The whole world has my vest

The car carrying Joshua was moving forward steadily, and no one knew how Dostoevsky quietly blended into the escort team of the Supernatural Secret Service.

Originally, Joshua stayed well in his moving castle, but after the two leaders of the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia had accidents at the same time, he was kindly invited to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Joshua did not refuse, rather, Dostoevsky spent so much effort just to get him out of the moving castle.

After all, in the moving castle, Joshua is the only king. As long as he steps into the range of the castle, the other party will become his subject and captive, and he can do whatever he wants.

Although Dostoevsky didn't know the secret of the moving castle, it doesn't mean he couldn't figure it out.

Sometimes it really takes a little concession to let the cautious and good at escaping mouse fall into the trap completely.

"Is this the first time we have met formally?" Joshua looked at the black-haired youth in front of him with a gentle and brisk tone.

"It's an honor, Mr. Joshua."

Dostoevsky laughed softly.

"It's actually able to make someone like you think about it."

"Someone like me? I'm just the owner of a small pet shop in Yokohama Chinatown, so I'm not a big shot."

Joshua also laughed. If there was a third person sitting in this car, he would be horrified to find that Joshua and Dostoevsky had exactly the same laughing expressions.

"How come. The last one of the legendary wish gem is in your hands. The person who owns this gem is of course a big shot."

Dostoevsky was like a friend next door, talking in a gentle tone, intermittently.

"I've always been curious." Joshua said, "After you get the gemstone and make the wish you've been longing for, do you really think that the sins of the world will be washed away?"

"Why not?"

There was a cheerful smile in Dostoevsky's voice.

"If the upper limit of evil that ordinary people can create is 50, then there is no upper limit to the crimes that supernatural beings can create."

"A world without supernatural beings will be more peaceful and stable."

"—That's not right."

Joshua interrupts Dostoevsky.

"Human beings, regardless of whether they have supernatural powers or not, are cancers of the earth, cancers of the world."

"The existence of some supernatural powers has allowed human beings to survive longer."

"I'm just curious, do you want to be the creator of the new world, or do you simply want to turn into a sky fire to regenerate this world?"

"What's the difference between the two?"

Dostoevsky said calmly.

"Anyway, after that world comes, I won't exist anymore."

"So you're doing all this, even giving your life, for a world where you don't even believe in hope?"

Joshua shook his head disapprovingly.

"The wrong goal will only lead you on the wrong path. No matter how hard you try, you can't see the end of your ideal."

"There will be no shortcut that is more suitable than this method."

Dostoevsky was unmoved.

"Religion can't save the world, neither can law and morality, so in the end, we can only rely on crime and punishment."

The small chat between Dostoevsky and Joshua just now was just to let this tricky and mysterious pet shop owner relax his vigilance, making him mistakenly think that he was still under the protection of the Supernatural Secret Service, but in fact he His companion is ready, and at the next intersection, he and Joshua will be taken away directly from under the eyes of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

This time the plan is interlocking, using the 'combination' to attract the attention and hatred of the port mafia, the armed detective agency, and the Special Forces, and then use the intelligence analyzed in this battle to let the armed detective agency and the port Mafia fight each other.

However, this is only the superficial plan, and the deeper level is to force the Supernatural Secret Service to take Joshua out of the strange pet shop house.

Dostoevsky once sent someone to investigate, and finally came to the conclusion that no one could hurt Joshua in the pet shop.

This is probably some kind of supernatural ability of the field system. The time is too short, and Joshua is not so easy to get close to. Dostoevsky can only choose to lead Joshua out of the store.

Dostoevsky knew that a person as proud as Joshua would only keep the important "Wish Gem" with him, just because he believed that his strength was enough to resist any enemy—just like the silver wolf sword Like Fukuzawa Yukichi.

This is also a kind of human nature.

The plan was going well, and whatever the outcome it all led to, it was a victory for Dostoevsky.

"Is it."

Joshua was silent for a while, then said quietly.

"Then, my Davarishi friend, do you want to come and learn about the greatest and most romantic ideal of mankind—socialism?"

As Joshua's words landed, Dostoevsky seemed to sense something, he immediately reacted and tried to call his companion to teleport him away, but Joshua stretched out his hands with a smile, Straighten the brim of the hat on his head.

Dostoevsky couldn't move. He watched helplessly as his whole body was wrapped by snow-white silk coming out of nowhere, until his whole body was wrapped in a huge cocoon.

Before he completely fell into a coma, he heard the black-haired young man who claimed to be the owner of the pet shop say happily: "Don't rush to go, let's take a look at the method that can really change everything and regenerate the world."

[ssr card moon eye]

Explanation: From "Naruto", the Moon Eye project was originally proposed by Uchiha Madara.He hopes to release "Infinite Tsukiyomi" by opening the reincarnation of Sharingan, to control everyone in the world, unify the world, and create a permanent "peace" in the illusion.

Skill: Create an inescapable illusion, once cast, the scope is worldwide.

Remarks: False happiness is also happiness!There are also people who don't want real pain!I don't want to work overtime, I don't want to work, I don't want to go to school, I don't want to do my homework... I really want to be locked in the world of the eyes of the moon too...

Joshua, of course, ignored the remark with a completely different style of painting as always.

Dostoevsky was wrapped in a white cocoon, and he was probably dreaming of the dream that Joshua had built for him. The Moon Eye would construct a dream that fully conformed to his logic and thinking, but the difference was that he was surrounded by Joshua. The Eye of the Moon controlled by Shuya has higher performance, like a machine that can predict the future, showing Dostoevsky the scene after his ideal success.

However, the revealed future may not be as beautiful as Dostoevsky wanted to see.

Thanks to Dostoevsky's plan, Joshua didn't have to bother to find a way to get away from under the eyes of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The car was clearly not being controlled by the steering wheel, but it was still moving forward steadily. Even after driving for a certain distance, the spinning tires flew into the air, as if there was an invisible invisible road in the sky, and this car A pure black off-road vehicle drives on it.

Joshua took out a piece from his pocket and took out a cube that shone with blue light.

"Tinder is really useful."

He said with emotion.

This thing from "Transformers Tinder" can give the machine a specific body shape, consciousness and life, and when he sat on this car, it completed a birth and evolution quietly.

"Okay, the mouse has been caught, and it's time to welcome the cat."

Joshua clapped his hands with a smile on his lips.

Cat—Osamu Dazai judged the escape direction of the person who cursed the supernatural ability on the helicopter, but the most important figure Dostoevsky was not included. plan.

"Put me down, I know where Dostoevsky is."

After dialing the phone number of Ango Sakaguchi from the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, he confirmed his guess. Osamu Dazai frowned slightly and signaled the driver to put him down.

Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai, Edogawa Ranpo and Nakahara Chuya, as well as the powerful forces of the port mafia and the armed detective agency, are at this moment ruthless against the group of supernatural beings who dare to stir up trouble in Yokohama and even stroke the beards of tigers. After a hard lesson, and Yosano Akiko's superpowers, when these supernatural beings were dying, they used the supernatural power [Please don't die] to heal them back to an intact state.

But in this way, it was even more painful than torture. The screams of these people alarmed the resting egrets nearby, and they flew up in an instant.

The curse of the weak virus on the body was lifted, Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi returned to their original health, and the supernatural being lying on the ground beside him was already foaming at the mouth and lost consciousness. What kind of torture was he subjected to during these few 10 minutes.

After Mori Ogai confirmed that he had fully recovered, he sent his invitation to Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa with a smile on his face: "Oh, I really want to thank the two for their help this time—are you interested in joining the port mafia? ? Your Excellency Fukuzawa can give you, the port mafia can give double."

"Rin Taro, your words sound like a perverted uncle who abducts children."

Alice, a blond-haired humanoid girl with supernatural powers, complained unceremoniously at the side.

"Eh? Wait a minute, Alice, it's okay to be a pervert, I don't recognize uncle, I'm not that old, am I?"

Mori Ogai's face dropped.

"That, please forgive me for solemnly refusing!"

Atsushi Nakajima bowed at ninety degrees, and refused with sincerity.

"My adoptive father said that you must never go to a black-hearted club without five social insurances and one housing fund, no guarantee of personal safety, overtime during breaks, and no overtime pay!"

"Ditto." Akutagawa Ryunosuke agreed concisely.

Leaving aside Senou, who was rejected for soliciting "diamonds", the wrapped Dostoevsky is dreaming.

He successfully obtained the wish gem in Joshua's hand, and also summoned the demon hidden in the gem that could grant any wish.

"What is your wish?"

The giant dark green beast stared at the tiny human with its golden eyes, and asked coldly.

"I want a world without any supernatural powers."

Without the slightest hesitation, Dostoevsky made the wish.

"Your wish has come true."

The legendary creature, which is enough to cause any human giant fear, breathed out, and a golden glow emanated from its body. In an instant, with this Far Eastern land as the core, it projected countless rays of light visible to the naked eye in all directions.

Dostoevsky watched his body bathed in the golden light, and his cold body seemed to become warmer.

A brand new world appeared as he wished, and the world without supernatural powers would be more peaceful and tranquil.

...as it should be.

But Dostoevsky looked at the devastated world, his nose filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and burnt corpses.

The area under his feet was once a bustling commercial street, but at this moment it has been razed to the ground.

Even without supernatural powers, human beings still have countless ways to destroy the world.

Even with such a gruesome ending, not everyone died here, and new towns were founded in the wasteland.

And Dostoevsky was rescued, and watched the birth of new communities and lives.

Among these survivors, Huaguo is the fastest growing and most secure.

Dostoevsky joined the laborers. In this doomsday where there is no future in sight and everything is so bleak, he watched those who believed in red still hold hope and went forward to build a new utopia.

The picture of endless life and relay of hope is enough to touch any hard-hearted human being.

Even if he is as cold-hearted as Dostoevsky, the trace of humanity remaining in his heart is thoroughly stimulated when he truly integrates into the masses and working people.

Relying on his excellent mind, Dostoevsky solved the crisis of human survival time after time and saved one fragile and soft life after another.

On his hand, there were only thin calluses left when he held a pen, and rougher traces began to spread all over his hands. The brain that used to only think of chaos and conspiracy began to make suggestions for those people who he never really understood, but only sympathized with pity.

Scattered human beings gradually gathered together, and showed even more amazing unity and vitality.

"Comrade."

"Dawarich."

Those human beings with different skin colors, different appearances, and different languages ​​will eventually use the same vocabulary to call him.

It wasn't until he finally stepped down from that cold high position, blended into the crowd, and saw their tenacity and strength, as well as their endless courage, that he realized how arrogant and conceited he was.

The white cocoon that wrapped Dostoevsky had begun to crack, and a lot of white silk began to fall off, revealing Dostoevsky's sleepy appearance with his eyes tightly closed.

"When you close your eyes and don't make a mistake, you look like Sleeping Beauty."

Joshua, who was already sitting on the sofa, rested his chin in his hands, looking at the sleeping appearance of the handsome and sickly Russian, feeling so emotional.

"However, I think it's more interesting for Mr. Dostoyevsky to be awake. Let this boring world become more turbulent and magnificent, so that we have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters." Wearing a top hat and holding an owl cane man smiles.

In front of him was a cup of coffee that was still emitting white mist, and he sat on the single sofa beside Joshua like a welcome guest.

"Don't you think so, Dazai-kun?"

Osamu Dazai knew this man, he had seen him on the river bank before, and at that time this man also left a very dangerous impression on him.

Not only that, but during the time when he was working in the darkness of the Supernatural Secret Service, this man——Professor Moriarty was the focus of attention, but even he couldn't figure out the other party's purpose from the cumbersome information. and behavioral patterns.

There is no doubt that Professor Moriarty is a mysterious man who cannot be understood by common sense, and everything about him is unknown.

Only the unknown is the scariest thing in this world, Osamu Dazai thinks so from the bottom of his heart.

The detective with his hair combed back and his eyes like a falcon sat at the other end, facing Professor Moriarty from a distance, vaguely revealing the tense atmosphere of rivalry.

Holmes found here one step earlier than Osamu Dazai, and judging from the cups on the table that had moved a little, the snack plate probably arrived earlier than Professor Moriarty.

The author has something to say: Obito and Moon's Eye have become stalks to escape from reality. 】

Ah, I don’t want to go to work, I want to be killed by Obito——