Yokohama First Reconstruction Division

The smell of human flesh and blood nearby... suddenly became very strong, and the eyes, tired of dozing off, opened completely.

Ghosts live by eating people. They are tired from not eating for a long time and feel instinctively hungry.

He couldn't beat Nasu Shiraki, and naturally he couldn't beat him, but couldn't he eat some other weak human beings?

So tired quietly climbed up from the tatami.

Akutagawa, who was at the door, asked indifferently but persistently: "Silver asked you to study high school courses, why did she do that?"

Shiraki finally knew the purpose of Akutagawa's visit.

It was almost time for Professor Shansen to visit, so Shiraki decided to make a quick decision, "Silver just wants to study and study. You are an older brother, you can go back and have a good chat with her. She is only 16 years old, right? Ask her if she wants to Willing to go back to school."

At 10:32, Professor Shansen and his wife have not yet appeared.With such a conspicuous mustard river blocking his door, he couldn't even look outside.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't understand Shiraki's meaning, his deep black pupils looked sharp, "Your ability is very unusual, material reconstruction, what exactly do you mean...Hey, why are you smiling so strangely today? ?”

Shiraki maintained his good-student smile, and looked at Akutagawa with gentle and harmless eyes: "I have guests at home, can you solve your problem later?"

Akutagawa didn't follow his pace, "I don't want to ask a second time, you can choose now...who!?"

People who come out of the mafia really have extraordinary intuition when they are on the verge of life and death. Akutagawa put his hand on Shiraki's shoulder, pushed him in first, and then broke into Shiraki's house by himself .

Professor Shansen and his wife, who were peeking behind the tree, froze.

Professor Sen also unknowingly accepted the strange setting: "It's fine for female students, I said our medical school... why do male students confess to Bai Mu every month? Does he really like boys more?" ?”

Mrs. Shansen directly took a breath of cold air: "The action is so intimate and domineering, it directly pushed Bai Mu in... Husband, this progress is not right, pull the curtains in broad daylight! Will Bai Mu be willing? Can we still go out now? !?"

The curtains in Bai Mu's house were drawn tightly, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window, but it cost electricity to turn on the lights instead.

After being accidentally pushed into his home, Shiraki's business smile finally disappeared. He backed away from Akutagawa's hand, frowned and said, "Get out."

After scanning Shiraki's home, Akutagawa felt a chill—for no other reason, there were rows of bookshelves on the pale walls, neatly packed with books, so simple that there was almost no breath of life in the living room, he glanced at it. I saw three creepy life-size models of human bones.

There are posters on the wall with heart diagrams and brain anatomy diagrams. On the dining table, there is actually an imported medical projection surgery simulator costing millions. The 3D human spleen projected on it rotates without dead ends. Every detail is revealed.

...I don't know how Bai Mu managed to eat while sitting next to this thing!

Akutagawa Ryunosuke from the Mafia, thought it would not be strange to find some human tissues soaked in formalin after going in and walking around.This Shiraki, who looks cute and beautiful with a good smile, is simply more terrifying than the most ruthless killer of the Mafia, reminding him of the anti-social Frankenstein he has seen in horror movies.

Akutagawa felt suffocated.He tried to turn his gaze to the only normal-looking place in the room, trying to find the fleeting killing intent on him just now.

The door of the guest room was ajar, and the tatami in the bedroom was a bit messy, but there was no one there.

Shiraki noticed the empty tatami, and his eyes froze.

"Rashomon—jaw!"

Akutagawa's reaction was astonishingly fast, the long clothes on his body instantly turned into a black beast, cutting off the spider web that bounced from behind him.

The tired figure was exposed from the shadows.

The longing for human flesh and blood made his pupils cloudy, and the spider silk on his fingertips shone coldly, and he cut off the bookshelf on the white wood living room wall with a raised hand.

The spider's silk was as sharp as a knife, and the row of books was cut in half.

As the area of ​​Rashomon's display continued to expand, broken books fell from the wall, the broken white pages scattered, and the wind brought by Rashomon flew all over the sky.

Shiraki's smile disappeared.

Here, Ayaki was beating tiredly, and soon became desperate. This human being is so strong, he seems to be going to starve again.

Akutagawa was surprised to find that when he took the opportunity to cut off Ayaki Lei's arm, he was reborn in minutes.

They looked at each other in the snowy pages of the book, but they were thinking about the same thing - what kind of breed is this thing in front of them?

Until Shiraki made a move, "You stepped on my book, give me...enough is enough! Extraordinary power - material reconstruction!"

The spider silk that hadn't cut people in the air disappeared.

Rashomon shrunk by a size visible to the naked eye, and Akutagawa suddenly opened his eyes wide, "You can actually weaken my ability?"

Shiraki glanced at him, but didn't answer right away. Akutagawa was about to ask, but he looked at the three human skeleton models...like the three skeleton soldiers summoned by the necromancer, they came to life like the three skeleton soldiers summoned by the necromancer, and slowly moved towards the one who kept an inch. The white-haired kid ran over.

Lian Li was stunned, and the three skeleton soldiers pulled out their thigh bones, and struck the back of Li's neck in turn with astonishing hand speed like a taiko master.

After a while, the skeleton soldier put his thigh bone back, dragged tired tired again into the room, and stuffed it into the tatami.

Shiraki knelt on the ground, earnestly repairing his book, Akutagawa looked at him without even raising his head, while the cracked walls around him were recovering, and the sofa that had been hacked in the fight recovered within a few breaths. It seemed that even those skeletons spontaneously ran back to their original places and stood still.

Rashomon stood ready, Akutagawa's eyes were fixed on Shiraki's movements without blinking.

Bai Mu repaired all the broken pages, raised his head with displeasure, and said, "What else do you want? I didn't try my best to dismantle your abilities, not because I was afraid of you, but because... I have the ability to go to your house to fight." Demolish my house because I know how to rebuild it, did you pay for the maintenance? Why are you so bad?"

Akutagawa froze for a moment, "...don't change the subject, what's going on with your supernatural power?"

Shiraki took out a book from the nearby bookshelf and threw it directly to Akutagawa, "Turn to the third page."

Akutagawa didn't know why, but he did it anyway.

"Chapter 1 of "Junior High School Physics" - the basic composition of atoms, you go back and study on your own first, and I will explain my abilities to you."

Akutagawa: "???"

Bai Mu showed disgust: "If you don't understand this...don't come to me, just ask your sister. By the way, your sister asked me to give her tutoring at [-] o'clock in the evening, and tell her that I have no problem with my time here." .”

Akutagawa: "..."

A probing voice came from the door: "Baimu... Baimu? Are you at home?"

Shiraki reacted immediately, and adjusted the expression on his face within a second, "Mrs. Shanmori, Professor Shanmori."

Professor Shansen rushed in without taking off his shoes, carrying the bricks he picked up at the door, "Are you all right, Shiraki? He didn't force-force you... eh?"

The ground in the house was messy, Bai Mu fell to the ground, surrounded by books on the bookshelves, and this cold-looking young man in black cloak seemed to have an extraordinarily cold expression.

...It seems that the scene he thought didn't happen?

Shiraki has switched to his own profile: "I'm sorry... I made you laugh. Akutagawa, thank you for your help, I'm fine now."

There was a younger sister in the family who was short-handed, Akutagawa saw that this was not the right time, so he turned around and left.

The visit of the Shanmori and his wife was full of twists and turns. Shiraki deliberately walked into Li's room in front of them, kept the door at an angle so that the Shanmori and his wife could see their backs, and walked over to tuck in the quilt for Lei.

The Shansen couple had known for a long time that Shiraki had a grandfather, and this was the first time they came to his house to see it with their own eyes.

But only saw an "old man" with white hair inside the door, covered with a quilt, lying sideways on the tatami mat, seemingly sleeping soundly.

Bai Mu walked out lightly, closed the door carefully, opened all the curtains in the living room, and let in the gentle sunlight from outside, "I'm sorry, when Grandpa was sober, he said that he must thank Master and Mrs. Teacher's wife has taken care of me for the past two years, but after taking the "medicine", my grandfather... fell asleep."

Professor Shansen hesitated and said, "Your grandfather is..."

Shiraki bowed: "Sorry, my grandpa has dementia."

They are all doctors, so they naturally understand the difficulty of this disease.The two professors changed the subject and praised Shiraki's living room for its careful decoration, and students from other medical schools should learn from it.

Before leaving, Mrs. Shansen still held Shiraki's hand, "It's not easy for you child, even if you are in love, don't care what the other party's status is, as long as it makes you happy, we will support you, no matter what others say , and don’t have any psychological burden.”

Hearing this, Bai Mu felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it for a while, so he looked like a good student and said, "If possible, I would like to take Monday off with you two... The explosion that happened in our place last night is indeed true. still……"

He didn't finish speaking, deliberately leaving space for the two of them to imagine. Without further ado, Professor Shansen waved his big hand and said, "Have a good rest, don't be too tired! Don't scare us suddenly like you were in your freshman year. "

Meanwhile, on the other side of Yokohama.

"...a gold medal in the national physics competition, a high school student who skipped grades, after being admitted to a prestigious overseas school in Tokyo, he suddenly re-takes the college entrance examination and is admitted to the medical school with a No. Reading Nasu Shiraki's materials, I couldn't help but feel longing, "Mr. Dazai, what are we going to investigate about him? After all, he is only 1 years old, and he is already in his sophomore year... Is this the life of a top student? "

Dazai lay on the sofa in the rest room, covered his face with a newspaper, closed his eyes and meditated, "Probably, because his dependent grandfather suffered from Alzheimer's disease, so he gave up his career as an architect, dropped out of school and returned to Yokohama to change careers Studying medicine... such a huge life transition has become reasonable."

Dazai Osamu's voice was melodious, "But in the early morning...his house was bombed like that, did you see him rushing back to see his grandpa?"

Dun froze suddenly.

"Either his grandfather's identity is false, or...he is not as weak and pitiful as he appears at all. Shiraki is really interesting." Dazai took down the newspaper, his kite-colored eyes were a little tired, but More is interesting.

Osamu Dazai stood up, "Atsushi, go back to the dormitory and sleep."

The Armed Detective Agency was empty because except for the two people who jumped off the ship, the rest of the members were still on vacation on the cruise ship and would not disembark until the evening.

"I'll give you a piece of advice, Atsushi." Osamu Dazai yawned, showing a lazy and smooth smile, "...don't go back to this office until evening."

Don: "Huh?"

At twelve noon, Bai Mu, who had sent off two waves of guests, had lunch on time, and opened his work mailbox to check his mail.

There was a new job commission lying quietly inside, still pinching the on-site repair service appointment sent at 23:59 last night.

The time is two o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday today, and the sender is the Armed Detective Agency.

It's just that the sending time, the casual tone of voice, and the lack of a signature on the signature... are not the rigorous style of Mr. Kunikida who usually contacts him.

The amount of commission was satisfactory, and it was time for Bai Mu to save money, so he was going to make orders according to the agreement.

It's just that when he went out, he also thought about it... Who is this letter from?

He figured it out quickly.

Because when he arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, he met Chuya Nakahara at the door.

This Hong Kong black cadre is different from the previous image. The blue eyes seem to be enduring something so they are amazingly bright. The bright orange side braid under the hat is messy and fluffy. The choker on the neck is missing. Even the meticulous The buttons of the vest she was wearing were all torn off, and the neckline was also torn open, revealing the fair but firm skin underneath.

... This body is far beyond the usual sense of lust, and people can't help but stop for him.