My script must be HE

These words directly shut down everyone's brains.

"Deadly, dead?!" Suzuki Sonoko looked at the decadent man who had met once in the morning in amazement, wondering if he had bumped into a ghost early in the morning.

Mao Lilan covered her mouth: "Just kidding..."

The bronze-haired man who was watched by everyone raised his head slightly and opened his mouth dumbly.

"Ah, is that so?" he said.

Didn't realize there was something wrong with it.

"This is not a question that can be fooled by 'Is this so' at all!" Nakahara Chuya raised his voice, "Aren't you from Akutagawa's side? Can dead people come here?"

He originally thought that this Oda Sakunosuke was also Oda Sakunosuke who belonged to the parallel world like Dazai Osamu, so he didn't think there was any problem.

But if it is the same world as him, can the dead be resurrected in another world?

The dull Oda Sakunosuke finally came to his senses, and he said in a tone of sudden realization: "So that's the case, I'm dead."

fully accepted the same statement.

"Don't accept it so quickly without any obstacles! Make me sad, please! Even if you are Oda four years ago, you are dead if you figure out your future, dead!" Zhongyuan Zhong also hated that iron can't make steel.

He took a breath and unconsciously pressed his hat on.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about this here." He turned his head, "I'll ask Dazai that bastard well later. So, what are you guys doing here?"

He seemed to have just realized that there was someone next to him.

It's just whether it should be heard or not, Conan beside him heard it all, and reasoned in real time.

'So they are indeed the same world? ' Conan thought, 'Is it really resurrection?Or is it just a different timeline? '

Compared to the guess of resurrection, the guess that the timeline is different is more reasonable, right?

'If a person can be resurrected, no matter which world it is for, it would be terrible! '

It is indeed inappropriate to say these things in the hall, although no one dares to listen to the corners of the top cadres.

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, and answered Nakahara Chuya's question honestly: "I want to see Dazai, and I have to ask him about some things in person."

He really came here just to say a few words.

"But not now," he went on.

"Ah, is that so?" It seemed that he didn't expect such an answer, and now it was Nakahara Chuya who said so.

He turned his face away, not knowing what to say, and in the end he just said half sighing and half complaining: "Thank you, it's really not easy to be friends with that guy..."

"No, Dazai is fine." Oda Sakunosuke emphasized.

It is because of this Nakahara Nakaya that Oda Sakunosuke's vision is hopeless.

Putting aside the issue of resurrection or not for the time being, Conan followed their conversations to collect information.

He also didn't understand why Oda Sakunosuke suddenly changed his mind - as far as he knew, in his world, Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu were both "rogue faction" writers and had a good relationship.According to Atsushi Nakajima, Mr. Odasaku and Mr. Dazai in the academy world are also good friends.

And this Oda Sakunosuke is also friends with Osamu Dazai.

But Osamu Dazai was not in the port mafia today, so Oda Sakunosuke and Akutagawa probably missed out and saw no one.I haven't even seen anyone, so what made this dull but persistent man change his mind?

Just as he was thinking, the bell rang suddenly, and the music interrupted Conan's thoughts.

"Sorry." Zhong Yuan immediately turned around and took out his mobile phone to pick it up. His cold face looked more like the second-in-command of the black-hand-party.

And here, it can be seen that Oda Sakunosuke is in a bad mood, hesitated for a moment, Mo Lilan came over and asked softly: "Mr. Oda, if you are in a bad mood, would you like to play with us in Yokohama for a day?"

"Isn't he a dead man?" Suzuki Sonoko subconsciously pulled Mao Lilan, without recovering.

After the initial shock, Mao Lilan, who had already reacted, shook her head: "It should be some kind of code, right? No matter how you look at it, Mr. Oda is a real person."

As if echoing Mao Lilan's words, the dull hairs on the bronze-colored hair stood on end as if frightened.No normal person could do such an action, let alone a dead person.

Oda Sakunosuke slowed down by half a beat, and then pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes." Mao Lilan nodded, and she said sincerely, "I am very grateful to Mr. Oda for taking care of Conan and Ai during this time. If there is any difficulty, please let us provide some help!"

Oda Sakunosuke hesitated, he really didn't want to leave directly.

He needs time to digest what he knows today.But if I leave, I always feel that I will miss something.

Sensing Oda Sakunosuke's hesitation, Haibara Ai trotted over, looking expectantly at the man who was a bit tall for her: "Come together, Mr. Oda."

She really likes this babysitter, not just for security.Oda Sakunosuke is particularly sensitive in some aspects, he will pay attention to the distance between people, although sometimes the words are surprising, but it makes the people who communicate with him feel comfortable.Haibara loves this comfort.

Just at this time, Chuya Zhongya quickly ended the call.

"What? Okay." Nakahara Zhongya hung up the phone, and when he came back, he lifted Conan's collar with one hand.The familiar posture made Conan subconsciously flap his hands and legs.It's just that although he is not tall enough, Nakahara Chuya can still make Conan's feet one meter away from the ground like Mori Kogoro, and he can't make any splashes when he thumps.

Nakahara also removed the brooch on Conan's chest and threw it to Sakunosuke Oda, with a casual tone: "This kid will act with me later, Oda, you can just hang out with them-you haven't seen the ones here Yokohama? Take a good look.”

Yokohama here has no Radium Street, no slums, and no fortresses, which is very different from their Yokohama.

Of course, it is much more peaceful than their Yokohama.

Conan, who was suddenly deprived of the itinerary, was stunned for a moment, and then he very consciously chimed in, raised a smile and said to Mao Lilan next to him: "Sister Xiaolan, I want to play with Brother Zhongyuan!"

Maybe this is Osamu Dazai's arrangement, of course he will follow!

Startled by Chuya Zhongya's actions, Mao Lilan hesitated for a moment: "Would it be too much trouble for Mr. Zhongyuan?"

"No." Zhongya Nakahara said, he seemed to be in a hurry, he said briefly, then waved his hand and left with Conan, "I'll go first, this kid will return it to you at night."

Nakahara Chuya walked with the same footsteps as when he came here. As he was being carried away, Conan waved his arm: "Sister Xiaolan, see you tonight—"

The figures of the two quickly disappeared outside the door, Mao Lilan didn't have time to say anything, and finally just complained a little coquettishly.

"Really."

Suzuki Sonoko rushed over and wrapped his arms around Mao Lilan.Conan was not here, but she was happier, and pulled Mao Lilan out: "Don't worry about that brat, let's play with us!"

"According to the plan on the road, go to Huahua Street first!" She said excitedly.

Haibara Ai and Oda Sakunosuke, who were lagging behind, looked at each other.

"Akutagawa, you go back first." He pinned the brooch to his clothes.

Akutagawa coughed a few times to answer him.

...

If the time goes back to 1 minute ago, Conan swears that he will definitely remember to put on the helmet.

No, he will definitely reject Nakahara Chuya.

At this time, he was sitting on the back seat of a bright purple motorcycle. The moment he lost his grip, he was almost thrown out.

The cold wind rushed to his face crazily, besides the wind, the black coat of the person in front was also fluttering over Conan's head, and it was thrown on his face several times.

They are driving among the trees, and the trees in front of them one second may be thrown far away in the next second.A dilapidated wall gradually appeared ahead.

Suddenly the locomotive made a sharp turn, and the black coat floated to the side. Conan finally saw the sky—and the steady hat on the orange-haired man in front of him.

Even if Conan was almost thrown out several times, this man's hat didn't move at all, as stable as Mount Tai.

Because Nakahara Chuya himself was almost lying on the motorcycle, so Conan sitting in the back could only tug at the hem of his vest.If you can't hug your waist, Conan's little short hand can't reach it.

"Dangerous——" Seeing that he was about to hit the wall, Conan couldn't open his mouth in the strong wind and could only scream in his heart.

In the next second, Zhongyuan Zhongye drove directly to the wall with a snake skin.At the same time, the red light was on, and Conan stared at the locomotive directly with his feet ninety degrees off the ground, feeling the feeling of flying.

Like he's not on the locomotive, he's on the roller coaster.

Conan couldn't tell for a while whether it was Toru Amuro's speeding car that was scary yesterday, or Chuya Nakahara's speeding car.

It's just that if there is a next time, he will never get in the car of these two people.

The fuchsia locomotive with red light was speeding across the wall like lightning, like a beam of light.

Then Nakahara suddenly lifted the front wheel.

The locomotive soared up from the wall, turned a corner with the assistance of gravity, and rushed towards the original direction above the head.

When the red light came on, they rushed straight for a distance of nearly 500 meters, and then rushed to the bare flat ground next to them.

In the next second, a puff of smoke dispersed, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, and inside the pit was a brightly lit secret base.

The people gathered here raised their heads and looked at the broken ceiling.

"Let me see who wants to provoke the port mafia!"

There are fragments of the ceiling under the wheels, and the orange-haired man in the middle of the smoke raised his head, his exasperated tone was filled with excitement, and his blue pupils were shining brightly.

Immediately afterwards, the elementary school student who was holding on to the hem of his clothes behind him yelled in horror.

"Didn't you take me to find Osamu Dazai?!" Conan felt that things should not have developed like this.

What is this for? !Bring him to the Black-Hand-Party Rush scene? !Find out that he is a primary school student!

And the top cadre of the port mafia turned his head and said in a natural tone: "Of course not."

Zhong Yuanzhong also wondered why Conan would think so: "If I knew where he was, would I still ask you?"

As soon as we met in the morning, he was looking for his nasty runaway leader, how could he know where that bastard Dazai was.

Conan tilted his head, his often half-moon-shaped eyes were completely dead at this moment.

'So I was thinking too much from the beginning to the end? ! '