Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

"It's a hell of a book," Nagase kicked open the door with emotion, "Dad, you've been moving to this damn place for almost a month, and it's still a mess, as if someone broke into and robbed you."

"It can't compare to your kennel." Nagase Masato angrily straightened the door that Nagase had kicked.

The brown-covered dossiers were wrapped in yellowed paper, piled up in piles, with no end in sight.

Kurokawa looked at these paper materials in fear: "We are looking for the last three months, and these are all old..."

"Handle with care, this place is not full of old bones from last year," Masato Nagase rolled up his sleeves, "Someone from above came to check the information once before, and nothing was taken away, but they turned this place into a mess. All the previous information has been dug out, since you guys are here to check it out, help me sort it out by the way."

Nagase kicked Kurokawa: "Kurokawa, go tidy up."

Kurokawa: QAQ.

The young policeman went to work without complaint.

"Six years ago?" Nagase leaned closer to the old man's ear, "What is that guy looking for?"

"...They came to check whether a person is dead."

"Who?"

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

"The hell of books?"

The air smells of vegetative decay of paper, of ink, and of volumes of books.

Layers of books are piled up inside the house like worthless garbage, making the originally simple and spacious room cramped and uncomfortable. There is only a small path in the center of the books that can only be passed by one person, and it is difficult to even turn around.

Rick fumbled on the wall for a while and found the switch.

"Crack", the light turned on.

There are still so many books, and the taste is still so great.

"It doesn't matter whether the light is on or not." Ruoke walked in depressed.At most it is to color the book.

[kp: Make reconnaissance 401D100=1 big success]

[kp:...]

[Let: A good start~]

While walking on the crowded narrow road, Jean's eyes met the cover of a large format book.

"Green Book"? "The Green Book"?

[Jean: I can live a natural history—]

[kp: can't. ]

[Jean: ... OK. ]

Let's reach out to the large open book.

[kp: It is not recommended that you touch that book. ]

[Let: OK OK. ]

The size of the large format is not small, and the location is just on top of Rang's head, which can be touched by stretching his arms.

Jean twitched when he touched the book, and the mountain of books moved accordingly.

let:……

"Anyone want to see Niagara Falls?" Jean said suddenly.

Rick: "What?"

Letting his hands quickly pull out the large-format book, the books on the upper floor were instantly crumbling, and then collapsed like an avalanche.

Rick: I shouldn't have allowed the second one to come in after me, shit!

"Cough, cough, cough," Rick waved the rising dust in embarrassment, "Are you going to murder me, Jean?"

Jean put the book under his arm, and gave Rick a hand: "If I want to kill you, do I need to kill you?"

Liu Ke: "At this time, you are very annoying when you tell the truth."

"Sorry, I won't lie."

"You're apologizing to me for something else!"

Jean let go of his hand, took the "Green Book" and continued to walk in the place where there were few books.

"Don't pretend you can't hear me, hey!"

There is only one road, which leads from the door to the study—to be honest, this house is already full of studies.

"It's a messy room." Osamu Dazai looked at the books extending from the corner to the ceiling in the room, "Ango's only good point is gone."

"Am I that unbearable?" A weak voice came from the center surrounded by books.

"Of course~" Osamu Dazai turned his back, began to click on the bookshelf, and called out "Dun-kun, take it for me" from time to time.

Ango Sakaguchi wears a pair of round glasses that occupy half of his face. His face is delicate and elegant, which is a template for calmness, but at this moment it reveals a little depression and frustration.

"Also, as I said just now, don't mess up the books in the house..." The young man sitting in front of the desk pushed his glasses, his tone was very helpless, his face looked extremely pale and unhealthy under the desk lamp.

"I'm sorry, there are people on our side who are cheap." Liu Ke was sincerely apologizing.

"The Department of Literature is not bad," Jean Zai commented sincerely, then opened his arms towards him, and said kindly, "Do you want me to hug you?"

Sakaguchi Ango's glasses slipped: "Huh? What? How did this conversation happen? Who are you?"

"Jean Woodyer, a Frenchman, please understand," said Rick, who drove away the troublemaker, "I'm Rick, a detective commissioned to investigate, I hope you can cooperate with me to answer Some Problems."

The corner of Ango Sakaguchi's mouth twitched a few times: "Do I have the right to refuse? Forget it, just ask, and I will decide how to answer myself."

"What is the silt monster introduced by the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Rick asked.

Ango Sakaguchi raised his eyebrows, and took out a thick and simple picture album from under the table, and held the book easily with his slender arms, as securely as possible.

Ruke: ...you can't judge by appearance, the four-eyed brother actually has this skill.

Jean: The blood vessels can be seen clearly. Is it malnutrition?

Not knowing what nonsense the two people were talking about in front of them, Ango Sakaguchi opened the book and pointed to one of the pages: "This is the sludge monster you are talking about."

On the page of the book is a group of irregular graffiti. The author drew the appearance of two sharp forelimbs in a certain area, indicating the bad smell and the ability to flow.

[kp: Know the knowledge of Cthulhu, perform sc, deduct 0 sanity and grow Cthulhu knowledge 1D3, fail to deduct sanity 1D6. ]

[Ru Ke: Good! ]

[excuse me. ]

[kp: Sulker sanity 591D100=91 failed]

[kp: Sulfur deducts sanity 1D6=6]

[kp: Sulfur Remaining Sanity=53]

[kp: let reason 651D100=40 success]

[kp: let remaining sanity=65]

[kp: Make Cthulhu myth 1D3=3]

[kp: For some people, he fails and loses his rationality; for some people, he succeeds and learns well. ]

[Ru Ke: Damn it!I hate Ouhuang. ]

[Jean: Hate me as much as you want, the more you hate, the worse you will be. ]

[Ru Ke: Damn it! ! ! ]

[kp: ... It's weird that this dialogue can be continued. ]

Ruoke looked at the portrait of the soul, and the soul was about to spit out from his mouth, speaking incoherently: "What the hell, there is still someone who draws this kind of thing, how did he draw it, is that person okay?"

"Well, she's pretty." Rang commented.

"You probably haven't read the book "Seven Curses"." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses habitually, "It is called 'the ultimate source of all distortions and filth and uncleanness', Abhos... "

"That's it?"

"Not this, these are the children produced by Abhos, they are called 'children of uncleanness', originally they would be swallowed by the producer Abhos, if there is no accident, they will fall into the cycle of being produced and swallowed, time The limit is forever."

"'Originally'..." Rick chewed on this outdated word, and asked, "Then how did they appear in Yokohama now?"

"..."

"To change the question, why did you bring the unclean son to Yokohama?"

"..."

"Why does it have to be a son of uncleanness?"

Sakaguchi Ango answered his question with silence.

Liuk let out a long breath, and pushed away the drawing book on the desk: "Don't take chances anymore, Mr. Sakaguchi, we all know some information, and if I didn't repeat it in front of you, it doesn't mean that I don't have it in my heart." Counting, on the contrary, it is you who need to know in your heart."

Ruk pointed to the back of a certain sand-colored man who was using books to pile up the castle: "Do you think the Dazai-kun you know is a time waster who will bring a group of idiots here to scam you?"

"...Yes," Ango Sakaguchi said calmly, without changing his face, "Dazai is that kind of person."

[Sulker: ...! ! ! ]

[Ruke: I don't know for a while whether I lost to Dazai or Sakaguchi. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Ango is so optimistic about me, then I will waste your expectations if I don't do something suitable for Dazai's status." Osamu Dazai threw away a book of an out-of-size in his hand, and the book fell to the ground with a loud "dong" sound, Straight to Anwu's heart, "Ruke, it's better to be tough when dealing with Anwu."

"Dazai-kun!"

[Ru Ke: Infighting is good! ]

"Let." Rick snapped his fingers inscrutablely.

"Yes~ the smiling HUG service you named~" Somehow, Jean who touched Ango Sakaguchi's back suddenly appeared, and hugged the glasses boy who was frozen on the chair.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

[kp: make reconnaissance 401D100=30 normal success]

Observing from a very close distance, I found that the young man I was hugging was thin and pale, and his skin was as pale as a vampire without light. In contrast, the blood vessels on his neck were extremely glaring. There was slight moisture on his body, part of his hair was wet, and his skin The temperature is slightly higher.

——Charles likes the temperature.

Jean touched the mole on Sakaguchi's lips, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Did you take a bath specially for me?"

"...Normal people also take a shower in the morning." Sakaguchi Ango's tone was stiff.

"Hiss—" The cold and creamy touch touched the back of his neck.

Ango Sakaguchi was hugged and unable to turn around, panicked: "What! What, what came in!? Please! Take it out quickly!!! It's moving!!!"

The first impression is that the calm and self-sufficient young man screamed, his pupils trembled wildly, and the dejected temperament of a few minutes ago disappeared.

"That's good, let's put this book here." Rick squatted next to Dazai Osamu and handed over a book to join his castle.

Osamu Dazai readily agreed: "That's right, I think so too."

The two happily played the book castle building game,

Atsushi Nakajima: ...Are you two doing this amidst Mr. Sakaguchi's screams?

[kp: strength confrontation]

[kp: Sakaguchi Ango power 351D100=56 failed]

[kp: make power 501D100=33 success]

10 minute later.

The uncooperative Ango Sakaguchi was gone. He became the original painting and lay flat on the chair. His pale skin became even paler, his eyes were dull, and his expression was blank.

A confused white snake coiled around his chest, spitting out bright red snake letters.

[kp: Sulker Psychology 801D100=? ? ]

Based on Rick's experience, if you ask him anything at this time, he will spit it out like beans.

"Mr. Sakaguchi, who nodded and let the unclean son in?"

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The author has something to say:

Jean: This person looks like he wants someone to hug him.

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I just found out now that I made a mistake, it was quite serious, Wen Ye can still correct it, if the curse is changed, the ending may even be changed... emmm, since no one finds out, let's turn the page!

感谢在2022-01-1821:50:45~2022-01-1920:40:48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 who threw the landmine: 1 red horn is unfamiliar;

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