Social animals don't deserve love

I used to think that even people with supernatural powers have to follow the basic laws and there is a rough boundary. I have worked in a detective agency for so long and have seen more and more strange power effects. I have to admit that there are many kinds of supernatural powers in this world. , the effect is wonderful, only dare not think, nothing unexpected.

Perhaps it is based on these extraordinary abilities beyond imagination that Dostoevsky can calmly make a series of plans.

We still don't know what he wants to do, but one thing can be confirmed, just like other people with supernatural abilities who were raided by Hawthorne before, it was just his experiment to provoke the armed detective agency to turn against PortMafia.

If you really want to make a deadly attack, it must be an unavoidable thunderbolt, and it doesn't have to be like this at all-the more roundabout and the more intermediate operations, the lower the fault tolerance rate of the plan.I don't think well-meaning Russian friends can recruit enough and suitable people to cooperate with him when he is far away from the mainland.

The most important thing is that Dostoevsky probably still doesn't know the relationship between the "book" and me, otherwise there is no need to make such a big effort.But as the situation develops, he may turn "experiment" into "endgame" at any time, and we know very little about the web woven by this man.

The news of the attack on the leader of PortMafia reached the Armed Detective Agency early in the morning, and Ranpo-san and Osamu Dazai, who walked into the office early for the first time, dragged a chair and sat in front of me.The three of us are just as careful about the answers as the candidates after the exam

"The devil wants us to break with the port."

"It's best to fight with both sides wounded and form a death feud. It is unlikely that they will end up together, but he really wants Mori Ogai to die."

"If it were me, I would definitely find a way to make the leaders of the two parties fall into the crisis of the prisoner's dilemma at the same time. Once the game enters the zero-sum stage, the situation is basically endless."

"So what will he do? As long as the opponent is prepared for the surprise attack, he can't use it a second time. He must have prepared a second move."

"Um……"

Me: "Kill the flower bag first."

Osamu Dazai: "Abduct Fubuki-chan and continue to hypnotize."

Mr. Ranpo: "Then the second person to die is probably Sakaguchi."

Osamu Dazai: "If you run out of chess pieces, you can 'suicide'. There is no proof of death, and it is very logical to trap the detective agency in injustice."

"The three largest organizations in Yokohama were simultaneously pulled into the swamp at once."

"It's fine, you three!" Mr. Kunikida, who couldn't listen anymore, reduced the number of pens by one: "Don't look excited and plan how to break through your side!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Ahahahahaha." Dazai's eyes were dark, and he swayed his arms on the back of the chair: "The leaders of the two parties were attacked at the same time, and the devil must have a way to make us kill each other But the president did not fall into the trap, this method is temporarily aborted, and there is no guarantee that it will not be used in other places."

"Once you fight against the enemy, you have to be as careful as possible not to get hurt." Mr. Ranpo tore off the lollipop that he had been holding in his hand all the time: "I'll leave the problem of people with supernatural powers to you, and I'll focus on the troubles from ordinary people. Well...don't leave alone."

Me: "...I'm really sorry for the low combat power... By the way, do you need to contact PortMafia? Anyway, the two sides are still in the cooperation period, and there is no particularly annoying person in PortMafia except for Mr. Mori!"

"It exists, for example, the black dwarf!" Dazai's speech was interrupted by Socrates who fell from the sky, and Tangerine stepped on his head and jumped to the ground, making a solid "bang bang" sound.

"Okay, personal grievances are out of the scope of the discussion, Dazai, you already know what it is." Mr. Ranpo took out his glasses, Dazai didn't dare to act like a demon again, and shook his head while shaking the cat on his hair with disgust Mao: "Just recently a cadre died. Based on this news, I speculated that Dostoevsky already knew the personal information of most people with supernatural powers in Yokohama."

"The biggest difference between PortMafia and us." My eyes followed the tip of Socrates' tail covered on the claws: "PortMafia has always respected the leader, and no matter who in the entire organization must obey the orders of the leader... the leader To bring down the entire organization would be to fall into a state of blind disorder."

"To put it bluntly, it's stupid." Dazai Osamu sneered after shaking off the cat's fur: "A group of brainless idiots followed the only brainy villain, stupid and bad together...Ah!"

"Blowing snow sauce! This big bad cat bit me! It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Socrates bit Dazai's bandage-wrapped wrist hard, blood was seen soon.

"Socrates, let go! Dazai can't eat it, what if you catch some bad disease after eating it!"

Hurriedly "picking" the cat down and holding it down with all his might, Dazai ran to Dr. Yosano, crying with tears in his eyes: "Doctor Yosano! I'm injured!"

He ran away quickly in the opposite direction from the treatment room, and sure enough, he was going to contact the former colleagues of PortMafia.It's so awkward, why didn't you kill you, Osamu Dazai?

Following his exit, the orange cat regained its calmness and rationality, flicked its tail and sulked under the desk, refusing to come out.

"Sometimes this cat looks like a human being." Mr. Ranpo narrowed his eyes, and I spread my hands: "I checked, the pet shop, Akiko, and Dazai tried it himself, and it's really just an ordinary adopted stray cat. "

"Really, we will study after this matter is resolved."

He put the glasses back into his pocket: "I'm not worried about attacks from people with supernatural powers, I'm only worried that the other party will force everyone to be separated by means we can't refuse..."

"For example, the number of commissions has suddenly increased recently." I also thought of this point. The commissions that have been accepted must be completed, otherwise even if they can survive the difficulties now, the detective agency will face the dilemma of credit bankruptcy and cannot operate in the future.

Opening the work record book, I looked at the number of commissions marked this week: "Fortunately, all the clerks left their posts last night to rest, and they will not accept new commissions for the time being."

"Mr. Kunikida, how long is the latest deadline for the remaining unfinished commissions?"

Ranpo-san and I went to see him together, Kunikida Doppo frowned and looked through the handbook: "In the most recent week, most of them still have ten days left."

"The delay in delivery is requested on the grounds of force majeure. Everyone suspends the work at hand. I will bear all the responsibilities. I will go and explain the situation to the president." Mr. Ranpo's expression at this moment is extremely handsome, and the president's consecutive attacks have become more dangerous , this incident immediately pulled this young man who refused to grow up from his childhood dream into reality.

The crisp sound of closing the accounts echoed in the office, and our next president stood up with a smile: "You are the pillar of our detective agency, a treasure-level detective. Just leave the small things like taking responsibility and reporting to me. The president will understand, if there is a loss of commission... I will send Adun to distribute leaflets outside in the future."

Everyone laughed happily except for Adun who kept asking "What? What? What?".

Because of the invasion of the enemy, I was left in the office as the last insurance to protect the "book", and the president held the knife to let the "sheep" go by himself.Together with me, I, Osamu Dazai, and Mr. Ranpo agreed that he would be the first to be killed. The eyes hidden in the radio waves of the Armed Detective Agency-Tayama Hanabou, and Mr. Ranpo, who is also worrying about his combat effectiveness .

The flower bag wrapped in a quilt looked even more haggard than two years ago, and besides "Fangzi", he added "Nadeshiko" in his mouth.It is said that he fell in love with a girl who was "pure and beautiful like a white lotus" at first sight on the street, but it was hard to find her with a sneak shot of her profile, and fell into an incurable lovesickness under such circumstances.

I always have respect and blessings for the warriors who can muster up the courage to step into the river of love.Right now, there is no way to help him find this "Nadeko", and he can only promise that after the crisis is over, everyone will be mobilized to investigate him carefully.With his back turned to us, weeping and nodding in agreement, he stayed in the office with nothing to do, so he wrote a four-meter-long confession letter with infinite enthusiasm, and only waited for it to be handed over to the girl in the future.

Uh... Although his probability of being dumped is as high as 90.00%, at least his courage and sincerity can be seen, four meters!I just took one more look at them in the crowd, and even thought of the name of the second child. It is indeed you, Mr. Tianshan Hanabou.

The office of the detective agency is peaceful, and outside the office...in fact, it is quite peaceful.

PortMafia did not know what kind of agreement they had reached with Dazai after receiving relevant warnings. They have been randomly appearing in the streets and alleys recently. I don’t know if they pose a threat to Dostoevsky, but the law and order have improved...

Once the comparison was made, the faces of the Metropolitan Police Department and the military police were almost smashed.

This is the third day I was forced to stay in the office. Before dusk, there was news from PortMafia that Mr. Mori had recovered to the point where he could control his subordinates normally. It seemed that the situation was developing in our favor—until this one night.

After taking sleeping pills for so long, I have not dreamed for a long time, and this night, the long-lost dream returned to my boyhood.My father sat on the porch with his coat on and watched the cherry trees bloom. The fallen flowers scattered across the street, flying like white butterflies into the depths of the blue sky.

"Chuixue?" Luo Ying was gradually drenched in blood, and the ominous Ye Yan woke me up from my sleep, as if my father's call was still echoing in my ear.

"Hoo-hoo--" Get off the bed in the treatment room and open the door to enter the office. The room is dead silent. Akiko, Hanako, and the president can't see any of them. Mr. Ranpo is holding potato chips and looking back in surprise Looking at me: "Xiao Fuxue, did you see the president? He was still sitting here just now, I just dozed off, and the president disappeared out of thin air!"

A dense milky white fog floated outside the window at some point.