Broken leg writer, returns to China online

Although Osamu Dazai works part-time in the Armed Detective Agency and occasionally fights with Ranpo, he obediently takes the Shinkansen back to his home in Tokyo every day.This time he actually saw Ayatsuji pedestrians on the train.

"It's really strange, is Ayatsuji-kun going home for dinner?" Today Osamu Dazai got off work early and went home early, so he bumped into Ayatsuji pedestrians who obviously didn't want to run into Dazai Osamu.

Ayatsuji Pedestrian changed out of the clothes of the priest and wore youthful casual clothes. He leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.Hearing Osamu Dazai's pretentiously weird voice, he couldn't help frowning, and sighed helplessly, "This is a public place, please be quiet, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai sat in the back row of him, leaned forward with a smile and approached Ayatsuji Pedestrian, lowered his voice, and said, "You never leave Yokohama in order to avoid people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"First of all, I'm not hiding from anyone. I just live in the Yato Shrine, and no messy people will come to disturb you." Ayatsuji pedestrians have a flat expression, so cool that they have no friends. The golden hair gives people a kind of noble It also gives people a sense of reserved and alienated when they are cold.

Ayatsuji Xingren didn't stay at Yato Shrine all the time. Occasionally he would go out together to buy something and see the construction of the Binhai New Area.Anyone who dared to snipe him was beaten down by Yato.

Yato, really easy to use.

"That's great, I also want to chat with Yaoyao every day." Osamu Dazai pressed his arms on the front seat, buried his head in his arms, and said melancholy.There was a pitiful and pitiful air all over his body. If it weren't for the lack of people on this train, someone would have come to ask Osamu Dazai if he needed help.

"Dazai, she doesn't like the mafia." Ayatsuji pedestrian smoothed Misaki Naruto's hair with his hand. Recently, Osamu Dazai always skipped work to catch fish, and got very close to those dangerous things.So he had to remind him.

"Hey, but Yaoyao can also chat with Rimbaud." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, revealing a kite-colored eye. There was a slight smile in his voice, but his eyes were dark.

Can we talk?She almost dug up the information of the seven traitors.Yanji Xingren smacked his lips in his heart. If Zhongyuan Zhongye still didn't find his position and turned to gangsters, An Lele's attitude towards him would not be better than Rimbaud.

"Heh." Ayatsuji Pedestrian chuckled, his beautiful red eyes sparkled like rubies, making the corners of his mouth tinge with dignity, "Then do you dare to go to the other side, Dazai?"

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai's eyes became gloomy.

"A good side or a bad side, there is actually no difference to you, you will not find what you want." Ayatsuji Xingren took care of his doll, and then said slowly, "But for For Ann, it’s different, creative, and life-giving, only the good side.”

When the train passed the Kaguto crater, Ayatsuji’s pedestrian tapped his finger on the window glass, “The Radium Street in the past was like that crater, and the mafia and even the government would not think about filling it. Only she foolishly filled the hole and planted a tree."

"That's the kind of person she is." Osamu Dazai turned back and buried it in his arm. If the official forces had the upper hand, the hole might still be filled.But if the Port Mafia forces headed by Dr. Sen gain the upper hand, and he implements the optimal solution, he will not touch the talent resource pool.

"The mafia brings only destruction." Osamu Dazai said quite soberly, and An Lele clearly drew a line. Whoever crosses the line will never have any contact with each other from now on.

"So, don't do things that make her sad." Ayatsuji Xingren clicked his tongue, asking you to video chat with her, but you dare not, it's really troublesome.Shen Xuanruo also asked him to come and do homework for Osamu Dazai.

"Ayatsuji-kun, there is no medicine, life feels so boring, Mr. Haruhe has stopped changing again." Osamu Dazai didn't know if he had heard what the pedestrians of Ayatsuji said, he suddenly straightened up, and said, "Let's go get the medicine Steal it back."

Isn't An Lele the same as Chun and Jingming? Is it you or she who is mentally divided.Ayatsuji Xingren originally complained in his heart, even if An Lele is in Yokohama, Osamu Dazai, you are still living a life of skipping work and committing suicide every day.

"Originally, Ayatsuji-kun left Yokohama to find... eh, I promised." Dazai Osamu was stunned for a moment, opened his eyes wide and looked at Ayatsuji Pedestrian, who was always a calm and dignified top student, and said lightly to steal An Lele back.

"Go back and talk to Shen Xuanruo." When the train arrived at the station, Ayatsuji pedestrians stood up, with an air of strangers, "She went to Europe to cause trouble."

The two stepped out of the train, and soon the train rang again as the door was about to close, and soon the sound of the rumbling train sounded behind them.The indifferent Ayatsuji pedestrian whispered a few words, only Osamu Dazai who was standing beside him could hear what he said.

The slightly curly black-haired boy seemed to be amused, and burst out laughing, then he lowered his face slightly, quite different from his usual frivolous appearance.

As the train left, he finally heard his response clearly.

"Oh, of course I wouldn't hurt her."

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The Europeans all underestimated the technological power of An Lele. The exoskeleton armor that wrapped her body and the impenetrable optical mimicry made it easy for her to take away Shakespeare.

Shakespeare's theater won't be able to catch up with her as long as she releases the neurotoxin fast enough.

An Lele actually didn't understand that people with supernatural abilities would shout the name of the big move when they activated their abilities. Isn't this just to remind the enemy that they are going to make a move.But thanks to this feature, when Shakespeare shouted a big move, An Lele instantly activated optical mimicry, grabbed his collar and flew into the sky with armor.

The neurotoxin was dropped the moment he held her hand, and Shakespeare, who couldn't use the power and couldn't write the script, got it.

"The Valkyrie of Northern Europe, the beautiful and brave Valkyrie..." Shakespeare, who was captured, still chanted, using the Valkyrie to refer to An Lele, and An Lele flew to the British territorial waters, and then someone picked them up and arrived at a small island drifting in the sea superior.

After receiving An Lele and Shakespeare, the island quickly swam towards the Atlantic Ocean.

"I'm exhausted." The silver exoskeleton armor seemed to melt into liquid, peeling off An Lele's skin surface, and she sat on the sofa and complained.Mr. Goethe, who was also "invited" to the island, silently glanced at her, and silently moved away from Shakespeare who shouted for him to write.

The island is lined with trees and has a European-style town. The owner of the island is Verne, who is one of the seven traitors of the French supernatural organization.People with supernatural powers from different countries landed on the island one after another, and they looked at and observed each other warily.

"There is no trust between people." An Lele, who had a rest all night, leaned lazily on the armrest of the chair, lowering her eyes as if she hadn't woken up yet.

"Oh, is this going to be a round table meeting?" Shakespeare was probably the most excited person present, and he kept writing something with his pen.Everyone sits at the same table, and no one fights because no one can use the power.Not only that, but some supernatural power users' supernatural powers are used to strengthen the body, and they cannot use their tyrannical strength to cause any damage.

The same is true of the initiator of the meeting, Mr. Hugo.

Originally, their plan was to lure the top decision makers of various countries to the mysterious island, persuasion, coercion, no matter what means are available, as long as they can get them to sign a peace agreement, they may even implement brainwashing. .Fortunately, before they did, things ushered in a turning point.

An Lele asked to get the superpowers who are active on the main battlefield from various countries to the island. This is much easier than trapping those decision makers. As long as they don't kill people and throw them on the island, everything will be fine.Aside from getting them to sit together peacefully at the same table, it's a little tricky.There will always be a few people who would rather die than sit at an all-too-representative round table with their enemies.

For those tough ones, An Lele let them have a simple dream. After waking up, they all sat down on the round table peacefully.These "invited" superpowers are like snakes dormant in the shadows, secretly waiting for the opportunity.

"First of all, the first question, who released the rumor about Enid." An Lele propped her face, leaned her elbows on the table, and lazily asked the question she was most concerned about.

Only the red-haired Verlaine raised his hand.

"Oh, that's right, you're the only one." An Lele laughed, and she sat up straight, "And your accomplice? Who is it?"

"He's a very cunning ordinary person." Verlaine twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile. He didn't understand why the leader wanted to hold such a round table meeting.He glanced around secretly, almost all of them were familiar faces, and some people here couldn't even control their own lives.There is no point in persuading them to envision peace together.

Hugo caressed the newly published "The Little Prince". The ink smell of the new book was still there, and everyone had a copy on their desks.Some people feel that this topic has nothing to do with them, so they pick up books to pass the time.In addition to The Little Prince, there are other books on the shelves in the conference room.

Some people who are sensitive to art and even used to be writers started reading clubs.

An Lele turned on the huge display screen, tuned the frequency, and what was shown on the screen was the confrontation between Holmes and Moriarty. "Is the ordinary person you're talking about this criminal boss who's spinning cobwebs in the European underground?"

Verlaine smirked back at her, and he could tell that An Lele wanted to punish him.

"An old enemy entangled by fate, a game between cat and mouse—" the thick baritone sounded, and Shakespeare was overwhelmed by the sudden inspiration, "I am inspired again, and this scene can be called a confrontation of fate."

Shakespeare is easy to pass as long as there is a story.One or two of the former writers with supernatural powers have eccentricities, that is, they can't write well.

And some people were also attracted by the blade showdown on the screen.The interlocking murders, the bloodless confrontation between words,

This is the enduring charm of Sherlock Holmes.An Lele turned the round table meeting into an art salon, and with her spiritual hints, people gradually relaxed their spirits and experienced a rare moment of peace.

Someone who made the rumors ferment and fueled the flames shamefully apologized to An Lele - he had read Enid's song - An Lele went crazy and came to Europe to refute the rumors.

Peaceful, like a scene in a dreamland.Hugo stroked the book in his hand again.

An Lele secretly wrote down all the people who had a hand in the rumors, especially Verlaine, did he know that if he started a rumor, it would be too late to refute it.

Then she asked a second question.

"The second question is how to end a war." The atmosphere gradually became harmonious, and the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point.

An Lele lowered her eyes and smiled, "Just give them a common enemy." She snapped her fingers and raised a display screen with a map of Europe on it, and the coordinates of the British Isle were moving slowly.

She draws lines on the national borders of various European countries. The thin lines gradually become larger, specifically and clearly separating different countries, and the sea water flows through those cracks.

"...you are waging war." Someone said tremblingly.

"How could it be? Everyone is united, the war is over." An Lele sighed sadly, "The best way to end a war is to give them a common enemy."

"But, what do you want to do by bringing us here?" A brown-haired man sighed slightly, and he also longed for peace in his heart, "I will not be your enemy, but I will not help you either."

"Reducing parameters and variables, us superhumans are just useful weapons for those decision makers." Another woman with gold-rimmed glasses said, "Without our useful weapons, they are When using another irreversible weapon, maybe I will think more about it." She was still one of the hard bones that refused to sit down, and she didn't know what An Lele let her see in her dream, and made her say this so cooperatively. The remarks.

Suddenly, another person appeared on the screen showing the duel between Holmes and Moriarty, and the cold eyes of Ayatsuji pedestrians swept across the flight monitor.

The corner of An Lele's mouth twitched, oh, why did Ayatsuji come to Europe.

Not long ago, after An Lele left 221B, Sherlock opened the biscuit box she closed, and found the news hidden inside.

The biscuit box read, "Professor Moriarty, Mentor of Criminality, like a spider in the shadows of Europe. Beware, Mr. Advisor, he regards you as his lifelong enemy."

There is also a message for Dr. Watson, "Be careful, please contact me when necessary."

As for the pizza box, she really couldn't eat it and cover it up.

"How to contact her? There is no contact information on the back." Dr. Watson took the note and looked at the back. For a moment, the touch felt different from the paper, but in the next second, the touch of that area was the same as the paper again.Watson thought for a while and put the note in his pocket.

What Dr. Watson put away was naturally the monitor placed by An Lele.Moriarty's influence in Europe is huge, and he ravages countries through supernatural world wars. He continues to develop his own influence, and he is still a colossus today.

As Sherlock's investigation deepened, An Lele followed the direction of his investigation and finally found the trace of Moriarty on the Internet, so things went smoothly.

It's just that An Lele didn't expect that Ayatsuji's pedestrians would show up. According to the time calculation, he probably acted as soon as he knew that An Lele was in London.At the same time, the flower growers also found that An Lele was missing, and Bai Lan was taken to investigate, and she was with Tuo Si Tuo.

Shakespeare was probably the happiest person in the round table meeting. He was taken to the mysterious island and was treated with delicious food and drinks. He came to the meeting after a good night’s sleep and found many interesting stories. He added them one by one to his in the script.

An Lele couldn't help pinching her index finger. According to the original plan, Sherlock, who found a strong enemy, would be excited to break Moriarty's plot and disrupt Moriarty's layout. The continent of Europe seemed to be swept by a storm.Moriarty's dark empire was exposed, and everything was triggered by her anger, and the plan to divide the country appeared in the eyes of the public.

Whether it is the panic of the people or the denunciation of Moriarty, it will increase a certain degree of cohesion, so step by step, she will be the last one to be crusaded.

An Lele pinched the tiger's mouth again to calm herself down, but Moriarty on the screen was cut into two by the stained glass of the church window and died unexpectedly. She closed her eyes deeply.

It was the first time that he gritted his teeth and whispered the other party's name, "Ayatsuji."

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival, there is an IF line released for you to see

The if line, the heroic spirit of the literary department saves the world

"Ayatsuji, I hate it!" With tears in the corners of his eyes, his wet black eyes looked like a pool of spring lake, with fresh green willow leaves hanging leisurely on the lake.

It's not once or twice that Ayatsuji pedestrians were yelled at by a ten-year-old girl, and it's the same this time——

An Lele grabbed his sleeve while holding back tears and looked at him accusingly.Ayatsuji pedestrian looked down at her steadily, and poked her angry cheek with the other end of the pipe which was not hot.

"Wow--"

Enid snapped the book over her face and leaned back in her chair.

"You don't seem to want to care about it..." Natasha smiled unsatisfactorily.

"Don't worry about it." An Lele's favorite child, the eternal Xinghai Rose, threatened that she would never care about it, Enid took off the book on her face, and sighed lazily and helplessly, "Mom, I saw a good book .”

Pat, clack, someone trotted over and jumped on Enid.

"What is it, I want to read it too?" An Lele reached for the book in Enid's hand.

Enid hugged her casually, and An Lele swallowed and drank the weakened version of King Xian's health product, rejuvenating elixir.So that the body becomes smaller, and even the mind becomes smaller.

It's just that this world that is always wandering in ruins needs An Lele's passive skill: the ending rewritten for you.Even if it is a world where the world line has been broken, as long as An Lele, who has this skill, goes to that world, the world will naturally continue to write the world line in various ways.

So Anlele came to this world derived from Britain and America

感谢在2020-06-2323:59:27~2020-06-2423:57:39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 irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of fruit cats; 1 bottle of magic moon;

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