Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

In the middle of the night, the moon is in the sky.

"Really, it's time to come. Do you want to offend all the members of the household registration department, Shimizu?" The uncle with glasses opened the door in front and let a car in.

The co-pilot got off a policeman wearing a fisherman's hat: "Don't say that, Dad, it's nothing to do a little favor for my son to solve the case, and I changed my name a long time ago. Seniors should be more respectful."

Masato Nagase frowned and asked the other person: "Did he always behave like this when he was working? Is this attitude worthy of promotion?"

Kurokawa got off the car: "Yes, but everyone likes Senior's personality."

"Kurokawa, don't say unnecessary things, that's a matter of course, and father, I didn't come to chat with you," Nagase showed his father's ID, "I need to call all Yokohama citizens' data within three months, and you are prohibited Tell the others."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Nagase Masato pushed his glasses: "Your authority cannot take away a piece of paper here, you can only read it here, and taking pictures and copying is prohibited."

Nagase withdrew the certificate: "Thanks, Dad."

"Kurokawa, come in and help."

"Yes."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The "LK" on the bucket hat shines in a different way under the moonlight.

In the morning, Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes—the ceiling he didn't recognize.

It's great, not in a bridge hole with air leaks everywhere, or in a dilapidated orphanage room...

Let's enjoy such a warm bed for a while longer... Atsushi Nakajima closed his eyes and shrank himself into the bed.

"It's rare that someone likes to stay in bed more than me."

Atsushi Nakajima was startled by the voice in his ear: "Yes! I'm going to get up now! Sorry!!!"

Just when he was about to lift the quilt and get up, Atsushi Nakajima saw the messy-haired Ruke next to him with half-closed eyes and didn't move a bit: "It's okay, I haven't planned to get up yet, brother Atsu, don't get up too early, it's not good for your body. good."

It was the first time Atsushi Nakajima heard this saying: "Huh?"

"Give your body time to wake up, take your time." Saying that, Rick slowly fell asleep.

Atsushi Nakajima glanced at the clock embedded in the wall, and said frantically, "No! It's already nine o'clock and we can't take our time anymore! The time agreed yesterday is 08:30!"

"It seems so, well, I'm already late anyway, so let's be a little later."

"Mr. Rick!"

10 minute later.

The investigators waited in the restaurant for two people who arrived late.

"Then, according to what I said yesterday, Dazai, Brother Dun, and Rang will be in a group with me to investigate the know-it-all from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. How about you, Weisu? Do you want to go together?"

Weisu looked at the phone: "I think so too, but Ellis asked me to go with him to the hospital to visit Mr. Poe, as if there was something wrong with Mr. Poe."

Liu Ke looked around, but didn't see Ellis, and asked, "Why didn't Ellis come down?"

"He won't get up for a while," replied Jean, spreading chocolate sauce on the bread.

investigator:……

[Weisu: Wow, is Ellis still alive? ]

[Rik: It's great that I wasn't selected yesterday. ]

In the parking lot outside the hotel, a beautiful Porsche was parked there, and people passing by around couldn't help but look away.

"Beep beep——" the headlights of the car flashed twice, and the blond Frenchman leaned against the unlocked body, holding a bunch of keychains in his hand: "I bought the car yesterday, does anyone want to drive it?"

"I'll drive!" Dazai Osamu raised his hand extra positively, "I'm the number one driver in Yokohama! I drive fast and steadily!"

"Then I'll leave it to you." Jean naturally threw the key to Osamu Dazai, and opened the co-pilot's door to get on.

"Why don't you drive by yourself?" Liu Ke sat in the back seat, facing the driver's seat.

Jean: "Because it's boring. It was boring after driving back yesterday. How could this car continue to torture me."

"Leave it to me, Mr. Rang, this time is definitely a car experience that you won't find boring!" Osamu Dazai sat in the driver's seat, closed the door, and even put on his seat belt.

"Brother Dun, put on your seat belt." For some reason, Ruke had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Atsushi Nakajima put on his seat belt obediently.

The car started very steadily, leaving the crowded road, all the way steadily.

[Ru Ke: I was thinking too much——]

"scold--!!!"

The moment the car drove out of the urban area, the sound of violent friction between the tires and the brake pads could be heard from the bottom of the car. In less than three seconds, the strong feeling of pushing back firmly embedded the Porsche passenger in the back of the seat.

"Wait, isn't it too fast, Dazai?"

Rick's sentences turned into broken syllables in the speeding car.

"Hand it! Give it! Me! Let's go!" Osamu Dazai showed the dementia above, and he turned the steering wheel to the left for a full circle and a half!

The car formed an angle close to 90 degrees with the ground so dangerously that it almost turned over directly.

"The speed limit is 40 kilometers." Jean looked at the speed on the dashboard and reminded him.

"I know, the speed limit is 180 kilometers!" Osamu Dazai didn't even look at the speed limit signs passing by, and stepped on the accelerator all by himself.

"So the speed limit is 40—ah, it hurts!" Ruk covered his mouth, and gripped Osamu Dazai's chair resentfully.

[Liu Ke: You shouldn't be talking in a drifting car, you've bitten your tongue. ]

[Liu Ke: By the way, he is still drifting in a straight line, whether this person can drive or not! ]

"Yo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho—"

On the wide driveway, the blue Porsche drives as fast and passionately as if the driver had drunk fake wine, and may rush out of the driveway at any time.

[kp: too lucky. ]

[kp: Osamu Dazai lucky 151D100=3 extremely difficult to succeed]

[Ru Ke: Damn, it actually passed him!It's over! ]

The brake pads made a crisp sound of running out of ammunition. The ghost knows how Dazai Osamu did it. The brand-new brake pads were worn to death with just a distance between cars.

Fortunately, when the brake pads are dead, it can be said that they are quite dedicated brake pads to stop the car before the destination.

Osamu Dazai got out of the car and stretched his waist: "It's been a long time since I touched the steering wheel, it's so cool~~"

Jean opened the car door, stood on the ground and jumped twice, then let out a breath.

Atsushi Nakajima opened the car door with shaking hands, and the moment he stepped on the ground, his feet went limp and he almost sat on the ground.

"Ouch~~~~~" Sulker pushed open the car door, leaned on the wall and threw up the breakfast in his stomach.

"Hey, Ruk is too ugly, but he vomited in front of someone's house, it's rude." Osamu Dazai pinched his nose in disgust, and slapped him with his hands pretendingly.

"Who do you think this is thanks to!" Liu Keqing wiped his mouth with a blushing face.

"Dun-jun and Rang-jun are not as miserable as you." Dazai Zhi touched his chin seriously, "It really is that Ruke himself is too useless~"

"You made me vomit all over here on purpose," Ruk said suddenly, "Well, I don't have to, it's mainly because of disgusting homeowners, and of course you want to drive a car, so I can only say It’s killing two birds with one stone.”

Osamu Dazai put his hands behind his head and turned around indifferently: "Is Ruke throwing the blame?"

"No, I just thought of it suddenly." Ruke straightened his clothes and stood up, "As for your purpose judgment, starting from the result you caused and pushing forward, and backward from what you did, what is the accuracy rate of the former? higher."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"It's amazing." Osamu Dazai's voice sounded the same as before, without any fluctuations.

"It's just an afterthought, it's not interesting," Ruke rubbed his fingers, "Where is the middle boss we're going to challenge next?"

What I saw in front of me was a single-family villa with low-key exterior decoration, no garden or fountain, minimalist and practical decoration style, none of the windows could see the interior, and the dark curtains were tightly blocked.

Compared with such gorgeous words as a villa, it is more like a safe house.

"Ah, those glasses are not worthy of being called a middle boss." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets. "For the place where he works, he is just a useful pawn that he doesn't want to lose."

"Wow, what an exaggerated evaluation, it's terrifying," Ruk walked forward with his arms folded, "Then let me meet the Zhong Boss who can be evaluated so sharply by Dazai but is still alive."

"Ding-dong-"

Waited 20 seconds and no one responded.

Ruk and Dazai simultaneously held up a wire that was hidden somewhere: "Give it to me/This is the key."

Others: ...You guys have a tacit understanding too much.

Ruke and Osamu Dazai touched each other's iron wire like a toast, and smiled at each other: "You first?"

"No, Dazai, you go first."

"Ruke is too raw, why are you being polite to me, please first~"

"Why, are they accommodating?" Atsushi Nakajima asked with a big question mark in his small head.

Jean leaned on the car: "Probably no one wants to expose their skills first. For the occultists, if they strike first, they lose... Well, it's just a boring reason anyway, so don't worry about it."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Oh, I see."

Rick & Osamu Dazai: ...

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Please don't pick the lock, Dazai-kun!" A clear voice came from the intercom at the door, "What's the matter with you bringing so many people to my house? Please explain your purpose."

"Hey, Dazai, what's this person's name?" Ruke put away the wire, thinking for a long time but couldn't think of his name, and asked Dazai for help.

"Ango Sakaguchi."

"OK, Sakaguchi-kun, about the scandals of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, such as the local government behind the indiscriminate murder in Yokohama, I wonder if you are interested?" The gentle-faced young man opened his mouth and gave the other party A sensitive topic that is impossible to say no to.

"Pfft, straight to the point." Osamu Dazai laughed.

Ruke blinked: "Because I value the person who was evaluated by Dazai very much, so I can only face it head-on."

"...I'm interested, but there are too many of you, only two can come in—"

"Sorry Sakaguchi-kun," Rick interrupted, "I thought the dominance was on our side."

[kp: Threatening npc, huh. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

The man in the dark took off his glasses and rubbed his aching eyebrows: "Mr. Dazai, your vision of people is as accurate as ever."

The man's frivolous voice was mixed in the intercom interfering with the current: "Ah, until now, I always think that I have the worst eye for people, Ango."

"..."

"Click", the door lock opens automatically.

"Come in, and be careful not to mess up the books in the house."

The light shines into the door, presenting the scene of a small area inside to outsiders.

"The hell of books?"

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感谢在2022-01-1723:59:11~2022-01-1821:50:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: one or two 40 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!