The power comes from Chaldea

"Chiyo, do you know that the snacks you eat secretly have a different taste~"

In the Armed Detective Agency, Edogawa Ranpo was sitting opposite Mochizuki Chiyo, speaking to her swearingly, holding a bag of snacks in his hand, which strongly proved his own point of view.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

She doesn't know, she doesn't understand.

So that's why you cheated on the president openly!

One should not, at least not—

Wait, the direction seems a bit strange, hey! ?

Mochizuki Chiyo supported her forehead, and asked as if trying to pull back the angle: "By the way, about the day... that was the day I was admitted to the hospital, the details about the explosion that happened in that mansion, and the details inside, Ranpo-sama How much do you know?"

Edogawa Ranpo's cheeks were bulging, and his whole person looked a little more childish: "Well, that explosion... the light like the descending of a god, is it the detail that Mochizuki wants?"

"The light as if the god descended...?" Mochizuki Chiyo was taken aback, murmured and repeated Edogawa Ranpo's words, and blinked thoughtfully.

In fact, Mochizuki Chiyo is more concerned about the whereabouts of Gide who dragged her into the illusion of [book] at this time, but tracing back to the source seems to have to start with the bombing at the Hibari mansion. That's why I asked Edogawa Ranpo again.

After all, Lord Ranpo is still very omnipotent in investigating cases.

But what Edogawa Ranpo said made Mochizuki Chiyo a little suspicious.

After all, the [book] told her that day that this world is an abandoned cage theater where all world lines have been abandoned by gods.

Thinking of this, the black-haired girl looked up at the clock on the wall again.

Ten hours have passed today, and Kyouya Hibari should have received the information that she left the hospital. As for when she will be found, it is really unknown.

But her agreement with Chuya Zhongyuan was to meet after noon.

With such a time difference, there is really...too much actionable content.

Last night was really too hasty, Zhong Yuan was also busy to settle the newcomer of the Port Mafia - Osamu Dazai, the two basically separated without much communication about the next day's affairs.

And in the morning, Mochizuki Chiyo hadn't woken up yet, the phone's text message buzzed a few times first.

The black-haired girl in her sleep had sleepy eyes. She seemed to hear a voice in a daze, but found it difficult to open her eyes. She just let the voice gradually grow louder and soon quieted down, falling into a dream again.

In the dream, there seemed to be a story that caught her attention.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Of course, it turned out that in the dream, there was only meaningless content in the dream about her fighting the book for thirty rounds but being forced to lose because of hunger in the morning.

The text message that was not checked in time was sent by Nakahara Chuya in the early morning, telling Mochizuki Chiyo that he had to take her to check the relevant research materials in the laboratory because of the port mafia's temporary mission, which could only be postponed until It's afternoon.

It is said that there is an organization from Italy who wants to have a further ally meeting with the port mafia.

Italian mafia...

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Unconsciously, I thought of the organization where my cousin worked!

If so, wouldn't she have thrown herself into a trap in this way!

Murphy's Law says it well, you can do whatever you want.

Mochizuki Chiyo shook her head, trying to shake out all the doubts in her heart.

If starting from the direction provided by Edogawa Ranpo, looking for the light like a god, then Mochizuki Chiyo must return to the place where the explosion occurred.

It's just that this is still somewhat difficult for her at present.

——After all, she is now... on the run! !

The black-haired girl blinked and meditated alone.

Regarding what happened with Gide in the hospital that day, Mochizuki Chiyo has actually reviewed many times in her mind.

There is only one strange thing - it was Gide who pulled her in, why is there no Gide in the illusion?

Moreover, according to Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, there is no Gide in the ward.

But... Gide was just a wounded lion cub at that time.

How is it possible... to escape such a long distance alone?

Mochizuki Chiyo really couldn't figure it out, she had clearly glimpsed some of the truth of the world, but at this moment she was blocked on such an unimportant problem.

It’s just that Gide’s disappearance can only explain one thing—those behind-the-scenes instigators hiding in the darkness should all gather on the land of Yokohama.

So where is the body of the "book" hidden?

……

When Mista entered the office of the head of the port mafia, he still liked such a well-regulated organization.

After all, for him who would be unlucky to face 4, even if the people from the port mafia pick up the plane, the cadres and leaders add up, and there are only three people in total!

It is really a rare good civilization.Mista immediately added a layer of favorability to the port mafia in his heart.

Just as soon as he entered the chief's office, Mista noticed something that didn't quite match the chief's appearance.

For example, there are childish-looking children's paintings on the stalls, crayons scattered here and there, and a cute puppet with black hair and a black suit on the mahogany table of his leader.

It seems that the leader in front of him is everywhere...

Mista paused.

The usual direction of thinking should be that this leader is a daughter fanatic, and there are traces of children's lives everywhere in the office.

——He is a family-friendly man.

but!How can the way of thinking of the mafia be ordinary! !

Mista thought about it secretly, and looked over Giorno Giovanna in front of him and stopped on Mori Ogai.

Could it be... This is the ability of this man!

——Mista didn't know that he had unknowingly approached the truth of the matter.

Because of his attention, he was quickly attracted by the puppet on the desk.

Mista: ...

Did that puppet move?

——Could it be that he is a stand-in messenger! ?

However, according to intelligence, there is no trace of substitute messengers in the Yokohama area.

The so-called stand-in is the embodiment of the powerful spiritual ability of human beings, a projection representing life energy.

Because it is life energy, it is actually the embodiment of human potential, so the double can do many things that the main body cannot.

But in other words, if the energy of life is attacked, the body will also be damaged.

For the weak, a double is just another way to get beaten.

As for the substitute, only the substitute envoys can see it.

So, this humanoid puppet in front of me... is it a stand-in, or is it?

Nakahara Chuya: ...

He didn't know the entangled thoughts in Mista's mind, he just felt that this man with a typical Italian face seemed to have been staring at Osamu Dazai on the table for a long time.

He lowered his eyes, and when he glanced over, he happened to see the puppet Dazai Osamu doing a wink there, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily for a moment.

As expected of you, Osamu Dazai.

Making puppets is really different.

Mista on the side also noticed this wink, and clearly judged that this wink was not facing him.

……what to do! ?Is this a living person? ?

In Mista's heart, he fell into a great loss and panic.

——Whether it is our side or the ally side, since they are allies, they are their own people, so the number of people must not exceed four! !

Mr. Mista, who will be unlucky when he meets 4, was anxious in advance.

……

There are still several hours before the appointment time with Nakahara Chuya, Mochizuki Chiyo thought about it.Decided to go around the neighborhood.

For example, that day, she and Gide went to the place of the illusion for the first time.

At that time, in BB's vision, it was she who threw the Holy Grail signature to Gide.

Maybe... it was because of such a move that triggered the next thing.

As for the re-establishment of the connection with Chaldea, Dr. Roman is also working hard to restore the network.But the repair operation across the world line is really too difficult.

Although there are no gods in this world, there are countless substitutes for gods.After being rejected by the consciousness of the world, it is really a difficult problem to want to be recognized again.

As for the few people who have transformed into hand-made dolls because of Mochizuki Chiyo's ability, everything seems to be normal after returning to Chaldea.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

That's great, people...not right!Heroic Spirit is fine!

She greeted Edogawa Ranpo and left the Armed Detective Agency straight away.

Edogawa, who was still leaning on the chair, tilted his head in disorder, and the plastic packaging bag in his hand made a rattling sound when he rubbed it.

He opened his eyes, the green pupils were as calm as a lake, like a clean mirror.

Only the figure of the black-haired girl was reflected in the young man's eyes, like a sacrificial sacrifice, he took the initiative to walk towards the light step by step.

The morning sun gradually became dazzling, and Mochizuki Chiyo in front of him disappeared without a trace as if being engulfed by the light.

Edogawa Ranpo raised his finger and pointed to the table, muttering to himself.

"Hmm...it seems like I should hide all the snacks..."

Mochizuki Chiyo naturally didn't know about Ranpo Edogawa's troubles. After leaving the Armed Detective Agency, she hadn't gone far when she met a strange man in the coffee shop downstairs.

The man has extremely dazzling silver hair, which reflects bright and dazzling brilliance under the hot sun, making it difficult for people to take their eyes off him.

He was dressed like a clown, with a high-necked fancy lapel wrapping his slender neck, and squares painted on his tall hat... No, there were many square elements all over his body.

There are still some clown face paints on his face, but compared to the thick and heavy colors in the circus, his face is still clean and handsome.

"I haven't seen you."

"Well, but I have seen you before."

The clown-looking man nodded his chin and said with a smile, "Maybe it's in a circus performance."

Although he was dressed like a clown, the man in front of him didn't have the sense of absurdity and disobedience of a circus clown.

but--

This approach to strike up a conversation is too low-level! ?