Tsurumi was very cautious, and did not go to Oda Sakunosuke that night, but waited patiently for two days. As everyone knows, Dazai is more patient than him.

The bugs on the collar were silently replaced by Osamu Dazai for two rounds - the previous ones were taken to the laundry room by the hotel people, and the dirty clothes were thrown into the washing machine.

Tsurumi has never been cheated by an eavesdropper, but now he has planted a heel in Osamu Dazai, and he still doesn't know it.

The atmosphere of the military detective is very good, and everyone takes great care of him, and Tsurumi Shu gradually regards himself as a member of the armed investigation, so he naturally will not guard against his own people. Osamu Dazai still has the title of "one of Mr. Oda's only two friends", and Tsurumi Shu will not doubt him.

It took two days to go to Sakunosuke Oda, and Tsurumi was already very careful.

When he went to find Oda Sakunosuke, he didn't take a taxi from the hotel with a big grin, but climbed directly into the TV screen in the hotel room, intending to open a [door] near Oda's house.

Tsurumi Shu didn't leave a location at the restaurant, and when he got out of the [door], he found that the landing point was a few blocks away from Odasaku.

I had no choice but to honestly run over on two legs. He didn't notice that he was followed by a tail.

When Tsurumi arrived at Oda's house, the crescent moon was already high in the sky, but unfortunately it was mostly obscured by clouds, and not half of the moonlight flowed out of the gap.

"Squeak-knock." The boy cautiously pushed open half of the door, and he did not dare to touch the fragile panel, so he knocked lightly on the door frame, as if it were a knock.

"Oda-san—" Tsurumi shouted as he poked his head into the room, "Oda-san, are you asleep?"

A boy's voice rang out behind him. "Who are you? What's the matter with Sakura Oda?"

Tsurumi's fingers shrank uncontrollably, clenching the door frame hard.

It should be Mr. Oda's child.

The young man calmed down and calmly turned around: "I'm a friend of Mr. Oda, and I've come to him for something." I saw a little man behind me

Child, Tsurumi Shu tried to greet him: "It's so late, you haven't slept yet?"

The boy pursed his lips and said unhappily, "I slept, but I was woken up by you."

Tsurumi said guiltily: "So, I'm sorry......"

He apologized so sincerely, but the boy couldn't say the words of condemnation. He looked around the corner, as if he didn't know what to do next, and used various expressions and small movements to ask for the advice of his companions

。

At the bend of the house was a staircase leading up to the second floor, and Tsurumi followed his gaze and saw four small heads lined up from top to bottom.

The five children were winking at each other, and the four cubs hiding at the top of the stairs noticed the boy's gaze and shrank back, not daring to say hello.

Tsurumi's eyebrows bent. It turned out to be cute human cubs, even though they were already in ghost form.

"What's your name?" Tsurumi asked the little boy in front of him.

Sakunosuke Oda, who was belated, replied for the boy, "His name is Kosuke, and he is the eldest child here. After speaking, he turned his head and asked the man

Child: "Kosuke, didn't you fall asleep a long time ago? It's all down. "

Apparently, Sakunosuke Oda also saw the four small radish heads hidden at the top of the stairs.

"I ......" Kosuke is stumbling.

Seeing this, Tsurumi hurriedly said: "It's me who moved too much and woke them up."

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly said, "That's right." "

Kosuke seemed relieved: "...... Well. "

Oda Sakunosuke: "Hurry up and go back to the house, I'll talk to Xiao Shu, and I'll go up to see if you're asleep later."

Kosuke was reluctant to leave, and when the four children saw that they were discovered, they simply poked their heads out openly and cheered him up remotely behind his back. "Huh?" Sakunosuke Oda waited patiently.

Kosuke finally mustered up the courage: "Actually, Sakira had a nightmare and couldn't sleep, and she wanted you to be with her."

"What? I didn't ...... Hmmm!"

Halfway through Sakura's rebuttal, Shinji and Yu teamed up to cover their mouths, and Katsumi stood in front of the three of them, nodded again and again, and said, "Odasaku, can you tell us a story?"

The red-haired man frowned, his expression seemed to be embarrassed: "Xiao Shu still has important things to tell me, can we wait for ten minutes?"

The children were unwilling, but they were helpless, and after stomping on the ground (in fact, it was air) angrily, they ran upstairs one after another without looking back.

Tsurumi looked at their backs as they left and said worriedly, "Mr. Oda, they seem to be angry, is it okay?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head: "It doesn't matter, just leave it to me." He asked, "Xiaoshu, before midnight

Is there anything urgent here? "

The man lifted his chin toward the store and asked, "Would you like to come in and sit and talk, or just here?"

"It's all right." Tsurumi Shu smiled: "Let's go into the store, it's weird to be standing outside all the time."

- Mainly in case someone passes by and sees him talking to himself happily at the gate alone, he will probably be startled.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't reach out to help the boy push the door open, but quietly took a half step back. It wasn't a half step, but it just happened to let Tsurumi Shu walk in front of him and become the one who pushed the door at the head.

Tsurumi didn't think much of it, and cautiously reached for the doorknob.

The soft black hair swayed gently in the evening breeze, and the ends of the hair were tied to the white neck, and the collar at the back of the neck was not folded properly, and it was slightly bent upwards and cocked at a corner.

In the gap between the swinging black hair, a small black shadow could be vaguely seen sticking to the inside of the collar, and for a moment, it was again hidden under the cover of the hair and clothes.

Oda Sakunosuke's face changed. It was so familiar, he knew what it was.

It's a bugging.

"Wait a minute, don't move!" Oda Sakunosuke shouted, "Xiaoshu, don't move!

;

Tsurumi froze suddenly, maintaining the posture of pushing the door motionless, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Oda, what's wrong?" There was an imperceptible tremor in the boy's voice.

Cats are already small-minded, and the night is much quieter than the day, and any subtle sound is infinitely amplified. Someone (actually a ghost) shouted a word in his ear unsuspectingly, and he was not frightened to catapult and take off on the spot, which was already very face-saving for Oda.

Sakunosuke Oda put an index finger to his lips and shook his head at him, signaling to say goodbye. Tsurumi immediately stopped talking.

The red-haired man stretched out his palm to the back of the boy's neck with a solemn expression, and made a "pinching" gesture with his index finger and thumb-

—

The man's fingers went straight through the bugging, and before he could stop castration, the fingertips pressed against the back of the boy's neck.

Tsurumi was shivering from the cold, and it felt like someone had been caught off guard and had been caught off guard with a large block of ice on the back of his neck. The taste is very "wonderful"

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned, and retracted his hand in a panic: I'm sorry, I'.........

He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and stood in silence without saying a word, and the atmosphere between the two quickly fell silent.

What's wrong?&#

34; - This was said by Tsurumi Shu with his mouth.

Sakunosuke Oda pointed to the back collar of his shirt.

The boy inexplicably touched it with his backhand, and touched a small, button-sized round object, which was a little hard. Tsurumi Shu pulled it out with a little force, and when he looked at it, his pupils suddenly shook.

Is that what it is...... Tsurumi couldn't even remember that word for a while. Sakunosuke Oda reminded: "Bugging."

Yes, it's it!

Tsuru's eyes were dark.

If the bug was still functioning when it was removed, wouldn't that mean that all his conversations with Mr. Oda had been eavesdropped—even though it was only his voice, Mr. Oda was a ghost, and humans could not hear the ghost's voice.

That's too much! Who is so bad that he uses a bug to eavesdrop, damn it!

Seeing that he was so angry, he threw the bugging device on the ground and stomped on it with his foot to vent his anger. "It's broken." Sakunosuke Oda reminded.

Tsurumi said: "I know, Mr. Oda, don't pay attention to me, I'm just venting!"

Sakunosuke Oda: "Oh."

Immediately afterwards, the red-haired man really didn't say much persuasion, and watched calmly beside him. When Tsuru looked up breathlessly, he asked, "It's over?"

Tsurumi nodded: "Well, don't step on it. He said sullenly: "The quality of the bug is quite good, the shell is so hard, and it hurts to step on it too much.

Can you guess who gave you the bugging device? Sakunosuke Oda asked.

Tsurumi hesitated for a moment. The boy pinched his fingers and said uneasily: "I am a suspect, but I am not sure ......."

"Speaking of which, Mr. Oda, I'm going to tell you something." Tsurumi spoke quickly, "It's about the underground bank account you lent me.

Sakunosuke Oda was stunned, took a breath, and then reacted quickly.

"Did anyone come to your door? The man rarely lost his usual calm and composure, and anxiously asked, "Who is it?" Are you hurt? Did he say anything?

As he spoke, Oda Sakunosuke had an epiphany: "I see, this bug is also his ......"

[He]

Tsurumi sighed secretly. - Mr. Oda had already guessed who this man was.

Otherwise, he would not have decisively admitted it without saying anything

Having determined the gender of the other party, Mr. Oda should be very familiar with the other party's personality and behavior. The eavesdropper is too, and it is almost second to guess that it is the other party.

Tsurumi recounted: "I just transferred money in the early morning, and he found me in the afternoon. Didn't do anything to me...... Except for this bugging. "Tsurumi Shu has a headache, why is it still known by Osamu Dazai, so isn't his two days in the hotel in vain! The teenager took a deep breath, he was ......

Da,

Da Da Da –

A series of hurried footsteps like the beat of a drum sounded, interrupting Tsurumi's words. The footsteps of the man came from far and near, almost rushing in front of one person and one ghost with a speed of 100 meters.

Then he stopped and never took another half step forward.

The sand-colored trench coat of the young man with curly black hair like seaweed was flipped by the galloping wind, and the cuffs were piled up haphazardly, revealing the white bandages that wrapped around his arms.

His two sweat sticks to his cheeks, and a pair of iris eyes are full of confusion and helplessness.

Mr. Dazai, whom Tsurumi Shu came into contact with in the Detective Detective, is mature and reasonable, and is keen to skip work and play pranks to tease Kunikita and Atsushi Nakajima, and can say witty things. Everyone seems to dislike him, but they actually like him very much.

The person in front of him was Mr. Dazai, whom Tsurumi had never seen before, so out of shape and so embarrassed.

Osamu Dazai was stabbed by Tsurumi's strange gaze, turned his head slightly, closed his eyes fiercely, and adjusted his breathing.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes again, and his eyes were calm, and darkness precipitated in the depths of his eyes. He stared at the familiar and unfamiliar door of the Western restaurant, and his voice was low and gloomy.

Tsurumi-kun, what are you doing here late at night?

If you put the camera close to the young man's iris eyes, only Tsurumi is reflected in his eyes. He was alone, and there was nothing else. Osamu Dazai asked in a deep voice, "Who are you talking to?" The moment the young man's voice fell, Oda Sakunosuke's eyes widened in astonishment.

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Tonight's little couple talk time.

Tsuruzuru: Do you know Brother To, I'm so angry and sad that Osamu Dazai actually put a bugging device balbalbala on me.... (500 words of complaint and crying omitted)

Touzi: (all kinds of comfort and coaxing cats) (secretly anxious about whether their cats will be bullied) (pondering solemnly: What is the place of the martial detective, yesterday I was worried that the cat was bad, and today I was worried that the cat was bullied, so let Ah He continue to stay in the martial detective is really the big husband?!)