【Taizhong】Desperado

St. Vitus Cathedral, the Old Royal Palace and a tall, old spire.

Lucy Maud Montgomery delineated these three places on the map, saying that they were the three detention places deduced by Louisa based on the previous intelligence, and they couldn't help with more information.

Because these information are only conjectures, there may be mistakes, so in order to save time, they decided to investigate the situation separately. Chuya and John were in a group, Lucy and Nathaniel were in a group, and went to the most spacious St. Vitus and the Old Palace respectively. Check out these two possibilities first.

However, there is no shadow of light in those glorious palaces, but all the high windows and gates are drawn with heavy curtains, strange and quiet.Because it was daytime, without the interference of the blood race, they spent less effort than originally expected. It took them more than an hour to check every corner of these two places, and even looked at the underground tunnels. , with no signs of human activity.

"I'm not interested in your prey." Fitzgerald pointed to his chest, where his heart beat, "because mine tells me that my Zelda is still alive."

Once the master-slave is successfully paired and connected, it is like an old saying "there is a heart-to-heart connection". There will be a tacit understanding and induction between the two that cannot be explained by science so far, and it is even the most exciting and inseparable soul connection in the human field.

Some people have also tried to cut off the connection with their partners, but the pain like a dying struggle is not acceptable to the brain of ordinary people. The consequences of overstimulation are diverse, and the most serious situation may cause brain death of one partner.Fortunately, the extreme practice of cutting off maintenance is only a minority style, but there are also extreme people in society who regard cutting off maintenance as the best SM relationship, which has been tried and tested.There has been a shocking incident in history, where a dominator suffering from mental violence repeatedly cut off the spiritual connection with his subordinates, and then reunited, and so on.When the police intervened, the subordinate's eyes glazed over, more painful than death.

"Then it would be perfect," Dazai opened the grinder, poured a cup of beans into it and covered it again, and adjusted the grinding fineness to [-]. "The trapped lady just waits for the king's knights to rescue her."

"Honestly, Mr. Dazai," Fitzgerald ignored his teasing words, squinted his eyes and looked at the busy figure in front of him, "You are more cooperative than I expected."

"Then you thought about being rough on me before you came in?"

"I just do the courtesy first and then the soldiers, and I do it myself."

"So your life is more successful than the average person."

"Do you think," the blond, blue-eyed, successful man paused, looked at him and asked, "do I count my life as successful?"

"Life?" Dazai clapped his hands, touched his nose, and then smiled, "Aren't you quite young?"

Osamu Dazai seems to be right.So he nodded: "Well, that's right, it's too early to draw conclusions now."

Atsushi Nakajima stood aside in front of the two people who were older than him. They came and went with insignificant words, and they were almost worn out. Is there no normal person here who only cares about Mr. Nakahara like him? Is it safe?make coffee?Drink coffee?coffee?He wasn't in the mood to experience that kind of grinding stuff at all.

Akutagawa is better when he thinks of it in his restlessness. If there is any problem, it will be solved when he sees blood.

"Americans generally like to drink American style?" Osamu Dazai was of course unaware of the restlessness in Atsushi Nakajima's heart, and continued to discuss their coffee without any pain.

"The American style destroys the original taste of the Italian style. Although I am an American, I vote for the Italian style."

"Our side prefers American style."

"Where's Mr. Dazai?"

"It's all right, as long as you treat guests, anyone who comes will not be rejected."

Dazai pressed the switch, and there was a humming sound from the grinder, and the bean trough slowly lowered, and the coffee beans were ground into powder, and fell into the handle that was turned by the strength of his wrist.

"Mr. Dazai, I have a question."

"Say?"

"How does it feel to have your closest partner die before your eyes?"

Zhong Yuan was standing on an observation platform outside the old palace, the wind blew the corner of his coat, making him look even thinner.

The observatory at the foot just extends to the middle height of the yellow spire. The sun has been covered by dark clouds since just now, and the wind has become stronger, as if it is about to rain.And behind him stood Lucy, Nathaniel, and John.Push open the door in front of you, inside is the last investigation point.

He hoped the man was here, otherwise he would have to search the whole palace, which made the task even more difficult - the castle was too big!Big enough to make him lose all patience!

After a while, he seemed to have finally made a decision, and made a gesture: "Two groups, one group goes up, and the other group goes down. If you find the situation, don't move, and join the other group first. The area of ​​each floor here is small, and it is clear at a glance. So it may be caught off guard, and the other group will rush to meet up immediately when they find that the sound is wrong."

John whistled leisurely: "What can happen during the day?"

"A prior agreement is also just in case," Nathaniel pushed his glasses, "Mr. Zhongyuan's arrangements have been appropriate since just now, and this time is no exception."

Among such partners who are only for profit and not sincere cooperation at all, he doesn't bother to say thank you for his appreciation. He knows how much he weighs, and he knows better than anyone else.

"Hey... Let me tell you, little man, can I change your partner, Nathaniel is so boring!"

Zhong Ye didn't take any notice of her princess sickness, and directly called back: "I'm even more boring."

"Then you'll have to give me John," said Lucy. "Wouldn't it be better for you two boring people to be together?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also thinks he has no patience with women, and he can't stand being entangled in such trivial matters on weekdays. He pushed John out without even thinking about it. Lucy seemed to have found a treasure, and held John tightly with both hands. Arms, contentedly ran into the steeple - as if in front of her is not a heinous place, but a toy tower full of dolls.

"Mr. Zhongyuan is really relieved to let the two of them be together..."

Nathaniel stood beside Chuya and sighed.

Zhong also glanced at the old-fashioned man in black, and said sarcastically, "No matter how you look at it, you are more tolerant of that woman, even if she expresses her dissatisfaction with you time and time again."

"I'm definitely not in love with Lucy, I hope you don't get me wrong about that."

Who do you like has nothing to do with me?Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that this group of Americans really liked to talk nonsense for no reason.

"Does Mr. Zhongyuan know what it's like to love someone?"

For example, like now, I always like to chatter a bunch of nonsense during the task.Are they always so chatty?The topic has nothing to do with the business, ah, thinking about it, it's a bit like that guy Dazai Osamu.

What?Will Osamu Dazai's face come to mind for no reason?

Of course he didn't care, just a little nervous.Not because of the mission, but because of Nathaniel's mouth that can't stop saying:

"That person just stands in front of you, and you will care about him for no reason. It makes you feel as if you knew each other before."

——It's not so much love at first sight between two people who have never met before, it's better to say that two old souls who were in love in the previous life met again.

The grinder stopped working.

The noise stopped, and everything was quiet.Did Dazai pause for a second at that moment?Yeah?Fitzgerald didn't see clearly because his back was facing away. It wasn't his intention to expose people's scars, he was just curious.

Rather than being curious about the feeling of death, it is better to be curious about how Osamu Dazai would react to such a thing.

Dazai still tamped the powder step by step, he tapped the handle twice, and picked up the tamping hammer to press the coffee powder like a flat hill.

"It's fine if you don't want to answer."

But Dazai chose to speak, his tone was very calm and calm, as if he was reading a soulless love novel: "I want to see him again, in order to achieve this goal, even if I am a desperado, I feel good."

The architectural configuration of the tower is typical, with a small interior, both in terms of floor area and step width.There are very few floors, and the spiral staircase under your feet seems to never end.The shoulders rubbed against the walls made of ancient stones on both sides, and there was a shivering breath, as if a long-dead white ghost would float out of the walls at any time.

Chuya Nakahara and Nathaniel were in charge of the direction of going down. The dark wind that rushed up from the ground hit their faces in gusts, and the air inhaled into their lungs was very cloudy and cold.The whole process of going down seems to be leading to a thousand-year ice cave.

Zhongyuanzhong also had a feeling that there must be something to be gained here, which is his professional intuition.Such an environment is generally the residence of the blood race - a place that is always occupied by cold and dark during the day.

We are almost on the first floor, and the wooden door is in front of us.Chuya pressed his hat with one hand, concentrating more than before. He frowned, stepped lightly, and made a gesture to let Nathaniel follow him into the first floor silently.

Nathaniel was behind him, nodding at him.Immediately after getting ready, Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed open the somewhat heavy wooden door, but the other side of the wooden door was empty, with nothing, not even a dilapidated table.

However, the Central Plains also felt a violation, a violation for no reason.

Nathaniel probably felt the same way, he looked at Zhong Ye, his eyes seemed to ask him what to do next.

"You noticed it too?"

"Yes," Nathaniel nodded, "a subordinate, although the breath is relatively weak, but I did catch it."

"That would be so much easier..." He stepped back and said without thinking, "Get that guy out, Nathaniel!"

"But if you do that, you will also be affected." Nathaniel seemed a little hesitant, it was not his intention to hurt his companion.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about such trivial matters at all. He then tore off his coat and threw it aside, smiled and pulled the black gloves that never left his body, and clenched his fists: "You? You can't scare me out... Just do it well Task, leave me alone."

The word mission awakened Nathaniel. He took a few steps forward, calmed down, and tried to force the mouse in the dark to show up by using the powerful aura he dominated.

But a woman's gentle voice came from behind:

"Nathaniel, are you going to hurt me now?"

unfinished.