Chapter 95
In just a few seconds of standing there...
Countless questions flashed through Nakahara Chuuya's mind.
Who is he? Where is this? Hasn’t I already left the damn world of detective novels? ?
Could it be that a new world suddenly emerged?
Accompanied by the elegant and tranquil music inside the cruise ship, Nakahara Chuuya looked at the white-haired boy who escaped from the world of the book with him, and he was in a daze for a long time.
Before the orange-haired young man could fully react, a pair of bandaged hands suddenly rested on Shen Du Jianliu's shoulders.
He directly pulled the well-behaved and obedient white-haired boy out of his arms.
By the way, the left hand that Nakahara Chuuya had clasped behind the opponent's head was also slapped away and thrown aside casually like trash.
…
"Hey, Jianliu! You finally came out!"
"I was so worried about you."
Dazai Osamu's brisk voice came from behind, abruptly interrupting the atmosphere of the two people standing here.
His body was dragged backwards, and he gently bumped into a familiar chest. Shen Du Jianliu turned back with a calm expression: "Mr. Dazai."
"All incidents have been resolved. Thank you for staying by my side."
Not paying attention to the other person's hand on his shoulder, he touched his earlobe.
The bug is back.
Similarly, he changed his clothes into a suit.
“You, you, you…”
Nakahara Chuuya pointed at the smiling Dazai Osamu in disbelief. He widened his eyes and opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't regain the ability required by the organization.
"Why are you here, you bastard Mackerel!?"
"And Jianliu..."
How did it come out of the book? !
Although he had a lot of questions and felt that everything was a mess, what Nakahara Chuuya couldn't tolerate the most was the black-haired young man's aggressive behavior...
Not only did he put his hand on the other's shoulder, he also bent down in front of him and rubbed his cheek against Shen Du Jianliu's fair face with a smug look on his face.
"asshole!!!"
"Why are you looking so intimate, Dazai? Let him go right now! Do you believe I'll kill you?"
"You always want to kill people... You are a slug whose brain has not improved at all. You still need Liu to go in and save him——"
Dazai Osamu straightened up, stretched out the ending of his words and showed a look of disgust: "You'd better stay in the world of detective novels."
"What did you say!?"
etc.
Nakahara Chuuya's anger completely subsided after he realized something. He watched Dazai Osamu let go of Jianru, walked to the side, bent down and picked up a book on the ground.
The book was all black, with the words "Black Cat in the Rue ue" written in red English on the cover.
It's a detective novel that sucks you in and once you punch the pages you can't pull out.
In that case...
Nakahara Chuuya suddenly turned his gaze to Kamado Miru who was standing opposite him, and carefully looked at his familiar delicate face.
Exactly the same.
Even the way he wore a suit was exactly the same as the Kamado Kenryu in his memory.
Combined with what Dazai Osamu said just now, the other party is obviously not just a character that appeared out of a book...
He is the real deal, a real person.
Wait, wait? ? ? ? ?
But seeing the flow is not already...
What is going on?
"Mr. Dazai, I will return this book to its owner."
Shen Du Jianliu took the initiative to break the silence in the air. He walked to the handsome black-haired young man and took the book from his hand.
"Okay."
There was no reason for Dazai Osamu to refuse.
As luck would have it, Edgar Allan Poe was hiding quietly at the corner of the small staircase, holding the little raccoon in his arms and secretly observing the situation of the few people.
To be honest, he had never expected...
The white-haired boy who looked sick actually came out.
How did they achieve such a fast speed?
He was obviously very confident. That was a world with more than 1,000 characters and more than 500 murderers... Apart from Ranpo-kun, there was actually someone else who could escape from the novel world so quickly!
It seemed that the other party did not use the so-called "torture" to beat everyone up.
So it’s not just based on the strength of the force that makes it possible.
how so……
Edgar Allan Poe fell to his knees in shock.
In order to write the detective novel that stumped Ranpo, he once stayed up all night for several days, without eating or drinking, working hard, racking his brains to search for information, and his head was almost bald before he completed this suspenseful masterpiece with more than 500 murderers!
But now... there is a second person who can easily escape from the world of novels.
Is it because his writing was too unsuccessful?
Edgar Allan Poe was in despair.
The next second, a hand so pale that the veins were clearly visible appeared in front of him.
Shen Du Jianliu carefully looked at his lowered head and said in a serious tone: "It's a great detective novel."
"It is my honor to be able to enter the skills of a talented person and witness your abilities."
"I heard that you wrote this novel for Mr. Edogawa..."
The white-haired boy's calm tone was extremely sincere, with a hint of genuine encouragement: "Let's work together next time."
"In order to embarrass Mr. Edogawa, I am willing to assist you."
So, never fall into despair.
In that case, he would kill the fallen talent without hesitation before he could create despair.
It's like being in your own world.
It’s easy to deal with ordinary people who feel despair. Most of them can be influenced by finding the source of their despair.
But talents are very tricky. After being infected by despair, the talents that symbolize hope have become convenient tools for them to spread despair, and most of the sources can no longer be found.
Shen Dujianliu lowered his indifferent eyes and pulled Edgar Allan Poe, who was sitting on the ground, to stand up.
Naturally, the other person's eyes were filled with emotion. Although they were blocked by thick bangs and could not be seen clearly, the decadent atmosphere had disappeared.
“We…”
"I am willing to try it with you."
…
Dazai Osamu kept watching the scene over there in silence.
"ah!!"
Nakahara Chuuya is too lazy to care about so many things.
Let’s not talk about the situation of Jianliu who suddenly appeared here. The gloomy man with a gloomy aura all over his body looks like the author of the detective novel!
in other words--
"You bastard, you are the culprit who created that fictional world, right!?"
"I remember it was a combination..."
"Anyway, are you ready to be crushed by gravity?!"
A faint red glow appeared on the orange-haired young man's body. He raised his hand to hold the brim of his hat, and the deck under his feet began to vibrate due to the leakage of supernatural powers.
"Alas!"
The aura of Nakahara Chuuya was so strong that Edgar Allan Poe was so scared that he hid behind Kamado Kenryu.
He is just an intelligent giant who combines intelligence and detective abilities!
...completely incapable of combat.
"I won't let you hurt him."
Shen Du Jianliu did not avoid the other party's request for help.
He coughed lightly with his lips pressed against his chest to stop the itching in his sore throat, and stood in front of Edgar Allan Poe without wavering.
"I promised Mr. Edogawa that I would keep him safe."
"This is the condition for me to enter the world in the book and rescue you."
"What……"
Nakahara Chuuya released his hand from covering his hat and stared blankly at the extremely familiar white-haired boy: "So, who are you..."
"Well, don't worry about these details."
Dazai Osamu smiled and clasped his hands together to smooth things over. He opened his iris-colored eyes and stared quietly at Nakahara Chuuya: "Anyway, due to various reasons, Miru was brought out of the experimental base by the "Demon" Fyodor and returned to us! ”
"Congratulations! Now it's time for our Armed Detective Agency's celebration party."
"The poison of the communal devouring has been removed, and the incident is over."
"It's a shame you were locked up for so long, Chuuya."
Dazai Osamu mercilessly began to drive people away: "Since you, a dark little dwarf, are out, just go back quickly - don't disturb the time I spend with Jianliu."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
The air suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.
[2333333, just a few words directly burned Chuuya's CPU]
【Chuya: Huh? Is the communion over? Boss can move now? What year is it now? 】
【Chuya: That’s my brother, okay! What does it mean that you and Jianliu spend time together! 】
[Wow, anyway, Chuuya and Ru have recognized each other. Will Ru and Chuuya go back to the Port Mafia? I’m looking forward to it.]
[I am looking forward to meeting Wei Erlain. Liu Zai has disappeared for 4 years in their eyes.]
[Am I the only one who thinks Dazai deliberately explained so much? Even the experiment and Tuo-san have mentioned it, he wouldn't want Chuuya to check anything, after all, Chuuya is also an experimental subject.]
The barrage did not know the fact that Kamado Miru had died.
But Nakahara Nakaya knew it.
Experimental base...
When he heard this word, the veins on his forehead bulged subconsciously.
If the military dared to conduct experiments like Huang Ba Tu, or copied Jian Liu's body and used it secretly without anyone knowing, Zhong Yuan Zhong was not sure whether he would kill those people.
no.
When he gets back later, he will immediately check whether Shen Du Jianliu's grave has been touched by anyone.
Including the visit records of the past four years should be checked.
But... these are all things for the future.
Thinking about Dazai's personal admission that Jianlu has returned, as well as everything that happened in the novel world before, no matter how complicated his mood was, Nakahara Chuuya's heart was filled more with happiness and relief.
He restrained his aura, and the lines that outlined his handsome features softened. His tone became visibly more patient: "See you."
"So you came in here specifically to find me?"
"Since you don't want me to do it, I'll let him and the detective go."
He walked up to the pale-skinned, white-haired boy, wishing he could talk to him right now, take him to see how he was doing, and buy him lots of delicious food.
"Do you have a place to live now?"
"Would you like to come back with me? Wei Erlain should also want to see you..."
"No."
Kamado Miru righteously rejected the orange-haired young man.
Verlaine's place doesn't conflict with where I live.
He had obeyed Danmu's wishes and successfully rescued the other party from the book.
Nakahara Chuuya looks intact now, or rather, he was safe and sound before, and he did not feel any despair or anything like that.
The comments are basically discussing the current situation, or explaining the worldview to newcomers, so they no longer feel overwhelmed by the fact that Zhongyuan Chuuya is trapped in the book.
I no longer need to pay attention to the other person.
But, I don’t know why…
After rejecting the other party, an indescribable emotion flashed through his chest.
That was the inexplicable feeling I had when I was in the world of detective novels just now and was hugged by Nakahara Chuuya and said goodbye.
A little bit boring.
It does not contribute much to the spread of hope and is not worth paying attention to yourself.
Shen Du Jianliu just thought about it for a moment and then put it out of his mind, not intending to waste his limited time.
He calmly walked to the black-haired young man standing not far away, raised his hand and grabbed Dazai Osamu's sleeve——
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chuuya."
"I've decided to go home with Mr. Dazai."
"I want to live with him."
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