When Miss Port Mafia enters the escape game

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Nakahara also picked up the script written by Osamu Dazai.

The hero of the opera is a painter.

This painter is very obsessed with "beauty". In order to find the most beautiful existence he wants, he embarked on his own journey.

He first heard the legend of a bard, because many beautiful women fell for him, so his beauty has always been famous.

He found the bard, but there was an accident on the way to find him, and he lost his sense of smell.But after paying such a high price, he found that the poet was not the kind of beauty he wanted.

He thinks poets are not beautiful enough.

The poet saw the painter's persistence, and he understood him very well, so he told him the legend of the sea monster, which guided the poet to where the sea monster was.

In order to meet the siren, the artist lost his hearing.But although the siren is very beautiful, the artist thinks that the other party still has flaws, which is not the beauty he wants.

So the painter expressed his regret to the siren, and embarked on his own journey again.

While leaving, the siren told the painter about the rumors about the dancing girls in the north.

So the painter went all the way to the north, he found the famous dancer, and saw a very moving dance.

But he was still not satisfied.

Even though he had lost his leg on the way to the north, he still wanted to find the beauty he wanted.

The dancer is not just a dancer, she is also a priest of this country. She was not angry when she heard the painter's pickiness, but told the painter:

"Then there are only gods."

"Gods are the most beautiful existence in the world, and they are the embodiment of all the beauty you can imagine and unimaginable."

Hearing the dancer's words, the painter went to the holy mountain where the legendary god is.

He arrived at the residence of the gods, met the gods he wanted to see, and confirmed that the gods were the beauty he was looking for.

"But..." said the god, "you were already blind before you came to my temple."

"It doesn't matter," said the painter, "I think now I can paint what I want."

A painting featuring the most beautiful being in the world.

Nakahara also looked at this script by Osamu Dazai, and inexplicably felt a chill down his back. He always felt that it was weird, but he couldn't put it into words.

And what must be said, this script still has ideals and pursuits, and is not afraid of all kinds of difficulties and obstacles on the road to pursuing ideals. The ending also realizes the dream and completes the sublimation.

It’s so positive, it’s almost impossible to think that it was written by Osamu Dazai himself.

But Zhongyuanzhong always felt that something was wrong.

"Hmm..." Finally, Zhong Yuanzhong choked out a sentence, "Didn't it mean that this painter is already deaf? So why can he still hear the words of the gods?

"Oh, no, why can he still hear the dancing girl?"

As soon as these words came out, there was no atmosphere at the scene.

Osamu Dazai's smile paused, and then he replied: "The dancing girl was written for him to see, and what the gods said can directly sound in the painter's mind."

Nakahara Chuya let out an oh, not very sincere, feeling that what Osamu Dazai said was a bit of nonsense.

"Chuya, you are responsible for playing the god." Osamu Dazai didn't seem to care about Chuya Nakahara's attitude at all, and said very generously, "This character only has one line, am I being considerate?"

The god is indeed the character with the fewest lines, and Nakahara Nakahara nodded reluctantly, agreeing to Dazai Osamu's proposal: "Yes, you don't have any conspiracy, right? You are so generous all of a sudden."

"I've always cared about Chuya." Osamu Dazai said aggrievedly.

"Don't be so nasty." Zhong Yuanzhong was also speechless, "You just said this to your own conscience."

After finishing speaking, Nakahara threw the script back into Dazai Osamu's arms, and didn't care about the weird feeling when he saw the script before.

After Osamu Dazai settled the script, Chuya Nakahara remembered: "What role do you plan to play?"

"Of course a painter." Osamu Dazai replied with a smile.

This answer is somewhat unexpected but also reasonable.

This was originally a script written by Osamu Dazai. If he wants to be the protagonist, of course there is no problem.But Osamu Dazai has never been a troublesome person. He is also a screenwriter and the character with the most roles. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't fit Dazai Osamu's character.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "These flowers shouldn't affect you, right?"

"Ah, I don't know." Osamu Dazai smiled innocently, "Chuya, do you think so?"

Nakahara couldn't give Osamu Dazai an affirmative answer, because he didn't know it himself.Dazai Osamu had more emotional fluctuations in front of him than usual, so it was a bit embarrassing for Nakahara Nakaya to judge whether Dazai Osamu's mood was affected by those flowers.

However, although Chuya Nakahara couldn't judge it himself, he didn't quite believe that Osamu Dazai really didn't feel anything.He asked suspiciously: "You really don't know?"

"Maybe a little bit." Osamu Dazai replied indifferently, "Chuya, is that all you care about me?"

Nakahara was not very happy either, he ignored Dazai Osamu's teasing, and looked serious: "If you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it, don't act like this to me."

"I know, I know." Osamu Dazai nodded indulgently, "There should be a little bit. Chuya, you know that disqualification in the world is only valid for supernatural powers, and these flowers are not supernatural powers."

Nakahara also looked at Osamu Dazai seriously, feeling that the other party had not been greatly affected, so he was slightly relieved.

After listening to Osamu Dazai's description, Nakahara Chu can probably figure it out: "You mean, the effects of these flowers are inherent, and have nothing to do with abilities, so you can't be immune. It's like you eat poison Mushrooms still have convulsions?"

"Well, that's what it means." Osamu Dazai nodded.

"Then why do I feel that I haven't been affected much?" Nakahara asked curiously.

"Maybe it's the immunity of dogs. Humans are different." Osamu Dazai said with an innocent smile.

"You're courting death!" Nakahara Chuya kicked Osamu Dazai.

"Oh, Chuya, don't be so rude." Osamu Dazai dodged Chuya Nakahara's kick, "You are obviously affected, you seem to be more irritable than usual."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, as if this was indeed the case.He seems to be more angry than before recently.

At this time, Nakahara Chu also completely forgot about Dazai Osamu's intensified provocation recently.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai drew Nakahara Chuya's attention back to himself, "Since the impact is not big, don't worry about it, let's do the current thing well first.

"The script is already in place, now let's set off to find actors."

Chuya Nakahara nodded, and approved Dazai Osamu's proposal: "Where can I find it? Knock over the dormitories one by one?"

"That would be too easy to disturb the people." Osamu Dazai shook his head, denying Chuya Nakahara's proposal, "And at this point in time, they probably won't be staying in their rooms. Now is the time for afternoon tea."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the wall clock in the room, and found that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon: "So are we going to find someone in a nearby coffee shop?"

When they went out yesterday, they saw several coffee shops.

"No." Osamu Dazai shook his head, "It will definitely not be the two of us who will receive the invitation letter. In order to ensure their own quota, those who don't need to write scripts should go to practice. Even if they want to have afternoon tea with them, It should also be in the lounge."

Nakahara also understood the meaning of Osamu Dazai. Needless to say, people who need to write scripts must produce a program by themselves. They will practice their own basic skills. They are the ones that can be invited, and most of them are concentrated in the lounge and practice room.

With a clear destination, the two stopped wasting time here. They first went to the lounge closer to the dormitory.

The lounge was even more lively than they had imagined.

Even the door of the lounge was full of people.

Looking at the crowd, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized what happened. He lowered his eyelids and walked over without changing his expression.

The person who put the knife on Dazai Osamu's room, the other party's changing room is inside this lounge.

really……

When Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu walked over, the crowd of onlookers kindly gave them two seats so that they could see the scene inside.

A woman is lying in a pool of blood.

The cause of death was that the main artery in the neck was cut, and the knife that killed her was next to it, which was very sharp.

Zhong Yuanzhong also watched this scene, the expression on his face did not change at all. During the years he worked in the port of Mafia, he killed not one or two people, let alone a person who obviously wanted to murder them.

It is understandable that Zhongyuanzhong is also very calm about these things, but the reactions of the people around him are rather strange.

Their expressions were all indifferent. When they saw someone dying, they didn't even show an expression of fear. Some even sat firmly in front of the dressing table without even looking extraneously.

"Is this Chuya your masterpiece?" Osamu Dazai asked in a low voice.

Nakahara also nodded, still observing the people around him.

At this time, a woman standing near the corpse spoke. She covered her lips with a handkerchief, unable to see her full expression: "Annie is really careless, she doesn't know how to put such a dangerous item away properly."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at this woman and felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.

"What's wrong with you?" Nakahara Chuya turned to look at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai pointed to the flowers in the corner, motioning for Chuya Nakahara to take a look.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that it was a very dark flower, and he pursed his lips.

"Chuya, look at the faces of the ladies near that flower, I feel that our collaborator has fallen." Osamu Dazai said in a low voice, whispering in Chuya Nakahara's ear.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked over and found that the expressions of some people gathered there were different from the indifference around them, and their expressions were ugly.

Not like sad, more like irritable and depressed.

Nakahara didn't quite understand what Osamu Dazai meant, but fortunately, the lady who spoke just now answered his doubts: "Annie seems to be one of the people who wrote the script complicatedly. The script has not been finished yet, and I have decided to cooperate with her. What should the collaborators do?"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at the people that Osamu Dazai had instructed Chuya Nakahara to see just now.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, probably knowing the situation.From this point of view, the reason why the lady who has become a corpse, wants to do something to Osamu Dazai, may not be purely subjective.

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The author has something to say:

My eyes hurt a lot yesterday, but it’s better now, everyone pay attention to your eyes, don’t look at your phone, you can try listening to the book w

And, although it's late, I still have to say:

Asagiri Kafka, NB.