My name is Dazai

When entering the hall, Tangun's eyes were suddenly covered by Dazai.

"Don't look." Dazai didn't think Tangun would be frightened by this scene, but he didn't want Tangun to see these bloody things.

"Meow." Tangun didn't mean to struggle to see.

He trusted Dazai very much, since Dazai said he would not let him see it, he would not watch it.

Dazai opened the elevator and pressed down the floor number of the top floor.

"Doesn't Tangun want to ask about what I did with Oda?" Dazai suddenly asked, "Did Tangun feel strange?"

The elevator doors closed, and Dazai let go of his hand covering Tangun's eyes.

"Speaking of which, I didn't hide anything from Tangun about what I said and did before, and Tangun didn't even ask."

Tangun's actual age should not be too young, even if he has no memory, but his behavior and preferences are still the same, and it is normal to not be too curious.

Although Dazai likes people who don't ask too much, but Tangun is too inquisitive, which makes her feel a sense of frustration, otherwise she would say that people are cheap.

He and Tangun should be people who love each other, so he wants to tell Tangun all the things related to him.

Gossip, chatter, chatter...

He probably wanted to chat with Tangun like this.

Talk from morning to night.

"Meow..." If Dazai wants to say something, then tell me.

Tangun nuzzled Dazai's arm with his chin.

He has a lot of time, enough for Dazai to talk from morning to night.

Dazai can talk to him whatever he wants, he will always listen quietly.

Ah, but work must not be delayed.

Tangun silently added in his heart.

The speed of the elevator is not fast, it can even be said to be slow.

"Meow?" Although Tangun didn't take the elevator many times, he took the elevator when he went downstairs today, and he also saw the speed of the elevator numbers changing when Yin and Zhongya took the elevator.

"I slowed it down on purpose." He pried open the lock on the box that regulates the speed of the elevator.

The speed of the elevator can be adjusted, but a professional needs to use the key to open the box for adjusting the speed.

However, even though Dazai hasn't opened the lock for many years, he is still the title of the Yokohama lock unlocking king.It can't be opened without him.

"Meow?" Tangun asked a little strangely.

"I'm a bit reluctant to see Tangun like this." Dazai buried his face in Tangun's belly, "So fluffy...So soft..."

"Meow!" Tangun was tickled by Dazai.

No matter how slow Dazai adjusted the speed of the elevator, after all, he didn't stop the elevator, no matter how slow it was, there would be time.

Tangun's hair was disheveled, Dazai's face was also smeared with blood, and Tangun's hair was still stained on the black hair.

Tangun's fur is a little knotted now because he didn't wipe it off after biting someone.

Dazai finally remembered this matter, touched his pockets, found bank cards, guns, and all kinds of odds and ends, but he couldn't find a handkerchief, so he could only reach for the dark red scarf and beat Tangun. After crushing the blood clots on the knotted hair, use a scarf to wipe off the crumbs.

The elevator door opened slowly, and this place was already a rooftop.

"Meow..." Tangun hugged Dazai tightly, and the fur on his body exploded again.

He is afraid of heights, and he can no longer look down if he is above the fifth floor, not to mention that this place is seven times higher than the fifth floor.

And here, as the top floor of the tallest building in Yokohama, you can overlook the entire Yokohama.

For others, it is enjoyable here, but for those who are afraid of heights, their legs will be weak on the spot.

Fortunately, the chief's room was basically dark, otherwise seeing Tangun outside would inevitably make his heart feel uncomfortable and cause various stress reactions.

"It's so beautiful." Dazai looked at the sun that was about to set, "I've wanted to see it with Tangun for a long time."

Tangun turned his head to look.

The sun had turned from white to golden yellow, and above them sky blue, and beyond that rose, orange, and finally bright yellow.

The clouds are dyed a little pink, with a bit of romantic atmosphere.

"Meow..." is beautiful.

Tangun felt that he had seen this kind of scene countless times, but no matter how many times he saw this kind of beauty in nature, he would never get tired of it.

...not to mention, watching it with someone you like.

The cat's ears worked so well that Tangun could hear Dazai's heartbeat.

Tangun relaxed.

Before he had time to relax, a huge bang sounded, accompanied by several roars.

"Meow!" Tangun frowned again.

Dazai did not comfort Tangun, but put him down: "Tangun wait for me for a while."

"Meow." Tangun hooked his trousers.

Such a big commotion here must be aimed at Dazai.

He was worried.

"It's okay." Dazai reached out and took Tangun's paw away.

"Meow!" Tangun felt a strong palpitation, he hooked his other paw on Dazai's pants, and the whole cat lay on his shoes, it looked like Dazai was wearing a pair of fluffy clothes. White slippers.

Tangun was about to cry.

This premonition came out of nowhere, but Tangun dared not ignore it at all.

"Tangun, as I said, I will always be with you." Dazai rubbed Tangun's head and said in a gentle voice, "For a while, just bear it for a while."

Tangun did not let go.

"Trust me, okay?" Dazai squeezed Tangun's collar, looked at the words on it repeatedly, the smile in his eyes almost overflowed.

Tangun lowered his head and silently loosened his paws.

He wants to trust Dazai.

"Meow..." Come back quickly, I dare not go downstairs alone.

Tangun's cat face was full of sorrow.

"Okay." Dazai stood up, but he didn't move too far away from Tangun.

One person and one cat stood side by side on the edge of the roof, with a distance of only half a meter between them.

Not far away, Tangun could pounce on him with a little effort.

But Tangun still felt flustered and wanted to cling to Dazai.

He didn't pay attention to what Dazai was talking to those two people, but stared at Dazai firmly.

"Everything is over..." Dazai explained everything, heaved a sigh of relief, revealing the peace and comfort of a wanderer returning home, and fell back.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized that it was too late: "Mr. Dazai!"

Tangun's bad premonition came true, he jumped to the edge of the roof without even thinking about it, and kicked hard on the edge of the roof.

Because he had leverage before jumping, he smashed into Dazai's arms and grabbed his clothes.

After he grabbed Dazai's clothes, he suddenly remembered that he was now a cat, not a bird.

Even if it bites Dazai, there is no way to save him, but it will catch him.

"Tangun... did you really follow me and jumped down?" Dazai hugged Tangun.

His hair was blown by the wind.

"Meow!" You are so mad at me!

"Is this martyrdom?" Dazai still had the leisure to say such words during the frighteningly fast landing.

"Meow..." Even if you don't want to die for love, there is no other way.

I have jumped all the way, so I can only die for love, can't I?

"Don't be afraid...Tangun, we will be together forever." Dazai hugged Tangun into his arms forcefully, and put his palm on Tangun's head.

Dazai's heart was still beating.

Tangun's tears flowed out and fell on Dazai's hands.

He suddenly noticed the setting sun turning completely red.

The setting sun is like blood...

In the next second, he lost consciousness directly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also watched Dazai fall to the ground helplessly.

He was still in Yokohama before, but he was dispatched by Dazai to carry out a mission. The object of the mission was a very troublesome psychic supernatural being. Although Chuya Nakahara has a very high force value, he still needs to concentrate on dealing with such a person.

Dazai said to turn off the phone and he turned it off.

He has a high degree of execution of the orders given by Dazai, after all, this guy has no plans.

Maybe that psychic can control him through the phone.

Then he missed the important news that his wife was attacked.

By the time he received the news and rushed back frantically, it was too late.

There was blood all over the place.

Whether it is a human or a cat, one can tell at a glance that there is no way to survive.

Nakahara Chuya's mind exploded instantly.

Odasaku came out of the bar, treated the wound casually, and then found the bank corresponding to the anonymous bank card.

He inserted the card into the machine and counted it several times.

eight zeros.

As expected of the criminal port mafia whose blood is money, it is very fat.

He took back the bank card and was about to go back to the detective agency to ask Mr. Ranpo if there were any traps.

If not, of course he will accept it.

It costs money to raise children, and he himself is not sure whether he will pick up children in the future.

Don't eat the food that comes from you?

Odasaku didn't have that kind of backbone, and he didn't think it was any kind of backbone.

As long as there are no traps, it would be sheer folly to refuse the money.

You are absolutely welcome to grab the opponent's wool.

Although Odasaku felt that he was always asking for trouble, he would not be confused when the pros and cons were on the table.

He was confused for not killing Osamu Dazai.

Suddenly he heard screams.

As a member of the Armed Detective Agency, he sprinted past.

Because the location is the mansion of the Port Mafia.

He didn't approach it hastily, but walked up to the building not far away and looked from the window.

The people around have been driven away, and soon the building will be forcibly emptied.

The blood on the ground below the building was very clear, the bandages and red scarf on the dead man were very conspicuous, and the white cat beside him was also very familiar—he was still deeply impressed by the creature Oda who just bit him.

And the orange-haired young man standing beside him was very familiar to him, and he was looking at a blood-stained collar in his hand.

Odasaku frowned. Even though he was an opponent, he hadn't killed anyone for a long time, so his heart softened. Seeing that the person he met just now died now, he was still a little panicked.

The sky gradually dimmed.

The last rays of sunlight fell on the metal cat tag.

"Forget it, since you like this cat so much, then let's burn you together." Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered.

Bastard mackerel, did he really commit suicide in the end?

Sure enough, members of the Port Mafia soon came to clear the building of people.

The leader's suicide and death must be blocked quickly.

Odasaku quickly left before being detained and returned to the detective agency.

"Mr. Ranpo..."

Edogawa Ranpo was still eating snacks at the detective agency, the sun had almost completely set, and there was only a dim light and shadow on his body.Odasaku turned on the light, and Edogawa Ranpo's figure was completely exposed, complaining: "The detective agency is not Akutagawa's nanny..."

He raised his head and looked at Odasaku: "Ah, so much compensation for being bitten? Akiko is not here, so I have to wait for a while for treatment."

"Yes." Odasaku took out a bank card, "I'm very sorry about Akutagawa."

But being treated...

just forget it.

Even Odasaku would be afraid to hear that he was treated with Yosano Akiko.

"You don't need to give it to me, this is what he wanted to give you in the first place, there is no trap." Luanbu ate the candy.

He didn't want to explore the specific reasons behind it.

This has something to do with Osamu Dazai luring Akutagawa to the Port Mafia.

He smelled something ominous from it, so he didn't go into it.

"Mr. Ranpo, I want to ask..." Odasaku still felt a little uncomfortable.

"The story between you is over." Ranpo interrupted Oda Saku, "The resurrection of the dead has always been a myth."

And myths... are things that can't happen.

Yin tidied up his things and prepared to leave from the Port Mafia.

With a brother who's rampant in the port mafia, she's not going to end up any better.

It was supposed to die.

But the leader left a letter letting her go.

The chief was a man of gentle nature.

She was clear about it.

Every time the leader hugged the leader's wife, the warmth in his eyes made him feel out of place here.

At that moment, he will be a naive child, a gentle angel, but definitely not a leader.

If this idea is shared with others, they will probably laugh at her, right?

The leader is a lonely and gentle person. When her brother left her injured, the leader who was a cadre at the time held her hand, pulled her up, and gave her a chance to live.

Yinhui felt that the leader was oppressive, but he was never afraid of him.

When she was packing her things, she suddenly bumped into something.

is a camera.

She turns on the camera.

The last photo was taken by the leader.

She rolled forward.

The one in front was the white cat who was played with by the leader and put on various strange and enchanting poses.

The corners of Silver's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Then she flipped to a selfie of the leader and the white cat.

The leader's iris-colored eyes shone softly.With a sly smile on his face, his head was slightly lowered, and his chin rested on the head of the white cat in his arms.The white cat looked like he had no love in his life, with a little connivance in his helplessness.

Yin developed the photo and put it in the book.

"Boss, I'm not editing the photos of the boss's wife..." Yin's eyes were slightly smiling.

This is what she most wants to take away from **.

She took out her favorite book and decided to clip the photo inside.

When she opened the book, she found that there was already a photo inside.

It was the photo she had just developed.

She picked up the photo, then turned it over, and there were familiar fonts on it.

"Xiaoyin, this is a leaving gift for you - Dazai Osamu & Tan."

There is also a red cat's claw on the word Tan.

Yin seemed to be able to see the leader grabbing the leader's wife's paw, dipping the ink pad, and pressing it on the photo.

Finally, there is a small line below: "Only this photo! Don't secretly wash the photo of the leader's wife!"

Yin's tears suddenly fell down, she wiped her tears, but couldn't help laughing.She held two identical photos in her hand, the only difference was whether there was a message behind it.

She took out a tissue, wiped away her tears, and said with a smile in her tone, "Boss, you are gone, why are you still so jealous?"

Silver did not develop other photographs.

Instead, the camera's memory card was taken away directly.

"This way... it doesn't count as washing the photos, chief?" Yin stuffed the storage card into the pocket closest to his chest, then hugged his suitcase, looked at the room where he had worked for many years, and the room that still remained. A room with white cat fur and the scent of a leader.

"Actually, I also want to call you 'Mr. Dazai' like the guerrilla leader."

"Mr. Dazai and Mr. Tan, goodbye."

Holding her suitcase in her arms, she bowed to the table.

"May we all have wonderful travels."