In Yokohama's days as a writer

"My brother Eita Matsumoto will leave it to you all!"

After the client Baihui Matsumoto explained the matter to the two of them clearly, he decided to leave.

Osamu Dazai took the initiative to ask Ying to say that he was going to see the beauty off at the door, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Kunikida.

In the end, Kunikida Doppo sent Matsumoto Mihui out of the detective agency all the way.

Osamu Dazai, who was paralyzed on the sofa of the detective agency, rolled all over the floor: "Kunikida-kun is too much, to say goodbye to such a beautiful person alone, it is so romantic, it is just a match made in heaven!"

Osamu Dazai sat up suddenly, raised his head and looked at Kunikida Doppo.

"Speaking of which, that Ms. Matsumoto just now is very tall. Kunikida-kun is 1.9 meters tall. Although that Ms. Matsumoto is not as tall as Kunikida-kun, there is no sense of disobedience when standing together."

"I guess it's about the same height as me."

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips: "Is Kunikida-kun going to leave the order? Today I am a lemon essence."

Kunikida Doppo felt his head hurt again, and the veins on his head trembled.

"Stop making trouble, Dazai, get up quickly, we have to find someone." Kunikida Doppo stretched out his hand and pulled Dazai up from the ground.

"The current information is that uncle's address, let's look for it first." Kunikida Doppo thought about the photo, "I always feel like I've seen this face before..."

Dazai Zhi Shi Shiran patted his clothes, and said casually: "There is no need to look for it, the person that brother is looking for has already died."

"No, it should be said that I was killed by my brother a long time ago."

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't realize Dazai Osamu's meaning for a moment: "You mean, you were killed?"

Dazai Osamu walked to Edogawa Ranpo's place, picked up a newspaper from the desktop, today's headline was "Serial murderer has killed four people in a row, who is the next victim?".

He handed the newspaper to Kunikida, and Kunikida Doppo quickly took it and examined it carefully.

While he was reading, Osamu Dazai explained: "Carefully compare the dead people in the newspaper with the people in the photos."

After saying that, Kunikida Doppo picked up the photos and started to compare them. Although many years have passed, it is still possible to see that the dead people in the newspapers are the young and handsome young people in the photos.

"W-how could it be!" Kunikida Doppo couldn't believe it, and frowned with deep pain and disgust, "Ms. Matsumoto's brother is actually the criminal who killed innocent people like this."

Osamu Dazai just smiled and didn't refute.

innocent?It is not yet known who is more innocent.

Kunikida looked at it for a while, feeling a little irritable. He raised his head and suddenly remembered something.

"Mr. Ranpo, are you in charge of this case?" Kunikida thought it seemed to be the case.

Osamu Dazai nodded: "Yes, Dr. Yosano and Mr. Ranpo have already gone to the scene of the crime. The fourth murder happened yesterday, and Mr. Ranpo has already gone."

"So, this Eita Matsumoto is the murderer!" Kunikida Doppo thumped the table in hatred, "That's human life."

Dazai Osamu did not answer, but instead pulled out the photo from Kunikida Doppo's hand.

"This photo is the clue for us to catch him." Dazai Osamu looked cold, "Aside from Matsumoto's parents who died in the car accident, and the four dead partners, Matsumoto Yongta has one more person to kill."

"That's the man left."

Kunikida looked at Dubu, and nodded clearly: "Indeed, if Eita Matsumoto's target is the person in this photo, apart from their brothers and sisters, this person is the only person left without news."

"But..." Kunikida Doppo picked up the photo, "Who is the rest of the man, I always feel a little familiar."

Osamu Dazai took a photo from Kunikida's desk: "Kunikida, take a closer look at this person, this is a fortune tree."

"Fortune tree?" Kunikida Doppo seemed to have thought of something, "This is the one from the Miyagawa Group!"

Osamu Dazai nodded approvingly, "That's right, it's the chairman of the Miyagawa Group—Miyagawa Keiichi."

"So this is not a random killing at all, but a purposeful killing of the person in the photo."

With so many clues in front of him, Kunikida Doppo naturally reasoned out the order of the killings.

Coupled with the reasoning made by the departing Edogawa Ranpo, Kunikida has already made a decision.

"We deduced that Eita Matsumoto is the murderer of the serial murder case, that is, Ms. Matsumoto's brother." Kunikida Doppo said in a deep voice, "The only remaining target of the murderer is the chairman of Miyagawa Group, Keiichi Miyagawa."

"Mr. Ranpo said that the murderer was out for revenge, so what kind of enmity do these people have with the Matsumoto family?"

Osamu Dazai pulled a chair from the side, sat down, and continued to summarize Kunikida's words.

"The reason why this case is called the 'Yokohama Serial Murder Case' is because the first three victims were all discovered in Yokohama." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and looked very lazy.

"Yokohama has organizations like the Port Mafia, and fighting is inevitable, but that was a few years ago."

Although Osamu Dazai hates Mori Ogai, the former 'guardian', he will not deny his achievements.

Since Mori Ogai killed the former leader and took the position, the Hong Kong gang has indeed restrained a lot, at least it will not harm the masses. Of course, accidental injuries are still inevitable.

"This kind of targeted death case with obvious characteristics is naturally a serial homicide case."

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone to capture some pictures from the report of this case.

"What really attracted public attention happened to be the occurrence of this fourth case." Osamu Dazai swiped his fingers nimbly, "Ah, we found it."

"The deceased, born in Kawasaki, male, 48 years old." Dazai Osamu read the information of the deceased to Kunikida Doppo.

"The fourth case occurred in Tokyo, and it is also an important cause of the development from a regional case to a national case."

Osamu Dazai turned off the phone: "It seems that this brother Matsumoto really intends to fight all the way to the end."

"In that case, let's sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit." Kunikida Doppo made the final decision.

Although it is a bit far from Matsumoto Baihui's commission, Kunikida's moral standards will not allow him to let go of those who trample on the law, so this Matsumoto Yongta must be caught.

"Okay." What Dazai Osamu can do, of course, is to sacrifice his life to accompany Junzi, "I'll go say hello to Mr. Ranpo, and see if there is any information on this Eita Matsumoto at the Metropolitan Police Department."

Kunikida had no objection: "Okay, after getting the information, we will go to Tokyo to visit Keiichi Miyagawa."

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In the afternoon, Kunikida drove Dazai Osamu to Tokyo.

The detective agency's car doesn't have any fancy appearance, it's just an ordinary car, Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu don't care.

Even though the car is unobtrusive, someone will still be staring at it.

There is a girl sitting in the taxi behind, she is sitting in the driver's seat of the taxi, obviously, she is the driver of this taxi.

Sunlight bounced off the mirror and pierced the driver's face.

Momoe Matsumoto.

At this time, she had already changed out of her innocent school clothes, and she was wearing simple clothes on her body. She looked at the two people who were drifting away in front of her with deep eyes, and did not drive to chase after them.

She unhurriedly took out a pack of cigarettes from the storage box beside her, lightly lit the pack with her bony fingers, and popped out a cigarette.

She lowered her head slowly, picked up the cigarette, and moved slowly, with an indescribable charm.

Then she touched her pocket, took out a cheap lighter from her pocket, and lit the cigarette in her mouth.

She took two puffs, puffed and exhaled the smoke, her face was dark and obscure, only the water droplets on the side of her face were sliding down her cheeks.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Soon, I will be able to avenge you.

Momoe Matsumoto clenched her fists.

Dazai Osamu was wearing earphones, and listened carefully to the voice on the other side of the bug, but heard nothing.

Bug detected?

Changed clothes?

The vigilance is quite strong, this Matsumoto Momoe always feels that something is wrong.

Where is it?

Dazai was lost in thought.

"Hey, Dazai, Dazai?" Kunikida drove the car, saw that Dazai did not reply, half helpless and half angry.

"Osamu Dazai, are you listening?"

"Ah?" Dazai Osamu hurriedly took off the earphones, his eyes innocent, "Did Kunikida-kun call me just now?"

"...So you didn't listen to what I said just now, bastard suicide maniac!!"

"Hahahahaha what happened~" Osamu Dazai pointed to the earphones solemnly, "It's really because this song is so good."

He raised the earphones and approached Kunikida Doppo as if asking him to listen too, even though there was no sound inside, Osamu Dazai was not guilty.

Kunikida Doppo had no intention of listening to the song, and dodged Dazai Osamu's attack slightly.

"Shut up, I'm driving."

"I can drive too!"

"I don't want to go to heaven that early."

"Uuuuuuu Kunikida-kun is too much~"

"What I said is clearly the truth!" Kunikida complained loudly, "Who scrapped a car for the first time on a mission!"

Osamu Dazai naturally refused to admit it, and continued to quibble: "That is a freestyle driving method, which symbolizes peace and freedom. I am a free-flying eagle!"

"Fly freely towards the cliff?" Kunikida continued to complain, "I will never let you touch the steering wheel again, never!!"

The two chatted along the way, and it was quite pleasant, to be precise, it was Dazai Osamu and Happy, Kunikida Doppo didn't throw him out of the window, it was already his temper.

The system raised his forehead silently, not sure if it was a curse, Dazai Osamu's partner was always the one who was angry, no matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't stand this little workman.

Before there was Hong Kong black Central Plains Chuya, and later there was Butei Kunikida Doppo.

Miserable, so miserable.

The system was eating melon seeds, thinking gloatingly.