Chapter 136: Encountering Dazai on the Road This video is not from the detective agency...
This video was not actively monitored by the detective agency. On this quiet morning, when everyone had just started work, Kunikida Doppo received a video.
"What is this..." He looked at the video that suddenly popped up, but couldn't find the close button. He realized something was wrong, so he turned his head and called out to Dazai Osamu who was lying over there.
"Ah…what is it…huh?"
Kunikida Doppo clicked on the video.
The camera's audio reception wasn't very good, and all that could be heard was the cameraman's nervous breathing, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, and it seemed as if his body was shaking with his breathing. In the picture, there were originally quite a few people standing in front of him. Within just ten seconds, they fell one after another, and then the dark purple chains visible to the naked eye suddenly pierced into the blind spot of the camera.
Blood splattered, screams rang out, and then they became weak.
As the number of people in front of them dwindled, the image on the screen became clearer and clearer. They saw the entire interior structure, which was quite luxurious. At the farthest point was a high platform, only about ten meters away, on which stood a young man in a suit and tie.
Dazai Osamu's attention was drawn there. He leaned on the table, his eyes fixed on the figure.
The young man also noticed that the photographer was still struggling, so he walked down from the platform and walked towards him with his scepter.
The screams continued, but after the climax at the beginning, they were much less.
The camera shook, and several dark purple chains appeared on the screen instantly, surrounding the person filming, like poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, ready to pounce at any time.
In this short minute, the young man also walked in front of the person taking the photo.
The pixels of the pinhole camera are not very good, but this distance is enough to see the young man's face, expression, and every move.
Even the sound became much clearer.
"No, from the moment he walked down, the rest of the video has been repaired." Dazai Osamu quickly discovered something was wrong.
Kunikida Doppo's face didn't look good. The video was really bloody. Although there were many blind spots in the camera footage, one could still guess how bad the situation was.
"Today is the day when the new leader of [GA] takes over." The young man beside him said with his eyes lowered.
"Is that the new leader?"
"Um."
Dazai Osamu responded and stared at the screen. The young man in the picture raised his finger, as if signaling them to be quiet.
The other members of the detective agency also gathered around and couldn't help but hold their breath.
The young man was surrounded by dark purple chains, which suddenly changed when he raised his finger. Logically speaking, it was difficult for technological equipment to capture the activation of supernatural powers - but Dazai Osamu also said that this video had been repaired.
As for what means were used, perhaps it was another kind of supernatural power?
The dark purple chains began to disappear, and were replaced by light golden tentacles that penetrated into the ground just like before. But this time, the tentacles seemed to be curious and lifted up all the broken limbs.
Blood dripped down, and the pieces of flesh floated strangely in the air. The young man still occupied a large area in the picture, but his background was really horrifying.
The tentacles excitedly assembled these pieces of flesh, assembling them into new humans.
Heal their wounds and piece together their brains. If these people could see souls, they would see those dazed souls standing there, then being grabbed by light golden tentacles, torn into pieces, and then pieced together again.
The photographer could no longer bear the impact and fell down, and the young man looked down at him.
He let out a scream.
Then the young man also raised his pistol, and after a few bangs, the person filming stopped moving.
But the camera continued to work. The young man squatted down and took off the pinhole camera. The perspective of the video changed and was aimed at the man in black who was shot to death by a pistol.
Dark purple chains emerged from the ground.
Chew and share food.
Then it transformed into a light golden tentacle, grabbed a bunch of fragments from somewhere, and put them together with great interest.
Some of the onlookers couldn't help but go to the toilet to vomit.
The only people around the computer were Kunikida Doppo, Dazai Osamu, and Yosano Akiko.
"I heard he was in a coma for a whole year. It seems the changes are greater than I thought."
The video froze at a lifting action, just capturing a pair of brothers standing at the door.
Dazai Osamu frowned, held the mouse and scrolled back to the end of the video, staring at his younger brother.
This led to the conversation with Edogawa Ranpo.
But soon, he muttered again: "This guy gives me a feeling... so strange."
"We'll see when we get a chance." He straightened up and stretched. "The port mafia is a lot more troublesome than us."
-
These assembled people are very close to real humans. If you have not seen that video, you probably would not realize that the person you are trading with has arms from another person, and even his fingers, ears, and other parts of the body are from different people.
They were docile, with expressionless faces and a formulaic indifference.
When talking to other people, they will think normally, find the solution that is most beneficial to the organization, and even bargain with you. They have experienced a real transformation - of course, in a physical sense.
The leader gave them new thoughts. They knew the past of this body, but could not empathize with it. They were like time travelers in novels. Their intelligence was no different from that of others. They would think about how to live and how to gain a higher position in the organization.
This is the most terrifying thing. These new creations have learned to evolve and learn the survival of the fittest.
However, no matter how normal they are, when other people see the [GA] organization's logo, the way they look at them will always change.
They don't care, and some even appreciate these people trying to suppress their disgust.
And excited about it.
Inspired by the cannibal ghost, Suzuki Kawa's ability showed its true fangs. It possessed destructive power that was no less than that of "Rashomon". The "Mercy Chapter" was completely opposite to the "Resentment Chapter". Just as Dazai Osamu said in his early years, its main function was salvation.
Guide the dead to the other side of reincarnation.
"Of course there are ghosts in this world, but some people believe in them and some don't."
On the deck of a luxury cruise ship, the blond leader sat on a chair, holding a cup of steaming coffee. He turned his head to look at the sea level where the sun was setting. The orange-red light fell on him, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
Beside him stood Jiguo Yansheng.
Not far away, Yunyi put on his diving equipment, grabbed the railing and flipped into the sea.
The accompanying silver-haired old man let out a low cry, also grabbed the railing and looked down, his face full of tension.
The sound of "thump thump" footsteps came from far away, and a man in black came with a young man in a suit. They stopped in front of the deck area and did not move forward.
The young man in the suit wore a hat, revealing only the lower half of his face. He also had gloves on his hands, and his entire body was covered completely.
He walked all the way to Jiguo Yansheng's side before taking off his hat and letting out a long sigh: "Huh, the guards here are too strict. I almost couldn't get on the boat. By the way, Boss, what's going on with those people?"
Suzuki Chuan placed the cup on the tray on the table and said, "You can think of it as a second-generation cannibal."
"But it's a pity that I can't derive vampire magic like the cannibals."
"Will they have the same restrictions as the Ogres? Like not being able to see the sun or something like that?"
Suzuki Chuan looked up and thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, if you must say they've changed, they have a pretty good brain, and they might turn against us someday. Also, besides the normal human diet, they have a special diet."
Seagulls flew across the sky, the sun sank completely below the horizon, and there were large patches of fiery clouds overhead. The city was still relatively peaceful.
Suzuki Chuan turned his head to look at Ando Tsukasa and smiled: "They feed on supernatural powers."
Ando Si opened his eyes wide and asked subconsciously: "What is that smell? Is it the same as a cannibal eating a human?"
I have to say, the food eaten by cannibals is really delicious. It is a feast that you will never get tired of.
“Not quite the same, not as tasty.”
Ando Tsukasa went to great lengths to meet Suzuki Kawa, not only to inquire about the information about those "humans", but also for one more thing.
"The man-tiger was caught and taken to the Armed Detective Agency. They seem to want to recruit him as a member of the agency."
Suzuki Kawa said "hmm" and was not interested.
"A lot of unfamiliar faces have appeared on the streets of Yokohama. They are all people with special abilities. I suspect it's the organization that posted the bounty. They are also looking for the tiger."
"For 'books'?"
"That's right."
Ando Tsukasa nodded, "There's one more thing... Miss Chihaya seems to be getting transferred. My informant told me that it's likely to be in Yokohama."
A suffocating silence.
There was a commotion on the other side of the deck, and the silver-haired old man shouted at others to pull Yuichi up.
Suzuki Kawa stared at the sea level and finally spoke: "Why."
"It's a competitor. Miss Chihaya has also heard about it... but she seems to be planning to take advantage of the situation."
Yokohama is a gathering place for people with special abilities, and it is also a place that gives the government a lot of headaches. It is very difficult to govern and has almost become a lawless place.
Suzuki Chuan pressed his solar plexus, and the scenes of the past few days emerged in his mind, and he felt a little headache.
As night fell, the stars twinkled and the deck lights came on.
The young leader stood up and said, "[GA]'s sphere of influence is too small. They should eat up all the small fish these days. They should take over any business they can, especially... the port mafia."
Ando Tsukasa's eyes lit up. Is this going to compete for territory with the port mafia?
"I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon." Suzuki Kawa walked to the other end of the deck. "I'll go to the port mafia building."
"Boss, are you going alone?"
"No."
Ando Tsukasa subconsciously glanced at Jiguo Yansheng. This former colleague noticed his gaze, but shook his head, indicating that he was not the one who would go with them.
Suzuki Chuan stood by the railing where Yunichi jumped into the sea, and the silver-haired old man said, "This is the second time Master Yunichi has gone down."
He leaned his head over and looked at the dark sea. He could see the faint light of a searchlight, but nothing else.
"Yan Sheng, you keep an eye on him." Suzuki Chuan turned around and looked at Yan Sheng who had caught up with him. "I'm going to have dinner."
Jiguo Yansheng nodded.
Suzuki Kawa had no intention of staying on the cruise ship. He took Ando Tsukasa to the shore. The port not far away was brightly lit, the crew was still unloading cargo, and men in black with weapons could be vaguely seen patrolling back and forth.
"Boss, are you planning to take only Yunyi with you?" Ando Tsukasa asked in a low voice beside him.
"right."
Suzuki Chuan said succinctly, "Take Yuanyi with you to see the world."
"...Okay." In fact, he felt that Yunyi would remain indifferent no matter what situation he faced.
Ando Tsukasa did not come empty-handed. Although the members of [GA] have undergone reorganization in recent days, there are still quite a few who are not fully controlled by Suzuki Kawa.
Moreover, some members of the [GA] followed Edward back to England.
Those people with special abilities could not withstand the shock that day and flew back to England overnight.
Although I am unfamiliar with the place abroad, and working with those half-human and half-ghost creatures...I'd better go abroad. It's good abroad. There are people everywhere.
Only the silver-haired old man stayed, but he planned to return to England after Suzuki Kawa took control of the organization.
Over the past hundred years, Ando Tsukasa has also developed a group of his own forces, and now it is their turn to play a role.
He brought in a group of people with special abilities to fill the vacancies left by the original [GA] personnel.
The streets of Yokohama are still bustling at night. Ando Tsukasa changed his clothes in the middle of the trip and now follows Suzuki Kawa, enthusiastically introducing the recently opened restaurants in Yokohama.
Suzuki Kawa put his hands in his pockets, thinking whether to buy a drink first or to eat first.
As Ando Tsukasa was talking, he suddenly stopped talking. Suzuki Kawa came back to his senses and turned around to find that the boy was staring at the other side of the street.
"Hello!--"
A shout was heard from across the street. Suzuki Kawa looked over with a strange expression and said to Ando Tsukasa, "How can this be such a coincidence?"
The red light came on, and the young man in the windbreaker over there ran towards them, pulling a young boy.
This was an intersection. Ando looked around and suddenly realized: "The Armed Detective Agency is just around the corner after crossing this street."
The two men also arrived in front of him, and Suzuki Kawa raised his eyebrows: "Long time no see, Dazai."
"Hi! Long time no see!" Dazai Osamu greeted him warmly.
"Mr. Dazai, this is..." The thin boy behind Dazai looked at the young man standing under the street light and felt that he looked familiar.
When I watched the video a few days ago, Nakajima Atsushi was not there.
Suzuki Kawa looked at the young man behind Dazai Osamu and said, "Is this the man-tiger with a billion bounty? You actually brought him out here. Aren't you afraid of being surrounded by the port mafia?"
Dazai Osamu, who was standing opposite him, smiled but said nothing.
Suzuki Kawa narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth. The people around him disappeared at some point. The intersection was full of black cars. The next second, dozens of men in black pointed guns at them.
"This is my good friend, the new leader of [GA], who is the same age as you, Suzuki Kawa!" Dazai Osamu emphasized the word "same age".
Nakajima Atsushi looked at Suzuki Kawa, who was more than a head taller than him.
——Are they really the same age?!
The boy who came from an orphanage looked shocked.
"Boss, do you need me to do anything?" Ando Tsukasa raised his eyes and looked at his colleagues around him who were holding guns.
Suzuki Kawa stared at Dazai Osamu who was smiling at him, put the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, exhaled, and said: "I still have to go eat."
"Want to eat? I want to go too. We haven't seen each other for a long time. How about I treat you?"
Pointed at by dozens of guns, the people around him were already starting to feel uneasy, but the bandaged young man was still greeting his old friend and even suddenly extended his hand.
A cool breeze blew, and a blanket of petals and fallen leaves swept across the entire intersection, affecting the view.
Dazai Osamu was still staring at the front, where Suzuki Kawa was standing, and his hand accurately grabbed Suzuki Kawa's arm.
"Damn it! What the hell is this?!"
"Don't get caught in the petals!"
"Hide!"
"withdraw!"
The curses and panicked voices of the mafia members in the surrounding port could be heard one after another.
Under the soft light of the street lamp, Suzuki Kawa looked at his wise and almost magical friend, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, without any meaning.
"We haven't had a drink together in over a year."
"Yeah, we haven't had a drink together for a long, long time."
The young leader echoed his words.
The smile on Dazai Osamu's face disappeared, and his hand was still tightly grasping Suzuki Kawa's wrist.
He stared at the face of his former friend who had a pure smile on his face. His heart suddenly began to beat faster and an incredible guess emerged.
——Will it be like this?
——How could this be?!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
