Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

Fortunately, this frightening conversation (only Ango Sakaguchi) did not continue. Oda Sakunosuke descended on Lupin like an angel, and the moment he opened the door, Ango Sakaguchi's heart hung in his throat. landed.

Sakaguchi Ango pretended to look away calmly, and looked at the red-haired young man at the door: "Here we come, Odasaku."

"Ah." Oda Sakunosuke responded, and raised his hands to the two friends sitting in front of the bar, "Tsukise is here too, didn't you drink?"

"No." Yuejianli Hongying raised the glass and shook it, reflecting a soft warm light under the dim light, as if showing off to her parents that she is a top student who has done her homework well, "It's ice water."

Oda Sakunosuke poured cold water mercilessly: "You can't drink ice."

Yuejian Li Hongying was silent for a moment: "I have a headache, and it's not my menstrual period."

"But it's better not to drink." Oda Sakunosuke said, "Your symptoms have eased recently, and you should pay more attention to your body, otherwise every time it will be the same as before, and it will recover soon."

"You seem to be getting more and more verbose. Is it because you are raising a child?" Yuejian Li Hongying pouted, and he put the glass back on the table, a handful of flames burst out out of thin air, and the ice ball gradually shrunk visible to the naked eye. It turned into a puddle of warm water and blended into it, "Is this okay?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Well, that's it."

Yuejianli Hongying muttered: "Who would come to the bar to drink hot water..."

Ango Sakaguchi glanced at the glass in the hand of the dark blue-haired boy in surprise, admiring the other party's exquisite control.

As long as there is a slight deviation, the glass will burst directly due to the temperature of one cold and one hot. However, Tsukimi Ri Hongying controlled it very steadily. Under the premise that the glass barely touched the fire source, the ice ball melted slowly.

Not only is there a wide variety of supernatural abilities, but he can also master each of them proficiently. He deserves to be a dangerous person that even the Supernatural Secret Service Division dare not bring him back easily.

But such a dangerous person was told not to drink alcohol or ice water, and he obeyed obediently.

Ango Sakaguchi even suspected that if Sakunosuke Oda persuaded Tsukimi Rihongying to return to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he would obediently do so.

(Hongying Yuejian: You are dreaming.)

"You don't seem to be working overtime recently." Oda Sakunosuke sat at the farthest side, with a glass of distilled wine just brought by the bartender in his hand, "I went to the office to find you several times, but you have already left work."

"Because I'm a fighting faction." Tsukimi Rihongying said flatly, "Yokohama is very peaceful recently, even if there are some small frictions between other organizations, it has nothing to do with the port Mafia."

"I really envy you." Ango Sakaguchi smiled wryly, "An intelligence agent like me is always busy, even coming to Lupin is a sneak in time. I don't know how long it will be until the next time I come here."

Yuejianli Hongying said coldly: "Really? But the fighting faction dies quickly."

The corner of Sakaguchi Ango's mouth twitched: "Don't learn from Dazai."

"That's too much, Sakaguchi-san."

A brisk and hearty voice came in abruptly, and the black-haired boy with only black and white on his body walked down the steps slowly. Even though the area of ​​the bandage wrapped around his body was much larger than the exposed skin, he could still see his facial features. The appearance is quite delicate and beautiful.

Ango Sakaguchi held his forehead helplessly: "Why do you call that?"

"Don't you think Tsukimi-kun's name is very good?"

Dazai Osamu stepped forward and sat next to Oda Sakunosuke, and now he is the person sitting next to him.

He raised his eyes and looked at the three people sitting side by side, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and complained in a smiling tone: "What were you talking about just now? Did you secretly speak ill of me while I was away?"

"It was Yasukun Sakaguchi who said it, and I didn't say anything." Tsukimi Ri Hongying resolutely acted first, and did not forget to pull the witness, "Right, Odasaku?"

Oda Sakunosuke hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "Well, Tsukase did not mention you, it was Ango who mentioned it first. But, that counts..."

Is that considered secretly speaking ill?

Before the words were spoken, Osamu Dazai interrupted on purpose: "Wow! Is it like this? Damn, what a pair of sinister and cunning glasses! They still have round frames!"

Sakaguchi Ango's eyelids twitched: "What's wrong with the round frame!?"

Yuejianli Hongying complained: "Is the point the round frame?"

"Okay, okay, the round frame is also good." Osamu Dazai smiled and swayed his bandage-covered wrist, "It's so strange, Tsukimi-kun is here today—is he here alone?"

Yuejian Li Hongying raised her eyes and glanced at him, then nodded.

"Since Mr. Sen doesn't arrange for us to go on missions together, we rarely meet you. Our offices are separated by more than ten floors, and the off-duty time is different. The only thing that is right is the working time, but I am late almost every day. "

Dazai Osamu sighed, and the whole person entered the resentment mode, "I can only see that slug all day long, and my eyes will rot if I look at it again. Ah, it's too scary, is this the curse of the slug? Does aversion to slugs turn into curses?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "Is it okay to be late every day?"

Yuejian Li Hongying: "So it's okay to be late?"

The two of them focused on the same point, one worried and the other surprised. Such an astonishing synchronization rate made the corner of Sakaguchi Ango's mouth twitch: "You two have a tacit understanding, don't you?"

"It's Ango, you are too out of place. At this time, you should turn into a rant and say "Can't you not be late?" The three people focus on different aspects of the same topic to have a more comic effect, right? "Osamu Dazai nonsense seriously.

"However, can Dazai-kun's negative emotions form a curse spirit?" Tsukimi Rihongying stared curiously at a black-haired boy who was separated by Oda Sakunosuke, "Will it be nullified by "Disqualification in the World"? "

Osamu Dazai shrugged: "I don't know, maybe not."

"I think so, otherwise the port Mafia would be full of walking curse spirits." Tsukimi Ri Hongying said, "but the fear of Dazai-kun from the hostile forces may form curse spirits."

"Really? That's too interesting!" Osamu Dazai became interested in an instant. He stood up with his hands on the table, his eyes sparkling, "Will this curse spirit also like to commit suicide?"

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "I don't know, you can ask him."

But Osamu Dazai's interest only lasted for a short second, and then he faded away: "But even if he is removed, he will be formed again because of human fear? It's ridiculous, every death means a new life , Every new birth means death, ignoring his will, so repeated births, never ending, the so-called hell is nothing more than that?"

Tsukimi Rihongying was silent for a moment, he looked at Ango Sakaguchi on the left, and Sakunosuke Oda on the right, and then slowly said: "This philosophical topic is too heavy, who will take it up?"

Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of his wine and said calmly, "Once you open your mouth like this, you won't feel heavy."

"Yes, and why don't you try to pick it up? It seems that you don't want to talk to me."

Osamu Dazai sat down, lying on the bar counter, looking at the indifferent dark blue-haired boy with his head tilted, "I kind of want to... listen to your thoughts, Tsukimi-kun."

"I don't have any ideas, and I don't understand what you want me to talk about." Yue Jianli Hongying paused, "If you have to say something, the "never ending" you said doesn't exist. "

Osamu Dazai smiled: "That's right, as long as I die, this cycle can be ended. Human beings have a lot of forgetfulness."

Hongying Yuejian shook her head: "No, there is another choice."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows with interest: "What is it?"

Yuejianli Hongying said calmly: "Join the Red Cross and be a good person."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Well, that's a good idea."

"Odasaku, it's wrong to spoil a child." Osamu Dazai persuaded earnestly, "You have to let him understand the difference between reality and fantasy, and stop indulging in his own world. This is how IQ decreases."

Ango Sakaguchi felt like a Schrödinger's cat, in a state of wanting to agree and disagree, and finally could only choose a compromise statement: "Generally speaking, there is no need to list a separate option for impossible situations."

Hongying Yuejian didn't quite understand what they were making a fuss about.In his opinion, isn't it just a matter of changing the camp?

Even Xia Youjie can defect and be wanted, so it is not unbelievable for Dazai Osamu to be a good person.

What's more, the person who is qualified to be his external brain will not be unable to adapt to such trivial matters.

So, half-heartedly and half-intentionally, he said, "At least give Dazai-kun some confidence."

Ango Sakaguchi slowly put out a question mark: "What Dazai lacks is self-confidence?"

Oda Sakunosuke squeezed his chin, thoughtfully said: "But I think what Tsukigase said makes sense."

Osamu Dazai shook his head helplessly: "Even if Tsukimi-kun suggested that all the black lizards go to the street to pick up trash, you still think what he said makes sense."

Oda Sakunosuke asked suspiciously: "Is there anything wrong with this? It's very environmentally friendly."

"I also think it's good, let's organize the first environmental protection competition tomorrow." Yue Jianli Hongying said briskly, "Will the Supernatural Secret Service Division issue a supernatural opening permit as a commendation for picking up rubbish on the street at the port Mafia?" ?”

Ango Sakaguchi complained feebly: "No matter how you think about it, it's impossible."

"But it's really important to dispose of garbage well." Oda Sakunosuke remembered the job he just received today. "Recently, I was investigating a burglary murder case because of littering."

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the table, sat up abruptly, his iris-colored eyes that were not wrapped in bandages were filled with anticipation: "Is it finally time for my favorite Oda Saku to tell a story?"

"The man hadn't cleaned it up for a week, and there was an obvious smell in the house and the hallway. The neighbor reminded him many times, but it didn't work."

"After a serious confrontation, neighbors who couldn't stand it broke into his home and helped him take out the trash," Oda said.

"Uh..." The three fell silent.

Ango Sakaguchi raised a common question: "Isn't it a murder case?"

"Could it be the neighbor who was killed?" Osamu Dazai guessed, "Because he discovered the owner's secret?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "That's right, the real identity of the homeowner is a serial murderer. The smell is not the smell of garbage, but the smell of rotting corpses. When the neighbor helped the homeowner... take out the garbage, the disabled The nails on his limbs cut through the garbage bag, so he was killed and silenced."

Dazai Osamu was amazed: "Is this the end of being a good person?"

Yuejianli Hongying asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't this be called a burglary and murder case?"

"Are you two antisocial?" Sakaguchi Ango put a blank face, he pushed his glasses, he felt that he was getting used to it, and they would never catch the real point, "Did the murderer catch it?"

"No." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, "But the identity of the murderer has been determined. It is the murderer of the vicious serial murder case with different abilities a year ago——Fujita Daichi."

Ango Sakaguchi frowned. He was very impressed with this case. The investigation team in charge of the case at that time did not make any progress. It was not until Hongying Tsukimi took over that the murderer was arrested and brought to justice.

He glanced at the dark blue-haired boy next to him calmly, but he couldn't see any clues, and the other party still maintained that expression that would not change even if the sky fell.

"He escaped from prison?" Yuejian Li Hongying asked casually.

Oda Sakunosuke replied: "Well, just half a month ago."

In Yue Jianli, Hong Ying half closed her eyes, her eyes were dim and unclear: "If you can't catch it for half a month, it's really useless."

He picked up the glass and took a sip, and the normal temperature water slowly dripped down his throat, as if eager to appease the heart that was no longer calm.He put down the glass and made a crisp sound with the table, about half of the water surface.

He was almost certain of the identity of the other victim.

The law of Fujita Daichi's killing is according to the Roman sound of the name. His name, Fujita Sawamura, has seven syllables. He had killed six people that year, and he was short of the last one to complete his goal, but he was attacking the seventh person. He was arrested and brought to justice before he started.

Now that Fujita Daichi has successfully escaped from prison, he will definitely complete the last step and draw a "perfect" end to his goal, and this kind of murderer will often not change the original candidate.

Calculate the known time clues, all can be matched.

"Half a month is more than enough." Osamu Dazai said lazily that he had the same thoughts as Hongying Tsukimi, "The other victim was the seventh person who escaped that year, right? The first syllable is "RA". "

"I don't know, but the seventh syllable of her name is "RA". "Oda Sakunosuke pursed his lips, "I found a lady's satchel at Fujita's house, which should be the belongings of the victim before his death. There was a newly received marriage certificate in it. The woman's name was Akira Matsushima. "

"Akira Matsushima?" Ango Sakaguchi frowned, "This name sounds familiar."

"It's the lady at the front desk." A feather-like voice sounded beside her ear, Yue Jianli Hong Yingxu held the glass, her light gray eyes stared at the reflection on the water surface indifferently.

Akira Matsushima...

Matsushima Akira.

The seventh person who managed to escape under the hands of Fujita Daichi that year did not escape the fate of being killed again after a year.

Hongying in Yuejian couldn't help thinking, since she can't see people, why build a prison?