Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Lucy quickly cut off the communication button of the walkie-talkie.

But it's too late.

The silver-haired man frowned, pulled off the thin quilt with force, got up and got out of bed.

She hurriedly said, "Where are you going? It's still dangerous outside."

Beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, Fukuzawa's face was serious, and he didn't answer. He just bent down and lifted the saber leaning against the bed.

"I promised your Miss Detective to take good care of you."

Lucy stomped her feet, a little anxiously.

"is it?"

The silver-haired man who was silent finally turned around and responded with a flat expression,

"Then let her come to see me."

——It's strange that she would come in now.

Lucy rolled her eyes inwardly.

The red-haired girl sighed, not thinking that she, or Anne, could stop the head of the detective agency.

"So, at least tell me, where are you going?" she asked.

"..."

Fukuzawa paused when he opened the door, and replied, "I'm going to see an old friend."

"Really?"

In the van parked by the side of the road, hearing the message from Atsushi, Dazai shook his head with a smile, and gave another address,

"Then, Mr. Tianshan should be here now."

After receiving the news that the president was attacked, he guessed that the devil would attack the flower bag that was investigating the mouse stronghold of the house of death, so he made some arrangements in advance.

Dazai put down the walkie-talkie and looked at the girl who had received Lucy's message and her expression froze.

"How is it, Gancha Jiang?" He asked, "Are you going to find the president?"

After hearing the news of the exchange of fire between the two sides and the death of the flower bag, he left. It is self-evident what the president is doing.

Presumably, soon, he and Mori Ogai will meet in a secret place that only two of them know, and they will use a duel to stop the mutual quarrel.

——Since Tianshan Hanakou is fine...

The girl regained her composure and replied, "...or, find Pushkin first..."

She tried her best to look calm, and she also fooled Odasaku and Kyoka beside her.

But in his opinion, her expression at the moment is like a child who broke a precious vase and tried to glue it together before being discovered.

Dazai looked at it a little more interestingly.

Half an hour later, in a dimly lit rental house in an ordinary residential area, the six people who met together found Tian Shanhuadai wrapped in a quilt and surrounded by various screens and equipment.

With him, there is also a three-colored cat lazily licking its paws.

"Ah, isn't this Miss Haruno's cat?"

Dun scratched his hair suspiciously, "I heard that it was lost before, Miss Chunye was so anxious that she almost ran out of the safe house to look for it, so it is here."

He couldn't figure out why, but he quickly let go of the topic, and showed a relieved smile to the man with messy hair: "Mr. Huadai, it's great that you're fine!"

"You are here."

Tayama Hanabou greeted them without any tension.

Although he only had the experience of narrowly escaping from the hands of the devil, as long as he stayed in a deserted corner he liked for half a day, the otaku was completely cured.

"Mr. Tianshan, have you got the monitoring of the abandoned base?"

Gan Cha was a little surprised as his eyes scanned the picture on the screen.

"Well, anyway, I have nothing to do, so it just so happened that Xiao Mi kept pushing the chip in front of me, so he just hacked in and took a look..."

Huadai scratched his head, "Could it be exactly what you need?"

"Yes."

Dazai glanced at the beloved cat of the president's secretary Kirako Haruno, whom he only met a few times, and smiled.

"Great."

Gan Cha laughed, "Then I'll start, Mr. Tian Shan, make room for me."

"It's just right, Huadai, it's time for you to move!"

Kunikida stepped forward aggressively, concealing the ups and downs in his heart, and dragged out the friend who thought his life and death were uncertain, together with the quilt.

Gancha knelt down on the tatami mat in the center of the equipment, activated his ability, and carefully searched for Pushkin's real body in the rapidly switching monitoring screens.

The three-flowered cat on the side whined and jumped onto the girl's lap.

Since the devil placed a large number of criminals as guards of the stronghold, it is not an easy task to find Pushkin himself from the monitoring of many days and in the way of corresponding life nodes.

Not wanting to disturb her work, they gently closed the door and retreated to the corridor.

[Countdown to total attack: 29:37:10]

The moonlight in the middle of the night quietly enveloped the rows of gray-brown houses.

The Ferris wheel in the distance shone with colorful rainbow lights, and the staggered lights and shadows swept across the sky, rendering this seaside city a vague and peaceful scene.

Atsushi and Kyoka next to him were whispering childish and happy words, Dazai smiled slightly, and heard the sound of a girl pushing the door behind him.

"I found it."

Gancha raised his phone and showed them the photos he took.

It was a man with a strange hairstyle and a little fat.

"I didn't expect it to be such an inconspicuous little character."

The girl was obviously in a good mood, and she was still in the mood to tease her, "When I saw this name, for some reason, I always felt that it should be a stronger person."

She pressed the send button, sent the message to Fitzgerald who was waiting, raised her head and said:

"The Eye of God will give the result soon, and now we can go to the president."

"But where did the president go?"

Kunikida frowned.

He also heard from Dazai just now that the place where the president and Mori Ogai would go together by coincidence must be a place they knew in their hearts, but it was difficult for others to find.

The two met 12 years ago, and none of the people present were with the president at that time.

The three-flowered cat squatting on the girl's shoulder flicked its tail, and was about to jump down to lead the way, when she heard her say, "I know."

"It's the mansion from four years ago."

Four years ago, in order to negotiate the Mimic incident, Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai met once.

Although no one was asked to follow, when they came back, both Luanbu and Gancha knew the location there immediately.

Everyone turned pale, turned and went downstairs, walked towards the car parked by the road, and was about to intercept the president.

Before getting into the car, Dazai suddenly said: "Ganchajiang, is it tiring to hold the cat all the time?"

He looked meaningfully at the three-flowered cat lying on the girl's soft chest, and suggested very considerately: "It's better to replace it with me."

Gan Cha paused, then raised his eyebrows.

She readily agreed: "Okay."

Sanhuamao · Natsume Soseki: ...

The following guilty!The old man, he is just a cat now!

It doesn't matter if the apprentice is not worried, the little ghosts in the family are more difficult than each other.

With so many people around, what else did he care about, he went back to sleep.

Dexterously avoiding the bandaged hands that were about to take over her, the three-flowered cat jumped out of the girl's arms, and disappeared at the end of the road in the blink of an eye.

"Pity."

Dazai shook his head, pretending to sigh,

"The president likes cats the most. If you go to see him with a cat, maybe everyone will be exempted from the punishment of fighting Hong Kong|black."

"nonsense."

Having found a virus superhuman, Gancha is very confident.

She retorted unhappily: "The president likes me the most."

There is also Luanpo - it's not a cat anyway!

The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

Gazing at the serious girl in front of him who was competing for favor with the cat, he couldn't help but reach out and brush her hair blown up by the night wind, and said softly:

"Well, I like you the most."

This seemed to be just a casual echo, but his voice was too gentle, as if he had confided his heart very seriously and solemnly.

Gan Cha looked up at him in surprise.

In the moonlight, the youth's kite-colored eyes were like the center of the lake reflecting the moon's shadow, and under the breeze blowing, the water surface swayed illusoryly with sparkling waves.

Being watched like this, for a moment, she almost had the illusion that she was the moonlight surrounded by the lake.

The girl was stunned for a moment.

"—— Dazai! What are you dawdling about!"

Not far away, Kunikida Doppo poked his head out of the driver's seat and urged impatiently.

After working together for two years, the acting president has developed a simple but practical concept: no matter what happens, it is right to scold Dazai first.

The young man shook his head and sighed, and when he turned to look at her, it was no different from usual.

"Let's go, Ganchajiang?" He said with a smile.

Gan Cha bit her lip, but finally said nothing, nodded and followed.

After stopping Fukuzawa Yukichi on the way, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Tianshan Hanabou cheered, took the address information given by the girl, and happily contacted Hong Kong|Black to please his sweetheart Akutagawa Yin.

Soon, the members of Hong Kong|Black who panicked because of the sudden disappearance of the leader also found Mori Ogai, shook hands with the detective agency, mobilized their hands, and surrounded the new stronghold of the Rat of the Dead House, where Pushkin was located.

Although he was caught off guard by Ivan Goncharov's ability to manipulate earth and rocks, the combatants on both sides worked together to subdue him in a short time.

And Pushkin, who had no strengths other than the virus ability, was also beaten up, screaming and dispelling the ability.

After a day's tossing, the injuries of all the people who participated in the battle were not optimistic. The two leaders were even sucked by the virus, and they are still weak.

Yu Xie Ye snorted coldly, picked up the hatchet, mended a few of them a few times in a somewhat venting manner, and then released the ability.

Seeing the overwhelming and dazzling supernatural butterflies, Mori Ogai raised the corners of his lips.

"It's such a nostalgic scene."

The former head of the health department on Everdark Island said so.

"Is it."

Yosano pulled out the chainsaw from his bag with a bad expression, and pressed the start button, "Since that's the case, how about I let you experience it a few more times?"

"Haha, let's forget about this."

Mori Ogai politely and quickly declined.

"Tsk."

Yosano gave him a sideways look at trash, and then turned his head away.

"If Gancha hadn't told me to restore everyone's combat effectiveness immediately, I wouldn't be bothered to take care of your people."

The beautiful black-haired woman said impatiently.

Mori Ogai felt it.

He hadn't seen that girl among the members of the detective agency before, and he thought Dazai was still guarding against him from pursuing her abilities.

But now it seems that may not be the case.

"Speaking of which, Dazai-kun is not here either."

he asked with a smile.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed and looked up.

"I know!"

The simple farm boy, Kenji Miyazawa happily raised his hand and replied, "They are going to arrest the devil!"