Chapter 95: Amano Tsuru
At this point, the reason why they were dragged here was finally completely clear. The transcendent originally invited only Shuichi Akai, but Nikolai Gogol, who was elsewhere, intervened in the middle, and the ripples caused by this involved everyone else present. The area in Yokohama was very small, with only Dazai Osamu there, but the area in Komikamacho was much larger, with an estimated hundreds of people disappearing.
"He will naturally pay the price for what he did," Dazai Osamu said sternly, "but that price is not given to him by us. We will go find him later, but before that, I don't mind collecting the interest first."
"Don't be like this," Fyodor's eyes were deep and deep under the light. He said in a languid but steady tone, "You and I both know that there is another person involved in this matter. You dare to cause trouble for Nikolai but don't mention him. Isn't this a form of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"
Dazai Osamu smiled and said lightly, "Yes, who made you the weak one now?"
Fyodor narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became so cold that it seemed as if a knife was about to be stabbed. It was not until a light cough was heard from inside that Fyodor relaxed his expression and walked behind the blue isolation curtain.
The curtain was opened, and behind it was a simple operating table. Furiya Rei, who hadn't been seen for a while, was lying on it. When he saw Dazai Osamu looking at him, he greeted him awkwardly: "Hello, see you again."
Dazai Osamu's gaze fell on his abdomen. Circles of bandages wrapped around half of his body. On the shelf next to him were some cold medical instruments and a strange smell of disinfectant. Strange, why didn't I notice it before?
Fyodor bent down, and pressed his slender fingers very gently on Furi Rei's abdomen. With every movement, he paid attention to the expression on the other's face. The expression on his face was extremely serious, as if he was really a responsible and good doctor. "You're healing pretty well," he stood up again with a relieved smile on his face, "It seems that the medicine I gave you is still working. You can come down after a few more days."
Dazai Osamu shuddered at his coaxing tone.
"Thank you, doctor," Furiya Ling also thanked him sincerely, his voice was filled with fear, relief, gratitude and many other emotions: "If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would be like now. In terms of medical care, I will listen to you in everything!" The last sentence was said with gritting his teeth and shorting up his voice.
Dazai Osamu looked around the clinic thoughtfully, and thinking about what Fyodor said after the shooting, he suddenly realized that this clinic also had its own rules, and these two people were now subject to these rules. This is not a safe place to live. It is actually no different from the outside world.
Dazai Osamu walked closer and noticed sharply that in the trash can nearby, there was a pile of feathers scattered strangely, with blood on the roots of the feathers, and a layer of discarded cotton and bandages that had not been cleaned away in time. He thought of his hand again, and in an instant, his expression turned gloomy again.
"Ahem," Furiya Rei was so weak this time that he coughed. He glanced at Dazai Osamu and whispered, "The clue the doctor just mentioned..." His face regained its usual calmness, and he looked directly at Fyodor and said, "I kept asking the doctor before, but you refused to answer me. Now, is it time to tell me?"
Fyodor smiled and said, "Of course, if that's what you want." He raised his head again and glanced at Dazai Osamu: "This is one of the links, but a certain gentleman has been unwilling to listen to my story."
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"So," after a while, Conan managed to connect with the two men with difficulty. He tried several methods at the TV station to spread the program signal, using the sound of the radio, and finally borrowed the radio channel to contact Dazai Osamu and others in the clinic. They agreed to meet at a place, and Conan had to rush out of the house again.
"That man told us how to meet the owner here. Are you sure what he said is true?" Conan asked in embarrassment.
"He won't lie," Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Because this is not his place, he can still judge the situation. Unless he wants to never go back."
Conan nodded thoughtfully: "They are already guilty in the eyes of the Transcendent. If they do something bad again, it will only bring trouble to their future selves. You are right, the owner of this place really has no ill will towards us. However, in this case, Mr. Dazai Osamu, I wonder if you can tell me why there are only three of us here when there should be four of us. Do you know where Brother Amano went?"
Dazai Osamu's face fell silent. Conan looked at him with sharp eyes, and Furiya Rei also realized something. He looked at the expressions of the two men and leaned towards Conan.
"Boom!" There was a bigger vibration coming from the original place. This kind of vibration has been echoing in this world ever since Dazai Osamu and Pei Zhen woke up by the fire. Those white shadows were also awakened by it. Conan even discovered that as this turbulence progressed, those monsters that were originally only in one area gradually tended to deviate from the rules.
"When the red moon falls to the ground, the guardians transformed into rules will make it bleed, the chains holding the werewolves will break, they will roll on the ground and fight, and the path they carve out will be covered with their blood. When you set foot on this path, you will go to meet him." Furiya Zero muttered to himself what Fyodor told them.
Conan frowned. "We can't get close to that place. Not only the things we might encounter along the way, but also the place itself. The existence that can cause such a big turmoil will only be more terrifying than what we have seen."
"But we no longer have a choice." Fūya Rei said solemnly. At his signal, Conan also noticed that more and more things were gathering around, and what he had been worried about finally happened.
The rules actually protect them, but this land is not the home of the rules. That's over there in the small town.
Without hesitation, they rushed towards the center of the turmoil like lightning. As if knowing where they were going, countless white shadows surged out like a tide, each of them looking at them with empty facial features. More wailing sounds mixed with the whispers instilled by the Red Moon itself, like sharp needles constantly piercing their minds, echoing wildly in them. Boundless irritability arose, almost drowning their rationality. Conan bit his lips tightly, trying hard to keep himself awake. He couldn't fall here, absolutely not, especially in -
"Be careful!" someone shouted. Conan suddenly wanted to retreat, but how could he easily avoid that almost invisible attack? It was a gray shadow. In a flash, Conan recalled that this seemed to be the strange thing that separated him from Amano Tsuru.
"Swish!" There was that sound breaking through the air again. This time Conan saw it clearly. It passed through the gray monster's head, pierced through a white shadow beside Furi Rei, and finally stopped on the third monster. The gray shadow took several steps back, his body swayed, and became blurry and unstable; the white shadow was punctured like a balloon and dissipated into a pile of clear air; the last monster rolled on the ground in pain.
It was a long feather, white in color and with a sharp quill. Rather than a feather, it looked more like a specially crafted weapon.
"Didn't you ask me where Amano Tsuru went?" Dazai Osamu came to his side at some point, and said in a bitter tone, "Look, isn't he there now?"
Conan looked up. He saw a white monster appear among the many monsters.
It stood there, its feathers were as white as snow, its body was upright, and one of its wings was pressed against its side like a sharp sword. It stood there, covering its face with one wing, leaving only a little of its crest exposed. It is more like a warrior that suddenly appears, because its foothold is too tenacious. There are strange figures around it, but it remains silent and motionless. Only every feather on its body is flashing a sharp and beautiful light.
So strange, so pure, the combination of the two constitutes a strange beauty that transcends common sense.
Conan's eyes widened: "No, this is impossible..."
But the crane feather just now broke his self-deception. In this terrifying world, no monster would come to help them.
"Here, dealing with monsters is a process of being infected by them, and getting injured will greatly speed up this process. Even if you do nothing, you will be transformed silently." Dazai Osamu said in a hoarse voice.
"I know everything! But it can't be so fast!" Conan kept staring ahead. He said viciously: "If you want to talk about injuries, you are the first one among us to be injured. You were injured before you took us to solve the case!"
"Yes," Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes, "I am indeed the first one to be transformed and infected, but the human spirit can resist these. As long as you don't want to be corrupted no matter what, you can greatly delay the speed. Even if you are seriously injured and the degree of corruption has increased significantly, you can still use surgery and drugs in the clinic to delay it, just like the policeman next to you, he did it."
Furukaya Rei on the side once again repelled a monster, and layers of down feathers appeared on his originally handsome face. They have come this far and are going to go to more dangerous places, and the changes in the two of them are also a reliance.
"Then why..." Conan asked.
"But it's different if you choose to be alienated," Dazai Osamu said hurriedly, "It will greatly increase the speed of this transformation!"
Conan was speechless for a moment. The standing white crane was strangely still facing him, and he seemed to feel that someone was looking at him all the time. The situation was too much to hesitate any longer. Conan heard the words he had heard before when he was in danger: "Go."
His guess was confirmed. It was indeed him who saved him in the crisis before. Conan was suddenly filled with emotions. He clenched his fists and his eyes were red.
Suddenly, Baihe slightly tilted his body, and a piece of paper fell in front of Conan from mid-air. Conan was stunned and caught it. But just a glance at it made Conan feel as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and tears immediately flowed from his eyes.
"Brother Amano!" He couldn't help but shout to the person who was still helping them. "Hurry up!" A second urging voice sounded, mixed with other strange sounds, and with a hint of anxiety. "Hurry up and go!" Fōgaya Rei also shouted. He had a blank expression on his face. He had experienced this kind of separation countless times. The last time was when Jing Guang...
More monsters came. Bai He moved slightly, and his right wing, which had been covering his face, seemed to be about to be lowered.
Conan made up his mind, turned around and ran towards the passage cleared by Furuya Rei and Dazai Osamu. "Don't look at him anymore!" Conan shouted as he ran.
Dazai Osamu quickly turned his head. In his last moments, he saw the monster transformed from a human finally spread its wings, its broad wings spread out...
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