After the overlord hit the bow, Dazai

"Losing money?! What are you driving—"

"Chuya! Help us! We were caught by the port mafia! Hearing the cries in the recorder, Zhongya Chuya's pupils shrank suddenly.

"you!!!"

"Nakaya-kun," Mori Ogai put away the recorder and sighed, "Have you considered it?"

"Damn it..." Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth fiercely. If he was alone, he could run away regardless of everything, but his companion fell into the hands of Hong Kong gangsters. It has to be said that the other party caught him very well. weakness.

The king of sheep has always valued the existence of his companions.

"I don't have that much money." Zhong Yuan said coldly, "So, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Smart choice." Mori Ogai pressed the remote control, and a surveillance video began to play on the huge screen.

"Revenge..." the old man said hoarsely in the surveillance video.

The next moment, the familiar black flame surged out, sweeping everything.

"As you can see, the ancestors of the port mafia have been revived." Mori Ogai turned off the video and said flatly, "We must find out the truth before the modernists see this video... Nakaya-kun, if the ancestors are really Resurrected, thinking about it, you don’t want Yokohama to fall into the chaotic and dark days of the past again, right? Moreover, the events of Araba’s vomiting and the resurrection of the ancestors are the same thing in the final analysis, and it’s not harmful for you to investigate together.”

"I see," Nakahara Nakaya said in a deep voice, "For the time being, we will cooperate with you Hong Kong gangsters for the time being, but after this matter is over, the previous things will be cancelled."

"No problem," Mori Ogai raised the corners of his lips and looked at me, "So, where is Miss Huang Shang?"

I rubbed my chin, but I was thinking about something else, "Huangba spit can revive people? Zombie zombies? Virus outbreak? Biohazard? Could it be because of this that the world was destroyed? I thought it was a direct explosion that caused a tsunami. "

"According to the rumors, Huangba's vomiting is because of the gods born when the soldiers died...it should have nothing to do with the so-called zombies." Osamu Dazai said lazily, "Miss, you have a big brain~"

"So, is the body of the ancestors still there?" I changed the question.

"After the ancestors died, they were buried in the exclusive cemetery of the port mafia," Mori Ogai said uncertainly. "There are special people patrolling there, but generally speaking, no one will go there."

"Buried?"

Mori Ogai was silent for a while, "Yes."

I sneered, "If it's cremated, nothing will happen."

"After all, he is the leader of the previous generation, so the corpse must always be kept intact."

"I thought, Mr. Yisen, your strategy is to destroy the corpse after murdering the ancestors." I didn't seem to see the other party's gloomy expression and said, "Keeping things like corpses is a hidden danger. If someone If you don’t believe the cause of death and go directly to the autopsy, or simply forge the cause of death, you will be in danger, Mr. Sen.”

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had no intention of hearing this kind of secret, also broke out in a cold sweat, "Hey, it's true."

"Ah, of course it's true," Mr. Mori laughed suddenly, and said briskly, "I killed the former leader and forged the cause of death and the will, and Dazai-kun is a witness, is there any problem?"

"Cut." Osamu Dazai turned his head away.

"Of course there is a problem, Dr. Sen," I looked up at him, "the other party is here for you, it is obvious that the other party's ability is very special, it should be a space system ability, and he can manipulate corpses. Some things, if you are familiar with the internal structure of Hong Kong gangsters, it must be done by insiders."

"But, what does this have to do with Huang Ba's vomiting?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked with a frown. "Is it just a pretense?"

"It might be the insider, or another wave of people did it, but it was just being tricked." I yawned, "I heard that the situation of the port mafia is not good right now? So there are other organizations deliberately It’s not sure if these things come up to fish in troubled waters.”

"Yes," Mori Ogai said regretfully, "It's a pity that Ms. Huang Shang is only visiting Yokohama, otherwise I really want to invite you to join our port mafia."

"Thank you, I'm still a minor, I don't plan to become a social animal, and as a good young man in the new century, I will never be a gangster." I glanced at Osamu Dazai, meaning to say, "What's more, seeing Dazai-kun being killed The tragedy of oppression, even gangsters can't join you."

"Yes~" Dazai Osamu shook his arm that had been casted, and said weakly, "Mr. Mori, super~super~over~point~"

"Forget it, anyway, I hope you find out the truth as soon as possible."

After coming out of the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters, I plan to part ways with them.

"Eh? Miss, aren't you planning to go with us?" Osamu Dazai waved his hands in front of me exaggeratedly, "What a pity, I thought I could exchange feelings with Miss."

I stared into his emotionless iris-colored eyes, and smiled suddenly, "Really?"

"Yeah~" He puffed up his cheeks and nodded, "After all, I'm super interested in you, Miss~"

"What a coincidence, I'm also very interested in you." I leaned closer to him, because of the similar height, the two of us were very close, nose to nose, I could almost feel the breath of the other side, as if the next second It's like being able to kiss.

"Wow~" He slid back suddenly, leaving a long distance from me, "Miss, you are so enthusiastic!"

"Maybe it's because your face is pretty in line with my aesthetics?"

"Hey~ This is really..."

"Hey! You two have talked enough!" Zhongya Zhongya, who had walked a long way, turned around and found that we were still standing in place, and suddenly became angry, "Isn't it better to finish it early?! "

"That's why you are not popular with women, little man!" Osamu Dazai shouted dissatisfied.

"Asshole! I'm only 15 and still growing taller!"

"I'm also 15 years old, but I'm so much taller than you~" Osamu Dazai mocked the height gap between the two of them deliberately.

"I'm fourteen, taller than both of you guys." I said coldly.

Although the insole is relatively high, it is also higher than them!

Nakahara Chuya: "...shut up!"

Osamu Dazai: "Cut."

After parting with them, I came to the Armed Detective Agency.

"Excuse me~" I walked in with a few boxes of thick dim sum that Edogawa Ranpo had ordered, "Is Mr. Ranpo here? I brought you some dim sum."

"Here!" Edogawa Ranpo's eyes lit up when he saw the dim sum, and he raised his hand happily, "Hurry up and bring the detective's favorite snack!"

"Miss Huang Shang," Yosano Akiko made me a cup of tea and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the detective agency has not found Mr. Natsume's whereabouts for the time being."

"Hmph, my lord said that the other party will find her by himself." Edogawa Ranpo complained while unwrapping the wrapping paper.

"In fact, it is true. Natsume-sensei came to see me this morning." I took a sip of tea and said casually, "I came this time to tell you about it. By the way, how much do you know about Huangba's spit?" ?”

"Araba spit...?" Yosano Akiko frowned and thought about it carefully, "The one that caused the explosion in Leibo Street eight years ago? Sorry, I don't know about it. The detective agency was not established at that time and there is no record , the president may know... why did Miss Huang Shang suddenly investigate Huangba and vomit?"

"Because Natsume-sensei said that Araba will destroy the world." I said with a serious face, "so my task is to kill it in the bud."

"Destroy the world?" Yosano Akiko was taken aback, "Really? Is it so exaggerated?"

"Yes, Natsume-sensei said that the Araba spit explosion would cause a tsunami, which would be a catastrophe for all mankind," I said without any guilt, "I believe Natsume-sensei will not lie."

"Idiot," Edogawa Ranpo muttered softly while eating his snacks, "That's not..."

"Mr. Ranpo, are the desserts delicious?" Taking advantage of the gap between Yosano Akiko and Fukuzawa Yukichi, I said sullenly, "After all, it is a limited edition, and I queued up for a long time when I bought it. "

"Understood, Ranpo-sama won't talk nonsense," Edogawa Ranpo shut his mouth wisely in front of the delicious snacks, "But you really plan to...?"

"It depends," I said indifferently, "but Huang Ba's vomiting is indeed a hidden danger. If it really blows up completely, the whole of Yokohama will really be destroyed."

"That's why you're looking for my lord? It's more than that."

"Ang, I want some hints, after all, I need to get ahead of those two brats."

"For the sake of snacks, I will forcefully give you a hint!" Edogawa Ranbo said angrily, his emerald green eyes shining brightly, "The hint is the sea, and besides, you guessed everything else right. Woolen cloth."

"Sea..." I fell into deep thought, "Understood, then I'm going to save the world."

"Remember to bring their dim sum next time you come!"

"I know the big detective!"