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The spacious and bright hallway of the supernatural business department.

As a government agency, the Ability Business Section is obviously not stingy with the electricity bill. Every corner in the corridor is illuminated without a shadow, and the metal baseboards on both sides that have been wiped countless times can be called shining shine.

The government workers going back and forth seemed not interested in staying here for too long. The crisp sound of low-heeled high-heeled shoes hitting the ground was transmitted along the corridor to Oda Sakunosuke's ears, and then transmitted along the tiny microphone embedded in his collar. Enter the room of the Armed Detective Agency.

"Where are you going?" Oda Sakunosuke passed by the government officials wearing high heels. The crisp echo of the high heels perfectly covered the lingering sound of his words, and the government personnel found nothing.

"You raise your head and turn to the left." Edogawa's random voice came from the headset.

Oda Sakunosuke turned his head and looked at the owner of the high-heeled shoes who passed by just now, as if he wanted to see more clearly. Tsk tut twice impolitely.

The two passing female staff next to him cast disgusted glances.

This kind of person also wears the badge of a senior staff member of the Ability Business Section.

The pinhole camera mounted on the nose pads of the glasses faithfully transmitted the layout of the corridor on the left and the disgusted eyes of the passing staff to the computer of the Armed Detective Agency, and Haruki Yayama's gloating laughter came from the headset.

"Oda, no way, you," he teased, "You seem to be hated by girls."

No girl would like the disrespectful behavior of secretly criticizing their body and making a sound.

Oda Sakunosuke apologized in his heart to the owner of the high heels who had just entered, and then his expression turned helpless.

"Don't make fun of me." Oda Sakunosuke put the phone to his ear and said helplessly, pretending to be on the phone.

He scanned the surrounding environment calmly, turned his head to avoid the guard's sight precisely, and moved his lips slightly: "Which way to go?"

"To the right." Jushan Haruki and Ranpo said in unison.

"Second from the right," Ju Shanqing immediately realized that the term on the right was too general, "the entrance on the slant at two o'clock."

"After entering, don't rush to go, first sweep around." Luanbu added.

Walking in the corridor, Oda Sakunosuke changed his direction without changing his face, and passed the security guard standing at the entrance of the corridor frankly wearing a senior staff badge.

He is now fully armed in the supernatural business department, from the button microphone in the collar to the miniature headset in the ear canal, to the pinhole camera on the nose pad of the glasses and the positioning device inserted into his waist, all connected to the Armed Detective Agency. Computer.

And on the other end of the computer, there are two humanoid bugs sitting now, analyzing the possible storage locations of the things they are looking for by passing the past images and audio in real time.

What they were looking for was a videotape.

After Kunikida tortured the detective agency from top to bottom for a few days, I finally realized that this is also a self-torture. Everything in the world has its place. Akutagawa Ryunosuke obviously shouldn't exist in the position of a detective agency clerk. .

Tangerine grows south as orange, orange grows north as orange, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is in the position of clerk as the beginning of the Armed Detective Agency's 88-year reputation ([-] years to go) and Haruki Iyama switches the violent switch with one click.

So Kunikida Doppo let himself go and let everyone go under this understanding (Wajuyama Haruki threatened to strike and skip work), and finally stamped the "Okay card".

So far, there are only Oda Sakunosuke and Yosano Akiko left on this card who have not clarified their requirements.

At the same time, the investigation into the whereabouts of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's sister and the identity of the person who took his sister has also entered the most important stage.

Now it is a well-known secret that Akutagawa's sister is in the port Mafia, but the person who took her away...

"I probably know who it is." Luanbu said while lying on the table.

He's not at all interested in finding people, especially troublemakers like this.

Jushan Haruki: "I also know."

He is very interested in Osamu Dazai.

"But our reasoning alone can't prove this point." The scrambling steps on the table didn't mean to explain, so Haruki Jushan had no choice but to take the initiative to say before other people from the detective agency asked, "I need something. Come to testify."

Mafia, the port of this world, is about to establish a country in China. There is no evidence to say that the leader of Mafia, Osamu Dazai, stole children, and it is a bit too much.

"It's really troublesome." Luanbu yawned, almost writing the word "disgust" on his face.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't know that person's face and name, but he was extremely sensitive to that person's voice, insisting that as long as he heard the voice, he would be able to recognize it.

Where can he and Ranpo get him the audio of Dazai Osamu?

In this world where everyone seems to want to kill the port and replace it with Mafia, Osamu Dazai protects himself so tightly that he lives in the world and turns himself into youknowwho, everyone knows that there is this person but everyone treats him The understanding is only the name and the part of being the leader of the port Mafia.

But probably no one is interested in his part other than the leader, they only need the death of the leader of the port Mafia.

The competition for jobs in the other world is getting more and more fierce. Everyone is going to assassinate Osamu Dazai with vigor and enthusiasm. Over the past few years, tricks have come up frequently, and the port Mafia headquarters building has been forcibly built into an impenetrable tortoise in countless assassinations.

The predecessors dug a hole and the later sprained their feet. If Ryunosuke Akutagawa wants to hit the building now, he will most likely be stopped on the first floor.

——Unless Osamu Dazai released the water.

So back to the original question, how do they prove to Akutagawa that Osamu Dazai is Osamu Dazai.

"Unfortunately," Luanbu waved his hand, "I know there is a video that captured his face and voice at the same time."

"In the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Haruki Jushan answered what he heard in Ranpo's mind in time.

"Supernatural Special Affairs Division..." Oda Sakunosuke was thoughtful, and halfway through the thought, he suddenly felt two scorching gazes.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Wait...what are you looking at me for?"

The searing eyes of the two geniuses from the detective agency were now roaming up and down him unabashedly.

So now he is in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, full of equipment that can communicate with the computer of the Armed Detective Agency. He also has a Haruki I don't know where to get it, but it is obviously possible to work as a fake senior staff. Card.

The Armed Detective Agency is really the only one best suited for the job.

The supernatural ability is seamless, and when in a crisis, you can map the future five or six seconds later in your mind, so as to avoid the next danger in time.

In the Supernatural Secret Service Division full of unknown dangers, seamlessness is equivalent to being able to see the script a few seconds in advance, plus Edogawa Ranpo and Yoshiyama Haruki on the other end of the connection, if there is no accident, they can get the video tape smoothly It's just a matter of time.

As long as Oda Sakunosuke sneaks into the special agent department with great success.

Oda Sakunosuke turned into the second corridor on the right, twisted his sore neck, and scanned the layout of the corridor with the arc of his neck.

"Okay," said Haruki Yayama, who didn't find anything abnormal, "Go forward, the end of this road is either a gate that requires a face-swiping, or an elevator that requires a card-swipe. The authority card on your body cannot be opened."

"Then what should we do?" Oda Sakunosuke walked undisturbed, and his expression was as usual.

"Try your luck," Luanbu said with a lollipop in his mouth, his voice was a bit vague, "wait for a tool man."

Just before Oda did something incredible, Haruki Juyama said, "When you just turned your head, there were at least five people behind you walking in this direction. There are only three corridors in this direction. Bet on the probability that as long as someone walks this way, you will You can go in together."

The senior staff badge he got can only fool humans but not machines.

After all, he is the highest will, and he can only change the perception of objects by the human will that formed him. If the machine can also be controlled by him, then the script will turn a corner and go towards the omnic crisis forever.

The story of AI becoming fine is obviously not the style of the current studio.

So now, as long as Oda Sakunosuke delays time until Schrödinger's tool man enters this corridor behind him, he can follow him into a deeper space.

In the surveillance camera, the staff walking in the corridor seemed to be in a daze while walking, fell to the ground, and accidentally scattered the documents in their arms on the ground.

The clerk moved his lips, cursed something in a low voice, and began to squat down resignedly to pick up the scattered documents one by one.

The documents scattered on the floor blocked this not-so-spacious corridor, and the two staff who walked in while chatting were stunned for a moment, then they squatted down very naturally to help him pick them up together.

The staff who scattered the documents started to chat with them while tidying up the documents. Within a few minutes, the three of them quickly became familiar with each other. They chatted and walked towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.

The staff walking in front swiped the card and walked in very naturally: "Which floor?"

"Seven." Haruki Jushan quickly reported a number.

"The seventh floor." Oda Sakunosuke replied without any pause.

"Seventh floor?" Edogawa's confused voice came from the headset.

How did he know that the tape was on the seventh floor?The Ability Secret Service Division is not a shopping mall, and there is no floor guide at all. They all rely on analyzing the behavior of people around them to determine the direction, and they have no clue where the video tape is.

Why did Jushan Haruki say the seventh floor?

"Oh, just report the number casually," Haruki Yuyama said calmly, "Just bet your luck."

Oda Sakunosuke who just finished reporting the floor: ...

Wait, are you so unreliable?Is it too late for him to regret it now?

"Huh? Coincidentally," the staff who swiped the card scratched his head, "We also go to Qi."

He pressed the elevator button: "Why have I never seen you on the seventh floor?"

"Cory is too busy recently," Oda Sakunosuke shrugged, "I don't remember your faces either."

"Is Corey... busy recently?" The staff blinked blankly, "I feel fine."

There is no major event in Yokohama, and it is not the end of the month, the end of the season, the end of the year, everyone is about to find out when they are free, where are they busy?

Say the wrong thing.

Oda Sakunosuke secretly regretted himself for responding blindly without waiting for Haruki and Ranpo to give orders a second ago.

"You..." The employee's voice suddenly became alert, and he pressed his fingers uncontrollably towards the alarm in the elevator, as if he could press it directly at any time.

Once he was allowed to press the button, Oda Sakunosuke's stealth could end immediately.

He is not yet confident that he can sneak unarmed among the heavy guards of supernatural agents.

The monitor in the upper left corner of the elevator faithfully recorded all this.

The monitoring was transferred to the top floor of the Mafia building in the port along a special line, and the person sitting in front of the screen seemed to be one of the protagonists in the video tape of Oda Sakunosuke's goal for this trip.

Dazai Osamu has been monitoring Oda Sakunosuke's whereabouts through monitoring transfers from the moment he entered the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

But this is not surveillance, this is protection.

In the event of an accident, such as the current situation, as long as the staff press the alarm, Osamu Dazai will cut off the area network in the elevator faster than the security personnel of the Supernatural Secret Service Division can receive the information.

"You..." Before the staff finished speaking, Osamu Dazai's hand to cut off the network was about to be pressed.

"Wait," the short-haired clerk who stood beside him without speaking suddenly whispered, "Look at his badge."

"Huh?" The employee who was about to press the alarm turned his head and looked at Sakunosuke Oda's chest.

"It's that department." The short-haired voice was extremely low, but in the enclosed elevator space, it was obviously impossible to hide from the ears of Oda Sakunosuke and the radio button on his collar.

"It's normal for that department to be busy all year round..."

The employee whose hand was still on the alarm retracted his hand as if electrocuted.

"Uh... sorry," he rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "I've been a little nervous recently, a little nervous."

"It's okay." Oda Sakunosuke raised his eyebrows, with a look of indifference on his face, but he was shocked in his heart.

What kind of badge of a big man did Jushan Haruki get him?

Badge?

When the crisis was over, Osamu Dazai, who could tell what the staff was talking about by relying on his lips, also turned his gaze to Sakunosuke Oda's chest.

Interesting.

The real-time video in the elevator was faithfully transmitted by the monitoring system, and it was obvious that Oda Sakunosuke was wearing a plastic-wrapped white paper on his chest.

It's all clean, nothing.