But what did Dazai do wrong?

Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky.

After several years of separation, Riri Yamabuki still couldn't memorize his full name.

You can't blame her, you Russians have really outrageous names, how much space do you have to leave in the name column on the test paper to fill it?Have you thought about the pain of children's literacy?

"Are you coming to revisit the old place too?" Riri Yamabuki jumped off the precarious building, she was familiar with the place as if she knew herself, and took the initiative to lead the way when Gogol expressed that he wanted to find a more pleasant place to chat.

"NONONO, there is no audience here, not a clown's stage." The white-haired clown said with a smile, he deliberately stepped on a human thigh bone, the weathered bone was crushed into gray powder at his toes, and mixed with the dust on the ground.

"That's why he came to me on purpose." Riri Yamabuki turned his head to look at him, "Who gave you the news? A kind Russian with the same name as yours?"

Gogol was strangely silent for a second, and counted the length of Fyodor and his name in his heart—they were really the same length.

So it is reasonable that Yamabuki Riri didn't remember any of them.

Reasonable ghost!This is naked perfunctory!You see, after Osamu Dazai changed his name to Dazai Rabbit Slakiewski, can she remember it!

Seeing sex and forgetting friends, severely condemned.

Gogol has lived in the laboratory for many years, but he is not familiar with it.He looked around with great interest, and some items that reminded him of his childhood appeared in his field of vision, causing the clown to smile exaggeratedly, and the corners of his lips split into a strange arc.

Riri Yamabuki took Gogol and stopped in a dilapidated garden behind the laboratory building: "Just here."

The ditang flowers in the garden have long withered to the point of disrepair. After losing the careful care of humans, only dead branches and leaves are left to breathe in the cold border.In the center of the garden is a circular fountain with an angel statue. The angel's wings fell to the bottom of the pool, and the body was mottled with gold paint.

Gogol raised his cloak, and the dust beside the fountain was swept away by an invisible wind. He sat down lightly and patted the place beside him.

"The flowers in the garden are all withered." As he said this, he had a happy smile on his face, "Did Tanghua, Shanbukihua, be planted specially for you?"

"Yamabuki is not a flower that can survive in winter." Yamabuki Riri broke off a dead branch and held it in his hand, and said calmly, "It means that my fate with this place is over."

"So ruthless." Gogol said with a smile, "A Tuo told me that he was almost killed by you, but he was really let go after reporting my name. I can't believe it Well, I thought you bought him a beautiful coffin for my sake."

Riri Yamabuki asked strangely: "In your impression, I am a very stingy person? Besides the coffin, I will also arrange for him the cemetery and the funeral team."

"Eh—really? Would you ask someone to cry at Aduo's funeral?" Gogol asked with great interest.

"Ordinary people's funerals seem to have this item." Ritsu Yamabuki thought about it, and nodded affirmatively, "I will invite a good crying spirit to cry from the beginning to the end. His friends may not be able to support a funeral. I will Consider inviting the enemies of the devil to come over to make up the numbers, so that it will be very pompous and dignified when presenting flowers."

"A Tuo died in Yokohama, strangers who took money to do business wept for him, his enemies held white roses and threw them into the grave, and those who carved his tombstone couldn't even write his name in full - the inspiration for the absurd drama! I know what the next clown trick is going to do!"

Gogol reached into his cloak and took out a small notebook with a circus theme.Holding a pencil, he was very excited to write close-ups, and from time to time let out a joyful laugh, full of eyes that his clown career is about to usher in a new breakthrough!He will definitely perform good magic tricks that surprise the five evils of heaven and man!

Thank you Atuo, his source of inspiration!

Fyodor: You're welcome, Nikolai is really a good friend of mine :)

Gogol’s little book of magic inspirations is full. He obviously loves his clown career very much. He is always looking for inspiration and performance opportunities. His dedication is enough to apply for a high-paying job in any circus.

Good curly, clowns are so curly these days, why don't you work hard? (pointing.jpg)

"The employment environment outside the laboratory is quite severe." Riri Yamabuki, No. 1 in the Hakata killer circle, admired Gogol's self-cultivation, "Which circus have you worked in all these years?"

"Huh? It's the Circus of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man~" Gogol kept on tipping his pen, showing a big smile, "In the future, there will be a free performance in Yokohama. Will the cute bird go to see it?"

The free ones are usually the most expensive, and Riri Yamabuki didn't answer immediately, she was worried about uploading.The well-meaning Russians I met in Maoca earlier really have the potential to be human traffickers. They are not just ordinary human traffickers, they are empty-handed, white-wolf-type human traffickers, and they will be deceived to clean up their wealth if they are not careful.

Riri Yamabuki asked cautiously: "Your good friend Majin-kun, is he a magic stick?"

"Yes." Gogol replied without hesitation, "It was A Tuo who said that the bird would fly back to the cage soon, so I came here to wait for you."

The case has been solved. The last time I met in Maoca was a human trafficker who possessed the skills of a magic stick. He could fool and predict, an absolute social disaster.

She missed the chance to catch him into the trap by doing good deeds every day!

Not only that, but it also made my boyfriend jealous.The bad-tempered cat is hard to coax, its tail flicks like a small whip, its soft fur blows up, its chin is not scratched or its belly is touched, and the words "Don't beat me" are written all over its body.

"Where is Majin-kun living now? Give me the coordinates." Yamabuki Riri said kindly, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to fulfill my promise to buy him a beautiful coffin, and I am willing to spend money for him."

The highest achievement of a man in interpersonal relationship is to have a woman willing to spend money for him, Fyodor took a firm step towards the pinnacle of life.

"If A Tuo dared to come to see you in person, he wouldn't ask me to run errands~" Gogol smiled, "I haven't asked you yet, the leader of Mimic is doing well, how did he go to work for the port Mafia? The experience of going down to earth Life?"

The relationship between Riri Yamabuki and Gogol is rather delicate, and they are strange friends who share a secret memory together.They're not close or in tune, they just trust each other.

Just as Gogol would veiledly tell Fyodor that his name is the gold medal for avoiding death, he would also promise to Riri Yamabuki that no matter whether she is an enemy or a friend of Fyodor, Majin will not take her with him. Make a fuss about Mimic's relationship.

Wicked people occasionally talk about friendship and trust, and they will not do things absolutely.

"You will be the third person to listen to my Yokohama love story." Riri Yamabuki's character determines that she will not be impatient even if she tells the same thing over and over again, and the audience's reaction is completely different.

Different from old Pence's blessing and young Riri's curiosity, Gogol was "hahaha" when he heard Osamu Dazai invite Yamabuki to die in love, and Gogol was sanctioned when he heard Osamu Dazai provoking Yamabuki to die In "hahaha", Gogol was still "hahaha" when he heard the discussion post on the port Mafia internal forum relayed by Yamabuki Riri.

Riri Yamabuki wonders if Gogol inhaled the laughing gas of some clown in Gotham, and he looks like he's about to laugh it off!

"Little Bird, you are the real king of comedy." Gogol, who collapsed into a ball of liquid on the ground with laughter, struggled to prop himself up. He rubbed his sore laugh muscles, and even worried that he would face paralysis tomorrow morning.

After Gogol decided to go back, he immediately forced Fyodor to use his superb hacking technology to invade the internal forum of the port Mafia, and he wanted to feel the happiness with the people who eat melons!

"How many days of vacation did the leader of the port Mafia give you?" Gogol laughed enough, and finally remembered the business Fyodor had entrusted to him.

"That depends on when they will quell the civil strife." Riri Yamabuki sat by the fountain and stretched his waist, "After all, it is the former school, and the centipede is dead but not stiff. Even if the evidence is sufficient, we must let the subordinates completely Clean up the traitors if you are convinced... No matter what, you have to work overtime all night for ten days."

It's too miserable. Her boyfriend who has no human rights is really too miserable. Hurry up and get through this job and find another job with a "brilliant" resume.

"The civil strife in Mafia port, their impact on the situation in Europe will be reduced a lot, and Andre can breathe a sigh of relief." Riri Yamabuki herself is happy to see the civil strife come to fruition. She loves her boyfriend who works overtime, but cares more about her own organization The business of nearly a hundred people—food and drink for nearly a hundred people, hindering people from making money is struck by lightning.

"The port Mafia will open up the market sooner or later to grab Mimic's cake. The better you develop during this period, the more Mori Ogai will regard you as a thorn in the side. Coincidentally, they are not only blocking your way alone."

Gogol pinched and opened his five fingers, and a bright red rose bloomed in his palm.

He smiled and handed the rose to Yamabuki Riri: "A Tuo asked me to ask you, do you want to cooperate with the mouse of the dead house?"

"Our goals are the same." Fyodor raised his index finger between his lips.

The sun shines through the stained glass windows, turning the scorching day into a soft purple light, and the music of the cello echoes under the dome of the church, adding a bit of holiness for no reason.

Yamabuki Riri once again deepened his impression of Fyodor: he is a magic stick.

"Taking the church as a safe house...is he claiming to be a god?" Riri Yamabuki sat on the prayer chair and looked up at the pure white angel statue.

"Do you believe in the existence of heaven or hell?" Fyodor put down the bow, and the vibrating hum of the strings seemed to have not dissipated.

"I don't believe it." Yamabuki Riri said lightly, "Even you can live well in the world, how can people believe that there is hell?"

"But you are so brave, aren't you afraid that I'm here to find fault?"

When Gogol brought the message of cooperation, Riri Yamabuki didn't say whether he would agree or not, but only said that he didn't like the communication method through the messenger bird, so Gogol generously brought her to Fyodor's safe house.

Fyodor was silent for a while.Logically speaking, Riri Yamabuki, who obviously went to the meeting alone, should be more careful about whether this invitation is a trap. In the end, he put the "victim" hat on his head backhandedly, and stood arrogantly in the dock.

"We have a common enemy." Fyodor put his fingertips together and said softly, "The port of Mafia is more to be feared."

"Mr. Dazai has caused you a lot of trouble." The thin Russian youth smiled, "The contributor of nearly half of the benefits of the port Mafia, what a brilliant achievement, how many of them were snatched from Mimic?"

"Gravity control of the gemstone business will make Zhongya even more troublesome in the future, right? This is the most profitable business you care about the most, and the powerful enemy is eyeing you and trying to swallow you up."

"It is true that a large part of your staying with Dazai-kun is due to personal reasons, but as far as I know, Ms. Lili is a responsible leader. You love your subordinates very much. In other words, you are responsible for the 'grey ghost who is wholeheartedly seeking death'." meaning of life."

"And as the best killer in the industry, you obviously don't care about the life and death of Mafia, a port other than Dazai-kun. In fact, I'm not sure what Dazai-kun's death means to you. Is it sadness, pain, despair, or... Dissatisfaction with having everything taken away by outsiders?"

Riri Yamabuki raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Fyodor calmly changed the subject: "But it doesn't matter. What does the loss of the port Mafia have to do with Dazai-kun? It's just a job. I don't think he will empathize with Mori Ogai."

Migrant workers don't care about the pain of black-hearted capitalists, and never sympathize with the boss, they will become unlucky.

"We can only cooperate in a limited way."

Fyodor is the best orator, his eloquence can make the crocodile shed sincere tears and the devil sell his soul.He is persuasive, polite and considerate, and every word and every word reveals his kindness for your sake, like the closest friend.

Riri Yamabuki tapped his knees with his fingers, pointed to the core and asked, "What do you want?"

"A piece of information," he said, "a piece of information about all the people with supernatural powers in the port Mafia."

"In exchange, you also get what you need. Like...the arsenal at Port Mafia."

A deal that is beneficial and harmless to Riri Yamabuki no matter from that point of view.

She felt that she and Fyodor were like two shearers standing outside the sheepfold with long scissors, staring intently at the black sheep Mori Ogai with thick and thick hair behind the railing, discussing in a low voice how to remove the wool from the sheep. After the hair is plucked clean, how to divide the spoils after plucking.

Fyodor was truly a man of good fortune.Generally speaking, Riri Yamabuki is a lone wolf, loves to work alone, and hates group work. Asking her to cooperate with others is no less than forcing carnivores to eat bitter melon feasts, which is inhumane and tragic.

However, the right time, place and people are all on Fyodor's side, and Riri Yamabuki is in a period of time when he is extremely unhappy with Mori Ogai.

She had every reason to be unhappy: Mori Owai lured the snake out of the hole and caught the insider's handle, and reaped all the benefits. At this time, she was happily working overtime at the headquarters-not alone, but her boyfriend was with her.

On the other hand, on her own side, she solved a lot of troubles for Mori Ogai for free, which is equivalent to being prostituted for nothing.In the process of being prostituted for nothing, not only did the anesthetic gas evoke extremely unpleasant memories, but she also almost lost her love physically—losing her lover on a physical level.

I couldn't laugh at all, I just wanted to pick up the tail of the black fox behind the scenes and beat it up, shaved all the hair off my body to make a soft scarf.

"The information on all the supernatural beings is not very easy." After a long time, Riri Yamabuki said slowly, "I know an intelligence officer who is a friend of Dazai."

Ango Sakaguchi's ability is quite useful, but if he wants to collect all the information of people with abilities, he is afraid that he will steal the garbage from the trash can of his colleagues like the paparazzi, and then read the remaining memories from the garbage, in the hope of being The little trash happened to record the scene where the colleague used the ability - if the trash was not recorded, he would have to continue to steal until he emptied the trash can.

It's pretty miserable when you think about it carefully. It's just like an intelligence officer turned into a paparazzi.Although the work of the two is indeed similar, it is sad no matter how you think about it.

"Social animals don't embarrass social animals." Riri Yamabuki's conscience ached, "I heard that Sakaguchi-kun once set a record of full attendance without leaving work for a month, so that he sacrificed the rest time he didn't have to go to the home of his colleagues after working so hard. Stealing rubbish... Even for me, I think it's too unconscionable."

"However, I will consider sending a box of Bawang shampoo to Sakaguchi-kun to maintain his precarious hairline." Riri Yamabuki's conscience only ached for a second, and she quickly remembered that she didn't actually have a conscience, "He should be able to take to the information you want."

"...The person I'm planning to use is not Ango Sakaguchi." Fyodor was silent for a long time. For the first time, he knew that his conscience had not reached the lowest limit. Compared with Riri Yamabuki, he was so kind and considerate , so noble!

The hell is empty, the devil is in the world, the ancients did not deceive him.

"In any case, the efficiency of digging through garbage is too low, but it's a good idea, and I will learn from it next time."

Fyodor wrote down the new knowledge he learned. Excellent villains never repeat the same mistakes and keep pace with the times. He has always been committed to becoming an excellent devil, and he never misses any opportunity to learn from his predecessors.

"Among the five cadres at the port Mafia, there is a guy named A whose painting style is incompatible with the others. He has the information I need." Fyodor said, "You should have seen him."

Although Riri Yamabuki has a good memory, she is very reluctant to remember things that she thinks are unnecessary, such as the full names of Gori and Fyodor, which are too tongue-twisters.

In the same way, her memory of cadre A is also very thin, and she only vaguely remembers that he has ugly bangs, poor popularity, scumbag martial arts, and a useless person.

"I always thought that his ability to become a cadre was the product of the unspoken rules of the back door." Riri Yamabuki thought thoughtfully, "A can be seen by you, could it be that I was wrong? He is actually a sweeping monk in the port of Mafia. Have you read Long Aotian's script to bully the young and poor?"

Fyodor: "No, an iron waste."

"Tsk." Yamabuki Riri disappointedly deleted the big movie of the three-year fighting king and five-year fighting emperor in his mind, and became more firm in his point of view, "So, there must be something between A and Mori Ogai, he Mori Ogai's eldest nephew? An illegitimate son? A grandson?"

"I now believe that you really have a problem with Mori Ogai..." Fyodor refused to admit that he had followed Yamabuki Riri's thinking and chose one of the three choices for a long time and was almost led into the ditch—by the way, He is more in favor of the "big nephew" option.

In order to get the topic back on track, Fyodor took the initiative to share information: "Money can turn ghosts around. A is in charge of the casino business at the port of Mafia, and got himself a cadre by spending money."

This...isn't this the debut position of an idol show?Whoever is willing to spend money for their own promotion, they can debut as a Superstar, stand on the C position and reach the top of the stage.

Very realistic and bling.

"I can also spend money for Dazai." Yamabuki Riri opened the door to a new world, "Isn't it just a position of a cadre, since the price is clearly marked, who can't afford it?"

Thinking of other people's iron waste relying on spending money to get a cadre position, and her boyfriend working overtime in the office bitterly, Riri Yamabuki suddenly felt that his girlfriend was negligent.

She is obviously a rich woman, but she doesn't realize the real needs of her little boyfriend, which makes her well-known boy friend in the boy friend world so embarrassing!

Mori Ogai is even more eccentric!He kept saying that Osamu Dazai was his big brother, but secretly let the money-losing illegitimate son A take the lead, and his heart went to the gutter!

"You said that A has information on all the supernatural beings in Port Mafia in his hand, and he used his identity as an illegitimate child to get it from Mori Ogai? You have to be a filial son." This is the consequence of not pampering the eldest son, Yamabuki Riri had no sympathy for Mori Ogai at all.

Fyodor: "...If you want to understand it that way, that's fine."

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Riri Yamabuki and Fyodor roughly finalized the content of the cooperation. She went to A to grab information for Majin, and Majin cooperated with Mimic's actions and robbed at least one arsenal in the port Mafia.

"I'll contact you with the specific action plan when I get back to Yokohama." Fyodor finished talking about the business, and felt that his energy was draining rapidly, just like participating in the company's team building social fear, draining his vitality every minute and every second.

I have never been so tired before, thinking how cool he was to play with people's hearts and mock human nature in the past when talking and laughing, and now he finally got his retribution.

Fyodor and Osamu Dazai have come and gone for many rounds, with losses, wins and draws. He admits that they are equal opponents, but he does not feel that he is inferior to Osamu Dazai.

Until today, Fyodor felt a deep admiration for Osamu Dazai for the first time, like a torrential river, he was convinced.

He chatted with Riri Yamabuki for only two hours, and he has already thought for the 222nd time, do I really need that document, the 444th time, do I really need this life, and the 888th time, why he hasn’t collapsed and is still listening to her Sue Mori Ogai for not pampering his elder son and spoiling his illegitimate son.

He has now been brainwashed to believe in such nonsense rumors as "A is Mori Ogai's illegitimate son", and he is even thinking about temporarily changing the plan to use Mori Ogai's private life to threaten him with a probability of success.

Mental pollution is so terrifying.

"The Dazai-kun who was able to associate with you is really a strong person." Fyodor sighed sincerely, "I am not at all surprised by your friendship with Gogol."

Looking at the world, he is the only normal person.Could it be that this is the test that the heaven will send a great mission to the people?He realized.

"Happy cooperation." Fyodor smiled.

He smiled strangely, and it couldn't be said to be exactly the same as the loving smile of the Madonna, at least it was copy-pasted. Combined with Fyodor's own magic stick aura and the buff bonus of the church, Riri Yamabuki suspected that the faint sound of the saint The song is that he manually added the BGM to himself.

It's all about pomp, my boy.

"Happy cooperation." She nodded, "See you in Yokohama."