The daily life of the king of gold

"Guian."

At the request of Tiandao Jieyue, Ango Sakaguchi called back the call just now from the attendant of the clock tower of the British supernatural secret service.

"Do you have any regrets in your country, do you need me to convey them to European countries?"

"Unfortunately, no, but are your hands stretched a little too far? [Clock Tower Attendant]'s guard knight commander, Ms. Agatha Christie."

Completely different from Ango Sakaguchi, the young-looking female voice stopped Agatha from bringing the black tea to her lips, and she still maintained her elegance: "I sympathize with your country's experience, but please understand that this is for The whole world."

"Whether the crisis brings comfort to the world depends on what the people present do. Or...do you have doubts about the ability of our kings?"

"The king..."

Agatha murmured, vaguely remembering that there is no such character among the kings: "Excuse me, I don't know who you are?"

"King of Gold."

Tiandao Jieyue has declared her family background, but she still wants to live a safe life, so naturally she will not reveal her real name: "Now everything in Yokohama is taken over by the king, I hope you will not act rashly because of impulse."

"I don't want to know that one day, when I go to London to relax, I will think of this incident. If a sword falls in a bad mood, it may not be easy to explain."

"You are joking."

She responded meekly, and labeled the new King of Gold as a [crazy person]: "Since the King of Gold came to this matter, I don't think we need to worry too much."

"Where, causing trouble to your country is also our negligence."

Tiandao Jieyue became polite with her, and then changed the subject: "The bell tower servants can care about the affairs of Yokohama, presumably because the [Holy Grail War] has been resolved. Your country has such a high work efficiency, if you have time, it is really great I hope our Ability Secret Service Division can learn from you well."

"...that's natural."

In fact, the [Holy Grail War] is not over yet.

It's not that Agatha didn't hear the sting in her words, but no matter what the reason was, she couldn't refute at this time: "We also really hope to communicate with the supernatural beings in your country."

The call was interrupted, and Tsujimura Fukatsuki watched Tiandao Jieyue's smiling face gradually turn cold, and he didn't dare to show his breath for a while.

"The Royal Front..."

She looked at the screen where she was still in video contact: "How is the situation in the fog now?"

The staff of the Ability Secret Service Division replied: "The outliers are still rising."

"What is the exact location of the King of Blue?"

"The King of Blue has entered the Fortress, and the Weitzman's deviation value is rising, and he has entered the battle."

Hearing this, Tiandao Jieyue finally let go of his heart completely.

There is a big difference between the kings and other superpowers. They are the objects cursed by fate and also the objects protected by it.

According to Weitzman's "Umbrella and Bomb" thought experiment, fate is the safety of those who strictly guard the king's power.

The only ones who can harm or even kill the king are the king, or the clan that has been recognized by the king.

Therefore, [Long Yan Between] cannot have any influence on the king.

"He made a move, he should be fine soon."

As if to fulfill her words, it didn't take long for the energy points captured by the machines of the Special Agents Section to weaken, and the fog covering the entire city of Yokohama also gradually subsided.

The morning light shines on the earth, and the sun rises in the sky.

Ordinary people who slept all night returned to this dimension again, they didn't know what happened here, they just started their new day as usual.

It was only after seeing the destruction of the Yokohama Concession surrounded by members of Scepter4 from a distance, they were still shocked, and by the way, rumors spread that there were ghosts in that place.

It's a pity that these are not Tiandao Jieyue's attention.

After the fog cleared and the communication equipment returned to normal, she called Reiji Munakata, confirmed the current situation with him, and returned to the Ability Secret Service Division with them on this plane.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at the junior who was following Tendao Yuyue silently shouting for help to him, pinched the bridge of his nose and brought her to the office of the farming chief. In addition to explaining the business trip of the farming chief, he also gave a brief report The whole thing happened.

In the end, Tiandao Jieyue asked him to sort out the information and submit a complete report. By the way, the cost of rebuilding the Yokohama Concession was deducted from the funds of the Ability Secret Service Division, and this matter was truly over.

"Don't be so discouraged, Sakaguchi-kun."

Tiandao Jieyue patted him on the shoulder: "After all, I'm not a devil, remember to keep smiling when you see me!"

He specially picked the New Year's holiday to inspect, and deducted his bonus and vacation for the next three months as a responsibility. Does this person really have a conscience that doesn't hurt when he says this?

Ango Sakaguchi complained in his heart, but still looked serious on his face.It was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Senior Sakaguchi."

Tsujimura Fukatsuki, who had stayed up all night, was a little drowsy at first, but when he saw the smile of Tendao Jieyue before leaving, he immediately became refreshed: "Did she say anything?"

"...It's nothing." Ango Sakaguchi was silent for a moment, then turned and walked back: "Let's go, continue to work overtime."

Did Ango Sakaguchi sleep today?

Not at all.

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After Tiandao Jieyue left the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he did not choose to return to Tokyo, but instead entered the nearby areas of Yokohama.

After tossing around in the middle of the night, not only was she not sleepy anymore, she was also extraordinarily energetic, especially when the cool morning breeze blew on her face, she completely lost her drowsiness.

The people from the youth group Scepter4 near the Yokohama Concession are still dealing with the follow-up. Tiandao Jieyue is standing in the distance and looking over there like many onlookers, his gaze is fixed on the abandoned high-rise building called "Kaisai". .

Personally, she thought that such a high-rise dangerous building would have been demolished sooner, and she didn't know why the people in Yokohama insisted on keeping it, and it even became a landmark building.

"Good morning, Kizuki."

The wind in the morning was still a bit cold, Tiandao Jieyue pulled up the scarf, and turned his head to look around the corner.

Wearing a black shirt with a white suit vest and jacket, Osamu Dazai stood there and smiled lightly in the morning light.

"Good morning, Dazai-san."

She buried half of her face in the scarf, her cheeks were slightly flushed by the blowing, she looked as if she was shy, and said softly: "This outfit is very handsome, are you going to some kind of banquet?"

"Actually, the banquet is over." Dazai Osamu's voice was a little hoarse, his iris eyes reflected her appearance, and he asked in an extremely lazy voice: "Since you have praised me so much, how about this time?" How about dying with me?"

"I reject."

Tiandao Jieyue rejected him without hesitation, seeing the young man's body shaking, he took a step forward.

Originally, I planned to support him, but this person turned out to be fine, and directly pressed the center of gravity of the body.

He leaned his head on Tiandao Jieyue's shoulder, his breath was weak, but his tone was still so lazy that he seemed careless: "Sorry, let me lean on for a while."

The girl who had already noticed that his physical condition was not right did not speak. She glanced at the red liquid stained on her hand when she was helping his back just now. With the other hand, she took out the terminal from her pocket and dialed the emergency number of the hospital.

Dazai Osamu let out a low laugh, and the resonance in his chest carried a unique charm, making Tiandao Jieyue glance at him sideways: "It seems that he can't die now."

"Don't say such heartless words." He opened his arms and wrapped them around her: "It really hurts."

"Maybe I should have called the police."

In exchange for a chuckle.

In fact, as early as when Osamu Dazai participated in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's incident last night, he should have been taken away by Munakata Reiji to the cell specially prepared by the Aoi Group for supernatural beings.

But for the sake of making him feel interesting, Tiandao Jieyue still helped to make a guarantee there.

Besides, solving a big trouble like Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's was worth the effort.

Although it was the man from the Armed Detective Agency who made the last move.

Thinking about the phone call with Munakata Reishina before, and knowing that a certain blue king entered the sage mode of watching a movie after a fight for a while, Tiandao Jieyue couldn't help looking at the sky.

These kings are really hopeless!

An ambulance arrived quickly and took Osamu Dazai to the hospital.

Sitting in the ward, Tiandao Jieyue looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the man lying on the bed with his eyes closed due to excessive blood loss, and thought of another participant—Dostoevsky.

Dostoevsky has always been cunning, even if he participated in the whole process of this incident, Scepter4 failed to catch him.

He was probably watching the chaos from some corner of Yokohama, and at the same time he had other ideas, waiting for the opportunity to strike at any time.

He is a well-deserved conspirator.

Sometimes Tiandaojieyue thinks that Dostoevsky and Bishuiliu may be very topical, but their purposes are completely opposite, and it is estimated that they will not get along happily.

It's a good thing that they don't conspire against each other, they won't join forces, otherwise she won't be as simple as having a headache.

Tiandao Jieyue walked to the window, opened the screen to let in the bright sunlight outside, the man who had taken a nap for a while also woke up at this time, and was slapped with the hospital bill.

"I have already paid for the medical expenses and hospitalization expenses. In view of Mr. Dazai's good looks, the care expenses are free, but please return the above figures to me when we meet next time. .”

As she spoke, she walked to the door of the ward, looked back at the man who had already taken the bill off his face, and said with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll sue you for sexual harassment."

"That's really a lot of money."

Dazai Osamu looked at the amount on it, and said with a smile: "Can I pay on credit?"

"No."

Tiandao Jieyue seemed to have thought of something, and walked back to the hospital bed again, looking down at the man sitting on the bed: "In order to prevent you from turning your face and denying others when the time comes, please tell me where you work."

"Otherwise, if I can't find anyone, I will be at a loss."

"I'm a detective after all, so please don't treat me like a scoundrel..."

Such words won Tendao Yuzuki's eyes of "Isn't it?" Osamu Dazai smiled helplessly, and put the bill on the bedside cabinet.

He told the address of Tiandaojieyue Armed Detective Agency, only to see the girl nodding in satisfaction: "Then, see you next time."

"Mr. Dazai."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I really want the head of the room to drag Dazai and Mr. Tuo back to the prison. The confinement room, but because the white is too handsome, so let them go for the time being. bushi

So let's guess, Yokohama Lockpicker will steal someone's black card to pay back the money(?)

Yokohama is really miserable. Agatha in the theatrical version said that the burning smell goes well with black tea. I really laughed... So why are you two always so obsessed with burning Yokohama?

Actually, I'd love to see the sword falling in London too (shut up)

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Let's popularize the thought experiment about "Umbrella and Bomb" below, excerpted from Du Niang Encyclopedia↓

"The Chosen Man" stands on the battlefield.Grenades poured down like a rainstorm. However, the grenades that were supposed to explode on the ground deviated from their original vertical trajectory and hit the ground as if to prevent the shrapnel from hurting him.

The greater the power of the grenade, the greater the angle of deviation from the top of its head when it falls.It was as if the "invisible umbrella" was becoming stronger as the power of the grenade increased, and the area it covered was also gradually expanding.So what would happen if an atomic bomb were dropped on this man?Even if the atomic bomb deviates from the orbit and fails to hit him directly, no matter how many kilometers he is from the center of the explosion, he cannot avoid the damage it brings.

However, fate decided to stick to its safety.

The atomic bomb did not fall, nor did it explode.The deadly atomic bomb just stayed still in mid-air, above the "invisible umbrella".

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In the previous chapter, I commented on the lucky little angel—the gentleman is silent, the red envelope has been presented, thank you for your support.