Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Keiji Ihara, a fringe member of the terrorist organization "Heige" six years ago, was naturally timid and embarrassed to be reused, so that he didn't even give the organization members the proper identification.The reason why he joined the organization is unknown, and he was only assigned to do some small errands in it. However, on the day the organization planned to inject a large amount of chemicals into the Tokyo water pipeline, he witnessed the young demon in military uniform destroying everything.

The child was wearing a well-tailored military uniform, and the simple mask covering his face was only engraved with three black hollow circles located at the eyes and mouth respectively, with some naturally curly hair like ink being bent by the military cap, only the ends Tilt up disobediently.The afterglow of the setting sun that was as bright as blood fell on his body, covering him with a layer of hazy meaning, corresponding to the picture scroll that looked like a reappearance of hell behind him, making people feel no discord.

As if he was supposed to be a flower of evil born of blood and death.

The child stood at the door of the dilapidated warehouse, with a folding knife that was dripping dark red liquid between the fingers of military white gloves. Only the sharpest blade was not covered by the bright red, which reflected dazzlingly in the sun. of light.When he heard the sound of someone falling to the ground behind him, he calmly wiped off the blood on the blade with a handkerchief, turned around slowly, and stared at Keiji Ihara, who had fallen to the ground exhausted, through the mask.

The man's throat seemed to be blocked, and he could only let out a shrill scream that was meaningless and unspeakable.His trembling eyeballs saw the fallen corpses in the warehouse, and the stench of bright red soaked the ground.The person in the organization who has always been domineering to him is now staring wide-eyed. There is only a thin layer of skin connecting the head and body. took a life.

He repeated this behavior 46 times.

He tried his best to stand up but failed, and fled screaming on his hands and feet.Even though his knees and palms were already bloody from the rough gravel, his throat was corroded by sour gastric juice, and his trachea was almost blocked by vomit, Keiji Ihara did not dare to have any thought of stopping.

escape!Must escape!If you stay there—

will die.

None of the 46 members of "Hei Ge" survived.

He fled from Tokyo to Yokohama, trying to escape to other countries on a smuggling boat. Along the way, he did hear a policeman leading a boy of twelve or thirteen looking for something, but he was lucky enough to escape.Like a mouse living in the gutter, although it cannot see the sun all day long, it can escape the hunting of natural enemies.

Until one day, a devastating explosion illuminates Yokohama in the dark night.He hid in the woods illuminated by sparks, and saw from a distance that figure engraved in his soul was in the flames, as if he didn't know what the scorching heat was.

The child awkwardly supported a motionless adult, staggered, and gradually disappeared from his field of vision under the support of another tall adult male.

Early the next morning, the disheartened Ihara Keiji was escorted into a police car by patrol officers and sentenced to many years in prison for theft.

He's not afraid of losing his freedom, at least he doesn't have to worry about being dragged into hell by a demon in a child's skin all the time.

Keiji Ihara spent six years in prison in fear. He was afraid of the sky outside his cell, the birds flying above it, and everything outside the invisible cage.

[As long as you eliminate the fear in your heart, you will become an invincible existence. 】

The Russian who helped him escape from prison and gave him a new direction in life said so.

Although he has doubts in his heart, he vaguely senses that there seems to be some invisible force behind the waves, pushing himself, who has always been just drifting with the tide, onto a bloody road to redemption.

[Perhaps this is God's will. 】

He thought so.

After escaping from prison, Ihara Keiji followed the guidance of the mail step by step, constantly hunting the fear in his heart.

After strangling a young man with black curly hair to death with his own hands for the first time, he was surprised to find that the sense of fear was gradually subsiding, and all he could feel in his heart was an unprecedented pleasure.He laughed maniacally, with an incomparably distorted facial expression, and brandished a hatchet in the dead of night, dismembering the young man who had long been silent.

Keiji Ihara obeyed the instructions, forged the scene and rushed to the next location, and so on.

Until he missed the Maori Detective Agency and finally met the "God" who gave him salvation, and then received a new order to lurk into the police station.

This information is the limit of what people in this world can detect.

In fact, the organization "Heige" never existed six years ago, and Ihara Keiji was just an ordinary thief.He was just unfortunately captured by the two directors, implanted a false memory, and his body stats were increased, and then he was brainwashed and became an extremely sharp knife in their hands.

It's really just a matter of probability to catch him among so many npcs.

Fyodor and Shuji Tsushima used the original power to tamper with the past of this world and modify people's cognition on a large scale.They fabricated a terrorist organization that launched an attack on Japan out of thin air, fabricated a 'zero' that never existed and died in the line of duty, and tampered with the family status of a certain aborigine in the background board.

As early as the beginning, Fyodor was not just playing voice actors.

Starting from the three aspects of background, experience, and blood relationship at the same time, all this is to make Dazai Osamu's new character design logical, and it cannot be separated from the world of Conan at all.

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Keiji Ihara didn't know that the person he missed with the shot was the demon of the year, a nightmare that had been clinging to his soul for many years, eroding his sanity, and refused to leave.

He just followed the will of "God" perfectly, put away the sniper rifle immediately after the bullet was fired, waited for the floppy disk to be obtained, and immediately sneaked into the police station according to the planned route.

It is too whimsical for ordinary people to want to invade the national intelligence agency, but under the detailed and close arrangement of the plan, Keiji Ihara sneaked into the room where the confidential information is stored unimpeded.He loaded the program in the floppy disk in a very short time, and then called up the search results about a certain person, and successfully escaped before the police began to block his escape route.

His next assignment was to destroy the power distribution room of Tokyo Tower, forcing it to be closed for repairs.

The rare chaos in the police station, dozens of police officers running around the corridor with serious expressions and guns, looking for a suspicious figure.Among them, there are not many civilians who are sitting in the office processing documents, and after receiving an emergency order, they picked up their guns and joined the search team.

After searching from the ground floor, the team returned to the incident floor. The leader gasped heavily and shook his head solemnly.

"Damn it, let him escape!"

The eyebrows were painted in a strange style, and the police officer with black-rimmed glasses immediately arranged the troops to divide into three groups, and blocked all the possible absconding routes of the intruders in the surrounding roads according to the emergency plan.There was cold sweat on his forehead, it was hard to believe that the intruder was so bold as to choose the daytime.And I, who witnessed all this happening, don't know what kind of punishment I will receive in the future.

But this is not the point.

Kazami Yu also gritted the crown and ordered: "Call out the records immediately! Find out what information he has!"

If any of the confidential information stored in that console is exposed, it will cause unimaginable turmoil to the country.

To make matters worse, it was obviously the most heavily guarded time period for the Police Department, and they didn't react to the leak of confidential documents until the intruder successfully escaped.A person with such strength must not be cultivated by a small organization. No matter what power he represents behind him, it may be difficult to end this matter well.

He subconsciously thought of the boss who was younger than himself, and his words were full of unwillingness, "It happened that Mr. Jiang Gu was on a latent mission..."

The police officer who was constantly operating the console froze, his eyes filled with disbelief.He had already prepared for the worst, but the facts told him that the intruders had no interest in the secrets that could shake the foundation of a country, and spent a lot of time infiltrating into the police station just for a file that was insignificant in comparison.

His lips were slightly stiff, and it took several deep breaths before he recovered his voice, "The prisoner only dialed out the information of a dead person..."

"who is it?!"

The police officer hesitated, "It's...the information from the former security planning division 'Zero' who died six years ago, Oba Masato's only son, Oba Yozo."

Such a file was impressively displayed on the screen.

【Name: Oba Yezang

生卒：19xx.6.19-19xx.6.19（享年12岁）

Father: Masato Oba

Mother: Miyano Aya

...]

"Oba Yozo...?" Kazami Yuya, who didn't know this strange name, frowned tightly. He couldn't understand why the old member of the ZERO team showed such a dignified look, and he was vigilant about a child who was only 12 years old when he died. Too much.

If there is anything special about this child, the only thing is that he was the son of a certain "public security zero".

"I just heard a little bit, there are many bad rumors about this child..." The policeman lowered his voice, motioning for Kazami Yuya to approach.

"Rumour?"

He sighed, cold sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead, he seemed very afraid of revealing the information he knew, and whispered: "It is said that he has a brain and talent beyond human imagination, but his concept of good and evil is extremely vague, and his behavior is very bad The army's hounds asked for people many times, but his father, Masato Oba, stopped them. It was not until shortly before the two died that Masato Oba reluctantly let go and agreed to let Yozo Oba, who was only eleven years old at the time, join the hounds... But in Before that, Oba Yozo has been trained according to the standard of the next 'Zero'."

Hearing the word "hound", Kazami Yuya's fingertips twitched uncontrollably for a moment, and he finally understood where his colleague's fear came from.

The hounds represent the strongest combat power of the military and police. The number of teams formed after selection by various units has always been maintained at single digits.If my immediate boss who is excellent in all aspects to the level of non-human beings cannot be selected, then it is completely unimaginable what kind of monster-like existence Oba Yezang who was appointed by default when he was young is completely unimaginable.

Do such people really exist?

"That was a week before Oba Yozo's death, his father Oba Masato was ordered to solve the 'Black Kudzu' incident as 'Zero'. But after he knew about it, Oba Yozo found 'Hei Katsu' alone No one knows what happened after that. But when our public security police arrived, we found that no one in the base survived, and all of them had their carotid arteries cut with a single knife, without any signs of struggle." The policeman took a deep breath, and still had lingering fears about the purgatory scene that year. For the police officers who arrived at the scene that year, it was a traumatic scene shared by them.

He clenched his hands subconsciously, trying to calm down the disordered breathing, and then said in a dry voice: "In just a week after that, Oba Yozo and his father died in an unknown explosion on the edge of Yokohama. "

Kazami Yuya was speechless for a while, the "Heige" case was too famous, but it was famous in another sense to the police.Before they dispatched, all 46 members died... If that incident was really done by Oba Yozo, if such a demon cannot be controlled by the righteous side, what kind of bloody storm will his instability cause in this country?

Hasty footsteps sounded from the end of the corridor, and a police officer came running with a black mobile phone with a broken edge.His expression was too flustered, he held his mobile phone up high, and without waiting to catch his breath, he immediately reported to his superior: "Kazami Criminal! We found a mobile phone suspected of being an intruder at the drain of the women's bathroom on the second floor. The content inside... content !"

"What is it?" He hurriedly picked up the phone, trying to find clues of the intruder, but he didn't notice the pale face of the subordinate who seemed to see something too unbelievable.

"Yes, there are several perfect and detailed crime guides. The content is exactly the same as the serial murder case that the Metropolitan Police Department is investigating recently."

"!!!"

The bad premonition came true, Kazami Yuya even felt his heart skip a beat, and even breathing became difficult.The police did not follow up on the serial murder case, but he was not ignorant of the general content.So much so that after sorting out everything, it was like a thunderbolt, and was almost knocked out of the sky by the stimulation of this overly dramatic reality.

If Ohba Yozo was still alive, it would have exactly the same characteristics as the victim.

The intruder was most likely the murderer of the serial murder case that the Metropolitan Police Department had been investigating for a long time.

He hissed, his face was worse than ever, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "Contact the Metropolitan Police Department immediately and hand over the case to the police!"

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Shuji Tsushima was walking leisurely along the sidewalk, and the red and white landmarks in the distance gradually drew closer as he walked.The young man's hospital gown was changed at some point, and the wound across the front of his chest was randomly wrapped with a bandage, barely stopping the bleeding, and then covered with a brand new white shirt.He put on the same black jacket as the leader of Hong Kong and Hei, and covered his left eye with the remaining bandage like the leader Zai. Except for the red scarf that was left in the Hong Kong and Hei Building, he looked like a wild leader.

The scene of being stimulated after amnesia passed in front of the police. Shuji Tsushima attacked the police without any psychological burden while the people around him cared about him.After recapturing his mobile phone, he stepped on the wall in a posture that pissed off Newton, and a few dodges fell into the blind spot of their sight. After quickly changing clothes, he swaggered away from the door smoothly.

My role in the Metropolitan Police Department is over, and the rest will be a headache for Osamu Dazai.

Shuji Tsushima hummed a ditty, deleted the email sent by Fei Jiakadian, then casually glanced at the time, and dialed the phone number of a model worker who hadn't dared to contact him recently.

The speed of answering the phone on the opposite side is very fast.

"Chuya, come to Tokyo right now."

[Yes, leader. 】

Zhong Yuan, who has recently received long-distance email arrangements, subconsciously replied that since the last embarrassing call, he has stayed behind in Hong Kong with an indescribable mood, and has been diligently handling the follow-up of the Mimic incident.

He didn't even dare to ask the mackerel what he had suffered during this time.

【…】

【Are you in Tokyo? ! 】

Chuya Nakahara, who suddenly realized what Shuji Tsushima was saying, suddenly raised his voice, once again ignoring the class of the two of them for the time being, and roared viciously.

Shuji Tsushima carried the phone away in advance, and the eardrums were not stimulated by the sudden critical attack.With a relaxed tone, he waved his hand at the Tokyo Tower with a smile, and said casually: "Yeah, it's time to end the play house with someone for so long."

【what? ! 】

"The scenery here should be very good. I don't know which one is better than Hong Kong and Hei."

He raised his head thoughtfully, with a delicate expression.

I don't know which one is more famous, jumping Tokyo Tower or jumping Hong Kong Black Building.