The vest cannot be collapsed

Yokohama Port, the largest seaport in Japan and one of the largest ports in Asia, even in the evening when night has fallen, there are still ships unloading and loading back and forth in front of the berths in the harbor channel, and the lights of the berthing port in the distance seem to fall on the The Milky Way on the sea level is connected into a series of dazzling star dots.

On the side of the sightseeing coastal avenue not far from the mooring and unloading bay, a submarine sank rapidly towards the bottom of the sea.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was still standing on the shore, looked at the port Mafia vigilantly, Osamu Dazai and Haruki Iyama chased the Russian just now and entered the water. Although no one knows how to enter the water better than Mr. Dazai, it is more necessary now The concern is obviously the safety of the only two members of the armed detective agency who are still on the shore.

Especially when Mafia, the opposite port, not only has two supernatural beings, but also a bunch of black suits with heavy weapons.

Atsushi Nakajima has no doubt that if the leader on the opposite side gives an order, these people with heavy weapons will immediately sweep them into a sieve. He has the ability to recover quickly and is not afraid of this, but Mr. Ranpo is not necessarily.

Thinking of this, Dun's spirit collapsed even tighter.

"Ah, ah, ah," said Ranbu, who unexpectedly learned a lot of information after watching a big show, seemed much calmer than Atsushi Nakajima, "I won't shoot."

As soon as the words were finished, the supernatural being wearing a black windbreaker on the opposite side suddenly moved, and Dun, who was extremely tense, subconsciously took a few steps back in a chaotic step.

"laugh."

The skinny supernatural being on the opposite side seemed to let out a disdainful sneer.

Then Atsushi Nakajima saw him stepping up to the front of the lady, and then mercilessly rolled him up with his ability, and then threw him into the hands of the Mafia who were carrying heavy weapons.

The Mafia who came into close contact with Yumeno Hisaku all of a sudden were very cautious and frightened.

"Then let's go first." The leader of Mafia at the port recovered the fainted Q, then turned around and left without any intention of doing anything to them.

Only the supernatural being on the opposite side gave him a hard look.

Atsushi Nakajima looked at a bunch of dark Mafia going away:? ? ?

He didn't do anything. If it's your port Mafia who has the upper hand in the fight, why stare at him?Why is your port Mafia so strange?

There seemed to be one person missing among the men in black who were gradually going away. Atsushi Nakajima stood there thinking for a long time before he suddenly remembered, no, where is the white-collar lady?

"I'm so hungry," a female voice suddenly came from behind, "Does your Armed Detective Agency take care of the meals?"

"Why didn't you go with them?" Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback.

"Why should I follow them?" The white-collar lady was puzzled, "I resigned."

"Aren't you all hungry?"

"Master Ranpo is hungry!" Ranpo responded positively.

The white-collar lady stood with her chest folded in the sea breeze, and the hair hanging on the side of her face was constantly being blown gently by the sea breeze. She looked like any ordinary person passing by the beach in the city of Yokohama during the evening rush hour. Like an ex-Mafia member who's been fed a stomach full of strange messages.

Looking at the blond woman who quickly became acquainted with Moment and Ranbu, Atsushi Nakajima seemed to have suddenly found a reason for the white-collar lady to quit...

It must be that the corporate culture of Port Mafia is highly inconsistent with her.

Under the sea area hundreds of meters away, the atmosphere is completely different.

It can't be called peace, it can only be called stalemate.

In the not-so-open interior of the submarine, the advantage of gravity is minimized. Using gravity here, once the cabin ruptures uncontrollably, no one can get out of the seabed alive.

This is hundreds of meters below the sea.The moment the cabin was ruptured and exposed to the pressure of the seabed, the huge pressure could instantly crush everyone's internal organs into patties.

If Fyodor wants to escape by sea, there are many ways to choose, why choose a submarine.

——In order to limit the activation of aggressive abilities to the maximum extent.

Of course, Fyodor couldn’t beat Nakahara Chuya, let alone fight, he didn’t even plan to fight, the moment the submarine entered the water, he gave up resisting directly, and Nakahara Nakaya pressed him on the seat with gravity superior.

"Where's the pilot?" Chuya Nakahara, who restrained Fyodor, said violently, "Go back."

Fyodor coughed violently on the chair and did not answer.

"There is no pilot." Osamu Dazai, who came out of the cockpit, nodded at Nakahara Nakaya, "This submarine is self-driving."

While Nakahara was also controlling Fyodor, Haruki Iyama and Osamu Dazai walked towards the cockpit at the same time. The locked cockpit door was nothing to these two people. Before they had time to grab Fyodor's neck, the two of them had already opened the cabin door and walked around.

There was no one in the cockpit, only a few green dots blinking on behalf of the normal operation of the equipment.

The four of them were the only ones alive and panting inside the submerged submarine.

If there was a chance to break through the submarine and swim back when we first came in, but now it is a few hundred meters below the water surface, this method is completely impossible.

The hat that Russians have been wearing on their heads was blown away by the wind when they jumped off the land. Fyodor, who had taken off his white Russian hat, looked even more complex against the black hair of the dim light. for pale.

I don’t know if it’s because of the sea breeze or because he choked when Chuya Nakahara grabbed his neck. Fyodor coughed violently for several minutes before it stopped. .

"There is real-time GPS monitoring in the submarine," Fyodor said hoarsely after finally coughing, "Once it deviates from the course, the 1T bomb inside the submarine will instantly blow up the submarine from the inside out."

"Oh, you have already found it." He sat on the chair and tilted his head to look in the direction of Haruki Jushan. of dynamite.

"I forgot to mention," Fyodor said calmly, facing Zhongyuan Zhong's increasingly deteriorating expression, "There is also real-time monitoring of my heart rate."

"Once abnormal, the effect is the same as above."

The frail Russian cleared his throat happily under the eyes of three people: "So it's best not to do anything that will stimulate my heart."

No wonder Feopedor dared to let the three of them come in without fear. Since the route was fixed and could not be changed, all the people who came in could not go out after the hatch was closed and they dived to a certain depth.

Regardless of whether they catch up or not, it is a safe profit for him.

After catching up, several people stared at each other hundreds of meters below the seabed; if he didn't catch up, he just escaped.

It doesn't look like they started to trouble Mafia at the port on a whim. It's a chain from beginning to end, and all the links from beginning to end are clearly planned in advance.

It is not known who this one belongs to, but another rising Riddler star.

Central Plains is also a headache.

These riddlers are one by one, can the method of destroying Yokohama be simpler? Do you Russian riddlers make plans like Russian nesting dolls, one by one?

He now looks like he can't wait to strangle the calm Russian in front of him in a second.

"Where are you going now?"

"The high seas." Haruki Juyama stood up from the ground and patted the ashes on his hands and replied, "With the speed and route we just saw in the cockpit, we will be able to reach the high seas in a few ten minutes."

"You can also drive a submarine?" Osamu Dazai, the Yokohama lock-picking king, asked in surprise as he opened all the doors of the rooms that could be opened as far as he could see.

Port Mafia naturally doesn’t have this business. I haven’t been able to find a co-author in the past few years. Is it because he went to sea?

Then he probably knew why he couldn't be found.

Large submarines and ships go to sea and back and forth for at least several months at a time. If he spends most of his time at sea, he will certainly not leave traces on land.

It would be strange to find this.

"Yes," Haruki Juyama replied confidently, and then silently turned off the real-time location map obtained from the system, "No one knows how to drive a submarine better than me."

Really have the face to say.

"Then you now..."

Before Chuya Zhongya finished speaking, Fyodor said happily: "I can't drive back."

"All the places that can be manually operated on this submarine don't work now." He changed to a more comfortable position and sat down, then nodded to Nakahara Zhongya, "So you can only accompany me to the destination .”

That's right, no matter how he thinks, it is impossible for him to stay within a few hundred meters of the seabed for decades, and there will definitely be a destination.

With the current depth of the submarine, the three of them must not even think about going out. The limit of free diving is ten meters, so the only chance to take Fyodor out is to tear apart when the submarine floats to only about ten meters from the sea surface. The pod leaves.

"No supplies." Osamu Dazai, who had searched all the rooms, came out empty-handed. "There is no food or fresh water on this submarine."

In other words, the destination is very close.

According to conventional thinking, as a Russian, Fyodor's preferred sea route destination should be Russia's Eastern Port, which is the closest to Japan, and it is the seaport with the shortest distance from Yokohama among all Russian ports.

But that's clearly not the case now.

If you go down the route that Haruki Juyama just said, you will go straight into the Pacific Ocean and sail to San Francisco. The shortest distance is at least [-] kilometers, and it is absolutely impossible to enter the route without supplies.

The submarine, which dived several hundred meters deep, passed by under countless freighters on the sea surface, and headed towards the high seas at a speed that civilian submarines could never reach.

Unless he doesn't want to live anymore, his destination must be reached within a few days.

In this case, the most improbable is possible, so his destination is the high seas where there is no land as far as the eye can see.

"Skyline Casino." Haruki Iyama and Osamu Dazai blurted out at the same time.

As a floating facility on the high seas, the location of Skyline Casino is changing all the time, but what remains unchanged is that its approximate floating location is in the Pacific Ocean near Yokohama.

"Although I think you can figure it out," Fyodor said slowly, "but I didn't expect this speed."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was out of the situation, also covered Fyodor's mouth expressionlessly.

Although he didn't know how Haruki Haruki and Osamu Dazai figured it out, it's just that they can't make mistakes anyway.

As for the Russian in front of him, they have already fallen into their hands and are still pretending to be here. There are already enough riddlers in Yokohama and there is no need to import them from Russia.

"Can the Skyline Casino still receive guests when it's floating on the high seas?" The two local riddlers in Yokohama chatted very naturally.

"It should be possible..." Osamu Dazai touched his chin and pondered, "Otherwise, how would the guests get on and off, and how would the food and water be replenished without landing on the shore?"

Although it is not clear how it floats in the air, according to the current situation, it is obvious that this casino operates very well on the high seas.

For safety and confidentiality, the best means should be to allow guests to reach the high seas by boat and then enter the casino.

The submarine is self-driving, so the destination where it will stay is also fixed.

In other words, Tianji Casino knew where he was staying and would send someone to meet him.

The submarine was still sailing straight forward without turning at a speed of [-] knots per hour. This speed is definitely not achievable by ordinary civilian submarines. If you can get this kind of vehicle, you can also drive into Yokohama silently. , Osamu Dazai can almost imagine the ugly face of Chief Taneda.

If he knew that after being checked by Fyodor, the Ability Secret Service Division destroyed all relevant records and had been struggling for several days, he would probably be more psychologically balanced.

The Russian who came from afar apparently came to harm all the supernatural organizations in Yokohama. The port Mafia, the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service Division were all disturbed by him from top to bottom, and he even joined forces with the other two organizations A high price reward of 70 billion U.S. dollars was offered to Dun, which made the underground black market where all the supernatural beings gathered in Yokohama unsustainable. It is hard not to suspect that he should actually have a grudge against the supernatural beings.

In a way, Osamu Dazai was right.

Didn't Fyodor have a grudge against the supernatural being?

After thinking about it, he asked, "Do you have any grudge against the supernatural being?"

Among the four real supernatural beings here, there are only Fyodor and Osamu Dazai, who were pressed on the seats by Chuya Nakahara, and the other two are two safety devices with a wonderful relationship.

"You have enmity with the supernatural being, why did you harm me." Jushan Haruki also complained silently.

Since so many have been found out, he is not a supernatural being, so it has nothing to do with him.

"...Aren't you also a supernatural being?" Chuya Nakahara didn't know what to say to this sentence.

Since he couldn't do anything before the submarine surfaced, Zhongyuan tied Fyodor to the stool angrily, and then let the three riddlers communicate with each other.

It’s okay if you come here for the ability license, but coming here to plan a bunch is to destroy the shell of the safety device and then destroy all the ability users who have copied the ability. Enmity?

He didn't reveal a shadow of his abilities from the beginning to the end. Instead, he used Q to fly up, also in order not to be affected at the moment when the safety device was finally destroyed.

"Don't you think the strange world full of supernatural beings is unreasonable?" Fyodor asked back.

"No, I think my existence is very reasonable." Haruki Jushan said with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"The you who exist here are not you," Fyodor looked at Haruki Yayama seriously, "The one standing in front of me is just a collection of all the people you have come into contact with."

"Then there are too many people standing in front of you," Haruki Jushan was not fooled at all, "You can't fit in this broken submarine."

The number of people he has contacted is no less than a thousand, at least eight hundred, not to mention this modified submarine for civilian use, even if it is for military use, it can't sit on it.

"You are more like a person than I imagined." Fyodor suddenly looked thoughtfully at Haruki Yoshiyama after being reprimanded with a few words without pain.

The moment he found the information linking the replica with Haruki Yayama, his previous speculation was overturned in a snap.

He originally thought that such a dangerous replica with high-intensity learning ability would either be used as a humanoid weapon by people before it was completely accustomed to human society and developed a certain thinking ability, or it would be directly imprisoned by the suspicious Mori Ogai. in the depths.

"Isn't that right?" Haruki Jushan rolled his eyes, "If half of the people wander around in the street, I'm afraid I'll frighten the citizens of Yokohama."

"I mean like Q," Fyodor added.

He didn't shy away from mentioning the people he used inappropriately.

"What's wrong with Yumeno Kusaku?" After a few seconds of suspicious silence, Haruki Juyama suddenly asked, "In your definition, you live in isolation, don't participate in social activities, and don't have the ability to experience group life. Or, are the traits displayed just not human?"

"His name is Yumeno Kusaku?" Fyodor raised his eyes with interest, "I only saw Q in the port Mafia's records."

In the port Mafia's records about him, there was never a name, only a code name from beginning to end.

Knowing his name, Jushan Haruki may have had a good relationship with Q before.

So what characteristic of Q did he copy?

Is it the determination to beat yourself hard?Or was it the childish innocence of cruelty when he launched Brain Hell?

No wonder Q hates him so much, if Haruki Juyama copied these traits that belonged to him, then a friend who had a good relationship with him one second could be cruel to him the next second.

Because Q himself is such a person.

A child's perception is often much sharper than that of an adult. When he is treated like this by Haruki Yayama, perhaps his subconscious mind already knows that the source of these attitudes comes from himself, and he knows what kind of person he is , That's why I hate and fear Jushan Haruki.

"When did you see the port Mafia records?" Zhongyuan Zhong also interjected inexplicably.

Is there any place these riddlemen can't go where he doesn't know?

"Then what is your definition of being human?" Fyodor ignored this episode, but continued to discuss with Haruki Yayama, "In the subconscious replanting of the replica, it is a mixture of all human characteristics. Are the ones that came out human?"

[I understand,] Jushan Haruki silently complained to the system, [He scolded me for not being human. 】

System: [It can be seen that his eyes are as bright as a torch, and in the process of getting along with you for less than an hour, he expressed the emotion that no one can feel until they get along with you for two or three years. 】

"In my definition," Haruki Iyama paused, "Hisaku Yumeno just now is a human being."

He subtly distinguished the him just now from the him before, and silently acquiesced in what Fyodor hadn't said.

It is Q who is locked in the port Mafia, and it is Yumeno Kusaku who comes out,

"Does the humanoid safety device also envy the pure emotion that he cannot replicate?" Fyodor smiled subtly.

Q's pure feelings actually come from his impure original intentions, but he's not shy about bringing them up.

But in front of these two smart people, there are some words that are too clear to be said at all.

[What a shocking person, you have been compared. ] The system sighed.

And Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was being targeted.

As another non-human security device on the scene, he felt like he was being strafed in the conversation of the three Riddlers.

How did these three people go from the Russian who hates all supernatural beings to the direction that Haruki Hayashi and him are not human.

"Non-humans that exist as a blank sheet of paper are indeed much more interesting than humans." Fyodor glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was out of the situation, and sighed sincerely.

Take Sigma, for example.

The Skyrim casino manager he was about to meet.

A person who was written into a book and was born purely from a book.

"Thank you for complimenting me." Jushan Haruki accepted it angrily.

At this point, he is still trying to shake his cognition of self and anchor point as a replica, and even provoked Osamu Dazai by the way, telling him that the two former colleagues actually had no pure feelings.

Where can I find this kind of eloquent dedication to work?

"I'm not praising you," the philosopher Fyodor said. "As a copy without an ego, what I'm praising is only the human qualities you copied and blended."

"Then I would like to thank you on their behalf," Jushan Haruki said kindly, "If you have a chance, you can come to the door and contact them in person."

He doesn't eat oil and salt now.

Fyodor was at a loss for words.

"You can also personally praise me, the source of part of my personality." Dazai Osamu suddenly appeared.

Fyodor showed a stomachache expression: "You will die."

"I'd rather praise him." He looked at Chuya Zhongyuan.

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

He didn't think it was a good thing to be praised by such a master philosopher who wanted to kill all supernatural beings.

Just when the atmosphere among the few people gradually became peaceful and harmonious, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly received a look from Jushan Haruki.

In the dimly lit cabin, Haruki Iyama was still sitting relaxed on the back of the chair, Osamu Dazai was still leaning against the wall and yawned lazily, unwilling to praise Haruki Iyama or Osamu Dazai's philosophy The master touched Mosuo's chin thoughtfully.

At this moment, the bulkhead was torn apart by gravity, and the other three people who were lazy and easy-going in a row just now jumped up like a taut string at this second.

At the moment when gravity tore open the warehouse wall, Osamu Dazai quickly turned around and wanted to knock Fyodor who was sitting on the back of the chair unconscious and take him away, while Haruki Iyama, who was within the copying range, controlled the gravity and rushed towards Fyodor. Odor.

At this moment, his sharp eyes spotted a flashing red dot under the seat.

Gravity suddenly reversed the angle and engulfed the chair in front of Osamu Dazai to roll violently. In the next second, the explosive exploded in the water with the last trace of remaining air in the submarine, and the huge shock wave mixed with the blown pieces. The wreckage of the submarine exploded in all directions. If it hadn’t been for Haruki Juyama’s quick reaction just now, Osamu Dazai, who was closest to the explosives, would now be a mass of flesh and blood.

Sure enough, Fyodor also knew that they would choose to launch the attack when the submarine floated to the last ten meters, so when the submarine reached the final stage, Zhong Yuanzhong also tore the bulkhead, and he pressed the button.

But Fyodor's speed was one step slower than that of Nakahara.

Haruki Juyama knew that this was the last ten meters because he had a system to cheat, but in the submarine without any viewing window, the cockpit door was closed, and there were actually no auxiliary factors to help judge.

Therefore, Fyodor has no way to accurately judge the current depth.

Signals cannot be transmitted in water, only sonar can be transmitted hundreds of meters below the sea surface, and what Fyodor is carrying is not enough to build a simple sonar signal receiving device without being discovered by them.

So he only gets the signal to signal when he is close to the surface.

So he was a step slower than Zhong Yuan Zhong.

The water depth of ten meters is still too long, completely blocking the transmission of the signal.

He needs to be closer to the surface.

Amidst the violent shock waves and messy wreckage, the three of them had no time to think about it. Fortunately, there was a stool in front of Osamu Dazai just now as a buffer to drag him away. Otherwise, the moment gravity hit him, it would fail. back.

They were pushed up by the underwater shock wave, and now they are five or six meters away from the water surface. At this time, the addition of gravity to speed has no effect or even has the opposite effect. Slowly rising.

Just after the three of them finally reached the surface of the sea and breathed a sigh of relief, they heard a loud noise that did not reach their ears under the barrier of layers of water.

Jushan Haruki looked up and saw a brilliantly lit floating island floating in the dark night sky, and then the faint light from the artificial floating island could see a helicopter hovering beside it, and the helicopter The ladder hanging down from above is gradually approaching in the direction of a small boat in the distance.

The person above is, of course, Fyodor.

I don't know how he escaped unscathed in such a powerful shock wave. In the dark night sky, with the light of the artificial floating island above, Haruki Jushan saw densely packed heavy weapons and soldiers waiting in full swing on the tarmac. A few people who look like supernatural beings.

As a tofu shell, he is now able to float on the water without the addition of gravity, and once Nakahara Chuya goes to the floating island to trouble these people, Haruki Yoshiyama who suddenly leaves the copying range may have to sink .

If the two of them went up at the same time, Osamu Dazai couldn't be left here, and they couldn't go up together.

Being chained from beginning to end, Nakahara Chuya's expression looked like he had eaten a fly.

"I suddenly felt that this suicide location was very good."

The pure night sky without light pollution and the endless deep ocean, after Osamu Dazai said this, he relaxed his limbs and fell straight to the bottom of the sea.

"Come up to me." Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth and fished him out.

"There are two choices now," Haruki Iyama said in a low tone, "either soak in the water overnight and wait for Mori Ogai or the president to get us out the next day, or swim to Yokohama to challenge the limits of human beings."

After being submerged in water, none of the three people's vehicles could still be used, and they had no means of communicating with the outside world in the boundless sea.

"The former is absolutely not." Osamu Dazai, who was fished out of the sea, declared loudly.

"Make it clear," Nakahara Chuya said in a bad tone, "Haruki and I can both use gravity, and you are the only one who really needs to swim back by yourself."

Osamu Dazai: ...

He has been targeted.

"Then I'd better sink." He disagreed and chose to continue committing suicide.

Central Plains also had an itchy tooth root.

"It's weird." He dragged a piece of a submarine that was blown up and stuffed it under Osamu Dazai, "It's really an eye opener that Haruki Yoshiyama didn't learn from you to commit suicide every day."

"I declare in advance that I don't have good ones so I don't learn from bad ones." Jushan Haruki added silently.

"By the way," Fyodor's voice suddenly came from the roaring propellers, "surprise."

As his words fell, a clearly visible palm print suddenly appeared on the side of Jushan Haruki's neck.

Preliminary determination of the activation of Brain Hell.

Haruki Juyama felt his head start to hurt instantly, and Mori Ogai could do it.

Why can Q still wake up and activate the ability after being unconscious for so long.

Since the submarine is self-driving, it is fixed where and when to stop, so Fyodor implanted one in Q early on. If the plan fails, the ability must be activated at a certain time subconscious?

The palm prints on the side of Ju Shanqingshu's neck gradually deepened, which was a sign that the brain hell was about to start, and Zhong Yuan was also tense.

Then nothing happened.

Fyodor showed an unexpected expression.

He stared at Haruki Jushan for a long time as if he saw something strange.

"You are human now." He suddenly dropped the words with a strange expression, and climbed up the hanging ladder.

The three people still in the water:? ? ?

Didn't Q activate Brain Hell?Why is nothing happening now?

Fyodor, who was climbing on the escalator, seemed to say something.

The engine of the helicopter was too loud, and the distance was getting farther and farther away. Haruki Jushan barely figured out what he was talking about by relying on his lips.

—Hopefully someday you will be able to suffer as a human being.

Come on, this imported riddler, although he didn't know what happened, Haruki Iyama returned a middle finger.

It was so dark, I don't know if he saw it.

"I now know what it means to suffer as a human being." As the helicopter gradually ascended, Haruki Juyama sighed numbly as he looked at the endless sea. "No matter who swims back from this distance, it will be painful."

Getting them out on the high seas and blowing up the only means of transport, it's hard not to feel like Fyodor is a grandson.

"What does he mean when he says you are human?" Osamu Dazai suddenly asked inexplicably.

"How do I know what it means?" Haruki Jushan began to confuse.

The brightly lit Skyline Casino gradually faded away, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also suddenly said: "He means that you are not a replica now, right?"

"The reason why Q's brain hell will destroy the safety device shell is that there is no spirit for him to control," Nakahara Chuya's voice was extraordinarily calm under Dazai Osamu's indiscernible expression, "so the ability will be the next best thing. Rip the shell."

Under the control of Mori Ogai, Q only has a moment to activate Brain Hell, and then he will be controlled by coercive means by the guards around him.

It was this moment of time that Fyodor was fighting for.

In just a few seconds, he couldn't mind control anyone, but it was enough to destroy the safety device. In order to prevent himself from being affected, he even chose the time period after the submarine was blown up.

"So the reason why you are not torn apart as a body is that you are now a human being." Zhongya Nakahara said this inexplicably.

Why is it also a safety device, Fyodor would choose Haruki Juyama instead of Chuya Nakahara.

For the first time, Osamu Dazai felt that his brain was working so hard.

According to the result, it can be easily known, because Fyodor thinks that Chuya Nakahara is a safety device, but it already belongs to human beings, but Haruki Iyama is not.

When a few people discussed the issue of whether they were human beings, the words he used were replicas rather than safety devices, because in his judgment, only the safety devices that belonged to replicas, Haruki Aiyama, were not human beings.

Compared with Haruki Iyama, who was born out of a clone, the birth of Chuya Nakahara is just a string of data with 2383 lines of code. According to his philosophy, Chuya Nakahara should be less human.

Why did he feel that Haruki Yoshiyama was the one who didn't have an inner spiritual body.

Unless he thinks after reading a lot of materials, Nakahara Chuya, who has experienced the betrayal of the sheep and died against Rimbaud, has completely become a barren and tyrannical body with a personality that is not inferior to human beings.

In his opinion, Haruki Iyama is just a copy body with a cost of 35 billion, a body made up of stolen characters and borrowed abilities.

So when did he have a concrete personality?

- already had.

[I can't hide it anymore, I can't hide it anymore,] Haruki Yayama began to chat with the system anxiously, [It's over, Osamu Dazai will figure it out. 】

[If it is released, it will be released. 】The system disagrees.

[No,] Haruki Hareki Pain Mask, [I will feel very ashamed after he deduces it. 】

Three years ago, Mori Ogai never thought he could dance on the rooftop. In fact, ten minutes before he danced, he himself never thought that the task of spending three or four years in this world would be completed in this way.

After Osamu Dazai turned and left, Mori Ogai, who clearly knew that he would definitely defect, called Haruki Iyama.

The moment Sakunosuke Oda faced the mimic, the license to open the ability had already been obtained, and Mori Ogai would not let Haruki Iyama, who had the ability to copy, go like Osamu Dazai.

His abilities are still uncontrollable on his own side, let alone on the enemy's side, so he called Haruki Yayama at the beginning just to put on a show.

There must be a reason why Mori Ogai suddenly came to him. Under his constant probing of what he said, Haruki Juyama immediately deduced that Osamu Dazai must be leaving, and Mori Ogai asked him to give him a boost.

Why not find Chuya Zhongyuan?

The moment he started to think about this question, he suddenly realized that he didn't care whether he was in the port of Mafia or not. He could stay anywhere anyway. Mori Ogai's suspicion was not groundless. Nakahara Chuya's attitude towards the port of Mafia is completely different. Jushan Haruki and Dazai Osamu are more like natural mafia, but they are also easier to leave directly.

At this moment, the task was inexplicably completed.

It is the task of Haruki Yayama as the tasker to promote the success of the experiment.

As an experimental subject without a human heart, he needs to use a fixed anchor to stabilize his identity. The identity as an anchor cannot be easily shaken or changed, otherwise there will be a danger of losing his fixed form. This is engraved in the DNA of the replica instinct.

So when he came up with the idea that I would simply betray the water with Osamu Dazai, the clone had the idea of ​​getting rid of the anchor.

The experiment content is completed.

From this moment, the replica with a cost of 35 billion has truly possessed itself, and has become a real person.

And when the first bullet was fired, Alice was beside Mori Ogai.

If Haruki Juyama took a step forward and entered the scope of the ability, then the black-haired loli he copied could completely block bullets, and Mori Ogai, who was willing to expose his ability in front of subordinates with heavy weapons, did not express his intentions. What can be imagined.

Haruki Jushan was willing to copy Alice under the bullet, silently representing the answer he wanted.

And Mori Ogai never thought that Haruki Jushan would not copy it.

But not everyone can capture the trajectory of the bullet with the naked eye.The moment Haruki Juyama fell backwards, the first bullet hit his forehead precisely.

Haruki Juyama, who had completed the task, took advantage of the impact of the bullet and directly