Stable Polarized Practice

"Ranbu... sir?"

The moment An Ding realized something was wrong, she pressed her hand on the handle of the knife at her waist. Her azure blue eyes were still innocent and round, but suddenly became sharper, glowing with cold fluorescence in the dim room.

No, it's not just that Mr. Ranpo is gone!

Fu Sangshen, who was vigilant all over, ran to the window, and pushed open the dark window of the Armed Detective Agency, which still had the old-fashioned privacy film.

"...all gone." An Ding murmured.

Not only Edogawa Ranpo, who was talking to himself just now, but also the people who should have been flocking to the commercial street of the Armed Detective Agency at night, all disappeared.

Just now, the bustling noise could be heard through the closed windows, but now outside the window, only thick white mist can be seen, and only the empty sound of "soughing" can be heard in the ears, the thick and heavy The fog almost covered most of the field of vision that can be recognized by the human eye. Even Token Fusangshen, who sees night as day, can only see a distance of less than ten meters.

The building is empty.

An Ding came to this conclusion very quickly, and then decisively pulled the window frame, stepped on the window edge with one foot, took off with all his legs, and jumped directly from the fourth floor of the red brick building, with blue and white mountain patterns The haori was blown "violently" by the falling airflow, Fu Sangshen jumped out from the height of the four-story building like a nimble cat, twisting its body in mid-air, and landed on the ground lightly and delicately. Even the sound of landing is inaudible.

When I look down from upstairs, I don’t have any real feeling. When the empty shop is really within reach, I can realize the feeling that only myself is left in this whole space. Even An Ding feels that it’s strange that he’s mentally tense now. .

An Ding looked away from the steaming coffee cup in the M window with a blank expression, glanced at the smoky road where the driverless car crashed into a serial car accident, and recognized the direction. A faint blue arc appeared on his body.

There was a little "zilazila" electric sound in his breathing, and An Ding spit out a mouthful of scorching air, and blue-white electric sparks flashed across his eyes.

In the next second, Fu Sangshen, who was covered with blue mountain-patterned feathers, had disappeared from the spot, and the air was scorched by the electric current until the smell of burnt light rose slightly. Lightning, using the unowned vehicle parked in the middle of the road as its foothold, drew a "Z" shaped dazzling trajectory, and quickly left the street very purposefully.

Why did everyone disappear?Was it someone else who disappeared or him?Who else will exist in this space?Is it because of the particularity that does not belong to this world that makes me alone?If so, what about Qingguang?

An Ding made a decisive decision—he was going to find Qing Guang.

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The reconnaissance value of Dao is not just talk.

Even in the dark night when even the moon is dim, the Fusangshen of the sword type will not be affected by the visible range. With an overwhelming advantage, Da Dao also has completely unaffected vision and keen perception, just like now——

The red nail polish is bright and full, and to some extent, it looks subtly similar to the red apple stuck on the blade. The long and slender fingers holding the short silver handle paused slightly, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly opened up. A red light flashed out of the rising white mist.

Qing Guang turned his head abruptly, behind him should be the troops of the port mafia standing neatly, but at this time there was no one there, only the eerie mist continued to pervade.

The sound of human breathing, heartbeat, clothes rubbing and the soles of shoes touching the ground that could be heard in the ears disappeared without a trace in an instant, and there was no warning—Fu Sangshen with black hair and red eyes Slightly squinting his eyes, he gently pulled out the silver delicate short blade stuck on the apple.

His main body knife is still with Mr. Nakaya, and there are only two magazine belts for storing bullets. It is not clear whether he needs to fight in this weird situation. Qingguang thought for a while, and then put the sharp knife carefully. Tucked into the inside of the mid-tube high-heeled boots.

Was it made by a supernatural being?Is the current situation caused by this fog?Can I leave this area?Does anyone else exist anywhere else?What about stability?

Da Dao, who was wearing an armed belt, took down two submachine guns, his fingers painted with bright red nail polish were resting on the trigger, and the heels of his high-heeled boots touched the ground without making any sound. God carried two submachine guns, and left here cautiously and quickly.

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You are not the only one who exists in this space.

As soon as the model didn't run too far, An Ding was keenly aware that in a certain direction, someone seemed to be fighting in this strange white mist. There was the clang of cold weapons colliding.

An Ning's footsteps paused, and then he turned in a different direction. The soft gray-blue cloth was wrapped from the elbow to the wrist, covering the metacarpal and the middle finger. Before him, his slender but powerful fingers rested firmly on the handle of the knife, concealing his aura. The blue-haired Fu Sangshen cautiously approached the place where the sound of the battle was heard, until he stepped on the nearby roof and entered the It was only when the warring parties within the visible range reflected the blue eyes from the dense fog:

"...with Ms. Yosano?"

An Ding was slightly taken aback.

The woman with the golden butterfly hair ornament is holding a machete half a person tall, and is aggressively slashing at the other "self" glowing with transparent blue fluorescence. After hearing the stable voice, she barely separates her eyes and looks at it. , after finding out that he was an acquaintance, he didn't show the expression of seeing his companion, but his expression became more serious.

Yosano Akiko slashed fiercely, cutting off half of the other "self"'s arm. After seeing An Ding's right hand pressed on the handle of the knife and ready to help, he took a big step back even more vigilantly. Looking over with cold eyes, he shouted in a serious tone:

"Don't move! Lift up your bangs first!"

An Ding: "...Huh?"

An Ding was taken aback. Although he didn't understand the meaning of this strange request, he obediently brushed off the hair on his forehead, and asked hesitantly, "Is that so?"

The bangs and broken hair in front of the forehead were pulled up, revealing a white and clean forehead. After seeing that there was no red spar on the forehead of the blue-haired boy, Yosano Akiko relaxed slightly. The machete took another step back, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and explained in a steady tone:

"In this mist, the supernatural powers of the supernatural beings will be separated, and they will attack the supernatural beings. Only by crushing the red crystal on the forehead of the supernatural powers can-"

Before he could finish talking with Akiko Yosano, he saw the blue-haired boy blink his eyes, and said "Is that so" thoughtfully. " flashed, accompanied by the sound of "bang" like thunder, and Yosano Akiko blinked, and saw half of "my" head fell to the ground, the incision was smooth and smooth, enough to show that the guy who did it was superb swordsmanship , the red spar that was directly connected to half of the head from the middle fell to the ground, and shattered into powder with a "snap".

Fu Sangshen of the blue haori stood up straight from the posture of drawing his sword and slashing his upper body, and said in a light tone: "Then this will be no problem."

Although she regained her supernatural powers, Yosano Akiko was still in a complicated mood: "..."

This is indeed no problem, but... my head suddenly felt a chilly feeling.

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"Huh?! What is this?!"

The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen held a rough submachine gun, looking vigilantly at a creature in the shape of a transparent cheetah and beast, with a blue light shining all over his body and a red spar on his forehead. Taking a step back, the finger with bright nail polish is already on the trigger.

The cheetah whose body is made of transparent blue light is staring straight at its "prey", lowers the front half of the body, bends the soft spine into an arc, and accumulates strength with the powerful hind thighs - this is the precursor to the attack!

The red pupils narrowed slightly, Da Dao Fu Sangshen's eyes froze, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Da da da da da-"

Dazzling flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and the densely packed bullets contained terrifying penetrating power and enough force to smash a concrete wall. Countless bullets poured towards the cheetah shining with transparent blue light.

The cheetah is a beast that is very good at running at high speed, and the cheetah's supernatural power also has an extremely strong and tough body. It is not difficult for the cheetah to avoid attacks at high speed and get close to the prey, even if it is unavoidable to dodge a large area. The bullets of the past, it can still be defended through a "copper skin and iron bone"——

However, without anyone noticing, Dao Fu Sangshen with a dignified expression unknowingly, from his back upwards, the entire blade was covered with a faint dark red light. The single-magazine submachine gun spraying flames and bullets, the dark red light engulfing the bullets that escaped from the muzzle of the gun, suddenly penetrated the body of the cheetah with more than doubled speed and strength.

Later, several bullets with the same dark red light pierced through other parts of its body, including the red spar on its forehead.

With the shattering of the red spar, the supernatural power of the cheetah disappeared in just a few seconds. Holding the submachine gun that was already hot in his hand, the black-haired and red-eyed Da Dao Fu Sangshen finally breathed a sigh of relief. : "Phew...fortunately, I brought a weapon - eh? eh?! What's going on?!"

After the crisis was resolved, Fu Sangshen, whose smooth black hair was tied into small braids and hung on his shoulders, with a long red scarf hanging on his chest, and golden earrings dangling on his earlobes, realized that something was wrong with his surroundings——

Why is there a large circular radiating crack in the position where I am standing, as if it has been crushed by a heavy object!The heels of the high heels sank into the ground!What happened?Are you so heavy?If it's really that heavy, it wouldn't be cute at all, would it? ! !

--the other side.

The dark red light of the gravity ability was shining all over his body, and there was a red scabbard hanging on his waist. He was fighting with a flower knife. Zhongyuan Zhong also crushed a supernatural ability that attacked him, frowning and watching the "didi" in his hand. "Mobile phone with busy tone.

"Tsk, the boss's phone can't be reached."

He didn't notice that the sword at his waist was also covered with a dark red supernatural light, and Zhongyuan Zhong also hung up the phone that couldn't be answered with a sullen face.