【Taizhong】Misplacement

Part C

C3

"To sum up, there is only one possibility left." Osamu Dazai concluded his statement and announced the closure of the case, "Chuya, you cheated."

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "????"

Nakahara Nakahara pushed Osamu Dazai away numbly and sat up, turned his head and stared at him silently for a while with caring eyes for mentally handicapped children, then shook his head while getting up and went to the entrance to open the door to stop the ringing doorbell, and answered coldly without turning his head : "You fart."

"Huh——" Osamu Dazai rolled over behind him and sat up, with one leg bent and one hand idly resting on his knee.He smiled and protested, "You can't act so boldly just because I came from ten years ago, Zhong Ye, you think I won't be able to see it? But in fact, no matter what time it is, I know best—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked to the entrance, turned around and walked around the solid wood cabinet at the corner, and at the same time gave the middle finger to the small cadre sitting on the sofa who was eager to "break the relationship", and said concisely: "Shut up."

He opened the entrance door, and the subordinates outside saw him and immediately bowed deeply: "Mr. Zhongyuan, we have found something very important..."

"Come in and say," Zhong Yuanzhong said with a calm expression, "Next time you don't have to press the doorbell for 3 minutes without interruption, I'm not deaf yet."

Seeing that the expression on the immediate superior's face was not too good, the subordinate hurriedly nodded in fear and trepidation, and followed in.

Hearing the sound of the door, General poked his head out from the railing on the second floor, and found that there was a stranger visiting. He shook his head to get rid of the drowsiness of the afternoon nap, ran down, jumped onto the sofa, and pushed Osamu Dazai aside again. Squeezed, that heavy, hairy ass almost squeezed Osamu Dazai up to spit out last night's dinner.

"You silly dog," Osamu Dazai struggled to get himself out from under the huge body of an adult Scottish shepherd, "you are so fat, you should lose weight!"

General turned his head and gave him a "bark", shaking his long hair that was groomed once a week majestically.

Zhong Yuanzhong ignored these two, walked back to the living room and saw that the original seat was occupied by a team of one person and one dog, paused and sat down again on the single sofa on the other side, picked up the teapot on the low table and poured himself a cup Shui; his subordinates followed, seeing Osamu Dazai on the sofa, he quickly lowered his head: "Mr. Dazai."

General patted his tail twice at him, so he hurriedly greeted this person again: "Good afternoon, Your Excellency!"

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhong Yuanzhong also drank water from a teacup, "What can't be said on the phone, I have to..."

Having said this, he had an epiphany, turned his head, cast his gloomy eyes on Osamu Dazai: "...give me back my phone."

Anyway, I have achieved my goal and finished what I wanted to say without being disturbed.Osamu Dazai smiled and threw the mobile phone hidden in the sofa cushion, Nakahara caught it and glanced at it, as expected, it was turned off.

It should have occurred to him that the reason why he insisted on snatching his mobile phone just now was not pure.

The two men over there met each other's eyes, and the subordinates on this side did not dare to delay, and handed over the investigation results typed out with a small bluetooth printer in the car on the road to Chuya Zhongyuan, and at the same time reported in a well-trained manner: "Two things. First, we have been to the address you gave. According to the left and right neighbors and the landlady, Nozomi Aso has not returned for three days. Mr. Yamada, who talked to him last, said that he was five days ago in the morning, "Both eyes Boiled bloodshot' and left the apartment."

"Secondly, Aso's parents have indeed been working in that research institute since its establishment ten years ago. The research direction is related to human supernatural powers, but the couple passed away in an accident half a month ago." The lively and somewhat unreliable subordinate showed his calmness and stability after training at this time, with no fluctuations in his voice or expression, "It was the Harbor Bridge incident half a month ago."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, and then said softly, "Is that really the case?"

He didn't flip through the thin sheets of paper in his hand, as if he knew what was inside.He casually put the stack of papers on the table—Osamu Dazai, who was obviously unequal in intelligence, flipped through them—and fell into deep thought for a while, unable to guess good or bad on his expression.The subordinates who stood quietly in the same place with drooping eyes waited for a while, and heard Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly ask: "So what is the research topic of his parents before they were alive? Have you finished it?"

The subordinate was stunned for a moment and seemed to be thinking about it, and then decided to answer: "The topic is 'Discovering the method of increasing external force and supernatural power through research on the connection between the human body and superhuman abilities'. If the investigation is correct, this research has not confirmed success. It's still an unstable state of the test object."

The subordinate said: "One more thing, the news from Mr. Akutagawa said that during the investigation process, it was discovered that the research institute had invited a supernatural person who could reverse time within three seconds to cooperate with the experiment. After the experiment, There must be relevant simulation data recorded on that machine. He couldn't get through to you just now, so let us tell you that if you hear it, you will know what's going on."

"Ah." Nakahara Zhongya nodded, and by the way, gave the man next to him who caused him trouble by not paying attention, "Go and call the researchers in the organization, or transfer people from other places, as soon as possible. The booster in the research institute has been restored."

The subordinates received new instructions and left in a hurry.

The villa became quiet again.

General yawned, resting his chin on his overlapping front paws, and closed his eyes with long fluffy eyelashes like falling asleep when he was sleepy; Osamu Dazai finished flipping through the stack of survey results, the meaning was unclear whistled loudly.

Then curiously asked: "Does 'I' know about this?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also realized the reference to "I" in the words without a single pause: "I don't know."

"Sure enough, it's still—"

"Say one more word, and see if I will jump up and beat you violently."

After finishing the lazy daily warning, Nakahara Zhong also let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back on the soft backrest, pillowed his head, and looked at the ceiling of the living room with his eyes flatly: "We don't have that sticky way of getting along. Being together is such a relationship, sharing each other's lives...but we all have our own space, and we don't tell each other every little thing."

Osamu Dazai raised the stack of papers in his hand, and slightly raised one eyebrow: "In the so-called 'little things', there is also a young man who was accidentally rescued by you a few years ago and started to worship you crazily after that." , I think that although you are a mafia, you are kind and righteous, have strong abilities and easily shoulder the responsibilities commensurate with your abilities..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a slightly cracked expression, covering half of his face to prevent him from continuing: "You better shut up."

Osamu Dazai suppressed a smile and glanced at the record that seemed to be a superhero script in his hand, and continued: "I don't know why, but Chuya didn't cut off contact with him-ah, I know this, Chuya is very concerned about this. Mozhe, a boy who looks like a puppy, probably just hesitated at first so he didn’t refuse to exchange contact information—so later he began to treat you like those idols, imitating some of your daily habits, every move...even the original I just got the same hairstyle as Nakaya’s hair, and dyed it completely orange—”

"Then half a month ago," Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "the hostile organization destroyed half of the Harbor Bridge in a sniper operation against Chuya. At that time, 72 private cars and 130 tourists fell into the sea. So it just so happened that there happened to be the parents of that young man who had been on a long vacation to see their kids in high school."

"That's right." Zhong Yuan was silent for a moment, and said, "When I saved someone a few years ago, I just fell in love with his pair of fierce 'never want to die' eyes, and then I got to know his background a little bit, and knew that After being an ordinary student, I went with him. I was also very busy in those two years, and I didn't bother to take care of such trivial matters... So I only know that he has a pair of researcher parents, what he looks like, and what his name is, and I don't have the time to find out. "

He shrugged: "Probably because he was disappointed with me. The action against me was quite a big deal. Some high-end hackers hacked into the car's system, and then seven or eight people with supernatural abilities acted together, almost killing Hong Kong gangsters." The black crow is strung together like a sparrow on an iron rod... Even though I dodged it, I fought back in an instant."

But he didn't have time to carry the long steel dragon that broke from it across the coast.

The human heart is very strange. It can establish trust and admiration for a person in a short period of time, and it can also overthrow it with one's own hands in a second, and then disappointment and hatred come indiscriminately, and return ten times and a hundred times aggressively. , and even those words of resentment are similar and traceable.

if not you……

why didn't you...

why don't you go...

and most importantly,

Those disasters are imminent, why is it me?

Love and hate are like tarot cards in the hands of a witch, flipping them is just a matter of moving your fingers.

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly: "Ah...it must be the idea of ​​a weak and spineless person."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

"Isn't it?" Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "A typical coward mentality. He also has too many expectations for Zhong, and when he hears the description of his admiration for you, Zhong also won't be disgusted. Are you shivering? Rather than admiring you, it is better to say that you are adoring the perfect "self" that is no longer weak in your imagination——powerful, compassionate, unconstrained by common sense, reckless, and will seem As a matter of course, take on the unfair... Mafia? This is really the funniest joke at the beginning of this year, do those adjectives describe Zhongya Zhongya, Man of Steel or the captain of Country X?"

The young cadre snorted coldly, and a slightly mean smile appeared on his handsome face: "You are just the most ordinary mafia cadre."

Life is busy, and no one is more special than the other. Whether it is a scientist or a waste picker, when they die, they will become a handful of fly ash, a handful of dust.

It's just that when we are alive, the paths we take actively or passively are different.

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back with his neck leaning back on the backrest, and blinked his chin to look at the little cadre in front of him who was preaching to him. He saw that he somehow thought of something else from what he said just now, and the expression on his face became more and more mean. The sarcasm was off the charts, but he actually felt that he was so damn good-looking and handsome, and his mouth was dry all of a sudden, and his desire to kiss him immediately increased.

He suddenly remembered Kajii's tongue-smacking reaction when the lemon maniac found out that he and Osamu Dazai were actually together. He didn't say anything else, he just asked him a question and made a statement in a correct tone like studying science.

The question is: What do you both... like about each other?

The summary is: those men and women who pursue you by the dozen are really wronged-not that they are not good enough, but that there is something wrong with the person they fancy.

I think your aesthetic nerves are a bit biased.

He didn't take it seriously at the time, but now that he smacked it, he felt somewhat guilty.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him and touched his chin. "I think Chuya now has an expression asking for a kiss... Is it an illusion? Or are you always so disgusting?" He whimpered, looking very disgusted, "Don't do it."

"...It's safer for you to keep your mouth shut." The 28-year-old Zhong Yuan coughed, kicked his calf with his toe, and instructed, "Go and wash the vegetables, and I'll be ready for dinner later."

Osamu Dazai pouted, feeling lazy all over, thinking that cooking is really troublesome, why don't you order takeaway...

General, who was lying on the side, raised his head, looked at this and then that, finally stood up and squeezed his long mouth behind Dazai Osamu, and squeezed hard. The strength of a large dog did not disappoint its size. General Very skillfully, he squeezed the person from the sofa to the ground.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed.

"Stupid dog." Sitting on the ground, Osamu Dazai said softly, "Wait, I'll settle the score with you later."

The truth is out, and it seems that all that's left is to wait for the time to come.So two weeks and three days later, the machines in the once ruined research institute were urgently repaired.The time and effort spent by all scientists on research is worthy of respect. They are just standing on the shoulders of their predecessors and using the remaining information to repair it, so it seems that the second process is as fast as a hurricane. .

"Mr. Zhongyuan, we have restored the last data setting..." The scientist in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang frowned and explained the situation to the two, "But I can't guarantee that the same effect as last time will appear, according to From our conclusion, this is only a semi-finished product, and if you want to achieve the same result as last time, you can only try your luck."

"Luck. It's not bad. I've always had good luck." Nakahara Nakaya said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, this is the only way. I'm going to take it anyway—that's all about it. Please keep the inside information secret.”

The scientific researcher was sweating and pushed his glasses: "Mr. Na Sen...?"

"I know it in my heart, so you don't have to worry about it." Nakahara Chuya finished explaining to this side, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Osamu Dazai standing there alone, with his head bowed and skillfully playing with an M500—the so-called The high-power revolver of the "Hand Cannon" has an effective range of 250 meters and is loaded with 12.7mm Magnum high-power pistol bullets.

If they really returned to the past smoothly, then the situation when they arrived might be like, it is better to be safe and prepare.

Zhong Yuanzhong also retracted his gaze, and nodded to the people beside him: "I don't know how long it will take. I will ask you when I am not here. If you have something to do, you can go to Akutagawa... Then, we will go back when we go."

The subordinate stood up straight with a "snap", with a solemn expression: "I wish you prosperity in martial arts!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed like he said: "It's too grand. Besides, I didn't go to fight."

He turned around and walked to Osamu Dazai, waiting for the staff to make final preparations for them, while waving at his subordinates casually.

……

The moment they travel through time and space, they are unconscious.

It seemed that he was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, it was already the middle of the night.But before the two of them looked around, a few loud crashes came from below together with the feeling of falling, which made the heart stop. Zhongyuan, who was holding a black umbrella and wearing a long suit, reflexively controlled his own gravity to stay In the air, at the same time, he subconsciously wanted to catch Osamu Dazai, who was no different from ordinary people when he fell from a high altitude. Then he heard two gunshots, and found that the man changed the angle of the fall through the recoil and slowed down the momentum of the fall. Purposefully, they rushed to the collapsing building at their feet.

...The prepared M500 was not in vain, but what happened?

Nakahara was also at a loss, until he saw that Osamu Dazai picked up someone who was thrown out of the building during the fall, and the two of them rolled and crashed safely on the crooked floor of the first floor. "Tsk tsk" shook his head.

What are you doing, how did you discover it faster than anyone else? Is this some kind of disgusting telepathy?

Immediately afterwards, two directions were vaguely heard in the collapsing building. Zhong Yuanzhong also hummed, holding a black umbrella in one hand, raising the other hand, and lightly hooked his fingers twice in the air at the huge building——

In the next moment, the entire building was included in his gravity control range, and the load-bearing columns in those two directions were taken special care of.Under the cold moonlight, the man who manipulated gravity was condescending, with an imperceptible dark red light glowing on his body;

Yo, there was quite a commotion, Dazai.

He thought to himself, but slowly smiled.

Half a month has passed, and it's time to find Osamu Dazai who belongs to him.

The man in the long suit was holding a black umbrella, and slowly fell from the night sky with the corners of his mouth curled up; after the smoke and dust filled the air, he finally saw the man who was slightly embarrassed holding the zip line and stepping on the wall. Under the control of famous rules, they changed back to their respective bodies.

Those beautiful iris eyes were staring at him unblinkingly, with a familiar smile in them.

"Did you come here on purpose to be handsome?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed: "What are you talking about?"

"I don't understand a single word."

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