"I was sleeping and I answered your call in my sleep?" Dazai rolled his eyes. "What brings you here? And you called me and said that your business has been settled."
Mizukami Sosuke leaned against the tree and laughed, "Yeah, I got it done. I'm very happy now."
"I heard it."
Dazai Osamu had just finished taking a shower. He was leaning against the window with a phone and a glass of wine in his hand. The night in Yokohama was not peaceful at all. Gunshots and angry curses could be heard faintly.
Dazai Osamu was in a pretty good mood today, and was able to chat with Mizukami Sosuke.
He asked, "What's the matter? Don't you usually contact that dark little guy in Chuuya?"
Mizukami Sosuke's voice was a little unclear, as if there was a strong wind over there, and even the tail end of his voice had a light and floating feeling. He said, "Dazai, do you still remember the topic we talked about before? The one that we argued about for a long time but to no avail."
"Cherry blossoms always wither suddenly at their peak of splendor?" Dazai Osamu said cheerfully, "Why? I don't think I am particularly eager to end my life now." [1]
That was a topic they had discussed in the Port Mafia, but although both of them said they wanted to die, no one actually went through with it. They just watched the cherry blossoms wither again and again, falling into the mud, and occasionally into the water, causing Chuuya to jump like crazy.
"The cherry blossoms are beautiful, and they look beautiful when they fall."
"So Odasaku is a good person." Mizukami Sosuke's voice was filled with laughter. "Let me tell you, I was very brave tonight. I defeated the Crow Army alone. If Mori Ogai knew about this, he would be unreasonable if he didn't give me bonuses and working wages for three or four years, right?"
Dazai Osamu always felt that Mizukami Sosuke was not someone who would be so idle as to come over and chat with him about this and that. He calmed down a little and asked, "Is that what you are talking about to me?"
"I'm not a member of the Port Mafia, so how would I know what Mori Ougai is thinking?" He complained, "But I think it's more likely that he is in arrears with wages."
Mizukami Sosuke complained, "I just wanted to talk to you. I just feel a little lonely without cherry blossoms in the summer."
"Go to Odasaku's main castle? There are many-leaf cherry blossoms there. They are well-fed now. If you really want to do something, you can bring your sword over to perform a cherry blossom blizzard." Dazai Osamu said casually, "Don't you have a katana with you? Let him put one on you."
"…An Ding, that makes sense." The voice on the other end of the phone paused, and a clear yawn was heard, "I'm sleepy, too lazy to talk to you, I'm going to sleep now."
Before Dazai could answer, the phone beeped. He frowned and hung up the phone. He turned around and sent a message to Morobushi Keimitsu: "Where are Mizukami Sosuke and the others?"
Dazai Osamu had a strange feeling in his heart, but he was not confused. He was just sensitive to the wrong emotions.
Mizukami Sosuke was so happy that even the last syllable of his voice couldn't stop rising, as if something amazing had happened to him. However, this had nothing to do with what he was saying, which made it seem particularly incongruous.
Dazai Osamu even suspected that he was sick, the kind of illness inherited from the Mizukami family, and he would occasionally go crazy or something...
Morobushi Kagemitsu wore a black cat mask, mixed in with a group of police officers, and ran around in the temple relying on Amuro Toru's connections.
The bodies of Gin and Vodka were found in the warehouse. In the corner, curled up was Mikura with an empty gun in front of him. He was talking incoherently and it was obvious that he had been driven crazy.
Amuro Toru...oh no, now his name should be Furuya Rei. He looked at the two bodies lying in a pool of blood and still had a feeling that it was quite unreal.
The second-in-command of the Black Organization, who would shoot and kill people at will and whose hands were stained with blood, died quietly in the corner of a warehouse?
He squatted down, pinched his face and examined it, fearing that this was another false death trap for the golden cicada to escape from its shell.
It turned out to be gin.
"Boss, do you want to take Yonekura away first?" the policeman next to him asked, "He is still a suspect being pursued by the police in Kyoto and Osaka."
"Take it away..." Furi Rei touched the blood on the ground with his hand. It was bright red and sticky, like a sin that could not be washed away. He stood up, followed the bloodstains that were particularly different, and walked to Yonekura's side. He whispered to him, "Who was here just now? Where did he go?"
Yonekura squatted with lifeless eyes. After Fōtani Rei splashed cold water on his face, he trembled slightly and said, "Yes, it's a red-eyed one..."
It was indeed Mizukami Sosuke. Furukaya Rei took a deep breath.
They were all former colleagues, and no one knew each other. As for that rookie Mizukami Sosuke, it was impossible for him to kill Gin without paying a price. It seemed that he didn't expect to use explosives, but let Yonekura shoot.
"You take him back. I'll leave for a while."
After instructing the police to collect information about the scene and not to destroy it, he hurried out following the scattered bloodstains.
The bloodstains on the cement floor of the warehouse were relatively easy to distinguish, but the amount of blood was not optimistic. When they arrived outdoors, the pitch-black environment and the inconspicuous soil made Fōtani Ling could only check one by one along the path with a flashlight.
Although he is not from the detective department, Furiya Rei still knows a lot about this aspect, such as dripping bloodstains, burr-like changes in direction, that is, the semicircular part is on the same side as the direction of movement, and the stained bloodstains have no fixed form, but the color will be darker in the soil.
He looked at the mountain road that followed the bloodstains in confusion. He could only see a moon hanging on the treetops, but did not hear any sound.
Since Mizukami Sosuke was injured, why did he go climbing instead of seeking medical help?
Morofushi Kagemitsu told him that Suzumiya Kazuki and Mizukami Che were also staying in the hotel. Although the former knew about it, he could not interfere, while the latter was completely unaware of it.
In short, Mizukami Sosuke's behavior should be entirely out of his own will, without any interference from others.
Furiya Rei didn't understand what this person was thinking, just like he didn't understand at first why Mizukami Sosuke was so hostile to him and wanted to cause trouble in front of him every time he went on a mission. He thought for a while and decided to go up the mountain to take a look.
But before he could take a step forward, Morobushi Jingguang called him and said, "Zero! Where are you now?"
"I plan to look for Mizukami Sosuke." Furuya Rei said, "Hero, have you found the bombs?"
Morobushi Kagemitsu was sweating. He looked at the mess around him and said, "All the bombs stored in Yonekura have been taken out. The danger is over. Dazai just sent me a message saying that Mizukami Sosuke called him."
"What did he say?" Furuya Rei was not familiar with Dazai Osamu, so he asked directly, "How is he doing now?"
Morobushi Kagemitsu said, "They just said some random, half-truthful topics... Dazai said that Mizukami Sosuke looked very happy."
Morofushi Kagemitsu simply recounted the conversation between the two and asked in confusion, "Why did they mention cherry blossoms specifically?"
Sakura is one of the most frequently mentioned flowers in Japan. All words related to mono no aware and beauty can be applied to it. It is also the symbol of the Japanese police.
Fūya Rei's breathing stagnated for a moment, and he simply said, "He's injured, probably seriously. I'll go find someone first, you can call an ambulance in advance."
Morofushi Jingguang was holding the phone in a daze. For a moment, the image of Mizukami Sosuke overlapped with Mizukami Che in his mind.
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Gu Ling took two steps at a time and climbed up the rugged mountain road.
The fireworks have ended, leaving only a mess. Some thin moonlight fell on the green pine, leaving a shadow.
Mizukami Sosuke was leaning against a pine tree with one leg bent, his right upper body resting on his knee, and a katana in his arms. The black ribbon of the katana fell to the ground, mixed with bright red.
His wine-red eyes were still open, staring straight at the tall buildings in the distance, his pale face adorned with an exceptionally comfortable smile. Cherry blossoms that came from nowhere fell all over his body, mixing with the smell of blood to form a sweet fragrance.
"Cherry blossoms always suddenly wither at the peak of their splendor." Furiya Rei remembered the words that had just been mentioned.
Is the fireworks display considered brilliant? Or is it that toppling the Black Organization is a pinnacle event?
Furiya Rei stood there for a long time. The mountain wind blew past, shaking the trees and blowing up the cherry blossoms. The pink snow spread forward and fell into the world.
He took out his cell phone again and called You Xunran: "No need to call an ambulance."
On the phone, Zhu Fu Jingguang breathed rapidly: "What happened?"
Furiya Rei smiled and said, "Ah, nothing much. I just feel a little emotional because it's so rare to see cherry blossoms in the summer."
The two were silent. Years of tacit understanding had made it unnecessary for them to say more.
This time the phone was not hung up. Furutani Rei took a step forward and wanted to pick up Mizukami Sosuke, but the moment his fingertips touched, the person in front of him turned into dots of fluorescent light, and only the katana touched the ground, making a crisp collision sound.
"Hero." He said, "The cherry blossoms have fallen."
The author has something to say: [1] Cherry blossoms always wither suddenly at the peak of their splendor, and Dazai Osamu is always eager to end his life.
——"The Disqualified Setting Sun" by Zhang Dachun from Dazai Osamu's "Novel Lantern"
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