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"why?"

The Russian youth wearing a fluffy white hat turned the red apple in his hand, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully in the face of the questions from his companions.

In the gorgeous retro Baroque style villa room, the thin woman sitting in front of the faintly fluorescent computer screen heard the sound, and turned her head to look at the few people in the other corner of the room.

Sensing her gaze, the young man known as a demon raised his eyes and looked back, bending the corners of his mouth in a friendly manner.

But the woman seemed to see something terrible, the corners of her eyes twitched, and then she turned her head back like flying, and stopped looking at them.

Annoying Dostoevsky: ………

Well-meaning Russians ignored the partner's blatant avoidance.

He turned the apple in his hand.

"Of course it's because..."

"——will be targeted by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Before the soil for urban legends to evolve into reality can be formed, they will be banned from speaking, deleting posts, and clarifying the truth. One-stop service, simply destroy this plan at the initial stage... …right?"

The one who snatched the second half of Dostoyevsky's unspoken words was a young man dressed in an exaggerated clown, with white hair and golden eyes, and an exaggerated smile like a clown.

He played with the poker cards in his hand, leaned over suddenly, stared into Dostoyevsky's eyes, with a friendly and smiling tone in his tone:

"Fetya?"

Whether he was robbed suddenly, or someone came so close to him suddenly, the expression on Dostoevsky's face did not show the slightest wavering.

He glanced lightly at the overly handsome face of the white-haired young man who was close at hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged:

"Exactly, Kolya."

It is precisely because he participated in the whole process as Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's "companion" in the last resurrection incident of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko that Dostoevsky understands better than anyone The second "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko Resurrection Incident" will be allowed to happen-in order to prevent this incident, they will not hesitate to mobilize all the authorities that can be mobilized.

after all……

"The threat of burning the whole of Yokohama is enough to experience it once."

Neither the Ability Secret Service nor the Japanese government would want the "special plane" from the European Ability Bureau to fly to Japan's airspace again.

"...Is that so?" The person who asked the initial question got the answer, but he didn't show any expression of sudden understanding.

He wore his long hair listlessly, and sighed melancholy:

"But in this way, the time for urban legends to take shape has been virtually lengthened by more than double."

Originally, there was the prototype of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko as a reference. When Sakuragawa Rokka was constructing the "story", he could easily use some insiders' fear and fear of the existence of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to connect with the last resurrection of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko , quickly weaving the matter of his "return from the underworld" to be reasonable and convincing to most people.

However, now, without this favorable condition, she can only start from the dense fog, and cultivate little by little the initial soil needed for Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's resurrection and return.

This difficulty is much greater than when the legend of Steel Man Nanase was constructed.

Although the man in front of him - the think tank of the terrorist organization [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] - the devil Fyodor Dostoevsky showed great confidence in the woman named Sakuragawa Rikka, but as Sigma, who is only one of the members of the organization, is still not very optimistic about their next battle plan.

Without him, this is too different from the plan Sigma originally knew.

In Dostoyevsky's previous plan as the leader of the intelligence organization "Rats of the Dead", due to the intervention of unknown persons, the relationship between the Armed Detective Agency and the port of Mafia did not go as planned. Not to mention the general outbreak of the arrangement, Dostoevsky's follow-up series of arrangements were all forcibly abandoned due to the sudden recovery of the president of the armed detective agency and the head of the port Mafia, which made the follow-up plan Their original battle plan of [Five Decays of Heaven and Man] also had to undergo a huge change.

Sigma, who was already fully prepared to open an air casino, now has to hide in this luxurious villa with two lunatics from Russia and a lunatic woman from Japan, staring at the famous man boredly. Carry out her "God-making" plan for the crazy woman of Sakuragawa Rokka, while waiting for Dostoevsky's next order.

——To be honest, in just a few days, he was already extremely tired of these three people around him.

A world-destroying fan who deviates far from normal people's thinking and makes no sense at all, as if living in his own world.

A fun person who likes to dress up as a clown, pursues absolute freedom, and doesn't speak human language at all.

In addition, I don't know what I want to pursue. To use the words of the extermination lover, she is "very interesting from the inside to the outside! It's so interesting that I almost think that human beings can be saved a little bit". screenwriter(?).

Sigma, who considers himself a normal person, couldn't believe that he spent the past few days with such three people.

There is no memory belonging to the past, Sigma seems to have suddenly appeared in this world out of thin air, I don’t want to mention all the past experiences, and now the only wish is to have a [home] that only belongs to me, and regard it as my own. It's just a real home.

However, the guy who promised to grant his wish is sitting there at this moment, sharing an apple with his perverted friend in love.

Another of their collaborators is still sitting in front of the computer, weaving stories... uh...

—she died again.

Facing the scene of Sakuragawa Rokka stabbing his own throat with a sharp knife not far away, Sigma couldn't even utter a real exclamation.

He could only utter a meaningless syllable with a blank face, and when Dostoevsky and Gogol heard the sound, he looked back sullenly——

what to see.

I have a sore throat, okay?

The pair of "good friends" both looked away.

Sigma felt suffocated.

How could there be such an ability in the world.

You need to "die" again and again to reach your "desired future" again and again.

Sakuragawa Rokka confessed her "ability" to them.

No, it is not appropriate to say ability.

After all, this is not a supernatural power, it is just a miraculous mutation caused by eating strange flesh and blood by accident.

If this is the case, Sigma, whose way of thinking is closer to ordinary people than his "companions", would express sympathy—Sakuragawa Rokka did not have this ability voluntarily, and she did not have the right to choose back then.

He can even understand Sakuragawa Rikka's desire to return to the original, ordinary person's appearance.

But what Sigma didn't understand was that in the process of realizing this idea, Sakuragawa Rokka used her miraculous ability, which was far beyond ordinary people's possession, again and again. Pushing her step by step to the "other side" away from the ordinary person she dreams of?

Even if she really turns back to an ordinary person after all kinds of hard work, can she still become the person she hopes to be?

Sigma was very skeptical of the results.

But he won't presumptuously remind anything.

It will not hinder anything.

Because all this has nothing to do with him.

He is just a tired traveler who longs for "home", has no past, does not expect the future, and only wants to focus on the present.

If you can't even save yourself, how can you reach out to others.

Sigma sighed silently.

I'm afraid... it will be another sleepless night.

……

……

"Is everything settled with Mafia?"

"Don't worry. It's about Yokohama. Even that scumbag Mr. Mori will abide by the agreement and won't let Qiao Jun's information be leaked."

"...Wait, didn't you just use some very rude description?"

"Have it?"

Faced with his partner's doubts, Osamu Dazai folded his hands behind his head, and with a force on his foot, he pushed the chair back slightly——

"With Doctor Yosano~"

He called the name of the exclusive doctor of the detective agency.

Yosano Akiko, who was monitoring the real-time content of the discussion posts about the dense fog in the local forum on the computer, took the time to look up at him, with a fierce look in his eyes, as if to say, something is wrong Talk about something, nothing to shut up.

Osamu Dazai was not at all offended by the opponent.

He grinned: "Kunikida-kun said that I was very rude to use the word 'scum' to describe Mr. Mori. What do you think? Is Mr. Mori a scum?"

Yosano Akiko's movement of sliding the mouse in her hand paused.

Behind her came out a black mist that made Kunikida Doppo, who was also paying attention to this side, feel a chill run down his spine——

"Stop insulting scum. Is he worthy?"

The female doctor said coldly.

Kunikida Doppo: ...

Ah this.

He turned his face away stiffly, pretending he hadn't seen anything at all.

"Speaking of which, why are you so sure that the devil will investigate Qiao Wen's information? He doesn't know that there is such a person as Qiao Wen. Compared with suspecting that there is an existence that is not within his plan, which disrupted his original layout, and thus to This unknown existence aroused curiosity, 'The detective agency and the port Mafia just happened to find a way to remove the virus by luck'—couldn't it be possible for him to think so?"

Kunikida Doppo loudly tried to change the subject.

Osamu Dazai gave him a meaningful look. Under the gesture of the blond young man blinking the corners of his eyes to cramps, he admired the other party's flustered appearance until he was satisfied, and then "kindly" replied:

"Impossible. The other party is the devil Dostoevsky. Without making complete preparations and making sure that the trap he set will never be dispelled by us in a conventional way, do you think he may launch an actual combat plan? ?"

—impossible.

Only then did Kunikida Doppo realize that he was in a panic and subconsciously asked what a stupid question.

He raised his hand to take off his glasses, pinching the throbbing eyebrows:

"But even if the devil tries to inquire, Qiao Wen's information will not be leaked so easily, right? The only people who know about his existence are the members of our detective agency, and the port Mafia who witnessed his appearance in the hospital that day."

Among them, apart from the Armed Detective Agency, the only one who has a better understanding of Qiao Wen is Nakahara Chuya, the cadre of Mafia, and he entered the president's ward at that time, and witnessed with his own eyes how easily Qiao Wen took the common The high-level black lizard that got rid of the virus.

Based on the loyalty of these people to the port of Mafia, Ogai Mori, as the leader, issued an order to keep all information about Qiao Wen absolutely confidential. I believe that none of them will violate it.

In this way, where else could Dostoevsky get information about Jowin?

Maybe until now, he didn't even know Qiao Wen's name.

"—No, he knows."

Osamu Dazai shattered Kunikida Doppo's fantasy with his laughing voice.

He stopped tossing the chair, turned around, and smiled briskly:

"Don't underestimate that Mr. Devil! At any rate, he almost drove our detective agency into a corner. If it wasn't for Qiao Jun's help, maybe we would be in a hard fight now, but even a piece of his clothes would be lost." Untouchable—"

The dream is even the super demon king who destroys the world.

There seemed to be a narrow smile in Osamu Dazai's eyes, but the deeper part was full of coldness and indifference.

Before he teamed up with Edogawa Ranbu, under Qiao Wen's intentional or unintentional connivance, after all, he got a lot of words out of him.

If there were no accidents in this world, if Qiao Wen, the "savior" who should not have appeared here, hadn't appeared in front of them.

I'm afraid at this moment, it is impossible for him to be bathed in the sun like he is now, sitting next to him is still full of vitality, and even the voice that yells at him from time to time is still the same as before, full of energy. The difference is that with familiar smiling faces and busy companions, Edogawa Ranpo couldn't help but stay in the president's office, and asked his president to take the initiative to contact a certain mentor who hadn't heard from him for an unknown period of time.

——Although Qiao Wen traveled alone with the president several times before, walking in the streets and alleys of Yokohama, trying to "catch" the legendary superhuman.

But it's a pity that the old gentleman was really calm, and he didn't show any pity for his disciple who had just escaped from death. He may have already understood the purpose of Fukuzawa Yukichi and Qiao Wen's actions, but he didn't realize it at all. The meaning of meeting each other.

What a heartless teacher.

As expected, he also taught a scumbag like Mr. Mori!

——Osamu Dazai, who was feeling so emotional at that time, was knocked on the head by the president in the next second.

Obviously this is the special treatment of Mr. Ranpo.

A reliable person like him...

The tall and tall president ignored Dazai Osamu's obviously incredulous gaze, and calmly withdrew the hand that hit him on the head.

"You can't be rude to Natsume-sensei."

The other party taught seriously.

Osamu Dazai: ...

Okay, okay, I know the president, you respect the teacher.

But they couldn't find Natsume Soseki, so they had to change their plans a little bit.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the detective agency was pushed open, and Junichiro Tanizaki walked in alone.

Strangely, the door was not closed immediately, but was gently closed after a while.

At the same time, behind Junichiro Tanizaki, two figures slowly appeared in the originally empty air.

The petite girl with blond hair and purple eyes tightly hugged the arms of the black-haired young man beside her. Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, she calmly stroked the non-existing folds on the corner of the skirt, lifted the skirt Side, bow your knees and salute:

"Good day. Members of the Armed Detective Agency. I have heard about you for a long time, but seeing you today is really extraordinary."

The girl's every move was like a moving oil painting. Everyone was in a trance, as if they were not in a detective agency, but came to a magnificent auditorium. The person standing in front of them was exactly suitable for this place, soaking in the self-esteem of a famous family. A graceful and well-mannered lady raised by Xiaojiao...

When I was at a loss, I heard a familiar voice, with a familiar light smile:

"Good day, Your Royal Highness. If you want to say that you have heard a name for a long time, it is our side."

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched, and they saw a familiar figure slipping in front of the girl at some point, leaning slightly, meeting the girl's eyes:

"Although it's rude to say such things when we first meet, may I ask, do you have any plans to die in love with others?"

Crowd: …………

Although Osamu Dazai interrupted, the very strange atmosphere just now, which made everyone a little confused about how to react, was instantly broken. This seems to be a good thing?

but……

"To-zai-!"

Kunikida Doppo clenched his fist tightly.

Saying this kind of thing to someone you meet for the first time, even if the other party is an adult woman, you can't just describe it as "disrespectful"!

What's more, the girl in front of her looks like she is not yet an adult.

What the hell are you talking about to a little girl you damn bandage waste device! !

"As for the plan to die for love, if the seniors don't object, of course it is possible?"

……what? !

The anger that Kunikida Doppo had brewed with all his heart tended to dissipate as soon as the girl responded.

This little girl... what did she just say?

He looked incredulously at the girl who smiled at Osamu Dazai's question just now.

She tilted her head and looked at the black-haired young man beside her whose face was turning blue, with a shocking innocence and seriousness in her tone:

"How is it? Senior Jiulang? If one day, you have to die and cannot be resurrected, are you willing to die with me? Ah, of course, if you can come first before dying for love... Uhhh!!"

In the middle of speaking, the young girl's mouth was ruthlessly covered by the young man's hand.

Ignoring her dancing protests and struggles, the young man looked unlovable, met the eyes of everyone in the detective agency with different meanings, and his already blue face seemed to become even more livid in an instant...

"Sorry, please ignore what this guy said."

He said in a very weak tone.

"I'm Kuro Sakuragawa, and this is Kotoko Iwanaga. Excuse me."

Compared with the greeting from the girl just now, the self-introduction of the young man named Kuro Sakuragawa has a much more normal style of painting.

The detective agency also exchanged greetings and exchanged names one by one. After everyone sat down at the conference table together, Kuro Sakuragawa let go of his hand covering Kotoko Iwanaga's mouth.

The girl immediately took a few exaggerated breaths.

Although the information shows that the two are lovers, if they are treated like this, even if there is a reason for it, the little girl raised by such a rich family is still respected as your highness by the weirdos, no matter what, she will protest a few words...

Everyone was thinking the same way when they heard Kotoko Iwanaga protested.

But the content of this protest is different from what everyone imagined...

"Huh... so dangerous! I almost suffocated. Senior, did you like this kind of thing? Why don't we try next time... Uh-uh--"

"...Sorry." Kuro Sakuragawa covered the girl's mouth again.

He first showed an apologetic smile to everyone in the detective agency, and after everyone responded with embarrassing and polite smiles, he lowered his head and leaned closer to Yan Yongqinzi's ear:

"...I beg you, don't say any more."

The girl pouted.

Soft lips brushed against the palm of his hand, Sakuragawa Kuro paused, and put down his hand covering the opponent's lips as if nothing had happened. Seeing Kotoko Iwanaga smiled slyly at himself, then straightened his expression and turned his gaze to Everyone in the detective agency on the opposite side:

"I'm sorry. It's just a little flirtation between me and my predecessors. Everyone laughs at me."

Crowd: …………

Everyone had no choice but to continue to smile awkwardly and politely.

"I heard Mr. Mori from Mafia at the port say that the reason why everyone from the detective agency was invited to meet here in such a special way today is because you have information about Ms. Liuhua that you want to share with me?"

When it comes to business, Iwanaga Kotoko's posture is obviously a lot more solemn.

Even though she still looks like a petite and soft girl who seems to be underage, what she shows at this moment, there is no doubt that it belongs to the common sense and order that guards the world, and regulates countless weirdness and weirdness. , The big and small disputes between monsters and humans, what the "God of Wisdom of Monsters" should look like.

That being the case...

Osamu Dazai looked at Doppo Kunikida beside him.

As the president's agent, he is of course the most suitable person to stand up and negotiate with the other party when the president is not present.

Even if his understanding of the current situation is probably not as good as Dazai Osamu.

but--

"Exactly."

Kunikida Doppo responded with a deep voice.

"If you want to talk about the rumors about the sudden 'dense fog' in Yokohama that have been circulating on the Internet recently, we already know that."

Yan Yong Qinzi said.

"That's indeed Miss Liuhua's style. The point of guiding people to explore and guess the truth about the 'dense fog' step by step is also in line with Miss Liuhua's usual practice."

"But now that it's not clear what the purpose of creating such a thick fog is, I don't suggest interrupting Miss Liuhua's 'work progress' rashly."

Iwanaga Kotoko gave advice from her own perspective.

"I said the same to Mr. Mori of Mafia at the port. Always monitor the trend of public opinion on the Internet, deduce Miss Liuhua's true purpose from it, and then give a fundamental blow from the source—"

"It is actually very easy to stop the chaos that Miss Liuhua intends to cause in Yokohama. But in this way, it is very difficult to really catch her tail."

"We want to talk about more than that."

Kunikida Doppo did not respond to Iwanaga Kotoko's suggestion.

Instead, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the door of the meeting room.

There, someone was pushing open the door, and slowly appeared——

"Exorcist Qiao Wen."

"Perhaps, you have already heard his name from Zhongya in the Central Plains?"

The author has something to say: Sigma: I often feel out of place among this group of people because I am not crazy enough.jpg

Gentlemen, I confess, I like Sigma.

I feel that he is really a normal person, and it is too inappropriate to be mixed in the five declines of heaven and man. [I have to find a way to dig out the foot of Tuo Si's wall.

Kind Russian: ? ? ?

And Wenye's Gogol always makes me feel delicate.To be honest, I lived near Gogol Street when I was a child, and my impression of Gogol was "the great Russian writer who allowed me to name my place after him."In the end...is this a different kind of ruined childhood?

Also, I restrained myself from letting Qinzi drive wildly.After all, our Jinjiang is a new era of positive energy literature network that cannot be described below the neck of harmony and friendship...→_→

感谢在2021-01-1810:20:20~2021-01-1910:21:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ling 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Yaorong Dingding; 10 bottles of Qingshan Seeing Me; 5 bottles of Yunkong; 1 bottle of Suyan and Nordel;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!