[Bungo Stray Dogs] Yokohama Renka

The night is dark and the wind is high, good weather for murder and arson.Dazai went around the remaining wall and walked towards me. He stretched out his right hand from behind me very flirtatiously, and propped it on the dusty and half-remained desk. I saw that his hand was also wrapped in bandages. , I couldn't help frowning twice.

"My beautiful lady, you can't just let it go when you encounter difficulties." Dazai tapped the keyboard I was fiddling with, not feeling that there was anything wrong with the distance between me and him. He continued: "The next step is to investigate the vicinity of the site." Surveillance video, right?"

"If I say no, you will help." I looked at the screen with dead eyes, "There is no reward, I am a poor man, and I will not get paid for dinner or gifts." After thinking about it, I added: "I won't sleep with you either. of."

"Why would I ask you for a reward, miss, taking advantage of others' danger is not something a good man should do."

On the other side, Zhong also made a disdainful nasal sound.

Me: ...Although there is no fluctuation in my heart towards minors, I have to say that this kid is very powerful. Normal children will at least respond to my words.

And judging from his companion's reaction, it's likely that he teased a girl like this not once or twice, and he will definitely become a great arsonist in the future.

With Dazai's help, I soon found out Yui's whereabouts in the past few days from the video.She meets a man at a coffee shop near the site every day.But the chat history of the communication software has been deleted, and there is no record of her contacting that person on the social software.

The blurred faces in the surveillance video photography cannot be used as a record of missing people. There is indeed special software that can process the images, but obviously, the men who lived here before could not obtain this resource monopolized by the government.

"Although the face can't be seen clearly, I have some clues about the coat he's wearing." Dazai tapped the screen with his finger, pointing at the logo on the side of the man's arm, "The new season of this brand hasn't arrived yet. But he’s already wearing styles that aren’t in circulation, either by a designer or someone at the top of the company.”

"Too recognizable trademark is sometimes not a good thing." I stared at Dazai's side face, "But it can be seen that he is not wearing the old style, you should have investigated this man beforehand, right?"

"Yes, we are investigating this person, and it took some time for the subordinates to get the information we just gave you." Dazai's expression did not waver, and he smiled with some pleasure, "At present, we can only confirm that he has contact with Zhizhu Group ,but……"

Suddenly I felt bad, my back felt cold, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up instantly. I pushed Dazai's body away from me, and wanted to run away, but I didn't have time to react. The legs were firmly pressed to the ground, and then the upper body was also controlled. No one had contact with me, but I felt a force pressing the skin tightly. It was very strange, and my body became very heavy. The forced struggle made the bones ache.

"Miss is really rude, and you won't suffer if you get knocked out obediently." Dazai walked over leisurely and patted the dust on his clothes when he fell to the ground just now.

"..." I couldn't speak under the pressure. This should be the ability of that guy named Chuya.

"The location of the Port Mafia (PortMafia) cannot be known to the general public, please forgive me and sleep well." Dazai looked down at me, and stretched out his bandaged hand towards my neck.

Delicate compression of the carotid artery can induce coma by cutting off the blood supply.

I thought inopportunely, and then passed out from the throbbing pain in my neck.

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was the white ceiling.I was lying on the sofa, with my hands peacefully placed on my abdomen, as if I could be put into a coffin in the next second. I was deliberately placed in this position by someone else.

This "other" does not need to guess which talent it is.

Except for me, there is no one else in this place, but I can feel the sight of surveillance, and as expected, there are seven or eight micro-monitors that can be found, which are not prepared for me, but have existed here from the beginning.

The clothes I was wearing were still the ones I wore when I was knocked out, and the orientation of the windows in the room confused the time very subtly. It can be said that this opening was specially set up, so that the light entering the room could not tell whether it appeared in the morning or the afternoon.

Interrogation room, mafia, teenagers with supernatural powers, wow, my situation is really bad.But there should be no problem with my life right now. If you just want to take advantage of me for a while, just bring me back generously, squeeze out the information and then kill me.It is more difficult to capture alive than to kill.

This development is also beneficial to me. After all, there is always a limit to a single-handed investigation by a girl out of school with no status and money. It is much more efficient to have a powerful force intervene.In addition to finding out the truth about Yui's departure, there is another point in my anxious investigation.

If Yui's death was artificial, would I, who was "resurrected" from her body, be in danger again?

I sat on the sofa and sighed, Xianyu slumped and stopped thinking.

——I am so hungry, appetite is indeed the greatest original sin of human beings.

With a click, the door slowly opened, and Dazai's beautiful face was exposed from behind the door. I lifted my eyelids feebly, and smelled the aroma of food.

"Dazai police department, are you going to use your invincible pork cutlet rice on me?" I said.

"Wrong answer!" Dazai said happily, I don't know where he got this vitality, his current appearance is much more real than the previous fake smile.

What Dazai brought was a weird food made by himself. It looks like something that can only be eaten in hell, but it smells very good. He said that there were leftovers from the previous cooking, and he gave it to others if they dare not eat it. I brought it.

I took two bites suspiciously. The food covered with rice smelled like stewed chicken, but the actual taste was very spicy, but it was not unpalatable. I was so hungry that I ate all the mentally polluted things in one go.

"..." Dazai looked at me with shining eyes.Seems to be waiting for my reaction.

"..." I thought about it and tried, "Thank you for the hospitality?"

Dazai sat down on the sofa across from me in disappointment, and I stroked my round belly with some happiness.

This harmonious atmosphere didn't last long, Dazai straightened his upper body, the expression of anticipation just now disappeared on the boyish face that still remained.

"Miss Yui, since you have filled your stomach, do you have the strength to talk about your current situation now?"

Responding to his seriousness, I also sat up straight: "I think you can also see that after I contacted the mysterious man you are investigating, I lost part of my memory. To tell you the truth, the part I lost was exactly It was the few days related to that man. The reason why I investigated my whereabouts these days is just to know those blank memories."

"You have been very unlucky recently," Dazai said. "The victims other than you have all died and reached the Land of Elysium."

"...Should I complain?"

Dazai ignored me and continued, "Twelve girls died in Yokohama in the past three months. Like you, miss, they either ran away from home or were orphans from the beginning."

The so-called suitcase girls do not have a fixed part-time job. The people who do odd jobs like them and can only spend the night in fast food restaurants when they are at their worst are the so-called "three types". They are the best targets for those who are dormant in the dark. object.No one cares if it goes missing.

I lowered my eyes, and Dazai's gaze fell on my body, giving me the illusion of burning.

"The prisoner is very smart, and the object he chooses is "safe" for him. In Yokohama, a place where law and order are chaotic, no one will spare energy to bring justice to these "degenerate" girls, and no one even Their disappearance raised questions." Dazai said, "However, he is also very stupid. After committing nine consecutive crimes and still getting away with it, he stopped the relatively cautious approach before. After the tenth time, the object he started to choose became A challenging object."

"This time, he kicked your hard iron." I said, this is why the mafia, an illegal group, is investigating serial murders, which is originally the responsibility of the military and police.However, according to the information I found on the Internet, it takes a lot of time to hand over relatively "insignificant" incidents to them.

Dazai just smiled and said nothing, no one would connect him with a teenager by looking at his current expression.

That's the kind of face that a flamboyant ghost crawling out of hell has, right?

"If it's a girl from an ordinary family... just hand it over to the military and police, but the target he picked is the niece of a veteran on our side. Her parents are honest ordinary people, so he must have misjudged her."

"The scope of the prisoner has been determined, so it's good to catch him." I thought about it for a moment, but soon realized that my thoughts were naive.

The mafia represented by Dazai did not act, and the identity of the murderer is someone they cannot move at present.

Ah, that's how it is. I began to understand why Dazai was able to conclude that the style of the dress was a style that hadn't been circulated in the market before. Apart from what he said to let his subordinates investigate, there must be a conflict of interest.After all, big companies will cover up information about unreleased clothing, so how can they easily reveal information.

In other words, the Zhizhu Group and the Port Mafia are allies.

I rudely wiped the oil stains from the corners of my mouth with my sleeve, stared straight at Dazai, and asked word by word: "So you want me to be your knife?"

I mean the knife that kills with a borrowed knife.

If the hunter is accidentally killed by the prey of the past, the mafia can achieve the goal of revenge for the elder without breaking the alliance.

Dazai shook his head, and his smile deepened: "No...the way of the Mafia is more direct. All you need to do, Miss, is to lure him out. He seems to have noticed that the person he killed has connections with us. Very nervous. And we're not sure which of the suspects it is right now."

"If you want revenge, it's justifiable if you attack the alliance."

Then, Dazai's creepy smile disappeared, and he looked at me reassuringly.

"But Miss Yui. You don't have to worry, you can go back to your normal life after the incident is over."

I looked into the boy's kite-colored eyes and thought, a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, if he had such kind intentions, he wouldn't join forces with Zhong Ye to forcefully take me back to the Mafia.

But now I can't resist him.Moreover, I want to know that Yui must also have direct contact with the murderer in the end.

So I said, "Okay, just ask where you can help."