Chapter 48 Do you want 500 billion? Please, take it!
It's impossible to understand. After all, the feelings between each other cannot be judged by normal people.
It is impossible to write about normal emotions because he himself doesn’t really understand them.
After being forced offline by Ayatsuji Yukito, Edogawa Ranpo stubbornly pushed him into bed. For some reason, the black cat came over and waited for the two detectives to press the quilt for him. Like a wax seal, it sat firmly on the corner of the quilt, sealing the quilt to prevent it from being opened.
It seems that the black cat at home is also an underestimated detective. Although it can't speak, it can see clearly.
Qianjianmu originally wanted to lie down and rest, but unexpectedly he actually fell asleep. As a result, I had a rare dream. The scenes in the dream were very fragmentary. Sometimes I was in the base, sometimes in an abandoned city, sometimes inside the rebel army, and sometimes next to the old writer.
He asked the old writer how his daughter died. The old writer looked at him and said it was better for him not to know.
He then asked, "Where is your wife?" The old writer said that there are two graves behind. You can dig a hole next to it, lie down in it, and I will bury you, and then you will understand.
He was quite rude at the time and started poking someone's lungs. The old writer didn't kick him out, which shows that he is kind-hearted.
As compensation, he told the old writer a story. The old writer nodded for a long time. He leaned over to take a look. The book he had spent his whole life writing had only one new sentence:
I found a wild god who talks a lot. My wife and daughter should like him very much.
I don't know when people discovered that he was the god who betrayed his country. It's not surprising that they recognized him. Anyway, his personal photos have been posted all over the streets since he was fifteen years old. Qian Jianmu didn't care, he corrected seriously:
"It's not wild, it was domesticated before."
Then the old writer asked, what about you now?
He closed his mouth and thought about it, as if he had no home anymore.
But the old writer still changed it, changing it to a god who is looking for a home.
He and the old writer kept nagging at each other about all sorts of nonsense. Qian Jianmu said that he picked up a child, but the child didn't learn his lesson and went to overthrow the government. The old writer asked him if he had learned well. Qian Jianmu said that he had learned very well. It was all taught by the government. He did not do anything that the government forbade him to do. So the old writer was laughing over there, and for some reason he was laughing so happily.
Qian Jianmu also said that it turned out that children really came out of their mothers' wombs. He always thought that all people were bred in batches in machines. The old writer asked him, "Do you believe that you were born by your mother?" Qian Jianmu thought hard and said that he didn't remember anything before the breeding center, but he remembered a pair of purple eyes. He thought that a woman with purple eyes would not be able to give birth to a child with golden eyes. The old writer asked, have you ever thought that your father has golden eyes? Qian Jianmu suddenly realized that he had forgotten that the father was involved in the childbirth process, so the two of them started laughing for no reason again.
As he was laughing, Qian Jianmu suddenly said quietly, he vaguely remembered that it was a man with purple eyes and black hair, can a man give birth to a man? The old writer looked at him and said it was nonsense. It didn't make sense from a genetic point of view. He was probably mistaken. Qian Jianmu thought about it and said that he must have remembered it wrong. He only remembered that the man was wearing a very delicious hat. But then he thought again that maybe he was too hungry when he was a child and mistook food for a person.
There was war raging outside and the sky was blood red. Everything was fine in the room, with dim lights and cheap food. The two people were chatting and making fun of each other, and the two graves behind the house were listening quietly. The four people got along harmoniously and the atmosphere was very pleasant, with a hint of □□.
Later, a pit was indeed dug in the backyard, which was dug by Qian Jianmu himself, but he did not lie in it himself. He put the old writer in it instead. When he put it in, he thought, this was also his win, haha.
He always wins.
When I woke up, I realized I had slept for more than ten hours. My heart was as empty as the early morning sky. When the birds flew across the sky, he seemed to fall into reality from his suspended dream. But his mind was still thinking about it randomly, and a sentence "Why don't you think this is a dream" flew to him, but he deleted it silently and retorted that his dream was not so beautiful.
There are people and animals, no oppression, no weird technology and AI, everyone grows up freely, and everyone has a very long time, long enough for them to die of old age and for their descendants to spend their old age in peace.
A breeze blew, and the sound of grass leaves rolling came from the yard. Qian Jianmu sat up and looked out of the window. The black, long-legged little sealing wax bird that had been pressing down on the quilt yesterday had run away. It was staring at the early birds in the tree in the yard. When it saw him, it came over and raised its tail as a greeting.
The black cat was well-cared for, and was smooth and shiny from head to toe. Because he exercises enough, he is not fat at all and his muscles are very solid. When he is aggressive, he looks like a little leopard, and when he is not aggressive, he looks like a small charcoal cake.
Nakai often holds it and combs its hair, from top to bottom, from head to tail. It seems that people have an obsessive-compulsive disorder about touching, and they have to touch it from top to bottom before they feel satisfied.
But the little black cat is actually a very aloof person. It doesn't like being treated as a doll and never meows. It just walks around people's feet silently. It asks for a pat, then lifts its tail in satisfaction and sits in the shade to watch. It prefers to rub against someone rather than be petted, but if someone really shows a surprised expression and touches it, it will run away.
It’s even weirder that he’s an avoidant cat.
It would be extremely lonely if I lived alone with Ayatsuji Yukito.
Qian Jianmu sat by the window with his face propped up, and took the flowers from the vase to tease the cat. The cat pounced on the flowers, and the petals were slapped away by his flesh-colored paws, sprinkling red and pink all over half of the window eaves.
It was still too early, so he sat at the window for a while and sent a message to Dazai Osamu and Nakai that everything had ended successfully. He also stuffed the huge file package he had prepared earlier into the email attachment and sent it to Endo Shusaku.
Endo Shusaku was still awake and replied immediately with "OK, I'll take a look." Then about five minutes later, he sent a string of ellipsis, asked if it was convenient for him, and then called him directly.
"Sir, the person from the Dragon Head Family... is he around 25-27 years old?"
"Should be, within thirty years."
Endo Shusaku was strangely silent for a moment. Chiganmaku could hear him flipping through some documents, and the rustling sound of papers rubbing against each other. After a while, he said.
"Is his ability very strong?"
"That's what the intelligence said. I don't think it's easy to say. The only thing that's certain is that he's a person with special abilities."
"..." Endo Shusaku fell silent again, and this time the sound of typing on his cell phone keyboard began to rang out. After a while, the sound of several vibrations of new messages came from his cell phone. Endo became even more silent. It seemed as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know why. All he could hear was bursts of ambiguous breathing, which carried an indescribable complexity.
Qian Jianmu was confused and waited for him to speak in a daze. After a long while, Endo Shusaku said:
"I see. I'll investigate the Rat of the Dead House. Oh, by the way, sir..."
His voice paused strangely:
“I mean, well, do we need this money?”
“…Huh?”
"You know, I started a religion and gathered some people with special abilities." Endo Shusaku's voice was a little difficult: "This person's identity seems to be similar to that of one of the believers who were recruited."
"……?ah?"
He asked, "Do you think 500 billion is enough?"
? ? ? ?
What? After all this fuss, the legendary son of the leader, the eye of the storm, the man being hunted by countless people, a person with very strong psychic abilities, a member of the last mafia family in Yokohama, and his terrifying 500 billion, are right in my house?
There are so many people, my house can’t accommodate them all!
Who can tell who is the final boss between the Rat of the Dead House and the Shrine Boys?
"... Take him by force, if he doesn't want to be sent away from Yokohama."
Endo Shusaku was strangely silent again, and his words were filled with confusion that even he himself did not understand:
"...It seems...he is quite willing?"
**
Mitsuyo Kakuta also played a mouse in Yokohama today! (happy)
Although the Longtou family is named after Longtou, it is actually a large family composed of many surnames. The sons and daughters gain more power through intermarriage with other families. As a result, there are actually at least four or five different surnames in one family.
But that's not really important.
Because by the generation of Mitsuyo Kakuta, only the Kakuta family was left.
Mitsuyo Kakuta's grandmother is the youngest daughter of the Longtou family. Forty or fifty years ago, the entire Longtou family died mysteriously due to the revenge of a person with special abilities. As the youngest adopted daughter, Mitsuyo Kakuta's grandmother secretly inherited the huge fortune and kept it a secret for decades.
When Mitsuyo Kakuta was young, she lived in a rather chaotic family environment. Anyway, people with unfamiliar surnames who have no blood relationship with him may be his relatives. These relatives were always talking in a roundabout way and in a mess, which made him live in an extremely complicated and chaotic family environment since childhood. For some time, the news about the people with supernatural powers in the Longtou family that were rumored by the outside world was actually released by this group of relatives. Their intention might be to test the inheritance, or they might have the wild idea of restoring their former glory.
However, twenty years later, as if by some kind of curse, those relatives died one after another. Mitsuyo Kakuta's parents also died in an accident, leaving only Mitsuyo Kakuta and her grandmother.
One day, his grandmother took him to a secret basement and handed him the huge fortune. She felt that she didn't have much time left, and since Mitsuyo Kakuta had special abilities, she should be able to protect herself with this huge fortune.
…
but! My dear grandmother, his supernatural power is really weak!
Mitsuyo Kakuta, supernatural power: Sky Garden. It has spatial storage capabilities and has a storage space as large as a mansion, which can store a large number of non-living things.
In short, he was carrying a two-dimensional backpack.
There are also strong and weak abilities. He, Mitsuyo Kakuta, can't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands. Although he looks like a grown man, he is actually sensitive and fragile inside. He can cry when watching comedies. When he was a child, he was friends with a female classmate, but he cried and made a fuss because the female classmate had a new playmate. He felt that it was not him who was wrong, but the world, so...
Apart from his ability to pretend, who can he beat? ?
Weak, helpless and pitiful but able to pretend.
He is so strong (reading).
However, despite his misunderstanding, confusion and resistance, his grandmother died very cheerfully, and died very quickly, on the second day. On the third day, the cremation service team that had been scheduled came to visit. Only then did he discover that before her death, the old lady had not only arranged her own cremation, funeral, coffin and cemetery, but had even booked a grave-sweeping service for herself for fifty years. It was as if she had already anticipated that Mitsuyo Kakuta might not have the chance to visit her grave in the future.
...You also know that I am not worthy of this money, right? He will die, he will definitely die!
After his grandmother died, Mitsuyo Kakuta, who had no relatives, suddenly realized that he did not have the map of the secret basement mechanism. The basement had been opened, and if someone really investigated, he would be powerless to fight back.
He was terrifyingly calm about the huge fortune. He had no desire for it at all and even wanted to throw it away on the spot. God knows his life plan in this life is to cheer for his favorite idol during his rest time, spend his life with the huge family business and the figures in the room, wear 2D T-shirts and loose shorts every day, hold potato chips and Coke and smile idiotically, and he has absolutely no idea of ruling the world or spending money extravagantly.
But he thought about his grandmother's instructions, and also realized that the money was under his Kakuta family's land, so there was no way he would get away with it unscathed. And 500 million yuan is too scary. Even if he calls the police, those good-for-nothings may not protect him. They may even kill him to silence him...
Kakuta held back his tears and put all the money into his backpack. The sense of danger that came with holding the gold bars made him flee overnight.
This is also one of the reasons why so many mafias can't find him.
Later, perhaps by coincidence, Mitsuyo Kakuta contacted Shusaku Endo, and Shusaku Endo realized that his death was approaching and he would probably be murdered within the next two years, and his death would be quite miserable. Out of sympathy for his fellow short-lived ghost, Endo Shusaku pulled him into the organization of people with special abilities, where he was responsible for intelligence screening and cargo transportation. I have a good job that is not dangerous, pays well, and allows me to go out and do religious activities.
Mitsuyo Kakuta seemed to have returned to a peaceful life, but -
He discovered that Endo Shusaku began to investigate information about the Dragon Head family.
He collected intelligence for Endo Shusaku with trepidation. At first, the information was very rough, but later it became more and more detailed. Mitsuyo Kakuta was terrified, fearing that he would be killed and robbed of his money, and he wanted to run away, but later he found out from a piece of intelligence that more than one person was tracking him, so it was impossible for him to run away anywhere.
While the Sengenmaku was collecting intelligence, Mitsuyo Kakuta was anxious. While Sengenmaku was verifying the intelligence, Mitsuyo Kakuta was in great pain. When Sengenmaku confirmed the information, Mitsuyo Kakuta was collapsing. When Sengenmaku confirmed the problem and contacted Endo Shusaku, Mitsuyo Kakuta, who couldn't sleep all night and lost a lot of hair, received the message from Endo Shusaku, who didn't reveal much information out of caution but was seen through by him at a glance. Mitsuyo Kakuta fell to his knees.
Don't check. He's a criminal. He has 50.23 billion yen on him. He gave you 500 billion yen. Can you keep the rest? It was originally the inheritance left to him by his family. He wants to keep it for his old age...
So, Endo Shusaku only sent a message saying how well he knew the Longtou family, and he received a huge sum of 500 billion yen, while that person was still crying and holding his private property, begging him to leave him some underwear. Endo Shusaku fell into a long silence as he watched the somewhat dramatic story unfold. He didn't have time to be shocked that 500 billion was in his own home, and his first rebuttal was.
You can keep the change for yourself. Although I am not a good person, I am not a complete scumbag either! How do you see me?
And who wants your 500 billion? Qian Jianmu has no interest in him at all.
Endo Shusaku suggested sending him away, but unexpectedly, Kakuta Mitsuyo refused.
He could no longer endure this life of escape; his spirit had been compressed to the point of collapse over the past few years, and he was feeling suffocated. He was not a fool, he was aware of the signs of impending disaster, he could even see himself being killed. What was even more terrifying was that many organizations would compete for his money and then a war would break out. Even though he had killed people before, he really didn't want to see so many people die again, and he didn't want him to be the cause of all that.
What 500 billion? That’s his death warrant!
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