For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

MIMIC was originally a supernatural criminal organization in Europe, and was later forced to smuggle to Japan under the pressure of the British supernormal agency "Knights of the Clock Tower".

The reason for smuggling sounds embarrassing, but it should not underestimate their combat capabilities because of this.

As fallen soldiers, they are well-trained and are not afraid of death. The leader, Gide, is a superhuman with extraordinary abilities. The last time they robbed the Nagasawa pharmaceutical company of smuggled goods, they deliberately leaked it, so they were transferred for the sake of it. Watch out for the guards, weaken the defensive strength of the arsenal, and take advantage of the opportunity to attack.

They must have traveled thousands of miles to the Yokohama Concession for more than just raiding the port Mafia's arsenal, there must be a deeper reason for it.

I made a phone call while browsing the MIMIC intelligence email Enokita sent me: "What else do you think they want to do?"

"How do I know that," Enoda on the other end instigated a straw, "Mostly, he wants to grab territory and expand his sphere of influence."

Before I could answer, he continued to ask, "Have your identity been exposed?"

My identity was not revealed, but Ango's was exposed.

The arsenal passwords issued by the Mafia leader to the high-level personnel are all different. After this period of investigation, we found that the password used by MIMIC when attacking the arsenal was exactly the same as the password held by Ango. Ango is undoubtedly a traitor.

"Actually, you don't have to worry from the beginning," Enoda had already heard the story from me. "If that Dazai Osamu is really as smart as you describe, he would never catch the criminal who leaked the password by mistake."

"Am I not guilty of being a thief..."

After all, my origins are not much cleaner than Ango's.

"Then wish you good luck, hang up first."

"OK, good night."

I closed the phone, turned off the computer, and went to bed.

In the past few days, I have been busy with Dazai. I often get ringing on my phone in the middle of the night to go out on a mission. It is rare that I have free time today, so I have to take a good rest to recharge myself.

As a result, before I could close my eyes, the refreshing bell rang again.

This time it's text messages.

[Douji Dazai Osamu: Come to the underground detention center]

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I want to swear.

I hate that the communication speed of this mobile phone is too fast. It would be great if it was replaced by a flying eagle from Ninja Village. At least it would let me sleep well before seeing this reminder.

But is there a flying eagle here? I can only step on my slippers to change my clothes, brush the chicken coop and go out angrily.

Dazai sets up a game in Mafia's underground casino, lures MIMIC's men to scramble for the safe and sets up a trap to block their escape.

According to Dazai's usual practice, after capturing valuable prisoners, he will take them to the detention center for interrogation, so as to obtain information, so from this text message, the collection network should be very successful.

The detention center is not a good place. There is no sunlight in the damp basement, and even the corners exude a musty smell. Occasionally, a cold wind peeks out from the cracks in the stone walls, which is so eerie that it gives people goosebumps.

After meeting the people who were guarding outside, I walked down the stairs.

Just as the last step was about to land, a few gunshots suddenly jolted me.

Then came Dazai's indifferent voice: "If you fail next time, it will be two punches and five shots."

I walked forward following the sound, and soon found Dazai and the team he led, and Akutagawa was kneeling on the ground with a very terrified expression on his face.

"This is…"

Dazai noticed my presence and threw the gun back into his subordinate's arms: "I just educated my unskilled subordinates, thanks to him, the soldiers who were finally caught lost their lives, and the investigation has to start all over again. already."

I looked at Akutagawa, then put my eyes on the MIMIC soldiers who had received their lunch boxes, and said, "That's not necessary."

Dazai turned his head: "What did you find?"

"Actually, sometimes it's easier for a corpse to tell the truth than a living person." I crouched down in front of one of the soldiers and took a dead hardwood leaf from the sole of his shoe. "Here."

Dazai didn't care about the identity issue, he squatted down, took the dead leaf and looked at it, with a clear look on his face.

Hardwoods are perennials and generally don't wilt, and it's not the season for dead leaves unless they've been removed with herbicides.

Next, you only need to investigate which professional has cleaned this hardwood tree with herbicide, and the truth will naturally not be far away.

Dazai handed over the investigation task to his subordinates, and complained casually after instructing him, "Ah, luckily, the clues were discovered in time, otherwise the matter would be solved by Oda Tsukuru alone after a while."

"...With all due respect, Mr. Dazai," one of his subordinates hesitated for a while, then said, "That Oda Sakunosuke is not worthy of being your friend in terms of status and strength, you should know more about someone as intelligent as Hinata. of."

I clicked and crushed the dead leaves in my hand: "Dazhiruoyu???"

Words are good words, just as if something is not right.

The amazing thing is that Dazai didn't refute this sentence: "Ito is really good, but Oda Tsukuru is not bad. If he gets serious, the five people in this room will be settled by him in an instant."

After praising Oda, he still didn't forget to pick on Akutagawa: "Akutagawa-kun, even a hundred years later, a person like you can't win against him... No, it's not just him, after all, there is one person in this room that you will forever be. Not even better."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at me lightly. Akutagawa was already on fire in his heart, but when he heard this, he immediately set off a prairie.

I turned my head silently, not daring to speak at all.

Although the clues are clear, the investigation will take a lot of time. In the past few months, I have followed Dazai's subordinates through the streets, inquiring almost all the weeding professionals, and finally found the target in the suburbs of Yokohama. figure.

According to the other party, he has only used herbicides to clear broad-leaved trees in a certain mountain, and there is a weather observatory nearby that has been abandoned for many years.

"Hey, Oda Saku," Dazai called Oda immediately after learning this information, "I have found the location of the enemy's stronghold. I may have to ask you to go there first."

After getting a reply, he turned off his phone.

Oda counts as an advance force, and we support it.

"I don't know how long it will take to pass from here," Dazai glanced at the car behind him, "Whenever this happens, I want that kind of supernatural ability that can fly around in the sky..."

Hearing this, I squatted on the ground, turned my back to him, and made a "come up" gesture with my hands behind my back.

Dazai: "?"

"Take you to experience the thrill of flying." My big ninja can climb over mountains and mountains and cross the Pacific Ocean.

"..." Dazai was silent for a moment, then said with a smile, "It's rare for Ito to take the initiative, but I refuse."

I stood up to face him and opened my arms: "It's okay to hug the princess, I can feel wronged."

Dazai's smiling face has a tendency to darken.

Although I had the will to show off my skills, but unfortunately I didn't want to do anything reckless. In the end, I was carried into the car by Dazai, and I honestly sat on modern transportation.

It was very late when we rushed to the mountains. We thought we would meet Oda soon, but when we were about to reach our destination, a burst of flames shot up from the top of the mountain, burning the bright moon red...

Oda fell into a coma.

The enemy stronghold was bombed to rubble, leaving nothing behind.

After sending Oda to the hospital, Dazai and I plunged headlong into the investigation of MIMIC without even breathing.

In the days that followed, the enemy kept attacking the stores protected by Hong Kong gangsters like a bloodbath. At this point, I couldn't continue to follow Dazai to investigate, so I could only return to Nagasawa Pharmaceutical Company to protect the little princess at all times.

But I also kept a hand. When I sent Oda to the hospital, I followed Dazai's example and installed a bug under the bed, so that I could get first-hand information when the other party woke up.

Today, while I was walking around the company with headphones on, I suddenly heard Oda talking inside.

I hurriedly slipped into the toilet, ran to the corner compartment and closed the door.

The content of the conversation in the earphones drilled into the ears verbatim.

Oda said he found the missing Ango in an enemy stronghold.

Ango is not the spy sent by MIMIC into Mafia, on the contrary, he is an undercover agent sent by Mafia into MIMIC, and only the leader knows about this.

After rescuing Ango, the latter left with a black special force.

This morning, a meeting of five cadres was held at the port of Mafia, and it was decided to use all the forces to fight against MIMIC.

"Speaking of which," Oda seemed to recall something, "when you were killing MIMIC's sniper, you seemed to have something to say."

I put the earphones on a little tighter.

Dazai replied after a while, as if hesitating: "Actually, I always thought Ito was the traitor."

I swallowed involuntarily.

"Ichito?" Oda didn't expect this level at all.

"I have investigated her, and her family background is very ordinary, to an unbelievable level, but her own abilities are diametrically opposed to this ordinary," Dazai's tone was calm and deep, "She is smart and clever , has an insight far beyond others, and his fighting skills are so good that only the Chinese can match it."

So in his eyes, I am so powerful?

"More importantly, her ability is very suitable for stealing classified information."

Oda objected to this: "Even with all the objective elements, she has no motive to be a traitor."

That's right, a little girl who only wants to hold her job as a mercenary and wait to die, and who doesn't even want to go to the Hong Kong black guerrillas, can have any motives to be a traitor.

Dazai was very cautious: "Even so, it should not be taken lightly."

I leaned against the partition, feeling a little complicated, but after a few seconds the complexity dissipated because the other person said something else.

"...I originally thought like this," Dazai's voice contained a hint of a smile, but at the same time he was a little helpless, "But when I figured out that the traitor was someone else, at that moment I actually had a feeling Such a ridiculous and ridiculous idea."

"It's not that she's so nice."

My hand fiddling with the earphones suddenly stopped.

After about half a minute, I took off the earphones.

It was all too clear what that sentence meant.

Dazai to me...

"Why haven't you come out yet, Yito!" Chifu shouted from outside the toilet, "Are you constipated?!"

…

I slammed the toilet cubicle door open and rushed down the hallway to fight this guy.

Ango's identity has been confirmed, he is an undercover officer sent by Mori Owai to MIMIC.

But I always find that black special forces a little weird.

What kind of troops would go to rescue Ango, an undercover Hong Kong undercover agent, even when he was fully armed and did not show his true colors?

According to Oda's description, they should be regular troops who have received training, and neither belong to Mafia nor MIMIC, then it shows that they are third-party forces. Is there any other criminal organization that I don't know about? One foot?

No, not necessarily a criminal organization.

I turned my computer back on and browsed the e-mail that Enoda sent me a while ago.

MIMIC was originally smuggled over from Europe, and there has been such a big movement recently, which has caused many casualties. Why didn't the state agency come forward to stop it? Even if the boundaries of Yokohama are chaotic, it will not be in a state of completely letting go.

Is it...

I suddenly had an idea.

Could it be that Ango is a member of the state agency, and that unit is his reinforcement? !

I stood up abruptly, and the chair slid back some distance with the thrust.

Another point is that the power system of the supernatural power organization in Europe is intertwined, and the opposite national supervision system will also be very perfect. How could it be possible for MIMIC to easily log in to Japan? It’s just like, like—

It's like someone is secretly manipulating everything and taking advantage of it.

I picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Yoseno... ah, Mr. Ranpo? I'm sorry to bother you so late, I want to ask you something."

"What, if it's such a trivial matter as an interrogation, you don't need to look for a famous detective like me at all. It's overkill."

"I'm so sorry, but I can't find anyone else who can answer this question," I said sincerely, "What I want to ask is, is there anything that all power organizations want, but it's hard to get hold of? thing?"

Ruanbu quickly came up with the answer: "Are you talking about the license for the opening of abilities?"

That is the highest proof that the government has given the power organization the right to carry out activities.

Yes, everything makes sense.

I looked at the computer screen that radiated soft light, and the hands on the table gradually clenched into fists.

Mori Ogai…