As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Of course, the vines this time will not be as exaggerated as they were in Yokohama before, but just slightly lift up the tiles on the ground.

In Meursault, only a small part of the road at the entrance is tiled, so I had to get Tuo to hit this part.

Only here can you come from the top of the vines with abilities on the next floor-of course, since Tuo is always a strange person who can remember all the wear marks on the back of a deck of playing cards at one time, all the tiles here are Uniformly jacked up by 0.1 cm, so it looks normal intuitively.

And under these tiles are the jacked-up John Steinbeck's supernatural powers, and the other end of the supernatural powers is linked to Yumeno Hisaku who was brought here.

As long as you step on it lightly, this linkage mechanism will be triggered.

This linkage mechanism is an indiscriminate linkage mechanism, and everyone will be recruited when they step on it, because Yumeno Hisaku himself does not have the ability to control his own supernatural powers.

But I am not afraid of "disqualification in the world", and I will not be recruited.And the inability to directly touch the "crazy grapes" through the tiles will not directly invalidate the supernatural power itself.

Foolproof.

I looked sideways at Mr. Tuo's neck and face covered with black handprints.This is the sign of the activation of Yumeno Hisaku's ability.

It's a pity that there is no way for me to see what Mr. Tuo is seeing mentally at this moment. I am really super curious about what kind of scene he will see.

"Brain Hell" is because it can arouse fear in people's hearts, so that the caster can start an indiscriminate attack mode.

I really want to know what Mr. Tuo is afraid of and what he is afraid of.Don't tell me what "fearless" is, there are no people without fear in this world.Some fears are just unrealized.

As strong as Dazai-sama, he also has his own nightmare.

It's just that Mr. Tuo has been standing in the same place like this, and I have retreated to the distance. He still doesn't seem to start going crazy according to the ability form of "brain hell".

Obviously it is a confirmed ability to activate...

Wait, I see.

The so-called "indiscriminate attack" also needs to pay attention to the basic law. Not everyone's "attack methods" are violent and intuitive.

Unlike ordinary people who attack indiscriminately, Tuo is always dispatched with real brain power.So his attack is carried out through various means of brain construction, maybe he has started to calculate others indiscriminately now, but I can't see it.

It's really brainstorming, it's so interesting.

"However, such an 'indiscriminate attack' is ineffective." I smiled at Mr. Tuo who was unconscious.In this case, it can't even be called a threat.

It's just a pity that I can't see him going crazy.

I looked at the monitor above my head, thinking I could use this to record Mr. Tuo's embarrassment, and laugh at him later.

Then, instead of embarrassing him, something embarrassing me happened—and a terrible one at that.

Mr. Tuo suddenly said a word, "It can't be said to be invalid."

……what?

Did he answer my words!

How could you still hear me after being in the "brain hell"!You can see that after the Nakajima-kun in the past got this superpower, he couldn't hear other people's voices at all, and lived in a spiritual nightmare created by himself.

There is something wrong with you, are you hanging up, see through?

Turn it off, it's boring, hey!

I can imagine my own expression, it must be like overturning the seasoning plate and color palette, there are all kinds of flavors and colors.

I twitched the corners of my eyes and observed with my mouth closed.

But at this time, Mr. Tuo seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, without any reaction, as if everything I saw just now was just an illusion.

I didn't believe it, so I asked tentatively, "Can you hear my voice...?"

"Of course I can't hear it." Mr. Tuo followed suit.

...Mr. Tuo, you also said that you don't know martial arts.Bah, you still say you can't hear it?

really?

I do not believe.

"There is nothing unbelievable, this supernatural reaction should be a weapon of the port mafia, the "brain hell" of Yumeno Hisaku, right. "

... Now I suspect not only that you are using perspective hanging, but also that you are using mind reading hanging.

I can't bear to reply to what you said before.But I didn't say anything just now, and you can't see my messy expression, how do you know what I'm thinking?

"'Indiscriminate attack'——you have "disqualification in the world", so you haven't experienced the state of people like us after being attacked by "brain hell". "

It's a little bit close, who will "we" with you?

"This kind of indiscriminate mental calculation, doubt everything, even I can't believe it, this feeling is really wonderful." Mr. Tuo's pale face unexpectedly showed a strange light red, and his out-of-focus eyes were full of Joyful, "I want to thank you."

Doubt everything?

I thought about it and put myself in it.Is it an enhanced version of my current state, the kind that is full of doubts about my own state?

No, Mr. Tuo's symptoms are as if he has become a pleasure criminal.

He has evolved from a little neurotic to a complete neuropathy.

"For me, the world I live in now is a world full of crimes, which I loathe and fear." Mr. Tuo couldn't judge my position, but his confident appearance made me walk right in front of him Wanting to confirm his situation, "So, for me. There is no difference between the inside and outside of the "Brain Hell". "

Is there really such a god?

This is no longer a level that can be explained by "more wisdom than demons". This kind of mental strength and willpower have reached a terrifying level.

For Mr. Tuo, the so-called fear and disgust seem to be the same word, so in his opinion, the world of supernatural powers is no different from the real world.

On the contrary, did the willpower and thinking ability of "indiscriminate attack" add a buff to him?

He is not able to hear me speak or hear what I think, but he can infer my mental state and what I want to say through his understanding of me and my thinking mode.

"I didn't expect that the people created by Mr. Dazai would be so beyond my expectations. Since I was able to lay a trap in Meursault in advance, I'm afraid everything I did and said before was within your expectations, right?" Mr. Tuo said Very good, "Even Dazai-kun didn't participate in the plan, and I was indeed inferior in the last game."

Let you admit this, I also want to send myself a beautiful job.

However, I seem to be a little bit off.

"If it weren't for this 'indiscriminate attack' on everything in me, everything in the world, I wouldn't be able to really detect it, at least right now."

"Even if you can't detect it, you will still take precautions." I looked at Mr. Tuo, but I didn't regret making the move so quickly.

Because I have no certainty that I can deceive Mr. Tuo for a long time, and I have already broken his wings-the members of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, and the members of the House of Death are mostly under my control.

So the safest way at this time is to let Mr. Tuo lose control of the outside world and lose his command as a "brain".

Dazai-sama has already tried it on Meursault for him, he has personally assessed the solidity of Meursault, and will soon submit a very complete report of imprisonment.

Even if it may not be possible to lock Mr. Tuo forever, at least until this matter is over, he has no room to play.

As long as that page of the "book" can be taken, the overall situation will be settled!

Out of an abundance of caution, I don't dare to touch that page of the "book" directly, but it's clear that other people can't step on this tile.

Now it's up to him.

I looked up, and suddenly the elevator arrival light came on at the end of the passage on the left.

Friends, it is Dazai-sama who is working hard in Meursault Prison and walking towards us!

This time, he has not been locked up for two days!

It's as if I subconsciously think that Dazai-sama should be imprisoned for several years.

Oh, by the way, I also asked Liyuan to prepare a few surprises for Dazai-sama in advance, including fireworks and streamers for his release from prison.

Counting the time, it should be about to start - right above our heads.

The congratulatory speech I thought - "Warmly celebrate the release of Mr. Dazai after serving his sentence"!

When I was distracted, there was a sudden gust of cool wind blowing behind me. Before I could react, Mr. Tuo, a fighting ethnic bear hug, threw himself on me.

With the effect of "disqualification in the world", the black handprints on his face immediately faded away.

"I knew that after I said these words, you must come to observe me from the front." Mr. Tuo murmured and pressed his words to my ear, and the warm air penetrated into my ear, Makes my back feel numb.

It's such a time, and somehow I still can't concentrate on responding to the stress, and even paused, feeling inexplicably excited.Just at this moment, Mr. Tuo was about to poke me with the "paper airplane" in his hand.

"Bam—"

There was a sudden sound above the head, and colorful streamers fell from the sky, falling scatteredly, and at the same time, a banner read "Warmly celebrate the release of Zaizi Rabbit after serving his sentence"——

"Little rabbit slaughter"?

...Did I write this title in the hotel before?

Is it so disrespectful?

Dazai-sama seemed to froze for a moment.Immediately afterwards, another colorful, cloth, and rectangular picture was also tied with balloons and fell little by little.

At this moment, even Mr. Tuo was stunned, and the movements of his hands were frozen because of the shift of his sight.

What is this painting?

? !

Yes, it's the half-naked Osamu Dazai!

With a sexy and seductive expression, seductive and moving movements, a disheveled shirt, a loose bow tie hanging around the neck, and even half of the fat lower body exposed!

I had a giao!

This, this has broken through the bottom line!

Dazai...you're a der—this name is really too shameful, hey!

That restless feeling I had was back, from the soles of my feet to the back of my head.

All the familiar, reasonable, colorful and social memories flooded up.

What woke me up?

Is the essence of my LSP!

Whoever thought of this trick, I'm calling the experts.