The bright moonlight slowly descended, around the low eaves and landed on the signboard of the lupin.
Ango Sakaguchi pushed open the familiar bar door and climbed down the stairs.
As if he was called, he gradually developed the habit of occasionally coming here to have a drink.
Maybe you can occasionally find Dazai Kwan here?
And from the youngest cadre in the port, he always gets some information that cannot be obtained from the intelligence team.
--Um.
——It’s all for the undercover work.
Ango Sakaguchi thought this way, staring at the wine in the glass.
and……
Thinking of what Qing and his senior said, "If his identity is exposed and he can't escape, you can ask for help from Dazai", and thinking of the firm expression when Qing and his senior said this, he could not help but feel curious and worried.
——Is Dazai Osamu really trustworthy?
I remembered the information I had learned, and then look at this young man in Lupin who seems to be able to seamlessly switch between laughter and world-weariness without any obstacles...
Ango Sakaguchi felt that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy.
——Qinghe senior seemed completely confused.
——If you don’t look at it carefully, if you don’t discover the possible deviation from Dazai Jun as soon as possible, the Secret Service Department will definitely suffer a great loss.
Fucked for your partner jpg
Speaking of the Secret Service...
Kiyoshi told his senior that before he took a vacation, he left Mr. Oda with recommendation letters to the detective agency and the secret service department respectively. The nature is probably similar to the kind of exchange students. If it is appropriate, you can talk about job-changing again, but Mr. Oda did not mean to enable it. - It is probably because Dazai Jun cannot make people feel at ease.
Ango Sakaguchi shook the amber wine in his cup and looked at the person sitting next to him in a boneless position.
The slightly curly-haired boy still looked like a dress that was unchanged for thousands of years. The long black coat was like a funeral. The bandage wrapped a lot of exposed skin, including the right eye, the neck, and the wrist...
The whole person exuded a gloomy and empty atmosphere.
The outstanding intelligence officer noticed that today's cadres and classmates had new injuries.
"How did this leg get injured?"
Oda Sasakisuke asked what he was thinking.
"While walking, I fell into a ditch when I read a book called "The Manual of Complete Suicide". "Dazai Osamu seemed to think of something, and held his hands together, his eyes brightened. "What a good book! The treasure of this one! The wisdom of my predecessors is crystallized! I found it in an old bookstore for a week!"
Ango Sakaguchi's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain: "How did this kind of book come on the market?! What are the reviewers doing?!" Do you think there are not enough suicides?!
etc.
Could this book try to describe the pain of various suicide methods, thus advising people to love life?
"This is probably an out-of-print banned book." Dazai Osamu thoughtfully, "I learned a lot of suicide methods that seem to be not very painful and the corpse will look good..."
He snapped his fingers, "Go and try another day!"
“…”
Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of wine and calmed down, saying, "Mr. Oda, it seems you need to follow Dazai Kwan at all times."
Instead of just following him when he is on field missions.
Oda Sayunosuke nodded.
"Ah? Don't-"
Dazai Osamu shook his wine glass in protest, and the ice hockey in the cup hit the wall of the cup and made a sound like crystal shattering. Dazai Osamu bulged his face, "Oda Saku still wants to write novels, haven't he already conceived it?"
"A new work is finally there?"
Ango Sakaguchi expressed his interest and diverted his attention, "How many have you written?"
“…”
"Mr. Oda?"
“……………………”
Sometimes, silence is also an answer.
“…”
Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses and gradually understood what he had.
This may be the only unreliable thing about the reliable Mr. Oda.
But art needs inspiration...
——Dazai Jun said that he had already conceived it?
oh.
That's all right.
Being stared at both eyes, Oda Sasaki said thinking, "I have already written the beginning."
Um.
Everything is difficult at the beginning.
Ango Sakaguchi was about to nod his head when he suddenly realized something and asked tentatively: "...how many words at the beginning?"
“…”
Oda Sasaki, fell into a golden silence.
Sakaguchi Yasuo: "..."
OK.
Dazai Osamu looked around and said enthusiastically: "Odasaru promised me to finish this year, Ahgo, you will testify. Right? Odasaru?"
Oda Sasaki nodded hesitantly.
Ango Sakaguchi nodded cautiously.
Today, when the press conference was over, they began to chat in a slow and boundless manner. Unlike the real casual chattering Sakunosuke, Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Yasugo always kept thinking, the former was a habit and the latter was a profession.
Why did Senior Qinghe trust Dazai Jun so much?
Ango Sakaguchi drank a sip of wine and his mood slowly calmed down.
He began to think about this question again.
Under the gaze of the young boy with insight into the hearts, amid the lazy female voices coming from the Lupin record, and amid the words of the two mafia friends, the intelligence officer of the secret service department was distracted.
The names of Dazai Osamu who often appears in various places in the information they handled; the reputation of the children crying at night in Yokohama and even the world of Kanto Ri; the interrogation in underground prisons that are invincible; the rapid progress of tracking and surveillance technology...
Contribution, reputation, means.
Dazai Jun is simply a natural mafia.
Such Dazai--
Even if the relationship is good now, when he knows that Senior Qinghe, who is regarded as a friend, has deceived him, would he really forgive him with a smile?
"Dingling."
The phone rings.
Dazai Osamu waited patiently until the ringing rang five times before he slowly picked it up, "...Qiya?" His voice was strange and tired, as if he was a little complaining, "Have you returned from digging oil from Antarctica?"
ah.
Angry.
Sakaguchi Yasugo and Oda Sadaosuke both came to this conclusion.
The two adults looked at each other and tacitly chose not to make a sound.
The phone has a good sound insulation.
Dazai Jun also deliberately or unintentionally prevented us from hearing each other.
After trying to eavesdrop on the speech of Kanyo Kiyoka in vain, Yasuo Sakaguchi came to the above conclusion.
He could only hear Dazai Osamu's initial sarcastic spirit, then lacked ups and downs, then perfunctory words, and finally gradually became happy...
The sound.
“…………”
Ango Sakaguchi is very numb.
This is his third glass of wine tonight.
The whiskey was quite high, so he changed the wine with a self-awareness in the second cup.
——So, how long does this call take?!
——Why do you have so many things to talk about?!
After listening to Dazai Osamu's unilateral chat for three hours, he couldn't help but try to complete the conversation, prayed that the phone's battery was in urgent need, and Yasuo Sakaguchi felt it was too difficult.
It’s just that occupational disease, you can’t do anything short of your mind and not think.
"Um."
"Qinghe, you should also take a break early."
"Good night."
The young man with a young body said a very ordinary polite greeting, but his expression on his face was so gentle and pure.
At this moment, the part that belonged to Mafia's youngest cadre seemed to be stripped from him, and what was left was the most authentic "Dazai Osamu".
Ango Sakaguchi was stunned.
Will Dazai Jun have that expression?
Feeling the vibration of the cell phone in his pocket, and while realizing that it was a relationship between Kiyoshi and his senior who had been disconnected for a month, he suddenly felt that this Dazai Jun was not as he had imagined.
horrible.
At the same time.Tokyo.
Shen Dai Qinghe hung up the phone reluctantly.
Dazai Cat's energy is greatly supplemented!
The black-haired boy looked up at the stars above his head, then looked back at the flowers on the terrace to sort out his thoughts.
There is nothing changed in Yokohama.
And mafia-
Perhaps because he couldn't feel at ease soon after he left, Oda Sasaki still stayed at Mafia and did not mean to go to the secret service department or the detective agency; and Mori Ou's burden was much heavier, because Dazai Maomao threatened him to write a mission report for him, otherwise he would have to force him to be his own direct subordinate...
Hmm.
This seems to be the inspiration provided by me when I coaxed Dazai Cat.
Sorry, Senjun.
The next day.
The housekeeper's arrangement was very thoughtful. Shen Dai Qinghe found some food in the refrigerator for breakfast, expressing his missing of Zhu Fu Jingguang's cooking skills.
His own words can only be said to be ordinary.
It’s not as good as a kitchen blowing, it has nothing to do with stunning.
Speaking of the Fu Jingguang...
A month ago, it was of course intentional to let the other party see Weirren.
Anyway, the French visitor will leave soon, and even if Zhu Fu Jingguang reports it soon, he will "dead without evidence". He can take the opportunity to talk to this undercover colleague, so that the other party can understand how much turmoil the mafia accident will bring to Yokohama, so that the upright police officer will be afraid of it-
No.
Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe moral kidnapping?
Let's weigh the pros and cons.
Adults cannot be as naive as children, and they always have to consider all aspects.
The effect is obvious.
According to Ango Sakaguchi who had a meal through Odasa one day, chef Midorikawa's behavior was normal.
"bite--"
The kitchenware prompt sounds.
After the meal, Kanyo Kiyoshi started roasting egg tarts.
Bake two stoves, and the third stove is in good condition, and it will be done!
As a visit to your neighbor, the snacks you made by yourself are perfect.
Um.
It's afternoon.
The sun and the wind are very comfortable.
Kiyowa Kamiyo knocked on Dr. Agasa's door, ignored the traces left by yesterday's explosion, and gave him a gift for his first visit.
As found in the investigation, Dr. Agasa is a kind-hearted old man. He smiled and took the egg tart. After a few greetings with Kanyo Kiyo, he disappeared from the outside world and wanted to invite him into the house to sit, but he changed his words because he thought of the explosion in the laboratory yesterday.
——The ruins of the yard have not been cleaned up yet, so it is not suitable for entertaining new neighbors.
“By the way.”
Kanyo Kiyoha asked, "How was that kid last night?"
Dr. Agasa: "...what, what?" He smiled guiltily, "I didn't hear it very clearly."
Hey?
Originally, I just asked casually and found something wrong. Kanyo Kiyowa immediately became concerned and gestured: "It's the one who wants to climb the door of the Kudo family's yard. I saw it from the window last night that the child heard the explosion and ran to you."
He outlined a kind expression, "Is the child okay?"
“…”
Dr. Agasa was even more guilty, "This, this..."
The sun is warm and the wind is soft.
Kiyowa Kamiyo stood downstairs at the Maori Detective Office.
Dr. Agasa has too many flaws and logic is filled with pieces of unexpected situations. When Kanyo Kiyoshi got the answer to "The child was taken away by Miss Xiaolan", he was ready to take a trip.
——The residence of childhood sweethearts is always close.
Without egg tarts, Kande Qinghe chose a bunch of expensive ones in the fruit shop and visited them.