[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

The cracks above Yokohama are like the fangs of monsters, hanging ferociously above everyone's heads, but strangely, Yokohama doesn't seem to have changed much.

In addition to people constantly taking photos and tweeting, the things that should go to work and study are still being completed step by step.

——for ordinary people.

On the sea of ​​Yokohama, a ship carrying passengers is driving quietly on the sea.

However, this huge ship used for traveling and carrying passengers was unconventionally quiet, and no one could be seen in either the kitchen or the banquet hall.

Only on the open deck are the people who are sitting in the three directions.

"It's been a long time, Your Excellency Fukuzawa, Chief Farmer, I never thought that we would have the day to gather together."

One of the three parties, Mori Ogai looked at the old acquaintances in front of him with a smile, and the way he greeted him cordially was completely different from the seriousness and warning shown by a gravity user standing behind him.

"The same goes for Mr. Dazai. Have you considered coming back? The position of the five major cadres is always reserved for you."

Dazai Osamu, who stood behind Fukuzawa Yukichi with his arms folded, made a disgruntled face,

"It's not dark yet, can you stop talking in your sleep, Mr. Mori?"

The smile on the corner of Mori Owai's lips froze imperceptibly.

In the past, he would say some perfunctory words that fit the scene, but this time, Osamu Dazai was not in a happy mood, and all he spit out was venom.

"What did you say? Is the leader of PortMafia finally getting an uplifting Parkinson's after menopausal baldness?"

"cough."

Geng Tian, ​​who was watching the whole battle, coughed, and opened the paper fan to cover the lower half of his face as if nothing had happened.

Well, as expected of Osamu Dazai.

If you can talk, talk more, don't worry about the fact that he is already bald!

"What are you talking about, bastard Dazai! Do you want to die!"

The leader of the organization was ridiculed like this, and as one of the five major cadres, Zhongye Zhongye was the first to be unable to bear it, and almost rolled up his sleeves to teach the mackerel on the opposite side to be a man.

"Oh? I seem to have heard the voice of some dwarf just now? Where is it? It's too small to see!"

As the kite-eyed youth said, he covered his eyes with his hands in a serious manner and made a look-out gesture, looking left and right without bowing his head.

"Mackerel... If you want to die so much, I'll make you happy!"

Gravity narrowed the blue eyes, and the layers of the ship's plank under his feet were cracked, wrapped in a dark red ominous light, which extended all the way to Dazai Osamu's feet with the sound of cracking and cracking.

In the next second, the wooden board under Osamu Dazai's feet suddenly burst into holes. If Osamu Dazai hadn't hid quickly enough, he would have been swimming in the Yokohama sea at this moment, enjoying the experience of entering the water once a day.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was getting more and more vicious, and when a big battle was about to break out before the negotiations even started, the president of the armed detective agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi, and the port chief, Mori Ogai, finally spoke and stopped the confrontation between the two blacks in the past.

"Okay, Dazai."

"Calm down, Chuya-kun."

Humph.

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu both snorted coldly, not wanting to look at each other more.

"Well, hahaha, young people are always more energetic."

The farmer who had enjoyed the show came out to smooth things over like a good guy, but the pity tone made the corners of Ango Sakaguchi's eyes twitch behind him, and he couldn't complain.

"Hey, Uncle Farming, let's skip the nonsense and just talk about your attitude. Protect, or kill?"

As if he was tired of the useless temptations at the scene, Edogawa Ranpo directly brought up the topic without hesitation.

Regardless of his reckless attitude, the brat directly suffocated Zhong Tian, ​​and silently swallowed the next social rhetoric.

As for Fukuzawa Yukichi?

Oh, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, dressed in feathers, sat upright in front of the careless duo, without even raising his eyebrows, as always serious and upright.

In short, he got used to it.

Who doesn't have a few bear kids, right?

"Since we are talking about the disposal of the 'Miko', Mr. Mori should have more ideas, right? After all, I heard that she has a good relationship with the Gravity Envoy of your organization."

The head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, the farmer chicken thief, avoided the most important thing and threw the question to PortMafia present here.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was mentioned, also kept his face unchanged, but the one who was stretching out his hand moved slightly, and clenched into a fist as if patiently.

"Hahaha, it's better not to make fun of Nakaya-kun too much, Chief Farmer."

Mori Ogai looked at a certain bald head with a smile, but his eyes were cold and terrifying, "After all, it involves the future of Yokohama. I believe the Supernatural Secret Service must have important information to share with us."

In a word, the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division shut their mouths, their expressions unpredictable.

Looking at the neutral armed detective agency on the other side, their attitude turned out to be more in favor of Mori Ogai's proposal.

Since receiving the order with unknown meaning, Butei, the port, and the supernatural agents have shown amazing efficiency, and today's joint discussion began.

On the surface it is a discussion, but in fact, it is another negotiation.

Just like what Mori Ogai said, this is a choice related to Yokohama. PortMafia's hole card is the relationship between the gravity user and the miko; Osamu Dazai.

...These two people, the farming chief looked at the two young men tangledly, and he didn't have the confidence to fool Butei in this negotiation, let alone the old fox Mori Ogai.

Thinking of this, Zhong Tian couldn't help but want to sigh in depression.

You said why they were unlucky for the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After all, it was a government department. As a result, Osamu Dazai didn’t get it, and Edogawa Ranpo didn’t get a share. Even the shrine maiden who had a close relationship with Gravity

They can't find a chance to connect.

Bad luck, really bad luck.

Geng Tian shook his head with a sigh, and slowly closed the paper fan.

As for why they all accepted the current bizarre incident without any obstacles, and did not show any doubts——

However, the facts are already in front of us.

Under the watchful eyes of both the Armed Detective Agency and PortMafia, the commander of the Supernatural Secret Service Division put away the last smile on his face and put a file on the negotiation table.

All eyes were on the table.

One, with a red stamp of "Level [-] Top Secret", is a confidential file that can only be unsealed with the joint approval of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the current Mayor of Yokohama.

"Next, let me explain to everyone." Ango Sakaguchi raised his glasses and took over the role of the chief.

"Explain this incredible and bizarre file."

*******

The incident about the "Yokohama Miko" actually existed very early.

According to the dusty records of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it can be traced back to the shogunate era. At that time, the so-called sacrifices were always done through the way of god sacrifices.

Every 100 years, offer "Renzhu Miko" to the gods in exchange for the safety of Yokohama.

"It is not that no one in the government has questioned its rationality, but the data over the years have recorded the process of natural disasters befalling Yokohama."

Yokohama is a city that has nothing to do with youkai and ghosts.

From its birth, the city seemed to be divided into separate parts.

"Some people have hypothesized that the time and space we exist in are actually independent corners, and each city has its own rules."

"Yokohama is a person with supernatural abilities, Tokyo【】【】"

When he said this, Ango Sakaguchi suddenly lost his voice, as if a hand blocked the consciousness of the people present, and everyone could only see the opening and closing of Ango Sakaguchi.

There are no fools present, and this alone is enough to explain the problem.

However, after realizing it, a deeper crisis descended on their heads.

Whether it is Fukuzawa Yukichi, Taneda, Mori Ogai, Dazai Osamu, and Nakahara Chuya, they are all the wild dogs of this city, living and wandering in the daytime and in the gutters, guarding the city together.

But now, they know, above them,

There is also an even more uncontrollable rule, which controls the fate of their city. How can they not be frightened, how can they let go? !

There was an unspeakable silence on the deck, and everyone's heart felt heavy.

"aging--"

Edogawa Ranpo spoke first, breaking the silence of the scene.

"The statute of limitations is shortening."

A sentence without beginning or end, but everyone understood it.

Knowing Edogawa Ranpo's ability, Ango Sakaguchi did not show too much surprise, just nodded and continued,

"Based on the records and calculations, we found that the statute of limitations for the Witch of the Human Pillar is getting shorter and shorter, starting from the first hundred years, and until today, there are only 50 years left."

"In 50 years, the time of the last [priestess] happened to be the first year of Ansei, when Yokohama opened the port."

The first year of Anzheng.

Nakahara Chuya's pupils moved, thinking that in his dream, the time of the monster's attack shown on the Ferris wheel happened to be 0:0:0 in the first year of Anzheng.

"This is all the information [Yokohama Jinchuriki Miko], the Supernatural Secret Service Division knows."

Ango Sakaguchi closed the file and pushed it back to the center of the table, under the eyes of the Armed Detective Agency, the Supernatural Secret Service, and PortMafia.

"Now, one last question."

"Hand over Kamami Shuri—or wait for the Yokohama coordinates to collapse."

"What is your choice?"

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Known clues:

Armed Detective Agency

Ability Secret Service

Port Mafia

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what are their options

Mr. Nakahara Chuya present: ...I choose to kill the author

Zhu Li, who didn't appear in a whole chapter: backstage is on standby