Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

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Atsushi Nakajima looked at the white snow that was accumulating heights in front of him, his body didn't feel cold but he was still unable to move, only his head was reacting slowly.

Why is he here?what happened?Where is Mr. Dazai?

"Dun," the senior in the sand-colored windbreaker waved his hands in front of his eyes, and his tone was as relaxed and comfortable as every time he called him before, "Come back to your senses, if you stay in a daze, you will stay here for the rest of your life."

Accompanied by Osamu Dazai's voice, memories poured out from the door in Atsushi Nakajima's mind.

"Mr. Dazai," Atsushi Nakajima's voice was dry as if he hadn't replenished water for several days, "Let's go back, the current state is not suitable for further exploration..."

"Well, Dun's judgment is correct, let's go back."

Osamu Dazai said so, but he didn't move a bit. The distance between where he was standing and Atsushi Nakajima gradually lengthened imperceptibly.

"Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima stretched out his hand in the direction of Osamu Dazai, "Let's go back! Together!"

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know what his expression looked like, maybe it was ferocious, maybe it was funny—even if he was being laughed at, he also hoped that Mr. Dazai could turn around and respond to his words.

But in the end, he had nothing in his hands.

The pure white snow formed a barrier between Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima.

"Go back, Dun, you've got the permission to go down the mountain. After □□, 'he', □□□ please take it back."

Osamu Dazai did not turn around, and waved his hands at Atsushi Nakajima with his back freely, his figure was gradually covered by the grand snowstorm.

In the end, Atsushi Nakajima's field of vision was completely white.

——The sandy color was swallowed by Bai Xue and disappeared without a trace.

"Mr. Dazai!!!"

Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes in panic, with a fragile and pitiful expression.

"Ah, he's awake." The girl's voice was crisp, full of curiosity and limited concern.

Atsushi Nakajima raised his face: "Mei..."

Standard wooden structure, not very bright lighting environment, sobering room temperature, the blonde female high school student standing in front of him——

"Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima's brain told him that he was in a safe environment, and he looked around to search for the target figure. "Where is Mr. Dazai? How is he? ——Huh?! This is?"

Atsushi Nakajima wanted to stand up, but found that his hands were tied behind his back with a thick hemp rope, and his feet were also tied tightly, which minimized his ability to move. No, more directly, it was directly abolished his mobility.

Nanami Mei ran out and shouted "Atsushi woke up" to the outside, then dragged a chair and sat in front of Nakajima Atsushi.

"Mei, why are you tied up? Can you untie me? What time is it? Have you seen Mr. Dazai? Is he okay?" Atsushi Nakajima asked a series of questions anxiously, regardless of his sore shoulder joints .

Nanami Mei lay on the back of the chair, her head tilted: "I don't know what happened to Osamu Dazai, I saw you alone from yesterday to today, did you go out together?"

"Yes, we went up the mountain together in the morning...'Yesterday to today'?" Atsushi Nakajima noticed the information revealed in Nanami Mei's words.

"That's right, it's already the second day. Last night, you broke through the door and came back." Nanami Mei didn't see anything in her room at the time, but the wreckage of the door on the first floor is enough to explain the situation, "The door It was broken, but you were the only one, I didn't see Osamu Dazai, as for why you were tied up..."

"It's my request," the man at the door wore a fisherman's hat that doesn't suit the occasion, and walked in with a smile, "Do you remember how you got in last night, Mr. Nakajima?"

[kp: Atsushi Nakajima inspiration 601D100=37 success. ]

The memory of last night was clearly reflected in Atsushi Nakajima's mind - therefore, Atsushi Nakajima clearly remembered that when he entered the door roughly, he saw Nakahara and Ellis who came down from upstairs, worried, and then Gojo...

"I'm sorry, I will pay for the door! So please untie me first, I have to go to Mr. Dazai, but now—" Nakajima Atsushi only thought that he was tied up because of his damage to the door yesterday, to prevent Measures that he ran away.

Rick switched places with Nanami Mei, and carefully looked at Shimo Nakajima Atsushi.

[kp: Sulker Psychology 801D100=? ? ]

The white-haired young man with a non-mainstream hairstyle is sincere in every word, and his embarrassing description shows that there is no room for lying or changing the subject. He is really anxious and flustered, and he really doesn't know what to do.

"Atsushi Nakajima, you should treat yourself to something, it's 7 o'clock in the morning now," Ryuker solemnly called out Atsushi Nakajima's full name, with a strong tone, "Your hands and feet were bound for about 3 hours, and there is still an hour left. Your hands and feet are at risk of necrosis. For the benefit of our mutual health, please give a brief explanation of what you and Osamu Dazai did yesterday and why you were the only one who came back within one hour. Mention, in terms of the ability to make up stories, I can be your ancestor, so please don't waste our time with nonsense."

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Atsushi Nakajima moved his bound hands, and the bewilderment on his face almost materialized: "I, I don't know, Mr. Dazai went up the mountain with me in the morning, and when we reached the top of the mountain, we stepped into a trap , and then... In my memory, I ran all the way down the mountain and smashed the gate, and then, I passed out, and I was tied up here when I woke up... Mr. Dazai, hasn't he come back?"

"What kind of trap exactly?" Rick ignored Atsushi Nakajima's question, but asked for details.

Atsushi Nakajima wrinkled the word "Chuan" between his eyebrows, proving the strength of his thinking: "It seems to be a falling hole, but there are no spikes at the bottom, and it is a very deep hole."

"Do you still remember how you got out of trouble?" Rick continued to ask.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

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Memories are like the weather in June, they can change as soon as they are said. When Atsushi Nakajima really recalled from the perspective of Rick’s question, the original reluctant memory was full of mistakes——

It is impossible for them to do nothing when they fall into the trap. Atsushi Nakajima is good at climbing, and getting out of trouble is not a problem. Then what happens next... What happened to him and Mr. Dazai next?

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Intuition told Atsushi Nakajima that what happened after the trap was the highlight, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

"Sorry, I don't know." Nakajima lowered his head in despair.

[kp: Sulker Psychology 801D100=? ? ]

The first-hand information obtained without giving the other party sufficient time to respond, even if he did not get the information that Rick wanted, was not false.

"May I confirm with Atsushi?" At some point, Gojo Satoru stood at the door and looked at Nakajima Atsushi who was tied up by the five flowers. "Are you sure you and Dazai reached the top of the mountain?"

Atsushi Nakajima nodded: "Yes, that's right."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"I understand." Gojo Satoru nodded.

[Sulker: What do you understand? ]

Gojo Satoru took a long leg, walked up to Atsushi Nakajima in three or two steps, took out a fancy short knife in the shape of a middle-level figure from his arms, and swung it down decisively at Atsushi Nakajima.

Atsushi Nakajima shrank and closed his eyes, his body was fixed in place, and he couldn't even hide.

Nanami Mei covered her eyes, and her fingers were opened very wide.

The expected pain did not hit, but the bound hands behind him were freed. Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes—the sharp short knife ended the life of the rope, and fell to the ground lightly like a feather.

Gojo Satoru cut the rope and threw the broken part to Rick: "Don't stare at him, he's 'safer' than anyone else now."

Rick caught the rope and blocked the door: "Are you going to continue to be a riddle? The 'Atsushi Nakajima' I saw last night is not a normal person. What is your reason for saying he is 'safe'?" ?”

"That is a unilateral 'gift' from the snow mountain. It serves as a proof that you have successfully reached the top of the mountain and came down without incident, and it is also a permission to leave the snow mountain." The important thing is that it means that I have abandoned someone."

"Since Osamu Dazai has done such a thing, you will discover this secret sooner or later. Why don't I tell you directly now," Gojo Satoru said to the three people present, "The punishment mechanism of this snow mountain is not very clear yet. , but one of the ways to leave Snow Mountain is to abandon someone and hand him over to Snow Mountain."

Nanami Mei: "Wow, the setting of this snow mountain is so dark and cruel!?"

"It's fair to exchange one for another, but the bargaining chip should not be an 'ordinary person' in a broad sense," Rick thought about the definition of Dazai Osamu, "frivolous, handsome, escapist, wicked, and gossip everywhere." ?”

Nanami Mei glanced at him: "You summed it up pretty well."

"This is also thanks to Osamu Dazai's deliberate performance," Rick snapped his fingers, "In my opinion, his most prominent feature is hypocrisy, after all, he is an unpredictable man."

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Gojo Satoru's sense of Ruuk plummeted, he chuckled and said: "Ruk, your attitude seems to be that you can give up everyone in the house except your companions at any time in exchange for a chance of survival, this is my illusion ?"

Ruke blinked innocently: "How could it be? No matter what I do, I'm better than Nakajima, who abandoned my senior in the same place of work, right?"

[Nanami Mei: "How come" means that you will not offer people other than your companions, or is Gojo Satoru not an illusion? ]

[Ruke: That depends on how Gojo Satoru understands it. I have no inclination. ]

[kp: rubbish. ]

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"I didn't abandon Mr. Dazai!" Atsushi Nakajima looked terrified, "Mr. Dazai must still be waiting for me somewhere in the snow mountain!"

"Calm down," Gojo Satoru pressed Nakajima Atsushi's shoulder to calm his emotions, "Dazai's situation is quite special, if he voluntarily abandons himself, it will have the same result."

"However, as Mr. Ranpo said," Atsushi Nakajima was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't choose what to say, "'As long as Dazai makes up his mind, he will come back safely with Atsushi'!"

Gojo Satoru: "Is it the detective wearing decorative glasses?"

Atsushi Nakajima nodded: "That's right, Mr. Ranpo never misses what Mr. Dazai said, Mr. Dazai will definitely go back with me—"

"No, the Ranpo-san you mentioned never said that it was 'Dazai Osamu' who went back with Atsushi." Rick pointed out the key point in Atsushi Nakajima's words, "Although the usual oral and written expressions are It’s the same person, but it’s okay to insert another person as the subject of the second half of the sentence.”

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

"In other words, someone will go back with you, but I don't think the possibility of that person being Osamu Dazai is high." Ruk concluded.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

The young man with white hair and bangs froze completely.

"If this is the case, then for Osamu Dazai, this trip to the snow-capped mountains was a one-way trip from the very beginning, and he didn't prepare a return ticket for himself."

The more Ruk thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, but seeing Atsushi Nakajima's face so pale that he could cosplay as a snowman at any time, he comforted him: "Well, in the final analysis, all of this is just our guesswork, and the truth may not necessarily be like this, your senior Maybe not selling myself to the snow-capped mountains under my feet is just taking advantage of a loophole."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Ruk's comforting has initially paid off. Although Atsushi Nakajima is still absent-minded, he gradually regains his three souls and seven souls.

"Think about the good," Rick rubbed his chin, "Osamu Dazai didn't come back with you, maybe he wasn't 'abandoned', but there was a simpler reason—maybe he died?"

Nakajima Atsushi & Gojo Satoru: ...?

"Believe me, the pain of selling one's body is far greater than death." Ruoke said earnestly.

Nanami Mei: "Pour chicken soup and shake your wit, please pay attention to the time!"

[kp: Why can't you Asahi make it to the end!Why do you always have a strange brain circuit at this time?Are you really looking for a beating on purpose? ]

[Sulker: No!I am enlivening the atmosphere! ]

[Nanami Mei: Take care, goodbye. ]

[kp: I'm an idiot for expecting you to kindly comfort the npc! ]

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When the sound of the third dice sounded, Qihai Mei had already squeezed Rick away first—opening the door, going out, closing the door, all in one go.

Nanami Mei: Amen.

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The author has something to say:

May I ask how many days it takes to brush the fire book before I can make up a set of witches.

(The cross fire kit received soft heart and trembling!)

PS: 38°C!Go out with a fever!

Seriously speaking: "abandoning" ≠ death.

感谢在2022-07-1423:55:32~2022-07-1523:32:22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 mine: 1 thank you;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Zibuyu; 1 bottle of Luoshui Eighteenth Street;

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