The salted fish of strength supremacy

Can it be possible, trust and suspicion, even black and white, freedom and unfreedom... A line has been established in this world to perfectly separate the two sides, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka thought: I should be regarded as standing under the white curtain , turn your back on the darkness.

The moment he forgot Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, Fyodor lost his freedom. He was bound by the obsession in his heart, and he was going crazy in order to find the missing memory. As he said, he was a bird The mouse caught by the cat was trampled by its tail and bound its limbs.

Is a complete prisoner.

They are opposite points, connected by an illusory chain.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at the gradually dark night outside the window, and he said after a while, "Actually, this time, I plan to help."

"Such a terrifying supernatural being came to Yokohama. Even an ordinary person like me would feel scared. Moreover, so many people have died so far."

Edogawa was stunned for a moment, he closed the book, and after a while he asked, "Why?"

According to the impression from three years ago, everyone in the detective agency knew that Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was a escapist. As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there will be a tall man to support him. This is what Ayanokouji Kiyotaka said when he was not being forced. People who do this kind of thing hate trouble and try to avoid trouble as much as possible.

"Yeah, why." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sat next to Edogawa Ranpo, and he said after a while, "Maybe because someone told me that if you give kindness to others, others will return kindness."

Barbara did this, and did it to the extreme, using his last ability to bless him, and it was like this from beginning to end.

"Really?" Edogawa Ranpo nodded, "The person who said this to you must be a very gentle guy, not only gentle, he must also be terrifying in some ways."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka turned his head, "Where did you analyze this? Is this sentence special?"

"The special thing is not this sentence, but the person who said it." Edogawa Luanbu explained slowly, "To be honest, this sentence is just a waste of time, most ordinary people can say it, It doesn't make any sense, but it can be remembered by Qinglong, and even wants to try..."

"This shows that the person who said this is very special, and such a thing really happened, and it happened to Qinglong."

"That's why Qinglong is interested in this kind of thing."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka nodded, "Mr. Ranpo is very powerful."

"Of course, I am Neon No.1 detective Ranpo, I know everything I see!" Edogawa Ranpo said with a smile, "It seems that the three years of disappearance, no, for you It was a year. It seems that in this missing year, you met some very nice people."

"Compared to Dazai-san, it is indeed much better."

"Although Dazai often talks nonsense, you can still believe it." Edogawa Ranpo nodded slightly, "But Kiyotaka, even if you intend to help this time, we don't want to drag you into it. Dangerous, if it wasn't for this person's target to be Yokohama, and if it wasn't for Osamu Dazai who has the ability to nullify the detective agency, the president would have rejected the case."

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes, and at that moment, he became extremely calm, "Qingtaka, everyone is selfish, if the case needs to be filled with the lives of members, we would rather not take over the case. "

"The detective agency is one. What maintains us is not work or cases, but an invisible thing. Everyone in the detective agency is the most important."

Edogawa Ranpo turned his head to look at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, "So, we hope you are safe, you and Hisakuku, there is no need to step into this commotion."

"Trust the famous detective, trust that guy Dazai, we will solve it quickly."

After speaking, Edogawa Ranpo smiled at Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, and he walked back to the detective agency with him, leaving Ayanokouji Kiyotaka sitting alone on the bench in the corridor.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and there were two street lamps, with white moths flying around the street lamps. From time to time, you could see the street lamps being blocked by moths to form a small black spot. Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stood up slowly, and he walked I went to the window and looked outside, the night was quiet and there was no one in sight.

"Maintain the feelings and bonds of an organization?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka exhaled, "What I want to try to understand, isn't this the one?"

Barbara, which is simply a combination of feelings and bonds, may be just a special case. Ayanokōji Kiyotaka wants to know whether this is true for most people, and whether uncontrollable things like feelings can really affect each other. Will it really make people stronger.

"Big brother?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka turned his head back, Yumeno Hisaku looked at him with the door open, his eyes were a little dazed, "Mr. Ranpo told me to go home with you, big brother, don't we need to be in the detective agency?"

"Probably." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka asked him to come over, "Didn't the port mafia come looking for you?"

"Yes, but I don't want to go back, so Dazai-san helped me drive them away." The boy hugged Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's arm, and he covered his mouth, as if he was a little shy, "Although I still hate Dazai-san, but At that time, Mr. Dazai still helped me, so I hated him a little less."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka nodded, "Okay, let's go home."

……

Yumeno Hisaku is a very well-behaved child, and also a very playful child. In the past three years, he has not let anyone be hurt by his abilities, nor has he done any terrible actions. In the eyes of everyone in the detective agency , The port mafia treated him like this is simply blind.

Only Dazai Osamu, who knows the inside story, and Edogawa Ranpo, who can see a little sign, know what kind of child the former Yumeno Kusaku was.

Ability is just a tool for him to play, he wants to see the hallucinations and desires of countless people, and take pleasure in it.

Yumeno Hisaku is a real bad boy.

It was Ayanokōji Kiyotaka who led him into the light and turned him into a well-behaved boy.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sat on a chair and watched Yumeno Hisakumi playing the game console in the game hall. His eyes were bright and he looked very happy.Ayanokōji Kiyotaka opened a can of drink, took a sip slowly, going out to play with children is not as easy as doing something to be honest.

Taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, Kiyotaka Ayanokōji clicked on Yokohama's webpage news, and there were overwhelming reports about accidental death.

These reports have made everyone in Yokohama panic. Even if the Supernatural Secret Service has repeatedly intervened, there are countless people who want to make up stories. When the spread is so wide, if the Supernatural Secret Service forcibly withdraws all the reports Dropping would cause even more confusion.

It is the best choice to end this matter before the people completely panic.

"The port mafia should also intervene." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka murmured softly, "If there are really three parties, they should not stand idly by."

"I just don't know if Mr. Mori from Hong Kong is still as arrogant as before."

Pressing the screen of the phone, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji put the phone back into his pocket, at this moment, with a click, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji turned his head and looked to the side, Hisakuku Yumeno took a step back, and looked at the person in front of him strangely.

"Uncle, are you really okay? If you can't afford to lose so much, what game are you playing?" Yumeno Hisaku's voice was half puzzled and half mocking, "And obviously you insisted on playing with me, losing Still getting angry, it's disgusting, my lord hates it."

"Say one more thing!" The man slapped the table like a mad hedgehog, and the people around were startled and began to hide around.

Yumeno Hisaku stared at this man with a bit of displeasure in his eyes. He was not a kind and timid child, let alone afraid of such a person. When Yumeno Hisaku was quiet, his weirdness would be overwhelmed. Zoom in, he is obviously just a child, but he has a very weird and terrifying aura.

It was like a ghost making threatening noises.

As if stimulated, the man stretched out his hand. He wanted to hit him directly, but someone grabbed his wrist.

"This gentleman." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said, "No matter what happened, it's not good to fight with a child, and I heard that it seemed that you were wrong first."

"Get out of the way!"

The man pushed Ayanokōji Kiyotaka away, and then threw something at Yumeno Hisaku with something in his hand. Yumeno Hisaku raised his head slowly, his eyes were full of horror that would make people run away with just one glance, the pitch-black Claw marks appeared behind the man's ear...

"Big Brother, I didn't do anything." Yumeno Hisaku pulled Kiyotaka Ayanokouji's sleeve, "I can't control..."

Passive abilities cannot be controlled by the person with the ability, and the ability will automatically take effect under certain circumstances, such as the invalidation of Osamu Dazai's ability, such as the immortality of Masaya Shinhara, and the spiritual ability of Kusaku Yumeno .

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka picked up Yumeno Hisaku, and he walked out of the game hall with Yumeno Hisaku, and then said, "It's okay."

"Is it okay?"

"When you need to protect yourself, whatever means you use can be forgiven." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said casually, "Power is not a mistake, it's only people who misunderstand this power."

Yumeno Hisaku leaned on Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's shoulder and looked at the game hall, "Is it really okay to put that person there?"

"Mr. Dazai will come to deal with it later." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka did not hide his intention to throw the mess to Osamu Dazai, "Maybe there will be a big surprise."

"What big surprise?" Yumeno Hisaku looked up at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka patted him on the back carefully, then pointed forward, "Look."

In the direction pointed by Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, a man stood in the shadow of the sun. He lowered his head and his long silver hair hung on his shoulders. He seemed to have heard the voice of Ayanokoji Kiyotaka. Looking up, it is clearly a young face, but the eyes are full of the vicissitudes of the years.

and unbearable sadness.

"Just now you said that strength is not a mistake?" The man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, "No, strength is a mistake, the most terrible mistake."

"Especially uncontrollable forces."

The man stretched out his hand, with a feeling as if he was about to cry, "Uncontrollable power, that is the source of pain."