as broad and strong as Superman or 007. The young man raised his wrist as if he had rehearsed countless times in advance, and raised his gun to blow up the bomb that was falling freely.

Accompanied by a loud bang of "——boom", the gun exploded above everyone's heads, the tongue of fire licked the air less than ten meters above everyone's heads, and the heat wave hit the skin, as if it could burn people up.

The splashing sparks fell on the tree trunk and quickly spread. In the straight-up gunpowder smoke, Fu Sangshen in white clothes and white hair jumped up first, like a white crane, to meet the outflanking retrograde army.The young man who judged God no longer cared about being surprised, and immediately commanded the sword to join the battle. On the contrary, Odasaku lowered his palm after firing a shot, and met the cold-eyed Mori Ogai.

"—Oh, what should I say?" Mori Ogai stopped his subordinates who wanted to cover his retreat, touched his smooth chin, and whispered: "Surprise?"

Oda Saku didn't care what he wanted to say, in fact, his hands were shaking badly, and his back was almost soaked in cold sweat.

He didn't want to recall the scenes of blood and flesh that he had foreseen a few seconds ago. The place where the two sides met could not have monitoring equipment, and there were no suitable sniper spots nearby. The woods suitable for ambushes were all full of swords and swords.The defense seemed foolproof, but the air strikes were still unpredictable.If the bomb hadn't happened to use an impact fuze, he wouldn't have been able to make it detonate. By then, Mori Ogai would not be the only one who died.

"...Ah, the red-haired shooter, I seem to remember you." Mori Ogai's sharp eyes wandered past Dazai Osamu's expressionless face, and finally fell back on Odasaku. He paused, Suddenly a smile appeared, and he said, "I should not be old enough to be dizzy, so if there is no problem with my brain, shouldn't you be dead already?"

"—— Zhi, Tian, ​​Jun."

Mori Ogai's tone was very soft, he bit Odasaku's surname between his lips and teeth, and savored it carefully, but his expression was filled with thick malice like mud: "How is the scenery on the Sanzu River?"

"not bad."

Odasaku didn't show any expression, but Dazai raised his eyebrows first, and said to Mori Ogai: "This should have nothing to do with you, right? After all, Odasaku is no longer your subordinate."

"Ah, don't be nervous, I just care about it casually." Mori Ogai shrugged, smiled at Osamu Dazai with helpless eyes looking at his juniors, and then turned his head and continued: "But speaking of this, Dazai reminds me Me. It is rare to have the opportunity to talk to the dead, I think it is really necessary to solemnly express that, regarding that incident back then, I really want to say——I am sorry."

Mori Ogai's tone was gentle and intimate. He stared at Oda Tsukuru, and said slowly: "Well, as the leader of the organization, what I always seek is the optimal solution. Let one only face the wall, the ground and There is nothing more cost-effective than the low-level personnel who shoot air guns to deal with dangerous enemies, and by the way, get only two licenses in Yokohama from the difficult secret service department."

"—In the end," Mori Ogai smiled: "The last sacrifices are only one person who is useless to the Mafia, and a few children who do not belong to the Mafia and will not be of value to the Mafia. "

"This is my best solution."

"--boom!"

The gunshot sounded almost at the same time as the last word fell, and the bullet grazed Mori Ogai's neck, leaving a bullet hole on the concrete wall.

Sen Owai opened his eyes slightly in surprise, and after a moment of stunned, he lowered his head and raised his hand to cover his bleeding neck.The bullet pierced the skin but cleverly avoided the artery, so the burning pain did not make him panic but instead made him squint his eyes, and then he laughed softly.At first it was just a slight vibration in the throat, and then it turned into a loud laugh with wanton and joy.

"...That's it. That's it, Oda-kun."

"Actually, you have already discovered it yourself, what kind of person are you?" Mori Ogai squinted his eyes and looked at Odasaku.

"No matter how important you say life is, or how rigidly you demand your own behavior." Mori Ogai straightened up, tapped the inside of his wrist, and said with a smile: "...But when you make up your mind When you decide to kill someone, your hands don't shake."

Mori Ogai's voice was not loud, but it held everyone's attention in one place like a tight thread.The examiner who was closest to Odasaku swallowed his saliva, and he subconsciously looked at Odasaku. As expected, as Mori Ogai said, he could only see the steady muzzle of the gun and the pervasive look in the eyes of the red-haired young man. The body is cold and calm.

——That is the extreme calm that is worse than any indifference and hatred, it is the eyes that stare at death.

The young man was shocked, and when he came to his senses, he had already hugged Odasaku's waist desperately, and while pulling back tightly, he shouted: "Calm down! Mr. Oda!!"

The young judge broke out in a cold sweat, but Mori Ogai smiled easily, and continued without fear of death: "Frankly speaking, I actually admire Oda-kun very much. With your talent, even if you want to It is also very easy to become a cadre, in that case..."

Maybe Dazai won't turn against him either.

Mori Ogai glanced in the direction of Osamu Dazai, and when he met the child who was once the most optimistic and did not hide his hostile eyes, he hooked the corner of his lower lip as if mocking himself, then retracted his gaze, and said in an even worse tone : "So, why do people have boring ideals?"

"I'm curious, Oda-kun." Mori Ogai's voice seemed to be a dark wind blowing up from the bottom of hell: "Have you ever felt regretful for a moment, and then realized that if you could give up those ridiculous persistence earlier, you So the children don’t have to die?”

——Those children who loved you and admired you wholeheartedly died because of Oda Sakunosuke's ideals.

Odasaku subconsciously tightened his trigger finger.The sparks that could not be extinguished in the future gnawed at the bark and made a crackling sound, and the smoke was blown up by the wind and lingered around him. In a trance, Odasaku seemed to see a few immature faces calling to him through the glass in the flames.

Oda gritted his teeth hard, feeling the blood spreading in his mouth. After a long silence, Oda Saku finally found his voice.

"of course."

"Of course I have long understood that there is nothing more absurd and ironic than this." Odasaku took a deep breath, raised his gun and pointed it firmly at Mori Ogai, but his expression suddenly became sharp: "—but, this is not That means you can provoke me at will."

"To me, killing you is no more difficult than killing Gide." Oda Saku said.

"That's it. I have a ghost in my heart, and everyone I see is a ghost." Dazai Osamu tilted his head and smiled, staring at Mori Ogai with deep kite-colored eyes and said, "Actually, you have been afraid all this time, right?"

"I'm afraid that the person who killed you will come back to take revenge on you, and I'm also afraid that your trusted subordinate will wipe your neck with a knife one day... Tsk tsk, it's really pitiful to be worried whether it's day or night."

"Ah, that's right." Mori Ogai deepened his dark smile, but unexpectedly did not refute.

Sirens sounded outside the park. The explosion just now could be seen by anyone who was not blind. It is impossible for the military and police to come to check the situation.

The leaders of the two superpower organizations met privately at the sensitive moment of the Yokohama attack. It is better to avoid such things that would scare the authorities.Fukuzawa Yukichi stepped forward and announced: "Jackals are not allowed to be with them, and the meeting can end here. Next, the Armed Detective Society will take action to recapture Q, but don't hinder us in this matter."

"Who knows, the mafia will do anything for profit." Mori Ogai shrugged indifferently, and the corner of his robe raised a scarlet arc when he turned around: "However, it was indeed a pleasant meeting."

"Goodbye, Detective Agency." He looked back and said, "I hope you will all be alive when we meet again."