Osamu Dazai never took his eyes off the photo, which means that we still have to get the postcard back before the illegal organization reacts to eliminate the defecting members?
That's right.Kunikida Dubu rubbed his temples with a headache, the problem is that this person disappeared on the day he came back from the undercover delivery, and now I don't know if he was killed and didn't listen to Kunikida Dubu's muttering, Osamu Dazai held his chin and asked without raising his head: When did he disappear?
Two days ago, to be exact, it was two days and eight hours, that is, Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, flicked the photo in his hand and said: I know where he is.Wait, what do you say?
Kunikida's neck was stiff like a machine in disrepair, and a clicking sound seemed to be heard when it turned.Osamu Dazai pinched the photo and shook it in front of Kunikita Dubu, Yuya got up leisurely, patted him on the shoulder, walked and walked, and said as he walked, hurry up, if you go late, the consequences will be very serious.Kunikida Dubu: Ha ???
When he arrived at the intersection, it happened to be a red light, and Kunikida slowly stopped the car and glanced at his partner who was holding a traffic route map while waiting.You're saying he's holding a gallery ticket?
I've been to that gallery before, so I thought of it for the first time~ Kunikida said alone: I can't see that you still like to go to the gallery.Hmph, you don't know, do you?
Osamu Dazai said proudly, I should have known because a beautiful lady I knew before was working there.The corners of Kunikida Dubu's mouth twitched a few times, and he quickly interrupted him: No one wants to hear how you harass women!
It's too sad to say it's harassment, isn't it?
Now it's work!
You give me a serious point!
Okay, okay, Osamu Dazai shrugged and folded the traffic route map and put it aside.It's just a ticket, how can you guarantee that guy will show up in the gallery?
Didn't Kuniki Tianjun say it before?
Well?
said that he had a lot of small actions in private, and he was suspected of having the possibility of breaking away from the organization.That's right, but doesn't he know that illegal organizations are not public places, and he doesn't enter and exit whenever he wants?
Kunikida was stunned, so he took the postcard to find a way out for himself?
But the other party is not a good product, right?
What options do people in the whirlpool have?
Maybe it was the only straw he could grasp?
Osamu Dazai said with a smirk.Kunikida thought about it alone, it is true that this is true, but they should not dwell on this issue now.The green light turned on, and the car carrying the two men of the armed detective agency started to set off again.As for why I'm sure he's going to the gallery, well, let's put it this way.If I had in my hand a video of Kunikida-kun drunken loudly singing the praises of the ideal, would you do everything you could to get it back from me?
Kunikida couldn't help but complain: What a bad metaphor this is.However, he still answered Osamu Dazai's question: I definitely want to get it back.Osamu Dazai: If I were to propose an exchange of benefits without considering the content of the transaction, what kind of place would you choose as the place of the transaction?
Of course, there was no one else present, huh?
This ensures privacy, but how can I be sure that you won't take someone to ambush me, kill me, and snatch the video directly?
Or if the deal doesn't work out, you will kill me in anger?
Kunikida frowned, apparently aware of the problem.He followed Osamu Dazai's train of thought and began to analyze in depth, so it turned out that a completely closed place would not work, so I chose the gallery.Even though it is a public place, due to the purchase of tickets, non-events, and holidays, the gallery does not receive many visitors, but if I am careful, I can even grasp the information of every guest who enters and leaves the gallery.Bingo~ Kunikida Dubu did not relax because he got this answer, on the contrary, his brow furrowed even tighter.However, the person who deals with Ryohei Mido will not necessarily abide by the agreement between them, and it is very likely that he will do it directly on Ryohei Mido's way to the gallery!
That's not right.Osamu Dazai has the opposite idea, if it were me, in order to ensure my personal safety before the official transaction, I would threaten the other party Dazai's death, and your secret will be made public.If that guy was a little smarter, it wouldn't be hard to think of that.Kunikida Dubo: In other words, I will at least make sure that the other party does not leave a backup after the transaction is over, and then I will feel comfortable to do it.Osamu Dazai: That's right.In addition, since Mido Ryohei wanted to use the crowd to cover himself, he would not choose to drive or taxi to and from the gallery, which happens to have a bus stop nearby, but the subway entrance is far away.Kunikida looked relieved, so we just had to wait at the bus stop near the gallery.Osamu Dazai rested his elbow on the car door, looked out the window with his cheeks propped up, and said calmly: If there is no accident on the way.But that shouldn't be a possibility.Kunikida has a faint sense of foreboding, what does this mean?
Hey?
Kunikida-kun forgot?
Sando Ryohei is a guy who is preparing to defect to an illegal organization, how can you forget about the illegal organization that cleaned up the traitors?
Kunikida is like a heavy blow.He, an extremely intelligent partner who knew the ugliness of human nature, said in a harmless, soft tone as always: If I guessed correctly, that secret document contained the evidence of the politician's guilt that was specially collected by the illegal organization, which could manipulate the other party and prevent the other party from retaliating.Unlike politicians who are pinched, they don't have any scruples, so they will definitely do it when Ryohei Mido has just arrived at the gallery station, and the momentum will never be small.Because this is not only a punishment for traitors, but also a deterrent, and of course a warning to politicians.Kunikida said in a difficult voice: So you said that if you go late, the consequences will be serious, which means that those guys are very likely to attack the people in the whole bus.Chapter 3 Suspect Ichijoji Shu (3) turns his gaze back to the bus.As soon as I heard that a passenger's wallet had been stolen, the already crowded carriage instantly became noisy like a frying pan.The passenger whose wallet was stolen was not far from a temple cultivator, and there were probably two or three people apart, so a temple cultivator saw the appearance of the passenger as soon as he looked up.It was a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and black eyes, and his mental state did not seem to be very good.He was wearing a brown leather jacket and a black peaked cap, and he looked a little dirty, and he didn't know how many days he had been wearing it.The carriage was so crowded that it was extremely difficult to even turn around, and the person who could steal his wallet without knowing it would naturally not be too far away from him.So the passenger locked the person who stole his wallet around.Did you steal my wallet?
Yes?!
The man's mood was quite unstable, or rather like a cannon battle lit on fire, very irritable, and he casually grabbed the office worker standing in front of him and began to lose his temper.No one expected that this person would suddenly attack, and the office worker who was buttoned off by a thief's hat inevitably stumbled when he spoke: What, what?
I don't!
Ha?
What do you stutter without you?
Isn't it a lack of heart!
The office worker was very annoyed and felt that this person was an unreasonable scoundrel.But he can't help but defend himself, if I inexplicably say that you are a thief who stole the wallet, don't you panic?!
Panic?
Do you admit that you have a weak heart?
Why are you so vexatious?!
Originally, the man's wallet was stolen, and the other passengers wanted to help him catch the thief together, but after this scene, everyone frowned.A few passengers also spoke for the office worker: let him go, if you don't have evidence, don't mess around!
That's it!
Ichijo Sishu glanced at the farce over there, yawned with interest, turned his head and went back to sleep.But what he didn't notice was that the satchel he had forgotten to zip up revealed a palm-sized opening because of the action he had just turned around.Just as everyone's attention was attracted by the passenger's commotion, a hand quietly reached out and stuffed a dusty purse into a satchel that the temple had placed on his lap.However, a temple repair's satchel also contained a sketchbook, and after the wallet was stuffed in, it was stuck, and the position was a little awkward.The thief didn't dare to use his strength, for fear that the action would be too big and wake up a dozing temple cultivator, if he caught him red-handed, wouldn't it be over?
So he let the purse get stuck there, and quickly withdrew his hand.After a noisy inspection, none of the surrounding passengers found his wallet.No way!
No way!
How could it not be?!
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The man stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, panting like a cow, and it was obvious that something was wrong with him.Even though the car was already very crowded, the people around him still subconsciously moved away from him, for fear that this guy would hit people violently.Just when everyone couldn't help but start to suspect that this guy was deliberately finding fault, the man suddenly saw a temple repair's satchel from the gap left by everyone, and naturally found the wallet stuck in the zipper gap.It turned out to be you!
In a fit of rage, he pushed aside the passengers in the middle, squeezed in front of a temple cultivator, grabbed the wallet that was clipped to the mouth of the satchel, and then directly picked up the person sitting in the seat.You bastard!
Huh?
No, it wasn't the short man he was picking up, he looked flustered, apparently still unsure what the situation was.Isn't that right?
Why did he get caught by this guy?
The short man was a little dazed in surprise, and he couldn't understand why the guy who had just squeezed next to a temple cultivator appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.The thief was distracted in front of him, and the passengers who retrieved their wallets were even more angry.But now was not the time to be angry, to make sure that the unclean man had not carried the thing away, and he threw the thief back to his seat with a thud, nervously checking the contents of his wallet.Of course, he didn't take out the contents of his wallet in a big way for others to see.After quickly confirming that the peacock postmark was still in its place, he was visibly relieved.He tucked his wallet into the inner pocket of his leather jacket and began to attack the thief.You guy, don't try to pretend to be stupid!
The thief was stunned by him before, and suddenly realized that the person who was transferred was not the passenger whose wallet was stolen by him, but himself!
Because he sat in this position before, he was obviously a temple cultivator!
He subconsciously looked at the place where he was standing just now, and found that a temple correction had unhurriedly zipped up his satchel, and yawned lazily, before reaching out and grabbing the ring in front of him.The passengers around him looked at him with no doubt or surprise on their faces, only indifference and disgust towards the thief, as if the momentary transposition was just his delusion, and he should have been in this place in the first place!
What kind of paranormal event is this?!
A chill rushed up from the soles of his feet, and he shivered with cold, and his face was whiter than the painted walls.Everyone only thought that he was frightened by being caught, but instead of sympathizing at all, they secretly said that they deserved it, and did not care about his abnormality.A temple cultivator casually brushed the bangs that were somewhat obstructing his vision with his free hand, and thought casually: I have repaired my hair.So the hair was played, and before I knew it, the thick bangs were thinned, although they were still a little long, but at least the eyes were exposed."
Xiu always likes to hide his eyes, why?""
Huh?
Because a lot of people think it's scary?""
Huh?
Isn't it?"
A temple cultivator's eyes are a light gold, as clear as pure gemstones, so clean that they are not mixed with the slightest joy, anger and sorrow that belong to people.Before he knew how to restrain himself, he was compared to a blood-drinking beast because of these eyes, claiming that just looking at each other can make people feel creepy, shudder, and even stop children from crying at night.Later, he met some people and experienced some things, so he learned to hide his edges and corners, cover his eyes with long bangs, and put on a mask when he went out, so that he was an ordinary person who couldn't be found on the street, of course, this is what he thought of himself.Now twenty-two years old, he does not say that he has been through wind and frost for a long time, but he is also well-informed and has experienced the warmth and coldness of people.Those eyes were no longer aggressive, calm and unwavering, like a mirror that could clearly reflect the various aspects of human nature.When he squinted over, he was like a god from high in the sky looking down on the earth, and in his eyes, there was no difference between man and ants, from algae, and from floating dust.When he met those eyes, the thief breathed suddenly.At that moment, he felt as if the air around him had been pumped clean, and he was like a fish out of water, unable to breathe even if he desperately opened his mouth wide.Ichijo Temple Cultivator took the lead in diverting his gaze.Look, that's how most people react, and only the guy who is naturally stupid will think his eyes are good-looking.He yawned again.The thief came back to his senses, reacted and began to gulp and greedily breathe in the turbid air inside the car.His face was like gold paper, trembling like chaff, and he even unconsciously retreated vigorously, but behind him was the wall of the car, how could he have room to retreat and dodge?
After a while, the thief's trembling body gradually stopped.He blinked his eyes slowly, the memory files in his brain were overwritten by new files, and he was the one who sat in this seat from beginning to end, and there was nothing related to a temple practice.He looked at the man in front of him who was scolding him, and felt remorseful in his heart.Don't get me wrong, he wasn't regretting stealing this man's wallet, but wondering why he didn't quickly transfer the incriminating evidence and find a scapegoat for himself.The farce of the stolen wallet seems to have come to an end, and the passengers who watched the excitement retracted their gaze after a while, and muttered together: It's good to find it, otherwise this madman will stop people from getting off the bus later, and what should I do if I am late for work.That said, at the same time, the man who had left his seat and squeezed to the side of the car door also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.He had been following the incident for a long time.When he saw that the guy involved was his target, Sando Ryohei, he became nervous.Fortunately, it was corrected again before things went off the rails, and his high heart finally fell to the ground safely.