【Taizhong】Desperado

On the third day after Osamu Dazai disappeared, Fyodor Dostoevsky also disappeared. The scene was surprisingly clean, leaving no clues.No one in the castle saw who and where this cunning and long-lived leader of the banditry was taken away, just like a ghost who came suddenly and attacked him, only the blood-stained Russian vampire The cloak was discarded on the floor of the dark room, proving that something had happened to him, and the possibility of death was not even ruled out.

The remaining forces of the Thieves Group are not to be feared. When humans return to their original places, various forces will face a power reshuffle in the city of Prague, and even affect the entire Bohemia region.Mori Ogai asked Nakahara Chuya and Akutagawa Ryunosuke to return to Japan as soon as possible to avoid being implicated in the ensuing turmoil.

In addition to the unreality of mission completion and crisis resolution, Nakahara Chuya's mood is actually even lower, and the ominous premonition that emerges from the bottom of his heart is getting stronger.He knew very well that Osamu Dazai was behind this incident, so he was restless. He didn't know how far Osamu Dazai would pay for this result?If it was his life, would he also hand it over?

Does a person complete heroic deeds, and then die quietly in a corner where even he can't find it?

No, he doesn't allow it.

The smell of alcohol and barbecue still occupies the entire hall, and the magnificent lights are hung on the off-white ceiling. At midnight, the lights are still on, which adds to the silence.The marble floor tiles were not clean, and it looked greasy from the dripping grease from the barbecue and the spilled wine juices.A carnival was held here just a few hours ago, and most people were crazy with joy, not including Chuya Nakahara.During the banquet, several uninterested people came to him to strike up a conversation, but they were all driven away by his ice-like silence. The glass full of beer sat alone in the corner with him, watching the rain slowly licking the glass window outside the window, all night long Time slipped through the fingers unknowingly, without even noticing that the carnival was over and people were leaving the building.

The heavy door was pushed open with a creak, and a woman in black came along with the slanting wind and drizzle. She put away the black umbrella, hooked it on her forearm, and walked around the screen to the last person left in the corner. Walk, the pace is slow and graceful.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head and glanced at the half-black woman: "Didn't anyone tell you, the banquet is over long ago."

"It's three o'clock in the morning, of course it's over long ago."

"It's up to me to say that, so what are you doing here now?"

"Then what is Mr. Zhongyuan still doing here? Do you miss old friends?"

Hearing this, Zhong Yuan put down his wine glass and sat up straight, and took a few serious glances at the person who came - her wrist was so slender that she couldn't hold any sharp blade, but she was tall and straight, sitting down opposite him condescendingly, like an uninvited Arrogant aristocrats.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Zhongyuan," she stroked her hair, and smiled gracefully at the person opposite, "Forgive me for saying hello to you now."

"Okay, I'm not interested in your tricks."

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that this person was definitely not a simple passer-by, but a caring person who came for him.

"Don't you ask me who I am and what I'm here for?"

"Who are you and what are you here for?"

"I know who you are thinking about sitting here," the hand wrapped in elegant black lace gloves took out the pistol, opened the magazine, and released all the bullets in front of Zhongyuan Zhongya, spreading his hands, Smiling slightly, "Agatha Christie doesn't mean anything malicious, I just want to tell you some information about that man."

Zhong Yuan, who was pierced through his mind, also lost his breath, and his whole body seemed to be in a mess, and his superficial calm could easily be broken.

"Mr. Nakahara, do you really know Osamu Dazai?" Agatha asked suddenly, "Do you know that he occasionally has some crazy suicidal tendencies?"

"What exactly are you trying to say here?" His voice raised unconsciously.

"I'm sorry to say that, but Mr. Dazai is probably ready to surrender his life for your victory."

Zhongyuan Zhong also's ever-changing emotions stopped in an instant, and the look in his eyes became stern.He looked sharply at the late-night visitor, but couldn't tell the truth from what she said.

"Don't be so surprised, and don't think I'm a liar. He came to me to negotiate, and I pulled out the Russian thorn for him, and he has to give something, so it seems like a fair deal, doesn't it?"

"What on earth did you let him do?"

Pushing the cup aside rudely, Nakahara really admired himself for being able to pretend to be calm and talking to the cunning woman in front of him instead of pointing the sharp knife in his arms at her neck.

"Number [-] Downing Street, there will be an assassination case that will attract the world's attention tomorrow night. Do you think he can succeed?"

He's never been more tense than he is now.

Zhong Yuanzhong also almost went crazy and asked Francis to prepare a direct flight to London before dawn. Although Francis did not fully understand the situation, he had never seen the man lose control of his emotions, so he ordered someone to arrange it immediately. up the plane.Akutagawa Ryunosuke insisted on following along, and finally took Atsushi Nakajima with him.

The flight time was not long, but it was already twelve noon local time when the three of them landed in London. It was unavoidable that they would feel uncomfortable after being empty for the night, but they had no time to eat and went straight to Westminster. They urgently needed to know where Osamu Dazai would be. What to do, and how to do it, but the security work at [-] Downing Street has always been impeccable. After all, the residence of the First Chancellor of the Exchequer and the Prime Minister is impenetrable, and the possibility of sneaking in is extremely low.

Considering safety factors, Akutagawa Ryunosuke reported their actions to Mori Ogai, hoping to assist them remotely, but unexpectedly, Mori Ogai replied to them with a firm "no" an hour later.

Nakahara, who heard Mori Ogai's cold reply, couldn't hold back anymore, took the headset, seemed to have forgotten his status as a subordinate, and threw a bunch of rude curses and questions over his face.

"What the hell are you kidding!?"

"The target person must be eliminated. The real prime minister was killed a few months ago, and the person sitting in that position is just a blood-born impostor. You don't know what that means, do you?"

"I still don't understand when it's our turn to intervene in the Brit's housework!?"

"This is an agreement between Osamu Dazai himself and the British side. Do you think I have the right to control him?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also fell silent into the headset, his face was stern, like the cold wind in the extreme north.

"Do you have the right to control him?" Mori Ogai reminded him of the reality again, "What capacity do you want to use to interfere in his decision, huh?"

The word "identity" seemed to have touched the most sensitive nerve in the Central Plains, his heart was pounding, and he became distraught.He clenched his fists as if comforting himself. Someone put on and took off a ring on his exposed ring finger. That person entered his several lives arbitrarily and cunningly tempted him to fall deeper again and again. However, when the disaster was approaching, he quietly left him and left alone.

Even this time, he did not change his nature, and did the same.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said that he would never allow it.

So this time the answer is firm: "His partner."

The weather in London is unbelievably good, the sky is blue after the rain and the sun is shining.Looking at the bustling and noisy streets as before, he felt that he was about to get lost in this dazzling blue.

The sunset, which never sets, is just like the sun rising above the head. During the day, it is noisy and floating in the world, and at night, it is confused.

At No. [-] Downing Street, the ancient black wooden door was pushed and pulled by people coming and going. The banquet list of the Chancellor of the Exchequer and the Prime Minister was full of hereditary aristocrats and business tycoons. Naturally, Osamu Dazai would not appear on the banquet list, so it was very It's difficult to swagger and directly mix into a private banquet, but London's underground network extends in all directions. If you must find a breakthrough, you can only sneak into the mansion from the abandoned underground passage.

Zhongyuan Zhong also called up the underground network map that he had spent an afternoon reading by heart from the email, re-confirmed several entrances and exits that had been disabled for a long time, and asked Atsushi Nakajima to guard one of them.

"By the way, senior, why do you have this map in your hand?"

Only then did Akutagawa Ryunosuke remember to ask him, Mori Ogai obviously didn't help them this time.

"Probably she sent it to me."

The email was from an anonymous person, but he was sure it was Agatha Christie.She used some means to directly enter his private mailbox, and then left him a message and some important clues in a tone he didn't like so much: Our purpose is only to kill that person.

The second half of the sentence disappeared in the hearts of those who informed everyone after the exhibition letter.

"If something unexpected happened tonight, would you rush in desperately?"

"Yes." At this moment, Zhong Yuanzhong answered him almost without thinking.

"That's why Mr. Dazai is unwilling to discuss with you. I can somewhat understand such emotions."

Nakahara Chu also rolled his eyes at him and Osamu Dazai in his heart, thinking what do you understand, they are nothing more than two idiots with excess self-awareness, so don't call the self-talking sacrifice a touching feat.

Then Ryunosuke Akutagawa also got out of the car and sneaked into another abandoned underground entrance to stand by.Nakahara Nakaya was the only person left in the car, and there was a hot dog that had been cold for a long time beside him. He took a bite, and now the taste was so unbearable that he couldn't even taste it.

As the night deepens, there are fewer and fewer passers-by. Only the security guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion are wearing decent black suits and are on standby outside. The leaves have become shrunken shadows under the night. When the wind blows, they rustle like a midsummer fantasia.

An ear-piercing explosion suddenly broke this harmonious and romantic fantasy, and the quiet prime minister's residence immediately became full of crises.The security personnel rushed into the black gate with guns in their hands, and Nakahara Nakaya jumped out of the car the next second. The voice from the headset became extremely noisy. He turned on the shared channel and asked Akutagawa and Nakajima anxiously. edge situation.

I haven't seen anyone yet, so I don't know how he got in.Both of them hurriedly threw him this answer.He cursed the bastard Dazai in a low voice, and then jumped in from a nearby window while taking advantage of the chaos. Unsurprisingly, the mansion was also in chaos. A woman in a low-cut dress was running with her skirts in her hands. When passing by him, he didn't have time to look at him at all. He deftly avoided the security personnel and the chaotic crowd, and reached the room where the incident happened as quickly as possible.

There was only a pool of blood left in the room, and it seemed that a large-scale brawl had taken place. The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, followed by the security guards. The carpet had soaked up all the blood and darkened, and his fingers were stained red with the wet blood.

He leaned to the tip of his nose and smelled it. Because of his profession, his thinking was surprisingly clear: this is Osamu Dazai's blood.

At this moment, the voice of Atsushi Nakajima suddenly came from the headset, and he shouted in a panic on the channel: "Mr. Nakahara! Mr. Nakahara!! Mr. Dazai appeared here! Hey, hey!! Did you all hear that? !?..."