Osamu Dazai came over and said to him: Oops, it's the mailbox of the detective agency, and there is news about the information I asked them to check before.Not at the same time as I expected.Ichijo Temple Xiu was silent for less than half a second, and then he thought of something, turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, and said faintly: So you said that the thing that needs my help is to receive news from the detective agency?
It turned out that he was just a signal receiver???
Osamu Dazai didn't seem to hear the crisis implied in this sentence, and with a smile, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of a temple cultivator, and said: "It's really a great help, otherwise there is no communication signal in this deep mountain and old forest, and I don't know what to do."
Immediately after, he also said solemnly: It's good that you are here.Ichijoji Shu: He waved away Osamu Dazai's hand on his head, threw the phone into the latter's arms, and silently moved to the side, holding his back to Osamu Dazai again, facing the wall and thinking about life.Osamu Dazai looked at his slightly reddened ears in surprise, prolonged his voice, and said in his customary, coquettish tone: Xiu, as soon as I touched your phone, there was no signal.You're so annoying.Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together and made a gesture of please, please, if you don't fix it, this case won't be able to go on at all.Who would believe it, a temple cultivator muttered like this, and at the same time silently moved back, making an emotionless signal receiving device.Chapter 57 The Actor and the Agent (11) In the middle of the night.The camp was silent, except for the rustle of leaves and insects as the wind blew, interspersed with a few snores coming from the tents.The temperature in the mountains was very low, and the tents were stretched tightly one by one, and the people who slept in them wrapped their sleeping bags tightly, and some even buried half of their faces in them.After a tiring day, everyone slept deeply, even if the people next to them snored loudly, they didn't mean to wake up halfway.At this time, a soft, intermittent zipper sounded suddenly.The zipper door of a tent was slowly pulled out of a gap that wasn't too long.After a while, a head crept out of the opening of the zippered door.It turned out to be Tachimatsu.There was not the slightest drowsiness on his face, and after poking his head out of the tent, he cautiously looked back and forth around the camp, and it did not look like he was getting up at night to go to the toilet, but as if he was preparing to do something bad.After checking that there were no abnormalities in the camp, Tachimatsu retracted into the tent, closed the zipper door casually, and lay back on the camp bed.Then, a strange thing happened.In just two or three seconds, Lisong's chest no longer heaved, and his breathing and heart stopped together, as if he was dead.At the same time, in Mr.
Tachimatsu's body, a translucent figure sat up!
The man got up and walked straight through the tent and out without hindrance.In the faint moonlight, it can be observed that this ghost-like figure finally reveals his true face.The man had half-length shawl hair, was not tall, and had a slender build, and he thought he was a girl just by looking at his back.However, this man is a man, a man with mediocre facial features and an unremarkable appearance.Like a thief, he was vigilant as he hurried to the tent where the detective agency duo was.The ghostly disembodied figure easily passed through the grass, trees, rocks, etc., without making the slightest sound.After a while, he came to the tent where the detective agency duo were.He didn't hesitate to dive in.The detective agency duo were assigned a single tent with limited space, so the two sleeping bags were placed side by side, close to each other.Osamu Dazai had a wound on his face, so he did not sleep on his side, but lay on his back.The monastery next to him was sleeping on his side, with his back to him.The tent was dimly lit without a light source, but the translucent figure was unaffected by the light, and he quickly identified which of the two was his target.He looked at a temple cultivator lying on his side, like a vicious dog that had finally loosened its chain after being hungry for a long time, his eyes were red and he pounced impatiently!
However, the moment he touched a temple cultivator, he felt that his wrist was grabbed by someone!
At the moment when the other party grabbed him, the picture in front of him was like snow under the scorching sun, quickly dissolving, revealing his true face.He was still stunned why he was in this state, and when he was able to be touched, an indecent voice sounded: Oh, this big night, I thought it would be the beautiful young lady who attacked me at night, but it turned out to be a man.When I looked closely, I was supposed to be sleeping in the position of a temple cultivator, but it turned over and turned over, it was Osamu Dazai!
And at this moment, the person who grabbed his wrist was also that guy.Before the shawl-haired man could react, Osamu Dazai twisted his arm neatly and pressed the person to the ground.The pain in his arm and then his chin forced the shawl-haired man back to his senses, and he struggled and writhed in horror, trying to break free from his shackles, but his resistance was fruitless.Osamu Dazai used his skill, and he also pressed him with the weight of his body, and the other party naturally couldn't even turn over.However, it was impossible for him to maintain the same posture all the time, so he said to a silent temple cultivator next to him: Xiu, give me a rope.A temple cultivator stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air, and an ordinary-looking rope appeared in his hand.At the same time, he also took out a small night reading lamp, and the light instantly illuminated the small tent.When the shawl-haired man heard Osamu Dazai say that he was going to tie him with a rope, his eyes rolled around a few times, and before he knew it, the strength of his resistance gradually decreased.Osamu Dazai naturally noticed the change in him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said in a brisk tone: Oh, are you thinking that ordinary ropes can't bind you?
The shawl-haired man's eyes widened and his neck turned, but he could only see the corners of Osamu Dazai's clothes.Osamu Dazai tied him up with a rope and said leisurely: How can you take it for granted that we will use ordinary ropes?
The shawl-haired man glared at a pair of eyes with great anger, and his fierce appearance made people suspect that his eyes would come out of his eyes in the next second.When the rope came into contact with the shawl-haired man, the color was half-faded, and it became as translucent as him.Then, under the operation of Osamu Dazai, the rope tied up the shawl-haired man who gritted his teeth.Okay, so that's fine.Osamu Dazai clapped his hands, and subconsciously leaned back and was pressed against a finger.Well?
When he looked back, a temple cultivator withdrew his hand expressionlessly, pointed to the tent they were in, and said in disgust: If you squeeze over again, we may have to meet the people in the other tent.Osamu Dazai held his chin and sighed, saying, "It's really a small place."
However, there was a lot of movement in and out of the tent, otherwise his gaze turned faintly to the shawl-haired man who had fallen to the ground.The latter couldn't help but be thrilled by his eyes, and a bad feeling came to his mind.Soon, his premonition came true.Osamu Dazai kicked him unceremoniously and kicked him straight out of the tent.The shawl-haired man let out a scream, rolled around a few times, and walked through the tent without obstacles.Until in the end, only one head remained in it.It's kind of scary to look at.Osamu Dazai nodded with satisfaction and said to Ichijoji Shu: Is this okay?
Ichijo Temple Xiu looked at the lonely head and said indescribably: It looks a little weird.Osamu Dazai: I'm going to just be there, and after the question, we're going to stuff him into the body of the cricket that just crawled into our tent.What did you say?!
The shawl-haired man suddenly let out a frightened scream, his voice so sharp that it seemed to pierce a person's eardrum.Ichijoji Shushu stretched out his hands to cover his ears and glared at Osamu Dazai very dissatisfied, as if to say if you can stop scaring him.Osamu Dazai spread his hands very innocently, I didn't scare him, I really planned to do it.The shawl-haired man looked like he was about to faint.Osamu Dazai turned his gaze to the frightened shawl-haired man, the corners of his mouth slowly curled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.Huh?
Insects can jump and jump, why do you still dislike it?
What do you have to fault with those victims who were robbed of their bodies by you for no reason and died in the world?
As he spoke, Osamu Dazai pulled out a stack of photos from the satchel next to him and threw them straight in front of the shawl-haired man, a few of which were scattered over his translucent head.The shawl-haired man's gaze swept away, and when he saw the contents of the photo, he seemed to be greatly frightened, and his body struggled and squirmed, desperately trying to shrink back.But before he could retreat far, he felt as if his body had been filled with lead, so heavy that it was difficult to move his little fingers.A temple cultivator who hid his merits and fame yawned.The man's face turned red with anxiety when he found that he couldn't move.When Osamu Dazai saw it, he looked very puzzled and said, "Huh?
Why do you avoid them now?
Don't you still like to collect their names and post them at home like stamp collectors??!
The man's shocked expression seemed to tell him how do you know.If people don't know, they can't do it unless they do.Since you have done such a thing, you must naturally have the consciousness of being discovered and caught, right?
Osamu Dazai's gaze turned away from him and at the pictures on the ground.The photos are all good-looking young men who should have busy but fulfilling jobs, few but caring friends, and wonderful or ordinary lives, but all of them were taken away by a shameless person.Two years, thirty-one people, changing bodies is just as fun as changing clothes, right?
The man did not answer, and fell to the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably, and a rough gasp in his throat.Osamu Dazai didn't care about his reaction at all, and took out another document from his satchel.At first, I was thinking, what does the date 0417 mean to you?
Your own birthday?
Or is it the birthday of a loved one, an idol, or someone you love?
Or is it a special anniversary for you?
The second one is unlikely, because you love yourself more than others, so you don't choose a date related to someone else as an important password.And I prefer a special anniversary to a mediocre birthday than the first one.What special anniversary would you care more about than your birthday?
Osamu Dazai's eyes were heavy, the corners of his mouth were half-raised, and he said meaningfully: Of course, it is a heavy birthday for you to be reborn, get rid of the past, and start a new life, and it is also your death day.Am I right?
Mr.
Yamato?
Osamu Dazai threw the document in his hand in front of the man.It was a character profile of a man named Katsuro Yamato.His ID photo was posted in the upper left corner of the information, and the person in the photo was exactly the same as the shawl-haired man who fell in front of the detective agency, and even the position of the small mole on his face did not change.At the end of that information, the font is bold and indicates: Character Status: Death; Time of death: April 17, xxxx; Cause of death: acute myocardial infarction.Katsuro Yamato, who was originally emotional, suddenly calmed down after seeing that information.His eyes fell on the document, and he was silent for a long time, and asked: How did you find these?
It's very simple, just follow the vine and touch the melon.Osamu Dazai said lightly.Of the 31 victims, only the first victim, Kenzaburo Kuroshima, did not register his death in the family register.In other words, this person is still alive in society, so his property is kept, and the house where Katsuro Yamato enters and exits freely still bears Kuroshima's surname.Osamu Dazai cares about the sole survivor so much that he asks the detective agency to check his relationships.Then the detective agency and others found out in the investigation that Kenzaburo Kuroshima has an almost inseparable friend, they grew up in the same orphanage, studied in the same elementary, middle school, and high school, and were admitted to universities in the same city, and still work in the same city after graduation.But a few years after graduation, his friend died of acute myocardial infarction on April 17.And this friend's name is Katsuro Yamato.Chapter 58 Actor and agent (12) Katsuro Yamato has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and his personality is introverted, and he doesn't dare to speak up when he is bullied in front of those big children in the orphanage.Those big kids snatched his snacks and toys, didn't play with him, and caught all kinds of bugs to scare him, and it was during that time that Katsuro Yamato had a huge psychological shadow on the bugs, so much so that he couldn't face them calmly until now.Once when Katsuro Yamato was being bullied, he happened to be bumped into by Kenzaburo Kuroshima, who pretended to call the dean's mother, scared away the group of older children, and relieved Katsuro Yamato.After that, he had a small tail on the back of his butt.When I was in junior high school, our class prepared a stage play for the school festival.For fun, everyone draws lots to decide their division of labor, no matter who they are or what role they are drawn, they can't complain or exchange.His luck was good, and he drew the male protagonist at once, and when I said this, Katsuro Yamato's expression became extremely complicated.Drew the heroine.Katsuro Yamato held the sign representing the heroine in his hand and felt very embarrassed.On the contrary to him, he drew the male protagonist all of a sudden, not some strange role, Kenzaburo Kuroshima was in a good mood, patted him on the shoulder and comforted: Don't be afraid, who dares to laugh at you and I beat him!
And maybe if you put on a skirt and makeup, you'll be even more beautiful than the girls in our class!
Katsuro Yamato thought he was making fun of himself and was so angry that he punched him in the stomach.Of course, they were soon reconciled again.On the day of the makeup try-on, Katsuro Yamato unexpectedly found that he was not as repulsive as he imagined the small skirt.He put on the heroine's performance costume, and the girls in Ren's class put on makeup for him, and when he finally saw himself in the dressing mirror, he was stunned directly.It just so happened that Kenzaburo Kuroshima passed by behind him, saw him in a daze in the mirror, and was stunned for a while before he recognized him with the help of the heroine's costume.After being surprised, Kenzaburo Kuroshima gave him a thumbs up directly, and said with a smile: Look at what I said, when you dress up, you are really more beautiful than the girls in our class!
Hearing this, Katsuro Yamato's heart suddenly pounded extremely fast.For a moment, he had an inexplicable thought: how nice it would be if he was really a girl, and after that, he unconsciously paid attention to the girls around him.During the time when they talked about topics, clothing, accessories, tone of speech, small movements, etc., Kenzaburo Kuroshima even thought that he liked a girl, and encouraged him to confess.Katsuro Yamato didn't dare to tell him the truth, so he found a few excuses to fool him.