Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

When Fyodor came back holding the glass bottle containing physiological saline, Shuji Tsushima was already blushing with laughter, and was wriggling on the bed in an awkward position that was about to curl up into a ball.

The bandages all over his body really looked like a big white meat worm.

He didn't answer Chuya Nakahara's question, but just moved the phone away from his ear so that his disordered breathing would not be transmitted to the other end of the phone.After counting in silence for a few seconds, he cut off the call directly, and a distorted laugh escaped from his lips, and his shoulders trembled slightly due to his hard-fought patience.

On purpose, this man definitely did it on purpose.

Fyodor silently placed the towel under his wound.After the gauze was moistened with physiological saline, the excess liquid mixed with the dark red color of the melted blood clots flowed down and was absorbed by the towel, so as not to stain the light-colored sheets.

"Puff ha ha ha ha—cough cough!" Shuji Tsushima, who was still trying to hold back his laughter, accidentally used too much force, which involved the gunshot wound on his back, so that his bloody cheeks turned back to their previous paleness in an instant.Compared with it, the discomfort of physiological saline that irritated the wound was nothing, he grinned and cried out in pain, "It hurts, hurts..."

"Is it so fun to persecute yourself?" Fyodor asked deadpan.

Hearing this, Shuji Tsushima wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and he still couldn't help smiling, "Of course it's interesting, doesn't Fei Jia think so too?"

"I knew what I wanted to do early on, yet I dare to say such ambiguous words in my original voice." He tried his best to turn his head, exposing Jiyou's actions mercilessly, "Akira Ishida's voice is so recognizable."

In my opinion, Shuji Tsushima's sudden rise is not a deception at all. After all, they are both Osamu Dazai, and some of their essence are the same.Let Zhongyuan Zhong also misunderstand that he dedicated himself to the interests of the organization, and was violated like a plaything for a month.If he is provoked by Osamu Dazai again, he will definitely struggle in his heart before getting angry.

After all, Osamu Dazai has already paid so much for the organization, why should he be more gentle...?

"Tell me, how will the little dwarf here react when he meets a demon?" Shuji Tsushima suddenly raised a terrible guess.

The demon Fyodor, who intends to destroy Yokohama, has the same voice as the transcendent who once threatened the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong.The hatred value that had already been pulled to full, was afraid that it would completely explode the moment he heard his voice.

"Who knows." Fyodor replied casually, not wanting to think deeply about this question.

It doesn't make much sense.

While the leader commands the organization, he also becomes a slave of the organization.This point was given to Chuya Nakahara, who had just joined the port mafia, by Professor Ogai Mori as early as the beginning.This is also the reason why he was able to tolerate the leader negotiating with the transcendent-level powers alone after Osamu Dazai thoroughly analyzed the pros and cons.

After all, in terms of the interests of the organization, the loss of forcibly mobilizing all combat forces to fight against Mimic is completely incomparable with the loss of not spending a single soldier and only requiring the leader to pay.In addition, Dazai Osamu is originally an intelligence type, and he does not have much combat effectiveness.As long as his brain is still functioning normally, and he can sit in the chief's room and lead the port mafia, the price he pays to recruit the transcendent is not worth mentioning.

It is estimated that when Dazai Osamu was let go, Nakahara Chuya didn't think about that at all.

Until someone suddenly started playing, the development of things gradually became subtle.

As for the idea of ​​Zhongya meeting the devil in the Central Plains, there is no chance to realize it in this world.

He never had the idea of ​​forcing their peers from all the worlds into a pair just because he likes Xiuzhi. If I have no chance to attack Yokohama, I will be obliterated by Osamu Dazai, who is already equal to the "book", and the incident of the five declines of heaven and man will not happen.

The reason is simple, the leader Jae needs to maintain two plots at the same time, and the BEAST line will come to an end after he jumps off the building.Subsequent combination battles, rats in the dead house, etc. only appear in the last lines, and it is not important whether it will really happen.At that time, he needs to focus on maintaining the stability of the Conan line, and must not let the five declines of heaven and man that caused panic around the world become the background board.

It is easiest to solve the crisis at its source.

Majin and Osamu Dazai have different positions. They are the existence of the opposite sex, and they are the only opponents who can sit on the other side of the chessboard.The fall of each chess piece will involve countless people. With Yokohama and the world as the chessboard, tense games are being played in areas that ordinary people cannot touch.

Unlike him and Xiuzhi, they would never point their poisoned sharp blades at each other.

Fyodor does not intend to grant management authority to peers in any world, after all, he is very clear about the essence of Fyodor as an individual.Although on the surface he looks weak and unthreatening, but if he really wants to cause trouble, his destructive power is much stronger than that of Shuji Tsushima, so he must not be underestimated.

The biggest difference between him and Fyodor in other worlds is that his long-cherished wish has already been fulfilled, and there is no need to go to great lengths to plan to eliminate all the evil in the world.After losing his target, the label called "Salted Fish" has already been deeply imprinted in his bones.Even if he still can't leave the abyss for half a step, as long as he can watch the purified world, he will be happy enough.

What's more, he is not the only one wandering in the dark.

After the upper body bandages were replaced, Fyodor gave up fixing the ends with tape, and the white bandages were wrapped around Shuji Tsushima's neck for a while, and tied with the ends reserved first to look like a bow.

Someone who was suspected of being dressed as a toy blinked suspiciously, noticed the extra burden on his neck, and thoughtfully stroked the decoration that was extremely inappropriate for him.

Taking advantage of Shuji Tsushima's inattention, Fyodor stretched out his sinful hand, and rubbed his fluffy curly hair even more messily, and his eyes were deeply smudged with an extremely hard-to-detect tenderness.

After all, someone held his hand tightly and sank in the darkness with him.

He never feels alone.

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The business of Poirot Café was not very hot on the first day. After all, the store was not big, and the opening date was set on Monday by the casual boss, and the traffic flow was far less than that on weekends.The two hired employees were busy in the back kitchen, and Fyodor, as the boss, naturally had a leisurely time.

He already has other sources of income in this world, and he doesn't care whether the coffee shop is profitable.The funds behind it are enough to support the operation of this small store, and it is not a problem to even open a branch all the way to Yokohama.

Abbreviation, rich and willful.

Shuji Tsushima, who stayed in the house enough, nestled casually in a corner of the store, yawned from time to time, and rested on the side of his friend.At the same time, Fyodor took over the work that belonged to the leader of the Hong Kong gang without any obstacles, and dealt with the follow-up of the Mimic incident.He didn't plan to go to war with the forces that originally belonged to Conan's side. He dug up all kinds of private black materials along the way, grasped his weaknesses, and solved the hidden dangers inside Yokohama without bloodshed.

As for those who are really difficult to deal with, just a little bit of pressure on his upper echelons can easily make it impossible for people to survive in this city.

Noticing a familiar figure outside the window, Fyodor temporarily stopped what he was doing, and greeted him when the bell rang at the door: "Good afternoon, Mr. Mori."

To be safe, he closed the laptop.Although Mori Kogoro is set to be a computer idiot, the information that appears on the screen is too dangerous. It is hard to say whether he will notice anything with his sense of smell as a former criminal policeman.

"If you don't mind, would you like a drink?" He was the first to invite, signaling his staff to make a new cup of coffee.

It has been a month since the first meeting, and Mori Kogoro has gradually become acquainted with this Russian youth.Although the two have an age difference of more than ten years, they get along without any discomfort.Especially after the young man who called himself Akira Ishida showed his bold side as a Russian, and after a few drinks with him, the relationship was even closer.

Without the previous restraint, Mori Kogoro unceremoniously opened the chair opposite the two and sat down. His attention was attracted by the young man leaning against Fyodor, "Who is this gentleman?"

"Mamoru Miyano, the one I told you about before." Fyodor introduced with a chuckle, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with using this name, "He just finished solving the company's crisis recently, so he sneaked here to rest for a while .”

Shuji Tsushima was already light-headed, and he could only rest his tired body a little in the crowded shop.He rubbed his eyes that were still foggy, and the moment he saw the comer clearly, his eyes flashed a light called surprise, and the drowsiness was swept away.

The young man's voice suddenly rose, and he successfully got the attention of all the customers in the store after being frightened, "You are the famous detective Mori Kogoro! I have admired you for a long time!"

"Ah—it's not that great!" The person who met him for the first time praised him without any compliments, Kogoro Mori couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and pretended to be self-effacing with a sneer.

"How come, I heard about Mr. Mori's deeds as far away as Yokohama. He is a veritable detective! It is my honor to meet you now." Shuji Tsushima took out a brand new notepad from the nearby dining table, with a face With a comforting smile.He spread out the notebook and handed it to Kogoro Mori respectfully, "Please also ask Mr. Mori to sign for me."

After all, Conan is a child, and the paper man is alive.

As a private investigator without any reputation, this is the first time I have seen a live fan in so many years.Mori Kogoro took the notebook very seriously, and tried his best to sign his name more beautifully.He noticed the sense of incongruity in the young man who was staring at him, but it had nothing to do with the detective's keen observation skills.It was because the man's exposed skin was basically covered with bandages, which was too eye-catching, so he couldn't help asking: "Speaking of...is Mr. Miyano injured? You are covered with bandages all over your body."

"Did Mr. Mori watch the news yesterday?" Shuji Tsushima blinked, kept the notebook safe, and did not answer directly.

"Huh? I didn't watch the news, but I was listening to the radio." Mori Kogoro frowned, trying to recall what was on the broadcast yesterday, hesitantly said: "Mr. Miyano is also from Yokohama... Speaking of which, there was indeed a report yesterday. However, a sudden explosion outside Yokohama killed more than 20 people."

"This is it."

"Before, a group of foreign armed forces smuggled into Yokohama, causing panic. Some employees of our company were also affected and lost their lives..." He held his chin with one hand, as if recalling something terrible, and his fear gradually faded. Crawl all over the face.The young man's voice became dry and his shoulders trembled slightly, "Before I came to Mihua Market, I was accidentally involved in a gun battle between them and the Mafia. If I didn't hide quickly, I almost died there."

Fyodor showed a worried expression, lightly clasped his shoulders, pulled Tsushima Shuji out of the vortex of memories, and comforted him: "The bombs of those people probably exploded accidentally yesterday, don't be too scared, Yokohama is here again. Not every day."

The young man wrapped in bandages took a deep breath, and after calming down his heart beating rapidly due to fear, he shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"This is really dangerous..." Mori Kogoro, who realized that he had accidentally stepped on the other party's sore spot, changed the subject dryly, and subconsciously brought up what Fyodor had talked to him before, "Speaking of which, Mr. Ishida seemed to be I said that illegal organizations in Yokohama like to use the names of famous writers?"

In the end, I still couldn't get out of this circle.

"Actually, it's not just illegal organizations, some forces that are involved with the government also have this habit." Fyodor nodded, took out a ten thousand yuan bill from his wallet, pushed it to the middle of the dining table and pointed at the portrait on it, "For example, in The most famous armed detective agency in Yokohama, the name of the president is this."

Mori Kogoro twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows twitched unnaturally, his eyes were full of hesitation, "Fukuzawa Yukichi...???"

"Correct."

And the voice of this detective agency president will be exactly the same as yours in a few years.

After all, the voice actors are all Oyama Riki.