[Wen Ye] Hell changes

The funeral of Suguang Tiechang took place a few days later.Right-wing media groups took advantage of the gap of the past few days to exaggerate Suehiro Tiechang's death, disguising his death as an attack and assassination during a mission, and an honorable sacrifice, and those who assassinated him were reactionaries.The reactionary faction is an anti-war group that opposes governance by force, opposes the expansion of the government's supernatural forces to foreign countries, and opposes the leadership of Fukuji Sakurachi. It has been propagated as a terrorist group with military power and malicious intentions. The next time it will be Fukuchi Sakurachi, and the next time it will be those people at the top.

This kind of media propaganda and brainwashing is exactly what Fukuchi Sakurachi wanted. It not only turned public opinion on their side, but also made other people who were skeptical of Suehiro Tetsuchang's death believe it and acquiesced in the fact that he was assassinated and sacrificed. The rhetoric saved a lot of trouble, and it also prevented reactionary groups such as armed detective agencies and anti-war people from showing up in society openly. Most of them were arrested and forced to disband under the name of illegal organizations. They can only be forced to go underground and hide in the shadows.

The person who led the writing of these articles was Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Fukuji Sakurachi was ecstatic, laughed and applauded and said: "Those who hold a pen and paper do have the possibility to change the world. Icelandic poets do not deceive me!" You have to take Akutagawa with you and never leave.Although Akutagawa himself protested, Fukuji Sakurachi said that this is a period of riots, and you are likely to be assassinated and killed. I brought you by my side to protect you.So Akutagawa agreed.

Hundreds of leftists were arrested, divided into ordinary people and people with supernatural powers.Underage students were arrested and detained for one month, and suspended for one year. College students who participated in demonstrations and reactions many times were silenced by right-wing supernatural elements, and the remaining supernatural beings with armed resistance were imprisoned. Only two people escaped from the secret service dungeon.Among the anti-war activists in the dungeon, some who would rather die than submit were hanged in secret, some were tortured to death by capital punishment, and some committed suicide successfully. can be dealt with secretly.

The two escaped wanted to smuggle to China or the United States, but were attacked from behind by members of the Secret Service disguised as volunteers at the airport, lost their ability to resist, and fell to the ground.However, due to the ability of supernatural beings to be different from ordinary people's fighting ability and ability to withstand injuries, both of them persisted, making it impossible for the enemy to attack for a while.Some of the members of the Secret Service present at the scene had violent tendencies. They beat the two inhumanely when they couldn't bear it. He kicked up on the ground, and while kicking, he stabbed the iron pipe into his body.The two stowaways were tortured to death. Their skulls were deformed and their ribs were almost broken. The nails on the iron pipe got caught in their intestines when they were inserted into their stomachs.Both the intestines and the corpse were thrown aside by the assailant like a rag.

The incident caused quite a stir in the society, and once caused the shutdown of airports across the country.

The family members of the deceased appealed many times, and the Police Department finally arrested the perpetrators as murder suspects and sent the perpetrators to court.However, since the defendant insisted that they acted without knowing whether the stowaway still had the ability to resist, the result of the use of various superpowers by the supernatural powers to resist must not be judged by the imagination of ordinary people. The ones who die are themselves.In the end, the court found that the defendant had no intention of killing, but only self-defense, so he was only sentenced to short-term imprisonment for the crime of causing death and excessive defense.After being secretly manipulated by the special high-tech right/wing/elements of the special agent department, several perpetrators came out of prison on the same day.

The sweeping effect of the anti-war underground party was obvious, and 48 people died in the end, and 9 people were released.The whereabouts of the remaining members are unknown.

Fukuji Sakurachi's trust and love for Akutagawa Ryunosuke has risen to an unprecedented level, and finally one day she brought Akutagawa Ryunosuke to her home for a secret meeting.

"This is the first time I've brought someone to my house in so many years, Akutagawa." He smiled gently at Akutagawa Ryunosuke, "My house has been protected by a supernatural power, except for me, the whole world No one knows where, no one knows what it's like, and now, you're the only exception."

"Extremely honored."

"No, no, that's not the case. You are the one who honors me. Your young and beautiful figure...makes the old and simple house into something that even gods can't help but envy."

"My lord, you don't have to be so self-deprecating. After all, this is your favorite residence."

"Now it's yours too, you can come and go here as you please, treat it as your own home, without any restrictions."

Hearing this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't help showing a shy smile. When Fukuji Sakurachi looked over, he skillfully magnified the details of this expression, so as to firmly grasp Fukuji Sakurachi's eyeball.His thick eyelashes drooped down peacefully, and the arc of a smile on the corner of his mouth opened up at the same time, and the slender eye contours kept rising and sinking in the process of blinking.The beauty brought by the unique mood that can only be seen in Akutagawa Ryunosuke, at this time, like spring spores, naturally tossed and turned around, making Fukuchi Sakura unconsciously elated, and looked at the girl with a smile. He loves it so much.

"What do you want? There is everything in this room, assets, cash, precious knives, literature, and various tools that are banned from leaving the factory. As long as you ask, I will give it to you immediately." "Where do you need feedback? Take A temporary thing, sooner or later it will be used up or not needed, but if I only want to do my best for Master Fudi and never give up until the end of my life, then the favor will be with me forever. So I don’t ask for anything in return, as long as I can It is my greatest wish to do my best all the time." On the surface, he was so moved that he fell into a ruthless heart, but he was so calm and ruthless in his heart that he planned silently, and then he had to let this old immortal willingly shake out all the money. It's still black money from unknown sources. After getting it, I immediately tried to find a way to report him. No, wait a minute. I still have to report him quietly, so that no one can find out that it was me...

"I knew you would say that." Fukuchi Sakurachi interrupted Akutagawa's train of thought, "Although I expected it, but I still feel ashamed when I hear you say that, and I feel sorry for you... Akutagawa, you Serving the cause day and night, with such great credit, but not intending to ask for any compensation, how can I feel at ease? Just treat it as a beg of you, just ask for anything you want. "

"This...let me think about it for a few days. I hope that the wish I will make at that time can be based on not disturbing Lord Fudi."

"At this time, are you still thinking about my interests, or are you thinking about others?"

Sensing the other's hand gradually extending towards him, Ryunosuke Akutagawa lowered his eyebrows in silence, without answering, as if acquiescing or fear.

The two rows of eyelashes trembled and trembled, sometimes forming a small arc due to closing and closing, and sometimes fluttering like a butterfly's wings due to the touch of a superficial touch, like an independent living body moving flexibly and shyly Then, the pure black and dense eyes seemed to have grown a layer of half-closed black eyes on top of the original eyes.

During these days, Ryunosuke Akutagawa has already figured out what everyone who is useful or who needs to be seduced likes, like now.Fukuji Sakurachi likes the way his eyelashes are trembling, his brows and eyes are Yiyi, maybe because that kind of appearance can glimpse the unique charm of young people, and can appease all the lamentations and regrets of Fukuji Sakurachi. Akutagawa understands that as long as he interprets this look clearly If it is fully and vividly, it will definitely be able to bury Fukuchi Sakurachi inch by inch in the hero's tomb.How disgusting and cynical he is, how lewd and weak he has to be.

"I want to transfer all the savings to your name. I don't need the money. I plan to use it as an inheritance to fill up the army and give it to the army, but now I want to give it all to you. What do you want? Use it as you like, okay?" "No, my lord, this is beyond what I can bear." "I know what you are afraid of. In this line of work, it is really impossible for such a large number to be used every day. The pens are clean, but I can assure you that you will not be implicated in any way, and your account will not be suddenly frozen."

What a capitalist.While spitting in his heart, he made a face that was so moved that he was about to cry, which made people feel that if he hadn't kept his reserve, he might have jumped directly into Fukuji Sakurachi's arms.

"How can I repay your attention to me? Without you, I can't do anything." Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked at him very affectionately.

"It should be me who wants to repay you. You are such an amazing person, Akutagawa. Who sent you to my side? God? Forget it, it doesn't matter, after all, God is an empty thing. It must be my fate , to meet you, I have seen your dedication and achievements. After hurting you many times and misunderstood you, you can still be so loyal. I have wronged you before." He stroked Akutagawa couldn't help but let out a long sigh, "But it is because of this that I believe that you are a gift from God. Who can not leave after so many deaths? Who can survive such a chaotic and difficult moment?" Persevere and not betray? Only you, Akutagawa."

"No matter how you treat this subordinate, it is because you have the consideration of the leader, and it cannot be measured by such a small person as this subordinate."

"Little man? No, Akutagawa, your achievements and strength are very impressive. I decided to recommend you to the higher-ups, so that you can go further in your career, so that your position can be worthy of your talents and contributions. You must not let me You are buried. This is also a gift from me."

"Thank you, Lord Fudi, for your recommendation. I will definitely repay you with actual performance."

Fukuchi Sakurachi is a man who walks his talk, and after that, he recommended Akutagawa to the higher-ups, and used his network to let him go through the back door once.Although Akutagawa was active in the political arena in the past, his headquarters was still in the Hound, and his essential identity was still a member of the Hound, that is, a soldier in the Special Forces with special abilities. He stepped down and became a member of the government think tank.

Most people have inherent doubts and prejudices about military participation in politics. In order to allow Akutagawa Ryunosuke to have an extra umbrella in his future career and reduce obstacles, Fukuji Sakurachi also specially contacted many departments to let Akutagawa and A current political celebrity meets and talks once.Grab his heart and improve his favor, and your journey will definitely go smoothly in the future, Fukuchi Sakurachi explained to Akutagawa.

The politician who arranged to meet him was a middle-aged man with a strong body but an unflattering appearance. He was very satisfied with Akutagawa, and he never let go of Akutagawa's eyes at the first sight.Akutagawa Ryunosuke only thought that he was one of the people who needed to be catered to, and he just laughed along with him casually. As for taking care of Akutagawa in the future, he also promised very readily.There is no need to figure it out, and there is no need to pretend. The camouflage technique that was originally thought to be used is completely useless. The difficulty of conquering this man is unbelievably low. Although this is beyond Akutagawa's expectations, it is also a lucky result.

Just when Akutagawa was secretly spurning him for his vulgarity and stupidity, he suddenly changed the subject and said to Akutagawa with a touch of tenderness in his tone, just call me Shiratori.

white bird?Akutagawa called tentatively.The man nodded with a silly smile.

"It's just that." The man suddenly showed embarrassment, "Mr. Akutagawa asked me to help, so you have to respond accordingly. Help me? Mutual benefit, no loss, right?"

"I'm just a newcomer in the next class. Your career is on the rise. I don't know how I can help you?"

"Well, if you are a man, you will have ambitions. Now you are the most talked about person in society. The topic about you is endless day and night, and people all over the country are paying attention to your every move. Every word and deed of yours, every opinion of you Publication can cause quite a stir in the country, and you are backed by a top-level supernatural army headed by Hound. If such a person expresses his support for me, then my position in the future..." He pretended to be incomprehensible Shaking his head and raising his eyebrows, he prolonged the ending, "If this matter is done, I will be able to take care of you more. Do you think this is mutual benefit?"

"Yes."

When Ryunosuke Akutagawa heard these words and understood the deep meaning, his first reaction was disgust.It is precisely because of this kind of third-rate politicians who use means to rise to power that the management under the system is clean on the bright side and dirty on the dark side.

People are racking their brains to formulate rules and regulations, and they are also racking their brains to find loopholes in the rules and regulations. They dance wildly in these gaps and loopholes with a fluke mentality, and invisibly let the next batch of lucky people follow. Drilled in.Gradually, these people will completely discard their fluke psychology in the pursuit of fame and fame, and turn the once-in-a-lifetime trembling into the familiar and easy-to-handle again and again, and transform the inhuman and dark behaviors of the past into human ones through habit. Vicious disposition, skillfully hides many immoral behaviors in those cracks and loopholes.This creates a vicious circle.

That square corner, once exposed to light, will reveal how dirty and messy it is, and will expose all kinds of dead things to the world.

Suddenly, Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly changed his mind.He felt that since this kind of person can use him to gain power, then he can also use this kind of person to achieve his own goals.He wants to push Shiratori to a higher position, then report Fukuji Sakura Chi to Shiratori, and finally stab Shiratori in the back to expose his shady information and make him step down.Kill two birds with one stone, kill with a knife.

So he accepted.

"Okay." Shiratori nodded and smirked at first, and then suddenly opened a deep look in the gap that Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't notice, "I will protect you from now on. I will do everything to protect you. Trust me."

The flickering glances in his eyes made it impossible to catch.Akutagawa Ryunosuke hadn't reacted from that look and the gentle tone at that moment, and hadn't caught the shadow of these emotions, so he couldn't feel anything. When he raised his head again, he saw the other party's ugly face. face and a silly smirk.

It's definitely an illusion, the tone of that "believe me" is so similar to that man's, it can almost match perfectly, and it can catch the ringing heart of Akutagawa Ryunosuke in an instant.But the difference between the two is too great. To compare this white bird with it can be said to be an insult to that man.

So Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't think about it any more, thinking that he was under too much pressure recently and was easily disturbed.In fact, it was indeed because he was overthinking, mistakenly thinking that the other party could be defined as a trustworthy person through that momentary association.

Because not long after that, he was raped.

He began to collude with Shiratori for his plan to kill two birds with one stone, to please the other party deliberately, to gain favor, like any man captured before, to make the other party surrender his heart through the natural details and the best posture.Since there was a promise of mutual benefit and reciprocity before, all these closeness is more reasonable, and there is nothing unreasonable about it.

Finally, Ryunosuke Akutagawa exposed all of Fukuchi Sakurachi's assets when he thought the time was right, and reported him to the now powerful Shiratori.Akutagawa asked Shiratori not to reveal the identity of the informant, otherwise the shady scene of the two colluding through the back door would also be revealed.At that time, the man who had always been mediocre and even clumsy suddenly released a few beams of lizard-like cold light from his eyes.Before Akutagawa had time to guard against the cold light, the man had already shot him with a gun.

That is the gun that Okura Yeko mentioned, a special and extremely rare technology, specially designed to deprive people with supernatural abilities of their ability to move, even if the body is as strong as Okura Yeko, it must be obtained by cutting ears, Only by blocking the ear canal can the impact of this bullet on the body be barely reduced.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa was knocked down to the ground. He didn't even have the strength to turn over. He was half-dead like soft and shriveled rubber after being exposed to the sun.He saw the frame of the sewer at the other end of the corner, and thought to himself, even if I climb the sewer, even if I go to roll the garbage dump, I will escape from here.His hands trembled because he couldn't bear the sudden loss of strength from his body, and it was extremely difficult to even support his upper body.

The man's ugly body pressed up, and the sound of skin to skin was so chilling.

He was pressed on the floor by the person he despises the most, violated|assaulted, and abused inhumanely. The sound symbolizing physical and mental pain is like a huge stone mortar, and it wears down time, wears down his perception and soul.He really wanted to shout Dostoyevsky's name, but if he really did, it would undoubtedly expose his ulterior motives, and it would reach Fukuchi Sakurachi's ears, and all his efforts for so long would be in vain. Went out.

Even at this time, his first consideration is to die without revealing his identity.So he swallowed back the sentence Fei Jia was about to utter, and while choking on the pain, he called out to his mother in despair.

The warm sunlight that floated on his body like milk foam was forced to make a smooth cut in this stuffy and terrifying small room.His clothes were torn and thrown in the corner, the dim sunlight after being cut mixed with the dirty dark gray, and it slumped lifelessly in every line and every wrinkle.He was bruised all over, and almost killed himself by biting his tongue several times.No one knows how desperate he is, how much he misses the sunshine above the Red Square in Moscow.

At that time, he had not boarded the plane back to Japan.At that time, he was not disabled.At that time, Dostoevsky took him wandering the streets of Moscow every day.At that time, he was bathed in the sunshine of happiness almost every day and even every night.

"Mommy mommy……"

There is no perfect place on his body, his thighs are full of blood, his eyes are red and swollen from crying, but he can't get a trace of sympathy from the man. After playing enough, he is thrown here alone like a rag, like I was telling him, you can fend for yourself, I had a good time anyway.Before leaving, don't forget to throw a sneer at him, and mock him, isn't that how you get into the hounds, and how you get into the blissful land, why are you crying, true or false.

There is no healthy living body in this room anymore, it is just a three-dimensional abstract painting based on the cold underground prison, without any artistry or meaning, only a strange and frightening sense of ruin lingers in it.The ashtray broke in two.The pens and carbon ink on the desk also rolled down to the ground, breaking the glass casing and leaving debris all over the place.Streams of jet-black viscous ink surged outwards, starting from a coin-sized puddle and extending to the periphery until it reached Ryunosuke Akutagawa's fingers.When touched by the ink, his finger moved a bit, and then there was no reaction, lying on the ground like a dead body, his black eyes were empty, and his pupils could hardly be seen clearly.

His body was full of liquid stains left by the tears flowing through him, as well as fishy red and white muddy water. He was completely messed up, without any signs of vitality, and passed out on the spot, like a pile of trampled / Trash the ashes and muddy flesh splashed up after the cremation burnt out.

His body and heart may still be alive in the state of desolate and fine foam under such persecution, but his soul has disappeared forever like water foam evaporating.It's like a person who survived the massacre, even if he is still hanging, a soul has already left his body, flew out of the sky, and even flew out of the earth.And the soul, once it flies away, can never come back.

When the sun was setting, Ryunosuke Akutagawa woke up spontaneously from his coma.No one knew whether he had dreamed during this period, and whether he had asked for help in the dream.He stood up tremblingly, and walked forward step by step. There was no reaction when he stepped on the shards of glass on the soles of his feet. A kind of sour hemp.

He went to the corner, picked up the broken clothes, tidied them up, and put them back on.Then he looked around, found a coat on the back of the office chair, grabbed it expressionlessly, and put it on himself.

He left here without a word.

A string of bright red footprints on the ground.

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The author has something to say:

I am super brave.