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"Why are you back?" The security captain, who seemed to be familiar with him, looked at the documents and briefcase in his hand and said clearly, "Are you called back in the middle of get off work again?"

"Come back and work overtime." Haruki Iyama at the other end of the earpiece seemed to be busy with other things. Oda Sakunosuke waited for a few seconds but did not receive an order from the other end of the city, so he had to tentatively follow his words.

Jushan Qingshuguang said that he had found this person in advance, and did not mention his identity background or trustworthiness. Although he knew that he did not say these things, it was probably to protect his line of contact with the Supernatural Secret Service, but the A small negative impact is that Oda Sakunosuke is now uncertain how to deal with this security guard who suddenly turned his attitude 180 degrees.

"It's really busy." The security captain shook his head and sighed, his face looked clueless.

Looks like he was right.

Oda Sakunosuke breathed a sigh of relief, which shows that there is probably no problem with his temporary performance.

No matter what Jushan Haruki told him at the beginning, anyway, he just needs to fool around now.

Oda Sakunosuke made up his mind and planned to continue walking inside after a few pleasantries.

"Wait, your card doesn't have an annual inspection, and you can't get in the next few doors now," the security guard called Oda Sakunosuke who was about to leave in time.

"Ah... I forgot," Oda Sakunosuke was stunned, and rubbed the back of his neck tiredly like a social animal who worked overtime until he was dizzy, "Then is there still time for me to go to the inspection now?"

——High probability, no, definitely too late.

When he just came down from the seventh floor, he saw that many workstations were already empty.

"Let's get off work early," the security guard seemed to be used to his confusion, and replied helplessly, "Wait for me, it's time to get off work anyway, I'll help you clean the door inside."

As he walked towards the spot where he was patrolling just now, he took off the badge pinned to his chest, pressed it against the card machine and swiped it from top to bottom. Red alert.

Probably punching out of get off work.

Oda Sakunosuke guessed for a while that the security guard asked him to wait a while to swipe his card first.

It's right to hit the workers, so active after get off work.

"By the way," he stuffed his badge into his pocket as he walked, "I just turned off the alarm for you. Remember to cancel your identity alarm information tomorrow."

The art of language, Haruki Juyama cleverly used a little vague statement, making Oda Sakunosuke think that the alarm was canceled was actually done by the security captain, and cleverly concealed the existence of a third party in the incident.

No, maybe this is already the fourth party in the eyes of others.

Oda Sakunosuke who came to the Supernatural Secret Service Division to steal the video tape, Haruki Iyama and Ranpo Edogawa behind the headsets, the security captain who suddenly appeared as a suspected internal agent, and Osamu Dazai who followed the surveillance cameras all the way to track their movements.

It's just that in these four directions, the security captain and Haruki Jushan are actually one person.

There is a way to play the classic board game Werewolf. In addition to the werewolves, there is a third camp. The two people who are shot by Cupid's arrow need to hide their relationship with each other and erase all players except each other to win.

There is a high probability that Jushan Haruki will not need to kick the other two parties out of the game.

But obviously, he needs to wrap up his two little waistcoats.

Inside the singularity, unlike the tense swords imagined by the outside world, the expression of Osamu Dazai in the center of the vortex can be described as calm.

——The atmosphere here is probably not tense either.

Only Dazai Osamu stood in the center of the twisted vortex wrapped by the white light ball.

He can't be incompetent and furious at the air, can he?

Rather than guessing that the unknown ability is invisibility, he still prefers that his ability is mind control.

This is much more buggy than Brain Hell.

Who knows that under the control, the supernatural person will make the controlled person do something that is inconsistent with his usual behavior and then frame it?

On a small scale, he started to lead the way as if he had just changed his person in an instant, and on a large scale, he could manipulate public opinion to trigger a war, and he could do whatever he wanted.

But so far Osamu Dazai has not found a similar situation.

This is a good signal, at least it represents the conditions for the opponent's ability to activate.

And the fact that the disqualification in the world will have a singularity with the other party's ability is another accident that he didn't expect.

Not only does the opponent's ability not work for him, but even when trying to brain him, a singularity will be generated to warn him.

On the other side, the person who doesn't know that he is about to invade is Osamu Dazai, the leader of the port Mafia?Otherwise, how could it have so confidently crashed into the mind of the invalid.

I haven't heard of this character before. If the other party is not so powerful that it has rewritten the cognition of everyone who knows his existence, it is that the other party has been hidden as a secret weapon by other supernatural organizations.

But now that there is a singularity, the existence of the other party is obviously impossible to hide.

Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, first showed his card and introduced himself: "No human qualifications."

The person who came probably didn't know that it was the leader of the port Mafia who was trying to change his brain, otherwise he wouldn't have come if he knew that being unqualified in the world would invalidate the ability.

As soon as the words fell, a strange voice appeared in his mind, like a hallucination from the depths of his consciousness, or a dialogue that clearly appeared in his ears: "I know now."

In the vortex formed by the singularity, the other party has no entity and spoke directly in his mind.

It seems that his powers support consciousness temporarily leaving the body, or that other people are nearby.

Since he is currently on the top floor of Mafia in the port, and Chuya Chuya and the black lizard who arrived in time are still outside, Osamu Dazai tends to be the first to speculate.

"Your ability is to manipulate other people's consciousness?" The person came into his mind inexplicably. Compared with the polite self-introduction in disguise, Dazai Osamu's words are more smokey.

"Reciprocity," he raised his eyebrows, "You know my abilities, now it's time for me to know yours."

This is simply buying and selling by force. Who doesn't know that his ability is a disqualification in the world.

"How can it be called manipulation?" Fortunately, the strange voice took a bite out of it. "Be more precise, it's called invasion."

There is not much difference.

Osamu Dazai secretly compared the meanings behind the two words in his mind, and found that there was no difference between them.

They are all terrifying spiritual powers that are enough to cause a big reshuffle among supernatural organizations.

——After all, who can guarantee that his subordinates, his confidants and even himself are not "invaded" or "manipulated" by him?

At this time, the terrifying psychic supernatural being was puzzled with the system.

[What's going on,] The system is rarely shocked, [The supreme will can speak in Osamu Dazai's mind, and he can hear what he is thinking.But why can't I read his memory, and can't change his cognition? 】

Jushan Haruki was also puzzled: [It shouldn't be. 】

[Looking through his memory, a collision with his ability will produce a singularity, but why it has nothing to do with memory is fine. 】

[Usually this kind of situation...] Haruki Jushan thought deeply, 【It's all because of the blood of the world consciousness. 】

[Just like when we went to Takamahara,] Haruki Juyama thought about it, and gave the system an example, [As long as there are shrines and beliefs, even if they are beaten to the blood, they cannot shake their godhead. 】

[Why are you still thinking about that godhead?] The system twitched the corners of its mouth, [If you really become a god over there, you will sign a life-long part-time contract with the local world consciousness, and you will still be a regular employee who has gone through the path, and the priority is higher than that of the world. Foreign labor relations, the bureau can't get you out. 】

[I'm just making an analogy,] Jushan Haruki quickly retorted, [It's good for Gao Tianyuan to go to play occasionally, but it would be boring enough for me to stay there for the rest of my life. 】

... Tell Qingming this and see if he believes it or not.

Come on, if he hadn't told Jushan Haruki at the last step that becoming a god would be just another part-time boss, and he wouldn't be able to fish for a lifetime, he would have taken the last half step long ago.

And from a certain point of view, all the gods have blood locks because they are employees of the world consciousness who have gone through the formal employment process.

Nature enjoys different treatment.

What's more, if Jushan Haruki hadn't made too many enemies over there, so that all the gods regarded this scumbag as a thorn in his flesh, he might not stay or not.

This person wants to become a god, so he doesn't even bother to build a shrine and walk in the world. Instead, he randomly finds a lucky passerby to get a trace of blood and tries to strip the godhood.

Who can bear him.

Eight hundred gods, everyone is in danger, okay?

[So,] the system forcibly moved the off-topic topic back to the right path, [You can't touch Dazai Osamu's memory now, just like Gao Tianyuan's god locked blood? 】

[Yes,] Haruki Yoshiyama tried to reach out his tentative hand at the edge of memory, the white vortex formed by the singularity became bigger, [Look, it's similar to the previous situation. 】

【Then what is Osamu Dazai's shrine? 】The system answered casually.

As soon as the voice fell, it said inconceivably: [Wait, it won't be...]

[The shrine without people is the port of Mafia, right? 】

"Pfft—" Haruki Yoshiyama, who was sitting in front of the stool of the Armed Detective Agency and drinking water leisurely, couldn't hold back, and let out a series of earth-shattering coughing sounds.

The part of his consciousness that he just separated was so dangerous that it almost sent out a series of exclamation marks in Osamu Dazai's mind. Fortunately, he reacted in time and quickly transferred his emotions to the main body.

It's not good to play fine points. If there is any accident in one avatar, the other bodies will be like synaesthesia under the condition of synchronous thinking.

"What's the matter?" Oda Sakunosuke asked the security captain who suddenly stopped halfway through the walk, with a strange expression on his face.

"No, it's nothing," the security captain's voice sounded muffled.

"Are you okay?" Oda Sakunosuke stepped forward suspiciously and hugged his shoulders as if the two had a good relationship, but in fact closed all his back roads and was able to restrain the security guard's hands at any time, and said with concern: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's all right," the security captain waved his hand in pain, trying to suppress the raging smile in his heart, "I just didn't pay attention, uh... accidentally bit my tongue."

"Bite your tongue?" Oda Sakunosuke was at a loss.

He's not eating, is he?

"I'm chewing gum." The security captain explained with a strange expression.

At the same time, on the other side, Haruki Yoshiyama, who was in a hurry to clean up the mess after he sprayed water——

【Don't say such a shocking thing suddenly,】 He frantically wiped the water-soaked computer while looking pained, 【At most, the world consciousness thinks it's easier to use, so the blood is blocked, otherwise, if the shrine is the port of Mafia, what do they believe? ?You can't believe in Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, right? 】