Special investigation report from Yokohama

"Not here?" Facing the shaking of the villagers' heads, Hong Yao was taken aback.

She and Yin came back from the Government of Time and went to visit her grandma who was on sick leave on a whim. Who knew that the people in the village said that grandma had never come back.

The village is at the foot of the mountain, and it takes less than an hour to go to the mountain road with the shrine, and the roof of the village can be seen from the shrine.With such a small way, you can find out immediately if anything happens, so why is such a big person gone?Grandma has no relatives and no reason and can't even speak, Hong Yao has a bad intuition, so she pulls Yin and walks back without saying a word: "Go back to the shrine first!"

The two walked and checked all the way, and there was indeed no trace of anyone passing by in the woods on both sides of the road.But this doesn't mean anything, the turn of summer and autumn is the rainy season, and any clues have been washed away at this moment.

Sensing his master's approach, Jinjian greeted the torii gate, and found the two men looked solemn, and hurriedly asked: "My lord, Yin, what's the matter?"

"Maybe something happened to Grandma." Hong Yao pondered for a moment, then decided, "Jin Jian, go and open Grandma's room."

Although the house is in the village, the grandma in the shrine also has her own room--even if she can support an old man up and down the mountain every day, Hongyao's conscience will not be able to bear it.Imai went to look for the key that Koyaku left in the house. Dazai Osamu came out of his room unsteadily when he heard the sound: "What are you doing, Ms. Koyaku?"

Such an easy-to-use brain is useless. Hong Yao told him the whole story and asked, "Where do you think grandma might go?"

Osamu Dazai innocently said "Hmm", "In the town?"

"small town?"

"She can't go very far as an old man, most likely she went to the town on a whim." Osamu Dazai spread his hands innocently, "Miss care is messed up, maybe grandma just came and left immediately How many days will you be back from the trip?"

Red medicine: ...

It sounds reasonable at the beginning, but the more you say it later, the more outrageous it is.And talking about traveling as soon as you go, let's not talk about grandma's age, she must at least know how to buy a ticket if she wants to travel?Grandma is illiterate, can't speak, read or write, how can she travel?

Jinjian has already opened the door, and Hong Yao didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he waved his hand: "Forget it, you—"

"Or go to the back of the shrine?" Osamu Dazai changed the subject.

Hong Yao paused as she walked into the room: "Behind?" There is a forest behind, and there are trees, what's there to see?

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, but raised his chin, signaling Hong Yao to look at Grandma's room.The room is neat and tidy, although there are traces of people living there, but with Hong Yao's eyesight, one can see what is missing at a glance.

Valuable, small but necessary, odds and ends of clothing... What kind of "sick leave" is this, simply leaving without saying goodbye.

"Jinjian, thank you behind closed doors; Xiaoyin and Dazai-kun, you two stay in the shrine, I'll go to the back mountain to have a look."

If she didn't say goodbye, she would find a way to prevent her from finding out that grandma can't go far, and the normal way down the mountain is full of people all the way. She can't hide it from anyone, so she can only think of detour from the back mountain.But Hongyao didn't drive her away. Is there any reason why she would not hesitate to use this method to leave the village where she has lived in and the shrine where she has worked all her life?

Perhaps due to the inertia formed by dealing with extraordinary events, Hong Yao's first reaction was that she was threatened.No matter who was threatening her, blindly hiding would not make the other party let go. Leaving the familiar environment without anyone knowing, on the contrary, gave the other party an opportunity.

Osamu Dazai obviously thought about it too, maybe even further than her: "I'll go too."

Hong Yao glanced at him and did not stop him.

The road behind the mountain is not easy to walk.There were not many people coming here at first. There were rumors of ghosts before, and the villagers did not go this way for chopping firewood and hunting;Fortunately, Hong Yao is used to traveling through history, and it is not uncommon for him to walk the more difficult road. Although Osamu Dazai usually behaves delicate and difficult, he can keep up with her speed at this time.

In the forest environment, plus a few autumn rains, it is actually quite difficult to find people.But grandma doesn't know anything about anti-reconnaissance, Hong Yao and Osamu Dazai are also very familiar with this job, and each has a way of finding people.The spiritual power is centered on Hongyao, spreading rapidly in the natural environment, looking for traces of human beings, and soon, Hongyao turned around with an ugly expression: "This way."

Osamu Dazai probably guessed something, followed silently.The two of them hadn't walked for long before they could smell a faint rancid stench ahead.After two more steps, the source of the rancidity was also revealed in front of them.

Although the temperature in the mountains is not too high, and it is not yet late autumn, coupled with the bites of wild animals, there are not many places where the original appearance can be seen, but the familiar color of the clothes is enough to identify the identity.Maybe it's because she's familiar with death, maybe she has a good estimate of the scene in front of her, maybe she doesn't have that deep relationship with her grandma... At this moment, Hong Yao's mood is not as angry as she thought, she just feels Shanfeng The warmth of the cold water soaked into my heart, and the ignorance of the impermanence of life and death that had not yet risen was dispelled by this bit of coolness, leaving only a few sorrows and a little polite remembrance.

Dazai stopped behind her.The gray hair was scattered in the mud, and the corpse was surrounded by scavengers, and the shape could not be seen clearly. It was black with a little reddish flesh.

Osamu Dazai is familiar with this color, just as he is familiar with corpses.He only glanced at it, then gave up the motionless body, turned his eyes to the dead leaves swirling quietly, and then to the girl in front of him.He could see that her back was straight, and even the muscles of her whole body showed a kind of stiffness that would never appear on her body, and even the corners of the clothes that were always fluttering slightly drooped heavily.He saw her quiet, tight lips, and her fingers pressed tightly on the carved handle of the knife.

A dead leaf fell to the ground.

Osamu Dazai watched Hong Yao striding over, and also followed up.He had thought that he would never be touched by death again, and that such a long-known ending would not allow him to take what little emotion he had left.

And he did.It's just that when he took a step, he felt vaguely that something was detached from him—no, perhaps it should be said that he was detached from something.One Osamu Dazai stopped at the moment when he saw Grandma’s body, standing on the spot and watching him follow Hongyao’s footsteps indifferently, while the other one detached from this small mountain road and looked down on him from an exceptionally high and vast place Checking the corpse, watching him deduce the time of death of grandma with cold eyes, and then put on a funny and melancholy expression, and said a nondescript "sorry" to the girl.

However, what Osamu Dazai met was Hong Yaoli's calm eyes.Those eyes were not as sharp and piercing as they were every time she took him away from the suicide scene. This time, the clear black was full of another deeper and heavier emotion, and that emotion also fell heavily Looking at him, the floating half of his soul seemed to have fallen into the bottomless deep sea, and then slowly, slowly floated up, embedded in the body, and felt the weight of the limbs and bones again.

"I'm fine," she said softly, "it's you, Dazai-kun. You look bad."

"It's okay with me." He smiled vainly, proving, "I'm just worried about Miss. After all, Miss and Grandma have such a good relationship. If you didn't save Grandma, you must be blaming yourself."

……What is he saying?Dazai thought in a daze.It just sucks.He should comfort Hong Yao, he should use his best flowery words to relax her, and then...

Then what?Dazai was slightly taken aback.What is he asking for from Red Medicine?

Rao is Osamu Dazai, and when facing his own emotions, he often cannot see the shape clearly.Before he could find the thread that caused all this from the mess, Hong Yao had already stepped forward and drove away the flies surrounding Grandma's body.

"Mr. Dazai thinks highly of me, I'm not someone who can save people." She said, taking a step back, the aftermath of sorrow was completely gone in her voice, "I still understand the truth that tangible things will eventually pass away. .”

"That's right." Osamu Dazai said softly, "So that's the way it is."

As if surprised by the resonance in his words, Hong Yao looked up.Meeting her eyes, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt the desire to tell her everything.

"I had a friend," he said eventually, "and he died."

Hong Yao was taken aback.Partly because of his frankness, partly because of this deja vu tone.

It turned out that she had such a fragile expression when she mentioned Jiang Xue to Oda Sakunosuke.No wonder Oda Sakunosuke said "you can't ignore it".Hong Yao raised her hand, trying to cover that overly sad eye.But in the end she just kept a polite distance and pressed him on the shoulder: "Is it your very important friend?"

"Yeah." His voice was still light, and the wind shattered it, "He is my only friend."

Neither of them spoke. After a while, Osamu Dazai took the initiative to step forward, knelt down and searched Grandma's body: "He died the day he left the shrine. The cause of death was... a knife wound."

He pointed to the wound on the corpse whose shape could not be seen clearly, and drew a rough shape: "Front, a knife pierced through the chest."

Hongyao is not good at examining wounds, so she decided to listen to Osamu Dazai's words after just one glance: "It's the sword technique of a samurai sword." With this length and depth, it can only be cut out by the Taidao type, and ordinary knives are not easy to handle. of.

"Miss, do you have any idea?"

Hong Yao exhaled slowly and shook his head honestly.There is no such thing as a gymnasium in the town, and there is no one with a sword except her.

And: "I don't think Grandma has anything to be hunted down."

Looking at the eye club, not to mention her and Osamu Dazai, even Gin Akutagawa is more likely to be hunted down than the grandmother whose history is transparent and has never been out of the town in her life.Hong Yao stood up silently, walked around a few times, and found the scattered packages without any surprise.Judging from the traces on the package, it should be scattered naturally, and there is no trace of being searched.

Then the other party's goal is not some terrible thing that grandma might have mastered, but her... Maybe she knows something?But under what circumstances would she give up seeking help from herself?Hong Yao was pondering, and suddenly found an unusual gadget in the package.

She squatted down, pushed aside the moldy bed sheet, and squeezed out a small square of black plastic shell from it.

"Miss Hongyao?" Osamu Dazai followed.

Hong Yao took what she found to Osamu Dazai: "You know this thing better than me, right?"

Osamu Dazai looked at the bug in his hand and fell silent for a while.

"Who do you think it was?" she asked.

Osamu Dazai paused, and kicked back the question: "Me? Miss Hongyao, who do you think would use this method to monitor grandma?"

Hong Yao's expression was subtle: "Shall I remind you, Dazai-kun? Isn't this kind of thing Mafia's most commonly used method?"

You have the nerve to ask me?Seriously, you are the most suspected suspect in the whole town.

Before Osamu Dazai said anything, Hongyao changed his attitude and became serious: "It can't be put in the shrine, let's forget about dead things. If there is an outsider coming in, I will definitely sense it."

Is that the last time Grandma came home?But that would make the range too large.Hong Yao carefully counted the suspects in his heart, not to mention the villagers, as far as the security conditions in the village were concerned, individuals could go in and plant bugs.

Osamu Dazai glanced at Hong Yao delicately.

"That's right." He agreed softly.

The author has something to say:

Red Medicine: Let me rule out Osamu Dazai first.

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