Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

The white medium-sized cargo ship is gradually approaching the pier, with the red, blue and white Russian flag flying on the bow.

"Really..."

In a warehouse full of cardboard boxes, a middle-aged man was whining in a low voice.

"It's been too long this trip."

He was talking to himself, crossed Erlang's legs rudely, turned his knees and glanced outside the door.

The heavy iron gate was closed tightly. He curled his lips and frowned and said: "...It is impossible for anyone to come in, and I am asked to watch here. Fortunately, it will land soon..."

"Hmm, it will be delivered soon!"

The cheerful voice that suddenly sounded echoed with seriousness.

"Um - what?"

The middle-aged man responded subconsciously, and then he realized that he looked in the direction of the voice in astonishment.

Not far from him, stood a silver-haired young man wearing a white top hat and a cloak.

Seeing the guard man looking at him, his brows and eyes were curved, and he smiled more happily: "Good day~ this unknown gentleman."

"--"who are you?""

"Oh, it's not a big deal~!" Gogol exaggeratedly covered his mouth: "Did I steal what you wanted to say?"

But then, he made an expression as if he had thought of a good solution, and looked at the man with bright golden eyes: "That's it—! You can answer for me!"

The middle-aged guard stared at him in bewilderment, opening his mouth not knowing what to say.

"—Huh? You say you don't know?"

The silver-haired clown sighed regretfully before announcing the answer.

"I'm a kind person who came to relieve you from your boring work~"

He playfully compared the stacked cardboard boxes behind him: "Just give me those things, and you will be free! How is it? Pretty good, right?"

"?!"

Hearing this, the man tensed his nerves.He stared at the movement of the silver-haired young man, and touched his lower back with one hand.

He held a square object pinned there, his face was about to show joy, when his hand was suddenly empty.

The young man who had taken a step back turned half sideways, smiled and took out what was still in the man's hand from the cloak just now - a black walkie-talkie.

"Oh——as long as you call people over, I will be surrounded, which is really scary! So it can't be done~~"

The slender index finger wrapped in the crimson glove shook warningly, the silver-haired young man giggled, and threw the walkie-talkie into the cloak.

The middle-aged man stared, looking at him indifferently.

When Chuya Nakahara and Kunikida appeared alone in front of Gin, Vodka, and Toru Amuro who were talking with the staff on the cargo ship, Dazai, whose clothes were clean and fresh without any trace of moisture, stepped over the guardrail lightly and silently landed in the shadow of the building.

Iron rings made of fine steel fasten the railing, and a long rope ladder hangs from it.On the sea not far away, a small motorboat is moored.

Dazai leaned against the slightly rusted railing, and put on the headphones hanging around his neck again.

He listened to the voice from the earphones with a straight face, and suddenly a new-style walkie-talkie floated on the water as far as he could see.

The iris-colored eyes closely followed the square object floating in the water waves, and a thoughtful expression appeared on the face of the black-haired youth.After a while, he turned around and strolled into the cabin like a leisurely stroll.

"Although Amcha-chan gave the blueprint of the cargo ship—but I'm not very good at finding things... I still have to leave clues for Kunikida to find out..."

The black-haired young man took out a folded piece of paper from the inner pocket of the windbreaker, and smiled helplessly.

"Get over it and go back."

He opened the drawing and said casually.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The guarded middle-aged man clenched his fists and asked sharply.

"Wrong! This is not the proper reaction!"

Gogol pursed his lips, accusing him, "I've already told you the answer?!"

He was looking at the man in front of him with disappointed eyes, suddenly moved his ears, changed his previous look, and showed a happy expression:

"Oh, they came so fast!" He snapped his fingers: "Then you have to hurry up here!"

"Preheating for the show—"

After a brief bow and salute, the silver-haired youth gracefully shook his cloak.

He stretched his right hand into the unfolded cloak, as if he was groping for something; and a happy and slightly mysterious smile appeared on that handsome face, as if the next second would be like a magic show, from the smooth Take out a beautiful rose from the white cloth.

The slender fingers were submerged in the sudden vortex in the cloak.

A gun barrel appeared silently in the narrow gap between the man's head and the wall, and sparks shot out from the muzzle.

The explosion sound passed through the silencer, leaving only a muffled pop.

The bullet pierced the middle-aged guard's head, flew out from his forehead, and shot straight at Gogol, who stood still with a smile on his face, until the buckshot was close in front of him, and then waved his cloak and moved to Elsewhere, he exaggeratedly showed a frightened expression:

"Scary, I nearly died--no wonder!"

He paused for a moment, as if he had finally realized that there was no one who could respond to him, and said "ah", "Yes, I forgot, there are no audience anymore."

"—Oh, I haven't told him the performance is over yet!"

The young man's golden eyes glanced at the cardboard box behind him, and he made a decision with a beat of his palm.

"After changing the positions of these, let's meet new audience~"

Not long after, Dazai broke open the lock on the iron door with a wire, and saw the dead body on the chairs placed against the wall, the head hanging down, and the empty warehouse floor.

Are you late?

The black-haired young man stood at the door, scanned the room, then walked forward and checked the head of the corpse.

After comparing the relative position of the head and the wall when the corpse was sitting, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"There was no burn mark on the head, it wasn't shot with the barrel of a gun to the head."

Dazai murmured, "Such a distance..."

Glancing at the traces of the cardboard boxes on the ground again, and remembering the walkie-talkie floating on the sea, the young man showed a clear expression.

"I see."

Standing in the empty warehouse with only the smell of blood left, Dazai said in a low voice:

"The devil has another helper - the ability of the space system, which is not suitable for storage and has a distance limit."

He listened to the voice coming from the earphones, Kunikida and Nakaya seemed to have met this unknown helper.

——In this way, the time that can be used to transfer drugs is not long.

So where would he hide his stuff?

Sunlight shines through the high open windows, reflecting the fairytale-like colors of the Russian-style church warmly and brightly.

Under the tall helmet-like dome, Gancha squatted down, put handcuffs on Cognac who was pinned to the ground by Oda Sakunosuke, and then stood aside, and Oda collected the dangerous items from this person.

She continued to activate the ability, holding the silver pistol, and scanned the surroundings vigilantly, not letting go of the shadows in any corner.

In the world of surging rivers of light, she saw the tiles on the floor, the mosaics on the walls, and rows of neatly arranged seats, and soon the future would be fragmented.

The conflict has long been inevitable, but what about the unknown attack?Which direction will it come from?

So far she has not seen any signs of life in the church other than the four of them.

Gan Cha's gaze crossed the organ at the other end of the church, the confessional niches on both sides of the wall, and finally landed on the two rows of open windows.

——If you ask Mr. Akutagawa to close the window with his ability, what is the probability of success?

Gan Cha glanced at the young man in black. He seemed to be particularly sensitive to this, and his sharp eyes immediately fell on her, as if some kind of dark flame was burning in his eyes.

Almost at the same moment, the black cloth strips pierced the criminal's neck like a torrent.

Gancha, who already sensed that he was about to strike, even though the Guanghe he saw in his eyes had not changed, he still fired at the spinning piece of cloth, deflecting it to one side.

Oda Sakunosuke, who had his back turned to them, reacted at the same time as her.As if the things under his hands were weightless, he held the man's collar with one hand, jumped to the girl's side, and pulled out the gun with the other hand, making a vigilant gesture.

The delicate balance maintained all the way was thus broken.

"Are you going to protect the murderous villain again, Armed Detective Agency?"

Akutagawa's disgusted eyes paused for a second on the gun in the girl's hand, and then moved to her face, with a different meaning.

"That's great." He said, his dark eyes finally fell on Oda Sakunosuke, "Let's fight next time, Oda Sakunosuke!"

"Let that person know—I'm definitely not, definitely not that kind of weak person!"

"[Rashomon]—jaw, young fern!"

As soon as the words fell, the dragon-shaped black beast charged at lightning speed, the floor tiles were shattered inch by inch, and countless needles sprang out at the same time!

Oda Sakunosuke, who had foreseen the attack with supernatural powers, fired three shots without even looking, easily smashing the shape of the black beast, and pulling a cumbersome man with a simple movement as if he was avoiding mosquitoes. The criminal avoids all black needles;

And Gancha, who saw the direction of attack, also jumped a few steps lightly, avoiding the tyrannical fern growing from the ground.

The two looked at each other, and Oda pushed the criminal, whose hands were bound by handcuffs, to Amcha, while he flew forward to meet Akutagawa head-on.

Gancha put the muzzle of a gun against Cognac's back, stood outside the range of Akutagawa's ability, ignored the threats, threats and pleadings of the tall man, and fixed his eyes on the two people in the battle.

—— When will that attack come?

The red-haired man shot down all the flying cloth, approached Akutagawa, and gave him a merciless blow with his elbow.The thin young man arched his body in pain.

At that moment, all the scattered supernatural black cloth was retracted, cutting off the space horizontally above Akutagawa's head.

The thick warhead of the hand-held howitzer fired through the window got stuck on the section of the space, making a tooth-piercing sound.It's constantly battling the power, creaking to penetrate and hit its intended target.

Gan Cha frowned deeply.

It can't be just that!

The next moment, she felt the man in front of her move slightly, about to warn him to be more honest, when the river of life in Akutagawa's eyes suddenly changed which shocked her.

The almost obsidian-like river suddenly split into two.

One was cut off immediately at the moment of bifurcation.And the other one suddenly flashed a little bit of red light, extending endlessly, flowing to the end she couldn't see.

This, what's going on?

She had never seen such a long river in a person.And thanks to such a scene, she immediately remembered the information Suehiro Tiechang told her.

A supernatural being with the ability of "immortality", the origin of the name of the drug - WASP.

The tiny silver needle shone faintly under the sunlight, pierced the air, and flew towards the unsuspecting Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

The author has something to say: the number of strange well-wishers has increased!

Seeing that everyone doesn't quite understand why Akutagawa ran out, let me explain

This time it has nothing to do with Mori. He handed over the matter to Chuya, and transferred the initiative to the center that united all parties—that is, the Armed Detective Agency, more specifically, Gancha, and did not intervene in the specific arrangements.

What Gancha wanted was the black lizard that he had worked with two years ago, but Mr. Tuo manipulated the information to pass the news that "the armed detective agency wants to cover the criminal who offended the port mafia" and "the person in charge has Oda Sakunosuke" Akutagawa

I have hinted at this point, that is, it is impossible for Akutagawa to know about this from Hong Kong gangster channels, and as the person in charge of Hong Kong gangsters, Zhong also didn't know that he would come. If it was Mori's order, Zhong would also know

Akutagawa ran out after robbing the mission of the black lizard

In Kuroshi, Akutagawa is the type that is particularly difficult to control, and he will talk back to Dazai!He was beaten because it was too difficult () He wouldn’t even listen to Dazai’s words, let alone Chuya’s, unless at this time Mori Ogai found something wrong and immediately gave him an order

Gancha’s reason for convincing Chuya is that it may cause more trouble, and both Zhongya and Mori, who will consider the overall situation, will accept it, but this will not affect Akutagawa. His idea is to chop it up together. And those who have such concerns are insulting the strength of Hong Kong and black

The appearance of Akutagawa was the beginning of Mr. Tuo's trap. Gancha did not know exactly what Tuo wanted to do until the moment he saw him. Before that, she and Dazai knew that Mr. Tuo was going to do something, but they didn't know what it was about.

The way of Tuo's layout is to use people's hearts in subtle ways.When he chatted with Gogol in Chapter 28, he could see Gancha's style.

In addition, Mr. Tuo knew that "Akutagawa and Kunikida had a conflict over the arrest of criminals" (even Conan knew about this), and the relationship between Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai, so he designed such a bureau that the detective agency would definitely jump. Ban first The detective who lost the main force and has unknown abilities