I got the Wenhao system

Yuzu Yuhito and Ye Qiangwei Nagizaki looked at each other, supported their classmates from left to right, and said, "Fuhei, is your name really from the ground to the building?!"

"You never revealed that you are the rich second generation, brother Fuhei!"

"No, for port mafia, brother Fuhei?"

The two of them are absolutely normal reflections. What is abnormal is that Fu Heihui can hide everything!

anyway……

Youren rubbed his chin and thought seriously: "If I have these five buildings, maybe I will grow up to be the second generation ancestor, but Fu Hei has not grown crooked?"

"I heard that he had to be a housekeeper to support his own father since he was 12 years old. Is it because of this reason? So he always looks depressed..."

Hearing the "whispering" of her classmates, Fu Heihui's eyebrows twitched.

Can we kill them now?

In the car, Gojo Satoru watched the students taking pictures and clocking in as souvenirs, and took a group photo with the numb Fu Heihui.

He smiled and said to the phone: "That's it, Jay."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that, but the members definitely changed a lot. Dazai Osamu told me the address, if you are interested, you can go and have a look."

"We're at Hui's house now."

Osamu Dazai beside him rested his chin with one hand, watching this scene with interest.

After a pause, Gojo Gojo turned his head to look at him.

"No, it's nothing." Osamu Dazai withdrew his eyes, opened the car door and walked down, "It's just that it's interesting."

As expected of the strongest conjurers teaming up together, he just made a start, and he really cleaned up the rotten oranges so cleanly.

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker put his hands in his pockets, stood under the tall building and looked up.

There was obviously no expression on his face, but it made people feel a kind of fragile loneliness. The bright sun shone on him, but it didn't dispel half of it.

Seeing him staring at the building in a daze, Fu Heihui hesitated for a moment, walked over and said, "There shouldn't be any problem, right?"

He is really glad that he didn't fall into the trap of selling buildings to survive.

This scene is really like ten years ago, when Osamu Dazai was standing here in a black suit with a bandage on his face.

By the way, he hasn't asked Osamu Dazai why he has changed so much.

Fu Heihui's head is almost bald, so he can cast spells while going to school, and take care of his family at the same time.

Fortunately, Wujo Wuhui sent someone to help.

"Problem?" Dazai Osamu belatedly looked at Fukuroe's expression, and suddenly laughed, "Aren't you worried that I'll be angry if you make a lot of changes here?"

"Relax, I don't have that much affection for these things." He patted Fu Heihui on the shoulder.

Osamu Dazai doesn't miss any place that much, and there are only a handful of people who are worthy of his nostalgia.

"I'm just..." The young man looked at the empty side, and said slowly, "I just remembered that someone would stand here with me before."

Fu Heihui just wanted to say something, but Dazai Osamu's changes were extremely fast, and the feeling of loneliness was fleeting, and the expression on his face showed a layer of unwilling complaints at the next moment: "Ah——I really don't want to step into this place again Well, Hui, don’t you feel that the lighting here is not good after you’ve lived here for such a long time?”

Fu Heihui said: "It's okay, the main reason is that Jin Meiji and the others always ask me to change rooms, and it doesn't make much difference."

Except for the rooms for the subordinates, the rest are more than enough for them to live in.

Tsumiki and Mimiko were keen to find the most comfortable place to live, and the younger brother Fukurohui became an advance toolman.

The treatment of the Fuhei Patriarch/Leader made those who heard it sad and those who saw it shed tears.

Osamu Dazai refused to enter the building, and did not say why.

The young man just said: "Because I will never lie about this matter, so... I don't want to bring it up for the time being."

The neighborhood has turned into a luxurious commercial street, with so many people coming and going, some people looked here curiously, but they didn't dare to stay longer because of some urban legends.

Knotaba Yuhito and Kizaki Yeqiangwei have discovered the secrets of their subordinates, Fu Heihui told them that if they want to go in and follow them.

Knotabagi Yuhito asked curiously: "If you don't follow, will you be taken out and robbed like in the movie?"

Fu Heihui said indifferently: "No, I will get lost."

Kunzhang Yourohito covered his face: "As expected of Brother Fuhei's home!"

Fu Heihui's fist was really hard.

But this made up for the regret that the two of them couldn't go to Roppongi before. They should have a good time.

At the last step before going in, Gojo Satoru suddenly said: "Although I don't want to pour cold water on you, you should come back first, there are some things you need to hear."

"Hey--?"

Slowly dragging their feet in disappointment, Yuzhang Youren and Ye Qiangwei came back helplessly, and said, "Teacher, aren't you even curious?"

Gojo Satoru: "Ah, I'm getting tired of going already, the scenery in my yard is better."

They remembered Gojo Satoru's expensive shirt: "..."

Damn it, is this inhumanity?

"That's something that can't be helped," Gojo Satoru said quietly, "If Dazai rules them out, it means that there are existences as troublesome as the curse spirit appearing."

Osamu Dazai's slender body leaned against the car, and he sighed.

"The existence of another meaning of the detective agency is also because of this," Osamu Dazai said in a low voice, "Ten years is enough time to brew another group of people, and I didn't know before I left..."

"It turns out that outside of this world, there are places where we can stay."

"And it's not just us, the malice that has been hidden for a long time is about to counterattack."

The curse spirit was born from the negative emotions of the earth, forest, ocean, and even human beings... These negative emotions have been carried for so long in human history.

Xia Youjie, who has not been possessed by brains in this world now, went to discuss with Leu Hu and the others to bring them from the behind-the-scenes that had been hidden for hundreds of years to the front of the stage, so he had to do it himself.

As early as the beginning, Yunjing Xingjian had dispatched vests in the field of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man to look for them.

It may be that Xia Youjie's reputation for magic spells is too great, and the spell spirits are deeply hidden.

Yun Jingxing had no choice but to use the "hidden characteristics" of the "script trio" to take a gamble to roughly determine the location of the curse spirits.

The so-called hidden feature is similar to the effect of the hidden task, and it is specially provided by the system.

The characteristics of the three-person script require that Osamu Dazai Edogawa Ranpo Fyodor Dostoevsky vest be used at the same time, and the distance between the vests must not exceed ten meters. There is a 50.00% chance of triggering.

Instant access to the true version of the scripted trio IQ.

In the remote forest, a rare figure broke the tranquility.

The thin, even sick foreign youth stepped on fallen leaves and dirt. He didn't care much about getting his white cloak dirty, and let the unavoidable branches and leaves brush his cheeks, but he still took off his hat and took it off. in hand.

Any conjurer could hear the whispering or growling voices surrounding him not far away at this moment.

The number of curse spirits here is incredible.

The young man is like an ordinary person who has strayed into the world, his purple eyes are calm, but there is a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, there was a curse spirit who couldn't stand the temptation and couldn't help but rushed over.

The youth suddenly stopped in his tracks, and did not meet its sprint into the mouth.

A weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

【Stop! 】

Before the curse spirit grabbed the young man, a voice sounded.

This voice is very weird, it doesn't belong to any language on the planet, but it can clearly penetrate into people's minds, and it is automatically understood by people.

The voice was a step late, and the curse spirit finally bumped into the young man.

The young man whose shoulder was bitten by the curse spirit was like a zombie who had lost his soul. He didn't feel any pain or any unnecessary reaction. His purple eyes were fixed on the forest curse spirit who appeared with the shout.

"Pfft!"

The curse spirit biting him suddenly exploded all over his body.

As if being crushed by an invisible big hand, the curse spirit let go of the youth, smashed it to the ground, and then turned into ashes and disappeared.

"What a pity." The young man glanced at the place where the curse spirit disappeared, and his voice was unexpectedly gentle, "It's not surprising that this kind of existence without judgment consciousness died."

"Good morning," he said with a smile that made it difficult to tell whether it was a young man or a young man for a while, and seemed very harmless to humans and animals, "you are the strongest curse spirits."

[Character Vest: Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky

Character Skin: Basic Comic Version

Extraterrestrials: Crime and Punishment

Feature: Perception Delay]

Fyodor's vest is a special one, even the basic version is divided into manga version and animation version.

After all, there is a huge difference in the style of painting. The animation version can be used to cosplay Mori Ogai if you change clothes, while the manga version is a harmless, sick and weak boy... Even if you want to show your brains or something, the appearance should make it easier for people to relax their vigilance.

As for the delay in perception, it is because he doesn't have much feeling for bottle headshots, and it is too difficult, so it is a characteristic that is given to the host.

Fyodor said "you".

There is indeed only Huayu standing here, a curse spirit.

As a curse spirit born of human beings' negative emotions towards the forest, Hanayu's personality is much gentler than that of Lehu and the others.

Hana's greatest hatred for human beings is the destruction of the environment.

And it loves its companions very much.

The disappearing curse spirit couldn't blame this person, it was the curse spirit who jumped on him, which made him activate this passive spell.

[Stop there, human child. 】The weird and unique language came again, like a majestic human woman, 【No matter why you came. 】

The conflict between the curse spirit and the human being is irreconcilable.

The vines of the trees gushed out from the ground, entangled the young man in a few strokes.

Normal people should have been terrified, or tried to escape.

"Really?" The young man with a calm voice raised his hand, as if by magic, a severed finger appeared in his hand, "What a pity."

"More interesting things could have happened, so I have traveled all the way here."

The moment that finger appeared, Hua Yu suddenly stopped.

It is impossible for any long-lived mantra to fail to recognize the finger.

This is the finger that was taken away by Yunjing Xingjian in advance and handed over to the system.

Now I have to exchange it for mission needs. Not only did the system earn the price difference, but it was not happy about it. It took me a long time to get it back as if it was given to me and I don’t want me to spit it out.

【...Children of humans,】 Hana Yu paused for a while before continuing to ask, 【Why did you come? 】

"I'm not a human child," the severed finger rolled between the palms, the delicate face was clearly smiling all the time, but it made people taste a kind of creepy malice, the purple eyes raised, and said faintly, "About Humanity……"

About the prepared script.

Fu Heihui originally thought that having one more adult would let him breathe a sigh of relief-it can't be less reliable than Fu Heisher, right?

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu spread their hands together and said: I don't want to explain the setting.

Fu Heihui: "..."

In fact, there are no reliable adults in this world, right? !

Fu Heihui explained to the two classmates what happened ten years ago.

The shock of Yuzu Yuhito and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei was no less than that of Xia Youjie back then, of course it was because they both went through compulsory education.

Fu Heihui summed it up and asked: "That is to say, you are not sure how many of you peers are born this time, and maybe some of them are not on the side of human beings?"

The young man crossed his arms, leaned against the side of the car, and said lightly: "To be precise, I don't want to stand in line, but want to be an enemy."

Seeing their confused expressions, Osamu Dazai shook his head: "It is impossible to figure out how many similar people like Rantang who lost their memory or who were experimented on like Chuya."

"Even after temporarily leaving the world, there is actually another place similar to the world for us beings to stay in a conscious way, and I came back here by mistake, which is an unexpected result."

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and suddenly changed his tone: "However, the most important thing now is to find the book, and the president has also told you."

It can change a person so much, but he is still surrounded by loneliness all year round. He is obviously in the sun but can't fully integrate into it. It's like finding a treasure but without the key.

No one asked Osamu Dazai, he was the kind of existence that would subconsciously make people avoid too much communication with him.

Wujo Wudao: "The president also set up an organization for you, just like Mori Ogai."

"After all, the president and the leader have the same teacher in this world," Osamu Dazai shrugged, "However, you are wrong about one thing."

"It's not for us. The detective agency was only established for one person at first."

The forensic doctor in charge of the autopsy was Sansumi Mikoto.

During the handover, the female forensic doctor thought that Ranpo and the two of them were family members, but she was surprised when she learned that they were detectives.

Unlike Conan, there are really not many policemen in this world who will work closely with detectives.

After finishing the work, Mulin Yunnan called out the Zhongtang Department.

At the beginning, Zhongtang, who had no schedule, was still languid in his voice on the phone, until Mu Lin said helplessly, "Mr. Zhongtang, it's a goldfish."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Mu Lin put away his mobile phone, walked around and sat down on the bench, and the two silently counted to five in unison.

Five seconds later, the man with messy hair appeared in front of them with a screeching halt.

Zhongtang was out of breath, and his tone seemed to be eating people: "Where is it?"

Ranbu directly handed the storage card to him, and said: "So far, there are more than 20 victims of unnatural death with traces of goldfish in their mouths, and all of them are women. Maybe not all the victims, but I will Find him before the next victim comes along."

Zhongtang Department: "..."

The young detective had been wearing those glasses all the time. He opened his emerald green eyes and said solemnly: "Your persistence is right, doctor."

【Your persistence is correct, brat. 】

That voice sounded in Yunjing Xingjian's mind in a trance.

"This is really..." The Nakado Department held the memory card and looked at Edogawa Ranpo suspiciously, "Who are you? Why do you care about this?"

"It's because of boredom." Ranbu's answer was a bit unexpected. He stood up and stretched lazily, "There has never been any interesting case. The detective's mind is going to rust, so I can only go to Look through the previous files."

"I didn't expect to see this. The forensic doctor dissected my girlfriend without anyone finding out. Well, normal people would think you are a murderer." Luanbu smiled triumphantly, "But I am the world's The number one detective knows at a glance that those records are all—wrong!"

After a pause, the young man restrained his smile just now, and took off the beret on his head: "The dead are all ladies."

"The crime is not over yet, the president also told me, please find out everything before the next victim appears."

It has been too long since the case, and all the bodies have been cremated and buried. Others may not be able to do anything about it, but the evidence collected by the police and the Nakado Department is enough for Edogawa to overthrow all the arguments of suicide and determine the cause of their deaths.

But not enough to directly find the murderer.

However, as someone who has witnessed the whole process of solving a case, Yun Jing Xingjian certainly knows where to look for the decisive evidence.

Mu Lin said with emotion: "Is Mr. Edogawa right? The policeman didn't feel anything when he told me about it. Now it seems that he is really an unusual detective."

For some people, even if they know how wrong the name Edogawa Ranpo is, they will not ask too much.

"Ha, of course, sooner or later, I will take the name of Armed Detective Agency on the stage of the world!"

Luanbu pushed the brim of his hat, and said confidently: "Then let me tell you now, even if the murderer is not found, the key evidence of the murderer's DNA can still be obtained."

The workload of the UDI Institute today does not seem to be much.

As a guest, Atsushi Nakajima was placed in the waiting area.

The silver-haired boy was accompanied by the director of the research institute, so he was not alone.

"Really, it's not easy to accompany a detective to complete a mission for the first time," Director Kamakura said, pushing the plate with snacks and refreshments to Atsushi Nakajima, "Would you like some persimmon seeds?"

"That... I can't do it anymore," the young man looked at the plate in a dark complexion, and at least seven or eight boxes of the same snacks piled up in the corner, "I ate too much before, maybe you can consider changing the snacks?"

Director Shencang was stunned: "How do you say the same thing as my employees?"

"Ahaha, yes, yes?"

Of course it's because I was once tortured by your zero god...

After exchanging information with the current magic world, there is no idle time there.

After receiving Wujo Wu's call, Xia Youjie, who was surprised, temporarily put down his work and went to the location of the Armed Detective Agency.

The tall young man with narrow eyes and narrow eyes was wearing a black uniform. After getting out of the car, he walked up to the fourth floor directly according to the address.

Xia Youjie didn't know that the people here were no longer those of ten years ago, but he thought that Mori Ogai and the others had changed industries after leaving the building to Fu Heihui.

He pushed open the door of the Armed Detective Agency, and the blond young man raised his head from the desk, pushed his glasses, stood up and walked towards him: "Are you a client here?"

"No, I'm a conjurer," Xia Youjie looked at him in confusion, "Is this the Armed Detective Agency?"

The young man nodded: "Yes, I am Kunikida..."

Xia Youjie: "Kunikida alone?"

Kunikida Doppo was taken aback.

Originally thought that Gojo Satoru knew that Edogawa Ranpo was a great improvement, but Xia Youjie had already learned to rush to answer? !

Awesome, Brother Jie, did you really go to make up lessons?

Never underestimate the determination of a man who is preparing for a revolution.

Xia Youjie is also a key role in Yunjing Xingjian's script. After all, the practicality of spell manipulation is too strong. It can be said that 80.00% of the remaining enemies can be dealt with.

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now, are you Mr. Xia Youjie?" Kunikida Doppo took out a book with ideals written on the cover, and confirmed some information, "Mr. Ranpo told me, and Dazai did the same, no matter what Whoever meets you, some things are best explained to you as soon as possible..."

Xia Youjie knew Dazaizhi's name when he heard it: "But isn't Dazaizhi just with Wu? No, I know..."

It looked like he was going to commit suicide and couldn't contact anyone.

Xia Youjie looked at Kunikida Doppo's notebook, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your spell...is..."

"Dopo Yinke," Kunikida Doppo said solemnly, "it has nothing to do with potatoes or beef."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Oops, I almost misjudged the prediction.

After explaining the general situation on the other side, Osamu Dazai was about to bid farewell to them.

The young man muttered, "It would be too wasteful not to go on looking for the beautiful young lady to die in such a beautiful spring."

"Speaking of which," Gojo Satoru remembered the last question, and he pointed to Yuzu Yuren, "Do you know the condition of Yuren?"

Yujin Yuzhang originally thought that he had swallowed the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo, and indeed obtained the power of the spell, and saved himself and Fu Heihui at a critical moment, defeating the spell spirit in the school.

In fact, it was later verified that what he swallowed was nothing more than a magically endowed...finger biscuit.

That's right, cookies.

Back then, Kusaku Yumeno led Megumi Fukuro and others to produce it as a substitute for real fingers.

Knotabagi Yuhito had a great appetite, so he swallowed the finger biscuits without chewing them.

But later, according to his recollection, it was a little bitter...

Yunjing Xingjian originally thought that after using a special method, it would not deteriorate so quickly.

If it's just a biscuit that contains mana, then when it's used up, Knotaba Yuhito, who hasn't seen a mantra in the first 16 years of his life, should lose his mana.

But in fact, not only could he suddenly see the curse spirit, but the spell power also seemed to be turned off.

"..." After listening to Gojo Satoru's explanation, Osamu Dazai rested his hand on his chin, and looked meaningfully at the pink-haired young man who was staying with his classmates, "Well, back then, I thought that after someone ate that biscuit, they would eventually The bad result is diarrhea for a few days."

Gojo Satoru laughed and covered his forehead: "I knew it was you, did you even predict it with your fingers?"

"It's just recycling garbage," Osamu Dazai sighed, his kite-colored eyes turned cold, and said, "However, more troublesome things have also appeared."

"It's not a coincidence...that guy...is it really a tiger in the end?"

After uttering a few intermittent words, Osamu Dazai came to a conclusion: "This is the initial stage, let's discuss it with Mr. Ranpo when we go back."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What did he just say?

Each of them is a Japanese character, so why can’t you understand them together?

Teacher Wutiao, you have to believe that it’s not your problem. You think the first one is not the last one, and it’s definitely not because you think too little that you can’t guess it.

It's because Chaowu and Yunjing Xingjian didn't want others to know the script at all!