I'm not really evil

The boy with messy black hair and immature face looked slightly dazed.In those beautiful bright green eyes, there was no previous vigor and liveliness, it seemed that even the light had disappeared, empty and lifeless.

"Random steps." Fukuzawa Yukichi called out in a low voice.

The boy didn't respond.

His heart was in pain as if someone had torn it apart.

Around the two of them, a scene like hell is happening.Those enemies who killed each other clearly proved to Fukuzawa Yukichi with their actions - what will happen to those who are hit by the supernatural ability of Q!

Even without Edogawa Ranpo's reasoning ability, Fukuzawa Yukichi can roughly infer through observation that the enemy's supernatural power should be hallucinatory.Ranpo should be the first time this type of attack has been encountered, and Fukuzawa Yukichi is not sure whether his reasoning ability can still work.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu .

Fukuzawa Yukichi heard this with a heavy face.He knew that Ranpo had a bad time alone before meeting him.Although the young man is smart, he doesn't understand the rules of how to behave in the world, and runs into walls everywhere in the real world.

"Ranpo. Wake up, those things are in the past. You are now an armed detective agency..." Fukuzawa Yukichi tried to wake up Ranpo again, but was hit hard by an oncoming punch.

fiercely—

Fukuzawa Yukichi subconsciously looked down at his painless chest.

The youth's force value is really pitifully weak.Although powerful, hitting Fukuzawa Yukichi on the chest was no different from the strength of a milk cat acting like a spoiled child.

The silver-haired swordsman was a little stunned.

The black-haired detective boy failed in one blow, and immediately punched him again.That immature and lovely face does not have the cheerful and lively smile of the past, but a fierce face, but coupled with that weak strength, Edogawa Ranpo's painting style is different from other people who have been affected by [Brain Brain Hell] People with different abilities are quite different.

It seems to have suddenly transitioned from a plasma film to a cartoon style, and the scene is absurd with a touch of humor.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't know what to say for a while, so he stretched out his arms, and pressed the head of Ranbu who was rushing forward with as gentle force as possible.

The height difference between the two and the difference in the length of the arms made it impossible for Edogawa Ranpo to touch Fukuzawa Yukichi's chest even though he extended his hand and waved it wildly.

"Random steps... poof."

Yosano Akiko, who was on the sidelines, couldn't help laughing.

Her face, which was full of worry just now, now felt soft.

Osamu Dazai, who was also watching, made an astonishing voice: "It's really good, in a sense it's very powerful." Originally, it should be in the armed detective agency that can kill each other, because of Edogawa's speechless force value, And survived an internal strife without any risk.

At the same time, he did not forget to use his mobile phone to take a picture of the scene full of comedy in front of him.After all, if you are prepared, prepare for the next trick first, maybe it will come in handy at any time.

Galma couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Even a six-year-old kid can beat him better?" How did this guy live to such an age in a place like Yokohama?

"Akiko, come and help." Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't care about other people.The short-lived joy only lasted for a short time. After being stopped by him, the young man gradually became quiet, as if immersed in some more terrifying hallucination, and tears flowed down from those dim eyes.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression sank completely.While beckoning Yosano Akiko to come and help, he took off the feathers on his body, twisted them into ropes and bound the boy's hands and feet.

Temporarily handing over the tightly bound boy to Xie Ye, the silver-haired lone wolf swordsman drew his sword out of its sheath, staring at Haha laughing with piercing cold eyes, looking at the people around him as if he was watching some good show. Yumeno Hisaku of the crowd.

This beautiful child looks less than 10 years old.But the indifference and cruelty in those eyes are definitely not what a normal child can have.He seemed like a born criminal.Fukuzawa Yukichi has decided not to treat him as a child anymore.

but the enemy.

Thinking of the disorderly steps of his own little child, and the people who were constantly attacking indiscriminately all over the ground and forced to immerse themselves in hell, Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes slowly became firm.

A curse-like ability that takes effect only when it is injured, what if the person with the ability is killed?Is it possible that it still works?

A tall adult came with a knife, and the powerful aura was like a snow mountain that was about to collapse, oppressive and dangerous.Yumeno Hisaku, who was having fun, also seemed to be shocked, and stood there a little blankly.

"Okay, what a scary lord." He couldn't help but sighed with emotion in a low voice, "Although it's not the same as Mr. Mori, it still makes people feel scared."

He subconsciously compared the man in front of him with Mori Ogai who also brought him fear.

Fukuzawa Yukichi spoke.He was a taciturn lone wolf.

The silver-haired samurai accelerated sharply with his knife in hand, almost in the blink of an eye, the silver knife light flashed dazzlingly.

Yumeno Kusaku stood there blankly, as if he hadn't reacted yet, the vines spreading from his body split open in an instant and fell to the ground.

What fell together was his head.

But the scene didn't look bloody, because in the next second, Galma who was standing aside quickly picked up the head and pressed it on Yumeno Hisakuku's neck again.

"It hurts, it hurts! Hey, am I not dead?" Yumeno Hisaku opened his eyes in surprise.

"Idiot. How could the person chosen by His Highness Ying die so easily! Be careful next time, and get your own head back by yourself!" Galma explained, with a somewhat unkind look in his eyes.

He was also taken aback just now, because the moment Q's head fell off, those who were recruited by his supernatural power paused for a moment.Galma was worried that they would break free from the illusion imposed by Q, so he hurried to help him recover.

"Ah, scare me!" The child puffed up his cheeks and complained, completely unaware that the resurrected self was the one who brought the greatest shock to others.

"It's terrible—it's even worse than me. What kind of strange ability is this?" Yosano Akiko, who was rational and sober, looked at the strange scene of Q's resurrection, and murmured weakly to herself.

Looking at the handprints that began to emerge on Fukuzawa Yukichi's body, she felt at a loss for a moment.

Before that, she had never expected that the armed detective agency entrusted to come here would encounter such a big setback.Edogawa Ranpo, who represents the strongest intelligence, has already acquired a supernatural ability, and as the president, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who has a powerful force, is about to follow in Ranpo's footsteps. In the end, she is the only doctor left——

"Men, it really doesn't matter how old you are."

Taking a deep breath, she shared a sigh with Yosano Akiko, then turned sideways to dodge a man who was rushing towards her, and mercilessly cut his throat with a chainsaw. Cut the opponent to the point of death with the fastest speed.

Immediately, a golden butterfly flew over, and the man came back to life very quickly.

"Doctor, Miss Doctor?"

He was at a loss as to where he was!

Yosano Akiko breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that her 'treatment' can refresh the supernatural power left by Yumeno Hisaku.

Then the next question is how to recapture our own personnel.

Miss Doc picks herself up and takes aim at some stupid famous detective who is left tied and thrown beside him, struggling like a caterpillar.

"Beautiful sister, have you forgotten my existence?" But before she could make a move, Q had already cast his gaze over.

He giggled, looking at the silver-haired swordsman who cut him off with a single blow, he also inevitably fell into his own supernatural power.Even with his superb self-control, Fukuzawa Yukichi tried his best to suppress his loss of control, and there was no sign of indiscriminate attacks at all, but at least he lost his ability to act.

Yumeno Hisaku, turned his head slightly, looked at the last lady doctor who was not captured, with a big grin on the corner of his mouth.

It looks exactly like the cursed doll in his arms.

"Miss, run away!" The man who was rescued by Yosano was trembling, but he still stood in front of Yosano Akiko, persuading in a heavy tone, "You can't fight against the devil. Run away !"

"Wow, do you want to play hide and seek? I like it too!"

The little boy whispered nervously, echoing in the cold morning wind.

***

The highest floor of the port Mafia, where the chief's office used to be, is now a mess.

Mori Ogai sat on the recliner, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were a little dazed.Knowing that Yingying can spy on his memory at any time, the man wants to stop his inner thinking, but it is difficult to do this, especially for a person like him who is subconsciously running his mind all the time.

Seeing the leader remain silent, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't sit still.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

"Should I gather my subordinates and let me lead the team to repel the group of outsiders downstairs?"

"In addition, please clarify the disposition of the traitor of the port mafia—Osamu Dazai."

Nakahara Chuya is actually a little unbelievable until now. Why Dazai Osamu, who seemed normal a few days ago, suddenly rebelled. He said cruel words on the surface, but in his heart he was also suspicious... Was this a private arrangement of the leader? , such as sending mackerel to go undercover or something.

Nakahara Chuya's inquiry brought Mori Ogai back to his senses.

He stared at the orange-haired boy who still showed incomparable loyalty to him and the port Mafia, and said bitterly after a while, "Mr. Zhongye, there is only one thing you need to do now."

Before making this decision, he hesitated for a long time in his mind, but finally Mori Ogai made up his mind.

Nakaya-kun, who may be the strongest ghost card in Yokohama, is the only hope against Hotaru.Then even if he pays the price of death, let Zhongyuan Zhong also gain real freedom.

"This is my last order. I hope Chuya-kun will carry it out without hesitation until death."

The adult man, who had seemed melancholy and depressed from the moment we met, seemed to regain his energy, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Nakahara looked at Mori Ogai like this, but he felt ominous in his heart.

It seems that just like when he watched the sheep's companion gradually drift away from him back then, this time he didn't seem to be able to stop the situation from deteriorating in time.

He remembered the detective's sure words.

Could it be that he is still late after all?

"Many people seem to regard me as a person who will use any means to gain power. Maybe this is the truth. I don't deny that I have used many despicable means. After death, I will definitely go to hell. But everything I have done It's all for Yokohama, to protect the city I love. Nakaya-kun, do you trust me?"

"I believe, leader." Nakahara Chuya said in a deep voice.Holding the hat in his hand, he lowered his head towards Mori Ogai.

"What I'm saying now may be under the gaze and acquiescence of that cute and terrifying little master. Why don't you stop me? Her thinking is really unpredictable." Mori Ogai smiled faintly , Said, "In this case, I will try to tell you everything before she loses patience. After today, if you still survive. Nakaya-kun, you are the next leader of the port Mafia."