Social animals don't deserve love

"Fubuki said that the power room is on the third floor, and the treasury is on the first floor. All the convertible coins here are miniature bombs. Handle them carefully. The devil Dostoevsky and the clown Gog of the Rat of the Dead House The reason is there, as for the casino manager Sigma, he belongs to another organization called the Five Decays of Heaven and Man."

"Edogawa Rampo said that Dostoevsky intends to send these bombs to all parts of the world through currency circulation, and then detonate them at the same time at a certain time."

"Dazai asked you to take Aton and Kenji down, and find a way to cut off the power and let this thing fall to the surface of the sea."

Ango Sakaguchi had a natural expression, looking sideways as if chatting with an acquaintance, and handed over the information to Doppo Kunikida, the investigator of the "armed" detective agency who was in charge of the action.The latter looked horrified: "Where did you know this?"

Why can't I hear you?

"The first sentence is 'let's start'. Since then, every card played by Fubuki is a password. Edogawa Ranpo also uses the password to talk to her. As for Dazai..." He raised his hand and knocked on the headset: "He A relatively simple Morse code that can transmit messages by controlling the heartbeat."

Kunikida Dobubu: "..."

It turns out that smart people really communicate through radio waves, and professional intelligence personnel are really extraordinary.

The young official who kept an eye on the card game accurately reported the mission location, and Kunikida found out from the crowd Aton, who couldn't act at all, and was sent to the buffet to eat, and Kenji, who couldn't eat, so went to the show.The three of them touched their heads and headed towards the ground floor under the cover of Junichiro Tanizaki.

Seeing the actions of their colleagues, Ranpo Edogawa and Osamu Dazai decided to end the game at the same time. Of course, I thought so too.

Dazai's flirtatious and prodigal person is not to be defeated, he showed his hospitality in front of the public and his former friends, and slipped a micro-communicator into my palm by the way.

So this round of blackjack ended like this, and it seemed to be more in line with Sigma's concept of casino management-not afraid of customers winning money, but only afraid of damage to the casino.It's okay for people to leave with some benefits. Under the operation of this kind of no-cost business, money is just a rolling number, and everything is less important than the casino itself.

The moment Dazai agreed to break out at the upstairs bar, the man-made floating island suspended over the open sea trembled violently, and its height also changed

Probably Mr. Kunikida found the location of the power room.

The one who dared to attack Sky Casino was not Dostoevsky but Sigma who was the first to be furious.In order to solve this problem, I got up and ordered the bodyguards to maintain the order of the guests first, and then I tightened my shawl and rushed to the manager's office.

For him, this casino is everything, and no one can touch it.

Sure enough, Sigma was watching the monitor closely in the office. When he saw me walking in, his expression was very bad: "Anna, why are you here?"

"The bodyguards have been ordered to maintain order, and the guests who have booked the room withdraw to the room. The individual guests are sitting in the restaurant with desserts and waiting for news. If the problem is solved in time and more gifts are given, and some new games are arranged, nothing will happen to the casino."

I stepped forward and looked at the monitoring, and there was indeed thick smoke billowing from the power room: "Who did it? The monitoring didn't take pictures?"

"It's abominable if it doesn't exist! The main power room is shut down, so we can only rely on the backup power to lower it to a safe height, and try to avoid injuring the guests."

Sigma was so angry that he propped his head on the table and frowned: "Anna, you can withdraw with Fyodor first, I'm afraid the person who came this time is not good."

"What do you do? Brother, I can't leave you alone on this ship."

I took two steps forward and approached him very close, about as close as Naomi was to Junichiro.Sigma blushed, and wanted to hide a little bit, but in order to maintain his "brother" airs, he refused to retreat: "What nonsense, you and the casino are equally important to me, how can you put all your eggs in the same basket What about here? The casino is under attack, Fyodor will definitely change the base quickly, go with him, he will take care of you."

The two-color long hair swept across my face, I let go of the injection hidden in my hand, gave up taking too cruel actions, and went to the tea room, turned my back to him and made black tea: "What does it matter, and Goge It makes sense. Maybe it’s just a thief who wants to grab something, and he will be caught by the bodyguards later.”

When I turned around again, I was holding a misty teacup in my hand, and the pried needle was hidden in Sigma's stationery container as he approached him.

"After drinking this cup of black tea, if the trouble is not resolved, I will leave, okay?"

He glanced at me, then looked at the teacup, and took a few seconds to raise the cup to take a sip slowly: "Alright, at least one of the two important things can protect one of them."

——I wanted to drink it down with a bold face, but it was too hot to do it...

"The casino will be fine, and neither will I. Don't worry. I'm going to find Fei Jia now. I don't know if he's still there."

Patting him on the shoulder, I exit the manager's office.

The content that should be written in the book will be finished after reading Oda Sakunosuke's novel, and he will not disappear with the destruction of the page in Fei Jia's hand.

The casino floating in the sky, I don't know if Mr. Sen is interested in multiple cadres.

Dazai said that he would be in the middle to help coordinate, which means there is no problem.It would be best not to hurt Sigma, he is the most innocent person in this game.

Take the fire elevator to the top floor, which is where the backup escape pods are located and why Dostoevsky wanted to set up one of his hideouts here.

"Fedya? Fedya? Great, you and Gogol are here." I breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward. The two young Russians seemed to have just finished their conversation, and when they saw me, they turned around and smiled.

"I'll deal with the disturbance first." Gogol made an exaggerated court salute, shook his cloak and disappeared, leaving me alone with Dostoevsky: "Are you scared? The chaos just now."

"How can I not be afraid? This is the first time I have encountered such a situation. I was in the lobby just now. After the initial evacuation of the crowd to deal with the crisis, I went to my brother. Said you were leaving..."

Walking forward to his side, looking up into the deep purple eyes of the Russian good friend: "Are you really leaving?"

He looked down at me, for a long time lightly clenched his fists between his lips and smiled twice: "Anna, you are so cute."

"Let me think about it, how can I make you so sinful that you have to stay by my side?"

The distance between us is at the point where he can easily grab me to activate the power, or I can easily punch him with a fruit knife.

"Don't worry, I know a very powerful lawyer, 2000 million can buy an acquittal for any crime."

Dostoevsky stretched out his hand to me, I didn't resist and let him push me against the wall and leaned over to kiss, the cold, painful, bloody touch stopped abruptly after the sound of gunfire.

Tsk, the fruit knife didn't come in handy.

"Let go of her!"

Spectacle's marksmanship is beyond my expectation, um... the speed of climbing stairs is also surprising.

A bullet hit his calf and he had to lean against the wall. Dostoyevsky did not intend to let go, but raised his chin and mocked: "Oh, I can understand your feelings very well, after all, Pushkin has cried about similar things. thing."

"The only thing I wonder about is who broke Sleeping Beauty's spell?"

Without giving him time to react, I raised my foot and kicked someone's wounded bullet hole.Dostoevsky's body skills are as bad as mine, and with the gender bonus, he can probably compete with glasses... I don't mean to make fun of the two of them, really!

I fell to the ground in pain and refused to let go. By the way, I brought a Russian who gnawed shit. I moved my fingers slightly, and I seized the opportunity to show the Zwilling fruit knife that was not useful just now and stick it to his neck: "Stop, Ivan!"

The light-colored long-haired man who hurriedly came to hide in the shadows to manipulate the earth and rocks glared at me: "Betrayer!" It was Ivan, Dostoevsky's fanatical follower, and he usually only listened to him at his disposal, except for his brain. Nothing major.

"One last time, let her go! Otherwise, I have the right to shoot and kill the hostage-taking bandits in accordance with the law of the emergency department!" The glasses who were almost buried alive did not even look at the rising earth and rocks behind them, and focused on the person who was pressed on the floor by me. youth.

In order to prevent Dostoevsky from giving orders to Ivan, a crazy fan, I rua took off his hat and stuffed it on his mouth, and I didn't dare to move the fruit knife in my hand.

The situation fell into a strange stalemate for a while, the muzzle of the glasses was aimed at Dostoevsky, and I compared Dostoevsky with a knife to the carotid artery, and Ivan, the only combatant in the audience, stared at the glasses and threw a mouse I don’t dare to act—if I didn’t want to get the book, I would probably be instantly killed by Dostoevsky’s supernatural power.

The height of the Sky Casino continued to drop, all the way to the surface of the sea, and since I added a lot of tranquilizers to the black tea I made for Sigma, it must have been done by a colleague from the Armed Detective Agency.The high probability is Aden, because others may not be able to resist Gogol's attack.

"Ivan, go down and deal with those who are causing trouble. Really, why are my subordinates all brainless and immobile..."

As soon as Ivan walked away, Dostoevsky suddenly clenched my wrist, and the fruit knife naturally slashed across his neck and his palm.Unfortunately, my strength is meager and my skills are unfamiliar, so I can't completely solve this scourge.

Being hugged in embarrassment, in order not to let the "weapon" become a burden, I let go of the fruit knife in time before it was snatched away, and kicked it far away in a mess.

Probably because the movements are not very good-looking, the glasses actually showed an expression of wanting to complain.

"Ah! Are you a dog!"

The burning pain on the side of the neck, wetness and fishy sweetness can be felt at the same time, it must have caused him to bite the skin and see blood.

The arms in front of him showed no sign of letting go, Dostoevsky raised his head and frowned for a moment, thinking: "Don't make trouble, I'm thinking."

Is it going to take some effort to take you away, or is it going to take some effort to find other ways to get the "book" again.

——Sure enough, let’s kill it. Anyway, he can’t get it anyway, so he simply won’t let others get it.