Head of Chaldea

Fujimaru Tachika's eyes turned around the two people who were facing each other, and tentatively said: "Then, get out of the car now and try? If you are here, the aftermath will be easy to deal with, so you don't have to worry."

"Hahaha." Holmes laughed first, "Then please, Professor."

He didn't even have time to stop the detective's blatant provocation, only to hear Moriarty laugh too. The gentleman's smile was not hazy, and it was so graceful that it was unbelievably elegant: "Hahaha. What a coincidence, I was thinking that too, waiting for you to get off The moment I got in the car, I asked Akutagawa-kun from Mafia to drive the car away quickly. It doesn’t matter if a person like you is thrown on the side of the road. One of the duties of a detective includes finding the way. It’s very appropriate for you to do some work. "

"Well, that's right. There is no taxi station on this road, and the nearest place is more than two hours' walk away. There are no convenience stores or public phones. In this weather, your outfit can barely last...let's count it as an hour It's all right. Also, when you get out of the car, I will lock your mobile phone through the system of Chaldea, and I can guarantee this level." Holmes agreed very neatly, watching It turned out that he had already arranged it.

"Why can the calculation be so accurate? This is your first time in Yokohama, right?" Fujimaru Tachika was curious.

The detective raised his hand, and held the special Chaldean terminal in his palm. The map of Yokohama had been updated on it, and all kinds of information were marked in detail: "There is no problem with using brain power. If there is a more effective method, why not do it?" Woolen cloth?"

After starting from the hotel and entering Hokkaido in this world, the group took the Shinkansen to the south, and when they approached the border of Yokohama, Holmes asked him and Getia to release some familiars for observation.

It seems that the map should be the fruit of the familiar's labor.

Fujimaru Rika:  …

Thank you, he was retarded by himself.

Fujimaru Tateka was hit by the detective's dimension reduction, he shrank his shoulders, and met Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes in the rearview mirror.

The edge of the wall outside the window can already be seen, and it is about to turn and rush to a different place with the crematorium.The young man dressed in black obeyed the leader's instructions and tried his best to meet the needs of the visitors. He considered his tone and asked, "Would you like to stop?"

"No need!"

"Of course not."

Answering him were the voices of the two bickering men.

The vehicle drove steadily, turned the street corner and drove at high speed for about 10 to [-] minutes, and the vision suddenly became clear. Under the oversaturated light, the open water was sparkling, like a large piece of good Paraiba.

On the gem-like sea, the bridge that was blown up when the Central Plains suppressed the Demon God Pillar has now been restored.

After crossing the bridge, the destination is close at hand.

Although it was said that Osamu Dazai invited Matthew, who was a pen pal, to Yokohama for a visit, everyone present had the same identity, that is, members of the Chaldean family.This is bound to have to visit the alliance first, as a courtesy between organizations.

In the reception room, Mori Ogai ordered someone to prepare good tea, and Fujimaru Tateka sat directly opposite him, with Getia on the left and Moriarty on the right.

"Long time no see, Fujimaru-kun." He raised his teacup, took a sip and said, "How are you doing recently?"

That's what Mori Ogai said, but his aura was not so peaceful, he asked casually, his eyes scanned the young man's golden earrings and ring, like a hunter waiting for an opportunity to strike suddenly and get the prey into his hands .

"It's not bad. During this period of time, my publishing house has been taken care of by Mr. Mori." Fujimaru Tachika said in a tone similar to his.

Chaldea opened a publishing house in Yokohama, and it has been run by the heroic spirit of the writer department. It is located downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency. This usual care is a bit delicate.

Ke Mori Ogai didn't realize it, and continued the plastic-smelling pleasantries.

Fujimaru Tatsuka murmured in her heart, and when she picked up the teacup, she found that the water was surprisingly hot, which shows that Mori Ogai is indeed a ruthless person: "By the way, I have something to ask for your help."

The man's lips were close to the edge of the teacup, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Oh?"

"I want the port mafia to provide us with a channel, and I want to offer a bounty to the devil Dostoevsky."

After a slight "poof", a few drops of hot tea overflowed and landed on Mori Ogai's lap.Fortunately, the dark clothing can cover it up, and his expression didn't change, as if it wasn't him who was surprised just now.

"Are you sure? Fujimaru-kun, last time he slapped him hard, besides, he hasn't heard from him for more than a year, and he doesn't know where he is—" Mori Ogai dragged his voice, specifically indicating He looked in Gaetia's direction, but his eyes were fixed on the young man opposite, "I'm afraid I can't do what you want?"

Fujimaru Tachika said to him from left to right: "I listen to my family's nursery rhymes...Alice said that she hasn't come to play for a long time."

Mori Ogai: "..."

"Speaking of which, I remember Atsushi-kun, Atsushi Nakajima from the Armed Detective Agency, he was offered a reward of 70 billion, right?"

"right."

Fujimaru Tachika flattened his left hand, and slammed his right fist into his palm: "If you want a bounty, just give Majin a face, 71 billion."

Mori Ogai snorted, and put on a gesture of interest: "In your eyes, the devil who made such a battle is only worth the extra 1 million?"

"Of course not, if I can, I don't want to give him a dime." The young man replied confidently.

The man leaned on the sofa and was stunned for a while, his laughter grew louder: "Fujimaru-kun is still the same, he is an interesting and incomprehensible person. However, I still need to think about the reward, after all... ..."

Before he finished speaking, Fujimaru Tachika expressed his understanding: "This is just a proposal, please consider it, Your Excellency."

There are many matters that need to be negotiated between the two organizations. After agreeing to start the next day, Fujimaru Tatsuka and his party left first.

When the hustle and bustle outside became silent one by one, Mori Ogai suppressed the smile on his face, his eyes were full of inquiring emotions, and the original relaxed atmosphere in the reception room was swept away.

He rolled his eyes, and his eyes touched Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was standing silently by the side all the time, and a smile crept up the corner of the man's mouth: "Akutagawa-kun."

The young man kept his eyes fixed, and said in a respectful tone, "Yes."

"It's really hard for you to take time out of your busy schedule to act as a driver. So in your opinion, is there anything worth noting about them today?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought of something, hesitated to speak.

Mori Ogai folded his hands under his chin and said with a smile, "It's okay, you can say anything."

"They... want to fight in the crematorium." The young man reported, "They also said that if they lose, it is convenient to deal with it on the spot."

Mori Ogai: "...?"

Retiring everyone, the leader of the port mafia sat alone in the reception room. He leaned back on the sofa, and the plain ceiling and lamp stand came into view: "Is the crematorium...? Are you suggesting something, Fujimaru-kun. Tomorrow Let someone come and redecorate this place, the ceiling here is too plain, it’s empty, there’s nothing there.”

I have met Mori Ogai, and then I am going to meet Osamu Dazai.

Getia walked beside Fujimaru Tachika, and he asked, "What are you thinking?"

The youth blinked innocently.

"Specially asked the port mafia to provide a channel to offer a reward for that mouse. You did it too abruptly, and Mori Ogai would be suspicious." The man's voice was not too loud, just enough that both of them could hear it.

After Fujimaru Tachika released that kind of publicity, there was no burden on his face: "Because Mr. Mori always gave me a feeling that he wanted to dig out something from me. His trust...is not so much trust, but rather for I just did it temporarily to get something. I don’t want to be stared at by him all the time, so I just find something for him to do.”

"Aren't you afraid that he will discover your purpose?"

At this time, the young man smiled, especially happily.

Gaitia rolled his eyes unpretentiously, and flicked him on the forehead.

"Cough." Fujimaru Tachika coughed softly, "Actually, when I brought up this matter, at most I was thinking about how to make money. I found that occasionally when dealing with these people who are always planning something and can grasp the overall situation, as long as I Without thinking too deeply, they get caught in the fog of their own thinking.”

Getia: "You don't need to beautify yourself like this, you are called demented on the spot."

Fujimaru Tatsuka clenched his fists.

Getia: "..."

As early as when they were talking with Mori Ogai, Nakahara Nakahara showed others a little bit of the open part of the lower building, and they needed to go to the underground garage to join.

Unexpectedly, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was already waiting there, and it was said that he was ordered by Mori Ogai to continue sending them to the Armed Detective Agency.

Fujimaru Tachika deliberately lagged behind the crowd a few steps, tilted his head and whispered to Gaitia: "Look, Mr. Mori, hasn't this already started?"

Getia suddenly began to sympathize with Mori Owai in advance.

Considering the identities of the three drivers, when the car was still one street away from the detective agency, Tatsuka Fujimaru and the others chose to get out of the car and walk.

"I've collected a lot of new good wines," Zhong Yuan Zhong also rolled down the window and held the steering wheel to invite, "Let's have a drink later."

"No problem!" Fujimaru Tatsuka also agreed happily.

Getia, who has seen these two people's super bad wine: ...

After saying goodbye, a group of people marched on the sidewalk.

Mordred clasped his hands behind his head, and asked: "Master, is that guy named Nakahara Chuya the unlucky ghost who was tricked by Merlin? Does he still want to beat up that angry bastard? I will help Oh."

"The national teacher actually did such a thing, um, it's a bit too much." Lancelot said.

"Ah..." Tristan followed suit, "What a sad reality..."

Bedivere smiled slightly: "But your expression looks like you are eager to try, and you want to be cheated once, Mr. Tristan."

"I'm so sad, almost to the point of tears...Why, Mr. Bedivere, you can always see through my secrets accurately."

"Because you are too conspicuous, you idiot!" Mordred complained, "Can't you have a bottom line and avoid it?"

As she spoke, she walked quickly to the front with an expression that she couldn't stand this group of perverted colleagues.

……

The long black hair was raised high, flying in the air, and the time elongated to the extreme at that moment, the girl fell from the window sill, and the vigorous beating of the heart was amplified until there was no room for other sounds in her ears.

"Naomi!!"

The heart-piercing shout was like a thin needle, piercing the beating of the heart and reaching the depths of her soul.

Atsushi Nakajima never thought about activating the ability on the spot to jump out together, never thinking that there is someone faster than him.

Not only him, but all the commune members who rushed to the window saw it—that white and golden figure was supported by street lamps and walls, and after bouncing a few times, it actually reached the second floor in just a few breaths position, and successfully caught Naomi's falling body.

The man landed as cleanly as before, and his control and use of power was excellent.

Atsushi Nakajima was the first to breathe a sigh of relief seeing that the two were safe and sound.

"Atsushi!" Naomi thought she was being caught by Atsushi Nakajima, she opened her eyes and shouted, suddenly realized something was wrong, "...Eh?"

The bright summer light fell on the man's white clothes, reflecting a brighter brilliance, the blond hair was shining brightly, and the heroic eyebrows and eyes were closer because of confusion.

In those penetrating green eyes, Naomi could clearly see that she was not able to maintain the normal corners of her mouth and facial expressions.

"Are you okay?" the man asked.

Even the sound is so sassy, ​​it is unreasonably reminiscent of iced soda.

"No, nothing." Naomi grabbed her slightly hot earlobe, quickly lowered her head, and replied weakly.

Junichiro Tanizaki, who hurried down, raised his knife: "No, no."

The author has something to say: There is a little bit of Calvin, Tuo is too difficult to deal with, promise me, you will live a few more chapters.

感谢在2020-06-1520:42:50~2020-06-1623:50:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Dazai's baby Muzai, Xueying, Invincible, Mo Yuyuan, Shuanghe, Huahua wants to eat custard buns, Lingling, x, biubiubiu1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 4 for a pigeon; 2 for Ah Tian Meow; 1 for Zhai Zhai, Kos, Voice of Pets, and Ahe’s Star;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：超高校级的幻想通行厨、昔人去处、摇铃铛30瓶；科斯、留、alien、a.懵~2ento、阿和的星星18瓶；斋斋今天不睡觉15瓶；青云12瓶；jiang、夏未夏、22470386、o=a=o—、浮沐ww、叶初、冕秋月10瓶；柠酸6瓶；曦晖、左拥中也右抱闪闪、九曲、mandi、摸鱼亚蒂5瓶；与世无争3瓶；立夏·真冬2瓶；半怖bamboo、无忧花若夏、狐丸【暗堕】【极】1瓶；

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