Even Dazai can't think of it

The recent Yokohama is full of impetuous atmosphere. Although it is not yet summer, the air seems to be filled with sultry heat, and every move makes people feel irritable.

At the corner at the end of the street, two people passing by in a hurry quarreled again because of the collision. Flames burst out from the windows of an apartment on a certain floor, and scattered onlookers gathered downstairs, and some of them seemed to be lying on the ground crying bitterly.

The manager of the convenience store was sitting at the checkout counter, looking at the orange-red flames slowly spreading from the apartment, he fanned his fan, and his tone sounded gloating, the manager said to the girl waiting for the checkout: "You deserve it, then family."

"..." Hatsusaki suspected that she had heard it wrong, she made a confused voice completely instinctively, "Huh?"

The store manager pouted at her and motioned her to look in the direction of the fire truck: "That's the one—did you see it? The apartment that was on fire is the sixth household whose home was burned this month."

"Sixth household?" Hatsumi subconsciously squeezed the bag in her hand, her gaze passed over the busy firefighters, and then she slowly let go of her squeezed hands, "It's only NO.12 today, why is it so lately? Too many fires, are you okay with them?"

But Hatsusaki immediately realized something was wrong, she frowned: "There are so many fires, why is there no urgent desire for help in the wish?"

The system was also at a loss, and he said anxiously, "Could it be the people we blocked, right? That would be like..." dying because of them.

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence." Hatsusaki was very calm, she took out an appropriate amount of banknotes from her wallet, and comforted, "And we didn't block those people for no reason, don't think too much about everything. "

"Oh, it's okay if people say it. I heard that they were not at home when the fire happened." The store manager shook his fan, and there was even a hint of disdain in his expression, "Anyway, they are some people who don't respect God, it's all retribution La."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "...?"

Hatsusaki's mind was blank for a few seconds. It's not that she has never seen a superstitious person, but she has never seen a believer who can say such things while watching other people suffer disasters. She didn't know what to do for a while. No matter what, he had to show a dry smile.

The store manager noticed the astonishment in the girl's expression, and he said in surprise as if he had discovered something incredible: "What, this expression...ah, you don't know that, do you?"

"Eh?" Hatsusaki repeated in confusion, "...that?"

"That's it!" The store manager was so excited that he danced his hands and feet. He even stretched out half of his body and pulled Hatsusaki into the store, and said in a very proud and mysterious tone, "Are you young people like you?" Is it the most important thing to know about this kind of thing? You should pay more attention to this kind of thing—”

"Our Yokohama is guarded by a god!"

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki immediately thought of something not so good, and she tentatively said cautiously: "This, this, is it normal? Isn't there a saying that each god will protect more than a dozen people?"

The store manager showed an offended expression, and he looked at Hatsusaki very disapprovingly: "How can you compare the patron saint of Yokohama with those gods! And the patron saint is not those hopeless sustenance, he is a real life The gods in Yokohama!... Ah, maybe someday the gods will step into my store to buy something, if it is true." The middle-aged man showed a very longing expression.

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "???!!!"

She can think of what this so-called Yokohama patron saint is with her toes! !

As if a half-person-high rock hit Hatsusaki's head with a thud, she was stunned by the news for a while before recovering from it, she stood there blankly, the plastic bag in her hand gradually became hot: "No, that's not right. Ah, Tongtong, we only checked the Internet public opinion last month! Wasn’t this thing still an urban legend level gossip at that time??”

The system was puzzled: "I also specially spared the operating space to run the program that automatically guides public opinion! The program has no warning, and public opinion should still be within the control range..."

The store manager didn't seem to see the confusion on Hatsusaki's face, and he said in a reverent tone: "It's all because of the patron saint, that's why the mafia that were fighting non-stop before stopped fighting, and the bad guys who came to Yokohama also stopped fighting." It’s a lot more peaceful, it’s said that even Radium Bowl Street has become orderly, it’s all thanks to the patron saint.”

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki felt as if she had lost the ability to speak, she squeezed out a voice very difficultly: "No, aren't they all legends, or don't..."

"How can you erase the achievements of the gods like this!" The store manager's expression suddenly became very scary, "If you say such things again, you will become the same as those people? The gods are so gentle, even punishment Not willing to hurt his people, if I want to say that those people should—"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Hatsusaki fled the convenience store in embarrassment. The crowd of onlookers in the distance had already dispersed, and the ambulancemen were dealing with the aftermath. She took out her phone and logged onto the popular forum, but there was nothing in the forum. Abnormal content, "What the hell is going on?"

Although Hatsusaki is too busy to read the news often, she is definitely not so dull that the rumors spread like this and she can't find it, not to mention the systematic 24h monitoring.

...And the expression of that person just now is too abnormal, it is not the expression of an ordinary religious person at all.

The system silently sorted out the data of the background program: "There is no obvious abnormality in the data, but the kind of remarks just now have suddenly increased since this month, but it has not yet reached the point where an early warning is required, so the program did not call the police."

Hatsusaki frowned and said nothing, the system carefully said: "In terms of probability, it is also possible that we happened to meet an extreme case."

"..." Hatsusaki pressed her heart that was beating fast in her chest. She was a little uneasy. This kind of uneasiness only appeared when she was counted by the port mafia last time. Hatsusaki took a few deep breaths, "Did you say that?" Wrong, it may be an example. Let's find a way to investigate first."

... Even so, Hatsusaki has no idea how to investigate such rumors.

The system analyzed the users who made similar comments on the Internet, but it can only judge that the scope of the rumor spread is very wide. The system twisted into a ball for the rare data stream, and then he had a flash of inspiration: "Yes, Saki! There is a specialization in surgery. The armed detective agency should be very good at investigating these things, right?"

Hatsusaki: "Is there such a thing in the business of the detective agency?"

System: "...It seems that I don't take this kind of mission very much, but a detective agency should know how to investigate such unsourced information, right?"

"...That's true," Hatsusaki just wanted to shake her head in denial, but was persuaded by the system, and changed her words, "Then entrust them to investigate first, everything, how much money do we have left?"

The system added and subtracted, and reported a number: "It's absolutely fine to be a commission fee."

It happened to be not far from the Armed Detective Agency. Hatsusaki simply walked over with her things in her hands. She paused halfway, raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at a certain floor, and sighed gloomily: "That's the room where I live. It took a few days and cost me a lot of money."

The comfort of the system's familiarity: "It's okay, it's okay, there will be old and new."

Hatsusaki: "...ah."

Pushing open the main entrance of the detective agency, Edogawa Ranpo, who was sitting at the innermost desk, just glanced lazily, and turned the chair out of the window with little interest. The potato chips were bitten by him, and he was vague. He said hello: "It's you."

The girl with the metal butterfly hair ornament gently put the organized documents on the table, then walked towards her, and took her to the reception sofa: "I came here today, do you have any important entrustments?"

Hatsusaki squeezed her fingers a little nervously, and slowly said the reason that came to mind on the way: "I would like to ask you to investigate the urban legend that this city has a patron saint that seems to be very popular recently."

Yu Xieye Akiko was slightly taken aback, she politely refused: "Sorry, this kind of—"

"I met some people who were obsessed with this legend before," Hatsusaki interrupted Akiko Yosano as if she didn't hear it, and said half-truthfully, considering the possibility of successfully lying in front of Edogawa Ranpo , "I'm a little worried about their mental state. Everyone was fine last month, but this month..."

She paused for a while, and then said: "So I want to entrust a detective agency to investigate."

Yosano Akiko's expression became serious: "Is that so...I understand."

But Yosano Akiko also took a precautionary shot in advance: "Based on this information alone, there may not be many things that can be investigated, but we will definitely try our best."

Hatsusaki was already mentally prepared: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

After leaving the detective agency, Hatsusaki went straight to Lupin's bar, the system was confused: "Are you going to the bar so early?"

"Well, I want to see if I can wait for Dazai and the others today," Hatsusaki said directly, "Even if you can't wait, you can ask the store manager if he knows about these rumors... I feel something is wrong now, and I always feel that I am not in a hurry It will be very troublesome if the investigation is clear.”

System: "Then be careful."

Even in the daytime, this alley was still gloomy and unable to cast light, when Misaki's feet landed somewhere on the ground——

Mutation!

The ferocious long black belt jumped out from the ground in an instant, attacking her like a sharp blade!The black and red filth instantly attached to the body, and the black beast was severely pressed to the ground by gravity!

There was a screaming sound of piercing the air from behind, and the black figure was attacking her straight, the legs attached to gravity swept back, but the attacker kept the black beast away from her, but this was not over yet, The other party seized the short gap when he raised his leg, and the black beast attacked with fists wrapped around it, mixed with the boy's roar——

The raging black beast made it impossible to escape the air strike. Hatsusaki's patience was exhausted by the inexplicable attack. The boy was instantly pressed to the ground by the gravity several times his body weight. The black beast retracted to the surface of the boy's body overwhelmed .

"Really..." Hatsusaki breathed a sigh of relief, her frightened brain dullly judged who was coming, "... Akutagawa?"

"—Oh, do you know me?" A familiar voice came from behind, Dazai Osamu walked over from the other end, perhaps because the alley was too gloomy, even though Dazai Osamu spoke in that lively tone, but He also looked gloomy and dangerous.

This scene is somewhat familiar, thinking back when she met Akutagawa Ryunosuke for the first time, she started fighting after a disagreement—not even a word—so Hatsusaki instinctively said, “He just now Want to hit me!"

"...No, he has already hit it!" After blurting out, Hatsusaki realized something was wrong, and made a patch slowly.

There was a sharp needle-like pain on her face, she took a breath, subconsciously stretched out her hand and pressed it on her face, leaving a faint trace of blood on her finger.

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki: "..."

Hatsusaki stared at the bloodstains on her hands, her mind went blank, and the tingling sensation on her face became stronger and stronger. She was aggrieved and angrily reprimanded: "You, you just hit someone! How can you hit your face!"

Beast! !