Me, the villain!

The wheeled office chair kept spinning, and Kunikida picked up the documents that had fallen on the floor.

The detective agency is a mess.

Dazai was still turning the office chair, looking up in a dazed state: "Why haven't the conjurers from the supernatural and secret service department come yet..."

Kunikida endured his temper and followed Dazai Osamu to pick up the documents that he knocked down, and just picked up one and the other quickly dropped it.

"Dazai! The detective agency has been messed up!"

Osamu Dazai stopped, swept around and said indifferently: "Let him tidy up when Douzi comes."

Kunikida rubbed his brows and complained, "Where did you get the part-time job? Don't complain about hard work, and you don't need a salary."

Dazai said, "Why hasn't the conjurer come..."

"Dazai, don't avoid the important points and don't answer the questions!"

Kunikida was interrupted by a hasty knock on the door, he opened the door of the detective agency, and there was a person who gave him the same headache as Dazai.

"Miss Atobe, Ranbu is not here..."

Rei Atobe interrupted him directly: "I'm not here to find Ranpo Edogawa."

Dazai jumped up from the chair, his eyes lit up: "Finally not boring anymore."

"I am the conjurer entrusted by the Supernatural Secret Service Division to work with the detective agency to complete the case of the resurrection of the supernatural person."

The salty sea breeze blowing from the sea poured straight into his nose, and Kunikida stopped beside a tombstone.

From the surface, it is obvious that the soil above has been dug and then filled.

Kunikida said: "This is Lantang's tomb."

Lan Tang, a member of Mafia at the port, is a person with supernatural powers.

Rei Atobe closed her eyes and hooked her fingers lightly, and a dead soul floated out from another cemetery not far away.

He died not long ago, and the bullet holes pierced by bullets can still be seen from his body.

"Have you ever seen a stranger come here?"

The dead soul nodded and said: "It's you."

Atobe Rei: "...what else?"

The dead soul recalled: "No more."

Kunikida had already dug up the tomb, but Osamu Dazai disappeared without a trace.

"The ashes in the stone box are gone," Kunikida said.

Atobe continued to ask: "Do you know who took the ashes from this grave?"

The dead soul said: "It looks like a foreigner, wearing a white hat and fluffy clothes."

Rei Atobe jumped up and knocked him on the head: "Didn't you say that no other outsiders came?"

The dead soul changed the subject and said, "That foreigner wearing a hat didn't just dig this one grave."

The dead soul took them to another dug cemetery, Osamu Dazai appeared mysteriously, glanced at the tombstone and said: "This is the grave of the late cadre A of Mafia at the port.

After checking out the cemetery at the port of Mafia, they headed to the home of the psychic who survived the attack of the psychic who came back from the dead.

Rei Atobe shared the information she got from the dead soul: "I got a clue that the ashes were stolen by a foreigner wearing a white hat."

Osamu Dazai rolled down the car window, the wind poured into the car from the outside, a foreigner with a white hat?He quickly guessed who it was.

"His ability doesn't seem to have anything to do with resurrecting the dead." Osamu Dazai said softly.

Hearing Osamu Dazai's murmur, Rei Atobe quickly asked, "Do you know who it is?"

Osamu Dazai rested his head on his hands and said lazily, "A troublemaker from Russia."

"Russian boy?"

Osamu Dazai didn't want to mention this, so he changed the subject and said, "Osamu Dazai is the glamorous female leader of Mafia at the port, Ranpo is an iron-blooded mercenary, Kaitou Kid is a clone of Kudo Shinichi, do you know what happened to Kunikida? ?”

Kunikida, who was driving, felt something was wrong. What are these things?

Rei Atobe recalled, and said: "Unfortunately, he is not in my story."

Osamu Dazai immediately laughed and said, "Kunikida-kun, you don't deserve a story, hahahahaha."

The car stopped suddenly, because of the inertia Dazai hit the front seat directly, and a bump was knocked out of his forehead.

"Here we are." Kunikida got out of the car, and the door was slammed shut.

There was an apartment building in front, and it was very deserted outside, only occasionally a few people came out of the apartment building.

Kunikida had already called the supernatural user in advance.

He lives in the innermost room on the sixth floor. The space in the room is very small, and it feels crowded when three people enter.

The man sitting on the bed was very different from the photo, with white hair that made Kunikida suspicious of the 24-year-old on the file.

Osamu Dazai has already heard the news: "Mr. Nakamori, can you recall the situation at that time?"

Nakamori's reaction was a bit slow, and he spoke after a few minutes of silence: "Okay."

There was another long silence before Nakamori began to talk about the situation at that time.

As a [-] social animal, Nakamori has become accustomed to a life where he must work overtime after work and be called by his boss when he rests.

It is already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and he has just completed the design drawing and can finally send the design drawing to Party A.

After waiting for a few minutes, I received a reply email from Party A, with only a simple sentence on it: It doesn't feel right.

Nakamori looked at the time and decided to leave work. If he didn't go back to rest, he would die suddenly sooner or later.

After greeting his colleagues, he left the company.

There were not many pedestrians on the street at midnight, and the wind was a bit strong at night, so he wrapped his coat tightly.

The street lights on both sides of the road were flickering due to unstable voltage. A migrant worker with a mortgage had to spend every penny wisely, so he did not choose to take a taxi home.

A street lamp suddenly went out, causing a chain reaction, and the street lamps on the side of the road went out one by one.

Nakamori sensed something was wrong, the palm he took out of his pocket was chilly, and the nails were covered with a layer of white mist.

Footsteps came from behind, and Nakamori turned his head suddenly: "Who's there!"

Just relying on the moonlight, Nakamori could only see the general figure of the man, who seemed to have white hair and was wearing a large windbreaker.

His walking posture is very stiff, like a marionette being controlled.

The ice blade shot from Nakamori's palm did not stop the strange man from advancing. He bent down and avoided Nakamori's ice blade with a movement that humans could not complete.

The cold wind blew the man's long hair, and also blew away the dark clouds covering the moon.

With the help of the moonlight, Nakamori could clearly see the man hiding in the darkness.

Under the hair is a head without any skin covering.

The mist from the man's body enveloped him, and the ice blade could not be condensed in the palm of his hand, and the supernatural power seemed to be invalid.

A person with his stature stepped out of the mist, and the closer he got to Nakamori, the colder he felt.

Almost instantly, Nakamori was sure that it was his supernatural ability that came out.

……

Nakamori was still trembling while talking, it is estimated that he will not be able to use supernatural powers for a long time.

Osamu Dazai asked: "Did you see a few long scars on the face of the skeleton you saw? It's like scratches from tiger claws."

Nakamori said confusedly: "I don't remember very well, but what impressed me the most is that his face is a skull."

Dazai put away the recording pen and said, "Thank you Mr. Nakamori for your cooperation."

Dazai's overly serious attitude made Kunikida wonder if this Dazai was a fake Dazai.

When leaving, Kunikida couldn't help asking: "Mr. Nakamori, what do you do?"

Nakamori reacted for a while, then said slowly, "I'm a designer."

I have found the reason why I look old at a young age, and my hairline has moved back.

Osamu Dazai ticked Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's photo, Rei Atobe didn't know much about supernatural beings, and asked, "Are you sure the supernatural being who attacked Nakamori is him?"

Dazai replied, "It's 90.00% likely to be him."

Dazai suddenly asked: "You are not a conjurer, how can you work for the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

"They paid me to come here. Although I am not short of money, I don't need to turn down high-paying jobs."

In fact, she is quite poor recently, and she has to raise two wild men, and also spends money on Fu Heihui and Amuro Toru.

Rei Atobe avoided Kunikida and whispered, "How is Kaito Kuroba doing at the detective agency?"

Osamu Dazai said: "It's pretty good, the cleaning is very clean, and the tidying ability is also very strong."

Rei Atobe: "..."

The purpose of letting him come to the detective agency is to assassinate Edogawa Ranpo, not to be a handyman!

Dazai lowered his voice and said, "Why do you insist on killing Ranpo?"

Rei Atobe sneered and said, "You are his colleague, why should I tell you?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged and said, "You also said that he is just a colleague, life or death has nothing to do with me."

Atobe looked at him carefully, as if it was the first time he knew him: "You are quite ruthless, do you plan to change the boss to help me work?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head and asked curiously, "What's the benefit of helping you work?"

Atobe said self-consciously: "After I conquer the world, you will be the founding hero. How about this benefit?"

"You?" Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it, with a bright smile on his face, "You still conquer the world?"

A dwarf who listens to the wind is the rain and takes gossip seriously still wants to conquer the world?Osamu Dazai heard a very funny joke.

Atobe leaned toward the car door resentfully, refusing to talk to the man.

"What about the man with the scar around his mouth last time?" Dazai asked.

Atobe Relentlessly rushed at him directly: "Why did you ask him, why did you fall in love with him?"

She clicked her tongue twice and said exaggeratedly, "The gay guy is by my side."

Dazai corrected her: "I like young lady, beautiful young lady."

"It doesn't matter whether you like men or women." Rei Atobe said indifferently.

Osamu Dazai approached her, looking like he wanted to hear a story: "Who else's story do you know, tell me."

Rei Atobe rolled her eyes: "Why should I tell you?"

Osamu Dazai said temptingly, "I can tell you about Ranpo's weakness."

Rei Atobe: "Do you think I'm a fool? Will I be fooled a second time?"

Osamu Dazai felt a little regretful, the idiot learned to be smart.

Kunikida, who had been a driver for a day, stopped the car and said coldly, "The funeral parlor is here."

The reason for coming to the funeral home is to look at the corpses of people who were recently killed by the resurrected supernatural beings.

All of these people are supernatural beings, some died under their own supernatural powers, and some died of rapid aging...

Osamu Dazai pulled out a corpse. From the corpse, it was obvious that he died of old age. This should be caused by the ability of cadre A.

Atobe resignedly moved the table and chairs on the side to the middle, and she said strangely to the air: "Line up, say one by one, you are not allowed to cry!"

Kunikida's goosebumps stood up, and he always felt that something was passing through his body non-stop.

Dazai gave him a push.

"Let's go, Kunikida-kun who has no stories, go and listen to other people's stories."

Kunikida: "..."

You are the one without a story!