The salted fish of strength supremacy

There were people coming and going in the port, and the pattering rain fell in this autumn, with bursts of chill. Kiyotaka Ayanokōji stood on the shore with an umbrella and looked at the rough sea. The rain was pattering on the umbrella.

It has only been 24 hours since he returned to Yokohama, but he has experienced a lot.

Ango Sakaguchi, the person in charge of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, expressed that he wanted to have a good talk with Osamu Dazai after meeting Kiyotaka Ayanokoji. Xiaolu Qinglong understood at a glance.

That super-dangerous superhuman Masa Shinhara might have really escaped from the jurisdiction of the Supernatural Secret Service.

So they didn't even have time to pay attention to Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, and their eyes were full of Dazai Osamu who had nullified his abilities.

He took out his mobile phone and took a look. It is now five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky will soon turn dark, and those activities that belong to the darkness will gradually begin. Ayanokōji Kiyotaka exhaled. Xiaolu Qinglong had already foreseen trouble.

Especially with the devil Fyodor still in Yokohama, this trouble will be magnified to the extreme.

blah blah blah.

The sound of someone stepping on the water was getting closer, and Kiyotaka Ayanokōji knew who it was even if he didn't turn his head.

The man in the cloak stood behind him, holding a pure black umbrella in his hand, as if he was completely unaware of Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's disgust, he opened his mouth.

"What a coincidence, we met again."

"I don't think it's a coincidence." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't even turn his head, "Why is it you again? What's the matter with you?"

Fyodor looked up at him. "I went to the doctor, and the doctor said I have a few more years to live."

"Congratulations." Ayanokōji Qingtaka said in a calm voice, "You came to me just for this matter, so there's no need for it, it doesn't matter to me whether you die or live, if possible, I don't want to see you in this life your turn."

Fyodor coughed, coughing and laughing in a hoarse and gloomy voice.

"It's such a pity that the people I want to be friends dislike me so much, but, Ayanokouji-kun, your attitude just proves one thing, we have known each other before."

Fyodor's voice was soft, because the cough was intermittent from time to time, but the words were clear, "We know each other and have crossed paths, and I don't have you in my memory, but based on this, I'm really sorry, I won't leave , and you can't let you never see me in this life."

"...as you like."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at the time without paying much attention. It has been an hour since Dazai Osamu talked with the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and he still hasn't returned.

"The most dangerous supernatural user escaped due to a mistake by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. They can only determine the general location of Nobuhara Masaya, but I can find him." Fyodor said, staring at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, trying to get out of his Find other expressions on the face.

but.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard his words, his appearance was completely the same as before.

He didn't care about this terrifying supernatural being, and he didn't care about the news Fyodor might provide.

so amazing...

Fyodor lowered his head slightly, he raised the corners of his mouth, and continued to say: "Xin Yuanya is also a murderer full of guilt, he is always in self-blame, the supernatural power bestows on him countless sins, He hates his supernatural powers to the extreme."

"Until he heard that there was a book in Yokohama that could change the whole world."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at him, "I know so clearly, are you the one who assisted him in escaping?"

"Of course not. I'm not proud enough to stand beside this man and resist his curse." Fyodor spread his hands, "I will not die until I find that man, absolutely not."

"There's nothing wrong with being confident, but don't be overconfident, it's easy to be hit by reality." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka replied casually.

Fyodor smiled. "I'm not overconfident."

"Really? Of course people who are overconfident can't realize that they are overconfident."

"Because of Masaya Nobuhara's guilt, he will choose inaccessible places to prevent his abilities from hurting more people." Fyodor changed the topic just now, and he closed his eyes, "Especially here This kind of rainy day with limited mobility is the best time for him to start."

"Oh." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka responded casually.

Seeing Kiyotaka Ayanokōji's casual and indifferent look here, Fyodor just felt like being scratched by countless claws. He felt that this person was the part he lacked, but the part that fit him was rejecting him.

From the beginning to the end, he completely refused and resisted, and he couldn't even find a way to impress this person.

The golden pair that could not be dispelled in his mind for a long time combined with this person, exuding a biting cold.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, "What are you resisting?"

"You are a free cat, you can freely choose to leave or stay, and no one can make you miss it." Fyodor stared at him, his deep purple eyes were full of chaos, "And I am A mouse caught by a cat had its tail pinned down, its hands and feet were bound, and it lost its freedom."

"What are you resisting?" Fyodor repeated again, "I really don't understand."

Speaking of Fyodor holding the black umbrella and turning to leave, Kiyotaka Ayanokōji watched him leave as if he had finally noticed him, watched him walk out of the port, mixed with pedestrians, and gradually blurred his figure.

free?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka opened his hand and glanced at his palm.

Is he free?

"Qinglong-kun." Dazai Osamu's voice sounded behind him, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked to the side, Dazai Osamu was standing beside him holding an umbrella, with a document in his arms, his kite-colored eyes were serious, "Just now The one who left was Fyodor?"

"He's right." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at Osamu Dazai calmly, "When did Mr. Dazai come here?"

"When he said you were a cat."

Osamu Dazai walked over, his sand-colored coat darkened from being splashed by the rain, "Qinglong-kun, do you care about what he said?"

"What do you care about?" Ayanokōji Kiyotaka tilted his head.

"...It's nothing." Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, then turned his head and smiled at him, "Let's go back, the secret service department has already given me the information."

……

"Masaya Nobuhara? It's him." Edogawa looked at the materials that Osamu Dazai brought back, "The protagonist of the horror story back then is back. How did the Supernatural Secret Service Division catch such a terrible passive ability? human?"

"I also asked this question, but the secret service department refused to answer." Dazai Osamu posted a photo on the blackboard, "Everyone, take a look at this person's appearance, and if you meet him, stay away immediately, and then notify me."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at it. On the blackboard was a photo that seemed to be taken in an isolation room. The man in the photo had long silver-white hair. He was sitting on a chair with his head bowed, his long hair hanging on the table, blocking the He wiped the paper on the table, his brows and eyes filled with sadness as if he was about to cry.

A very recognizable person.

"Is it the terrifying god of death that was passed on back then?" Kunikida Doppo looked at the document in surprise, "I thought it was an ordinary horror legend, but I didn't expect this person to really exist."

"Because this person's supernatural powers were suddenly awakened, and the uncontrollable supernatural powers of going berserk completely wiped out everyone in his family overnight." Osamu Dazai pasted another old photo on the other side of the blackboard, "Such a big incident erupted directly, and even the Secret Service did not react."

In addition, no one is familiar with Nobuhara Masaya's ability, even he himself can't explain it clearly, causing countless deaths.

In order to deal with the aftermath, the Ability Secret Service Section turned it into a horror story that was circulated little by little to conceal the truth at that time.

"An immortal person, I really want to see his internal structure." Yosano Akiko flipped through the materials, "I have never even heard of this kind of ability."

Osamu Dazai thought for a while, "Actually, it's similar to Dr. Yosano's ability, except that Dr. Yosano's "Please Don't Die" works after people die frequently, but this person will never die at all. , Even if it is dead, it will be resurrected instantly, and the passive nature is immortal. "

"The world of your supernatural beings is really strange." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sat at the table and looked at the file that Atsushi Nakajima gave him.

Osamu Dazai shook his head, "No, it's not that the world of supernatural beings is strange, even in the world of supernatural beings, this person is very strange."

"Then the reason why he came to Yokohama should have been determined." Edogawa Ranpo took a bite of the thick pastry, "Regardless of his abilities, he came to Yokohama for that book, as for what he wants to write, it should be fine." It's already clear."

"For his terrible ability or for the family affected by the ability's rampage."

Osamu Dazai sighed, "According to Kiyotaka-kun, he is an emotional animal."

"I never said that." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka retorted flatly.

"I said it in your heart!"

Edogawa swallowed the thick snacks in his mouth in disorder, "Leave this matter to Dazai, you are the most suitable, everyone assists Dazai in his work, Kiyotaka, come out with me."

"Me?" Kiyotaka Ayanokouji returned the document to Atsushi Nakajima, and then walked out of the gate of the detective agency. Edogawa sat on the stairs in the corridor and held up a book to read again. Kiyotaka Ayanokouji couldn't read the book. For the content, only the name "Twenty Faces of a Weird Man" can be seen on the cover of the book.

"Mr. Ranpo?"

"Actually, Kiyotaka came back at a very bad time. A famous detective was invited to look for traces of the devil. He hid very well, but it is not impossible to find him." Edogawa ranpo said, "After several major incidents, the devil became He has attracted the attention of the whole world, and his obsession is well known by people all over the world."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sat beside Edogawa Ranpo, "Is it my problem?"

"What are you thinking, this is not your problem." Edogawa looked at him in disorder, "I told you about this just to tell you that you don't need to care about the devil's affairs or this Masaya Nobuhara. Because the detective agency has a famous detective wandering around! A famous detective will catch him."

Edogawa Ranpo closed the book, "Don't agree to any deal with you, no matter what deal the Supernatural Secret Service Section makes with you. Dazai discussed it with me, and he will pay attention to the Secret Service Section's actions."

"We intend to involve an ordinary person in the investigation. Both Dazai and I feel that the intelligence of the Secret Service is really broken."

Is he free?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at Edogawa Ranpo who continued to flip through the book.

Yes, he is indeed free.