"Good morning……"
I pushed open the door of the detective agency and said feebly as I had a severe headache.
Last night was the first night I had trouble sleeping here, and it was also the first night I spent so much time alone with Osamu Dazai.
Of course, it was also the night I drank for the first time.
It's just that Osamu Dazai didn't see it with his own eyes.
I secretly took a sip while he wasn't paying attention. As a result, it didn’t take long before I felt hot all over and my speech was slurred.
I knew I might be a bad drinker for the first time, but I didn't expect it to be this bad.
"You know, I admire you so much!"
Then I yelled this randomly.
I don’t know if I saw it wrong, but Osamu Dazai smiled. His face was as brilliant as I had ever seen.
What he said or what happened after that, I have no idea.
All I know is that I woke up and found myself at home, lying in my own bed. And, it's almost late.
I rushed to the detective agency, only to find that although I was awake, my head hurt even more.
"Good morning." Dazai Osamu smiled, holding the "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like there's a hint of cunning in his smile.
"You're two minutes late." Kunikida said without raising his head.
"Sorry." I smiled awkwardly.
I walked to my table with my head hanging low. I was about to exchange glances with Atsushi Nakajima, but I was surprised to find that he didn't come at all.
"Does Adun have any commissions today?" I asked.
"Not really." Miyazawa Kenji tilted his head and said after thinking for a while.
"Adun is rarely late." I muttered, feeling a little strange.
But soon, the busy work and things made me put this matter behind me. I was so busy that I didn't even take a bite of the meal, let alone look for Atsushi Nakajima.
"I'm leaving, see you tomorrow." In the blink of an eye, it's time to get off work.
After saying hello to all the seniors, I left the detective agency while rubbing my empty stomach.
I heard that Aunt Suzuki’s chicken fried rice at Yirun Plaza is pretty good. I’ll bring one to Atsushi Nakajima later.
I arrived at Yirun Plaza, and after a flurry of pleasantries with Aunt Suzuki, I managed to get three portions of chicken fried rice.
I picked up my phone and sent a text message to Atsushi Nakajima:
"No need to let Jinghua cook. I have brought you delicious food and will send it over in a while [drooling]."
After seeing no reply, I picked up my phone, rubbed my hands, and walked towards Atsushi Nakajima's house.
Arriving at the door of Atsushi Nakajima's house, I knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, no one opened the door or made a sound.
I'm a little surprised. Could it be that something happened and I haven't come back yet?
I turned on my phone and found that Atsushi Nakajima hadn't called me back yet. At this time, I panicked without any reason. Ever since, I sent another text message.
"Adun, are you home? I'm here."
I stared at the screen. A long time passed, but there was still no message from Atsushi Nakajima.
So, I called Atsushi Nakajima.
Toot toot—
The phone rang for a long time, but there was no answer.
I put my ear against the door and didn't hear the ringing from there.
"Jinghua, are you at home? Jinghua!" I shouted while banging the door hard.
I put my ear to the door again, hoping to hear some noise.
At this time, a whisper came from the other side of the door.
But unfortunately the voice was too low and I couldn't hear it clearly.
"Jinghua!" I shouted in surprise.
"Get out of the way!" A high-pitched voice sounded, extremely harsh.
I was startled, my body reacting faster than my mind and I jumped away.
As soon as I got out of the way, the door burst open and the dust dispersed, making me unable to open my eyes.
Seeing that everything gradually calmed down, I walked to the door to find out.
I clearly heard Jinghua's voice just now, but why was there silence at this moment.
However, just when I saw the scene behind the door clearly, I opened my mouth and was speechless, and the sound of electricity buzzed in my head.
Izumi Kyoka's kimono was cut several times, and her clothes became even redder, stained with blood. Her face was pale, and she knelt down weakly on one knee, stabbing the ground with her dagger to steady herself.
Shirayuki Yaksha hangs translucent behind Izumi Kyoka. It's probably because the owner is not in good condition, and it doesn't look good at the moment.
"Jinghua!" I shouted in panic.
"Si Ye, Adun... the mafia..." Quan Jinghua gasped and said a few characters intermittently.
mafia!
After hearing this word, my heart trembled. But just when I wanted to continue to seek confirmation, Quan Jinghua's hands softened and she collapsed to the ground.
I rushed forward, shaking Quan Jinghua, while shouting her name.
However, she lost consciousness.
I was busy attaching the pocket watch to her body, trying to use my powers to restore her health.
But Izumi Kyoka was probably injured for too long and too seriously. My superpower only restored two-thirds of her wound, and the blood no longer flowed. But she remained comatose and unresponsive to external stimuli.
But fortunately, the injury is not life-threatening.
"Dr. Xie Ye!" I dialed the phone, my voice hoarse and hysterical.
After more than ten minutes, Quan Jinghua finally received treatment from Dr. Xie Ye.
Many parts of her body were bandaged, and her little body looked so fragile lying on the bed.
"Si Ye, what's going on?" Yu Xie asked, her expression serious and her brows furrowed.
"I haven't been able to contact Adun all day today. I originally planned to send him some food in the evening. Unexpectedly, I saw Jinghua who was seriously injured."
"Yes, I understand." Yu Xie also nodded.
"In addition, Dr. Xie Ye. Before Jinghua fell into coma, she mentioned the mafia..." I said, my voice getting smaller and smaller.
"Are you sure it's the Mafia?"
"She spoke very clearly and I couldn't hear her wrong."
"This is too bad," Yu Xie said sadly, "Si Ye, you should go back to bed first. I will take care of Jinghua and contact the president."
I nodded, thinking that I was really tired, so I thanked him and turned around to go home and rest.
On the way back, my mind kept repeating what just happened.
For some reason, I always feel that this matter is not something the mafia claims. Because Ozaki Momiji would never allow anyone to hurt Izumi Kyoka.
It is obviously impossible for others to hide from such a cadre and mobilize forces to harm a member of the detective agency.
I rubbed my temples and sighed heavily.
The chicken cutlet fried rice just landed on her doorstep because of the emergency. It must have been cold by now.
Really, I finally thought that I had been peaceful recently, but in the blink of an eye I got angry again. Now the life and death of both Kyoka and Baihu are uncertain, and people really don’t know what to do.
