Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

The sun poured down from the outside, illuminating the dim office. The scalpel was inserted straight on the desk, the blade reflected the dazzling light, and cracks spread around the desk.

"Boss, Tsukase-sama..." The subordinate standing aside looked at Mori Ogai who was bandaging the wound, and paused, "What should I do with Tsukasemi? Is he betraying the organization?"

"Well, but it can't be dealt with." Mori Ogai sighed helplessly, "Don't worry about him, he won't come back."

He stared at the glass window that had been kicked open, large and small glass shards were scattered all over the place, similar scenes reminded him of the first time he met the dark blue-haired boy.

Kicking the window to break in, kicking the window to leave, is it a beginning and an end?

He thought distressedly that he had to re-elect a leader of the militant faction.

This time it was a real loss.

……

Hongying in Yuejian understood.

As members of the port Mafia, as members of the guerrillas directly under the leader, their allegiance is always to the organization and the leader, not him, so they will raise their guns against him and pull the trigger when necessary.

Including Mori Ogai, if the Mimic incident is regarded as a number game linked to the number of human lives, of course he did nothing wrong. As the leader, he handed in the most perfect answer sheet.

He understands everything, but he can't accept it.

He remembered the words that Liudao Mukuo often talked about.

I have to admit that what Liu Daoku said is right, if you want to leave, you should do it as soon as possible, otherwise you will only sink deeper and deeper.

Because this is the Mafia.

Yuejian Li Hongying kicked the broken glass window and jumped down from the tall building. The cold wind hit her face, like whips whipped on her face one after another. It obviously didn't leave any marks, but the pain was unbearable.

He ran towards Mimic headquarters, calling Oda Sakunosuke non-stop at the same time.

—— Make a call, hear the prompt tone, hang up the phone, and continue to make a call.

He is like a machine that can only execute boring orders, repeating this process, but no one answers.

The speed of Hongying in Yuejian is extremely fast, as if she wants to leave everything in the world behind.

He walked through a lush forest path and broke into a gorgeous medieval style house. The corpses of countless victims along the way paved a road that pointed to his death.

At the same time, the calls that I had dialed countless times were finally connected.

Hong Ying's eyes lit up in Tsukimi Ri, and she hurriedly said, "Oda Zuo? Are you okay? I'm on my way here, I'll be there soon, you..."

"See you, Moon."

Osamu Dazai's trembling voice broke up the joy that had just arisen, and his voice, which was as weak as a feather but weighed heavily, slammed hard at Tsukimi Ri Hongying. He stopped as if he was speechless. Words stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

A bad idea appeared in his mind, making him instinctively want to hang up the phone.

But he abruptly stopped this cowardly evasive behavior, and forced himself to finish listening to what could be called a bad news call.

"You're late." Osamu Dazai said softly, as if suppressing great pain.

"Uh..." Yuejian Li Hongying moved her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

The voice in my ear seemed to come from far away, with a buzzing noise, like an electric drill pushing towards me, as if trying to mess up my body and soul.

In a daze, it seemed that some strange emotions came to my heart, but they were quickly suppressed by the clear cries that seemed to be able to cleanse the soul, and they were all sealed under the ice layer. They clamored and hit the thick ice. layer, seems to break through everything.

He is like a pedestrian standing on the ice, staring at the fish swimming under his feet indifferently.

If the ice breaks, the undercurrent of emotions will come to light again, but as a price, he will fall to the bottom of the icy lake.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying ran into the dance hall, and saw Oda Sakunosuke who fell on the ground. The cigarette that fell on the ground just went out, and the last wisp of gray smoke dissipated in the strong smell of blood, like a lost soul.

He slowed down.

Osamu Dazai knelt beside him, motionless, as if his soul had also drifted away along with the wisp of smoke.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying walked to Dazai Osamu's side, and slowly squatted down.

Oda Sakunosuke's face was bloodless, the bullet pierced his chest, and his hands were covered with blood, but at the last moment of his life, there was a satisfied smile on his face.

Tsukimiri Hongying silently stared at Oda Sakunosuke's expression, he felt that he was very strange now, obviously his brain was very calm, but he seemed to have lost the ability to think.

Why can you laugh?

Is it because a wish came true?

But the only person who can answer this answer has left.

"See you, Moon."

Dazai-kun broke the death-like silence, he looked up, the bandages covering his eyes were loosened, revealing a pair of sad kite eyes: "Sorry, I didn't stop him."

In Yuejian, Hongying turned her head as if she had just woken up from a dream, and her gray eyes were fixed on the pale black-haired boy.

This was an expression he had never seen on Osamu Dazai's face before. It seemed to be calm, and it seemed that he would cry in the next second, which inexplicably made him feel a little familiar.

It wasn't until he saw the face reflected in the other person's eyes that he suddenly realized——

It turned out that such an expression had appeared on his face several times.

It is the "sadness" hidden under the ice, ignored again and again.

I don't know what kind of mood trend, Tsukimiri Hong Ying spread her arms out of nowhere, and hugged Osamu Dazai.

The other party froze, his eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't push him away.

The moment he met Osamu Dazai, "Disqualification in the World" came into effect, and the nightingale on the roof of the bungalow instantly turned into specks of starlight and dissipated, and the melodious and melodious bird song that only he could hear was pressed the pause button.

It was also at that moment that the ice broke and he fell to the bottom of the cold lake.

Suffocating emotions poured over him, not only the pain at this moment, but also everything that he had covered up, new and old mixed together, accompanied by uncontrollable headaches, they were like seaweed It was like wrapping around him so tightly that he couldn't struggle to get out of the water to breathe.

He should stop this masochistic behavior and let go of Dazai quickly, but he didn't.

He felt as if he was more awake.

"Dazai-kun, it's not your fault." Tsukimi Ri Hongying endured the double torment of pain and pain, and said in a calm tone as much as possible, "You can't stop him."

Osamu Dazai smiled weakly: "You are obviously very sad, but you still want to comfort me?"

"I'm used to it, so it's okay." Tsukimi Ri Hongying lowered his eyes, he couldn't see the other person's expression from this angle, but he could see Oda Sakunosuke lying on the ground, "But you are very worrying."

Just like others worried about him before.

"It's not good to get used to this kind of thing, Tsukimi-kun." Dazai Osamu sighed. He was probably a little tired, so he simply put his chin on Tsukimi Rihongei's shoulder, "Oda Saku pointed me to a road."

"What is it?"

"If both sides are the same, go to the side that saves people and be a good person." Dazai Osamu slowly closed his eyes, and the last words left by Oda Sakunosuke echoed in his ears, "I want to believe him."

"Is that so? He said such things." Tsukimi Ri Hongying raised a hand and put it on Dazai Osamu's head, "Then do it, if it is Dazai-kun, there will be absolutely no problem."

This time it was no longer a fluffy "I wish you success", but he really believed so.

"Your trust is really terrible." Dazai Osamu chuckled, "It's absolutely okay for a person like me to be a good person. As expected of Odasaku's friend——he also has something for you."

"Advise me to be a good person too?"

"No, he seems to think that if it is Tsukimi-kun, there will be no problem, and he is very relieved of you." Dazai Osamu said, "I know, you are the same person everywhere, but you are the same as me."

"This is the heavy trust." Yuejian Li Hongying twitched the corners of her mouth, but couldn't laugh, "So, what did he say?"

Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, and hugged the other person back, as if he wanted to convey that emotion to him instead of Sakunosuke Oda through this action.

"I won't be able to report to you in the future."

"Uh……"

"take care of yourself."

"Uh……"

"Thank you, Tsukize."

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai felt the cloth on his back being tightly clenched, obviously the one who hugged him actively, but now he shrinks back into his arms, as if to stop seeing Sakuyuki Oda dead body.

He lowered his head, only to see a dark blue top of his head, "It's already at this time, why don't you say thank you..." Yuejian Li Hongying felt her voice trembling, "Leave three meaningless words for me. Both my and his work reports are better than this... It's too much, you idiot Odasaku."

It's too much, can't you wait for him?

Even if he can't leave anything behind and no one can save him, at least let him tell his real name before leaving.

At least, the last sentence should be——

Thank you, Moon Ri.

……

Osamu Dazai takes Tsukimi Ri Hongying to the place where the children were killed.

The reality once again coincides with Yuejianli Hongying's guess. The explosion he encountered on the pedestrian bridge was the same explosion that the kidnapped children encountered on the bus.

But then he turned and walked away, unknowingly letting the lives of the children pass behind his back, not taking a second look, but going to a meeting that, in retrospect, disgusted him.

But even if he didn't turn around, so what?

In the past, he would not affect the choice of Oda Sakunosuke, at best he was abandoned in person.

Even if he knocks Oda Sakunosuke unconscious, it won't help.

Because the children are dead.

After bidding farewell to Osamu Dazai, Tsukimi Ri Hongying went to the western restaurant alone.

He found a thick envelope on the table of the bar, which should have been specially left by Oda Sakunosuke, which contained unused living expenses.

He just knew that the restaurant owner really lied to him. He clearly swore firmly every time that he would never tell Odasaku, but in the end he kept his mouth shut like a jar.

Yue Jianli Hongying walked up the stairs and went to the room where the children used to live. He stood there for a while without doing anything, then went downstairs and left, and then walked out of the business that will never be opened again. Dining room.

He felt as if he was ten years ago again.

No, it's not even as good as ten years ago, when Sister Lixu and her mother were still there.

Now he has nothing.

Hongying raised her head in Yuejianli, the last sliver of the setting sun was about to be gradually swallowed up by the twilight, the blue-gray and golden-orange mixed together, it was full of desolation at a glance.

A bold plan took shape in his mind.

Everything is so coincidental. After a little thought, you can find that the ideas that were only rudimentary before can be strung together with a series of ideas that have emerged from just now, and some of them can just coincide.

Do you want to do it?

go a head.

It doesn't matter whether it's saving people or the righteous way, as long as it's the wish of those important people, as long as he is no longer a bystander, it's fine, it doesn't matter.

So, just do it.

Do what you believe is right.

Yuejian Li Hongying turned on the phone, found a number that she thought she would never contact in this life, and dialed it after it was removed from the blacklist.

He put the phone next to his ear, and the three peach blossom drop glue pendants that symbolized "Invincible in the World" hung in front of his wrist and collided with each other.

——Now that he has made a decision, take the form of revenge as the beginning of the plan.

"Hello, Mr. Taneda... Well, it's me... You are worrying too much, I have no plan to come back, I just want to ask a question."

Yue Jianli Hongying quietly looked at the direction of the setting sun, this scene was reflected in the light gray eyes, like twilight:

"Can the opening license for supernatural abilities be revoked?"