When Miss Port Mafia enters the escape game

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Because of the previous self-indulgence, after washing up, Zhong Yuan was unable to go to bed for a long time.

"You..." He stared at Osamu Dazai, then turned his eyes away feeling unsightly, "I didn't ask you to take off your clothes."

"But my clothes are all wet." Osamu Dazai said pitifully.

"So why do you wet all your clothes even after taking a bath in the bathtub?" Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his hair violently, and turned away his face unbearably.

Turning his head, his eyes fell on the desk next to him.

When he was at the door before, because it was too far away, he didn't see the things on the desk clearly, he just knew what was on it.

Now that he was getting closer, he realized that what appeared to be a letter on the table.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes froze, he walked over, picked up the letter and read it carefully.

Dazai Osamu also saw this thing, he lay lazily on the bed, and asked Nakahara Chuya: "What is written on it, Chuya?"

"Invitation to the competition?" Zhong Yuanzhong also briefly summarized the above content, "It is said that every famous opera singer has sent a copy, and we are invited to rehearse an opera by ourselves, and we will have an audition in a month. The best play will be invited to the Muhai Hotel to perform for some big names."

"Very good." Osamu Dazai nodded and said with a slight sarcasm, "Then there is one more reason to kill us."

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the letter back on the table with little interest: "I want to go to you, anyway, I don't perform opera."

"I'm afraid not." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "I'm afraid we have to go to this hotel."

"Why?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't understand.

"When I was reading those books before, I saw some related introductions in a few books." Dazai Osamu was not very close, he said, "It said that the banquet hall on the top floor of the Muhai Hotel has the most and the most beautiful Eggs flower."

Eggers flower is the name of that flower.

Zhong Yuan also stopped, and after struggling for a while, he said: "Then can't you go alone? Do you want to go there at one o'clock? Can't you pretend to be a waiter and get in? No, since it's an open hotel, we can just go there directly." ?"

"I'm afraid this won't work either." Osamu Dazai sighed, "Because this is a bit of a special introduction, I paid special attention to the information about that hotel at the time.

"Muhai Hotel is the most exclusive hotel in the city, and usually only accepts wealthy and high-ranking guests. And even these guests are not allowed to enter the banquet hall on the top floor.

"This hotel has two banquet halls. Usually, even if there are any banquets, they are held in another banquet hall. When the banquet hall on the top floor is open, it is basically at the level of a state banquet.

"And once this banquet hall is opened, all the waiters with experience and qualifications who can guarantee the background are used. There are special inspections, and it is impossible to mix in as a waiter."

"Is there no other choice?" Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, not very satisfied with the result. He is a dignified cadre of Mafia, and he is determined not to perform for himself.

Before Osamu Dazai could answer, the mechanical sound of the system sounded first:

"Sub-task [-]: Rehearse and perform a good enough opera to stand out and get the qualification to go to Muhai Hotel."

Osamu Dazai shrugged: "It seems that there are indeed none."

Following his shrugging movement, the quilt covering his body just slid down, and Nakahara also felt that his eyes were so hot that he picked up the quilt and covered Osamu Dazai.

Out of sight is pure.

After finishing this guy, Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the letter on the table, tangled in his heart for a long time, and finally decided to take a step and take a look at it. If there is anything to do, we will talk about it at a later time, and now we should have a good rest.

So Nakahara took another quilt and slept next to Osamu Dazai.

As for the sofa?impossible.Even the bastard mackerel is already sleeping on the bed, as the owner of this room, he will never sleep on anyone's sofa.

In the end, Osamu Dazai, who had achieved the achievement of sharing the same bed, quietly raised the corners of his lips.

Waking up the next day, Osamu Dazai went back to his room under relatively bright light during the day, and saw the exact same letter as in Nakahara Chuya's room. He carefully looked at the request to make sure there was nothing missing Only then did he put away the letter and left the room.

"It's not so good, Chuya." Osamu Dazai walked to Chuya Nakahara, and gave him a distressed smile.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a look at the family's words: "What?"

"The above requirement is a complete opera, and an opera will definitely not have only two actors." Osamu Dazai said, "In our current situation, it may be a little difficult to find a suitable partner. "

"It's just coaxing a few little girls to join me in the performance. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also said indifferently.

"Hey, Chuya, what you mean is that you are willing to participate in the performance?" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, and he smiled brightly at Zhongya Nakahara.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Only then did he realize that he was being entangled by this guy again.

"...What else can I do if I don't act? Go on strike? Then stay in this world for the rest of my life?" Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted, "I still haven't drunk a few bottles of Plato. Anyway, I am hiding in disguise, for the mission , singing an opera is nothing."

Dazai Osamu did not continue to tease Nakahara Chuya, who was about to explode, but just said: "So it's because of the red wine."

"No, can't it?!" Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little guilty.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai was unexpectedly gentle today, so gentle that even in the Central Plains, there was some creepiness.

"You didn't do anything to apologize to me last night, did you?" Nakahara asked suspiciously.

"Of course not! Chuya, how can you think of me like that?" Dazai Osamu denied it, "If I really did something, Chuya, you will definitely not be able to get out of bed today."

"Huh? Just you?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bother, "I beat you with one hand until you couldn't get out of bed."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and smiled: "That's really amazing."

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"About that opera, do you have any thoughts?" Nakahara Zhong also coughed and changed the subject.

"A little bit." Osamu Dazai nodded, "I should be able to write the script in these two days."

"You still know this?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised, "Is yours okay? It is specifically written on it that you have to rehearse a brand new opera that has never been performed before. I always feel that it particularly emphasizes this point." Very problematic."

"What's the problem?"

"We don't know what kind of operas are here, and our operas seem to be here too, so if you want to copy one, it will definitely not work." Zhong Yuanzhong also analyzed, "It is definitely not possible to write casually for a competition like this. , and choosing some old-fashioned routines will probably not work, otherwise it would not need to emphasize the word "new."

"Wow, the slug has evolved." Osamu Dazai said with admiration.

"Get out." Zhong Yuanzhong also found that he had become a habit of saying "rolling characters", and his mood was not at all turbulent when he said it, "So are you going to do it?"

"Of course I can." Osamu Dazai replied firmly.

"Oh." Zhong Yuanzhong also responded indifferently, "So are you going to write the script now?"

"Well, let's write the script first." Osamu Dazai nodded, "Only after the script is written can we determine how many actors will be hired. Let's find a place with a good view to create."

"Us?" Zhong Yuan frowned, "Can't you just write it alone? Why should I sit with you?"

"If you're not with me, Chuya, what are you going to do?" Osamu Dazai asked kindly.

"Of course it is..." Nakahara also felt that Osamu Dazai's expression was a bit dangerous. Although he was worthy of this guy, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He frowned, his tone changed, and his voice softened, "I don't Can write, do you want me to sit beside you in a daze? I am not a doll.

"I'm going to investigate those actors. If nothing else, the guy who put the knife on the door of your room must be dealt with."

Osamu Dazai is a little confused about his emotions now.Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to let go of the fact that he acted by himself, which made him feel like black mud welling up in his heart, but Zhongyuan Zhong also unconsciously showed his protection for him in his words, which made him feel a little happy.

It is not uncommon for Nakahara Chuya and him to carry out missions separately, but this is the first time for Dazai Osamu to feel such dark and gloomy emotions in his heart.

Osamu Dazai knew that this was a bit abnormal, but he didn't want to explore it. This abnormality had already begun to stimulate his rationality.

Frowning, Osamu Dazai suppressed those wrong emotions, and rationally chose the most appropriate way to deal with it. He looked at Nakahara Chuya as usual: "Chuya, you go and deal with these things, I will finish the script well, and wait for you back."

Nakahara also felt that something was wrong, what Osamu Dazai said was like "Go to work, I will finish cooking well and wait for you to come back", just like his wife at home.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also frightened by his own brain so that his back felt cold, and he took two steps back: "Then I'm leaving."

"You go." Osamu Dazai said softly, opened the door of Chuya Nakahara's room, and planned to re-enter.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It is outrageous to choose to write in his room.

MD, it looks more like this now.

In order to drive this terrible association out of his mind, Zhongyuan Zhongya almost left the place as if fleeing, and accelerated the efficiency of his investigation.

Naturally, Nakahara didn't see Osamu Dazai's eyes looking at his back, they were dark and without a trace of light.

Because of the improvement in efficiency, Nakahara Chu also quickly identified the person who put the knife on Dazai Osamu's gate through various channels.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't do anything either, just put a knife on the door of the opponent's locker room, in a more hidden place.

He originally wanted to return the knife to the other party, but when he got up this morning, he didn't find it after going out, so he had to find a sharper substitute.

And Osamu Dazai's efficiency is also not slow, and I don't know if he got some kind of inspiration bonus. When the Central Plains also dealt with these things and went back, Osamu Dazai's script was almost finished.

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The author has something to say:

I just remembered that yesterday was Lantern Festival

A belated sentence to wish everyone a happy holiday QAQ