Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

It only takes a moment for him to change from a righteous party who maintains peace in Yokohama to a criminal who bears countless infamy and lives.

The "book page" that was robbed soon fell into the hands of Shenwei, and what to write on it was already arranged by the demon in charge of making the plan.

The devil has long joined forces with the No. [-] agency hidden inside the government, and through the hands of Gogol, who pretended to be the secretary of Dounan's deputy secretary, sent many detective agency members' pasts that were erased by the government. They confirmed the "crime" of the detective agency.

After all, something like a "book" is an existence above supernatural powers, and it is also the origin of this world.

For people who cannot see the upper world, the "book" is more like a script obtained from the creator. As long as the words written on it satisfy the coherence of a novel, they can easily change reality.

The detective agency that went to rescue the hostages turned into a murderer, following the content written in the "page", the summoned world line covered everything in reality.

It is difficult for anyone to believe that they are innocent, because of the unreasonable existence of "books", any police and search agencies will not believe their words.No matter how much evidence is in front of people, all these vital evidence will be ignored because of some unknown force that is difficult to describe in words.

The hounds were dispatched, and Osamu Dazai, who had skipped work openly, was arrested and imprisoned long before the incident happened. Members of the detective agency were arrested one after another, and they were almost cornered.

Faced with this situation, Edogawa Ranpo, who refused to accept the commission from the very beginning, became a dark chess piece that was not involved in the incident.He evaded arrest in the temporary hidden stronghold, contacted Allan Poe as a foreign aid, and at the same time checked the information he had detected in the past two days.

Except for Miyazawa Kenji and Tanizaki Junichiro who could not find any news, he already had a complete rescue plan for the other arrested members of the detective agency.

However, Edogawa Ranpo has no intention of resolving this incident at all, and even the emotion called anger rarely breeds. He just completes some secret tasks that only a few people know about with the highest efficiency.

The reason is also very simple, because of his deal with Pandora's Actor.

The sound of clothes being rubbed came from the ceiling of this room full of old second-hand books, and a young man in a dark yellow military uniform suddenly appeared.

"You look troubled, do you need my help?"

He kicked open the barrier at the vent, it seemed that because the space was too narrow, his upper body was stuck in the entrance for a long time, and he struggled for a long time before barely getting out.

Turning over a page of the information in his hand, the young man curled up on the chair squinted his eyes and complained: "There are no more rough snacks."

"Received—"

Shuji Tsushima waved his hand, summoned the roulette on his left arm, and took out several plastic bags filled with various snacks from it.He also brought a box of mixed-flavored bozi soda, and put it on the table in front of the other party, with a brisk tone, "This is enough snacks for three days, after that, you don't need to stay here any longer."

Edogawa Ranpo didn't say a word, he randomly took a bottle of honeydew melon-flavored wave soda, tore off the plastic packaging on the seal, and pressed down the marble placed on the top.

Air suddenly poured into the sealed glass bottle, tiny air bubbles clinging to the surface of the crystal clear glass beads, and then swarmed up quickly, causing the slightly cool soda to gush out.

The famous detective who gets the snacks doesn't show his boyish side.

In normal times, getting so much food reserves at one time, many of which are high-end snacks beyond the scope of coarse dim sum, Edogawa Ranpo would be happy for a while, instead of being unresponsive like now.

Noticing this, Shuji Tsushima stepped forward, roughly guessing the reason why the other party would have such a reaction, and stepped on the thunder crazily with a hippie smile on his face.

"Mr. Ranpo is not nervous at all, it is obviously a critical moment when the life and death of the members are unknown."

The young man, who was accustomed to squinting his eyes, paused, and the bottom of the Bozi soda bottle hit the table, making a short and dull sound.The pair of green eyes that were like glass beads opened, and the eyes that contained extremely complicated emotions fell on the young man in military uniform.

"Even if you say this, I will be angry, Dazai."

He called Shuji Tsushima Dazai.

It's not a commonly used name like Pandora's Actor, but just like in the past, among colleagues, seniors call juniors by their surnames.

This involves a transaction between two people.

For Fyodor and Tsushima Shuji, they have become administrators, and there are few existences in the lower world that can pose a threat to them.Even Fukuji Sakurachi, who is the captain of the hound, can't break through the administrator's built-in defense with his hundred times enhanced ability, so it's not a big threat.

But this only includes force.

The two directors absolutely cannot ignore the existence of someone who is similar to them but completely different, and who is also a huge bug in this world.

Edogawa ran wild.

After several considerations, Shuji Tsushima decided to reveal most of the inside information to him and not to hide anything in detail.Only those parts that involve the core content of the script will not be disclosed for the time being.

Now that the other party has seen the relationship between himself transformed into a black cat and Osamu Dazai, the conversation becomes much easier.

Shuji Tsushima claimed to be from the future Dazai Osamu, which is exactly the same as the way he used to bluff himself in the past time period.He started from the things that Edogawa Rampo really cared about, emphasizing that the armed detective agency will usher in a catastrophe in the near future, as well as various disasters against them.

As expected, the famous detective who carefully confirmed the identity of Shuji Tsushima chose to believe his words.

Just as Wells sent the memory of Atsushi Nakajima back to the past, Shuji Tsushima got a very similar script.

He chose the most acceptable rhetoric, emphasizing the fact that the world they live in will eventually be destroyed, and the biggest disaster that the armed detective agency has faced since its establishment.

Those contents are the future of Ranpo Edogawa, but Shuji Tsushima's past, and the time of destruction cannot be changed.And now he is aliased as Pandora's Actor, in order to create favorable conditions for everyone's second week.

His purpose of coming to this world line is to instigate the rebellion of the detective agency's main enemy in many incidents—the demon Fyodor.

Starting from the 70 billion reward on Renhu at that time, the subsequent combo battles, the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident, the Kung Fu incident, etc., all have the opponent behind the scenes.And behind the crucial event of the five declines of heaven and man, the destruction of the detective agency, Fyodor was also in command.

If they can successfully instigate the opponent, and wait for this doomed world to usher in a new life, then the detective agency will not suffer from all these disasters at all.

What made Edogawa Ranpo really make up his mind was a certain fact revealed by Shuji Tsushima.

In the event that led to the destruction of the detective agency, the strength of the real murderer behind the scenes far exceeded everyone's imagination.Even if Dr. Yosano exists here, the decisive battle with the opponent will only end with the death of all members of the detective agency.

The most important thing is that the president will contact the opponent at a certain time before the decisive battle without knowing the mastermind behind the scenes.If Fukuzawa Yukichi was informed of this matter in advance, all they can do is collect the body for the president, which is absolutely intolerable to Edogawa Ranpo.

Now that the destruction of this world is doomed, there are only a few months left for it to linger.Then the best solution is to collect good information in the doomed week, assist Osamu Dazai, who came back from the future, to plot against the demon, and save the chance to start again in the next week.

Shuji Tsushima promised to keep the memory of Edogawa Ranpo this time and bring it to the world where the new Zhoumu is located, so he will do his best to search for information and try everything possible to prevent the destruction of the detective agency.

What's more, since the future Dazai Osamu dared to come here, it means that his plan to instigate the demons has been successful, and returning here is just to fill in the necessary process.

Looking at the state of the giant mouse, it was obviously a bit miserable.

"It's really reliable." The young man in the dark yellow military uniform muttered to himself.

The voice that he was used to listening to every day was no different from Osamu Dazai, dragging the thoughtful Edogawa Ranpo back to reality.

He turned over a page of information slowly, unable to concentrate on the page, just like this, he was in a daze, and a slightly hesitant voice sounded, "Before you leave, don't you have anything to say?"

Shuji Tsushima, who was busy sorting snacks into categories, raised his head, with confusion written all over his face, "Am I still leaving?"

The wave soda in his mouth suddenly lost its taste, and the sticky bubbles in the esophagus only made his throat ache.Edogawa Ranpo took out the gas mask prepared in the past two days from the drawer, and put it on his face slowly, no one could see his expression clearly.

It was still a necessary prop for him to carry out a plan of stealing and exchanging pillars in order to pretend to be a god, but at this moment it became a necessity to cover up his emotions.

The young man's voice was very dull. I don't know if it was because of the mask or something else. He completely lost his usual vitality, "Dazai, you are about to leave the Armed Detective Agency."

Shuji Tsushima: "..."

The follow-up content of the script was guessed, and the movements of the curly-haired youth were a little stiff for a while, and he felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He scratched his head, with a guilty conscience on his face, "To be precise, for me now, joining the Armed Detective Agency is something that hasn't happened yet."

"..."

Ranpo Edogawa stared at him through the gas mask, noncommittal.

He could indeed understand Mirai Dazai's approach, and it was much more difficult than he imagined to contain that demon.And judging from his methods during this period, it is clear that he is madly pulling the red line for the two of them, trying to tie the devil firmly through both emotional and physical containment.

It has to be said that this approach ushered in great success after the Standard Island incident.

However, this containment works both ways.

Since then, Osamu Dazai in this world has also changed a lot.Compared with the appearance in the past with a smiling mask all the time, now he has a flame called life ignited deep in his heart, and his silent eyes like stagnant water are also rippling with love.

That kind of emotion is too strange for the young man, but strangely harmonious.

At least Edogawa Ranpo still likes him now more than before.

"At that time, I will bring at least two new members to the club...or maybe three, and I won't lose anything because of my departure..." Tsujima Shuji, who was wearing a dark yellow military uniform, became softer and softer. Dare to look at the No.1 detective in the world.In the end, he just opened his mouth silently, not knowing how to answer.

This feeling of guilt as if he wanted to abandon his companion made his conscience ache.

"Really..." Edogawa Ranpo took off his gas mask, picked up the wave soda, and said in a very casual tone, "That Mr. Demon, it would be great if he can get along well with everyone in the detective agency."

As a famous detective, he has already seen through the final result.I have extremely mixed feelings about the colleague who will replace Osamu Dazai in the future.

Hearing this, Shuji Tsushima promised with a smile, "He will."

Maybe they will never be able to match in terms of fundamental concepts, but Fyodor, who entered the state of salted fish too early, only wants a peaceful life and will never take the initiative to disrupt order.

Rather, if anyone dared to break the peace, he wouldn't mind using the Russians' fighting talent to get rid of the other party.

"..."

Probably because he felt that the curly-haired youth's smile was a bit dazzling, Edogawa Ranpo closed his eyes again, and regained his childish side.

"Forget it, as long as you can find what you want, the famous detective doesn't care about you!"

"Growing up is really a cruel thing."

Shuji Tsushima deliberately lowered the brim of his black military cap to hide his slightly uncomfortable expression.I don't know whether the growth he refers to is talking about himself, or the members of the detective agency in the incident of the five declines of heaven and man.

He slowly approached, randomly picked up a copy from the desk full of documents, and explained softly as if covering up his embarrassment, "This is Kamui's arrangement for the attacks on the members of the detective agency."

"No, you still have something to do."

Edogawa fell back violently, and slapped the young man beside him on the head, "I should be responsible for these contents, so Dazai can take care of it."

"Let this world be destroyed as soon as possible."

After that, there is the possibility of rebirth from the ashes.

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The time goes back to before the members of the club were arrested one after another.

For the devil, the loss of the white felt hat he often wore did not affect his prison life much.

This may be due to the long time spent in that memory.

In my memory, "I" usually dress in casual clothes, and because I live in Yokohama most of the time, it is not necessary to keep warm to such an extent.Whether it's a fur-trimmed cape or a felt hat with ear protection, "I" don't often wear it.

More time, this will be used as a fun between the two, dressing up as the role set for myself during the second period, and spending a period of time that makes each other happy.

Fyodor raised his head, and the opposite cell, which had been empty for a long time, gradually rose from the platform.The difference from the past month was that there was an additional young man with a smile on his cheek, who greeted him with interest.

Also returning the other party with a smile, the Russian youth who had been locked in a cell for a month put down the book in his hand.Under the vigilant eyes of the prison guards on the other end of the many surveillance cameras, they asked an unclear sentence, "Has the sprinkler device been successfully activated?"

Throwing himself down on the bed that occupied half of the cell, Osamu Dazai shook his calf comfortably, and replied with a smile, "Of course, social animals are very reliable in their work."

No one could guess what charade they were playing.

The essence of the matter is very simple, but Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka, who temporarily escaped from the hounds, need to find Oguri Shutaro who knows a certain amount of inside information in order to restore the innocence of the detective agency.

However, searching aimlessly is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. At this time, the only way they can think of is to borrow Fitzgerald's "God's Eye" and mobilize the monitoring equipment in Yokohama to find it.

It is absolutely impossible for the devil to ignore this, and at the same time, he also anticipated the behavior of the other side.He sent Hawthorne, the original combination pastor who was brainwashed by himself, to fight with each other before Atsushi Nakajima and Jinghua Quan arrived.

It's a pity that this battle was just a cover. In order to prevent the detective agency from borrowing the "God's Eye", he arranged the real killing move at the end.

When Fitzgerald talked with Atsushi Nakajima, it was also the moment when his vigilance dropped to the lowest.The blood that had been hidden in advance would instantly turn into an extremely aggressive scarlet letter, which could easily take the life of Fitzgerald who was too late to use his ability.

At this time, as the player on the other side of the chessboard, Osamu Dazai should arrange for his own team to arrive at the occasion together, activate all the sprinklers, and dilute the blood used for the scarlet letter.

According to the normal process, this should have been a thrilling game. The two beings who could be called monsters made a series of inhuman predictions. In the end, they were evenly matched, and the battle situation continued to be stalemate.

But when people on both sides of the chessboard have an ambiguous relationship, it's another story.

They are well aware of the way to pass messages to each other, and even the plans of both parties are customized together.The game between the detective agency and the five evils of nature and man is tantamount to becoming a play house for the two. In the end, the purpose is just to be able to meet each other in prison.

After all, it would be too cruel to force a couple who are in a good relationship to separate for a month.

Osamu Dazai rolled on the bed, his actions were extremely childish.It seems that it is because I am used to the double bed at home, and suddenly sleeping in such a poor bed, it will be difficult to get used to it for a while.

The young man's body was stiff on the edge of the bed for a long time, and he managed to control himself not to fall. Then he pouted and sat up, and continued the conversation between the two.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Pastor's ability is too easy to use. After being brainwashed, he is a perfect assassin. Can he be reversed?"

Putting down the book he had read countless times, Fyodor replied seriously: "It's a little difficult."

"But it's not impossible." The curly-haired young man in the cell on the other side nodded thoughtfully to show that he understood.

The saying that Xiaobie is better than newlyweds does not apply today.

Although the two finally met, there was an insurmountable distance between them, which was essentially the same as their remote video call.

Osamu Dazai's expression was dissatisfied with the naked eye, and he started the habit he had developed in that memory again, wantonly playing tricks in front of people who really made him feel at ease.

Seeing the subject lying on the bed again, Fyodor in the cell on the other side hesitated for a while, and pulled the not-so-important bed behind him to the other side to shorten the distance between the two.Although it does not solve the problem from the root, it is better than nothing.

"Very concerned?" The pale-skinned young man asked in a low voice.

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the bed, waved his hand, and then covered his throat with his fingertips, stroking the handwriting that was so faint that it could not be distinguished by naked eyes, "Don't you think Mr. Pastor is very similar to our current situation?"

"In the initial information I got, there was no evidence to prove that Mr. Pastor had a crush on that woman who could control the wind."

Osamu Dazai sighed slightly, and in the most casual tone, said some truths that were terrifying even to them, "Look at him now, you have been brainwashed into Margaret as his true love , isn't this like us after all that?"

The relationship between him and Fyodor is essentially the simplest and crudest way of brainwashing.Diluting the original hostility with an overly large memory made them what they are today.

Those loves and feelings belonged to Pandora and Mikhail, even if their true identities were the same as they used to be, they couldn't be confused.

The smile on Fyodor's cheeks faded away, as if in an instant, the young man returned to the state before he experienced all this, and there was an extremely obscure darkness spreading deep in the purple-red eyes.

He crossed his hands in front of his knees, staring at Osamu Dazai who was not far away, and even the tone of his voice lost a bit of warmth, "So, what do you want to express?"

He naturally understands this simple truth, but the reason why emotion can be called emotion is because it is difficult to be controlled by reason.

Indeed, the relationship between the two seems to be stable, but in fact it is an attic in the air piled up on the illusory memories, which cannot withstand scrutiny.Maybe there will be no problems in a short period of time, but if you want to go on for a long time, you still need a long period of running-in.

After all, in reality, their living habits and other aspects cannot be consistent with their memories.

For them at present, the only thing that they can barely get along with is night sports, and the most difficult thing to deal with is actually the position of the two of them.

The Rat of the Dead House and the Armed Detective Agency... If Osamu Dazai was still in the Port Mafia at this moment, things would be much easier.

Aware of the low air pressure spreading, the young man with black-brown hair scattered on the white bed just laughed lightly, as if he had no awareness of an emotional crisis at all.

It's just that the words that blurted out were full of desire to survive.

"It's nothing, I just feel... This feeling is not bad."

The feeling of finding the meaning of living is like finally grasping the only warmth in the endless darkness.It was because it was so reassuring that he was unwilling to give up easily.

So that's fine.

Fyodor closed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and the cold aura lingering around him disappeared.

"Yeah, that's really reassuring."

Realizing that the crisis was over, Osamu Dazai slowly raised his head, glanced at the many books piled up on the other party's bed from the corner of his eye, and then looked at the empty appearance of himself in the cell, couldn't help shouting loudly, "What are you looking at? , give me one too!"

The only entertainment facility that can be brought in has already been sent away, and it is impossible to pass the time by playing music games. The only choice before him is to read books like Fyodor.

The problem is that I have no access to books at all.

The young man with slightly long hair glanced at the formatted book in his cell, and pinned a strand of hair from his sideburns to his ear, "If you don't bribe the staff here, they won't provide it to you."

"Is it okay for you to say it so openly?"

Osamu Dazai can fully imagine how exciting the expressions of those prison guards who are always paying attention to their chatting content must be.

If it wasn't for them leaving soon, it is conceivable that this prison may usher in a thorough cleansing of personnel.

"It doesn't matter."

Ferdor's tone was very casual, because he was too bored, staring at the fingertip that was bitten by himself to the point of bleeding, and seriously thinking about whether to bite with another finger next time.

He closed his eyes and continued to expose himself frantically, "Anyway, the most confidential information is already known, and the rest is nothing compared to this."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head a little more interested, "For example?"

"The founder of this prison is named Albert Camus. It is located in the Jura Mountains on the border between France and Switzerland, in a naturally formed underground cave." Fyodor really answered truthfully, without taking the two of them into consideration. The meaning of the situation and the content revealed are normally only known to the high-level officials of this prison.

"It's so clear, where did you get the information? Or is it that this kind of place can also allow rats to invade?"

"Who knows."

While the two were chatting, the transparent prison cell, which was floating up and down in mid-air, was finally pulled by gravity, and fell together slowly at a uniform speed.

Looking down through the same transparent floor, you can see many prison guards waiting on the platform with vigilant expressions.Obviously, the future that awaits the two is not so rosy.

This is already the most secretive prison in the world, especially the devil. The person in charge here must torture him to find out how he knows this information.

"Ah, look, something is wrong."

Osamu Dazai blinked, and continued to yell loudly, "Exposing confidential information so carelessly will cause trouble for the staff here. I just came in not long ago!"

Fyodor closed the book without any fluctuations in his tone, "I'm really sorry."

"You are so perfunctory."

After getting an overly obvious answer from Bangdu, the curly-haired young man in a white one-piece prison uniform shook his head in distaste, taking advantage of the short time before the prison cell landed, he said in a solemn tone: "Mr. Demon, do you know what I'm thinking? ?”

"Anyway, it's very boring."

"Guess what~"

"I haven't been able to eat canned crab meat for two days, and I miss it very much." Fyodor replied without any hesitation, his thoughtful eyes fell on the platform that was about to arrive, and his tone was very casual.

"Correct! As expected of Fei Jia, he still understands me as well as before."

"After all, you usually don't think about other things except these things. After losing the nature of being the proprietress of the coffee shop downstairs, the only things that can make you care so much."

Seeing that the transparent prison cell with a size of only four square meters was about to approach the platform, Osamu Dazai stood up and slammed into the glass wall in front of him with three points of strength.Trying to bring the distance between the two closer through my own efforts.

However, for those prison guards, his actions were nothing more than pointless resistance.

"Why can't I get through this? The distance is less than three meters, but there are two layers of tempered glass that are so annoying." Osamu Dazai finally stopped his movements, his facial features wrinkled into a ball, and he tightly covered his shoulders, with a look on his face. It hurts to eat.

Fyodor, who had witnessed the whole scene, just shook his head, his eyes could not tell whether it was disgust or something else.

"Too stupid."

"I guess you'd say that."