I swept Yokohama with a vest

The silence of the street in the middle of the night was broken by a loud noise. Kojima Nosaburo hurriedly opened the door and escaped, leaving the mess behind him.

Not long after he walked out of the back door, he realized that his trousers were spattered with blood, which made his already livid face even more distorted.

After hastily turning into the alley, he swore indiscriminately while wiping the place with a handkerchief popped out of his pocket.

Damn, it was all planned, just take some money and things, it was all planned!

But uncontrollably, he started other behaviors, the kind of behavior that seemed to be carved into his bones, and he realized that he had started sharking again after he recovered from the intoxication.

The blood on the trouser legs could not be wiped off, but it was more conspicuous because of the random wiping. Saburo Kojima stared at that place, and when the thread in his heart was tightened, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Well, can you help me, please?"

Just a few meters away from him, someone poked out of the shadows.

Before he raised his head, Kojima Nosaburo knew that the person who witnessed the traces of his handling was a beautiful woman, but when he looked up, he was still stunned.

Probably because of fear, that person only poked out a pale face, and the moonlight showed its beauty at a glance, and also showed the other person's expression in full.

It is fear, cowardice, and the courage to tentatively ask for help.

Kojima Nosaburo's movements froze for a few seconds, and he could hear his heart beating like a drum in his ear, but it was on this night that he met this monster-like woman.

In any waking moment, he would feel weird and scared, and even wonder why there is moonlight here, and what is the silver light that illuminates the other party's beautiful face.

But now, he asked slowly: "...what's the matter with you?"

The woman lowered her eyes sadly: "While walking through the street, I accidentally twisted my foot...Can you please take me to the carriage? It's on the street outside."

carriage?In what age are there still horse-drawn carriages?

This thought flashed through Nosaburo Kojima's mind, and he didn't cause any waves at all. He put away his handkerchief as if possessed by a demon, and then walked towards the woman.

When he got closer, he realized that he had miscalculated the age. The other party should not be a woman, but a young girl, and the dress on her body was very luxurious, it was even more expensive than the family he just snatched... Enough, don't think about that anymore kind of thing.

The waist is tied with a belt bag, the matching furisode, and the knot is also a bow... She is an unmarried girl.

Kojima Nosaburo easily picked up the unmarried girl, measured her waist and legs with his hands, then lowered his head and sniffed, "You're still outside at this late hour. Miss, are you going to see your lover?"

He carefully observed that immature but already beautiful face, not letting go of the other person's expression of embarrassment quickly.

The unmarried girl hastily explained in a low voice: "No, it's not..."

As Kojima Nosaburo turned around and walked towards the alley with her in his arms, her voice suddenly stopped, and when she rang again, she trembled: "You, please take me outside, my carriage is outside. "

"You asked me for help in the middle of the night, what the hell is Miss thinking?" Kojima Nosaburo lowered his head to touch the other party's neck, and was immediately pushed away by disgust, but it didn't matter, now the other party was completely in his arms, no matter what I can't run away.

He said with a terrifying smile: "I will satisfy you, miss."

The smile froze as he turned the corner and walked towards the dead-end alley.

Because at the moment he turned the corner, he saw a smear of red quietly burning in the alley: a burning carriage was parked there.

When the horse tied in front of the carriage turned its head and snorted, Kojima Nosaburo retreated subconsciously.

The soft and boneless beauty in his arms said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Kojima, send me there."

He was clearly conscious and kept yelling to go fast, but Kojima Nosaburo walked towards the carriage step by step uncontrollably, after he sent the demon in his arms into the carriage.

The other party smiled again and said, "Come up quickly."

So he climbed stiffly into the carriage again.

The flame that had been burning quietly and seemed to be restrained by something began to burn violently. The sound of burning wood and the choking smell of smoke spread.

The demon ran his fingers across his eyes and nose, and said softly, "Oh, I've already given you a chance, and I've also given you a hint, whether to go to a bright street or a dark alley."

Kojima Nosaburo struggled with his uncontrollable body for a moment, then tremblingly said: "Please, please let me go! I will never..."

The other party blocked the rest of his words with his fingers.

The devil sighed: "Human's will to survive is amazing, Mr. Kojima, those people you killed also want to live... You look down at my clothes."

Kojima Nosaburo trembled and lowered his head, looking at the other party's kimono.

In the alley, he was sure that the kimono worn by the unmarried girl was very luxurious, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but now he looked down carefully, and he was shocked to find that the pattern on the kimono was a painting, and the red lines outlined many distortions Shaking figures.

Under the light of the flames, those figures seemed to come alive, and began to struggle and cry, each of them, Kojima Nosaburo, could recognize it.

The flames spread in, burning his blood-stained legs and feet, exuding the smell of barbecued meat, and the unmarried girl happily hummed a ditty.

*

Osamu Dazai squatted down, checked the scorched black marks under his feet, and said calmly: "No. 17 case of burning a living person... What is the reason for this?"

The members of Mafia at the port who stood obediently lined up next to each other looked at each other, and finally one person stood up and said: "No. 17 robbed a house and killed a family of four. The police have closed the case."

Osamu Dazai nodded casually, and continued to lower his head to observe the scorched black traces where it was difficult to discern human figures.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "No."

The other port Mafia members immediately raised their spirits and looked at him.

He asked: "Have you sorted out how many people were killed by the No. 16 shark?"

The member who just answered was a little confused: "The case of No. 16 is an even number, and Mr. Gui Zhongya is in charge... But the number of lives in the hands of No. 15 has broken three digits!"

"No.15 is a three-digit number, so it's impossible for No.17 to be a single-digit number." Osamu Dazai lazily said.

He pondered for a long time, and then threw out such a conclusion that was so simple that he could draw it with the hair of a hair, just to cover up what he was thinking just now.

The sky hadn't completely brightened yet, and the traces on the ground were still slightly warm. Osamu Dazai smelled more smells that hadn't completely dissipated, one of which was like the one from the shrine.

It made him frown.

The last time I smelled this smell was in that secret room a few months ago, but this time it was here.

In addition, long before these seventeen cases were discovered, the black-haired girl asked him to solve the murderer with a smile, which made him have to think more.

...In short, I blame Mr. Mori who said, "Even numbers go to Chuya, and odd numbers go to Dazai, so everyone can participate together."

Even though Mafia, the port, has to take care of this kind of matter that only the police need to take care of, although Osamu Dazai would investigate even without Mori Ogai's order, but the meaning of doing business and fishing is completely different.

——And there are two people in the Central Plains! ! !

Not only the dwarf, but the dwarf's sheep!

The even numbers should belong to the little dwarf, and the odd numbers should belong to the little dwarf's goat. He is responsible for fishing!

"Go ahead and check." Osamu Dazai stood up, stretched his waist, and then lazily walked out of the alley.

Most of Yokohama is currently under surveillance by Port Mafia, including this alley.

There is even a camera in this alley, but watching the surveillance video, this scorched black mark appeared suddenly. If the left behind staff were not very serious, I am afraid that it would not be discovered until dawn that there is a black spot here.

It seems that the opponent is a guy with similar spatial abilities.

And it can burn/burn human beings alive into only some scorched black unknown objects-when they are burned/burned, human beings must be alive, otherwise it would be impossible to struggle out of such twisted traces.

This is not an ordinary flame, referring to the conditions of the opponent's choice...it looks like a flame from hell.

This reminded him of the ghost king who was wiped out during the Taisho period, which he found out before, and there seemed to be a ghost with space ability beside him.

So go find a professional counterpart to 'discuss' it!