Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"It turned out that I paid..." Weisu took back his drinking friend's black card from the cashier. Although his reason told him that the black card hadn't become thinner, he always felt that the black card was thinner.

"Grateful." "Compare hearts." Two people passed by him, one on the left and the other on the right, thanking him without distraction.

Weisu grabbed the corners of the two men's clothes and questioned his soul: "If I don't come, what are you going to do?"

Osamu Dazai: "IOUs, of course in other people's names."

Liu Ke: "Run away."

Weisu "..." for a while, and gripped the corners of their clothes even harder: "You won't pay?"

"Water washed away the wallet." Osamu Dazai pulled out his pocket to show his innocence.

"Dazai, you can't do it," Ruk said with shocking calmness, "Like me, I never carry a wallet, so that the wallet will not be washed away by the water."

Osamu Dazai & Weisu: Wow, this guy is here for whoring.

For the first time, Osamu Dazai felt that his sense of morality had the upper hand. Compared with Rick, he would still pay the IOU honestly anyway.

kp: No, it's not honest to write an IOU in someone else's name.

"Wait, in this way, whether I sign or not, you are going to eat the overlord's meal!" Atsushi Nakajima, a boy who dared not eat the overlord's meal to death from starvation, is now being severely impacted on his three views.

"Yes." Liu Ke nodded with a clear face.

"What is it?" Atsushi Nakajima grabbed Ruke's shoulder in a breakdown, shaking back and forth, "Doesn't it look like I'm an idiot who was arrested by the police and signed the contract of prostitution in order not to eat the overlord's meal!!! "

Ruke raised a palm: "The world is impermanent, form is emptiness."

"Please don't use Buddhist verses to fool you!"

Liu Ke: "After the goods are cleared, they will not be returned or exchanged."

"You didn't give me money at all! And don't treat people like goods!"

Liu Ke: "Ah, there just happens to be a clothing store over there, let's go and change your image, you won't be able to attract customers if you keep being a homeless man."

"...Why did you change the subject, and what kind of guests do you want me to entertain?"

"..."

"You should say something. If you don't say anything, it will make people very disturbed!"

Osamu Dazai looked at Atsushi Nakajima thoughtfully.

Weisu: "What's wrong? Is there anything weird about that boy?"

"Well, it's weird, weird to the extreme," Dazai Osamu said in a serious tone, and in the next second his true colors were revealed, "I didn't expect Atsushi to be such a character who can make complaints! The sharp complaints scared me!"

Weisu: "...Is that so." You shouldn't have asked.

Ruk in the front is still fooling Atsushi Nakajima, "I have signed the contract of sale, and I will give you food, a house, and new clothes. I am already a conscientious enterprise. Hurry up and be grateful to me!" Dazai Osamu pointed at them: " Mr. Weisu, why don't you persuade him?"

Vesu: "?"

Liu Ke took Atsushi Nakajima into a Chinese clothing store, and saw that the name and decoration of the store in cursive characters was an expensive store.

"Damn! If you don't let me join the dress-up game, I won't even think about paying for it!"

"What, it's not your money, why are you so righteous, it's rude."

"I'm being rude to those of you who want to play a dress-up game on me without authorization, hey!"

Osamu Dazai fell two or three steps behind them, watching the three joking and joking from behind.

——You look very happy, Don.

——It feels the same with or without Dazai Osamu, as long as you meet a reliable guy Atsushi, you can live a good life, so why not leave like this...

Osamu Dazai paused, and then quickly ran in the opposite direction of Ruoke and the others.

"Oh, oh, this dress is very suitable for Atsushi!" Osamu Dazai took a beautiful black and white cheongsam from the hanger and gestured to Atsushi Nakajima, "The size is just right, try it~Aunt~ ~~"

--How can it be!In the team that persecutes Atsushi, he Dazai Osamu must have a name!

The shadow of Osamu Dazai enveloped Atsushi Nakajima, and in his eyes Osamu Dazai holding a cheongsam was almost equal to the devil.

"The clothes are great, Dazai-kun!"

"Brother Dun, try, try! Take a closer look, this blue one is also pretty good!"

There are also two demon kings.

Atsushi Nakajima is full of despair: Is there not a single normal person among these three...

Unfortunately, the only one present who could empathize with him was the waitress next to him.

Waiter: This child is so pitiful, meeting such unreliable parents.

Poor boy, you don't have the right to choose clothes before you become an adult. It's even more pitiful when you think that Japan is an adult at 20.

"Thank you for coming, and welcome to come again next time."

White long-sleeved shirt, black slim vest, loose wide-leg trousers suitable for sports.

The Chinese-style clothes, but the awkward British style, this is the last compromise between Osamu Dazai and Rick.

Atsushi Nakajima heaved a sigh of relief, just now he thought he was going to be treated as a pervert wearing a cheongsam, but it turned out surprisingly well.

"Tsk, wasn't that blue trousers very good just now?" Rick yelled at Dazai Osamu dissatisfiedly, "Why do you have to wear black ones? Young people should dress fancy."

Osamu Dazai put his pockets in his pocket and walked bouncingly: "Fate, fate, it was fate that made Atsushi wear black pants~"

"It has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything~~"

Although Osamu Dazai said so, Atsushi Nakajima still thanked him from the bottom of his heart for not having to wear those big strangely blue underpants.

Port Mafia main building, go.

"Central Plains cadres! Please stop! No one is allowed to enter without the leader's permission!" For the first time, there were guards who dared to stop Zhongye in the Central Plains in a place that had always been unimpeded by cadres.

The guard raised his submachine gun, and there were machine guns aimed at him at the edge of his vision.

Central Plains Central did not embarrass the guards either: "Then please report to the leader, Central Plains Central also has something important to report."

"I'm very sorry, the villain doesn't have permission to go in either!" The guard bowed down to apologize, implying that he was not allowed to go in.

"Really, forget it..."

The orange-haired cadre nodded and turned around as if nothing had happened.

The five guards all heaved a sigh of relief. After all, they are the highest combat power of the port mafia. Asking them to raise their weapons against him would be extremely stressful. Of course it would be best not to confront him...

"Thinking that I would say that would be too contemptuous of me, Nakahara Chuya!"

In a shorter time than the blink of an eye, Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked their weapons away, and the submachine guns and machine guns died together.

While it is impossible to injure him with or without a weapon, damage to Mafia property will occur.

The red supernatural power silenced the corridor for an instant, and the five guards were stunned by the violent impact.

"What are you doing, I was hit by that bastard Dazai again!"

Thinking that Chief Mori might be really in a bad situation now, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but curse: "Unlucky guy!"

He brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes and walked to the door where the chief's office was located. The imposing dark door was closed tightly, not even a single bit of light could come out - this kind of door usually wouldn't be locked.

"Knock knock knock".

The black glove tapped the door politely three times.

"Boss, I am Chuya of the Central Plains."

No answer, no response, not even a sound.

"excuse me."

Zhong Yuan also turned the door handle and pushed the door open.

A large piece of soft cloth products flooded Zhongya, who was caught off guard.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"Oh, Chuya-kun, I was so focused on changing Alice's clothes just now that I didn't hear your voice. What's the matter?" The well-behaved mafia leader held a white gauze dress full of bows in his hand, and looked at One percent was given to their own cadres.

The blond-haired young girl is cute and cute, with ignorant blue eyes, as pure as an innocent lamb.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his eyes away: "Yes, actually——"

"Wait a minute, since it is an important matter, we must treat it with caution."

The silver blade sliced ​​across the young girl's throat, and the thing that looked like a young girl showed a black prototype.

"Mr. Zhongye, I leave it to you."

"BOSS! This is!" Zhongyuan Zhongye immediately suppressed the thing with his supernatural power. Under the pressure of gravity supernatural power, the pile of jet-black fluid was completely crushed without even a chance to struggle.

"As Chuya-kun saw, someone confuses me with a fake Alice," the leader spread his hands, with an innocent and blatant expression on his face, "The Alice I like is great, but sure enough, I can use the fake Alice." The Alice with the heels stomping on me is the best."

The orange-haired cadre stood in place without saying a word. The silence at this time is a manifestation of Zhongye's respect for the leader.

"Chuya-kun is still young, so I don't know the beauty of Alice," the leader tolerantly forgave his subordinates who didn't agree with him, "then this topic will stop here..."

"Your important matter, let's talk about it."

"The murder happened again, this time ordinary people were killed, boss."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Perhaps it was a problem with the light, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw the leader's rosy purple eyes light up for a moment, just like the occasional happiness that someone stepped on the trap set by the leader himself in the past.

Are you dazzled?

"That's really, something bad is going on."

Zhongyuan didn't see it either, but the expression of the mafia leader who said this was the opposite.

Investigators returned to their hotel.

The young lady at the front desk saw that there was an extra thin boy in their team, and after much deliberation, she reminded Liu Ke.

"We're sheltered here, so room service is always available to clean up the room if needed."

Sulfur: ...?What kind of room service are you talking about, are you serious?

Weisu patted the bewildered Rick: "It's advice, accept it with gratitude."

"I'm not wondering about this, it's just," Ruoke pulled the lonely Osamu Dazai, "She is also an adult, why didn't she go to advise Dazai! Why? Is he handsome?!"

Weisu rubbed his chin and felt that there was nothing wrong with it: "Yeah."

"Negiate it for me!!!"

Osamu Dazai's expression was rippling: "Hey hey hey~ Is Ruk saying that I'm attractive~ Hey hey hey~"

Rick: ...Damn it!This face-seeking world! ! !

3 minute later.

A group of people stood in the corridor on the top floor and looked at each other.

Rick showed his empty pockets, the only thing left was the deceitful "labor contract" X3 and Atsushi Nakajima's contract of sale.

Osamu Dazai draped the inside of his pocket to show off the reality that he has nothing.

Atsushi Nakajima's clothes had just had their tags cut, so the pockets were of course empty.

Weisu only has a gun and a black card in his pocket: "Really, no one has a room card?... Being locked out is like a fool in a university dormitory."

Finally, three idiots and an innocent boy knocked on the door of the only room with people.

"Bringing people back?" Alice looked at the extra white-haired boy with a complicated expression, "Actually, you didn't go to investigate, but to traffic people..."

Bringing people back every day, what will the front desk think of them...

Nakajima Atsushi nodded with tears in his heart: That's right!This is human trafficking!It is an act worthy of condemnation!

"It doesn't matter what kind of trivial matter," Ruker lightly pierced Atsushi Nakajima's heart, "Ah, I didn't see Mr. Poe, how about him?"

"...I went to the hospital. Mr. Poe still has wounds on his body, you know it too."

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me," Rick sighed, remembering that Edgar Allan Poe was a patient with two fatal stab wounds, "Oh, can't he be more persistent? ?”

"Can't you be more humane?" Weisu said in a cool tone, keeping a distance from Liu La, "Rang Dubi you know how to read the atmosphere."

"What, I heard someone calling my name!"

The blond Frenchman strode in, his chest open, revealing his full, firm chest and a charle hanging around his neck.

"Well, I really want to complain that you don't dress properly at night, but," Rick pointed to a flatbed cart behind him, on which were piled up multiple bulging sacks, "you won't tear anyone apart Put it inside and bring it back—"

"How is that possible?" Jean opened the door of his room and put the goods on the cart in, "That's fish, my next staple food, it tastes great."

Liu Ke: "You salvaged it yourself? Is it delicious?"

Weisu: "You took my weapon to blow up the fish pond?"

"That's right, a ferocious and cruel fish with a great taste," Jean untied his capable ponytail, turned around and gestured to them with a sinister expression, "but if any of you touch it, even if it's rotten and smelly a piece of rotten flesh, I'll kill him."

Li Ke, who just wanted to give a ghostly hand: "Of course, we are companions, how could we touch private things that our companions are not allowed to touch!"

Weisu, who was ready to move but was frightened: "...Excessive, excessive, I lent you the weapon, but Weisu is a magnanimous senior, so of course he would not shoot at the younger generation's fish!"

Alice: "No, I'm not interested in fish."

[Jean: At most one of the three is telling the truth. ]

"Speaking of which, it's really a lot." Osamu Dazai squatted in front of two piles of sacks as tall as him, and looked at the bottom that was still oozing blood. "How many did you catch? Are you a good fisherman? "

Atsushi Nakajima carefully avoided the blood that spread under his feet: "Won't the ecology... be destroyed?"

"Don't worry," Jean saw the handsome new face, and leaned closer to give him a friendly smile, "It's all gone, there won't be such a thing as ecology."

Nakajima shrank his shoulders, and his body trembled even more when he realized it.

"As expected of Jean, he did what he said, and he really killed them all." Weisu thought of the message he received, and only at this moment did he understand the meaning.

"Then these? As far as a race is concerned, the number is not enough." The sacks that seemed to contain a lot of fish now seem to be too few.

"After all, we use weapons to clear the field." Regarding this point, I also feel very sorry. "In the first place, not the whole fish can be eaten. If you remove the smashed and inedible parts, the search is already the limit. Wei Su, Ai Liss, let me borrow your refrigerator."

Alice: "Okay."

Weisu rolled his eyes in a circle: "Okay! Use it if you want!"

"Thank you then," Jean nodded, and then said to Rick, "Rick, help me and move the refrigerator over here."

[Weisu: Ahhh!hateful!This man is impeccable! ! ! ]

"Oh, I'll leave the physical work to Brother Dun," Sulker pushed the ignorant white-haired boy out, "He eats a lot, so he must be very strong!"

"You just want to be lazy..." Jean didn't believe his nonsense at all, how much strength Nakajima Atsushi's thin body can have.

10 minute later.

"Is it okay to put the refrigerator here?" The handsome and thin boy moved the refrigerator and adjusted its position in the kitchen, and obediently asked the person standing at the door.

let:"……"

Jean: "Yes."

He silently crossed out his plan to attack the boy at night.

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The author has something to say:

The unsolved mystery of the Wenye module: whether Mori Ogai was confused by the fake Alice.

感谢在2022-01-1523:56:25~2022-01-1623:59:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Kiwi 15 bottles;

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