My name is Dazai

This vomiting is physiological.

Except for the leader Zai and Wu Jingzai who adapted well, everyone else covered their mouths as if they were about to spit it out.

Just then, Tangun's cell phone rang.

With trembling hands, Tangun took out the phone from his pocket.

The editor of Lanshan repeatedly emphasized that Tangun should carry his mobile phone with him, so as not to find someone when looking for him, and make people worry in vain.

Tangun knew that the editor of Arashiyama had already seen through his lies, so he felt that he didn't need to explain anything, and could only answer honestly.

This was the first call made by Editor Arashiyama since we parted. Would it be bad if he didn't answer? Tangun thought about it, and pressed the call button with his fingers trembling crazily because of his fear of heights.

"Teacher Tan, are you okay?" It was the voice of editor Lanshan on the phone, "You didn't answer the call I called you before."

Tangun let out an "Ah", thinking dully, maybe he was too nervous before and didn't hear it.

Before he had time to speak, he heard the editor of Arashiyama say: "The port mafia building in Yokohama exploded today. Although I don't know why, Yokohama is going to be chaotic recently. Teacher Tan should pay attention to his own safety. If necessary, we can help you find a temporary house in Tokyo."

"This..." Tangun felt that he really had the urge to run away.Only the supernatural beings knew what happened to Shibusawa Ryuhiko before. Although the damage caused was not small, ordinary people didn't know about it, and it was also because Shibusawa Ryuhiko had serious problems himself, and no one bothered him.

But just now, the poet Zhongya and the cadre Zhongya fought and blew up the top of the port mafia building.

Although Tangun would be able to get rid of the blame if he wanted to, but he is indeed quite guilty.

Poet Zhong also had a bond with him, Wu Zhenzai hooked up with Poet Zhongye to steal the wine, he went with writer Zai, he was completely accomplice.

Tangun felt his conscience hurt.

"Teacher Tan, did you speak just now?" Arashiyama Kosaburo asked, "By the way, Teacher Tan, your voice is so loud."

And it sounds familiar.

Arashiyama Kosaburo did not say the second half of the sentence.

Tangun fell silent.

It's the sound of the helicopter, and the port mafia is just blown up among the poets.

He will not be drawn into danger, he himself is the center of the vortex of danger.

Tangun didn't know how to explain to Arashiyama Kosaburo.

Arashiyama Kosaburo recalled what that sound was. He looked out from the balcony of the hotel, looked at the helicopter with a strange flight path like a fly, and thought that the pilot's skills were really bad.

...wait, helicopter?

Arashiyama Kosaburo and Tangun fell silent together.

After a long while, Arashiyama Kosaburo broke the silence: "Teacher Tan, where are you?" "... Gathering with friends." Then the drunk friend Bar Port Mafia's roof exploded.

"Where is the exact location?" Arashiyama Kosaburo looked at his suitcase, thinking that by packing his luggage and running now, can others believe that he has nothing to do with Tangun?

"..."

"Teacher Tan, can you speak louder?" Mr. Editor asked with a murderous smile.

"Heaven," Tangun said.

Okay, basically hammered.

Arashiyama Kosaburo thought of the strange person next to Tangun.

After finally getting rid of the shadow of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, why is the writer in charge of him also a similar thorn? "Teacher Tan!" Arashiyama Kosaburo shouted with all his strength.

"Here!" Tangun shuddered, even though Editor Lanshan was not in front of him, he still sat up straight.

"Why can't you write a book well? Have you written the manuscript? Is it finished? Is it finished? Have you handed it in? Is the money enough? Have the readers' demands been satisfied? Have you fulfilled your promise to me?" Arashiyama Kosaburo Seven Asking repeatedly directly pierced Tangun's heart that still hurts.

Tangun didn't know how to answer, his originally straight back was heavy because of this?problem and bent down.

"...This is the material." Tangun said the reason that he didn't even believe it.

The leader Zai's shoulders trembled, and he seemed to be suffocating to death with his suppressed laughter.

"Blowing up the port mafia for information? Then, do I need to burn down the armed detective agency for you to add to the fun!" Arashiyama Kosaburo had apparently lost his sanity and fell into a state of madness.

That way Dazai wouldn't have to go to work.

Tangun looked at Butengzai, and Butengzai seemed to understand what he meant, and winked at Tangun: "It's really great not to have to go to work."

"..." You should worry about your own work unit!

Tangun didn't know where to spit out the old trough.

What kind of misfortune did the Armed Detective Agency have to accept professional skippers like Osamu Dazai?

It's a bit of a conscience!

Speaking of heartless...

Tangun turned his head to look at the leader Jae who was typing on the computer. Although the plane was dizzyingly bumpy, it didn't seem to affect the leader Jae.

The leader Jae looked at Tangun and laughed, his beautiful eyes were bent, looking gentle and amiable.

The leader Zaimo has a conscience, as if the building that was blown up was not the building of the Port Mafia, and he himself has never been the leader of the Port Mafia.This kind of time can always make people sure that he is really not a rare leader, and he doesn't have any sense of belonging to the port mafia.

"Teacher Tan..." When Tangun was looking at the leader Jae a little lost in thought, Arashiyama Kosaburo's voice rang through the phone.

It was only then that Tangun remembered that he was still on the phone with someone else, he shouldn't have looked at Dazai stupidly.

"Editor Arashiyama, I..." Tangun thought about how to get away with it.

Arashiyama Kosaburo has calmed down, and he was a little unscrupulous because he was out of control before: "I don't expect you to stop making trouble, but I hope you can still remember you after blowing up the port mafia building. is a writer by profession, not a demolition expert."

"Six days later is the deadline you told me you set for yourself. I hope Mr. Tan has not forgotten this matter that may not be very important to you." Arashiyama Kosaburo's words sounded too yin and yang. .

But other than that, he didn't say anything else, after all, Tangun seemed to have a good temper, but it's strange that he could do these things, it has already proved his own rebellious heart.

His ability to listen to me can indeed make people listen to what they say, but it can't interfere with the decision made by the other party.His ability is not so strong, otherwise Ryuhiko Shibusawa would have robbed him of his ability.

However, it may also be that Shibusawa Ryuhiko himself feels that seeing the world is too boring, and he does not need this ability to enhance his control over the future.

"I'm very sorry, I haven't forgotten..." Tangun thought in his heart that he shouldn't have come to see Poet Chuya today because of his bet with Ango, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen to such a state.

After this incident, I don't know how long it will take to clean up the mess.

"But Editor Lanshan, can you give me a little more time?" Tangun couldn't help feeling weak.

Arashiyama Kosaburo ruthlessly hung up the phone.

If you have time to spend time, it is better to code words.

The author has something to say: Small Theater - Tangun: Woo...

Poet Zhong Ye: I don’t know if I have other wine cellars.

Wu Zhenzai: Yes!

Poet Zhongya: Let's go to a party with Ango next time!

Tangun: I won't go.

Writer Zai (flying): Tangun don't want it!If you don't go, the only victim is me!

Tangun: ... Dazai, you are a real dog.

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