My script must be HE

Akai Shuuichi and the man met eyes from the air.

The face he had only seen a few days ago quickly evokes the memory of Shuichi Akai, and he discovered the problem almost instantly.

"No." Akai Shuichi said.He frowned, and under Amuro Toru's suspicious gaze, he said firmly: "He is not the leader of the 'Dead House Rat'."

It was the man he had seen at the Xingzhihai Hotel a few days ago.

In the magnificent hotel, a man with a tall and straight figure, patrolling the property owned by the mafia at the port.

"Secretary to the leader of the port black-hand-party, Satou."

They were played.

Toru Amuro turned his head abruptly, looking at the 'prisoner' who had been in the interrogation room all night.

If what Akai Hideichi said is true, then the armed detective agency that assisted the police in capturing this person—no, Osamu Dazai, what exactly does it mean?

Did Osamu Dazai miscalculate?

No, it's impossible.

"All night, you didn't even say that you're not a 'rat'..." Toru Amuro's face became more gloomy.

He did it on purpose.

The 'prisoner' who was stared at by the two agents raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes spread a little, as if thinking of his turbulent days in the past few months.

Ever since Fyodor mentioned him to the headquarters, he has been living under the control of that man.

Those two men were both monsters.

Fading away the meaningless memories, he opened his mouth slowly.

"I have something interesting, do you want to see it?"

The two agents in front of them seemed to be hesitating, but the person who brought the words already knew the final result.

Nothing will deviate from the predictions of the 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man', including themselves.

...

"This roller coaster looks amazing!" Suzuki Sonoko pointed to the game equipment that looked like a technological suspension car in the distance. She took Mao Lilan's hand and quickly brought her best friend over.

Conan, who had no intention of chasing him, stood there and sighed.

so tired.

Whether they are adults or children, they are all so energetic.

The children dispersed after playing. At this time, Conan did not keep up with Mao Lilan, and only Huiyuan Ai was left beside him.

The girl who had no interest in playing these games tilted her head and asked, "Aren't you going to catch up?"

"No, it's better to take advantage of this time to think about how to explain to Lan that Kudo Shinichi can't come." Conan felt that the future was gloomy.

Why did he say such a thing that can't be realized at all!

Reaching into his pocket and touching the portable medicine box, Hui Yuanai showed a look of helplessness: "Ala, then you can just think about it here."

Saying that, this petite-looking elementary school girl walked forward along the route Suzuki Sonoko and the others walked, leaving Conan in place.

"How do I explain it..." Conan was really worried, "Although the 'Rat of the Dead House' has been solved, the Black Organization has not yet solved it, and it is not yet time to tell Lan that I am Kudo Shinichi..."

"It's really not the time." A strange voice came from the side.

It seems that he is very interested in Conan's affairs, his tone is raised, and his voice is full of interest.

Conan was shrouded in the shadow of others, and Conan, who was recognized, nodded: "That is to say..."

"Wait who are you?!" It took a while to react, Conan almost jumped up, turned around and looked at the 'person' behind him.

'When did you come?He heard it all? Conan, who was still thinking about such things, saw the brown 'raccoon' at a glance.

Yes, 'raccoon'.

This young man, about 1.6 meters tall, is wearing 'raccoon' pajamas, with a cute raccoon head on his straight black hair, and even a raccoon tail hanging behind him.

'staff member? 'Conan froze.

It can't be wearing pajamas on the street, right? !

However, compared with the doll costume, this brown 'raccoon' suit is not filled with cotton, does not have a headgear covering the whole face, and even exposes the young man's face.The fabric is pure cotton with fluff, which looks more comfortable, even if you lie directly on the ground, it looks very comfortable.

'...It can't really be pajamas! ' Conan found out the truth.

"It's pajamas~" The young man under the raccoon's hoodie couldn't see the expression clearly. The young man pointed to Conan's pocket, "Your phone is ringing."

After a pause, Conan took out the vibrating phone from his pocket.

He glanced at the number on the screen and knew it was Toru Amuro's call.At this time, Amuro Toru must have something to look for him, but he glanced at this strange young man who was going out in pajamas again, and didn't answer the phone immediately.

'Too strange!This guy who just popped up out of nowhere! He tried to make the young man understand what he meant, so he left consciously, leaving room for Conan to answer the phone.

But the young man didn't know if he didn't see it or if he didn't see it. He squatted down and pointed at Conan's cell phone, showing no intention of avoiding it.

"If you don't answer, you will hang up." He tilted his head, matching the little raccoon hood on his head, he looked extraordinarily innocent.

'Then you should leave first! 'The brain waves didn't match, and Conan thought that he should go by himself.

But just when he was about to show his cuteness and leave, the vibration of the phone stopped.

Amuro hung up the phone.

Before Conan could figure out why, suddenly his phone vibrated again.

He has received new mail.

Probably something really happened, this time Conan didn't care about the young man next to him, but immediately opened the email.

There was no text in the email, but a short video.

In the picture is the night sky of Yokohama.

The photographer is using a mobile phone, so the shake is a bit serious.The neon lights of billboards on the street and the dark sky appear in the camera, and the passers-by are talking while walking.

It seems that I just want to record the sky of that night, everything is the same as usual, bland but with a sense of daily peace of mind.

Conan continued to look down with some confusion, and gradually observed the night of Yokohama with the shaking camera.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

In the black sky in the distance, a vague black silhouette appeared, and it gradually rose, like a giant beast rising from the ground.

Five identical shadows went straight into the sky, and the fear brought by the giant made the phone shake even more intensely.

With a scream from the photographer, the video ended.Conan's face was reflected on the black screen, that face of bewilderment.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it anymore, Conan already knows what it is.

"...The port mafia, five buildings." He said with difficulty.

The only thing he didn't remember was the mafia-hand-party building in the port.

At that moment, all the messy clues were connected together, and the truth about the other world appeared naked before his eyes.

The omnipotent 'book', the resurrection of the dead, phantoms of the past.

Confused memories, strange cognitions, different but very similar worlds.

Who is the person holding the 'book'?

Dazai Osamu's pale, lifeless face also slowly emerged in his mind.

"Just trust me like that?"

That person's seemingly brisk voice rang in his ears.

Believe it.

Conan's hands continued to exert force, making a clicking sound of knuckles rubbing against each other.

so why you

Mr. Dazai!