Invincible conjurers don't need love

What happened in the port of Mafia is unknown to outsiders, because it happened too suddenly and subsided too quickly, just like a gust of wind blowing.

It didn’t take long to help Oda Sakunosuke capture all Mimic members. Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke defected. In order to clear themselves, they needed to work for the Supernatural Secret Service for a period of time.

Oda Sakunosuke, who has never been a killer and never kills, is lucky to say that Osamu Dazai is simply a villain full of evil. He alone has increased the income of Port Mafia by hundreds of millions. One can imagine how much he has done for Port Mafia , It takes at least two years to say nothing.

"After that... where are you going to go?"

"Armed Detective Agency." Osamu Dazai looked at the daytime, the boy who had already put on a sand-colored trench coat had a bright and bright smile, and his eyes seemed to be full of light, "Anyway, it doesn't matter where you are, why not be the one who saves others , maybe I can redeem myself by the way, but I just don’t know if I can do well.”

"Dazai." Bai Zhou suddenly called out.

"Ok?"

"You will definitely be able to save many people." Bai Zhou smiled lightly, "Because you are an existence that even cured me, so be confident."

Osamu Dazai tightened the cup he held in his hand, his lips moved slightly, and finally a helpless but almost bright smile remained on his face: "I really can't do anything about you, then I'll work a little harder .”

"By the way, my business card is ready." As Bai Tian said, he took out a card with a bronzing pattern on a white background from his pocket. The card felt a little heavy, as if it was made of some kind of metal. good.

Printed on the business card is the firm's name 'Spiritual Detective Agency', below it is the firm's address coordinates, and then the contact information for the daytime.

Osamu Dazai widened his eyes, and said in disbelief: "You opened an office in Yokohama and didn't tell me?!"

"Didn't I tell you this?" Bai Zhou was confused.

"That's not what I meant! It's just why you didn't tell me your idea before opening the office!" Dazai Osamu's tone was full of complaints, but it seemed to be coquettish, "Excessive—we obviously have everything to say Talk about good friends!"

Oda Sakunosuke also got a business card, and said with a smile: "I will entrust it to you if there is any supernatural event in the future."

Bai Zhou nodded: "Please be sure."

Osamu Dazai was even more unhappy when he saw that he was completely unaware of his fault during the day, but he suddenly remembered something: "Miss, do you know what your brother's position is now?"

"I know, the CEO of a port company." Bai Zhou nodded approvingly, "Brother Zhongye has always worked hard, and he is very popular with the boss."

"..." Dazai Osamu's expression suddenly became strange.

"Cough." Oda Sakunosuke was also a little bit choked.

Osamu Dazai was quiet for a while, and Lupin also fell into silence, only the crisp sound of the bartender putting down the glass. After a while, as the empty glass in Osamu Dazai's hand was placed on the bar, he Only then slowly said: "Miss, do you know? Before I defected, I did something extraordinary."

Looking at Osamu Dazai during the day, he didn't always look at her and talk like in the past, but he was facing forward, his gaze seemed to be a certain point in the void ahead.

"'Double Black' ah... This combination is indeed very strong. It is so powerful that the person who created this combination cannot fight against it. We are a knife, a knife that can kill both the enemy and the knife holder. A double-edged sword." As Dazai said, he leaned his body and leaned against Bai Zhou's shoulder, as if he was talking to Bai Zhou or muttering to himself.

"That guy... is really scary." The evil beast that was touched by the scale completely exposed its fangs, completely ignoring whether the other party really touched it, and went crazy because it felt that it was touched.

One moment was calm and the next second was full of anger. Even Osamu Dazai was amazed by the degree of uncertainty.

Although there are many of them, Mr. Mori himself did have reasons to step on the extremely sensitive bottom line of others.

What a tragedy, Mr. Mori, even he couldn't help feeling sympathetic, as you can imagine the situation at that time.

For some reason, Osamu Dazai referred to Chuya Nakahara as 'that guy'.

"The other of the 'Double Blacks'?" Bai Zhou really couldn't think of any other person that Osamu Dazai would describe as 'scary', so far she only knows Mori Ogai.

"Yes, but from now on there will be no double blacks!" Osamu Dazai clapped his hands together happily, "Miss, do you still want to know the follow-up of the Mimic soldiers you tied up?"

Sakunosuke Oda was only responsible for bringing the Mimic soldiers who were knocked unconscious and tied up back to the port of Mafia. As for the others, Sakunosuke Oda, who was a bottom-level member of Mafia, had no way of knowing. He was also a little curious when he heard Osamu Dazai mention it.

"Falling into the hands of Port Mafia, I don't think there will be a good result." Bai Tian couldn't be more clear about this point.

"That's right, except for the leader, all the other soldiers are dead. I let them die quite simply, which can be regarded as satisfying their desire to die, although the interrogation room is not a place worth dying for." Osamu Dazai said in a tone. Narrated flatly.

It's a pity that Oda Sakunosuke, who was chosen by them, didn't want to kill at all.

"Then the leader..." Bai Tian heard the meaning behind Osamu Dazai's words.

"Escaped, that kind of predictive superpower is difficult to deal with, and the timing of his escape was perfect. At that time, no one in the entire port of Mafia would care about him. He should still be in Yokohama now, but he has already escaped. It doesn't matter, that man is already a walking dead." Osamu Dazai said as he raised his glass to the bartender for a refill.

Lupine's boss and bartender took a look at him, bent down and took out a bottle of juice from the cabinet below and refilled it for him, and put the lemon juice he had made in front of Baitian.

"Thank you." Bai Zhou smiled at the bartender.

"You're welcome." The bartender smiled back, "Miss Bai Zhou can't be like Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai puffed up his cheeks, but he didn't say anything like "add some detergent". He obediently took a sip of the juice, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Miss, if it's possible next time..."

He paused for a moment before continuing: "There should be someone else coming to Lupin, so let's get to know him when the time comes."

Looking at Osamu Dazai during the day, he readily agreed.

It was raining outside, but Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda, who had finished the party, still needed to go to the Supernatural Secret Service to continue their work. During the day, they bid farewell to the two friends who had to be busy with work, and took up the umbrella given to her by the bartender and walked into the dark Under the rain clouds, the gray city is accompanied by the sound of rain crackling like a musical instrument, which makes people feel at ease.

There were new messages on the phone, one after another, among the messages signed by Wu Tiaowu were mixed with messages from other people. During the day, he watched the messages one by one, replied patiently, and slowly scrolled down the message page.

One of them confuses her a bit, and Gojo Satoru is asking her what the answer is.

What answer?

I can't understand it during the day.

So the answer to the past is a question mark.

The rain binds people under the umbrella, and the wind brings the rain into the umbrella. There is no room for people who hide from the rain to refuse. Even if they are wrapped in a raincoat and stepping on rain boots, a corner of their clothes will inevitably be wet.

During the day, she noticed that someone was following her under the cover of the sound of rain. She didn't care, but walked towards the forest near the sea. The radius of 50 meters with the Ghost Detective Agency as the center is shrouded in the light of daylight.

The agents of the Ability Secret Service Division who were following Baitian found that Baitian had suddenly disappeared from their sight. They came out in amazement and wanted to find it, but found that they were circling around like a ghost hitting a wall, and followed Aya like them before. The same situation as Tsuji pedestrian.

Ayatsuji Xingren even dragged a man who was taller than him to this range, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Now that the matter has come to this point, the Chief Farmer also knows that he has been tricked once, but there is nothing he can do about it.

As soon as I walked into the Ghost Detective Agency during the daytime, I saw Ayatsuji pedestrian who had put on new clothes and was about to take the rain-wet clothes to the laundry room for washing. On the sofa in the living room, there was a wet man, not Mimic. And who is Gide, the leader of the

"Does it bother you that I bring him back?" Ayatsuji pedestrian said.

"...No, everything is over." Bai Tian lowered his eyelids, looking at this man who hoped to die as a soldier to obtain the salvation of his soul, but in the end, this man's ideals were shattered.

"You can kill me, why don't you do it? I almost killed your most important friend, didn't I?" The white-haired and red-eyed man who looked old said slowly, he looked at the daytime, his eyes were bloodshot It became more and more frantic, "Why didn't you kill me!"

"People live in this world to redeem themselves." Bai Tian calmly picked up the worn and wet cloak on the edge of the ground, and the excess water in this cloak that had been weathered by the world suddenly evaporated in her hands.

"You already have nothing in this world, and all your subordinates have died. If you really insist on wanting to die, then just shoot yourself in the head. This is the easiest way for you to die. "

Throwing the cloak on the man's head, she said in a nonchalantly declarative tone.

"The way of death you seek is only to redeem your own soul, but with all the crimes you have committed, you are not even qualified to die for salvation."

Gide knew that his hands were covered with blood, the enemy's, the innocent's, and how many people they killed in order to kill them along the way is beyond count. The cloak on his head slipped off in embarrassment. The warmth of breathing took away a little of the wetness from his body.

"That's what I think." The girl who said the sharp and piercing words just now said in a flat and steady tone, "Before you figure out whether to let yourself go, here can give you a place to stay. As long as I am here, you can't escape." Hurt anyone, if you dare to hurt others, I will knock you out again and again like before."

After talking with Gide, Bairi walked up to Ayatsuji Pedestrian, and saw that he had brought a dangerous person back, and he rarely showed a twinkle in his eyes.

"Leave it to me, you drag the water stains on the ground." During the day, he took the wet clothes in the hands of Yan Tsuji pedestrians and said, after the division of labor was clear, she left without saying a word, which made Yan Tsuji pedestrians greatly relieved in one breath.

Only pedestrian Ayatsuji and the ghost of the battlefield named Gide remained in the living room.

Gide fell silent, clutching the cloak in his hand, the 32-year-old man couldn't restrain his sadness and confusion for a while, he took out the old European pistol with the meaning of "grey ghost", it was Mimic The symbol, which seemed to be trembling because of the cold, slowly raised the gun.

"I advise you not to act impulsively." The blond boy who brought him back said indifferently, with a somewhat sarcastic tone, "When I brought you back, I thought your blood would not stain my beautiful sofa. "

The implication is that when the boy brought him back, the boy confirmed that he would not commit suicide like this.

"As the president said, before you figure it out, here is where you can stay." He rolled up his sleeves, obviously ready to start cleaning, before he turned to get the rag and mop, Ayatsuji pedestrian's tone didn't sound much emotion at all , "She didn't say a deadline, you should think about it for yourself, I just chose to bring you here to get a handyman for nothing."

"If you really want to die, then don't look at this world with those eyes at that time, as if it is not you who want to leave this world, but this world has abandoned you."

The rain stopped and the sky gradually cleared.

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[Taoyuan Small Theater]:

As the sun rises slowly, although the sunlight is blocked by thick and opaque curtains, the biological clock still wakes you up.

By the way, there are still very important things to do today.

Glancing at the time, it was almost the appointed time.

You got up in a hurry, and after tidying yourself up, you didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

Under the clock in the park, the white-haired woman standing in the sun like a light source heard your footsteps. Her mint-colored eyes looked over, as if she was sure that the person who came was you. She showed a gentle smile, Saying good morning, I handed you the still warm breakfast in your hand, because you were still late, you accepted the breakfast in embarrassment, and said sorry to her.

She didn't say anything, just kissed your forehead lightly. In order not to hinder you from having breakfast, she didn't hold your hand as usual.

But you feel that from time to time, because you are late, it makes her a little unhappy.

Worried, your eating speed suddenly slowed down a lot.

After a while, the head of the Ghost Detective Agency, who specially spared time to accompany you, counted the time and looked at you with doubts on his face: "Haven't you finished eating yet?"

"Eh? Immediately!"

Indeed, according to your previous cooking speed, this breakfast must have been eaten by you.

"It's already cold." She stood in front of you, lowered her head and took a bite of the breakfast you were holding in her hand, then raised her eyes, these ethereal eyes were so focused but looked at you as docilely as a domesticated pet , "Can't eat anymore?"

"Yes, a little..."

"Hey, I'll eat faster, didn't you say you want to buy new clothes?" She seemed to have noticed your strangeness, "What are you thinking? Is it me?"

"Yes……"

She blinked and smiled lowly: "Well, that's good."

With your hand, she helped you finish the rest of your breakfast, gently licking your food-crumbed fingers like a cat.

"I brought paper, wipe it?"

Seeing you blushing and shaking your head, she lowered her eyes slightly and didn't say anything else, she just intersected your fingers very carefully and tightly.

She'll give you anything you want--you know it all too well.

So how could she be angry or resentful at you?

The emotions she conveyed to you seem to have always been only warm love and tenderness that reassure you, as if she gave you the tenderness of the whole world as a gift without saying a word.