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"Om-"

The train roared past the platform, and in the gap between the glass and the sunlight reflection, a boy with a black sea urchin head was holding on to the handrail with a blank expression.

The 12-year-old proceeded in an orderly manner from buying tickets, checking tickets, and getting on the bus.Fu Heihui grabbed the corner of Xuejian Weizhi's clothes without looking back, and said in a steady voice, "You're going the wrong way, you're standing here."

"Really?" Xuejian Weizhi said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry Hui, I took you as a chaotic step."

The way to go out with Edogawa Ranpo and return home safely - go against him, you must be right!

Zhizhi has followed this rule for several years, and has never lost his way in Yokohama.

Fu Heihui: "...how did you live so long?"

He wasn't originally a joker, he was forced by life.

"The train is about to arrive in Hakata——" a gentle electronic female voice sounded in the carriage, and Fu Heihui turned to ask Yukimi Mie, who was theoretically older than him, "Has Mr. Wujo arranged for an assistant supervisor to pick us up?"

"No." Xuejian Weizhi tapped on the phone, "The result of the report given by the window is that there are no curse spirits. It is Wutiao teacher's initiative to investigate this matter. If there is an auxiliary supervisor, things will be troublesome It's big."

Auxiliary supervision, in addition to "assistant", their greater responsibility is to "supervise" the actions of the magician and report to the high-level.

Fu Heihui looked at her in surprise.

He was vaguely aware of Gojo Satoru's extremely poor relationship with the upper echelon, but he didn't expect Xue Jian Weizhi to see it so clearly.

Half a month of psychedelic sparring experience and Xuejian Weizhi and Gojo Satoru's reckless style made Fu Heihui very tired, and he didn't realize that she was his senior at all.

Fu Heihui made preparations for Xue Jian Weizhi to ask three questions, and that the entire trip to Bodo was on his shoulders alone. He even stayed up all night to check a complete guide, emphasizing on reciting the local helpline and radio station addresses.

In his dream that night, the sound of the loudspeaker "Xuejian children, Xuejian children, your parent Fuhei is waiting for you at the radio station..." made him break out in a cold sweat.

"There is no auxiliary supervision, and Teacher Wutiao didn't give us detailed information, what should we do next?" Fu Heihui couldn't help asking, "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?"

"I'm in a hurry." Xuejian Weizhi looked up from the phone and said seriously, "I'm done eating candy, and I'm so hungry."

Fu Heihui's face turned black, and the girl smiled instead: "Don't worry, Brother Fu Hei, don't think I'm so unreliable."

Fu Heihui really wanted to ask a question: When have you ever been reliable?

Boys develop a little later than girls. The 12-year-old boy is short and short, his small face is unconsciously swollen, the head of the sea urchin explodes, and his eyes are full of distrust.

Zhizhi: I suddenly understand why Teacher Wutiao likes to tease children.

It's so much fun to tease kids.

"Hui," Xuejian Weizhi said seriously, "Did I tell you that I have an unknown identity?"

Fu Hei Huimu died: "The Sailor Moon of love and justice? The Masked Superman transformed into Sui Bingyue? The No. 13 evil judge of the Wing of Darkness? Or the fallen angel who was once in charge of the dusk but was pushed off the Zhuxiantai? "

Zhi Zhi: "Hey, how do you understand so well?"

Of course it's your fault for telling him the jokes about the Second Middle School every day, please, don't you really feel ashamed?

The young Fu Heihui, when his peers were still arguing over whether the "Rose Gang" was more powerful or the "Blue Dragon Gang" and "White Tiger Gang" were more domineering, he was already despairing of this world full of secondary illnesses.

Is reading three years more than him just to make your setting more perfect and confusing?Wake up, the Chinese teacher's spirit in heaven is vomiting blood!

"What is your new identity?" Fu Heihui asked as if giving up.

"Good question!" Xuejian Weizhi slapped Fu Heihui on the shoulder, "I have an unknown identity—a Void Liaison Envoy who connects the undead of the three realms, turns illusion into reality, and orders all ghosts to obey. "

"My colleagues are waiting for us to arrive at the mission point. No matter what kind of cave Bodo is, you and I will enter and exit seven times without hindrance!"

Fu Heihui glanced sideways at Xuejian Weizhi's cell phone.

[A mature sea squirt: help!My dear friend, why can't you come to Hakata yourself?Have our friendship been eaten by you! (The kitten's most fierce eyes.jpg)]

[Gan Le: Thank you for the invitation, I'm in the hospital and I can't leave.Why don't you sue Osamu Dazai, he is not more leisurely than me? 】

Fu Heihui: Got it, "connecting the undead from the three worlds, turning the illusion into reality, and being the liaison envoy of the void who obeys orders from hundreds of ghosts" is like asking for help from netizens.

Keep it simple, keep it simple in the way you speak.

Hakata, the world famous killer city.

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are intelligence dealers who rely on the rivers and lakes to make a living.

Zhizhi's netizen Gan Lejiang is one of them, and behind the cute female account is a big guy who picks his feet - bah, he is a handsome man who plays tricks to death.

[Ganle] His real name is Orihara Rinya, an information dealer active in Shinjuku and Ikebukuro, the king of fishing in troubled waters.

He and Osamu Dazai, the former cadre of Mafia at the port, had a friendly friendship of reporting each other for stabbing in the back. This friendship reached its peak when the two lived in the same hospital and a ward.

Osamu Dazai: "What a coincidence, you were beaten in by Shizuo Heiwajima?"

Orihara Rinya: "What a coincidence, what is the taste of Chuya Chuya's iron fist?"

The two young men wrapped in plaster looked at each other, smirked the whole time, cherished each other, held bandaged hands, and their friendship will last forever.

The opportunity for Xue Jian Mie and Orihara Rinya to meet is very magical.

The empty streets, the blond man running with a vending machine, the black-haired young man being hunted down by him, and Zhizhi walking out of the convenience store with ice cream.

"Brother Linya—go to hell—" Heiwajima Shizuo raised the vending machine and threw it with the most standard javelin posture.

In the blink of an eye, vending machines, Mie Yukimi, and Orihara Rin also formed a straight line.

Zhi Zhi took a bite of the ice cream and raised her head.

The vending machine that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky. According to the physics knowledge of junior high school, this vending machine first knocked out Mie Yukimi, and then smashed her body at Rinya Orihara.

The murder is imminent.

The flames illuminated the sky.

"Throwing rubbish everywhere in the street, fighting wildly, brutally murdering innocent underage girls, do you still pay attention to the law of Yokohama!" Yukimi Mie said angrily looking at her ice cream that had been melted by the high temperature , "Review! [-] characters per person! Don't go home if you can't finish writing!"

An angry Zhizhi took out her mobile phone and called her guardian Fukuzawa Yukichi, asking the president to bring over a set of tools she usually used to write a review.

Shizuo Heiwajima's brain suddenly calmed down when he was irritated by Rinya Orihara. He almost murdered an innocent girl.

She actually just asked him to write a self-criticism, what a beautiful and kind girl.

The blond bartender served the man obediently and stood still, and Orihara Rin turned around and ran away without saying a word.

This is Yokohama, not Ikebukuro. It's really disgusting where people with different abilities gather together.He clicked his tongue, thinking back to the years when he and Osamu Dazai stabbed each other, his footsteps rattled as he ran.

Xuejian Weizhi hangs up the phone, and sees that the prisoner has no law to rule, and is trying to escape from the prison under the eyes of the holy judge of evil!

It's terrible, Skynet is not missing, you, big coward!

The black-haired girl calmly watched the fleeing figure, her eyes covered by gauze lowered her pity gaze like an angel.

She spread her palm and blew lightly.

Sparks flowed, and the wind that swept through the street whistled and engulfed the flames, catching up to Orihara Rinya in an instant.

With a bang, sparks start a prairie fire.

Orihara Lin also followed the inertia and moved forward a few steps before slowly stopping. A gust of cold wind blew past, and the sky was divided between ice and fire.

He bowed his head slowly.

Seeing my flowery underpants fluttering in the wind.

"Hahaha, Zhizhi, you did it beautifully!" Osamu Dazai laughed until he wiped his tears, he walked out from the corner, and he didn't know how long he had watched the show.

Osamu Dazai walked up to Rinya Orihara, whose clothes were all burned by Mie Yukini, leaving only a pair of underpants, and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Orihara, welcome to the hospitable Yokohama."

Orihara Rinya: Thank you, welcome to your family.

The intelligence dealer who kept trying to die and finally overturned his car and the ex-Mafia cadre who was a whitewashed man met on a narrow road. During the confrontation, Fukuzawa Yukichi took the pen and paper for writing a review to cut off Orihara Rinya's last retreat.

A [-]-word self-criticism, a treat for ice cream from the Detective Agency, compensation for the cost of the vending machine, being beaten by Shizuo Heiwajima on the ground, exchanging friends with Yukimi Mie and agreeing to help unconditionally... After signing a contract After a series of unequal treaties, Orihara Rin also fled Yokohama under Zhizhi's watch.

Cherish life and stay away from Girls Who Play with Fire.

[A mature sea squirt: Zhijun entered the water since the shark caught a cold, and is doing rehabilitation training under the gentle treatment of Dr. Yosano. 】

[Gan Le: Why am I so happy... Well done! 】

【A mature sea squirt: stare at—】

[Gan Le: I contacted Enoda for you, a blond mushroom head, Hakata is his territory.If the money is enough, everything is easy to talk about. 】

[A mature sea squirt: eat too many sweets, the president confiscated this month's pocket money QAQ]

Zhizhi shed tears, don't you intelligence dealers have a rule of doing good things every day?

In Shinjuku, the black-haired young man was typing on a swivel chair. He took a sip of water and calmly misled him.

[Gan Le: Why don't you ask your miraculous Zhijun? 】

Makes sense.

Yukimi Mie thinks what Ganle-chan said is right. Her best brother Dazai is a "man with a script" and the director's own son. If there is any trouble, why can't I ask the magical little Rabbit Zaiji?

Osamu Dazai replied quickly.

He first regretted that he had been on credit for many days and really had no money to lend to poor Zhizhi, and then said that if she needed, he could steal Nakahara Chuya and Kunikida Dubu's card support Zhizhi.

Under the stern refusal of the messenger of justice, Osamu Dazai finally said:

[You can first go to Hua Jiuhui, a killer named Lin Xianming, accept his commission, and then let him pay the information dealer's fee. 】

Zhizhi: Got it, this is outsourcing.

She didn't care why Osamu Dazai, who was far away in Yokohama, knew Hakata as if he was at home.Ever since she saw Edogawa Ranpo put on her glasses when she was a child, she deduced for a second the location of the eraser where Zhizhi had been missing for three years, and she never explored the behavioral logic of these BUGs holding scripts.

"It's done." Xuejian Weizhi turned to Fu Heihui and said, "After getting out of the car, let's find a blond mushroom head and ask him to check the information related to the special-level curse spirit."

"When Mogutou was about to ask us to pay, he knocked people out first to delay the time. We took the opportunity to find this killer named Lin Xianming, and he paid the intelligence fee, and then we went to complete Lin Xianming's commission."

Labor in exchange for money is a good show of empty gloves and white wolves.

"What if the intelligence dealers resist?" Fu Heihui asked.

"Then change the knife into a mallet." Xuejian Weizhi waved his hand, "The method is not important, as long as it can be credited."

"...A Messenger of Justice?"

"I didn't say no money." When the train arrived at the station, Xue saw Wei Zhi jumping out of the car door, and she looked back at Fu Heihui, "Otherwise, is there anything else you can do? Classmate Fu Hei worth a billion dollars?"

"No." Fu Heihui flatly denied, "I'll just listen to you."

At the exit of the station, Enoda, who was urged out of the Internet cafe by Orihara Rinya, crossed his arms and felt a chill rushing down his back.

"Strange." The blond mushroom-haired boy frowned and pinched his neck, "Why is there phantom pain in the back of my neck?"