What if the lord is too popular

[Your cell phone is ringing, why don't you answer it? ]

[If Officer Tanizaki is willing to let go. ]

[If I let go, can you promise not to escape? ]

[I promise. ]

In the rain, Yoya Ubuyashiki and Junichiro Tanizaki confront each other.

They stared at each other, trying to decipher the calculated probability.

No one can tell the possibility of people's hearts wandering between 0 and 100 across their belly.

buzz buzz —

The phone vibrated five times.

Tanizaki let go of the shackles, Yoya raised his lips and smiled.

However, the smile was still condensed at the corner of his mouth, and the man suddenly flipped his wrist.

In the blink of an eye, Hei Dongdong's spear reached Yaozai's temple without leaving a single gap.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka beside him gasped:

"Senior, why do you still have a gun?"

They were demoted to grassroots operators and handed over their guns for inspection.

Tanizaki raised his eyebrows proudly:

"Thin snow."

He glanced at Yaozai, and said lightly:

"Hurry up, don't let people worry."

A touch of surprise slipped across Yaoya's purple eyes, which is not like Tanizaki's usual style.

It seemed as if he really wanted to put him to death by hook or by crook.

He picked up the phone, his voice slightly hoarse because of his guard:

"Hey?"

The young man on the other end of the receiver let out a long breath, relieved:

"You finally answered, teacher."

It's Osamu Dazai.

"I've heard that kid from Zhongye, where are you now?"

Yoya's eyes lingered on Tanizaki's face for a while, "I'm..."

Amidst the pattering rain, Dazai waited with bated breath.

Waiting for an excuse to run right up to him.

Then-

bang!

His heart instantly rose to his throat.

This voice was very familiar to Dazai, who was once a Mafia cadre.

Immediately afterwards, the pervasive green smoke, the muffled sound of falling to the ground, and the unattended mobile phone soaked in rainwater flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

People with too much imagination are prone to neurasthenia.

At the crossroads, there is a lot of traffic.

Osamu Dazai growled pale into the phone:

"teacher!"

On the opposite side, the green light flashed red, and he rushed over regardless, causing a panic of horns.

What was stranded in place was an upside-down black umbrella that was ominous.

Relying on the flower bag to trace the signal, Dazai finds Yoya Shiki, the obstetrician, who is dying in a dark alley.

The situation was better than he expected.

The man hugged his bloody right arm, and smiled at him as if nothing had happened:

"Dazai-kun, luckily I can teleport."

Speak in an inappropriate, showy tone.

Dazai was so angry that he laughed, how could someone be chased and killed like him, regardless of life and death, and laugh?

He lovingly stroked the other party's hair that was soaked in rain:

"Come with me."

"I can't go to the hospital." Obstetrician Yoya was worried.

"Well, I know." Osamu Dazai responded softly, "Go to my work place."

[Detective Agency. ]

Yaozai nodded, and passed out with peace of mind.

The strong light pierced through the blurred dreamland, and whispers filled Yaoza's ears:

"It turns out that there is a supernatural power with Ms. Xie Ye, so it must be operated first?"

A deep male voice with a thirst for knowledge mixed with indifference.

"Of course. It's just a bullet, so you don't need anesthesia?"

A cold female voice that goes its own way.

"...Um, then I'd better guard the door, right? In case someone sneaks up on me."

Careful, still youthful voice.

Yaozai opened his eyes, and many strange faces appeared in his hazy field of vision.

He walked around for a while, but didn't find Dazai among them.

"Everyone is..."

Everyone stopped talking, and the short-haired woman smiled kindly:

"Ah, you're awake. We're discussing whether to anesthetize you."

Before Yaozai could speak, the woman had already made a decision for him.

"If you don't, just bear with it. Anyway, I'll move very quickly, and I guarantee you will recover as before."

"..."

Really strong character.

Yaozai didn't hate it, but he could tell that he probably didn't have the right to ask for anesthesia.

Perhaps the detective agency has no such thing at all.

"I don't do surgery." He said firmly.

"what?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, and said in unison: "What did you say?"

"I don't need surgery."

Looking at the astonished faces of the people, he abruptly changed the subject: "Where's Dazai?"

at this time-

Ding jingling, the outside phone rang.

Luanbu ate snacks outside, turning a deaf ear to the commotion inside.

He himself has little interest in bloody scenes.

Especially this kind of bloody scene with no suspense and only visual impact.

Jingle Bell-

The detective answered the phone before he could wipe his hands:

"Hello, Detective Agency. Hello."

The other party was silent for a few seconds, breathing nervously:

"Mr. Ranpo, is Naomi there?"

Naomi?

He just came back from handling the case, so he really didn't pay attention.

He glanced around, but of course there was no one there.

His eyes fell on the vacant corner of the table next to the mountains of snacks.

"No, she didn't come to work."

On occasions where Naomi Tanizaki is, hot tea, cola and wave soda are always prepared for him in advance.

What a sweet girl.

Rubbing the biscuit crumbs on his fingertips in disorder, he suddenly realized:

No wonder he always feels dry mouth today, because he doesn't have the habit of taking the initiative to replenish water.

"...Then let me try to contact her again, thank you."

Ranpo nodded, it seemed that Naomi had quarreled with her dear brother again.

"Hope you guys get back together soon."

He sent his best wishes and was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait," Tanizaki Junichiro stopped, "Mr. Ranpo, have you read the news?"

"Sorry, I don't like to watch the news." He denied without thinking.

To be precise, no one in the agency except Kunikida would take the initiative to look at that thing.

"Today's newly confirmed wanted criminal seems to be an acquaintance of your Sha Dazai. If you see it, can you..."

An acquaintance of Dazai?

Luanbu "Pata" turned on the TV, and "Noon News" was broadcasting information about the wanted person:

[Yoya Ubuyashiki, male (25 years old) was detected to have an unstable gene that may mutate into a vampire in his body, and he resisted arrest and escaped in a confrontation with the police about an hour ago.If the public finds him, please contact the police as soon as possible under the premise of ensuring their own safety. ]

Luanbu pinched the microphone, looking thoughtfully at the closed door.

The commotion inside was still faintly audible.

"understood."

He hung up the phone, wiped his hands and walked over without a cousin.

click —

The moment he opened the door, he bumped into the anxious Nakajima Atsushi.

The young man frowned and endured the pain, looked up and saw him as if he had been saved:

"Mr. Ranpo, you came just in time. Please persuade Mr. Miyashiki, he refuses to have an operation."

"Where's Dazai?"

"Mr. Dazai has gone somewhere."

He blinked his ignorant eyes and added uncertainly:

"Will you find someone to die for love again?"

Luanbu raised his hand to stroke his hair, and smiled disapprovingly:

"No, since Mr. Ubuyashiki is already lying here."

The detective's voice was not too loud, and his firm tone attracted everyone's attention.

They turned their heads and chattered:

"Mr. Ranpo."

"Mr. Ranpo, you are back."

Through the gaps in the crowd, Ranpo Edogawa witnessed the obstetric Yoyashiki who was tied up all over with leather belts.

The treatment with Yosano-san was as rough as ever.

He walked forward slowly.

"Mr. Ubayashiki, although I understand that you want to scar yourself so that you can get close to someone. But with all due respect, gunshot wounds are too uncertain. If you want to..."

Unexpectedly, he grabbed Atsushi Nakajima's shirt back collar who was following him step by step.

"I can ask A-Dun to beat you up, so that you can be colorful on the outside without hurting the inside."

After Luanbu finished speaking, under everyone's confused gaze, people and animals tilted their heads harmlessly and smiled:

"What do you think of this proposal, Mr. Ubayashiki?"

Yaozai: "..."

After a while, everyone returned to the office area.

In the treatment room, only Yosano and Ubuyashiki, who are eager to sharpen their knives, are left.

Kunikida walked up to the detective with pure curiosity:

"Mr. Ranpo, what did you mean when you said 'want to get close to someone'?"

Ranbu laughed meaningfully:

"Mr. Ubayashiki should have teamed up with the police to investigate vampires."

but-

Does Dazai know about this?

Thinking of this, he solemnly patted Atsushi Nakajima's thin shoulder:

"Ah Dun, don't be indifferent to what you do later, or Dazai will come back to settle accounts with you."

"..."

Nakajima shuddered in fright. He heard from Kunikita the many methods used by the former Mafia cadres.

The boy cried and said, "Why do you have to do this kind of drudgery?"

The famous detective turned around and smiled innocently:

"Of course because you're a super rookie."

Then again, until now there has not been a single wail from Yoya Shiki.

This man is really—

[Don't judge by appearance].

Dazai and Hongye meet in a hurry, and learn that the woman is just spreading news, and no "buyer" has shown up yet.

He breathed a sigh of relief, rushed back to the detective agency and rushed into the treatment room immediately.

It was empty, even the lights were turned off.

"Where's Teacher Yaozai?"

He walked out puzzled and knocked on his partner's desk.

Kunikida pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and held up the crumbling document.

"there."

He pointed to the training room, hesitant to speak.

Just at this time, "Aww—"

The draft engulfed the howling of wild beasts, rushing towards us.

Is it—

An ominous premonition shook Dazai's heart, and he rushed to the training room without saying a word.

Behind him, Kunikida watched his slender figure go away, removed his calm disguise, and shouted to the famous detective who was pretending to be sleeping with lingering fear:

"Mr. Ranpo, thank you for persuading Arden to take on such a difficult job."

"It's easy to say, easy to talk," Luanbu yawned lazily: "In our society, only A-Dun can gain a chance of survival by virtue of his status as a newcomer."

Others must die.

After saying this, Luanbu shrank his neck, wrapped his cloak tightly around his body and fell asleep.

Dazai pushed open the door of the training room and witnessed the scene that broke his heart and gallbladder.

Miyayashiki Yoya was leaning against the wall panting, not far away the white tiger was leaping high, and it was about to open its bloody mouth and bite at it.

At the critical moment, the curly-haired youth rushed forward in twos and threes, and tapped the beast's forehead with his fingertips.

With a soft "Puchi", the white tiger changed back into a human form, and what Dazai saw was Atsushi Nakajima's terrified face.

Different from the first meeting, this time the boy is sober-minded.

He didn't follow the trend and fell into the arms of his senior. Instead, he backed up again and again as if seeing an evil spirit, until his back was against the gray wall and he could do nothing.

"what happened?"

Dazai changed from his previous cynicism, and his brief questioning was full of anger.

Atsushi Nakajima was young after all, he mumbled his lips under his gaze, and was speechless for a long time.

Seeing this, Yaozai secretly sighed, Dazai came back earlier than he expected, and just got a glimpse of what he shouldn't have seen.

He coughed twice, attracting firepower:

"Dazai, don't blame him, I forced him to help me."

"help?"

Dazai's face was hidden in the shadows, unrecognizable.

He hooked his lips into a smile, and really left the silent boy behind and slowly walked towards Yaozai.

"So, what does the teacher want to sacrifice himself to accomplish this time?"

Yaozai was stunned, in his memory, Dazai had never talked to him in such a weird way.

It was like the moment when the string of reason, which had been taut for a long time, broke at the sound.

The descendants of the Ubuyashiki family instinctively felt the danger, and had no choice but to pretend to be calm.

finally-

Dazai came within audible distance of his breath.

"A-Dun, I'll give you 2 minutes to get out, lock the door and don't let anyone in."

"..."

Yaozai's eyes met the boy's through the air.

Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a few seconds, then ran out impatiently.

pat—

The door is locked, and life is wiped out.

Yaoza swallowed nervously: "Dazai, you..."

"Does teacher know, when I was in Mafia before, there was no mouth that I couldn't pry open."

He crossed his hands, creaked his knuckles, smiled and coaxed a child:

"Okay, let me see Arden's masterpiece, shall we?"

[Takes off her clothes. ]

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-0922:58:04~2020-12-1523:27:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Come and hit me, 26 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!