chaldea travel agency

As time goes by, more and more people gather in the old office building, and the cordon has been pulled up around, but it can't stop people's curiosity, and some plan to wait for the first time after the accident to shoot the catastrophic photos, shared on the Internet as the rest of the conversation.

The people on the first and second floors had already been evacuated, Junichiro Tanizaki was sandwiched between them, being pushed and shoved by the crowd to look around, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Naomi was not among these people.

Just as he was about to use his ability to cover up his figure and rush in, the phone rang, and it was Dazai Osamu.

Tanizaki Junichiro followed the guidance on the phone and climbed up to the roof of a nearby building. As soon as Dazai Osamu saw him, he waved from a distance. The beige coat he normally wore was wrapped around his waist, and bloodstains could be seen faintly. : "It's all here now."

"Naomi! Naomi is still inside, I can go in!" He introduced himself in a hurry, and the anxiety revealed in his words was conveyed to other members of the Armed Detective Agency.

Kunikida Doppo pushed up his glasses and reported another news: "Mr. Ranpo is also inside."

The atmosphere suddenly became dry.

"Mr. Dazai, what shall we do next?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

Osamu Dazai took out an apple out of nowhere, asked Kunikida Doppo for some tissues, wiped it casually and prepared to eat it, and smiled unhurriedly after hearing the boy's question: "Okay, okay , then we just need to watch."

"but!"

Another voice intervened, pure but full of steady strength, which effectively soothed the impatience accumulated in Atsushi Nakajima's chest.

"The detective agency should be affected by us. I can guarantee the safety of all the staff of the detective agency." Fujimaru Lixiang blocked the sunlight with his hands, looked up at the office building, and learned through the contract that the kidnappers were divided into two groups. Dial, and control the third and fourth floors at the same time, and now all personnel are concentrated in the detective agency.

After getting this information, the members of the detective agency had different expressions. Didn't the source of their information not be as timely and effective as the person who opened the publishing house?

Only Osamu Dazai wowed, and said: "Then after watching a good show here, it seems to be a good experience after thinking about it."

"This time I will remove the air cushion." Fujimaru Tateka finished and patted Gaitia on the shoulder, "Here is a mirror."

Getia glanced at him coldly, the ten rings sounded, and several water mirrors were woven by magic, clearly reflecting the scene inside the detective agency.

"This is...in the agency?" Atsushi Nakajima was still in the agency not long ago. Of course, he is very concerned about the placement of some small items inside, such as the snack boxes sent by the writers, such as the teacups he took out to entertain guests, and memories. In the exact.

After a period of relaxation, the dry atmosphere suddenly fell into the abyss.

This ability is too convenient, so convenient that it makes people feel terrible.

Maybe the inexperienced teenagers don't understand the horror of this ability, but others do.This ability means that you can see anywhere in the world, and all secrets will be revealed by the water mirror.

Sensitively aware of the changes in the atmosphere, but to be honest, Fujimaru Tachika does not know the specific operating principle of the water mirror, what is the maximum distance that can be seen, although the magic circuit has become better, but in the knowledge of magic In terms of reserves, he still can't match the serious magician.

He bit his lower lip and thought hard for a while, but Dazai Osamu explained to others first: "Don't be so nervous, it's just a mirror that can see farther. For us, there are more animals than mice." A pair of eyes."

With the young man's words, the vigilance of Kunikida Doppo and others was slightly diluted.

At this time, the voice of the kidnapper came from the mirror.

Judging from the observation of the water mirror, they are fully prepared, from body armor to goggles, and weapons are also equipped in every possible way. It can be seen that they have been planning for a long time.

"Call your boss out." With the sound of the gun being raised, the barrel of the black gun rested on Fujiwara Koko's forehead, "Otherwise, start with that blue-haired kid and come one by one."

Unlike other people, the woman sat on the stool, even in the face of a critical moment, the expression on her face was very calm.

The neatly manicured nails exuded beautiful pearls. She lightly folded her hands and placed them in front of her belly, with her back straightened in a dignified and elegant posture.

"If it's just related to us, then you don't have to involve people who have nothing to do with the detective agency." She replied neither humble nor humble, "Just leave me and the writers from the publishing house here."

The leader grinned, with an expression of sure victory: "That's not okay, miss. The detective agency is involved because of your affairs, will they direct their hatred at you first? If we don't get what we want, then Trouble."

"With all due respect, this kind of provocation is too clumsy. I don't think neither the detective agency nor the publishing house will be caught by such a trick." Fujiwara Xiangzi also had a hint of a smile on her lips.

Through the real-time broadcast of the water mirror, it can be seen that Andersen and Shakespeare are leaning on the same desk, while Scheherazade and the civilian staff of the detective agency stay opposite them.

"Hmm... It seems that you don't have much motivation. It must be because the deadline for the commissioned by the port mafia has passed, so it's starting to be decadent. I'll cheer them on." Fujimaru Tachika looked at the screen, mercilessly Speaking of which, he turned to Osamu Dazai to borrow his mobile phone to dial the landline of the detective agency.

The others wanted to prevent him from further stimulating the kidnappers, so Nakahara Nakaya took a step forward to put on a protective posture. If he wanted to stop Fujimaru Tateka, he had to hit this person first. No matter how you think about it, it is not something that can be done in a short time .

The landline rang three times before the kidnapper reached out to pick it up.

"Hello, I'm the president of the publishing house. There is a refreshing male voice coming from the microphone, even in a chaotic environment, people can't feel bad.

"Hey? Are you finally willing to show up?" The leader showed a ferocious smile, "Listen..."

Before he finished his request, the other party took the lead in asking: "Please release it first, I want to confirm that my members are safe."

This request is also reasonable, and it also confirms that the information that the Russian said is correct. This group of members is very important to the president of the publishing house. It is most appropriate to exchange the members for the inheritance of the combination they want.

The leader pressed the speakerphone, and the young man's voice immediately filled the tense atmosphere of the detective agency, but what he said was not concerned: "Good afternoon, everyone in the publishing house, as you can see, the one-day vacation is coming soon Spending time during the kidnapping~! Another thing to mention is that the new deadline has been confirmed, just a week later, whether it is a third-rate novel or a good morning, good afternoon, good night CD, all must be completed on schedule! Then, that's it!"

pat.

Fujimaru Tachika hung up the phone directly.

Realizing that the atmosphere on the rooftop had become extremely delicate, he looked around: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Uh..." Atsushi Nakajima muffled his voice, not knowing what to say.

Kunikida Doppo hit the nail on the head: "You are more like extortion?"

Fujimaru Tachika waved his hand and corrected his wording: "No way, I am stimulating the potential of writers."

Inside the water mirror.

"Hello? Hello? Hey!" Holding the handset that was playing the busy tone, he felt that he was being bitten by the leader of the kidnappers. He swept the landline with his long arm and immediately smashed it to the ground, and the parts flew around in an instant, "Are you kidding me!"

Without any hesitation, he signaled to his companions that all their bullets were loaded, and there was no need to continue the negotiation.

"Haha..." The little blue-haired writer let out a low laugh, which was sarcasm no matter how he heard it.

"Go to hell and laugh, brat!"

"I'm in hell right now!" The roar of infinite anger penetrated the water mirror, and the author's roar echoed in the world, "Even if you don't use your brain to formulate a strategy, you should understand the truth of one piece and one relaxation!? Endless Endless deadlines, this has already exceeded the limit of hell, and has reached the ultimate state of affairs that cannot be compared even if the structures that have sunk into the deep sea are salvaged! You have exploited too much, you devil!!"

Outside the water mirror, Fujimaru Tachika nodded with satisfaction: "Look, isn't this motivation?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "... I always feel that the living environment of the publishing house is worse than imagined."

Kunikida and the others nodded and nodded in agreement.

With the beginning of the children's writer, Shakespeare also stood up and said in a poetic tone: "If the whole year is like a holiday, isn't it as tiring as working day after day?"

"Stop blowing it, do you think I can't see your imminent storm?" Andersen said in a harsh tone, the quill suddenly appeared in his hand, and the paper that appeared out of thin air flew to all parts of the detective agency and merged into the bodies of the heroes .

Observing people with the skill Human Observation is a technique for observing and understanding people, which can make your companions more aware of the enemy's weaknesses.

"Damn it, so it's a supernatural person! That guy never said such information!" The kidnappers didn't know what happened in a short period of time, and some people planned to take advantage of the confusion to shoot.

"Please put it down. I beg you, do not pick the flower in the garden, even if its petals are full, and do not take up anger, even if you have not obtained the treasure you want."

That voice is like a cool breeze in the heat, and like the only fire in the bitter cold. As long as you listen carefully, the restlessness in your heart will disappear without a trace.

Narrator ex.

Impromptu adjustments are made according to the mood and mental state of the listener. No matter how violent the enemy is, he will become patient and listen to her narration.

The actions of the kidnappers all slowed down a beat. At some time, a scroll appeared in the woman's hand. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the golden tear-shaped sitting was in a different style. The wise girl was quite troubled: "That, that... early Good afternoon, good night, if we record the cd together, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will cause death from overwork... Master, I'm very sorry, I'm not good at business, but this is the only thing, please be lenient... So, please allow me to refuse!"

After finishing speaking, she opened a corner of the scroll, and the scroll wrapped everyone in the Armed Detective Agency like a long river.The pink light sprinkled down with the extension of the paper, and the overlapping appearance seemed like flowers blooming, and also like the mountains and seas of books that she and her sisters had read together.

There is a strong guard in the living boudoir, protecting this small space and turning it into a living garden.

The leader slammed his mouth and swiped at the scroll, but all of them were stopped by blue-skinned elves who appeared inexplicably.Not only that, but there were also many small villains popping up from everywhere, entangled the kidnappers, and the scene fell into a stalemate for a while.

In that boudoir, the stories of One Thousand and One Nights are flowing slowly, whether it is comedy or tragedy, all are invited to present.Stories are like life, gorgeous but without mercy, the fantasy drama born in the world, and the dream of returning to reality, all are told here.

"Even the wise girl is getting motivated. In your words, it's clearly time to be or not to be." The children's writer sighed. An ending—then let me write your life, the title is... yes, a story written for you!"

He took advantage of the opportunity to write a series of handwriting in the air, and the fluorescent blue text exploded suddenly, melting into the body of his companion beside him, "Okay, I'll strengthen you! Occasionally it's good to write some stories about youth, but there's only one thing I'm talking about now." If I want to agree with you, that's—"

The two writers, one brown and one blue, shouted at the same time: "—Give me (my generation) a holiday!!!"

The kidnappers have long been stunned by the howling of holidays one after another. The brown-haired man seems to have been appointed as the main attacker, but no matter how they use bullets or throw knives, they can't cause him any harm.

The man raised his hand high, turned a few times in the air, and gave a gentleman's salute in the direction of Fujimaru Tachika from a distance, and kindly answered the kidnappers' confusion: "That's because we basically don't have combat power. Master is safe and sound, we can avoid any crisis!"

The skill of self-preservation can make Shakespeare immune to any harm for a short time.

"A new flame can quench an old flame, and a great pain can lighten a small pain - come on, offer a poem for your ruin, and a best comedy for your death!" Shakespeare finally picked up Pen and book in hand, "Now is a memorable climax!"

This is the writer's anger, and everyone on the rooftop is speechless.

Pulling out the weaknesses and darkness in human nature and mercilessly ridiculing, ridiculing, and criticizing, those who can overcome this treasure are only a few who can assert that their lives are pure and innocent.I heard that even Joan of Arc was once defeated by this treasure, which shows how fucking poisonous this writer's mouth is.

The magic power flowed through the circuit and rushed to the caster, who shouted out the real name of the treasure: "The time for the show has come, let's give thunderous applause—!"

The hidden wounds I have experienced, the deepest fear and darkness in my heart are pulled out and exposed in front of my eyes, and I am stared at by the abyss in my heart all the time. In comparison, death has become an easier choice.

Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves dispersed, and the kidnappers who were restrained by them fell to the ground motionless because of the violent mental attack.

Outside the water mirror, there are long and short sounds of relief.

Kunikida Doppo seemed to be pushing his glasses, but he actually wiped the sweat from his forehead with his knuckles, and his back was soaked unknowingly, and the wind blew him cold: "However, this will solve the problem..."

"It's now, Ms. Izumi!" Fujimaru Tatsuka put her mobile phone next to her ear and reminded suddenly.

A red figure flew in through the window, turned the direction of the knife in her hand, and the cold light lit up one after another. When she stopped like falling flowers again, the fragments of the gun were scattered all over the place.

Withstood the attack of Shakespeare's spiritual treasure, suicide in the chaos is very likely to happen. Considering the problem of traceability, I can only entrust Izumi Jinghua, who is proficient in assassination, to ambush outside, remove the arms and jaws of these people, and avoid them. Suicide with instruments or poison.

After finishing all this, Quan Jinghua said to the phone: "The task is over."

In order to seize the opportunity, he kept in touch with Izumi Kyoka on his own mobile phone, so that when he wanted to call the landline, he asked Osamu Dazai to borrow it.

When Fujimaru Tachika and his team arrived at the Armed Detective Agency, Fujiwara Koko was still sitting there, motionless, and smiled gracefully at the writers: "I had a good time, teachers. So then, please don't forget to hand in the papers on time. manuscripts and recordings.”

"That's not playing at all!!" Andersen roared, "Third-rate servants don't deserve to enjoy the beach, sand and sunshine!"

Fujimaru Tachika thought about it, and gave him an idea: "What about Hawaii, which is always summer all the year round? It's just that it's a little troublesome to create a fanbook, and there is a special room made by BB that you can't get out of if you can't finish writing."

"Playwright, can you still move? Are your fingers still stiff? Very good, please give him a set, right now." Andersen said calmly.