Bungo Stray Dog is now a boyfriend

His posture is definitely the rhythm of selling himself.

"Chuya, do you want to go?"

"Of course, since he invited me, there is no reason for me to escape, right?" He couldn't believe it, what jackals and tigers were waiting for him inside, what could an old guy who couldn't even punch himself do to him!

"Chu also looks like he's going to kill someone."

"Twisted melons are not sweet, I don't understand this kind of reasoning, I want to teach him a lesson myself!" I have already made it clear that I refused, and he is still chasing him so hard, he is forcing himself to kill.

There was only one person in room 122, the stereo and screen were not turned on, and the occasional howling of ghosts and wolves from the next door would also enter Mr. W's room.

"Old man, what can you do with me?" Nakaya entered the room and sat directly on the table in front of W, his eyes and movements exuded provocation.

"Chuya, do you know why I like you? I almost love you to death. There are dangers and temptations. I wanted to wait for you to grow up, but I can't wait."

W stretched out his hand to touch Chuuya's face, but his hand stopped in the air. He remembered the heavy punch in the morning very clearly, and Zhongye was not someone who would obediently give in just because of the slightest threat.

"Are you looking for me for these boring things? I'll go first." Zhong also planned to get up and leave, W didn't dare to do anything to himself, and he couldn't stop himself from leaving.

"It's so ruthless, I came this time out of good intentions, to give you a gift." W flipped through the briefcase behind him and said.

Speaking of presents, under the influence of Dazai, Chuya could no longer think of any good things.

"If you don't agree to me now, at least don't refuse the things I give you! The future of the mafia is in your mind, and your partner and lover, you don't want him to die, do you?" Mr. W handed the A palm-sized gift box.

"I've accepted the things, and I'm leaving." Zhong also took the gift box and planned to leave. He was not interested in knowing what was inside, so he just threw it away.

W stopped Chuya: "At least you should take a look at the gift I gave you."

Zhong also opened the gift box, and inside was a stud earring inlaid with sapphire.

"What do you mean?" Chuuya asked.

W smiled and said: "Put it on, I want you to wear it, that's why I called you here tonight, let me see the results of your partner's persuasion, you don't want him to be a prisoner, do you?"

"Old man, do your means end here?"

Zhong also picked up the earring and lightly put it on his left ear, a few drops of blood flowed into the collar along the skin.

"It suits you very well, but your eyes are more beautiful." W looked at Chuya's neck and swallowed.

"Okay, I can go back now." The room wasn't too noisy, and Chuya could clearly hear the voice in W's throat, and W's expression was also seen by Chuya, should we kill him right now? Woolen cloth?

"Yes, I look forward to seeing you next time."

"What a coincidence, I'm also looking forward to it." The next time we meet is definitely your death date, and you have to endure the second half of the sentence without saying it, even after suffering such a big humiliation just now, turning your face at this time will not be worth the loss.

As soon as Chuya stepped out of the KTV, he saw Dazai waiting on the side of the road, this guy, why don't you tell him to go back first, what are you doing here, and pretending to be an abandoned person.

"Oh, Chuya finally came out, I thought you would talk about your life with W tonight!" Dazai was shivering in the cold winter wind in Yokohama.

"Talk about life? That old pervert is drooling, how can you talk to him about in-depth issues?" It would be good if he wasn't classified as a first-class disabled.

Dazai noticed the bloodstains on the earrings Chuya was wearing and the collar. The sexual implication is so obvious, that guy W must not keep it.

"That old pervert is quite good at playing."

Dazai reached out and wiped the blood on Chuya's neck, causing people to suffer pain and humiliation, and this is how the charm of power is reflected.

"Dazai, don't forget what you promised, you have to help me." Chuya frowned and took off the earrings, and threw them on the side of the road casually. The humiliation suffered by the mafia members will be doubled, and he adheres to this principle represent.

"Of course, I never lie about the transaction, let alone the transaction with my partner, don't worry." Dazai patted Chuya on the shoulder, "Don't forget your promise."

"As long as you help me solve the problem of W, of course I will abide by the rules of the transaction, but may I know why you don't want me to cut my hair?" Why did Dazai care so much about his hairstyle? I didn't expect Dazai Kai's conditions to be so strange.

"Actually, I like long-haired cats better." Dazai said, pulling the hair next to Chuya's ear and twisting it.

Zhong also took a few deep breaths, this guy is still useful now, let him save his life first, and then settle the score slowly later.

"Don't be poor, what are your plans?"

"Tonight I personally investigate all the intelligence about W, entrepreneur, philanthropist, I can't believe that he is really as good as he is in the media."

People who talk about justice and benevolence all day long are either outright hypocrites, or fools brainwashed by human moral concepts. Mr. W does not look like the latter.

After a night of non-stop work, Dazai finally finalized the battle plan with confidence.

"Is this really okay?" Zhongya questioned after hearing Dazai's good story. If Mr. W really broke the boat, all previous efforts would be wasted, and that old thing is not so easy to deal with.

"Chuya, when did my battle plan go wrong?" Dazai rubbed Chuya's hair and said, "I really didn't expect that I would sacrifice my precious rest time to save the slug's chastity."

Shinobu, you must endure at this time, Dazai has always been like this, as long as you give him a good face, you will immediately get carried away. If one day he is bald, Dazai must have touched his baldness.

"Okay, that's it." Nakaya just wanted to take a cigarette from his pocket when he remembered the agreement with Dazai to kill Qiandao.

Quit smoking, quit smoking, Dazai always took pleasure in teasing himself.Dazai must be very happy to see himself annoyed because he can't smoke.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angel here, I am not a slag, but a nutrient solution for flower irrigation, and thank you readers and friends who have been reading my article for more than a month after I update it, you are all angels, okay(づ￣ 3￣)づ

Dazai, who has murderous intentions, is very dangerous...

Chapter: ☆, Chapter 36

The next day, Dazai and Chuya came to a psychiatric hospital in Yokohama to find the key person who brought down W.

In the hospital ward, Dazai has become the key care object of the mental hospital.

"You pretend to be mentally ill!" Zhong also couldn't help but praise Dazai. Just now, Dazai's performance in front of the hospital's public service desk successfully attracted more than half of the doctors and nurses in the hospital. In that state, Zhong If you don't know Dazai, you will definitely treat him as a genuine psychopath.

Half an hour ago, Dazai and Chuya came inside the hospital building, and Dazai suddenly became like a hysterical artist who had run out of inspiration for creation.

"Go to this fucking world!" Dazai tugged at his hair in pain, "Help me wake up from this corrupt and false world! True and false, false and true, good and evil, evil, evil Evil, good and good, clear and turbid, turbid and clear," Dazai frantically tore off the bandage around his neck, still uttering some unintelligible words.

"The whole world is deformed, I am chasing my own desires, I am complacent about my own despicable deeds, I am intoxicated by the prosperity of the false world, I offer my dirty heart to this corrupt world, I am shameless Stealer, I am a pathetic loser, I am a fool obsessed with finding the happiness that exists like the gold sand on the bottom of the river..."

Dazai clenched Chuya's hand tightly and put it on his forehead, "Kill me, let me leave this nonsense world that I love so much, there is nothing in the world that can redeem me, I am just a coward who indulges in self-deception That's all! Since the ending is already doomed, why do I still have to run around in the world?"

Dazai let go of Chuya's hand and shouted to the people around him, "Tell me, what should I do? Isn't suicide the best ending for me?"

Saying that, Dazai raised his short knife and stabbed himself in the heart, but was stopped by the doctor who arrived in time.

"You are young, but you are not seriously ill. Live well, everything is possible." The doctor snatched the knife from Dazai's hand.

"I'm sorry, my friend became obsessed with writing novels and became what he is now." Zhong also explained beside him.

"Tsk, what's wrong with young people nowadays, they have to learn from others and write novels. Do they really think they are Hugo or Balzac? In the end, they make themselves into such a state, and it's their own fault!"

The doctor scolded iron and steel, among all professions, writers have a much higher chance of suffering from depression than other professions, or some writers are more or less abnormal, and today he finally saw a real case.

Chuya grabbed Dazai, who was flailing his teeth and claws, and begged the doctor: "Please help the doctor, this guy was like this a long time ago, today he managed to trick him here, don't let him escape."

Chuya was right, Dazai had always looked like he was dying before, but today he became more exaggerated to attract attention.

Finally, surrounded by many medical staff, Dazai lived up to everyone's expectations and entered the special intensive care unit. Now he has been tied up on the bed and cannot move.

To be on the safe side, the doctor wanted to inject him with a sedative, but Zhongya hurriedly stopped him: "I can see that this guy will be fine, if you just give him any medicine, he will definitely become more nervous! "

The doctor left the ward because he wanted to go back to discuss the patient's treatment plan with his colleagues, and there were only two people left in the intensive care ward, Dazai and Chuya.

"Chuya, let's go, find that key person." Dazai cut the rope tied around his body at some point, got up and said to Zhongya.

"You look like a psychopath!"

"Strange, shouldn't Chuya say that I'm acting in my true colors?" Dazai opened the door carefully to observe the situation outside. Fortunately, there is no one there. There was such a commotion in the hospital lobby just now, and most of the work is estimated. People know themselves.

"Che, Nakaya is too short, there is no way to provide me with cover." Dazai complained dissatisfied.

According to the intelligence, the person Dazai and Zhong were looking for was in the special care unit on the top floor of the hospital, and Dazai and Zhong also boarded the elevator leading to the top floor of the hospital.

"Chuya, I suddenly found that I am very suitable for the profession of a doctor," Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his white coat. Chuya just took two sets of hospital uniforms in the duty room to confuse the public, but he didn't expect to wear them on himself. , "Merry doctor Osamu Dazai is here!" Dazai happily snapped his fingers.

"Don't be coquettish, the word "clothed beast" is just for you." If this guy is really a doctor, most of the patients in the hospital will be killed by him. Fortunately, this guy even hangs a stethoscope on his bed. On the neck, it looks like that.

"I used to be Mr. Mori's assistant. If you want to say that doctors are somewhat qualified, they are much more qualified than you, a thug who shouts and kills all day long."

The elevator stops at the top floor of the hospital, room 803, where there are people Dazai and Zhong are also looking for.

"What, I saw at least a big beauty like Ms. Tokita, but I didn't expect to meet this kind of little boy with no flesh on his body. W's taste is too bad."

Zhong also used the ability to manipulate gravity to hang upside down on the wall and observed the situation in room 802 through the window on the door. Except for a skinny boy lying on the hospital bed resting, no one else was found.

Dazai raised his hand and stroked Chuya's hair, "Okay Chuya, just go in after making sure there is no one else."

"Dead Qingmao, don't suddenly use Disqualification in the World!" Zhongya lost the blessing of his ability and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and finally landed on both feet, otherwise he would be beaten to death by Dazai again.

"You are very unfamiliar, are you a new intern doctor?" The boy on the bed asked, didn't he always have a special doctor to take care of him, why are there two newcomers here today?

Dazai stared at the boy for a while, then said to Zhongya: "Slug, do you think he looks like someone?"

Zhong also looked at the boy in front of him, he was almost out of shape, the large hospital gown didn't fit him at all, his eyes were deeply sunken, and his thin neck rested on his small head.

"Qing mackerel, you mean he looks like..." Zhong also pointed to himself and said, yes, although he is severely malnourished, but with orange hair and blue eyes, W is actually trying to find his own substitute , and even sent people to a mental hospital!

"Little handsome guy, we are not doctors, we are reporters from a certain radio station in Yokohama. I heard that you were very appreciated by entrepreneur W a year ago. How did you become like this now?"

Dazai solemnly took out a notebook and a pen from his pocket, as if he was going to interview seriously.

The boy looked panic-stricken, "Don't come here, or I'll call the nurse sister to give you a very painful injection. I'm very good, I won't give me an injection, bad guy, go away quickly, the baby is going to rest, In the dream, there will be a white-bearded grandfather playing games with the baby, because I have always been the most obedient here." As he said that, the boy reached out to ring the electric bell on the bedside.

Dazai grabbed the boy's wrist and turned the boy over on the bed. The boy had no strength at all. After Dazai's fall, he fell on the bed and gasped in pain.

"Little friend, do you understand why you are here? Because then you are just a pitiful substitute for someone. If you had realized this earlier, you would not have fallen into the situation you are now," Dazai lifted the boy's forehead and passed Long hair, "Isn't the scar on your forehead the best proof of your ignorance?" There was a small scar on the left forehead of the boy, which looked like he had been severely beaten by something.

The young man retreated to the corner of the wall trembling all over, his eyes filled with panic, "I don't understand what you are saying, come here, help, someone wants to..."

Zhong also hastily covered the boy's mouth, the boy's voice was quite loud, and it didn't look like he was severely malnourished when he shouted for help.

"Slug, it's time for him to see the real thing." Dazai also took off his mask as a gesture.

The moment Zhongye took off his mask, the boy's eyes widened in surprise, "How is that possible!"

The boy said in disbelief that the young man in front of him did look a bit like himself a year ago, but his brows and eyes were less sharp.

"Dangdangdangdang, the authentic product is here, how does it feel to be played with and discarded like a doll at will, with his authentic product here, I am afraid that you will never be able to return to W's arms for the rest of your life, and your infatuation may be paid by mistake." Dazai regretted Patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Infatuation? Are you kidding me? Who liked that old thing!" The boy waved Dazai's hand angrily and said, "Look, this old guy left it for me, do you like it?" The boy untied himself The buttons of the hospital gown, his chest and back were covered with scars.

"Since that's the case, let's take revenge and let him never recover. As long as you are willing to fight it out, what do you want, do you want to join us?" Dazai lowered his head and persuaded the boy.

"Okay, but I want to see W's destruction with my own eyes."

"No problem," Dazai fastened the buttons of the boy's hospital gown, and it seemed that he was not doing well at W's place. The past is not clean either.”

It is not easy to secretly take the boy away from the psychiatric hospital where there are many eyes and ears. Dazai staged another escape scene to attract people's ideas, and Chuya took the opportunity to take the boy out.

In a well-known performing arts company in Yokohama, a hearty voice came out: