How to put on the character of Wen Haozai in front of Buteizai

After saying goodbye to Mr. Kobayashi, who was made desperate by the two of them, Takenzai and Osamu Dazai left the school side by side.

Walking west along the path along the street, holding milk tea, they naturally passed the big tree.

"What is hanging on it?" Osamu Dazai acted like a child who suddenly discovered something interesting, and pointed to the crown of the big tree with great interest.

Those eyes were full of youthful liveliness.

Wu Jingzai also took advantage of the situation and looked up at the direction of his head. He squinted his eyes and kept searching. After about half a minute, he nodded thoughtfully as if he had found the right master.

Then he put his hand on the tree trunk, turned his head to Osamu Dazai and said, "There seems to be something like an ema hanging on it. If you're really interested, I'll take it off and have a look."

"Okay, okay!" Osamu Dazai nodded quickly, and happily agreed.

After hearing this, Butei stepped on the tree trunk, rubbed it a few times to try to find the most suitable angle to strike, and then relied on his good tree climbing experience gained from hanging and hanging for many years, like a monkey to "swipe". " and jumped up the tree.

Next, he stepped his legs on the bifurcation of the tree trunk, and squeezed most of his strength on the trunk of the big tree.

After confirming that the somewhat fragile branches outside would not break due to his own weight, he stretched out his hand and hooked the small thing hidden in the branches and leaves into his hand.

This is the sachet? ? ?

Wu Detective Zai looked at the pink sachet in his hand suspiciously, and then, driven by curiosity, he opened the sachet on the spot.

There was nothing inside except a simple piece of white paper with a few words written on it.

Looking at the sachet in his hand, Wu Zhenzai frowned and began to read the writing on the white paper.

Sorry, sorry, really, really sorry! ! !

I didn't expect it to happen, and if I knew it, it wouldn't have happened...

The things written on that piece of paper are very chaotic, it can be seen that they were created under the turmoil of the mind, but why are things like this deliberately hung on the tree?

If it is used to pray for blessings or get rid of all troubles, at least the paper with clean writing should be used. Now it seems a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, apart from the messy handwriting on this paper, there are also some dried water stains that look a bit like tears.

Wu Jingzai couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it, he frowned and thought for a while, and then he planned to stuff the note back into the sachet.

At this moment, maybe it was an illusion—a few wisps of faint fragrance suddenly poured into his nostrils.

Wu Detective Zai subconsciously wanted to find out the smell, so he put the sachet to his nose and took a deep breath...

How is this going?

Could it be that I was drugged when I was not paying attention?

A drowsy feeling rushed into Wu Zhenzai's mind, his eyes were half closed... Finally, he couldn't resist the strong medicinal properties, and fell into the darkness all of a sudden.

When Wu Jingzai lost consciousness, the relaxed muscles naturally couldn't continue to support his current difficult movements, so he fell from the top of the tree trunk with a "slap".

Dazai Osamu, who was happily sucking milk tea below, hadn't realized what happened, when he saw Butei Zai fall firmly to the floor in front of him.

Perhaps it was because of years of death that he had a slightly stronger body than ordinary people. Even though he fell very badly this time, there was no blood flow, but his head that was in direct contact with the ground had a Big bag.

People have to wonder whether this decline will damage the IQ.

"Dazai? Dazai!" Osamu Dazai quickly ran in front of Buteizai, squatted down and checked the opponent's body with great concern, and tried to shake Buteizai awake after finding no trauma.

After a few movements, he found that Wu Jingzai was still in a coma. He gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed the number of the hospital.

The mobile phone beeped a few times, and then someone answered the phone, and a gentle female voice came from the phone, "Hello, what is your need for calling?"

"It's like this. Now we are on the street on the right side of the gate of Yangquan Primary School. When we passed by just now, we saw something like an ema hanging on a tree..."

"My brother climbed up the tree out of curiosity, but after he got the thing, he suddenly fell into a coma for some reason, and then fell directly from the tree."

"Now there is a big bump on his head, but the problem is that even after such a movement, he still hasn't woken up. Even if I keep shaking him or calling his name, he still doesn't seem to wake up."

"Generally, our side has already understood, do we need to arrange an ambulance?" Compared with Dazai Osamu's slightly flustered voice now, the female voice on the other end of the phone is very calm.

Osamu Dazai nodded quickly, and then found that the actions he made here could not be directly seen by the people in the hospital through the phone between the two of them.

So he scratched his head in embarrassment, and thanked in a very excited tone: "Yes, I need the help of an ambulance, and that would be the best!"

"Then can you tell me your current address in detail?" The medical staff on the other side of the phone added: "We need a more specific location. Just knowing which street is not enough."

After hearing this, Osamu Dazai kept observing the surrounding environment, then his eyes lit up, holding his mobile phone and said: "There is a 'wisteria house' directly opposite where I am standing now, this should be used as a Position it?"

"Opposite the Wisteria House on the street where Yangquan Elementary School is located..."

The medical staff repeated it, and then the sound of "da da da" came out through the mobile phone when the keyboard was typed, and then the other party comforted in a gentle tone: "We have successfully entered the location, you can wait there for a while The ambulance from the hospital will be here soon."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you very much!" Dazai Osamu's voice continued to pass through the phone.

Faced with such words, the medical staff politely said in a familiar tone: "It's nothing, this is our duty, please rest assured and wait there for a while, everything will be fine."

After they said a few words like this, Osamu Dazai silently hung up the phone and waited for the ambulance to arrive.

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About ten minutes later, the ambulance from the hospital arrived.

The staff members in white coats got out of the car one by one, confirmed with Dazai Osamu that the other party was the caller who called the hospital before, and then put Butei who was still in a coma on a stretcher, and Dazai Osamu was also very conscious Sexually got into the car together.

"Did the patient do any special movements before coma?"

Two or three medical staff surrounded Wu Zhenzai and began to check with instruments, and another medical staff walked up to Dazai and asked in a low voice.

Osamu Dazai glanced at Buteizai worriedly, and then took out the sachet and the paper inside the sachet from his pocket.

After handing these two things to the medical staff, he scratched his head and said, "Dazai climbed the tree just for these two things. After he went up, he seemed to find something wrong, so he put this thing next to his nose and sucked it." For a while, and then fell into a coma until now."

The medical staff took the sachet, observed it carefully, and then stared at Osamu Dazai with indescribable eyes.

This thing, although it is a bit confusing, it still looks a bit elegant...

It looks like a girl thing!

Aren't these two people really the kind of pervert who stole something from a girl's house and then got sucked back? !

The eyes of the medical staff at this moment are still very recognizable, at least for Osamu Dazai—after all, the vaguely disgusting feeling when looking at hooligans and perverts is different from the look of other ordinary people of.

"Doctor, don't get me wrong..."

Osamu Dazai sighed tiredly, and then pointed to the faces of himself and Takenzai, "Do you think we can't find a beautiful girlfriend based on the looks of our two brothers?"

Then he took out a few black cards from his pocket and quickly flashed them in front of the doctor, "And even if we are really not good-looking, if we have this thing in hand, there will be no shortage of girls who throw themselves into our arms." kid?"

"What's more, like now, face value and beauty coexist, and talent and money are the same color?!"

When he said this, Osamu Dazai touched his face cherishingly, showing a rather narcissistic look.

Although Dazai Osamu's explanation is a bit crazy, but I have to say that what he said is very reasonable. At least the medical staff immediately nodded after observing the brother's face, which is an admission of the other party's beauty. coming power.

I have to say that with such a face, there is really no shortage of girls to pursue.

"However, some girls can't be won simply because of their beauty or money~" After this conversation, I saw Osamu Dazai's own sense of humor, and felt that the other party was not the kind of doctor who couldn't take a joke. The staff teased with a slight smile.

Regarding such a statement, Osamu Dazai, who saw that the other party was just arguing, glanced at the medical staff from the corner of his eye, and then sent a lore, "Is there anyone in this world who understands each other better than we do?" ?"

"So instead of trying to find someone who might not be as good-looking as us, as talented as we are, or as rich as we are, it would be better if the two of us just partnered up and lived alone..."

After saying such words, Osamu Dazai watched Buteizai silently, his eyes filled with deep and complicated emotions.

Seeing Osamu Dazai like this, and Buteizai subconsciously grabbing his opponent's left hand even in a coma, the medical staff shrank silently.

It turned out to be such a relationship...

Society, society!

The author has something to say: So the persecution may be late, but it will never disappear.

Let us express our sorrow for the doctor who simply came to save someone, but ended up with broken views, and was forced to feed a mouthful of dog food.

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