super power

I asked Nakahara Nakaya to drink gasoline... No, I asked him to drink gasoline for his motorcycle at the gas station, and asked him to drink coffee at the convenience store.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked very simply: "I have been back home for four years, do you live in a different world?"

Me: "Yes."

"..." Nakahara Nakaya stared at me for a long time because of my honesty, and finally pressed his hat, "Anyway, you are back, hurry back to the headquarters, your subordinate Yin is now following Mr. Guangjin, Always looking for me to ask if you are back, the trouble is dead."

I was stunned: "Go back? Didn't I leave my job?"

Chuya Nakahara: "Huh? How did you hear that the port Mafia has the option of resigning?"

"Then Osamu Dazai disappeared for a few days and you judge him as betraying the port Mafia."

"Did you see that mackerel that disappeared for four years?"

"As for this issue, it has to be discussed in the long run..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed the empty soda can in his hand: "Anyway, come back quickly."

I was silent for a while: "Then what, if it has to be like this, can I ask Mafia to accept a part-time job?"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "???"

Back at the Armed Detective Agency, I gave Sakunosuke Oda Sakunosuke the stationery I bought on the way—the children he adopted are also in elementary school now, and it happened to be time to use them.

Kunikida Doppo stared at the document in his hand with a headache: "The police station was attacked. According to the surveillance footage, it was Ryunosuke Akutagawa from Mafia at the port who did it again. This time, the police station was blown up."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's reputation flourished after Osamu Dazai left, because Chuya Nakahara, who is the trump card, dispatched a lot of missions and was relatively low-key. Akutagawa Ryunosuke has almost become synonymous with the strongest in Mafia at the port .

Tanizaki sighed: "Is there any way to cure them completely?"

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the sofa and flipping through the suicide manual, suddenly said, "Maybe the god of Mafia can do it?"

My hands froze.

Tanizaki Junichiro asked curiously: "The god of Mafia? What is that?"

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, and gave him a serious science introduction.

The more I listen to his description, the more familiar it becomes.

Isn't this the rumor that spread after time travel to decades ago to clean up the bastards who blew up the dim sum shop?

Kunikida Doppo concluded: "The existence of this legend is very likely to be true. If this is the case, it is not an exaggeration to call such a person a role model."

What role model?If you mean the kind that helps the old lady cross the road, I recommend you to find Zhongye.

Dazai Osamu started humming leisurely, and I pressed the suicide manual to his face: "You did it [-]% on purpose."

Osamu Dazai said in a muffled voice, "It's obviously a question of how many identities you have."

After a few days, everyone has almost figured out what my "supernatural power" is.

Even Oda Sakunosuke, who knew me before, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "After Nanyin can let go, he has become much stronger."

"It's true that I don't know how many times more reliable than Dazai," Kunikida Doppo silently complained, "But why Dazai seems to be getting more and more courageous recently, what the hell is he inventing a 360-degree swing to jump off a building? He really thinks he Can't you die?!"

Want to develop a fancy suicide?Do you want to give you an event in the Olympic Games!

What was more unexpected was that I got back the ns that I entrusted to Osamu Dazai before I left.

In the past four years, the game has also been updated a lot. I thought about the friends in the game list, and remembered that I still don’t know what happened to the Silver King until now.

Have all the games given to him been played?

The airship happened to be over Japan recently, and I let go of the range of my heart sounds, but I noticed a person.

This man is one of the kings, the new Colorless King.

But why did he keep thinking about the King of Silver?

Things seem to be going awry.

On the rooftop at night, Shishu Tatara stared blankly at the person not far away who suddenly turned around and shot him.

Before he could react, the next moment, severe pain suddenly hit his chest. He shook the camera and fell to the ground, and his whole body fell to the ground powerlessly.

"I am the Seventh King, the colorless king. Waiting for someone here, you say the night is beautiful? Yes, it is indeed not bad."

"bump!"

Another shot.

The feeling of blood loss came little by little in his body, Tokuta Tara wanted to say something but couldn't do anything, he could only see the shooter leaving in his blurred vision.

He's dying... sorry... Anna, respect...

After finding the place, I saw a person lying on the roof.

I knocked on the forehead of ten bundles of Tatara, and found that this point was indeed one step away from death, so I decided to hand him over to Akiko Yosano with peace of mind.

Yosano Akiko was not very happy that he didn't have the opportunity to let the chainsaw appear, but he also directly exerted his superpower: "You asked me to come to Tokyo with you in the middle of the night just for this person?"

"No, just in case, I didn't expect it to happen just in time." I didn't expect to save someone just in time.

Anyway, it can be resurrected with full blood, and Yosano Akiko directly cut out the bullet with his hands. The picture is so beautiful, it is better to put a mosaic to see it.

I handed this person over to Akiko Yosano for the time being, and looked up at the sky.

The airship was just about to reach this sky.

"King of Silver, Adolf K. Weitzman," the colorless king stepped onto the airship, grinning grinningly at the man with silver-white hair who looked like a noble from the last century, "Use your ability, Give me everything you have!"

The ability of this generation of colorless kings is to take other people's bodies to gain the power of others. The colorless kings have changed many bodies.

Now he is about to become the number one king who is truly immortal.

"..." Weitzman paused his hand and temporarily put down the switch in his hand, "There are a lot of guests tonight."

"I'm sorry, but I'm entertaining my friends now, and I don't have time to receive you, an uninvited guest."

The Colorless King was taken aback: "Friend?"

Isn't the Silver King floating in the sky for decades by himself?Where does he have friends other than the King of Gold?

I sat on the swivel office chair with the switch in my hand and turned around, and said to the colorless king, "Sorry, first come, first served, you go to line up."

Colorless King: "..."

Ask him to line up, what are you kidding?

So he was kicked off the airship by me.

Colorless King: "???"

Obviously he was planning to kick the Silver King down, right? !

I saw from the preview screen that Weitzman was taken from the body by this person and dropped off the airship. Thanks to the silver king's ability to attach to the soul instead of the body, Weitzman did not die, and the power of the colorless king was also defeated. The water is empty.

No one should disturb the peaceful life of the Silver King.

I saw a lot of things in the preview screen, it was almost like watching a quarterly animation.

The wishing machine is not bad, so I simply proposed to the Silver King to kill the Dresden Slate, and then he can find a cat girl and a dog boy as his clan to continue a happy daily life.

Adolf K. Weitzman blinked, puzzled: "Cats and dogs?"

Yes, this combo really does.

After the Dresden stone slab was excavated in Germany, it was robbed to Japan, giving seven people power far beyond other supernatural beings. These people can distribute power to their own clans, known as the Seven Kings.

Now the slate is managed by the King of Gold, an old friend of the King of Silver decades ago, and the de facto ruler in Japan.

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative after such a long time," the already gray-haired King of Gold looked at his friend who was still as young as ever with a heartless smile, and glanced at the friend who was studying Delei. On the Slate, I made a joke to my old friend whom I haven't seen for many years, "Why, for your illegitimate daughter?"

"No, strictly speaking, it's a netizen, don't make such a joke, Lieutenant," Weitzman waved his hand, and raised the game console in his pocket, "Have you heard of Switch?"

No one can say no to Pikachu.

If one doesn't work, add Mewtwo.

The King of Gold who was sold to Amway: "..."

For a while, it was unclear who was derailed from society.

The Dresden stone slab may have been unearthed for a relatively short time, and has not yet given birth to the consciousness like the book and the collapsed jade.

The King of Gold looked at me: "You said you have a way to destroy the Dresden Stone?"

I said: "The premise is that you are prepared for what to do when your power is gone after this disappears."

"Don't underestimate me, young man," the King of Gold said in a deep voice, "All the preparations that should be done have been made long ago. Even if I didn't have this, I would still be the King of Gold in this country. I never planned to rely on it. lifetime."

That's fine.

The King of Gold saw me rolling up my sleeves and couldn't help but said, "So what are you going to do..."

I grabbed the stone slab and slapped it against the wall on one side, and the stone slab broke into at least ninety-nine and eighty-one pieces.

King of Gold/King of Silver: "..."

The premise of having the jade of the four souls is that it cannot be taken lightly when it is broken into pieces.

After grinding the slate into powder, I patted the ashes on my hands, and said to the two stunned people: "It's solved, don't thank me."

The swords of Damocles on the heads of these two people suddenly appeared, and at the same time, the other five swords of Damocles appeared all over the country. These swords of Damocles floated in the sky brilliantly, but Gradually turned into dust with the wind, and disappeared completely little by little.

Subsequent incidents later proved that it is better to do good deeds anonymously.

The Crimson King's clan is actually similar to Mafia, but because Yosano Akiko saved ten bundles of Tara, they sent their thanks to the Armed Detective Agency.

But he couldn't get any clues about me from his old friend, so the King of Gold went to the port of Mafia after following the clues from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

...It seems to be reversed.

Just like the leader Zai once said to me, the American organization came to Yokohama for the book not long after, and almost turned the world upside down.

It's a pity that these people don't know that the current situation of the book is very delicate.

When the Esoteric Secret Service found out that the book was missing, they could only swallow the bitter fruit themselves. Otherwise, once others knew that the book was once in their hands, few people would believe that the book would suddenly disappear.

I went home for a couple of days when I organized it—the school was going to organize a mobilization meeting before the college entrance examination and the last sports meeting for our third year of high school.

As we all know, Kusuo and I are not good at sports, so I tried a lot of ways to avoid it with the excuse that I have a part-time job.

When I came back to the detective agency, there were only half of the newcomers Izumi Kyoka and Nakajima Atsuzai who joined the Armed Detective Agency.

They stayed to prepare for the organization's raid, and everyone else went out on business.

Because according to Nakajima Atsushi's proposal, Fukuzawa Yukichi decided to meet and talk with Mori Ogai after careful consideration.