Chapter 249 The Third Player

Saikai Haruto's question caught him off guard, and Dazai was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Mochizuki, what did you say?"

Xi Haiqing Dou remained unmoved.

"Do you remember when you first came to my house?" he asked.

Dazai Osamu was surprised at first: "Really?" Then he said: "I think I have never been here before? As for Mr. Mochizuki's real home... I haven't been there either. It's really a pity."

"Teacher Mochizuki, what are you doubting about?"

He remembered that the young man had mentioned before when he brought him here that he had been to a "temporary residence" similar to this one before - so neither of these two places could be considered as Mochizuki Kaoru's "home". According to his guess, he decided to take a gamble.

"What a pity, I guessed wrong."

Saikai Haruto moved back slightly, and the pistol slipped out from his sleeve. He raised the gun and pointed it at "Dazai Osamu", smiling slightly, without any murderous intent: "Although I don't know how you made my ability ineffective, which led to my failure to confirm that you were not Dazai at the first time, but... there are too many omissions in other performances. Didn't you do your homework in advance? This unknown person."

Ah, it seems he guessed wrong?

However, he did not feel that the young man in front of him really wanted to kill him - the aura he had was different from those who had chased him before, and "Dazai Osamu" did not sense the presence of murderous aura.

Although there was no murderous intent, the aura emanating from him was still dangerous, as if it had been stained by countless blood and fire, completely different from his elegant and refined appearance at the beginning.

"Rose in the Smoke" - "Dazai Osamu" naturally thought of this description. He glanced at the young man and thought, well, in terms of appearance, he was quite suitable.

If he was here by himself, he would probably be stunned, but fortunately he is now "Dazai Osamu". Dazai has been the leader of the Hong Kong underworld for so many years, and his hands are stained with blood and gunpowder. His ability as a "face-changing master" is not bad either. Therefore, he is now very stable.

Dazai Osamu's expression did not change. He did not seem to be frightened at all, and he did not care about his own life or death. He was still too calm. "Eh? Can you tell me the reason?"

He slightly lowered his long black eyelashes, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking, and smiled calmly, "But I am indeed Dazai Osamu."

"Teacher Mochizuki, you just said you wanted to save me, but now you're planning to kill me?"

"Whether it was treating the wounds by yourself, turning a blind eye to the things in the study, or the attitude towards me, or saying that you would wait here for Odasaku to get off work, or even the members of the port mafia hunting down your leader...all of this is a lie, Mr. Unknown."

Xi Haiqingdou kindly answered his questions and smiled nonchalantly: "I gave up using such simple and crude formulas as yours ten years ago."

Ten years ago, he was still a "dead soul", and the intelligence dealers were not unfamiliar with this kind of clichés.

"Ah, after all, I have never met Mochizuki-kun, nor have I ever been with you. There's nothing I can do about it." "Dazai Osamu" said casually.

Saikai Haruto: "You went to so much trouble to pretend to be the leader of the Hong Kong mafia, only to get close to me, who has nothing to do with the Hong Kong mafia... What is your purpose?"

"Wasn't it you, Mochizuki-kun, who brought me here?" said "Dazai Osamu".

He shook the bandage on his arm and said innocently: "I just followed you here."

"Ah, it seems so?" Xi Haiqingdou blinked and changed his words: "So, what do you want to do by following me?"

For some reason, "Dazai Osamu" did not move, and Saikai Haruto did not seem to have any intention of shooting. The two seemed to start chatting again, as if the gun in his hand did not exist at all.

“Because I find it weird too.”

Dazai Osamu had no awareness that his life and death were in the hands of others. He raised his iris-colored eyes with a strange expression that no one could understand: "I also want to know, how did Mochizuki-kun know Dazai Osamu? In my memory, there is no such thing as you, Mochizuki-kun."

——The cards are exposed.

What is this wave called? Is it a confession?

Inappropriately, Xi Haiqing Dou suddenly felt like laughing.

Two guys holding the "Mystery Whisperer" script suddenly started a confession game, but on the surface it was a confession game - in fact it was still an actor versus actor.

Xi Haiqingdou raised his eyebrows and said noncommittally: "Are you still insisting that you are Dazai? Are you going to tell me that there is something wrong with your memory?"

"No, there is certainly nothing wrong with my memory. No special ability of a special ability user will be effective against 'No Longer Human'. I think you should also be aware of this, Mochizuki-kun."

"Dazai Osamu" said: "Regarding whether I am Dazai Osamu, isn't Mochizuki-kun also still in doubt? Otherwise, why hasn't he really taken action against me until now? Is it because he is still undecided?"

"I just feel that I haven't picked up a gun in a long time. If I accidentally discharge it, it will be bad if it disturbs the neighbors."

Saikai Haruto gently turned the small gun back and forth twice on his fingertips, then nonchalantly pointed it at "Dazai Osamu": "And I can't understand, since you and Dazai are so similar, why did you choose to follow me back instead of looking for someone else? There shouldn't be anything on me that you can covet."

When he said this, his expression was indifferent for a moment. Although that trace of expression quickly disappeared, "Dazai Osamu" was still clear and distinct.

"My name is Kaoru Mochizuki."

"So, how are you going to prove that I'm not Dazai Osamu? ... How strange that one day I have to prove that I'm not myself."

The young man with black hair and black clothes muttered softly.

His expression was calm, with the faintest smile on his face, and his iris-colored eyes were pure without a trace of impurities: "Mochizuki-kun, do you want to try to shoot me? Even if it is me, the blood flowing out of my body is also red. I also want to try to die again - but if you want to do it, can you be gentler? I am very afraid of pain."

Xi Haiqingdou's focus suddenly shifted: "Hey, are you afraid of pain? You didn't even give me anesthesia just now, I thought you wouldn't be afraid of pain."

"…Because pain may sometimes also mean being awake." "Dazai Osamu" blinked.

"To be honest, whether it's the guerrillas who suddenly appeared and hunted down my leader, or the Mochizuki-kun who suddenly appeared and seemed to know me well, they all look equally strange to me. It makes me wonder if I'm dreaming, or if this is the world after death?"

Dazai Osamu tilted his head, with a hollow smile on his face like a mask: "It looks no different from the real world... If it's true, this is really a super scary hell."

"Do you think the human world is hell?" Xihai Qingdou repeated in a low voice, looking at him with a weird look in his eyes.

"Why do you think you're dead?"

"If you jump from the rooftop of the highest floor of the Port Mafia, it's normal to die, right? If you're not dead yet, even I would find it strange."

"Dazai Osamu" said, blinking slowly: "...It seems that he still didn't succeed in dying."

He lowered his head, opened his hands, and looked at his palms.

The palm lines were clear and clean, as if not stained by any dirt. It had the warmth that only a living person could have, and did not look like a "dead person" at all.

Xihai Qingdou curled his lips: "So you want me to send you to death again?"

"Dazai Osamu" looked up at him, and a glimmer of light seemed to appear in his dark eyes.

"You're welcome."

As the young man spoke, his arms, which had been somewhat relaxed, suddenly straightened, and without hesitation, he aimed the gun in his hand at "Dazai Osamu" and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The bullet spun rapidly in the air, tearing through the air and rushing towards "Dazai Osamu" at high speed—

Then it passed through his hair and hit the wall behind him, leaving an obvious bullet hole.

Dazai Osamu's eyes widened slightly, and it was unknown whether he was expecting something, but his body did not move. The bullet passed through his hair quickly, and only a few strands of hair were blown slightly by the wind when the bullet passed through, and a few strands of hair fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I haven't fired a gun in a while. I think I missed the target by accident."

Saikai Haruto raised the gun in his hand and apologized with a smile. Although his eyes and tone were apologetic, it seemed insincere.

"Ah, what a pity." "Dazai Osamu" pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly.

He tried to move, but found that his body was a little stiff - actually, it wasn't that his body was stiff, but perhaps he was scared inside.

Just a little bit - the bullet almost went through his head.

Although he could see it clearly, with the leader's intelligence, he could certainly see when Xi Haiqingdou took action that he deliberately deviated the trajectory slightly at the moment he fired, so that the bullet could just pass through his hair instead of his skull.

But this did not prevent him from almost giving up.

"Dazai Osamu" almost broke out in a cold sweat.

It seems he guessed wrong... Where did this lunatic come from?