Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

When Osamu Dazai reluctantly came to the door in the elevator at a snail's pace, it was actually Kai Qingguang who opened the door for him.

"Hi, young man, it's our first time meeting you." This guy greeted calmly as if he didn't know the little boy who almost gave him a hat.

Qing Guang resisted the urge to twitch the corner of his mouth, and turned his body sideways, "Hello... go in, the master is waiting for you inside the house."

"Oh? You call her master?" Dazai was shocked and stood still. "What's your relationship?"

Speaking of this, although Fu Sangshen was a little proud, he still said impatiently: "The relationship is closer than you imagined."

——I can be held and waved by her!You can also kill someone for her, can you do it?

"Alas……"

Dazai pursed his lips, and walked in with some unknown meaning.

Shibukawa Yao was sitting on the sofa with his hood down, staring boredly at the two half-dead members of the Psychological Freedom Association who were tied to the chair in front of him.

"Mr. Dazai." She turned her head to say hello, the expression on her face has returned to normal, "It seems that the elevator speed is very fast."

"Humph."

The black-haired young man turned his head away, not looking at her.

This scene made California Qingguang baffled, and secretly asked his host with his eyes-what does this guest mean?

Shibukawa Yao is of course very clear about this, and it's not because she didn't bring this scumbag to play Flying Thunder God... But in that embarrassing scene at that time, she really didn't want to touch the other party and wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

But since everyone agreed to do things together in advance, it seems unreasonable to give up halfway and kick your friends away.So the girl cleared her throat as if nothing had happened: "Mr. Dazai? Are you listening?"

"Hmm, listen." Dazai found a random place to sit down, and responded without interest.

"What do you think we're going to do with these two guys?"

"Are you asking for my opinion?"

"correct."

"Then beg me~"

Shibukawa Yoshi was stunned for a moment, but California Kiyomitsu who was standing behind her blushed with anger for a moment, this man who is the master's friend dared to humiliate his master like this...

But contrary to everyone's expectations, Shibukawa Yao said without hesitation: "Please, Mr. Dazai."

"...", California Qingguang lost his temper at that time, Master, you bowed your head too fast.

Even Osamu Dazai stayed for a few seconds before he could react, and curled his lips very unhappy: "No sincerity."

"Hey!" Qing Guang finally couldn't help but said, "How can you..."

"It doesn't matter, Kiyomitsu." Shibukawa Yao squinted her eyes and smiled, she already knew part of the nature of this showman, "Mr. Dazai is playing with me."

Sure enough, Dazai was finally in a better mood, "Did you see all this? All right Yao-chan, make an empty room for me, and let your little boy bring everyone in for me one by one."

But California Qingguang said loudly: "I'm not a badass!"

"Yo, so you are African?" Dazai didn't care.

"You...you are African!"

"No, young man, my luck has always been very good!" Dazai smiled slightly, with subtle emotions in his smile, "Speaking of which, your master and I had a wonderful and exciting time last night..."

"Shut up!"

The young and innocent Daojian Fusangshen is no match for such a strong-mouthed king. After a few words of quarreling, his heart beats faster and his eyes turn red, and he has the urge to slash someone every minute.

It wasn't until Shibukawa Yao pressed his shoulder that Kiyomitsu barely suppressed his anger and calmed down.

The girl instructed him to carry the "wolf" into his room first, including man and chair, and then took advantage of this gap to say to Osamu Dazai who was watching the show: "Mr. Dazai, California Kiyomitsu is my sword. Please don't bully him all the time."

"California Qingguang... Knife?" The young man's eyes rolled as if realizing something, and an even more aggrieved expression appeared on his face immediately, "But some people bully me all day long, and in the end they still point at me Give pointers."

Shechuan Yao felt guilty for a while, but his face was still filled with righteous indignation: "Damn it, who dares to bully you! It's so bold! I'll hack him to death for you!"

Dazai is also very convinced by this guy's daily act of pretending to be stupid: "Oh, some people have clearly promised to take me to play Flying Thunder God..."

Okay, Mr. Dazai is really a playful kid.

In the end, Shibukawa Yao agreed to take him to play the Flying Thunder God Jump ten times for free after he got off the ship, so he got the other party's consent and understanding.

The two of them thought that they were satisfied with what they had earned, and Shibukawa even nodded with a smile on his face.

Hehe, do you really think that if you use the Flying Thunder God technique to jump in space, your body will not be affected in any way... I think she had the physical fitness of a master assassin back then, and she vomited a lot... Cough, let's not talk about it.

Shibukawa Yao secretly decided to turn on the camera lens of the mobile phone in advance at that time, and take a picture of the scene of the rollover of this guy Dazai Osamu as black historical evidence.

When the young man with black hair and red eyes came out and asked them what they were going to do next, Osamu Dazai got up first and walked towards the room, "I'll go in and have a look, just make a pot of tea and wait for me to come out."

California Kiyomitsu didn't understand at first, but Shibukawa Yao understood the meaning of the other party in an instant, and the smile on his face disappeared suddenly: "You want to torture them alone?"

Dazai stopped, put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "That's right."

She hesitated for a few seconds and then got up, "Then I will come too."

"No need."

"Why?" The girl frowned. "Psychological freedom is my enemy. Why can't I be present when you torture my enemy?"

"Oh...Yao Jiang, you are really stubborn. But how should I say this?" The young man raised a hand to grab some fluffy black hair, and there was a little more real emotion in the original casual smile. "Just take it as a boring instinct of a man who has nothing to do and wants to maintain his tall and glorious image in front of the opposite sex."

After finishing speaking, he went in humming a relaxing tune, closed the door, and locked it.Shibukawa Yao froze in place for a moment, not sure whether to forcefully follow him or sit back and continue drinking tea.

But there is no doubt that there is a rare and strange feeling in her heart.

"What?" California Qingguang complained sourly. In fact, he was quite envious of this handsomeness. "This kind of weak guy is neither brilliant nor tall, but he has a set of words when it comes to scenes."

Shibukawa Yao pondered for a moment and then sat back on the sofa. Hearing the inhuman screams from the room, he immediately waved his hand and used the electromagnetic stance to cover the entire room, blocking the sound to the maximum extent.

"You're wrong, Kiyomitsu." She lowered her eyes slightly, covering the smile in the depths of her eyes, "Mr. Dazai, he simply doesn't want my hands to get so much blood."

Fu Sangshen was stunned for a while, the tortuous emotional communication between human beings had already taken him a while to think clearly, "But...you don't care about this issue, do you?"

"Yeah, I really don't care. Whether it's arresting people or interrogating information, as long as I can achieve my goal, I don't care about anything." Shibukawa Yao replied softly, and the originally tense expression relaxed a lot involuntarily, "But—— He cares."

She always cares about her friends.And now, one of her friends also expressed that she cares about her too.

This conclusion makes the girl very happy, even more happy than finding out who the big boss of the Psychological Freedom Association is.

This is probably Mr. Dazai's unique way of expressing his concern...it's a kind of cruel tenderness in the dark.

Ten minutes later, Osamu Dazai poked his head out of the room with a bright smile on his face and shouted, "Next!"

What is this scene of queuing up and calling in an online celebrity shop?

So California Qingguang hurriedly sent Hideaki Okuhara, who was about to wake up, into the room.

It's just that after he came out, his face became ugly, as if what he just walked into was not a cruise ship guest room but some horrible hell on earth.

The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen looked at the master who was leisurely drinking tea and looking at the phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally had to agree with Osamu Dazai's previous point - the master was right not to enter that room to watch the torture process.

Because it's really scary inside, it's not that the whole room is bloody... that's not it.It's just that the prisoner who had been tortured had Sima's blank expression on his face, staring at the ceiling, as if the deepest secrets of his soul had been emptied out.

Even a swordsman like him who has experienced many battles and experienced the turmoil of the shogunate and the end of the samurai era has to admit that Mr. Dazai is a bit scary.

He, California Qingguang, would rather kill a hundred samurai than say a word to such a person.

Finally, Osamu Dazai came out empty-handed, and sat down while fanning the hot air with his hands, "Where is the tea? I'm so thirsty! I feel like I'm working so hard~"

"Thank you, the tea is ready." Shibukawa Yao put down his phone and poured tea for him, his tone has returned to his usual calm, "Did you find anything valuable?"

"That's necessary, Yao-chan, you can suspect that I am not a good character, but you can't doubt that I am not capable!"

California Qingguang on the side wanted to complain even more. Wouldn't it be good for a normal person to praise his character like this.

It's a pity that as the youngest tool man in the audience, he has no right to speak at all and can only obediently boil water and continue making tea.

"Yes." Yao Shibukawa nodded in agreement, "Since Mr. Dazai has admitted that you have a bad character, then I will agree with you..."

But it's one thing to laugh at yourself, and quite another to be affirmed by a girl.So Dazai showed a tired smile on his face, and accused: "Hey, you are too much."

"Compared with you, nothing is too much."

Dazai turned pale with shock: "Yao-chan, how can you talk like that!"

Fortunately, Shibukawa Yao was finally satisfied after teasing this guy for a few words, and decided to return to the topic.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. What matters is what kind of information you got, Dazai-san."

"Well, I've heard and heard, and I feel that there are three most important pieces of information."

While talking, Osamu Dazai took out a small notepad from his pocket, opened it, and read aloud.

"First, both men have a blood-colored compass tattoo on hidden parts of their bodies. Hideaki Okuhara has it on the sole of his right foot, and Hiroyuki Kano has it on the inner left thigh. I think this is some kind of symbol of the organization."

"The pattern looks like this. You can take a look. If you see a similar tattoo pattern next time, you have reason to suspect that you are also a member of the Psychological Freedom Association."

Dazai handed the notepad to these two people, and Shibukawa Yao and Kali Kiyomitsu looked at each other and took the notepad. They couldn't imagine how Dazai found out that another man had a tattoo on his inner thigh...

Shibukawa Yao silently looked at the compass pattern drawn by black stick figures on the notepad, feeling his heart beating strangely.But when she regained consciousness, the heart returned to normal.

really weird.

"As for the second piece of information, I found out the real reason why these people came to this ship." Osamu Dazai, who suddenly stopped talking, smiled very proudly, with the word "invite credit" written all over his face.

Shibukawa Yao blinked, "I'll give you a small gift later, it's not included in the agreed remuneration for this cooperation."

"Okay!" The black-haired young man replied happily, "The archaeological team under the name of the Karashov family discovered something good half a year ago in the Yadlingrad area near the Arctic Ocean, but they didn't decide to put it in This stuff is being auctioned off. And one of the experts in that archaeological team was bought off by people from the Psychological Freedom Association... so they came for that thing."

Shibukawa Yao was taken aback immediately: "So it's not Menes' golden scepter? What exactly is that?"

Dazai thought for a while, and said seriously: "I don't know either. In fact, the two unlucky guys in the room didn't know much about this mission. It should be the principle of secrecy within their organization that is at work. Hiroyuki Kano is the person in charge of finance. On the surface, he can be in charge of the auction. As an important cadre of the war department, Hideaki Okuhara came with his boss."

The girl's eyes were half-closed, and she asked casually as if she didn't care about it: "[Wood]?"

"Ah." Osamu Dazai replied, "No one knows his real name. This boarding also uses three pseudonyms. Even Hideaki Okuhara, a subordinate, doesn't know which room the boss is staying in."

Shibukawa Yao took a deep breath, "It's really cautious."

"That's right, the cunning rabbit has three caves." Dazai said with a smile as he turned the empty teacup in his hand, "I'm afraid that person has more than three caves."

After thinking for a while, the girl continued to ask: "Then what about the third piece of information?"

"That's interesting. Isn't there going to be the biggest auction of the voyage tonight?"

"correct."

Dazai's face suddenly revealed a look of great interest: "These lunatics plan to do something tonight."

——The auction of the golden scepter under the guise of concealing the real intention of snatching.