【Taizhong】The Aesthetics of Legs

"The Yokohama TTOL dismemberment case?" Osamu Dazai sat on the sofa in the reception room, propped his chin with one hand, and looked thoughtful, "Well, there seems to be such a thing."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sat across from him, crossed his arms, and snorted angrily: "Anyway, you are either immersed in suicide or provoking women everywhere during this period of time."

Osamu Dazai smiled good-naturedly: "Hey~ Isn't it true that Nakaya is indulging in your bad taste in choosing hats while collecting frighteningly expensive wine?"

When there is no mission, the two of them never contact each other, but even so, it doesn't mean that they don't know what the other is doing.

"...Tell me about my taste again, believe it or not, I'll smash your hypocritical face."

So how on earth did these two become partners! ?

The deputy warden and Qiu Daimei stood in place like pillars, looking back and forth at the two, feeling that the atmosphere was terribly awkward, as if it was about to explode in the next second.

"That..." the deputy warden touched the top of his shiny head, "Ma, it's time for dinner soon, I'm going to patrol, you guys talk slowly."

"Deputy, deputy warden!" Qiu Daimei tremblingly stretched out his hand to the person who disappeared behind the door, how could he leave himself here alone!

Seeing Aki Daimi's face turning green and then pale, Osamu Dazai supported his head and let out a "puchi" laugh: "Ms. Akiyo is still writing everything on her face as usual."

Qiu Daimei looked very surprised when she heard the other party call out her name so clearly. She obviously didn't even introduce herself: "Although the question is very abrupt now, but, do you know me?"

"Of course, haven't we met many times?"

Osamu Dazai said meaningfully, his eyelids drooped, his fingers casually clasped his knees, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

There is no doubt that Osamu Dazai has a good appearance. His slender and delicate features and slightly pale complexion have attracted countless women to be fascinated by him.

Some vague and familiar memories revived in Qiu Daimei’s mind. Yes, she seemed to have seen it. When she was still in the patrol department, she could receive the same complaints almost every day, sometimes several times a day. The second time, the content is similar: a man committed suicide, entered the water, hanged himself, took poisonous mushrooms and went crazy on the street...

The man's face gradually overlapped with Dazai Osamu in front of him.

"That's right, that's me." Osamu Dazai pointed to himself proudly.

"How do you know what I'm thinking—why would you do such a thing!?" Qiu Daimei clenched her fists excitedly, feeling greatly stimulated.She finally knew why she didn't recognize him in the first place, because the man who committed suicide always disappeared inexplicably when she was about to bring him back to the police station, making it impossible to find him.

And the elegant and beautiful man in front of her didn't bear any resemblance to the gloomy suicidal man she imagined—except for the suspicious bandages on his body.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course it is to go to the blissful Huangquan Hirazaka!" Osamu Dazai spread his hands exaggeratedly, as if he was talking about a matter of course, and then he smiled and looked at Akiyomi, "But this idea There was a change when I saw Miss Akiyo."

"I?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai held Akiyomi's hand with affectionate expression on his face, "I clearly remember the beautiful face when you pulled me up from the river. At that time, I was thinking of committing suicide alone, 'If I could If you die in love with such a gentle woman, your life will be complete'!"

"Martyrdom, martyrdom!? Wait a minute, it's our first formal conversation at best, and there's still a case..."

"This is all an arrangement of fate!" Dazai Osamu looked full of emotion, completely skipping Aki Daimi's question.

The blade carried cold wind across Qiu Daimei's face, and slammed into the armrest of the sofa. She stared blankly at the loosened hand, but hadn't realized what happened.

Nakahara was holding the handle of the dagger with one hand, and the other hand was grabbing Osamu Dazai's collar, with a hellish expression on his face, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity I couldn't cut off your extra hands."

Qiu Daimei came back to her senses, wait a minute, Mr. Zhongyuan, didn't your knife be confiscated? Where did this dagger come from? ?

Osamu Dazai didn't show any expression of fear, but just shrugged needlessly: "Well, after all, I know exactly when and how Chuya is going to attack."

Dazai-san, you too, don't provoke Mr. Nakahara anymore, can you still have a good conversation!

But the words had already been spoken, Nakahara Chuya's veins bulged, he pulled the dagger from the sofa and stabbed at Osamu Dazai.

About an hour later.

When the two finally sat down on their seats calmly, Qiu Daimei was almost exhausted, and the reception room...was almost half destroyed.

"I, I'm going to find the deputy warden." Qiu Daimei moved to the door in a daze, and as if remembering something, she took out a stack of documents from the bag she was carrying and put them on the table with a big crack, "This It's the information of the case, Mr. Dazai, please have a look."

The door was closed, and only the two of them were left in the room.

"Miss Akiyo seems to be very disappointed." Osamu Dazai said thoughtfully, with eyebrows and eyes frowned,

Zhongyuan Zhong also glared at the other party displeasedly, obviously with such an unscrupulous smile on his face, but he couldn't find anything bright in those dark pupils, it was so deep.

"I didn't get the information I wanted, but I persuaded him for a long time. Of course, I will be disappointed."

Osamu Dazai had an expression of discovering the new world: "Chuya unexpectedly saw it very clearly."

Sure enough, I really want to call.

However, Black Sheep and the police have never had the obligation to share information. It is one thing for Qiu Daimei to show them the police information, but it is another for them to allow Qiu Daimei to listen.

"Five women were killed this month, their throats were cut, their bodies were dismembered, their bodies were naked, and the parts below the thighs were taken away..." Osamu Dazai picked up a stack of documents from the table and opened the first page, " But in the end, the police didn’t even catch any clues about the other party, which makes people curious about the reason.”

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, the sound of something breaking rang in his mind.

"You bastard, you can't be..." His eyes widened.

"What?" Osamu Dazai showed a confused expression, rubbing his disheveled hair, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes.

Clenching his fists, Zhong Yuan's eyes darkened, and he understood everything in an instant.After all, his partner, this man named Dazai, is an out-and-out liar.

Five crimes were committed in a month, which belonged to high-frequency crimes, and the risk of high-frequency crimes was very high, which meant that crimes continued to be committed under stricter surveillance by the police.Generally, there are only two types of people who would do this. One type is mentally abnormal and doesn’t care about being caught at all, but this does not fit the style of the leg thief. The other type is less likely, but not impossible. It means that the other party has the means to obtain information from the police.

That is to say, Osamu Dazai started acting the first time he saw Aki Daimi, whether he said he hadn’t received the notice, or had no impression of this case, including the frivolous behavior later, but it was just to let Aki Daimi go back. Tell Nanmu Village a phenomenon: the black sheep currently poses no threat to the leg thief.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had to admit that although the guy in front of him was awkward and nervous, he was indeed an impeccable partner, and his intelligence in some aspects was even unmatched.

"According to the information above, generally speaking, the perpetrators of such cases have a certain degree of mental illness, such as schizophrenia and damage to the orbitofrontal cortex, and by taking off the victim's clothes, it can be seen that With a sexual purpose." Osamu Dazai put the materials aside, and opened the broken curtains behind the sofa with his hands, and the glass was covered with dense drops of water. Outside the window, there were thunder and lightning, and the torrential rain was pouring, and the rain was getting stronger. Unabated, he turned around, "Do you want to hear the results of my profiling?"

When he said this, his tone and actions seemed to say that it was raining outside. Did you bring an umbrella when you came?

Osamu Dazai has an ability that allows him to be called a genius or a lunatic, which is why he is called a black sheep.

There is only a thin line between a genius and a madman, and only a black sheep can see the black sheep among white sheep.

"Let's talk about it." Nakahara Chuya folded his arms around his chest and leaned back on the sofa.

To understand Katsushika Hokusai, one must first look at his paintings.To understand a criminal, we must look at his modus operandi.

"This is a man in his 40s, maybe a little younger, unmarried, maybe married but now divorced, either unemployed or doing manual labor, has the habit of drinking or taking drugs, maybe I have asthma experience, have fear or longing for women, may be influenced by my mother or other female elders, and have experienced violence from women." Dazai Osamu clasped his knee with his fingertips and added, "So much for now."

As long as you know enough, you can judge the murderer's habits and personality even if you don't leave home.This is the ability of Osamu Dazai, which is called "profile" in psychology. According to the criminal behavior, the psychological state of the other party can be inferred, so as to analyze the other party's personality, growth experience, living environment and occupation.

It sounds very scientific and reasonable at first glance, but another meaning of it is "thinking about the problem according to the criminal's thinking", which is something that a lunatic will do to disturb his personality.

Ogai Mori said that Osamu Dazai has eyes that can see darkness.

"According to what you said, you just need to find someone who meets the above conditions in the victim's network." Zhong Yuanzhong also said as calmly as possible, but he still couldn't completely suppress the anxiety that rose from his heart.

So irritating.

"I think the possibility of finding such a person is extremely low." Osamu Dazai seemingly casually scanned each photo with his fingertips, "These victims have no intersection at all in their daily lives, but they must be There is one thing that connects each other and the murderer."

"I think it's this part." Zhong Yuanzhong thought for a while and pointed to a place.

"What a coincidence, I think so too." Osamu Dazai smiled, and drew a circle on that piece with a pen.

Legs, there must be something in this missing part.

The door was knocked open, Qiu Daimei stood there panting.

"The first and sixth episodes have appeared." Akimi stammered, holding up the mobile phone in her hand, "This time it seems a little... um... different from usual, so Police Officer Nan hopes that Mr. Dazai will Go take a look with Mr. Nakahara."

TBC