The number one heartbreaker in Hong Kong and black

Ayatsuji pedestrians raised their heads, and in the center of the deserted world, high-rise buildings stood up, like huge bushes growing wildly upwards, and the clouds presented a chilling vortex in the sky, as if a torrential rain was about to fall. like brewing.

He hugged his favorite girl doll in his hands, and in the street, the life-size dolls in fancy clothes in the closets of the commercial street silently cast their gazes at him, like a mime drama without actors. In the opening scene, countless non-human spectators stared at the only human in the city.

This is his fantasy city, and the pedestrians of Ayatsuji have wandered here countless times, an empty and lost place.

His spiritual world is as lonely as his life in this world.

The air in the whole world was condensed like bubbles and floated upwards. He gradually felt his limbs became lighter, and the sense of existence of the air became thinner, and the sound of thunder was buzzing in his ears... Finally, the torrential rain fell, like thunder. The applause poured down from his head, covering him completely.

Ayatsuji pedestrian is very awake, he knows he is dreaming.

But he is a person who will not let down his vigilance even in his dreams, not to mention that the raindrops hitting his body are not cold or painful, so he can clearly understand the difference between reality and dreams.

Wake up, he whispered to himself, you'll be blamed for being too slack.

Then, Ayatsuji pedestrian opened his eyes.

The eyes hidden behind the goggles stared at the ceiling, meaningless, but there was nothing that had to be done at the moment.

However, this silence was quickly broken.

"Teacher Ayatsuji, today's task has been placed on your desk, and the superior has sent the specific email arrangement to your mailbox." Almost immediately after he woke up, a female voice said in front of him, "If you're done resting, let's ask Ayatsuji-sensei to go."

"I see."

He has no emotion.

Being dominated by the Supernatural Secret Service as a good hunting dog, the advantage is that he doesn't have to worry about his future like those students who walk on the street, don't have to think about which university to go to, what job to do in the future, he has already been arranged by the society , since his file was registered in the register, everything as Ayatsuji pedestrian has been doomed.

Maybe some people will envy his life. He doesn't have to worry about his future, and he doesn't have to work hard. Apart from having no personal freedom, he has fewer things to worry about than ordinary people.

Of course, the downside is that even if today is a national celebration day, you have to obediently get up and work.

Ayatsuji pedestrians glanced out the window: "Is something wrong with the staff of the fireworks ceremony organized by the government tonight?"

"Yes, the other party died in the office building for no apparent reason, and then they discovered that there was a problem with this person's identity information card. So the whole case changed its nature, from a murder case to a mystery. After all, no one figured out the deceased identity, it is impossible to investigate the specific motive of the crime.”

Not surprisingly, there are always fools in the world who only find out after such a case has happened.

"They should thank the murderer." Ayatsuji pedestrian said.

The assistant who was surprised by his sudden and plain words: "Mr. Ayatsuji... what are you talking about?"

If this person hadn't been killed, I'm afraid they won't know when they will know that the government has been mixed with a person whose identity is unknown. From this level, they should really thank the murderer, otherwise more It will be even more unbearable if the secrets are stolen.

But this kind of thought is too shocking, so Ayatsuji pedestrians just said indifferently: "It's okay, you continue to talk."

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, it really must be an auditory hallucination...

She said: "Subsequently, someone discovered that the building's information had been stolen. What was lost was not political internal information, but the list of people invited to the fireworks celebration."

"Where is it?" Ayatsuji pedestrian closed his eyes.

"Yokohama." The assistant said, "There..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ayatsuji pedestrians had already stretched out their hands, fumbled wildly on the table where the messy newspapers were piled up, and accurately pulled out a newspaper from a week ago from the stacks of newspapers. Can you see the date on it - three months ago?

"This is the newspaper you packed when you brought me the newly bought doll costume." Ayatsuji pedestrian still lay on the sofa, unfolded the newspaper on his back, and said lightly, "I'm just a little bit interested, so I stayed. Thought it came in handy, thank you."

The assistant was surprised, and his whole body felt cold unconsciously: "Yes, yes, you are welcome, Mr. Ayatsuji."

What a terrible memory, to be able to remember the news from the local newspaper a few months ago, and even keep it as if it was premeditated.

It's no wonder that although Ayatsuji Xingren is not very old, the seniors told her to use the teacher as the suffix of his name.

"What is Ayatsuji-sensei looking at?"

She followed the line of sight of Ayatsuji pedestrians, and the transparent oily newspaper revealed the headline he was reading——Yokohama Chemical Factory failed the quality inspection.The assistant tried even harder to read the subtitle, but Ayatsuji pedestrians had already put away the newspaper, sat up, and put their hands on the sides of the sofa.

"How many assistants are you my first?" He said suddenly, answering the wrong question.

"The...fourth."

"Oh, let's work longer, try to restrain your curiosity." Yan Tsuji pedestrian put on a joke-like evil smile, but his eyes were not warm, "As an assistant, I have no obligation to answer any of your questions .”

"..." Such a tough attitude is shocking.

Rather than surprise, it was more anger, because the assistant knew very well that Ayatsuji pedestrians did not treat her equally. The way he looked at her was no different from looking at a table or a handkerchief, that is to say, her so-called existence , meaningless in the eyes of Ayatsuji pedestrians.

So, such words came out of the assistant's mouth involuntarily: "But this is the meaning of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, you have the responsibility to tell me all the actions!"

After the voice fell, the assistant herself was a little surprised, because it was quite domineering, and immediately put her in the position of giving orders.

Originally thought that Ayatsuji pedestrians would be furious, but the other party smiled unexpectedly and replied: "Okay, if the Supernatural Secret Service Division wants to know. In fact, someone planned to hold a party at the celebration a few months ago. The authorities cheated, and the materials from the chemical plant were shipped out as bomb-making materials on the grounds that they failed the quality inspection.”

The assistant was taken aback: "That is to say, did the teacher know that someone planned to make a bomb a few months ago? But why didn't you say it?"

Ayatsuji Pedestrian had an indifferent face: "This is out of my control."

That is to say, he has no sense of justice at all. If the Supernatural Secret Service did not hand over the case to him at this time, he would not reveal any information he obtained from the few reports in the newspaper. Even, He had originally planned to throw the newspaper away today.

assistant:"……"

"It seems that it was used for the celebration." Ayatsuji pedestrian pointed at the newspaper with his finger, "I plan to detonate the bomb when the lively crowd gathers."

Although he hasn't read the emails and documents yet, Ayatsuji pedestrians have already said almost the same thing. In fact, it was because the police station received a ostentatious email from the prisoner that he knew about it—— It is claimed that the bomb will be ignited when the fireworks bloom in the sky at twelve o'clock, so that the whole of Yokohama will witness the glory of extinction.

Since some special personnel will be invited to participate in the celebration in Yokohama, it is not a joke if they are injured, so the government handed over the case to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The easiest way is to cancel the grand ceremony, Ayatsuji pedestrian thought lightly, because he felt a little unhappy because he had to go to Yokohama for a business trip, could it be said that there are some people who cannot be offended among the invited people?In other words, is it someone the government can't show its cowardice to?

Therefore, this celebration must continue as usual, putting the lives of tens of millions of Yokohama people on the wire rope, as expected of the politicians he is familiar with.

"The time is today...the prisoner said that if the bomb cannot be found tonight, the game will be over."

"...Because there are Yokohama Mafia among the invited people." Ayatsuji pedestrian said indifferently, he had already confirmed in his heart that it was this group of people, and he was not interested in the so-called time limit that the assistant said, "The last point, over there said— — can I reason?"

Assistant: "...Of course, Ayatsuji-sensei."

The seal is lifted.

After her words fell, Ayatsuji pedestrians seemed to be a little interested. The murder detective who can kill criminals with reasoning stood up from the sofa, the smile in his eyes widened, and he didn't even tidy up his clothes. She walked to the door, and then, as if remembering something, he looked back at the assistant.

"Just to make sure, there are no dead people in Yokohama today, right?"

"...No." The assistant said puzzled and confused.

"Okay, then let's go." He said without giving any time to react, "Miss Assistant, remember to bring your kimono, after all, today is a celebration. I don't really hope that you will be accompanied by a woman in professional clothes when the time comes. Makes me feel like candy apples are out of flavor."

"what……?!"

There are only six hours left before twelve o'clock, what does Detective Ayatsuji's words mean?

Could it be that... do you want to wear a kimono and pretend to be an ordinary citizen, and then take the opportunity to inquire about the news?

"What do you mean by that voice of doubt? Did you hide a frog in your throat?" Ayatsuji pedestrian glanced at her stupidly standing there and suddenly realized, and said a little impatiently, "Of course you bring a kimono It’s for fun, it’s a festival day, there must be many beautiful dolls, remember to put away your wallet.”

Assistant: "But, Mr. Ayatsuji...?!"

"I already know where the bomb is." Ayatsuji pedestrians took it for granted, with that expression of looking stupid, "So, isn't the festival day just for fun? Besides, didn't I already tell you who the prisoner is? What? What are you still hesitating about?"

"what--"

Detective Ayatsuji never said who was the prisoner who killed the employee, nor did he say where the bomb was hidden!

……

……

As a result, the reasoning process that should have been tense became like this.

The whole city remains fresh in the night after the dusk fades. The streetcars arranged as the center of the celebration are full of traffic. Beautiful men and women in kimonos laugh and walk around in the warm yellow light. The street lamps cast light on the ancient The decorated small shops seem to travel through time and space, and the music played through the radio is intertwined with a wonderful retro atmosphere.

Ayatsuji pedestrians are wearing gray cotton kimonos, and passers-by turn their heads frequently due to their overly eye-catching appearance.

Impatiently, he simply picked up the fox mask from a small mask-buying stall, put it on his face and walked forward as if no one was there.

The assistant who followed behind him frantically paid the shopkeeper who was about to reprimand, but after the payment was successful, when she looked up, she found that the figure of Ayatsuji pedestrians had long since disappeared.

"..."

Ayatsuji Xingren did it on purpose, he didn't want to be accompanied by someone when he was on vacation, but he didn't forget to use his mobile phone to send a text message to the poor assistant, telling him that he would be there before the twelve o'clock fireworks show started. Stop the prisoner, let her have fun for a while, and forget about work for a while.

Of course, whether he will be really happy or not is out of the hands of Ayatsuji pedestrians.

Wearing a fox mask, he shuttled among the crowd, stopping from time to time to look at the things in the small shop, but he seldom bought them because he felt it was unnecessary.

After all, the Ability Secret Service Division is quite suspicious and will check the things around him, and Ayatsuji pedestrians don't like others touching his things, so when they are sent back, he will throw them away with a look of boredom, so compared to being If he abandoned it, it would be better not to have it in the first place.

Just as he was contemplating looking at the apple candy on the small shop not far away, he heard the voice of two people talking next to him.

"Dazai, wait for you to take my seat instead, I really don't want to put on a show."

"What are you talking about, Ryosuke? I don't want to go... In the end, it's the leader who insists on going his own way and insists on taking this fireworks as a gift for you."

"..." The boy whom he called Ryosuke sighed helplessly, "Can you stop emphasizing it, I feel irritable."

"Really? Isn't this proof that the leader likes you? Last time he wanted to kiss you on the cheek, but you pretended to be moved to shake hands with Mr. Sen, and you staggered your movements—really, your acting skills are bad enough. But It's also understandable~ After all, he is that kind of bad old man, Mr. Mori took advantage of the situation and blocked it for you, and then he was punished."

"Dazai, you did it on purpose. You know that I think this kind of thing is disgusting, so let's stop it." The voice said again, even more bored, "Let's not talk about the leader, anyway, he has no chance to do anything else. brain."

"Huh—"

Because of this conversation, Ayatsuji pedestrian looked sideways slightly, and immediately saw the talking figure.

He stood beside a boy with black slightly curly hair, his pair of violet eyes seemed to be plated with a layer of gold under the warm yellow light, causing Ayatsuji pedestrians to follow him involuntarily, and paused briefly moment.

The sensitivity of the other party was quite unexpected. Almost immediately, he noticed the gaze of the pedestrian Ayatsuji, and then turned his head to look at it. Their eyes collided in mid-air, and sparks that did not exist splashed out. The entire face of the pedestrian is hidden behind the fox mask, and no emotion can be seen from the body.

Surprisingly, he smiled at Ayatsuji pedestrian, it was a nice smile.

Afterwards, it was Ryosuke Araki who looked away first, and he whispered something to the owner of the apple candy stall beside him, and then turned his gaze to the pedestrian Ayatsuji again.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see here." Dazai Osamu pulled his kimono sleeves, and cast a scrutinizing gaze at Ayatsuji pedestrians.

Ryosuke Araki nodded, looked away, and left with the other party.

And the footsteps of Ayatsuji pedestrians stood in the same place, until their figures left, he raised his footsteps in the same direction they were walking, did not take a few steps, but was stopped by the apple candy seller very affectionately .

The peddler handed him candy apples: "That person has already paid for it."

Action was faster than thinking, and his hand had already reached out to take the bamboo stick. Ayatsuji pedestrians were slightly puzzled, feeling that there was something beyond his cognition.

He lowered his head and glanced at the sweet candy in his hand, lost in thought.

Although it is true that he has been staring at it...but does he really want to eat candy that much?

Ayatsuji pedestrian took off the fox mask on his face expressionlessly, and then tentatively licked the surface of the syrup... Mmm, delicious.

In this way, the homicide detective abandoned his vigilance, and walked towards the most crowded place while eating the apple candy bought by others, thinking about puzzles that ordinary people could not understand, thinking like a high-speed computer Analyzing the hidden message of the conversation just now.

If nothing else, these two people are the new combination that made the Yokohama Rishi world dare not act rashly some time ago.

The boy with purple eyes should be Ryosuke Araki, the next successor of Yokohama's local gangster port mafia, and beside him is a young mafia named Osamu Dazai.

The message can be extracted from their conversation, that is, the leader who was sick and bedridden not long ago will also appear at the fireworks ceremony this time, which is why the government did not cancel the ceremony... You can't show your cowardice in front of the mafia.

Therefore, Ayatsuji’s analysis was not wrong.

After eating the candy, he obediently wrapped the bamboo sticks in a handkerchief, put them in his pocket for storage, and put on the fox mask again.

He was already standing in the center of the celebration along with the flow of people, and it could be seen that it was isolated not far away. It was the exclusive position for the highest-level dignitaries, probably belonging to the mayor or the Mafia, separated from the lively crowd.

Ayatsuji Xingren didn't bother to take out his mobile phone, so as not to see the assistant's text message bombardment.

So he squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, recalled the temperature and wind direction of today's weather forecast that he had seen before leaving for a while, roughly figured out what time it is now, and then walked towards the back door of the building where the fireworks were going to be set off.

As expected, he was stopped by a bodyguard while walking towards the back door of the building.

Ayatsuji pedestrians were asked to show their identification. Of course, the first step was to take off the damn fox mask.

The moment the bodyguard stretched out his hand to his mask, Ayatsuji pedestrian grabbed his hand, pulled him towards him, and then slashed at the back of the neck of the bodyguard in the suit neatly, without muddling , even any fighter present will be shocked by his standard move, because it is so accurate.

The body fell limply in the direction of Ayatsuji Pedestrian, and he moved his body away a moment before his limbs touched, without touching anything.

Ayatsuji pedestrian squatted down, took off the opponent's bodyguard uniform, and took out his ID card from inside.

He fiddled with his hands casually, turned the guy over, and compared the faces on the identity sheet.

If it was the assistant who was present, he might have opened his mouth in surprise, because this face belonged to the employee who had been confirmed dead.

Alas, something that can be figured out with a little brainstorming, why the group of government people asked him to come to Yokohama, I really don’t understand, it made Ayatsuji pedestrians begin to doubt the professional level of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, so Just use your own ability to verify it.

Because there are two conditions for the activation of Ayatsuji Xingren's ability - first, accept the commission.Second, someone was killed.

Fireworks celebration explosion. Since the bombing case and the employee's death happened together, there must be a connection. He accepted the commission to investigate the employee's death, and it is true that someone was killed. Therefore, Ayatsuji pedestrians tried to reason out a general conclusion , his supernatural ability should have worked, but the result is that no prisoner died of accidental death.

This points directly to the conclusion that the case does not exist at all.

That person was not killed at all... So, such a simple truth, a fool should know it.

This guy simply wanted to use his own death to cover up his whereabouts, and then took the opportunity to light a bomb... No, it should be fireworks.

What a clumsy play on words, saying that the fireworks set off at twelve lights will be ignited together with the bomb. It is obvious that the bomb is hidden in the fireworks. I am afraid that this criminal is still complacent and playing with the fixed thinking of the police Bar.

One of the most deadly flaws of criminals who make terrorist attacks is that they always like to mingle with the frontline crowd to watch the disasters they have created by themselves. Some people prefer to pretend to be innocent victims, so the closer they are to the fireworks The location is more likely to be the viewing place chosen by the prisoner.

So stupid.

Everyone in Ayatsuji will be ashamed of them, so why not do something different.

With such a mood in mind, he took out the handcuffs hidden in his kimono, dragged the prisoner to a corner, handcuffed him there, and sent a text message to his fourth assistant, who must be worrying at the moment , Let her come and detain the criminal.

Afterwards, Ayatsuji pedestrian raised his head and looked towards the roof.

He still needs to clean up the mess, because as expected, this guy sensed the cat's arrival like a mouse, and he must have lit the fireworks in advance.

Ayatsuji walked into the building through the back door, adjusted the mask on his face, and then calmly pressed the button of the elevator.

He waited patiently for a few seconds, and with a ding dong, the elevator door finally opened, revealing a familiar face.

Ayatsuji Xingren: "..." He never expected to see that person named Ryosuke Araki here.

"Upstairs? The government?"

Araki Ryosuke showed that sly expression, maybe he didn't realize it, when he started to think about some bad idea, his purple eyes would light up slightly, which looked extraordinarily cute, making people want to get closer, more than Ayatsuji pedestrians Many of the doll collectibles are even cuter.

"Thank you, you are really smart." Ryosuke Araki said, "We saw your actions from the surveillance video, thank you for helping to find the traitor."

He winked, and the mafia in suits behind him had already walked in the direction where Ayatsuji pedestrians were handcuffing the criminal.

Ayatsuji Pedestrian was a little surprised, but it wasn't too unexpected, because he had seen the camera a long time ago.

"I feel that you are very different from the very beginning? What's your name?" Ryosuke Araki started a one-sided chat.

Without choosing to answer the question, Ayatsuji walked into the elevator, and pressed the button to close the elevator under Araki Ryosuke's surprised expression.

He stretched out his hand to support his fox mask, then lowered his head and edited a string of text on the phone, and held it up to Ryosuke Araki.

——The roof, bomb. Bomb.

"Oh... no wonder you didn't leave," the purple-eyed young man said thoughtfully, looking at the elevator numbers and jumping up, he asked, "I almost understand... But do you know how to speak? Or are you afraid of revealing your identity by speaking?" ?”

Ayatsuji Xingren edited his phone, thought about it, and then deleted everything, choosing to remain silent.

Mystery.

"Well, it looks like you don't want to say who you are, so forget it, Mr. Fox." Ryosuke Araki spread his hands, "But I probably guessed it, it's someone from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I heard that the case was transferred to Killed them. In fact, it is very unnecessary, because that guy is a traitor of Hong Kong gangsters, and he probably wants to take revenge on Hong Kong gangsters, we will solve it."

Not long after his words fell, the elevator made a ding-dong sound and reached the top of the building smoothly.

The moment the door was about to open, Ayatsuji pedestrian took off the fox mask on his face, put the mask on his face while covering his eyes, and quickly moved his hand somewhere on the elevator button After pressing a few numbers, he decided to do something from his heart. Ever since he saw Araki Ryosuke's face, he was thinking about it.

So, he lowered his head through the mask and kissed Araki Ryosuke's cheek.

——Thank you for the candy, doll.

This is the equivalent return that Ayatsuji pedestrians think... Well, almost, if possible, he hopes that Araki Ryosuke is a real doll, so that he can take him home, but he is not, so Unfortunately.

Otherwise, let's talk about it later, maybe his fifth supervisor is very likely to be him.

Then, thinking this way, Ayatsuji walked out of the elevator quickly, and the elevator doors closed behind him.

Ryosuke Araki: "...??!"

Ayatsuji's pedestrians had already politely sent him back to the first floor, but the buttons on the other floors couldn't light up no matter how they were pressed, who knew what this guy had done.

"..."

Osamu Dazai was waiting at the door of the elevator on the first floor, and the elevator door opened with a bang.

Ryosuke Araki's flushed face was revealed, holding a fox mask in his hand, he lowered his hand and made a bell sound, his guilty eyes fluttered.

Seeing his expression, Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "...? What's wrong?"

Ryosuke Araki: "Nothing."

He growled inwardly.

——Why is he so innocent? !Wasn't it just being kissed? ! !

So, who the hell is that guy from the Supernatural Secret Service Division? !Don't let him meet him again!