There are huge crowds of people and neon lights are shining. Drunk and fascinated by the lights, the colorful skirts swayed.
After my persuasion, the detective agency finally managed to get four people to attend the concert.
One of them is definitely Dazai, and the other three, to my surprise, are Adun, Kyoka, and Kunikida.
"Because I heard that people would buy crepes at the concert, so Kyoka and I came together." Adun scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly.
"There is also a rabbit doll." Izumi Kyoka frowned slightly and added seriously.
"Yes, yes~" I smiled helplessly. It seemed that these two people were destined not to sit in their seats and listen to the concert.
"Ahem, Mr. Kunikida..." I coughed lightly and approached Kunikida without leaving a trace.
"I am only responsible for keeping an eye on Dazai...and you today!" Kunikida moved quickly and decisively and pushed up his glasses.
"Me?" I twisted the corner of Mao's clothes with my hand guiltily.
"After my many observations, you seem to be honest, but in fact you are not reliable."
"Ah hahaha, how could it be possible~" I took off my glasses and wiped them again with a glasses cloth.
"The show is about to begin, my dears~~" Dazai gracefully spun in front of the four of us in a ballet-like posture.
He kept turning and turning. Until, Kunikida kicked him out of the audience with a flying kick.
Kunikida turned around with satisfaction and sat up straight, ready to enjoy the next music.
"Don't look at Dazai."
"As commanded."
The girls appeared, three of them in total.
I glanced left and right, but I didn't see Atsushi and Kyoka, so they probably went to buy souvenirs and snacks. Although I wanted to call them, but since the show was about to start, I had to stay where I was.
Now the one in the middle C position is called Mariko Koike, the one on the right is called Tokugawa Chihime, and the one on the left is called Isshiki Sakura.
(Mariko Koike (October 28, 1952 -), Japanese novelist, graduated from the Faculty of Literature of Seikei University. She has worked as an editor and a freelance reporter. She is the author of "Ruri no Sea".)
Mariko was wearing an aqua blue dress, and the lighting on the stage made it look like she was swimming on the glazed seabed.
She waved happily, looking youthful.
The remaining two wore one-size-fits-all white skirts. Although their appearance and figure are not bad compared to Mariko in the middle, they always feel more girlish without her.
They started singing.
The formation began to change, sometimes with hundreds of flowers blooming, sometimes with enchanting beauty.
The girls are like an invincible flower in the pan, blooming with their own vitality wantonly.
The people in the audience were as enthusiastic as ever.
No, it's a little too enthusiastic. If it weren't for the security guards in the audience, I would have suspected that they would have rushed onto the stage.
"Gulu gulu!" A young man with a short hair walked in front of me, waving his arms, very excited.
"Brother, could you please move to the side?" I tapped his shoulder with some disgust.
Although I don’t really like music programs, no matter what, I still have to watch it.
"Gulu gulu!!" Who would have thought that after the elder brother turned around, he actually let out an indistinct roar at me.
I was so shocked that I took several steps back. After all, who would have thought that a living person would have only the whites of his eyes and no pupils!
At this time, I suddenly felt that I accidentally stepped on something soft under my feet. When he looked down, he found a pair of brand new white sneakers.
"I'm sorry," I looked up and said in shame, "Uh-huh--"
The man behind me also had white eyes without pupils, which was so eerie and chilling.
As if he didn't hear me, he said "Uh-huh" and was too busy joining the shouting crowd.
The sound of electricity started again, and I was as panicked as a headless fly, not knowing where to go.
At this time, the music seemed to be getting louder and louder. Their music also started to play in my mind.
My whole body was getting hotter and hotter, and the sounds of "uh uh uh" came out of my chest one after another.
"Calm down, Siye-kun." Dazai's hand emerged from the crowd, grabbed my arm like a pair of iron pliers, and pulled me out from here.
At the same time, I felt something cold being stuffed into my ears.
Probably earplugs, I thought to myself.
This place is on the edge, without the crazy crowds.
Atsushi, Kyoka doesn’t know how long she has been waiting here.
"We heard the show started and hurried back. Unexpectedly, we saw such a scene." Atsumi found me and spoke urgently.
"They were obviously controlled by the singing." Kunikida rested his chin on his hand.
"What should I do? Stop them from continuing to perform?" The situation was urgent. I felt the crisis and wrapped my pocket watch around my arm.
"It's a method. In addition, I guess singing should have less impact on people with special abilities than ordinary people, but we must act cautiously," Dazai narrowed his eyes and looked to the side of the stage, "What a pity, such a beautiful lady."
"What do you want to do?" Kunikida asked vigilantly, and he caught a glimpse of Kyoka wielding a dagger.
"Kill them." Jinghua's eyes dimmed and she replied coldly.
"Ah, Kyoka can't do this!" Atsushi exclaimed.
"The job of the detective agency is not to kill people," Kunikida opened his notebook and thought about it carefully, "It seems that the plan here will be temporarily changed tonight."
"Oh~ Then may I ask, Acting President, what should we do?" Dazai tilted his head, spread out one hand, and let his mouth form an O shape, looking like he was in need of a beating.
Kunikida glanced at him lightly, turned around and said, "Adun and Siye are responsible for controlling the actors on the stage. Kyoka, Dazai and I are responsible for protecting the safety of the people."
"Understood!" Everyone responded in unison.
Password is issued.
Atsushi immediately turned into a white lightning and disappeared behind the crowd like flying. And I followed closely behind, using the buildings next to the stage to get closer to the stage.
After walking around to the back of the stage, I quietly pulled Atsushi: "Hey, wait a minute! If we rush forward so rashly, we will cause trouble for Mr. Dazai and the others."
"What should we do?" Dun put away his tiger-shaped limbs.
I didn't say anything, touched around and locked a socket on the left front.
What happens if you unplug that one? Go try it!
I made a silent gesture to Dun, and leaned closer to him. Then, pull hard!
Ba——
With a crisp sound, the whole world fell into darkness.
The singing of the girls stopped, and the gibberish of "Uh-huh" gradually subsided.
Atsushi and I decided to go around the stage and control the girl group.
"My body will eventually be swallowed up by desire, and there is no place for desire to be discharged..." (Taken from "Desire" by Mariko Koike.)
A clear and beautiful singing voice came towards me, and I immediately recognized that it was Mariko’s voice.
Her tone is unique and penetrating.
My originally sober mind seemed to be involuntarily addicted to it.
