I'm afraid it's not a fake hero

The action to encircle and suppress Fu Jiang, when Jie Luo and Fu Jiang didn't know about it, progressed vigorously.

The armed detective agency and the port mafia's supernatural powers all dispatched, and jointly wiped out the monster Tomie in Yokohama.

What Osamu Dazai said was indeed correct, the dense fog that rose from the resentment and obsession of the suicide girl almost disappeared overnight after killing so many Tomie.

Except...Jing'an District where Jie Luo is located.

Because, there is a fish that slipped through the net and is still here.

The two forces guarded outside the Jing'an District, and Jie Luo could see it every time she went in and out, but Fu Jiang, who stayed at home, didn't know about it.

Even so, these days, Fu Jiang has nightmares all night long, and his mental state has visibly weakened to the naked eye.

The same goes for this night.

But Jieluo didn't know how to comfort him.

Firstly, it was because she was clearly aware of the encirclement and suppression of him by various forces, but she concealed it and did not report it, and she was really disturbed.

But on the other hand, I feel that what Dazai and the others are doing is not wrong, for the safety of this city, it should be so.

Jie Luo shamefully chose to escape, standing in the middle and not helping each other, hoping to use this to hypnotize herself, she is just an outsider.

Even so, I didn't feel much better in my heart, and the sense of guilt deepened day and night in my heart.

So much so that when facing Fu Jiang now, she didn't know what to do.

That night, when Jie Luo, who was in a light sleep, heard the sound of footsteps coming from the living room, she turned on the night light in the bedroom, put on her clothes and got up, just as she opened the door of the bedroom, she saw the boy hiding in the darkness Huddled into a ball on the sofa.

During these days, Fu Jiang spent every night like this.

Jie Luo stood at the door, and the warm orange light poured into the living room from behind her.

The young man raised his head to look at her, his dark eyes made it hard to see clearly.

She went to the living room and turned on the light. The sudden brightness made him squint his eyes uncomfortably.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry..."

After Fu Jiang apologized, he buried his head in his knees, and his thin body became more and more fragile under the light of the incandescent lamp.

Jie Luo sat beside him, the sunken sofa attracted the boy's sideways gaze.

Jie Luo's eyes fell on his frightening white face, her eyes were dark.

"Did you...have another nightmare?"

Fu Jiang nodded awkwardly.

It is not so much a nightmare as it is a memory passed from the minds of other Fu Jiangs.

Fu Jiang is a split body of the same person, and the memory is shared.

Without exception.

During these days, he would receive memories from other Fu Jiangs who died in the fire every day.

Day by day, it has long been a nightmare.

Fu Jiang knew that it was the man who started to act. Even if Jie Luo was there, the man never planned to let him go.

When all the other Fu Jiangs have been eliminated, it will be his next turn.

As long as he thinks about this, Fu Jiang can't stop trembling.

He tilted his head, on his pale and frail face, the deep pupils fully reflected the figures of the people around him.

So... What kind of role does Jieluo play in this matter?

She has to go out every day and go to that man's place. She must know all these things.

But she never took the initiative to say anything to herself.

Thinking of this, he suddenly pulled the corners of his lips, and a mocking smile spread across his face.

"I think I really don't understand you, Jieluo."

She came from the other side of silence, stained with morning glory, and flashed across his dark world with overwhelming light.

Those clear and waveless eyes were clearly looking at him, but cruelly they couldn't see even the slightest trace of him.

If I hadn't seen the sun, I wouldn't have known that I was in the dark.

"Are you going to kill me too?" He opened his thin lips lightly, and his clear voice resounded in the room, calm and without any emotion.

Jie Luo's eyes froze for a moment, and the astringency in her heart surged up, and she said slowly: "I don't want to kill you, Fu Jiang, I don't want to."

Fu Jiang smiled, and the water mist gathered into clear tears in the dark eyes, hovering in the eye sockets, stubbornly refusing to fall.

Fu Jiang's tears have always been purposeful, either to show weakness, or to arouse women's affection.

But this time is different.

Jie Luo could feel that the grief on the other side's face was so real.

The teenager smiled with tears, and asked her with red eyes: "But they want to kill me, and you don't intend to stop them, do you?"

This interrogation was like a fine silver needle piercing Jie Luo's heart inch by inch. There was no wound or blood, but her breathing was stagnant, and she was in so much pain that she didn't know how to speak.

She shook Fu Jiang's hand tremblingly, but the other party didn't resist, just stared at her deeply, letting her use the warm breath in her palm to dispel the coolness in her hand.

But it's useless.

Fu Jiang has long been in the freezing hell, no matter whether it is this body or his sinful soul, he can no longer feel anything except the bone-piercing cold.

……

And at this moment, a shrill scream pierced the sky in the dark night.

What followed was the sound of fierce collisions from the window.

--boom!boom!boom!

Jie Luo's expression froze, she turned her head to look at the translucent window, and gasped as soon as she caught her eyes.

In the dark night, two human heads were hanging by the window. They had weird smiles, but they had a face like hers and Fu Jiang's.

No, not human heads!

Below the head are two lines hanging down.

That's a balloon! ! !

The human-headed balloon smiled sinisterly, hitting the fragile glass window again and again.

"Then, what the hell is that!!"

The young man beside him followed suit, and when he saw the terrifying monster clearly, a strange light flickered in his dark eyes.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see my own head balloon? Oh, I want to see how he wants to kill me."

"Head Balloon?!"

Fu Jiang huddled on the sofa and sneered, with irony visible to the naked eye on his pale face.

"Head balloons will hang humans who have the same face as him. Basically, they can only wait for death if they are stared at by him."

Jie Luo looked at the human-headed balloon making noise outside the window, and stood up solemnly.

Immediately, Yishin Taidao appeared in her hand accompanied by golden light. Before Jie Luo could make a move, the boy beside him spoke again: "It's useless. If the balloon is killed, the person corresponding to it will die immediately. Don't struggle!" gone."

To Fu Jiang, this kind of thing is just tasteless. Even if the balloon with a human head hangs him, he will still come back to life.

The only thing that monsters walking in the world are afraid of is the raging fire.

So, he seemed quite unhurried.

At this moment, the glass window shattered with a bang, and sharp shards fell all over the living room floor.

With a strange smile, the head balloon floated in slowly.

With a stern expression, Jie Luo pulled Fu Jiang past the dazed Fu Jiang, and quickly ran towards the gate.

After going out of the gate, Jie Luo found out that the thick fog surrounding Jing'an District had dissipated long ago, and scary human-head balloons were floating everywhere in the air.

Some balloons are looking for them, while others have already hanged dead bodies on their ropes.

Seeing that they were about to run away, the two balloons giggled, the corners of their mouths grinning weirdly and gloomyly.

Immediately after unhurriedly.

Yingling's speed was very fast, and Jieluo dragged Kawakami Tomie all the way towards the outside of Jing'an District, and the two balloons fell far behind them.

There was a biting cold wind beside him, and it was bitingly cold. Fu Jiang looked down at the hands held together by the two of them. There was a glimmer of light in his black eyes, but at the end he fell silent again.

It's... too late.

The girl led him and hurriedly skipped the surrounding scenery, Fu Jiang followed him passively, the reflection in his eyes could not tolerate anything else except the person in front of him.

"Can you love me?" The whisper whispered in the wind.

"what?"

The girl didn't look back, she just ran away on her own.

--boom!

A violent explosion sounded from the side, and with the airflow, a man was knocked out.

"Mr. Kunikida!" The seriously injured boy was lying not far away, calling the man's name in a stern voice.

"Rashomon!!!"

The black and red beast attacked in the distance, and the target was the Hong Kong Hei Gravity Envoy who jumped out of the flames.

--"Roar!!!!"

The white tiger leaped back and forth between the tall buildings, followed by the lone swordsman Silver Wolf, his dark clothes rippling in the air, the sharp knife light flew towards the white tiger, splashing blood everywhere.

The flames were scorching hot, swords clashed, and on top of the ruined walls, balloons of human heads densely covered the sky.

Jie Luo's eyes fell on the building not far away. A man in a black suit was standing on the edge of the roof, and the strong wind lifted the corners of his wide clothes.

In front of him, the red-haired woman knelt weakly on the ground, with mottled wounds all over her body.

Even so, he still guarded the man behind him without fear.

The boy in the straw hat was holding a huge telegraph pole in his hand, and was waving it towards the man. Behind him, there was a famous detective with an expressionless face, a pair of emerald eyes as dark as water.

"Dazai!!!"

Jie Luo turned around and wanted to run towards the building, but was held tightly by Fu Jiang beside her.

"do not go."

He stared at Jie Luo expressionlessly, with imperceptible despair in his clear eyes.

"let me go!"

The eagerness and worry on the girl's face turned into a sword at this moment, piercing fiercely into the young man's heart.

He trembled a bit, held her hand tightly, finally let go, and fell powerlessly.

In the next second, a layer of golden light covered Jie Luo's body, and the speed was too fast to be caught with the naked eye.

Golden ripples appeared on the top of the building, and the sword was struck five or six times, and it quickly attacked the telephone pole in the arms of the straw hat boy. The huge impact finally blocked the blow that was about to smash Dazai Osamu.

The girl in white stood in front of the man, her petite body carried immeasurable strength, like an impenetrable barrier, tightly protecting the man behind her.

"No one is allowed to touch Dazai. If you insist on doing this, then don't blame me for being rude, Mr. Edogawa."

She looked sternly at the famous detective behind him, who looked at her without hesitation, his emerald eyes were full of coldness.