[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

"I didn't think it was you who came here." Fukuzawa Yukichi said, he was standing with his arms folded, the fingertips of his right hand vaguely touching the handle of the knife at his waist, "I originally planned to guess the result of Ranpo Buried in the bottom of my heart, as long as you don't do such a thing."

"Don't talk about you, I didn't expect that either." Mori Ogai shrugged, Alice was levitating beside him in a nurse's cap and a pink and white dress, holding a huge syringe in her hand.

These two people were standing side by side in an abandoned mansion somewhere, waiting for anyone who came.

The person who came was wearing a military uniform. The sand-green western-style military uniform set off his tall and straight figure. The standard belt equipped with the military uniform stretched out the opponent's strong waist. An unsheathed knife was hanging on his left hand.

"The purpose of your appearance here... is what we think?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked, "Are you... that [shady person]?!"

"On this point, seeing that he appeared in front of us at the time [shouldn't] appear here...is it very clear? Your Excellency Fukuzawa?" The scalpel in Mori Ogai's hand was filled with cold light , "How? Do you still have to face the current state of affairs with that useless fluke mentality?"

"No." Fukuzawa Yukichi's hand grasped the sword at his waist. It was a partner who had followed him for decades and witnessed his transformation from an assassin to a bodyguard, and then to the president of an armed detective agency. , "In fact, I have already prepared in my heart."

He looked at the middle-aged man in military uniform and sighed: "When we parted ways, I had this hunch—"

"One day, we will face each other with swords."

"It's a shame that you had such a premonition so early." The middle-aged man also sighed, "You must know that your sudden retreat from the front line... I can completely regard it as a betrayal."

"You already decided that I was a traitor who ran away... But at that time, only by doing that can the high-level people who indulged in paper/drunk/gold/fandom recognize the real state of the world, don't you know?" Fu Ze Yukichi seldom showed a sarcastic expression, but this time he made no secret of his sarcastic intentions, and clearly wrote his disapproval on his face.

"Don't look at me like that. To me, you are a traitor. No matter what your reasons are, this will not change." The other party said, "If it weren't for the pressure from the Supernatural Secret Service of the country next door [just cause] , I will not come here to stop your fight... and I will also add fuel to the flames and kill you two here at the same time."

"It seems that even if you are a fighting hero, you still have to look at the face of the government?" Mori Ogai said with a smile, "Right, Fukuji Sakurachi?"

The middle-aged man tugged at his mustache.

He smacked his lips, and strode up to the two of them.

"All in all, I didn't come to fight or provoke this time." Fukuchi Sakurachi said while looking at Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai.

He smiled abruptly, then pulled out the saber at his waist, and slashed at Fukuzawa Yukichi!

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned sideways suddenly, and when he dodged, he even grabbed Mori Ogai and rolled on the ground together.

The thick wall of the mansion was directly split by the knife with a cold light, bounded by the knife mark, and the half without the load-bearing wall could not bear the traction of gravity, and it fell into ruins.

Even though the mansion has been abandoned, its ability to stand up to this day in an abandoned state shows that it is not as easily damaged as imagined.

But Fukuji Sakurachi split open the mansion with what seemed to be a casual knife, as easy as cutting butter with a heated knife.

"I'm here to kill you directly." Fukuchi Sakurachi exposed half of his body to the noon sun, the saber in his hand gleamed coldly, with a fierce murderous look.

"Ah, this is really..." Mori Ogai got up from Fukuzawa Yukichi's arms.His back was drenched in cold sweat, and even the hand holding the scalpel, which had always been stable and never trembled, began to tremble slightly.

"Take a deep breath, Your Excellency Ogai." Fukuzawa Yukichi put his left hand on the scabbard of the knife around his waist, pushed the knife with his blunt thumb, and pushed the knife out of the scabbard for a short distance, "After all, you Back then on the battlefield, you never fought on the real front line? You are a doctor."

Mori Ogai knew what Fukuzawa Yukichi meant.

Fukuji Sakurachi's murderous aura has been honed over time, and it was completely killed on the battlefield. In this regard, even Mori Ogai, who once served as a first-class deputy military doctor, could not match it.

After all, most of the doctors are still at the rear of the battle line, which is completely different from the frontline soldiers who face the enemy directly... What they see is not a fight like a meat grinder, but the tragedy after the fight.

"You should worry about yourself, Your Excellency Fukuzawa." Mori Ogai suddenly calmed down, "I hope you won't need my emergency treatment then."

"Let the monster girl protect you." Fukuzawa Yukichi pulled out his sword sharply, "I'll leave it to you—"

"Of course you don't need to talk about this kind of thing." Instead, Mori Ogai put away the scalpel in his hand. In contrast, the syringes around Alice increased in multiples. , so what about other people's abilities?"

Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky was sitting in an open-air café.

There was a small radio in front of him, and the sound of flowing music flowed out of the earphones, and was received by him again.

Gogol poked his head out from the stairs, he deftly bypassed the others, and landed beside Fyodor like a flying bird.

"Fetya," he said, "what do we need to do next?"

"The Armed Detective Agency is still within my expectations." Fyodor listened attentively to the switching of the song for a while, "Ivan is preventing them from pursuing Pushkin."

"What, what? Is it time to move Deputy Dounan?" Gogol said enthusiastically while picking up his cloak and putting it on the back of his chair, "Do you need me to appear?"

"No." Fyodor stretched out his hand, and his pale hands fell on Gogol's forehead, "You... don't need to appear on stage anymore."

"Eh?" Gogol was taken aback for a moment, but then he couldn't make a sound anymore.

He kicked his legs slightly and sat down on his own chair.There was blood spurting from his mouth and nose, but Fyodor blocked it tightly with a napkin quickly, stopping the blood that was about to splash on the opponent's white suit.

Gogol coughed twice, his voice and breathing gradually weakened.

He didn't move.

Only those golden eyes widened and stared at the sky, and there was some disbelief in the sluggishness.

"Although it was for freedom, you actually committed a [sin]." Fyodor said softly, "betrayal is a [sin], breathing is a [sin], arrogance is a [sin]... your supernatural powers are also a [sin] It is [sin]."

"Don't you want to seek freedom?" Fyodor said softly, "but as long as a person is alive, there is no way to escape from the cage formed by the skull—your mind is a cage, your bondage is a cage, even this body , is also a prison.”

"From now on, you can cheer loudly, Gogol." Fyodor stood up, threw the napkin stained with blood from Gogol's mouth and nose into the flowerpot, and walked slowly down the stairs , "You have successfully escaped from this cage called [the world], and headed towards the freedom you longed for."

The automatic watering of the flower pot will start after ten seconds, and as the water is flushed, no trace will be left except for this destroyed blood-stained napkin.

Behind him, Gogol's hand hanging under the chair trembled slightly.

Before Fyodor left and walked back to the stronghold, a piece of news was suddenly interrupted on the big screen in the square—the Deputy Minister of Justice, Dounan, died suddenly at the meeting, with bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his death was horrific.

At the same time, the soon-to-be-discovered body of Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky disappeared into a chair in an outdoor café.

Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa stood in front of the coal mine, staring at the mercenaries patrolling ahead.

Five minutes ago, they received the news that Tian Shan Hanabou found out, and learned that the culprit who was bedridden by the president/leader was hiding here.

Tian Shan Hanabou didn't give them any more information, after all [Rats of the Dead House] is an intelligence organization... Even if the members inside are actually just one person and a group of mice, at most they will stay here and hinder them Capture of Pushkin's Ivan Alexandrovich Goncharov.

In order to catch Pushkin and Fyodor who is not here in the coal cave with intricate terrain, Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa must pull each other out of the coal cave without the other party's awareness. come out.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned.

Two small corners protruded from the windbreaker behind him and dug deep into the ground behind him.

"Steady, Renhu." His belt wrapped around Atsushi Nakajima's arm, and then the two [Rashomon] who had plunged into the ground jumped up, sending them both high into the air.

"Actually, I can go in by myself." Atsushi Nakajima said, "My speed can completely prevent them from capturing it, even if it is a camera."

"We have no support." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "Mr. Dazai is not here, and Mr. Shen has disappeared for some reason. The Armed Detective Agency is still stalemate with PortMafia... If Pushkin cannot be caught and released Whether it is this subordinate or you, there is no way to escape [death]. It is best for us not to separate before completing the mission."

"Well, you're right." Atsushi Nakajima shrugged when he landed, "Two people can always help each other together."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't reply.The two [Rashomons] that supported him from the sky were taken back by him, but he didn't tell him to go back into his coat.

They drew a neat circle on the rock wall of the coal cave, then lifted the stone and gently put it aside.

"Let's go, Renhu." Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed softly twice, "I'll leave you behind if you linger, and if I get in the way, I'll beat you up."

"I'm not afraid." Nakajima Atsushi jumped down following Akutagawa Ryunosuke, "Who is the one who said not to separate before completing the task?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke (dislike.jpg): Tsk, Renhu is getting bolder.

Atsushi Nakajima: Ah, there it is, Akutagawa's signature tough mouth and soft heart.

In the dark mine, there is a huge door.

It was a blast door made of the strongest material.

This kind of door is mostly used in bank vaults, so it is expensive to build, but it is very suspicious to say that it is used in an abandoned coal mine at the moment.

Atsushi Nakajima took Ryunosuke Akutagawa across the camera's shooting range, glanced at the passage when passing the fork, and found this strange door almost immediately.

At the speed of [Tiger], it is difficult for the camera to capture him completely. In addition, Ryunosuke Akutagawa is wearing a black windbreaker with a large hem, which completely covers Atsushi Nakajima's figure. can be ignored.

Even if someone intercepts the video from the camera, no matter how you adjust it, you can only get a weird afterimage with a strange shape.

"It should be here." Atsushi Nakajima avoided the last camera and stood at the door of this gate, "But I always have an ominous premonition."

"You don't have to think about it too much." Akutagawa Ryunosuke snorted, "Anyway, when the time comes, you just need to be a bait and a meat shield for this subordinate."

"Tsk." Atsushi Nakajima smacked his lips in disgust, "Although Mr. Dazai has the idea of ​​using me as your meat shield, why is the feeling from your mouth so subtle?"

He took out the cell phone that was in contact with Tian Shan Hanabou from his pocket, and connected it to the intranet at the door... However, the signal of the cell phone disappeared almost in the next second.

But Tayama Hanabou has already hacked into the intranet here, and obtained information about this stronghold——

Alexander Pushkin, the ability [Plague Banquet], can make the virus invade from the wound, causing dizziness, fever, and even difficulty standing.

"Dazai said that Fyodor will be handed over to him and Ranpo-san." Tayama Hanabou said, "You can hunt down Pushkin with peace of mind. In addition, the Armed Detective Agency and PortMafia joined hands after the appearance of Ranpo-san and Nakahara-san. Arrangements are made."

"Is Mr. Ranpo so fast?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback, "Didn't it mean that the novel Mr. Poe wrote this time is difficult?"

"This is not difficult for Mr. Ranpo at all." Tianshan Hanabou typed on the monitor, "They will come out in 10 minutes."

On the other side, he neither received Fyodor's order nor met Atsushi Nakajima and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, so he chose Pushkin who stayed put and sneezed.

"Ahh...the weather in Yokohama really doesn't suit me." He muttered, and joined the patrol team of mercenaries.

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Gogol wanted to confirm Fyodor's supernatural ability before doing anything, but he didn't expect Fyodor to do it as soon as he said it.

But Gogol did not die, he took the opportunity to kill Vice Minister Dounan.He put the cloak on the chair to replace his own brain with that of others at any time, just in case Fyodor would suddenly kill him.

But Fyodor really gave him a slap in the face.

Fukuchi Sakurachi went directly to the door of the two leaders.

The president and Mr. Mori originally planned to "duel", but since Fukuji Sakurachi approached him and generously stated that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, then of course there is no need to "fight".

Okura Yeko has arrived in Yokohama, followed by Suehiro Tetsuchang... In short, their goal is also Fyodor.

In addition, I am not very clear about the hacking technique of Tianshan Hanabou (press the hands that are eager to test), I don’t know that after intruding into the internal network and then disconnecting the external network signal, the intrusion is not counted, but for the time being, it is all for the time being. count it.

Ranpo came out of the book written by Edgar Allan Poe in 10 minutes later. He is currently directing the members of PortMafia and the Armed Detective Agency. I'll bring back a bottle of lemon wave pop", "You, remember to bring me two packs of thick snacks when you come back from the mission", and "You remember to buy me a pack of potato chips, or I will kill you and your wife [Muffling——] It's time to tell about [Muffling]."

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it for a while, and decided to turn around and give some subsidies to this group of subordinates who were instructed by the detective to "use public equipment for private use".

As for Sigma... This kid was foolishly staying in Shinjuku, Tokyo to inspect his colleagues. Fyodor threw away the information after he got the information, and didn't even think about including Sigma in this battle.

In short, after the total phagocytosis, the medical specialization is over, and the [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] are all over, why not end it.

After that, it may be that Zhou Geng Miao Miao Dun and Yuan Geng Diao Diao will not change. The Taoist priest will take a moment and I will start writing Western Fantasy.

Original Western Fantasy is not necessarily posted on this account.