[Wen Ye] Hell changes

Inquiries and plausible rumors about Ryunosuke Akutagawa poured in from one newspaper office to another, from one news department to another news department, from one printing distribution point to another.Akutagawa Ryunosuke is indeed everywhere, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke is absolutely indispensable.From a series of words to a complete sentence, from a complete sentence to a conclusion, at least one of the words will bear the burden of illness and death, at least one of the complete sentences will be hanged, and at least one paragraph of the conclusion will be repeated. die.

The traffic and capital were so happy that they knelt down on the spot, and they would never let go of such a once-in-a-decade hype topic easily. Day after day, they fueled the chaotic and fanatical atmosphere, and controlled the direction of public opinion and the range of starting and ending extremely cleverly. palm.

The microphone's sound grid is filled with their poor joy, their cunning subservience accumulates in the stagnation and trembling of the syllables, their strong hunger and thirst swirl in the beginning and end of words and punctuation marks, and the end of the end Afterwards, the sigh that seemed relieved and dissatisfied with desire was brewing their deep sorrow.

Stefansson once looked at the sky and cried in the Icelandic trilogy: We should write nothing else, all the proofs, all the reports and all the information in the world should only express this - we never dared to write like this We never describe the electric current between two people, instead we discuss the price level, we describe the appearance, not the rush of blood, we do not seek the truth, the unexpected line, the fiery kiss, but Hide your weaknesses and give in to the facts.

Sorrow and joy, cold and heat, chaos and harmony, the elements that should have been opposed unexpectedly forced Akutagawa Ryunosuke to come at the same time.

Ever since he couldn't see the light, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was surprised but found out in a reasonable way that he would no longer be able to cry because he was insulted and misunderstood, even if he slammed those words on his face, and even those who wrote them People pulled me to sit and chat with me, and the pain and grief seemed to be gone forever.It was at that time that he suddenly realized how naive and ignorant he was when he was young, how humble and clumsy the cleverness of those men around him in the past was, how despicable and shameful the way those men oppressed and controlled himself was.

And now, these things will never happen to me again.Because no one can do that to him anymore.He is now a senior official and a public enemy of the whole people.No one can make him return to the youth when he was 15 years old, the youth when he was hiding next to the ruins with his sister and learning to read with chalk with a severed end, and the youth when he had not met Osamu Dazai.No one in the world can regain youth.Arab settlements are being rebuilt.Israel's arsenal is being filled.The Turkish army is mobilizing.winter is here.It was several degrees Celsius below zero yesterday.Humans live longer than horses.

The whole world is mentioning Ryunosuke Akutagawa, but it seems that there is no such thing.The whole world is missing Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but it seems like he doesn't.The whole world is writing about everything about Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but it seems that nothing has been written.About his life before he became like this, about his regrets, his sufferings, there is not a word.

When the galleon San Jose sank to the bottom of the sea next to Spain, the vaults of the galleon were plundered by seawater and sand for hundreds of years, and it may not be as clean as the consciences of these capitalists and traffickers.

However, they can't write what they don't want to write, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke can write.The world does not write about regret and pain, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke writes every day and night.He actively worked for underground anti-war groups, anonymously doing propaganda and organizing work, writing articles and speeches for them, writing about the regrets of the anti-war party, about the laments of patriots, about the transparent fish tears of history, about The purest and most holy words of those who desire peace in their prayers to God.At the same time, he will also contribute some sociology-related articles to mainstream journals.

Of course, he did not let anyone know who the authors of these articles were, and everything was published under the names of Ranpo Edogawa or Poe.He cannot expose himself.

Under this condition, he used theory to guide the anti-war party to create its own collective alliance and related publications, with himself as the chief writer, and all the works he wrote would be transferred to the hands of Edogawa Ranpo , and published under the latter's name.He wrote the guiding principles of the Anti-war Party Alliance himself, but everyone thinks it is the credit of Edogawa Ranpo.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, and the anti-war parties who had experienced a sweep before were all sluggish, and now they were all encouraged by Akutagawa Ryunosuke's article and began to gather again.

The people have lost favor with the leader headed by Akutagawa Ryunosuke, thinking that Akutagawa Ryunosuke is a prostitute who can be ridden by thousands of people. Now that supernatural powers have become one of the hard powers of various countries, why should prostitutes come Leading the most important supernatural army in Japan, why let a prostitute manage the military and politics? He has led us astray, and our image has been ruined by him. Can we be saved? The people questioned and complained.As a result, a large number of people subconsciously have a good impression of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's enemy, the Armed Detective Agency. Even if they don't want to admit it, they will subconsciously turn their favor towards the anti-war party.

After being wiped out, the fragmented anti-war party has been re-established, and its membership base has expanded a lot.In just one year, it has developed multiple branches in Japan, and its members include both people with supernatural powers and ordinary people, and they have penetrated into all walks of life in Japan.

The situation is very good.

However, extremes must be reversed.

In December of the same year, because the trend of anti-war was too high-profile, the supernatural military and government finally couldn't bear it, and mobilized military troops to encircle|suppress the anti-war crowd.The effect of using the same trick for the second time will definitely be greatly reduced. Obviously, this raid can no longer disband the party of the anti-war activists like last time.That's why they began to fear these anti-war forces and decided to use their trump card.

Since the pawns could not be killed, the old man was beheaded.

Alien|energy|military|government|government began to fabricate crimes, confuse the public's cognition through supernatural powers, and put crimes that did not exist on the heads of leaders of the anti-war faction, and then carried out so-called legitimate arrests.

The night when Ryunosuke Akutagawa was called to the dungeon by Sakura Fukuji was the first night of the plan.It's night, but it could also be interpreted as day.The winter sun rises very late, and the sun's rays have not yet reached the half of the earth where Japan is located.

On his way to the dungeon, he glanced up at the snowy night sky.

At that time, he knew what was about to greet him.

Edogawa Ranpo was there waiting for them.The moment they just entered, Edogawa Ranpo raised his eyes, and looked at Akutagawa precisely, the appropriate route, of course, implied.

Fukuji Sakurachi walked up to the prison bar, saw that Edogawa Ranpo in the cell was out of his mind, and didn't notice himself at all, half puzzled and half mockingly asked, what are you looking at.

I was looking at the traces of falling snowflakes, and Edogawa Ranpo said, "Look, the snowflakes have the darkness of the prison as the background, and the appearance of falling snowflakes is even more beautiful. There is silence between the two snowflakes, and the silence also allows me to see it." He, he came in the snowflakes, so I like snowflakes so much.

Fukuchi Sakura asked again, who are you looking at.

Akutagawa pursed his lips in embarrassment.

Of course I was looking at Akutagawa, he replied, and secretly, I was watching Akutagawa quietly, don't you think?

Akutagawa stood beside Fukuji Sakurachi, bowed his head wordlessly.

The facts are already in front of our eyes, and we cannot pretend to be deaf and dumb as if nothing happened. There is no other way but to face it.Ranpo Edogawa was charged with fabricating charges, criticized|fighted|fighted|fighted|fighted|terrorist|mole|terrorist, and was caught in the dungeon managed by the hounds.Even if they don't catch Edogawa Ranpo, the people will find Edogawa Ranpo, and there is no way to escape.

Next, Edogawa Ranpo has only three consequences.The most likely thing is that someone with the ability to read information can read his mind and brain, read the items on his body, and be forced to give up all the information about the anti-war party.At the beginning, Ango Sakaguchi read the item memory on Dostoyevsky, and thus found out where Akutagawa was.In this way, Edogawa Ranpo will become a traitor who has no face to live on, not only betraying all his compatriots, but also betraying his own soul.

The second possibility is that Edogawa Ranpo will be brainwashed, forced to control his physical and mental freedom by supernatural powers, join the supernatural military government, and be used by the right wing to attack the enemy with the enemy and be forced to mutilate his companions.

The third type, Edogawa Ranpo would rather die than surrender, never say a word, and experience the endless cycle of death and death torture, just like Fukuji Sakurachi cut Akutagawa with a knife, or it is not impossible to be more inhumane than that.Fukuji Sakurachi also knows how important Edogawa Ranpo is, and how smart his mind is, and he will definitely not let this talent go easily, so the first two are the priority choices. If he really can't control Edogawa Ranpo, he can only Use the third method to make his life worse than death, the skin and bones are exposed, and the flesh is rotten and the limbs are separated.

Edogawa Ranpo was far away from the danger of being arrested, and was infinitely close to the death of his soul.

Mr. Ranpo, Mr. Ranpo.Akutagawa kept calling in his heart.What should I do, what should I do, what should I do to save you?Or, should I save you, should I expose my identity at the price... He closed his eyes.

This little trick was not discovered by Fukuji Sakurachi. He tried to persuade Edogawa Ranpo earnestly, talking about the benefits of hunting dogs and the future of the military government, and finally played the emotional card and sighed: I am also considered Watching you grow up, you look talented, your mind is outstanding, and you are a top-notch talent no matter where you are. I really can't bear to let you suffer like this. How about it, I will let someone secretly release you, and then use The ability to educate you physically and mentally, so that you will follow me from now on, is not in vain for our friendship for so many years.

Edogawa Ranpo kept his head down, did not speak, let alone any micro-expression that could be called a response.After a while, he looked up at Fukuji Sakurachi, and the shackles in his hands made a crisp and loud sound of steel tearing and clinking.

"I want to talk to Akutagawa," he said.

Fukuji Sakura laughed out loud, and put her arms around Akutagawa's shoulder decisively, making him stand in front of Edogawa Ranpo, her laughter echoed tremblingly.

"Since you were imprisoned, you have been chanting Akutagawa's name every day." He laughed, "Do you know that Akutagawa was deliberately sent by me to get close to you, how many whereabouts and information you got from him, and how he tricked you away Confused? But that's all fake, not a single word is true, Akutagawa is my most loyal subordinate, he belongs to... our side from beginning to end. Bringing him here today is to let you dispel this idea, Understand this fact early."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke hadn't made up his mind, hadn't chosen the right countermeasure, when Edogawa Ranpo looked at him in surprise and grief, and asked sadly: Is it true?

"You've been lying to me, haven't you?" he asked.

"Rumbling nonsense! It seems that you are still obsessed with your obsession. I have told you the truth, but you are still so persistent. Why bother?" Fukuchi Sakura said.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa felt that his legs seemed to have regained muscle response, and there were bursts of lukewarm tremors, like the faint numbness and stagnant feeling before the onset of cramps.

Well, he understood what Edogawa Ranpo meant.

Edogawa Ranpo told him with his eyes what he should do now, and he also received Edogawa Ranpo's unspoken determination.It's just, just...just, why do you want to do this, Mr. Ranpo, this is too cruel and too much for me, although I also know that I have to.Every minute and every second consciously, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was asking and thinking like this over and over again.

He met Edogawa Ranpo's eyes with both irony and laughter.

Those hesitation and doubts just now have all been wiped out, just like a water splash that has just opened its posture in a limited number of years. Regarding the ups and downs of the profound meaning of life, it was killed early, and after a while of trembling, it fell into perish forever in the wild flood.

"Yes, I have always lied to you." He replied Edogawa Ranpo.

"Didn't you ever really like me?"

"No."

"Is it all for the sake of getting close?"

"Yes."

"The first time I took you to the Nishinomaru Garden to see the cherry blossoms, you said that you have lived for 20 years and no one took you to see the cherry blossoms, so you couldn't help crying. At that time, didn't you like me?"

"No."

"I went to Shuri with you last year. It used to be the capital of the Ryukyu Dynasty. There was a Shureimon with a red tile roof, but the wooden railings and steps at the entrance were too inconvenient. I carried you up step by step. Enter the Huanhui Gate, walk into Shuri Mori Mitake, at that time, did you not like me at all?"

"No."

"Then I really don't know what to do with you."

"You'll never know, idiot."

"You said that Japan's No.1 detective is an idiot. But even, well, indeed, even so, I still choose you."

"Even if I lied to you, would you still choose me?"

"meeting."

"When will you choose me?"

"forever."

"What will you do after you choose?"

"I leave the choice to you."

"What will you do when eternity is over?"

"Kiss you."

"idiot."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke pointed at him, and angrily said to Fukuji Sakurachi: "He is hopeless, let's kill him now."

Fukuji Sakurachi refused.He waved his hand to signal Akutagawa not to continue the conversation with Edogawa Ranpo, it would be futile to talk any further, and stop talking to Edogawa Ranpo.

"What else do you want to say, finish it all at once. After it's over, I should take you away." He relaxed his affection for Edogawa Ranpo, and said so.

So Edogawa Ranpo continued to look at Ryunosuke Akutagawa, not caring whether the other party would answer him or not.

"If I had to choose between you and the world, I would choose you. Snowflakes and your black eyes make me a poet."

"Your shoulders are made of moonlight, but it's even better."

"I'm scared... every time you turn your head to look at me, I'm scared."

He said.

"I'm afraid that after I take a look at you, I will no longer be Edogawa Ranpo, and I will no longer be me. The moon dare not say narcissistically that it can make me not me, and the moon has no right to make me say this talk."

"Because the moon has flaws. And you don't."

Hearing this, Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't control his emotions, and his brows were furrowed tightly.Few people have such a standard short horoscope when they frown.The messy original eyebrow peaks are crushed towards the center of the brow bone, and the tip of the brow is not frowned too hard, but a small fleshy mound with lines resembling the outline of a white shell.Accompanied by his breathing and wandering eyes, the soft little meat mound trembles carefully like a newborn white cocoon, covered with thatch, the breath is faint, and the wind only needs to blow over it to cause its soft and boneless contraction and movement .

It turns out that just a slight tremor of the fleshy mound between the eyebrows can make all the hiding and deception useless and fruitless.Edogawa Ranpo didn't know it before.It turns out that it is only one of the five sense organs, the breathing or flying mood, which can make people unable to help but want to cry like rain, pouring down mountains and rivers.he does not know.It turns out that just peeking at the moonlight white of the collarbone can make the rotation of the earth stop slowly and invisible.he does not know.

A strand of black hair inadvertently fell from behind the ear to the front of the cheek, and just such an almost non-existent rustle of sideburns can make time go back to the beginning of the universe.From the beginning of the universe to the end of the ancient world, the silent sliding from point to point, the life-like circle flying from color to color, the eternal and insoluble entanglement from world to world.

It turns out that just this, just this, can change the whole world.He doesn't know, doesn't know...

"I never knew, Akutagawa," he said.

"Actually, the first day Fukuchi Sakura sent you to approach me, I knew you were lying to me, but I didn't say it. I like to tell people, you are wrong, you are so stupid, can you listen to me Yes, can you improve a little bit, but if I face you, Akutagawa, I will only say to you, okay, okay, okay, as long as you don’t dislike it, as long as you like it. I never know why. Why do I have no heart for the closest person, but I am so careful with you who I don't know at all. I don't know why. "

"Your words of affirmation, and their echoes in the room, can become more important than a great book, your soft eyes towards me are more precious than countless gold and silver treasures, and the silkworms when you smile are more important than gold and silver treasures." The French rebel army before World War I was even more capable of killing me, your lips and apple muscles are more influential than the British Navy in its heyday. I also..."

I do not know why either.

What happens when all this confession is over, after all this opportunity to tell you has been exhausted?After the snowflakes stop falling, will the new dawn be bright and thick?If you can, I really hope you can tell me yourself.

After all chances and vitality are exhausted, can I still see the horizon in front of Yokohama port, thin and far away, like your lower eyelids that shine after tears?If I had never met you, such a small individual with a limited number of years to live, where would there be the moment of strength to cross the horizon, the cold wind floating over the sea, the fragile melody of the captive, and the pain of conquering death? Why do you have to ride the wind and rain and go eastward, to a difficult and lonely place where everything is unknown?

"I……"

There was a hazy halo in his green eyes, as his thoughts had drifted into the past, flying over the Ten Thousand Pang Mountains, to the day he met Ryunosuke Akutagawa.In fact, he doesn't quite remember exactly when that day was, he even forgot what he said at that time, he seemed to be smiling foolishly, or he seemed to be pretending to be very sophisticated in front of Akutagawa. Save face.

At that time, Akutagawa was even younger.In his memory, both his face and Akutagawa's face were younger and fairer, not at all like those who have experienced turbulence.

Akutagawa looked at himself with those black eyes.Before he had time to fully recall Akutagawa's expression at that time, the white dove that had been flying by by chance covered his face.Is this the little bird I met in my youth?Why did it suddenly break into the memory?Which scene from which time in the same company is this?On which street did the two walk and stare at each other, and at which street did they say goodnight to each other?What kind of expression did the face covered by the dove's wings turn towards me at that time?Is it a shy smile?Or the usual silence?I didn't have time to think it through...

Here, in the interval between the turbulent youth and the past years, I use my most loyal soul and the most sincere eyes to wait for the only clues you and I can leave.

Love is as strong as death.

Also like death brings liberation.

"I walk about 40 kilometers in your black eyes every day." Edogawa Ranpo said.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't take it anymore.

Without hesitation, he snatched the firearm worn by Fukuji Sakurachi, and fired four shots at Edogawa Ranpo.The first two shots were only flesh wounds, the third shot was slightly close to the point of death, and the fourth shot finally passed through the heart and killed him successfully.

Edogawa Ranpo's eyes were full of peace and relief.

"God knows how much I love you."

After speaking, he closed his eyes forever.

Life disappeared so quickly, weaker and blurrier than a tremor in the air.The fragments of life ended so decisively, more thoroughly and unintentionally than the brushing of dust.Stepping into heaven is so unbelievably simple, more natural and reasonable than Xuehua's silence.

The traces of human beings' death are so faint that only the memories of the nine ileums remain, the small black circles hit by the bullets on the wall, and the slow echoes that are going on with the spread of the pool of blood.

Fukuchi Sakurachi was shocked and asked Akutagawa why. This is really reckless. Even if we can't assimilate him, we can force him to read the information on him. What a pity, what a pity, he is really important.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to raise his neck so that the tears flowed back into his pupils along the lower eyeliner.But in order not to be noticed, he held back.He turned his head slowly, looked at Fukuji Sakurachi, and slowly let go of his fingers, letting the gun fall to the ground, leaving only warm smoke.

I'm sorry, he said, this person has been harassing me with nonsense.

When Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes rolled down on him with tears in his eyes, Fukuji Sakurachi completely forgot all the harshness and regret just now.Those things, in front of Akutagawa's tearful eyes and resentful tone, can all die.The momentary quarrel was blown away under Akutagawa's softness, and it was blown into a grain of sand on the time wheel of the universe, and there will never be a day when it will fly back.

He held Akutagawa's hand that shot just now, sighed meaningfully, and said, "Sorry, I only considered my own plan, but ignored your feelings. If it were me, I would have been harassed by the enemy face to face with love words." , I will also hate it to the bone and shoot directly. I didn't consider this, I didn't stop him in time, but I blamed you after you shot, please forgive me."

"It's all right, my lord."

"Why are your hands shaking all the time? Is this your first time shooting?"

"Ah."

"Thank you for your hard work. For those who shoot for the first time, the impact of the recoil will be more or less affected, and they will not tremble after getting used to it."

"Ah."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke nodded numbly in response, as if his heart would be chopped off an inch every time he nodded.

"It's finally coming to an end." He said happily, "Although it's a bit regrettable, I missed a talent, but it's not a big problem, and it's a big gain to destroy the enemy's organizational ability. Goodbye. There will be no resurrection Yes, him."

There will be no resurrection, no return.Just like the quiet and beautiful dawn after the dark clouds dissipate, emotions rise up lingeringly, and then dissipate in the sky very gracefully.What dissipates never returns.

Akutagawa, look.

He pointed out the window.

A long Bengal rose-colored halo faintly rises from the horizon, scattered light on the floating clouds, driving away all the darkness in an instant, breaking the curtain of the night like flowing wisdom, Dye the entire sky with light streaks.The fine white and graceful light spot like a scorpion changes from narrow like a droplet to broad like a waterfall, resting quietly on the other side of the sky, reflecting the dawn of winter scorpion.After it gathers into a light cluster that can illuminate all the world, the sea surface is also swept into daylight.The world is completely happy to enjoy the sunrise.

"It's a good omen, it's a good omen."

He laughed and said.

"Happy comedic ending is coming!"