Chapter 369
Direct flight from Japan to the UK.
More than ten hours of flight are like a torture journey.
Back to the central area of ​​London as quickly as possible, Oscar Wilde stumbled on the steps and his right leather shoes fell off. He asked the butler in disguise: "Who has come to my residence!"
When the housekeeper saw Wilde's attitude, he felt cold sweat: "It's Mr. Douglas!"
Then Oscar Wilde headed straight to the basement.
As expected, the passage remained open, the lights were not extinguished, a ray of blood lingered in the basement where the oil paintings were stored, the box was opened, and a person fell beside him, life and death, ‌‌
The proud blonde hair of the British scattered on the ground.
Oscar Wilde was anxious and couldn't see clearly the person's pounce.
"Persey-!"
He must not admit his mistake!
The other party must have come to him and mistakenly entered the basement. After touching his own "portrait" of his power, he should not leave his heavy portrait in the old house!
The next second, Oscar Wilde saw Percy unconscious in his arms, as if he had touched the curse of "petification", his whole body stiffened and frozen. His fingers, which were checking the other party's breathing, remained under his nose.
The dry blood sticks to the cheeks, and the facial features are completely different from the lover in my memory!
This face...is undoubtedly the face on the portrait!
Alfred Douglas' lips became thinner, which was mean. His soft and fair cheeks seemed to have not seen light for many years, became pale and sunken inward. His delicate and perfect eyebrows were destroyed at this moment.
Once the eyebrows shrink and the eyelids droop, the feeling of a noble young master without the arrogant feeling reveals the weakest part of his heart, and the standard color is fierce and terrifying to the point of distortion.
"Ah! This is the backlash of the portrait?!"
Oscar Wilde has made mental preparations countless times but is still broken.
As a transcendent, Oscar Wilde carefully studied his own power. The "portrait" of his own power has some special features. Destruction of the portrait cannot kill the original owner, but destroying the portrait
,‌ caused the original owner's body to be injured and exchanged with the person's appearance in the painting.
The more greedy people are, the more ugly they are in their portraits. The British government has done these experiments. After seeing the portraits, some politicians who are eager for youth expressed their rejection. They would rather be a permanent person.
If you die, you don’t want to live ugly. Moreover, the exchange after destroying the portrait is irreversible! If you regret it, your appearance cannot be changed!
Oscar Wilde was frightened by the change of Percy, and thought of the fate of one experimenter after another, living artificially for beauty, and several people accepted their ugly self?
This is not a temporary backlash, it is a lifetime backlash!
Percy's heart was so ugly that it was so greedy that it was abominable!
It shouldn't be...
I satisfied Percy. My material life should be all over. Even some emotional conflicts will not make Percy like this... Could it be that Percy did something privately?
What is bad, the depravity of the mind makes the portrait become more ugly day by day?
Oscar Wilde squeezed his thigh hard, and the pain stimulated himself, and he was panicked and focused on his lover's safety. The most urgent task is not to worry about his appearance, but to send Percy to the hospital.
Or find a doctor of alien treatment for Percy’s body!
In the man's arms, Alfred Douglas woke up, grabbed the shirt on the man's chest, and said fragilely: "Oscar...you're back..."
Oscar Wilde's nose was sour and he squeezed out a smile.
"Well, I'm on a mission abroad, and I didn't tell you that I wanted to come back and give you a surprise."
Don't escape from sight.
Not allowing Percy to see the changes in appearance.
There are so many aliens in the UK, and there is always a person who can cure Percy.
"Portrait..." Suddenly, Alfred Douglas' memory came back, his body struggled violently, and pointed at the box in fear, "What is it?"
Oscar Wilde said hoarsely: "My extraordinary power' portrait is dangerous, so I locked it in the box. Don't worry, you just accidentally touched the portrait, I will take you there immediately
Just find a doctor to treat it and stay away from these things in the future.”
Alfred Douglas heard Wilde's explanation and was scared to his uneasy mood. He was not aware of the huge change in his appearance. His lover still took care of himself gently and made a special trip back from abroad to see him.
"It hurts so much, Oscar - I was just looking for the portrait you painted for me - and sent it to the basement, wanting to take a look."
Alfred Douglas, who was crying, said as he spoke, his face became dull.
The portrait in the box... seems to be an ugly boy, with blonde hair similar to himself, and the clothes he has worn in the past?
Wilde draws ugly monsters?
No.
Wilde likes beauty, and the portraits collected in the basement are like various aspects of life. The objects they paint are ugly, and there is no such ugly person.
What did Wilde just said? Different power is a "portrait", doesn't it mean that the oil paintings Wilde painted are different power objects? It's not that the other party decides the beauty and ugliness of the oil painting?
Alfred Douglas suddenly pushed Wilde away and stumbled to look at the box.
"Who is the person in the portrait?!"
"Don't look!"
Oscar Wilde subconsciously stopped it.
However, Alfred Douglas could not hear it. When he looked closely, he found that the oil painting in the box was not an ugly person he had seen before he was unconscious.
Douglas, the most beautiful boy in England, has his eyes bluer than the sea water, and his skin is crystal clear. He stands in front of the roses with a smile. Everyone who has seen him is amazed
Because of the other party's beauty, he was afraid of the other party's father, who was not easy to mess with.
Alfred Douglas's eyes were delighted.
Was it an hallucination before?
This is a portrait from his youth, not an ugly monster in a nightmare, it’s great!
"Oscar..."
Alfred Douglas twisted to shout for his lover, but saw the self in Wilde's eyes in the lights in the basement, which was an extremely "unfamiliar" self.
Alfred Douglas was stunned and touched his face with his hands.
Why is the skin not smooth?
Face……
It seems different...
Oscar Wilde grabbed Percy's hands, his palms were like iron handcuffs that imprisoned people. He forced his face to touch, and quickly made arrangements and said, "Your physical condition is not good, don't delay it."
I will take you out of here immediately. I will notify your family later and say you will stay with me for a while..." His eyes showed sincerity, turned his face to avoid the light
Refraction makes the real picture in the pupil blurred.
Alfred Douglas was in ignorance and was sent to the hospital. Then, Oscar Wilde gave Posey sleeping pills, causing the other party to fall asleep.
Doctors of the Irregular Landscape tried to treat Douglas.
The result is consistent with the government's experiment: the body can recover, but the appearance cannot be repaired.
When he left the house the next time, Oscar Wilde returned to the basement of his home.
With a wave of his hand, Oscar Wilde summoned the portrait in the box in front of him. Looking at the peerless beauty who was at her best age in the portrait, his face turned pale.
Really exchanged with each other.
Percy's appearance was captured by the people in the painting, so the other person's portrait became beautiful.
"Portrait, please give your face back to Percy..."
As soon as Oscar Wilde said this, the beautiful blonde boy in the portrait laughed and actually walked out of thin air from the portrait. "It" first stepped out of one leg, tentatively tentatively the ground, and then left the frame, Rose
The fragrance is mixed with him, and the whole process is extremely dreamy.
Then, the "Persey" in the painting hugged Oscar Wilde and curled his rosy lips.
"I'm Percy, too."
"He broke your portrait by himself."
"You have locked me up for so many years, and sealed me with black cloth and tape. Even a look is stingy with the portrait of your lover. Don't you think I look ugly?"
"But I am transformed by his soul. Why did you treat me like this!"
After "Persey" confessed truthfully, his tone became excited and grabbed the neck of the scumbag Oscar Wilde, "Do you think you can escape? If you don't love me, what kind of face will you go day and night
Facing Alfred Douglas at night! Admit it, you just like Alfred Douglas's face! What you love the most is my face!"
"Persey" loosened his fingers and leaned against his arms and said begging.
"Only you want, I am your Percy, always beautiful, and always maintain the shape of a boy." The peerless beauty's fingers slid across Oscar Wilde's green face, "I can replace him and become the Alf in the eyes of the world.
Ryder Douglas, I don’t even fight for family interests like him… Do you know that the reason he dates you is forced by the family…”
"I'm different from him."
"From the beginning to the end, you are alone in my heart."
What is this unexpected situation?
Oscar Wilde took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of roses on the other person's body. The smell awakened his memory when he was pursuing Percy in a fanatical pursuit. He has painted many portraits and seen countless beauties. For the first time, he heard about it in the portrait.
The person wants to replace the original owner.
Has his extraordinary power...out of control?
"Go back to the portrait."
Oscar Wilde gave out a cold order, causing the other party's face to change drastically.
"Persey" asked angrily: "Why!"
Oscar Wilde looked down at him, his eyes were filled with indifference that made Percy unfamiliar and frightened. He did not treat the peerless beauty at all, "You are very beautiful, just like Percy in my memory, how I am
I hope the beauty I like will not age and stay young forever..."
"But, we are humans after all."
"Humans' pursuit of beauty is the essence, and their pursuit of love comes from the soul..."
"I love... I am a living person. I appreciate the joys, sorrows and sorrows of beauty, avoid the ugliness and unbearable beauty, and I forgive all the mistakes made by beauty. Where are so many in this world?
'Unforgivable', I love the appearance of human beings so loyally..."
"And you..."
"What did you think of me?"
"There are countless beauties in the world, but you think I like a portrait?"
“This is not possible.”
Oscar Wilde bent his finger and hit Percy's forehead with a blink of an eye, causing the other person to return to the frame, which was lighter than paper. The other person fell into the rose flowers, and immediately exposed his true face.
, staring at Oscar Wilde with hatred, accusing him with blood and tears.
"You don't know love at all! You are a superficial person who looks at your face! I see you as if you endured Douglas who became ugly! You abandoned him! Just like you abandoned your former lover!"
"Douglas, who has no appearance, is useless. I am whiter than anyone else. What you like is the face!"
"If you are not a transcendent, Douglas won't be with you!"
"Your love is extremely hypocritical!"
Oscar Wilde paused his way into the box.
When closing the box, Oscar Wilde said indifferently: "The so-called love starts with mutual deception and ends with rational treatment. It is enough for me to be immersed in this love."
With a "click", the box was locked.
Oscar Wilde picked up the box and walked out. The housekeeper said worriedly that the British government was looking for him. Oscar Wilde shook it and said, "I'll go back to Japan."
Not for other purposes.
He went to meet the Japanese ineffective alien power.
Faced with the anger of the British government, Oscar Wilde found Osamu Dazai through official channels.
Oscar Wilde said: "If you invalidate an item for me, I can help you do something within your means and not harm the interests of the UK."
The Japanese government was moved by it.
For the first time, they realized the international value of the ineffective powers!
The transcendent also turned to Dazai Osamu when he turned to him!
Dazai Osamu threw a signature book over and said, "The signature of the British transcendent."
Oscar Wilde struggled to ‌‌.
Dazai Osamu said again: "A novel published for Akiya."
Oscar Wilde's expression became even more difficult. He thought for a minute, and then down.
Dazai Osamu and Oscar Wilde entered a separate room and invalidated the portrait. The moving young man in the portrait disappeared while crying.
Meanwhile, Alfred Douglas, who was sleeping in the British ward, recovered his appearance.
An accident was passed without any danger.
After the transaction ended, Dazai Yu asked as if nothing had happened.
"Did you draw autumn?"
“No.”
Oscar Wilde is shocked in short.
He only paints for living people, but cannot paint for dead people. This is one of the rules of extraordinary power.
Disclose these.
He will definitely be doubled when he returns to the UK.
However, Oscar Wilde would rather take this opportunity to dispel other people's curiosity, keep the portraits he painted for Aso Aki during his lifetime, and get rid of these whirlpools of chaos.
Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, Dazai Osamu naturally refused to leave and continued to ask.
“UK ‌Time Traveler?”
“…”
silence.
"Is the alien power of the resurrection of Britain?"
“…”
Secondary silence.
Oscar Wilde maintains a polite expression, without sorrow or joy.
He didn't say anything, even if Dazai Osamu was pretty, it wouldn't work!
Half an hour later, with the help and leadership of Natsume Soseki, Dazai Osamu left the place of the transaction. Dazai Osamu recalled Wilde's reaction along the way: "Mr. Wilde is telling the truth, Britain should be time traveler,
But there is no alien power who resurrects the human being."
Natsume Soseki's words were ignored and sighed as he looked at the headquarters of the Port Mafia.
"It's time for Qiu to be buried."
‌Seven has passed.
Aso Akiya's body was protected by the "color painting collection" and was not buried in peace.
Dazai Osamu said: "I don't agree."
Natsume Soseki looked at the boy, "So, this matter depends on you. You are more rational than them. I am white, and you are white, so let Qiu rest in peace sooner."
Dazai Osamu said nothing.
Natsume Soseki sent him to the port mafia door and patted him on the shoulder.
"You are the successor of his choice."
"For him, look at the world, look at others, don't be too attached to the law of resurrection."
"Because... the moment he left, he had already let go of everything."
Aso Aki also chose to die.
A living person is like awakening a person whose sorrow is greater than his heart.
...
The suburbs of Yokohama City, "Saint Love" orphanage.
Edogawa stood outside, standing side by side with Dazai Osamu. They once again concealed Atil Rambo and Nakabara, and joined forces to find clues that were mysteriously erased.
——Aki Aso went to the last place during his lifetime!
"It should be here."
"That's right, Qiu Ye called Zhong back. Since he went out alone and didn't come back until late at night. His human form and power have lost some memory. He only remembers that he went to somewhere to pick him up.
Autumn, and the place... is closely related to Nakaya's daytime experience."
Based on the fragments of the book and the memories of parallel time and space, Dazai Osamu found the orphanage.
Both of them believed that Qiu Ye valued Zhong Ye's safety and could not call Zhong Ye back and left without seeing each other. During this period, there must be clues that are important!
"I'll go in alone, you'll be there, don't let others come in."
"I'll go in."
"Your reasoning is not as powerful as mine!"
"You don't have the power to be extraordinary!"
"snort."
"Tsk."
Edogawa Ranbu and Dazai Osamu refused to give in to each other.
Dazai Osamu was secretly annoyed. He was not so stupid as to keep his mind going, and he didn't say anything.
Dazai Osamu simply said, "Go in together, whoever finds the ability to count."
Edogawa rushed in without saying a word and left Dazai Osamu behind.
Dazai Osamu: "…"
After they walked in, outside the orphanage, golden subspace blocks rose from the ground. Atil Rambo stood inside, beside him. Zhongyuan was also wearing a black hat, and he was much more mature, with his eyes shut.
He was angry and did not hesitate to report it: "Yokohama City is so dangerous, they must have caused some serious matters when they sneaked out."
Atil Ramboram said: "Orphanage?"
Zhongyuan was also confused for a second and said, "I volunteered in this orphanage. Later, my father called back and didn't feel anything unusual."
Atil Rambo said: "Let's go in and take a look, don't disturb them."
After obtaining the will, Atil Rambo devoted himself to protecting the children in his family and preventing them from accidents. Even if he was pursuing the method of resurrection, he would be carried out after the stability of Yokohama City was stabilized.
Dazai Osamu and Edogawa walked out in a row, and Atil Rambo, who was protecting his calf, paid attention to him, fearing that they would be the enemy.
Atil Rambo's desire to protect his family made Yokohama City spend the most turbulent time.
His existence is the biggest backer of the port mafia.
One person guards Yokohama City.
The Japanese government hated him so much that it was too late to send someone to contact him and say all kinds of good things, hoping to contact the foreign power, France through Atil Rambo.
‌In, the world knows Lan Tang’s true identity, the former French intelligence officer Atil Rambo, and the world has obtained accurate news - Atil Rambo is from France
The transcendent, the terrifying strange intelligence agent in Europe, the old partner of the "Assassination King" Paul Weirren and the only student of Baudelaire, the leader of the Paris Commune.
Atil Rambo is unable to leave Japan now and carries a "Twilight Hall" with him, and has an infinite desire for the hidden [book] in Yokohama City.
He had a premonition that what the two children were looking for was what they were looking for.
One of the resurrection props that Qiuya mentioned.
"Did you find it..."
Atil Rambo did not dare to disturb their reasoning, and followed him quietly, shuttled through the walls and ground, and walked around the orphanage with Zhongyuan Zhong.
The thin Atsushi Nakajima did not leave an impression on Atil Rambo, at most it was his white hair that attracted him.
Zhongyuan Zhong also said: "I heard that the orphanage is funded by the Autumn Society."
Atil Rambo listened silently to his introduction.
Qiuhui, the commercial society created by Aso Qiuhui is considered independent of the industry.
"My dad is a kind person. At first I couldn't believe that he was a member of the port mafia." Zhongyuan Zhong also went to see the orphanage supplies, and his clothes and mattresses were enough, but he didn't.
The situation of people frozen to death in winter is much better than the original Lebo Street.
"He was forced to join the port mafia after his parents died, in order to protect himself." Atil Rambo told the truth sadly, "The one who killed his parents was a foreigner."
"Yes." Zhongyuan also had a cold look, "Are people still alive?"
Atil Rambo said: "I am dead, and buried in the seaside cemetery that Qiu bought."
Central Plains was also shocked.
Is my dad so broad that he even buried his enemies' bones in a good place?
Atil Rambo's eyes lost focal length slightly.
"He never hates the enemy..."
Aso Qiu never insulted the enemy's body, nor did he hold a grudge against Ren. He smiled and eliminated his grudges with a smile.
Only.
Aso Aki couldn't accept the betrayal of his favorite person.
Nakabara also knew Atir Rambo's heartache, so he didn't follow him and suddenly said, "It seems like Dazai has a clue!"
【Book】Not in an orphanage.
But the orphanage left a clue for Dazai Osamu.
‌ is a note with Kumamoto, which is sandwiched in a place where no one cares about the utility room. The handwriting of the simple strokes can only be seen by the closest people.
Dazai Osamu was shocked.
Akiya's picture, Kumamoto... This Kumamoto's hands were crossed...
Don't you want to continue looking for it?
Dazai Osamu goes deeper, Kumamoto Kumamoto refers to the self-report, and can also refer to the propaganda minister and happiness minister of Kumamoto Prefecture. This means Kumamoto's rejection, saying that he found the [book]
The ending is not happy, Qiu is... I know in advance that he and [books] produce "special" and see the memory of parallel time and space? Further test, the self of parallel time and space can be ‌‌
An unfortunate life?
This series of reasoning is completed in a flash.
A person named Osamu Dazai has an unfortunate life, which is a very common thing.
Dazai Osamu was unwilling to give up.
The information difference between Zi and Qiuye was too big, and he could not know Qiuye's mentality at that time, but he didn't want to see Qiuye's will left to him.
Under the conflicting psychology, Dazai Osamu put the note in his pocket, searched for clues, and said stubbornly: "I found it, you can't stop me - you can stop me alive!"
An unhappy life is like ‌!
I have never expected happiness, I just want to take a look at the world in your eyes!
Please, let me save you once...
...
In the safe, Oscar Wilde took out the painting, sat exhausted on the sofa, and said to himself to the portrait of Akiya Aso, "Love makes me exhausted."
"I'm unlucky this time."
"Oh, I don't want to answer the calls from some people. I'm probably punished me..."
"The British alien power is not easy, and the transcendents bear more responsibilities. Not only does they keep the task confidential, but they also do not reveal their alien power casually."
He looked at a certain direction outside.
"Where do you want to go?"
Oscar Wilde's voice softened and a little apologized, "It's a pity that I can't take you there. I'll transfer back to England later. The battle...is almost over."
"I don't know when I will come to Japan, you... take a few more glances."
‌Cheng Wai Shui, and Oscar Wilde, who had escaped once in the middle, dared not face his colleagues.
The saddest thing is that his purpose of coming to Japan was not achieved.
"sorry."
"I didn't avenge you."
"The one who avenged you in this world is Atil Rambo. Your partner, giving back to your love. The love between you two has spread throughout other countries. It's so romantic..."
"Not like me..."
"I don't know how to love someone's soul."
The gorgeous man wearing fur looked silent, accompanied by the portrait on the sofa.
The crazy aura in the painting gradually settles down.
Chapter completed!