They all think I'm a boss

"click" "click".

There was a creepy sound of dislocation of bones in the quiet and remote alley. If some timid people happened to pass by here, they would definitely be frightened by the scene in front of them.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and looked at the woman in the white dress opposite with a solemn face.

No, this can no longer be called a human being. It is impossible for human beings to have such a fast self-healing ability, and it is even more impossible to give birth to another pair of hands out of thin air.

Mr. Zhongyuan is a very gentlemanly person. Normally, he would never use force against such a weak woman, but the thing standing opposite him at this moment is obviously not a human being, just wearing a woman's skin monster.

Without hesitation, he directly applied gravity to the woman opposite. Under the action of gravity, the ground under the woman's feet began to crack and sink, and the crisp sound of bones breaking was especially clear in the silent deep alley.

And just when Mr. Zhongyuan thought she would be crushed directly like this, the situation changed again in a direction he didn't expect.

I saw that the woman's beautiful face began to melt, starting from the eyes, nose, and mouth all melted into a pool of black sludge. It didn't take long before her body turned into a puddle just like her face. A beach of black sludge.

There was a strong rotten stench in the air, and Mr. Zhongyuan subconsciously covered his nose. He had never seen such a weird creature, and his gravity didn't work against this monster.

The lump of black mud was slowly wriggling on the ground, and its target was Gao Tian, ​​who was temporarily unconscious.

Nakahara Chuya's expression froze, he quickly picked up Takata's collar, and led him out of this weird alley.

However, that lump of dark unknown object seemed determined to kill Takata, even though the two had left the alley, it still followed behind.

The bar street in Yokohama at night is more lively than in the daytime. You can see drunk young men and women hugging and kissing me everywhere on the street. When Mr. Nakahara was running with Takata, he bumped into many flirting men and women along the way. , The drunks who had been disturbed were swearing at his back, but no one seemed to notice the weird black silt wriggling on the ground.

I don't know if they were too drunk to notice, or if they just couldn't see.

Nakahara Nakaya carried Takata around the streets of Yokohama at night, and the lump of black mud had been chasing after the two of them. Mr. Nakahara knew that running like this was not an option, but physical attacks would not It didn't work at all, and that made him feel stuck right off the bat.

Before he figured out what the lump of mud behind him was, he couldn't think of any way to solve it.

In fact, there is another way. The target of that lump of dark unknown object is Gao Tian. As long as he leaves Gao Tian behind, he doesn't have to worry about being entangled by it again.

But Mr. Zhong Yuan, who is honest and upright, would never think of this method at all. Even if he thought of it, he would never let his subordinates ignore it.

And just as he turned to the next intersection with Gao Tian, ​​who was unconscious, he suddenly bumped into a person head-on.

What appeared in the field of vision was a bright bright red, and then he smelled the sweet scent of strawberry milk from this person.

Mr. Zhong Yuan suddenly had an alarm bell in his heart, even the lump of mud that was chasing after him did not give him such a strong sense of crisis.

And as if to confirm his vigilance, a voice without ups and downs sounded faintly from the top of his head.

"You stay up late at night because you want to parkour on the street?"

His voice was faint, wrapped in the coldness of the night wind, and it was this voice without any emotion that made Mr. Zhong Yuan, who was opposite him, feel hot all over.

Don't get me wrong, I'm angry.

Hearing this familiar voice, three blue veins popped out of Mr. Zhongyuan's forehead automatically.

"Who would do such a boring thing!"

He glared angrily at the black-haired young man across from him, "Besides, you don't sleep most of the night, why are you wandering around in the street?"

In his impression, this black-haired young man was in a state of not getting enough sleep all year round. Every time he saw him either sleeping or on the way to sleep, he suspected that this man might have been a sloth in his previous life.

Normally at this time, this person should have fallen asleep in bed long ago, why is he still wandering on the street so late.

"Let's fix that thing."

Fujikawa Toki pointed at the unidentified black object that was following them and moving towards them, and said slowly.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also stunned for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the black-haired young man beside him, "Can you see that?"

Fujikawa glanced at him lightly, "I'm not blind."

There is such a big lump there that everyone can see it.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also choked by his words, he ran all the way, the people on the street seemed to be completely unaware of the existence of this black mud, so he subconsciously thought that only he could see through it The body of the monster.

"How are you going to fix it?"

Mr. Zhongyuan looked at the black unknown object that was still squirming in this direction, and his handsome face was full of solemn expressions.

"Normal attacks don't work against it."

Even his gravity was helpless against it.

Fujikawa didn't speak, but silently took out an ugly pink mormori from his sleeve, on which the words "Get out of the order as soon as possible" were crookedly embroidered with golden silk thread.

He threw the garrison in his hand, and it hit the black varnished slime monster with perfect precision. After a flash of dazzling white light, the black unknown object turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated in the air. In the middle, only an empty street remained.

"Father once said, use magic to defeat magic."

After solving the "monster" on the opposite side, Fujikawa Toki said slowly.

What the hell?Who is dad?Are you not an orphan?Where is dad?

Mr. Zhongyuan was confused.

……

In Yokohama, there have been frequent incidents of drunk people being strangled to death in the alley in the middle of the night. The Minoura police officer who was in charge of handling this incident went back and forth to various murder scenes all day long, but he led his men to investigate for several days in a row. He couldn't find any clues, and he was so anxious that several blisters burned in his mouth.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the man he met before who called himself a detective. Although the man was a bit weird, his reasoning ability was indeed top-notch. Detectives called for help.

The famous detective arrived at the scene quickly, and a black-haired young man in a sand-colored trench coat came with him. The young man's neck and wrists were covered with bandages.

Police Officer Jipu had a little impression of this dark-haired young man. He was also present in the previous incident, and he seemed to be a suicidal maniac who loved suicide.

One or two, either a proud and conceited reasoning maniac, or a suicidal maniac with bandages all over his body, there is no normal person.

"Ah, Police Officer Jipu, long time no see, you look haggard again, haven't you slept well for several days?"

Edogawa Ranpo greeted the haggard middle-aged police officer on the opposite side, then patted him on the shoulder, and said confidently: "Don't worry, since I, a famous detective, have come, then you will start today. You can sleep peacefully."

Officer Jipu took his hand off his shoulder in a somewhat speechless manner. Although he still had that serious face like a bitter melon, his tone of voice did soften a lot.

"Ah, then please."

Ranbu and Dazai walked to the corpse, which was just discovered this morning. Like the previous victims, this person was also strangled to death.

At present, the only thing that can be found in common among the deceased is that they are all men, and they were all killed in a drunk state.

Ranbu took out his pair of black-rimmed glasses from his coat pocket and put them on the bridge of his nose. His expression gradually became dignified from the relaxed at first.

"This is really a terrible murder."

He turned his head and looked at Dazai at the side, and both of them saw a trace of understanding from the bottom of each other's eyes.

Ranbu stood up, looked back at the haggard middle-aged police officer standing behind him, and said slowly.

"Sorry, Officer Jipu, I may not be able to help you catch the prisoner this time."

"Even you can't find out the real identity of the prisoner?!"

Police officer Jipu was shocked. If even this person didn't know who the prisoner was, wouldn't this incident become a case without a head?

"It's not that we don't know, but we can't catch him with our strength."

Edogawa randomly pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose, and replied with a serious expression.

"The so-called art industry has specialization. If you want to catch that prisoner, you can only invite experts in this field."

……

"So what the hell is that?"

Zhong Yuan looked at the black-haired young man beside him, and his handsome brows frowned suddenly.

"Why ordinary attacks are useless to him, you throw a guard out and he disappears."

He looked down at the pink omamori he picked up from the ground when he was looking down at Fujikawa. He recognized this omamori. It was the ugly and strange omamori sold from this man's shrine. Earlier, Takata asked him to help bring one. Going back, it turned out to be of no use, Takata still did not leave the order, and now the girl who is still being pursued rejected him, and went to the bar to get drunk.

"That's 'weird'."

Fujikawa Toki responded lightly.

"Strange?"

It was also the first time Zhongyuan Zhong had heard of such a thing. He looked at the black-haired young man next to him, waiting for him to give a more detailed explanation.

As a result, he waited for a long time, but the person next to him didn't make a sound, so he glanced at him again, and motioned for him to give an explanation with his eyes.

"That's 'weird'."

Fujikawa repeated it again.

"I hear it, so I wonder what the hell is 'weird'?"

One second passed, two seconds passed, ten seconds passed...

"I do not know."

Fujikawa Toki replied slowly.

"what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, "You don't know what you were doing in silence for so long just now? I said you probably knew it, but just forgot."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him suspiciously, and as expected, he saw a slight fluctuation in this person's usually calm black eyes.

Okay, now it's real, this guy just forgot.

……