The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

What is Weicheng Yuanji's mood at this time, because he is still unable to speak due to pain and fear, we naturally have no way of knowing.

However, in this murder case in which the three forces are fighting each other, he who seems to be the protagonist is nothing more than a small shrimp that was caught on the shore by the waves.

Even Gojo Satoru, because of his special position, had a much greater effect than this useless man.

If you want to say the only point that is beyond everyone's expectations, it is probably only Nikolai Gogol and Gojo Satoru who made friends in this incident.But in the final analysis, this is just a trivial matter, and it will not have any impact on the overall plan, just like a gear that is half a beat slow will not cause the entire system to collapse.

Just when Gojo Satoru was about to stretch out his hand and directly mention Weicheng Yuanji, Gogol said, "I still have something to say to you."

Gojo Satoru turned his face sideways, looked at the young man with a hard-to-discern expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "The one behind you—Mr. Fyodor Dostoyevsky, agrees so?"

Hearing this, Gogol froze for a few seconds, then laughed out loud on the spot again.Seeing that Gotjo had guessed his communication with Dostoevsky, he said bluntly: "Although it is true to say so, it is not so much—"

Gojo Satoru raised his right hand and made a pause gesture for the second time in this lounge.

Gogol shut his mouth obediently and stopped, watching Gojo Satoru with some curiosity stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, and got into the collar of his right coat together.

Then, a few seconds later, the teenager took out a small listening device between two fingers, and deliberately waved it in front of Gogol's eyes.

Gojo Satoru crushed the thing that Osamu Dazai had slipped in without any hesitation, and put it in his coat pocket: "Okay, let's talk."

But Gogol yelled "Wow", and clapped his hands vigorously a few times, and even his eyes flickered: "Wow, you are amazing! How did you find out? Said there would probably be bugs—”

Gojo Satoru replied with a smile: "Because my eyes are special."

"So even if "No Place in the World" eliminates my perception of Osamu Dazai, after he is far away from me, I can still feel the extra things in the clothes. "

Gogol leaned over and carefully observed the five almost transparent sky-blue eyes: "Indeed. The color of your eyeballs tends to spread outward, which is different from ours."

"But this is not what we should talk about now," the young man returned to his original position and said cheerfully, "Tuo Si hopes that I will tell you about a major event that will happen soon."

For Gojo Satoru, who has only been in Yokohama for a month or two, intelligence is indeed his shortcoming.

Therefore, the young man would naturally not refuse the news that was sent to him on his own initiative: "What?"

"'White mist is about to fall on Yokohama', according to what Tuosi said." Gogol blinked and replied.

Gojo Satoru observed the seemingly innocent young man for a while, and asked, "You know about this too, right? It was the decision between the two of you after discussion that you two should tell me about this?"

"Hey—it's really disgusting to directly reveal the answer to the mystery, Wu!" Gogol puffed up his cheeks and said angrily, "What is the most important thing for a magician? Of course it is that share." Uncertainty!"

The silver-haired young man added aggressively: "It's very annoying to tell the mechanism behind the magic! Although I will forgive you this time, I will not be an example!"

"But Ojo Genji is still here." Gojo Satoru raised his left hand that naturally fell by his side, and pointed his index finger at the man who was staring at this side with eyes of fear and resentment. "Is it okay?"

Gogol touched his chin, stretched out his other hand, and made a gesture to use it to shoot Weicheng Yuanji: "In this case, let's just kill people and silence them?"

Under Wei Cheng's increasingly trembling eyes, the young man curled his mouth, pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fired a bullet at his cloak.

The silver metal reflected dazzling light under the incandescent lamp. The man wanted to escape, but his disused limbs did not listen to him at all. What made people feel the most hopeless was that he just stood where he was, with one Gojo Satoru who didn't even give his eyes to himself——

The bullet grazed the skin under his eyes, completely smashed his right ear, and mixed with red blood embedded in the pure white wall.

Gojo Satoru still didn't look at the man who was almost incontinent from fear.

However, Gogol laughed out loud: "Your expression is so funny—it's what ordinary people look like when they face the fear of death. No matter if you read it once, twice, three times, four times or countless times, it really is the same. Super-super catches my attention!"

However, the boy thought of the most likely answer during the few seconds when the other party was teasing Weicheng Yuanji: "The port mafia knows about this?"

Gogol shook his head.The moment he heard the five questions, he immediately withdrew his exaggerated facial expressions and body movements, as if the crazy guy just now was not himself.

The young man replied calmly: "No, it's not so much that the port mafia already knew about it, it's better to say that even if they knew about it, they wouldn't be able to change anything."

At some point in Gogol's hand, another mask exactly the same as before appeared.He raised his hand and put it on his right eye again, covering the beautiful different pupil, leaving only the light golden left eye still looking straight at the five:

"It seems that you don't know, Wu, that a person died yesterday."

Gojo Satoru frowned and said, "...then he must have left something behind."

"That's right," Gogol stretched out his hand in a wine-red glove, and gently combed the five messy hairs, "That guy left 5000 million? Or [-] billion? ——In short, these are not important, just Those stupid secular organizations are about to fight over this huge interest."

"It is impossible for people in the vortex to escape the attraction of the center," the young man quietly held a melancholy face, but he spit out some ironic words that seem to be true, "I know that in the end it will turn into nothing." People can prevent wars, but they still cannot let go of the so-called money and power."

"What 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man' has to do is just add fuel to the flames and conduct an ordinary experiment on human nature in Yokohama."

Gogol said with a smile: "Let everyone come and exhaust all efforts to hunt the powerful witch—! This is a gluttonous feast!"

Gojo Satoru complained, "There are so many troubles in Yokohama." He raised his right hand and pressed down one by one following his voice, "One is that within a few weeks after arriving, the employer was arrested by the port mafia. Threats, I had no choice but to abandon my home and flee, and I was not paid in the end; second, after joining the armed detective agency, I found that various forces were complicated, and I had to choose my own team; Now I know almost all the important figures of the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia."

"What are you doing?" Gojo Satoru felt that he had been wronged as he counted down, "Is this the fate of people with strong military strength? Or is it because my personal charm is too strong, and it always shows up unconsciously?" Just provoke strange people?"

Don't you have the slightest awareness that you are actually actively provoking other people, Gojo Go-kun.

Gogol laughed as he listened, and at the end he laughed so hard that Wutiao almost couldn't hold back and was about to attack him.

The young man hurriedly stopped his laughter, bent down, and said respectfully, "I've finished my words."

Gojo Satoru finally stretched out his arm, grabbed the fabric at the back of Weicheng Yuanji's neck and lifted him up: "You really talk a lot of nonsense, Gogol."

Gogol replied enthusiastically: "That's right, this is one of the characteristics of the clown! How about it, shall I show it well?"

The white-haired boy pursed his lower lip helplessly, and said, "You are more likable if you don't act so exaggerated on purpose."

After saying this, he dragged Weicheng Yuanji towards the door: "I think the three of us will meet again soon, according to what Mr. Dostoevsky said, it should be 'soon We will meet again in the white mist'."

The door opened softly and was quickly closed again.

Now only Nikolai Gogol was left in the lounge.

The young man grabbed the end of his hair, looked at the crimson hair rope above, and opened his mouth softly as if he was talking to someone: "Tuosi, you should understand the reason why I agreed to tell Wu this news—— But why are you doing this?"

In another unknown place on the earth, a young man with black hair and purple eyes is looking at countless screens that are flickering in front of him.Hearing what Gogol said, he showed a very slight smile.

Due to the dark purple circles under his eyes, this supposedly meaningful smile had a slightly sickly air: "Nikolai, don't you think Gojo Satoru is very interesting?"

"This is really nonsense you shouldn't say," Gogol replied with a smile, "he is not just 'interesting' in my heart."

"So I was wondering if I should bring Gojo Satoru into the 'Five Decays of Heaven and Man,'" Dostoevsky said. "I think there might be a place for him in our plan."

The silver-haired young man laughed again, and his voice echoed in the empty room: "This is really a good proposal!"

"And, as long as there are enough bargaining chips to attract him, I don't mind joining us."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-2500:39:33~2020-05-3116:21:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Dawn Sky 2;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 3 for Wang Ye; 1 for petout and Bcpemc;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: people live to win 163 bottles of Yan Sheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!