[Wen Ye] Hell changes

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was finally discovered.However, it is not quite accurate to describe it with the word discovery, it can only be said to be suspected.

One day, Ryunosuke Akutagawa made a call to Ranpo Edogawa about two weeks after the port mafia helped the armed detective agency.Unexpectedly, Edogawa Ranpo's voice was not heard immediately after the call was made.According to their rules, the password must be exchanged within five seconds after the call is connected, otherwise the situation must change and the contact must be cut off immediately.After Ryunosuke Akutagawa waited there for four seconds, a hoarse grunt came from the other end of the phone, and he couldn't make out what he was saying.He hung up the phone without hesitation.You can locate the location of the other party if you talk for more than 2 minutes, but 2 minutes can be regarded as an insurance number, an estimate of the bottom line, so for absolute safety, he and Edogawa Ranpo shortened the reaction time. within ten seconds.

He quickly understood a fact: I was exposed, or I was suspected.

Where did it go wrong?Will I live long enough to realize what's wrong?Akutagawa Ryunosuke closed his eyes.How long has it been since he closed his eyes last time? He doesn't quite remember clearly.It's ridiculous to say that the more dangerous it is, the more I feel that the day of liberation is near, and my mood gradually begins to calm down.After he closed his eyes, he couldn't see anything, but due to exhaustion and overuse of his brain, a group of grotesque spots and patterns with irrational lines quickly appeared in front of his eyes.However, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the opening movement was very powerful. Anyone who saw it felt that the eyes were full of determination and awareness.Those patterns that have just been vividly revealed suddenly disappear, and all that can be seen is the cloudy sky outside the window.

No, I can't just accept my fate like this, and I can't immediately conclude that there will be no help. I must first confirm whether Mr. Ranpo and the others are safe, and then try my best to arrange a retreat for those related to me, and keep as much as I can.As if a thunderbolt with flickering sparks passed through the middle of the brain, Ryunosuke Akutagawa picked up the pen and paper again, and reopened the document.He didn't stop until the supernatural special forces in familiar uniforms approached him, working until the last second.

"Mr. Fudi asked to see you." "Yes, I understand." His hands were handcuffed, and everything in his clothes was searched.After confirming that Ryunosuke Akutagawa had nothing but white unlined clothing and black trousers, they injected him with muscle relaxants and anesthesia.One second before he passed out of the coma, what Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought was that the needle tube was so thin that it seemed to hurt a little when it penetrated into the blood vessel.

When he woke up again, Akutagawa Ryunosuke smelled a greasy and damp smell, and was soon stimulated by this smell to wake up a lot.His respiratory tract is more fragile than ordinary people, and once this pungent smell is inhaled into his lung lobes, the discomfort it will bring to him is self-evident.The wheelchair was gone, and he was now without any ability to move, just sitting on his knees on the ground, sniffing the air that was killing his lungs.Sitting on his knees, it seemed like this, only then did he realize that his hands were handcuffed.The lock was hung on the wall, and he was sitting on the clean floor.Perhaps the effect of the medicine has not completely dissipated, and now his sense of touch is still weak, otherwise, he would not have realized that he was kneeling, or sitting and leaning against the wall.

There is a porcelain white table in front of it, the table is covered with tablecloths with rich patterns, and the chairs are all brand new.If it weren't for the fact that there was a real person being handcuffed directly opposite it, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a high-end restaurant setting.The person sitting there was Fukuji Sakurachi, who grinned at Akutagawa: "Do you feel okay?" Akutagawa didn't answer him, and he wasn't annoyed. "Don't worry, I'll let you meet your old friend right away." He stood up and wiped his palms, "You have been working hard, diligently, and never complained. I am very touched, but I don't know what gift to give you , so I can only contact my former friends for you, hoping to improve your lonely working environment."

The door also happened to be opened, and the lamps on the ceiling suddenly lit up.A small group of people walked in in an orderly manner, and the person walking in the front, which was beyond Akutagawa's expectations, was actually his former colleague Michizaru Tachihara in the port mafia.The moment he saw Tachihara Michizo, Akutagawa's still hazy consciousness became fully awake.

He wanted to understand what was going on with all this, and he also wanted to understand why the Armed Detective Agency had been sheltered by the port mafia, yet he still exposed himself.Now think about it carefully, since he can be a spy, the Hound can also send people to be spies.None of this could be explained without the presence of moles in the port mafia.But now it seems that it is clear at a glance who this traitor is.

However, what can he say against Li Yuandao?Is it blame, or resentment, or indifference?After all, he never took the time to understand his former companions. He didn't know whether Michizao Tachihara was a hunting dog from the beginning, or he betrayed him after accepting bribes halfway. Life experience, what kind of life experience.Now that he was stabbed in the back, to some extent he hurt himself.Thinking of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's violent reaction just now faded away, leaving only a neutral look in Michizo Tachihara's eyes.

Liyuan Michizao pressed his hat brim, opened his mouth to say something, but never uttered a syllable, repeated the same mistakes several times, and finally just sighed, gave up communicating with him, and silently retreated to the side.

"Oh, I thought your relationship should be pretty good, but it turned out to be pretty mediocre." Fukuchi Sakura shook her head and shrugged.

"I have no friends." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said hoarsely.His tone was very flat, without any waves.

Tachihara Michizao glanced at him and frowned, as if hesitating for something.

"Really? But we have investigated a lot of people here, and they seem to have a lot to do with you, for example... Osamu Dazai?"

Akutagawa shook his head feebly.

"Central Plains Central?"

Still shaking his head.

"That's weird, since you don't have any friends in the Port Mafia, no family... Do you have any family?"

He didn't answer.

"It's undeniable. You don't have any friends or family members in that organization. Why do you contact them to fight against our hounds?"

"I never betrayed."

"So it's our spies who reported false reports, and we have wronged you? You have no contact with the port mafia at all, is it right?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's see how long you can keep your mouth shut."

He smiled frequently and nodded, took a deep breath, and after walking around the table for a few times, he suddenly looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa, with unexpected reluctance in his eyes: "Akutagawa, to be honest, I like you very much. Whoever betrays me is not as sad as you betraying me. I have never longed for anyone as much as I long for you. The first time I saw you, I thought, you are really qualified, I want to use All the rest of my life to guide you to become the best fighter."

Akutagawa hesitated to speak, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he looked at Fukuchi Sakurachi and met the latter's eyes.At that time, Akutagawa was a little suspicious.Are the emotions in Fukuji Sakura's idiot eyes real, or staged?The shaking tears, the haze that symbolizes the dull pain in the heart, is he a confession that spares no effort, or is it a means that comes when he is called?

"If it weren't for your physical illness, I would have taught you with all my strength, and even taught you all my life's fighting skills. Have you seen this knife? It is very beautiful and very imposing, isn't it? I once thought that one day, this old bone of mine is about to return to my hometown, and I must write the words "this knife belongs to Ryunosuke Akutagawa" in my will... But you betrayed me, You have failed my trust and expectations, haven’t you?”

"I never betrayed." Akutagawa repeated.

"Li Yuan grew up with our hounds since he was a child. He is definitely one of the best spies for the hounds. When he was 12 years old, we began to prepare for him to sneak into the port mafia. Why, don't I believe him? Believe you instead?" He slapped the table hard, making a loud noise.

Akutagawa glanced at Tatsuhara Michizo.Tachihara Michizo glanced at him and turned his face away.

"Okay, okay, since you have been insisting that you are innocent, then I can only use the most primitive method of torture." Fukuchi Sakura raised her neck and glanced at the ceiling, as if holding back her tears , When he lowered his head again, his face had already changed into a casual smile, "You should think that the old man I mentioned refers to Li Yuan, right? Of course it's not that simple."

He looked towards the door, and the door made a slight movement in time, indicating the fact that someone would open it next.Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly felt nervous.An ominous premonition came through his bones, forcing him to overflow with cold sweat, and it only took a moment for his muscles to sink to the bone.He wanted to sit up.The bone-piercing sensation formed by many doubts was like thunder and lightning, which made the brain nerves jump violently, and the cells and muscles began to be heated and boiled.What followed was uneasy emotions, pouring down like a thunderstorm after a thunderstorm, and a whirlwind came.

"Rare customers, rare customers, it's really not easy to invite you in person." Fukuchi Sakurachi stepped forward with both hands, and made a gesture of hospitality to the people standing there.

Before the man could react, a blond girl in a long skirt jumped out from behind him, and stood between the two of them very displeased, as if not allowing him to approach.

"Sorry." Fukuchi Sakura stroked her beard and raised her head with a smile, "Who is this lovely lady?"

"Alice. My bodyguard, my patron saint." Mori Ogai also gave him a smile that couldn't be found, and then stepped forward gracefully, sat down with a dignified posture, and looked relaxed. The elbows of both hands were lightly placed on the table, the fingers were crossed, and the back of the hand was resting on his chin.

"Did Chief Sen trust us so much that he only sent a little girl to protect himself?"

"Hmm...not completely trusting, but just going to the appointment as required and negotiating peacefully, so naturally I won't overreact," Mori Ogai slowly bent his lips, pushing the tip of his beautifully shaped lips upwards, drawing a small section "It's just that those people outside may not be as gentle and generous as I am. If they think I'm in danger, it's not easy to rush in. Is this the reason, big celebrity?"

"That's, of course, that's the reason." Fukuchi Sakura sat opposite each other, "Then I won't beat around the bush, thank you for your invitation, and we'll just...ah, yes, we still have to exchange some pleasantries first." He thought Looking pointedly at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was handcuffed in the corner, "Come say hello to the old man. Since your heart is still in the port mafia, you must miss this lord very much."

Mori Ogai's eyes changed for an instant, but the strangeness was fleeting.He didn't speak, and he never looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa.Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't know what he was thinking, and he never raised his head.

Seeing that the atmosphere was silent and strange, Fukuchi Sakurachi took the initiative to break it and laughed loudly, saying, "Sorry, he's a bit introverted."

"Indeed." Mori Ogai closed his eyes.

"Boss Mori is young and promising. He took the position of leader of the port mafia early on. He must have a high vision. He can see the day when Akutagawa and Tachihara will betray at a glance. In those days, Chief Mori must be pretending to be deaf. Dumb, give us the hound steps."

Mori Ogai smiled subduedly, his emotions were not shown, and he did not comment.

"I have to say, I'm not much older than you, but I'm far less well maintained. Otherwise, why would Akutagawa be in Cao Ying's heart, thinking of the port mafia with a handsome leader, and refusing to turn his heart to the hound? Is that right, Akutagawa-kun?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke remained silent.His forehead was throbbing, and his temples throbbed ominously and frequently.He originally thought, it's okay, since Fukuchi Sakurachi is going to use torture methods, it must be because he doesn't have enough clues, and he can't directly question himself, and he insists that he is in contact with the mafia, so that the port mafia rescued him. The detective agency did not realize that he was planning together with the detective agency, and had no direct contact with the port mafia at all.Fukuji Sakurachi now has limited evidence and is only in the stage of doubt, and his thinking is completely wrong.Next, as long as you stay calm, never confess, never let him get any information out, and stay steady to the end, there will definitely be a chance for a review.

But I don't know why, even though my mind is thinking clearly and my thoughts are organized, I still can't be calm in my heart.

Is it because of Mori Ogai?Why should I feel nervous about this man?He and Mori Ogai have no memories that can be called lingering rhymes, nor have they ever had any love-hate grievances that can be regarded as iron tears and blood. Just because Mori Ogai is the leader of the port mafia, he will hesitate ?Perhaps, in fact, I know better than anyone else that the port mafia is the most suitable organization in Japan. Even if there are unhappiness and dissatisfaction here, this is an understandable fact.Be it the Hound, the Armed Detective Agency, the Five Decays, or even just an ordinary citizen, deep down in his heart, none of these places could compare to the Port Mafia.Indeed, Fukuji Sakurachi was right, his heart was still with the port mafia, but he didn't dare and couldn't show it.

He no longer has that qualification.

At that moment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly felt terrified, heartbroken beyond measure, and even inexplicably wanted to shed tears.Because Mori Ogai, as the boss, has never been sorry for him, but as his subordinate, he has always been sorry for Mori Ogai.Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand gradually lost strength, and there was a pain in the forehead as if someone had punched him, making people feel like his brains were starting to go against him.

"Boss Mori, let's open the sky and tell the truth. You know that the hound has the mission of hunting down the armed detective agency, but you still choose to cover them. This is not a wise decision. In my eyes, you can legalize a criminal organization. To live and be active in Yokohama City, you must have your own means and scheming, and you must be able to weigh the importance. How could you make such an unwise decision? Could it be that your party wants to be an enemy of the hound?" "Yes, why? Hmm..." Mori Ogai absent-mindedly raised his left eyebrow, moaned a little, and never gave an explanation. "You and I have different paths. One is a self-contained dark night party, and the other is a public agency affiliated to the government and subordinate to the people. It stands to reason that they should never communicate with each other, or fight to the death. Over the years, we have always adhered to the principle of mutual disagreement. The principle of interfering with mutual respect is not written in black and white, but it is also an unwritten agreement. If your party wants to break this balance and declare war on us, please speak out directly. However, to make this choice, I am afraid that you will have to pay an extraordinary price. The price." "I'm still clear about this." Mori Ogai Zhiyi showed his face, "The elite soldiers under Mr. Fukuchi are indeed extraordinary, and even the strong in our Central Plains say they are like monsters. I will weigh the pros and cons, and make the most correct choice, so there is no need to worry." "Okay, Chief Wangsen chooses the right path, as for Akutagawa..."

"He has nothing to do with the port mafia." Mori Ogai opened his eyes suddenly.

Fukuchi Sakurachi didn't let go of this small gesture: "Really? This answer, I think, will be painful to Akutagawa."

He pulled out the treasured sword he had shown Akutagawa just now.The blade is slightly longer, making the drawing process slow and intimidating.

"Leader Mori, tell me, can a person who has no feeling in their legs feel the pain of a disabled leg for the second time? Can a person who has lost their hearing feel the strange sensation of the cochlea being stimulated? When piercing the eyeball, do you feel innocent and weird, or do you feel that your eyes are going to be invisible again? Well, this is a question worth practicing."

He lightly placed the tip of the knife on Akutagawa's thigh, paused for a second or two, and then began to cut horizontally and vertically in Akutagawa's leg in a disorderly manner.Although it is chaotic, the skill is extraordinary. Even if the length and direction of each opening are not consistent, they all stop at a certain depth just right.The depth is average, but you can clearly see the cut flesh, with blood like vermilion foil, and if you look closely, you can see a little white bone between the thick blood red and meat powder.

"I heard that Chief Mori has extraordinary medical skills, so you should know that just a seven-centimeter pipe knife can pierce the human body, mash internal organs, and do anything reckless. Seven centimeters is not as good as a knife used by a first-year elementary school student." A ten centimeter ruler is long, but it can smash a living person into a bloody mess, how fragile it is, people!"

Akutagawa's legs trembled like chaff, the more the pain, the more intense the reaction, and the more the reaction, the more painful the wound would be.His trousers were dyed red in the blink of an eye, and the lower half of his body was covered in blood. For a moment, he couldn't see how many knives he had been hacked. The picture was shocking.The smell of blood wafted out of his nostrils, and the blood dripping from between the blood seams of the incision was dripping non-stop, dripping a pool of blood on the ground under him.He was already in so much pain that he couldn't tell whether he was sweating cold or hot, and bursts of sweat oozed from his scalp, rolling down several lines along the brow bone and the line of hair growth.The moment he closed his eyes, beads of sweat rolled over his dry eyelids one after another and poured forcefully into his eyes.

His consciousness is undergoing extreme damage, and the ringing in his ears continues.As the noisy chirping without lyrics in his ears became more intense, his calmness also tended to fade little by little.But he didn't scream, let alone cry.

"If I hadn't done this in the first place, I wouldn't have suffered this kind of pain." Fukuchi Sakurachi put away the knife, sat back to her original position leisurely, and grinned at Mori Ogai, "You think so?" , Chief Sen?"

Mori Ogai did not speak.

"As long as Akutagawa doesn't confess, I still have some means. After all, the process of torture must be more dehumanized in order to be orderly."

"As I said just now, Akutagawa Ryunosuke has nothing to do with our port mafia."

"Are you sure? Chief Sen, look at him, look at him, don't you really feel bad at all?"

"Don't feel bad."

A man in uniform uniform stepped forward, poured salt and liquid medicine on his wound, and asked him if he would recruit.Akutagawa Ryunosuke's teeth were trembling, and he insisted that he had never betrayed.Those people grinned at the corners of their mouths and cursed, this bus is quite painful, and then started beating him.Not to mention Ryunosuke Akutagawa himself, even Mori Ogai has rich experience, and he has never seen anyone who can be beaten so badly.The iconic black hair was dyed red and black by the blood, and the whiteness at the end was so lovely and bright, but it was also turned red by the blood, and it was pasted into a lifeless mass due to the thick paste of blood. , like a blood clot shaking stiffly.

Don't feel bad at all?Fukuji Sakurachi asked Mori Ogai again.

Mori Ogai closed his eyes and didn't answer.

You open your eyes and take a good look at him.Fukuji Sakura said madly.

Mori Ogai did not open it.

It seems that Chief Mori is afraid, afraid that he will be shaken and distressed when he sees it, and he will not be able to help telling the truth about Akutagawa's collusion with your party.Fukuji Sakura sneered.

Mori Ogai was noncommittal.

"Enough!" Alice, who had been silent before, jumped out violently, her petite palm made a loud and extraordinary sound, and seeing her other hand tightly clenched, she seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, "Don't give Shameless, I said it a long time ago, he has nothing to do with us, let alone contact us, you are still asking and giving us shame! Who are you? Even I have never told Lin Taro with this attitude Talk!"

"Alice." In contrast, Mori Ogai sighed helplessly, "Sit down."

"Anyway, there are a lot of medical staff, and there are quite a few people with supernatural powers. Even if Akutagawa is tortured to half-death, he can be saved and continue to torture. At worst, let him be resurrected, such as turning into a vampire, and then continue to torture him. .I don't believe that, at this point, you can still hold back and deny it."

Akutagawa subconsciously wanted to concentrate and listen to what they were saying, but after he was beaten, his left ear kept ringing, only his right ear still felt a little bit, and there was a lot of hot blood flowing from his head and hair. It was injected into his ear canal, which made his right ear extremely itchy and heavy.He wanted to reach out his right hand to touch the ear, but it was mistaken for self-defense, so he beat his right arm so that he could no longer lift it.His white clothes were stained with blood, and his skin and flesh could be seen through the torn gaps in the fabric. From the dangling state of his right arm when it was hanging down, it could be seen that it should be dislocated.The whole body was bloody and bloody, as if it had been sucked in by a meat grinder and stirred twice.

"What are you doing?" One of them suddenly jumped up nervously, and punched the other person who was beating Akutagawa, "It should be raped first and then beaten, but looking at him now, who can do it?" It's really a big loss." "You didn't say it earlier, I thought you weren't interested in his body, so I didn't dare to suggest it." The beaten man covered the half of his face and replied aggrievedly. "Of course I'm interested. This is a senior male prostitute who has been slept with by almost all high-level government officials. You can buy it for money in ordinary places?" Trick? Bring a dog-beating stick." "He wants to pay tribute to a police officer named Kobayashi Takiji, and he wants to be beaten to death like Kobayashi Takiji."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Together!" The leader slapped Akutagawa hard, "Is it a tribute? Do you know how Kobayashi Takiji died? You even want to learn how to die?"

"Communist Gou, go pay your respects after you die, and say hello to Marx for me!"

A stream of blood flowed down the corner of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's mouth.He never thought about paying tribute to Takiji Kobayashi, but now he no longer has the vitality to defend himself.He felt that the air mass that spread out from his mouth and nose was red, and even every blink of an eye had a fishy smell, as if it was covered with a layer of candle wax soot permeated with funeral or sacrificial offerings. smelly shroud.Dark red or bright crimson blood intertwined into a curtain like a wedding veil trickled down from his body, and his internal organs were also shaken so that they began to bleed, piled up on the intestines and stomach, and began to affect the operation of other organs.Extraction is like blood, like blood is still full.

"He has no reason to be in touch with the Port Mafia."

"Akutagawa doesn't have any family?"

"He has a younger sister who is indeed a mafia in our port." Mori Ogai replied.

"This may be the reason why he still cares about your party."

"But she's dead."

"Oh."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who looked like a dead body on the ground, suddenly moved.

"Last question. Chief Sen, you really don't feel sorry for him? If you touch him again, he will die."

Mori Ogai gave a wry smile and hesitated.

He actually hesitated.Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't believe it.Yes, with his last consciousness, he could feel that Mori Ogai was indeed hesitant.He originally thought that Mori Ogai would never forgive himself again, and only indifference and even disgust were left to him. When he was tortured before, Mori Ogai also kept calm, but at this last moment, Mori Ogai he ...He didn't dare to answer?

Why?Mr. Sen, why?Why not answer bluntly that you don't feel bad like before?If you really hesitate and feel distressed, isn't that the same as telling them that I am still loyal to you?In this case, wouldn't the results of my struggle against pain and loneliness, and my perseverance against these emotions, be ruined?Mr Mori...

"Hahaha," Mori Ogai laughed with an unusually weird tone, and he could catch some sad elements when he listened carefully, "Mr. Fukuchi is deceiving people too much. Don't blame my group of people for revenge."

"Then what is Chief Sen's answer?"

"I can't help it, well, in fact, I did just now..."

Mori Ogai finally opened his eyes, and cast a glance at Ryunosuke Akutagawa.And at that moment of glance, he stopped. The word "shi" has not yet formed a sound, the mouth shape of this word has not yet formed, and he has not even waited for him to have any emotional response to the tragic situation of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, he was caught by the eyes of Akutagawa Ryunosuke at this time. stopped.It was clear that a dead body was better than a dead body, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke cast a soul-shaking look at Mori Ogai with the impetus from nowhere.The eyes expressing determination bloomed on the blood-washed face, shining so that ghosts and gods were sad.

If I could, I would have confessed that I admire you very much, Mr. Mori.Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to say.If I could... I could follow my heart to choose the port mafia, and I could do whatever I wanted, I would have done that long ago, but I couldn't, I chose the way of life that I hate the most, hiding in the dark silently, There is no way back, and there is no way forward.Thank you for your last hesitation, and thank you for having such a day in your life that you really cared for me.I still remember, you said, if time goes back and you and I are younger, then you will definitely like me.Don't say my name, don't say you love me.Please respect my choice until the last moment of my life.

Mori Ogai withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at Ryunosuke Akutagawa.He has always kept the word "real" in his mouth, and the sentence "really distressed" is about to come out.After a pause of a second or two, he closed his slightly parted lips and reorganized his words.

"Yes." He closed his eyes again, "I have never felt sorry for Akutagawa Ryunosuke."