The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

Kageyama buried his head between his knees, again in the familiar autistic state of refusing to communicate.

He has been in this state since he was imprisoned by the government without resistance, including being imprisoned in the special prison of the Supernatural Secret Service Section.

There was no interrogation, and there were no strange things. At first, a few people seemed to try to persuade him to join the government, but seeing Kageyama's attitude of refusing to communicate, they gradually gave up.

It seemed that the higher-ups were still undecided, so they put him aside for the time being.

But it doesn't matter, Kageyama doesn't care about these.

Just when Kageyama closed himself, a small red point suddenly appeared on the special wall in front of him.

Kageyama: "..."

Mo Shang pushed himself from the wall with a bang, and snorted coldly: "It's quite hidden, I've been looking for it for a long time."

"Teacher." Kageyama called out.

"How long are you going to stay here?" Mogami said condescendingly, "Let's go, go back."

However, Kageyama did not move, and the corners of his eyes were flushed with fatigue: "Sorry, teacher. This is my business."

Mogami suddenly flew closer and faced Shigeo Kageyama: "Are you an idiot? This is obviously someone's conspiracy. I have quietly been to the meeting room of those government officials before, and I am still discussing how to deal with you. Most of the opinions are Brainwashing, use it for your own use, but there is a faction that believes that you should be executed directly, because your incident has aroused the public outrage of most of the people, and a public trial may be held."

In fact, the voice of the second faction is not that loud, or the voice of wooing is currently the largest. After all, the government is not a fool.Mogami deliberately made the consequences serious, to scare Kageyama: "Do you want to become a weapon of the government, or just die? You don't want to do that either. Let's go out and find out who is behind the scenes."

Kageyama looked at Mogami quietly, and the corner of his mouth curled up with difficulty: "Thank you teacher for coming to see me."

Looking into Kageyama's eyes, Mogami knew that this stubborn kid was not going to go out anymore, anger rose in his heart for a moment, he took a deep look at Kageyama, turned around and left without saying a word.

……

"Yokohama Criminal Law Encyclopedia... Damn it didn't include extradition regulations for people from another world, so the Minor Protection Act... mob is not yet 18 years old."

"Linghuan, what are you doing?" Xiaodiwo watched Linghuan walking around carrying materials.

"What else can we do? Of course we need to find a way to rescue mob!" Ling Huan flipped through the legal encyclopedia thicker than a dictionary, scratching his hair anxiously, "Think carefully that mob is only 15 years old, and there is also protection for minors here." The law can reduce the responsibility, and in the final analysis, he is not from this world at all, and the laws of this world may not be able to sanction him, as long as he finds the government of the original world to negotiate..."

"Calm down, is this a problem that the law can solve?" Xiao Dimple stopped him with black lines all over his head.

"Then what do you think we should do now?!" Ling Huan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, "The only thing I can do now is this!"

The little dimple fell silent.

Linghuan also noticed that she was not in the right mood, temporarily let go of the book, slumped on the ground, and folded her hands tremblingly in front of her.

"I know mob. When he went berserk like that, something irreversible must have happened. He was only under 11 years old at the time. That kind of berserk behavior is the expression of extremely depressed emotions."

"But a mistake is a mistake!"

"He is my disciple, and I am also responsible." Linghuan was so confused that what he said was illogical. It was the first time Xiaodiwo saw Linghuan like this. This guy really panicked.

Reason and moral justice, these two things are constantly confronting in Linghuan's mind.

The little dimple was also full of confusion for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Let's go to prison!"

"It's useless." The supreme revelation came through the wall.

"upper most……"

"I've tried, and the idiot won't come out."

"Huh? What the hell is Mofu thinking..."

"No, that's what he looks like." Moshang Revelation didn't show any emotion, and turned to Ling Huan, "Because that's what you taught him."

Ling Huan froze for a moment, then suddenly fell silent.

"You taught me well, and he has indeed become a good person." Mogami's tone was all complicated, like a compliment or a sarcasm.

Ling Huan taught him so well, he taught the dragon set to be a kind, courageous, responsible, and self-reliant good person.

He was supposed to be the most powerful psychic in the world, almost omnipotent, with no limit to his potential, and could easily destroy all humans on the surface if he wanted to.

He was born to stand at the pinnacle of the world and become a demon king respected by everyone.

However, he met a master when he was shaping his outlook on life when he was young. With some sweet words, he pulled the future high-ranking demon king into the ground, put on the shackles that human beings should have, and endowed him with inescapable feelings.

The demon king became a mortal.

A good man who is kind, upright, courageous, and self-sufficient.

Such Kageyama would not evade his responsibilities.

Such Kageyama...will not come back again.

Linghuan also thought of this, his throat was dry, and an inexplicable regret filled his mind, he opened his mouth.

"Don't say you regret something," Mogami said calmly, like a prophet, "this is a stain on his consciousness."

Linghuan closed her mouth and smiled wryly: "I won't say it."

After all, he put the legal-related materials aside, and began to concentrate on searching for the records of the year.

Just as he was concentrating on finding information, there was a sudden knock on the door.

……

"What happened, why was Kageyama arrested?!"

"I'm not very clear, it seems to be related to his missing memory."

"Are you there too? Why didn't you stop it?!"

"Do you think I don't want to, this is Kageyama's decision!"

"Where is brother locked up now?"

"You don't want to rob prison, do you..."

When Osamu Dazai came, he heard a quarrel inside, tilted his head, and knocked on the door.

The voice inside fell silent instantly, the door opened, and the person who opened the door was a boy with blond short hair whom he had never seen before, with a guarded handsome face: "Are you the client, I'm sorry that we won't accept the commission for the time being."

"No, I'm from the opposite detective agency, and this time I'm here to find Linghuan," Dazai lowered his voice at the end of the sentence, "It's about Shigeo Kageyama."

Hua Ze looked at him in surprise, and immediately stepped aside.

After Osamu Dazai came in, he saw a black-haired boy whom he had never seen before and Masaki Suzuki whom he had seen last time, but he did not see Linghuan.

"The room where Linghuan Sang is inside."

The two looked at Dazai without speaking, Dazai shrugged and opened the door of the inner room.

Linghuan is indeed inside. This room seems to have been originally a lounge, but it was temporarily changed to a place to accumulate materials and sundries. Linghuan sat in the place carelessly, regardless of the suit being stained with dust, and countless materials piled up in the room. There was a circle around him, and he was buried in his research.

Dazai picked up a piece of information casually, and found that it was about Yokohama law, as well as reports and materials about the Demon God incident, and immediately knew what Linghuan was doing.

Linghuan noticed someone coming in, looked up at Dazai, and said hoarsely, "You're from the detective agency...what's the matter?"

"Even if you look for these, it's useless, because this is not a normal arrest pending trial," Osamu Dazai said plainly, "This is a conspiracy."

"I know." Linghuan lowered her head again.

"Then why waste time? Even if you find any evidence, the person behind the scenes will always have a way to restrict Shigero Kageyama's actions."

"...Because this is a fact." Linghuan raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, "The demon god ran amok five years ago, it is a fact, it caused countless property losses and casualties, and it is also a fact that their lives are not a series of numbers .”

In the process of investigating the information, Ling Huan has fully understood the impact of his disciple's rampage five years ago, the more he investigates, the more silent he becomes.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, feeling as if he had heard this sentence somewhere, with a complicated expression on his face, he said deliberately: "This is already in the past, and now your disciple is caught in someone else's conspiracy, although it's not my turn." Outsiders open their mouths, but you should pay more attention to the present instead of digging into a dead end."

Ling Huan spoke with a little tiredness: "This is not a dead end...but a human touch. The weight of their lives, they must understand what they are shouldering before they can move forward. I have always taught my disciples to do this. He is my disciple. , I am his teacher, so I should also bear the mistakes he made."

After that, he continued to flip through the book.

Human touch...?

"By the way, if you are from Yokohama, can you find the specific number of casualties? No matter how many reports I search, I can't find the specific number." Linghuan asked while looking for information, thinking of something.

Osamu Dazai repeated the word "human touch" in his mind quite novelly. When he heard the question of Linghuan, the flash of light in his mind made him vaguely grasp some clues, some kind of clues under the layout of the devil. The key is to answer Linghuan's question while distracted.

"No, I can't go into the specifics anymore, because the scope of the damage is all slums, and most of the victims are black households, a group of people who have no traces even if they die."

Wait, die without leaving traces?

Linghuan was silent. For people in another world, perhaps they never thought that there was such a dark corner in this world.

It seems that Linghuan is very busy at the moment, and Dazai, who has caught some kind of clue, doesn't want to waste any more time here, so he asked casually: "Do you know what characteristics people with superpowers have, such as the intensity of rampage? ?”

"I don't know, you can just ask the three kids outside, they should know a little more."

So Dazai left decisively.

After Dazai left, Linghuan continued to search for legal provisions related to Yokohama, as well as information about the time of the year.