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The black-haired young man named Osamu Dazai used to be an investigator of the Armed Detective Agency.

The young man came out of the shower wearing Fei Jia's clothes, with white bandages still wrapped around his left eye and neck, "But it's probably too late for you to look for him now."

"?"

Qi Muganhua was still coaxing Yinlong, who was losing his temper, when he heard this, he looked up from his arms and looked at Osamu Dazai, "Why do you say that?"

Osamu Dazai picked up a towel to wipe his hair, he glanced at his sleeves, and said with a smile, "This dress looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere two days ago.

"This is Fedya's dress."

Qi Muganhua asked, "Did he come to you?"

Osamu Dazai glanced sideways at her for a while, "No."

"He went straight to Chuya."

Osamu Dazai nestled into the sofa, his wet and messy hair was still dripping on the carpet, "It was my disciple, um, my former disciple told me."

Brave...Has Fei Jia visited Zhongya Chuya?

What is he going to do?

"Even if...

Saiki Chika said, "I still want to complete my mission, please!"

"It's really persistent, it's very dangerous there, are you sure you want to go there? I asked for Ranpo."

Asked for Luanbu?

But this is the task given by Luanpo.

Qi Mu Ganhua nodded firmly, "Qianhua is going, please!"

"no problem."

Osamu Dazai stood up and walked to the desk, randomly tore a piece of paper, wrote an address and handed it to Chika Saiki, "I still have something to do."

He waved to the two of them, "I'll excuse you first."

Leibo Street, which used to be a slum in Yokohama, has now become a restricted area that is not allowed to enter.

This area was built on a circular deep pit, and just near the edge, a black, blade-like unknown substance struck her.

Qi Muganhua quickly let the curse spirit stand in front of her, and called out many curse spirits to protect her and the silver dragon.

The black sharp blade expelled her curse spirit bit by bit, broke her barrier, got closer, and Qi Muganhua realized that these black things were the fabric of the clothes.

So is it an alien?

"Why attack us?"

Because Xia Youjie had never used the magic spirit to fight in front of her, Qi Muqianhua was beaten in a hurry, one after another the magic spirit died in front of her, the girl felt very distressed.

"I have no malice, I'm here to find Lord Chuya Chuya!"

Because she can still read files after she dies, Qi Muganhua tried to communicate with the attacker behind her while firmly protecting her silver dragon, "Can we stop and communicate first?"

The person behind the black cloth didn't seem to listen to anything she said, just attacking, attacking, attacking blindly.

Is this person crazy! Why do you attack anyone you see?

Qi Muqianhua was so anxious that she wanted to cry, she called out her smartest curse spirit, "Big man, what should I do?"

It makes the ground run away too.

The white-haired boy stared at the curse spirit for a long time, then pursed his lips tightly, and said the same words as the curse spirit, "Run away.

It seems... It seems that there is no choice but to escape.

The girl can't exert the power of Xia Youjie's spell at all now. At most, she uses the spell spirit as a shield, and then takes the opportunity to get on the flying spell spirit and escape.

The supernatural being behind her seemed to have sensed her intentions, and the attack came more eagerly.

Under the cutting of the overwhelming black sharp blade, her curse spirit was completely destroyed.

Just a few seconds after Qi Muqianhua sat on the curse spirit, a ribbon wrapped around her waist and dragged her down from the sky.

A young man in a long black suit jacket came out from a dark corner. He coughed a few times, and the white hair dyed by his ears shook violently. He asked as if he was checking the death penalty list for the last time before execution, "Excuse me, Did Mr. Dazai send you here?"

Qi Muganhua didn't know how to answer.

Seems like getting killed for saying yes, but is lying helpful?

The young man dragged her to him, and took out a note from Osamu Dazai from her pocket.

He laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were like flowers blooming suddenly.

Before Qi Muqianhua could speak, the black blade pointed at her chest.

This man, lunatic, is a lunatic!

So that the dried flowers know why...why kill the dried flowers?

The cloth pierced the cloth, and before the heart was pierced, a hand caught the black sharp blade and tore it apart.

Yinlong didn't care about the bleeding palm, and snatched his master back.

"Why on earth did you kill me! I've never seen you before!"

Qi Muganhua hid behind her own dragon, "I'll leave now, don't fight us anymore, okay? Please."

"sorry."

The young man was unexpectedly polite. He bowed and coughed again, "Killing you is a task given by Mr. Dazai, and I must complete it."

??

Osamu Dazai?

That bastard, before they left, he pretended to tell them to pay attention to safety, but he had already ordered someone to ambush him?

"Come and try."

Gojo Satoru pushed the confused little idiot away, "Before that, I'll kill you first."

The strange young man is obviously a character who doesn't talk too much, and doesn't know how to maneuver or turn around. Hearing Yinlong's words, he really gave up Qimu Ganhua's attack and focused on fighting Gojo Satoru.

The fighting in the restricted area did not affect Yokohama, and the Mafia building was in a rare break in the afternoon.

The black-haired young man swiped into the Mafia building with a pirated key card. The moment he was invaded, all the staff on the first floor raised their guns and aimed at him.

Fei Jia raised his hands and smiled at the man in black in front, "Don't be nervous."

"I'm just here to visit my former friend, famous detective Edogawa Ranpo, who is your current leader.

He smiled gently at the receptionist at the front desk, "Please inform me..."

"coincidence."

Osamu Dazai walked in from the outside, the people here were obviously more familiar with him, and some people started to shake their guns.

"Don't be nervous."

"I just came to visit my former colleague, Detective Ranpo-sama.

He smiled softly at the front desk, "Beautiful lady, please add me when you report."

The phone rang, and Atsushi Nakajima, who was taking a nap, consciously acted as an operator.

After hearing the words from the front desk, his drowsiness was swept away, "What? Mr. Dazai is back?"

Uh, maybe it's not quite right after all? Anyway...

Will he finally be able to see Mr. Dazai again!

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly knocked on the door of the inner room, "Master Ranpo, there is a Mr. Fei Jia and Mr. Dazai who want to see you."

"Let them come up."

Edogawa pushed the door open in random steps, "You and Kyoka go out first."

Atsushi Nakajima, who didn't get a chance to meet, lowered his head in disappointment, "Okay."

The speed of the elevator in the Mafia building is naturally not comparable to that of the old-fashioned elevators in the former detective agency. As soon as Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi left, Osamu Dazai and Fei Jia pushed open the door of the office.

Ranpo Edogawa squinted his eyes and sat on the leader's chair, "Welcome, welcome.

He said he was welcome, but his tone was not very good. Osamu Dazai walked in the door first.

"I really can't imagine Mr. Ranpo sitting on the leader's chair."

He found a sofa and nestled in, "I thought you guys would do something big when you got the book, but it turns out that you would be so busy trying to negotiate, it's really strange."

Fei Jia smiled slightly, "Our world has been merged."

His back was straightened as if he had been deliberately trained, and he took out a page from his arms, "It was suppressed."

"In other words."

Fei Jia looked at Edogawa Ranpo and said with a smile, "Your dream of sending her home with just the 'book' is shattered.

"No way."

Osamu Dazai looked at these two people, "You guys are messing around, just for this kind of thing?"

Fei Jia sat down on the sofa, looked at Edogawa Ranpo, "There is only one way to get her home."

"Do you want me to die willingly with just a few words?"

Edogawa opened his eyes randomly, "No way, she doesn't seem to be so important yet."

Fei Jia just laughed and said nothing, and Edogawa Ranpo didn't speak anymore. The atmosphere became cold and quiet, as if a fight would break out at any moment.

"Speak up."

The third party nestled on the sofa spoke, "Doesn't that lady's brother have the ability to go back in time and space?"

Dazai Osamu said as if he had no intention, "If this kind of thing is true, Ranpo, you approached her in the hope of resurrecting the president from the beginning."

"Does this have anything to do with Mr. Dazai?"

Edogawa ranpo looked at Osamu Dazai, "You have lost important people too, how about it, Odasaku..."

"well."

Osamu Dazai raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, "I will not participate."

Fei Jia glanced at Osamu Dazai, with a smile in his grape red eyes, and he stood up, "I have conveyed everything that needs to be conveyed, and I have already conveyed all my sincerity by coming here in person, so I will take my leave first."

"I hope you will think about it."

After Fei Jia left, Osamu Dazai slapped his head, as if he had just remembered, and said, "What happened."

"Naka ​​also seems to be still in his hands...but that doesn't matter.

"What's more important is that Miss Dried Flower has gone to Leibo Street now, oops, I heard from Akutagawa-kun that the mouse stayed there all day..."

Edogawa stood up in random steps, his blue eyes fixed on Osamu Dazai, "You shouldn't be on his side.

"Hey, I can't help it, who told him to grasp the rules beyond our world."

Osamu Dazai shook his calf, "Hurry up and admit defeat, Mr. Ranpo, it's not okay to be restrained by emotions. As the leader of Mafia, the best solution is the choice you should make."

"Hey, since you don't have any experience in this area, I will generously pass on some experience to you."

Ayumi Edogawa pushed open the door and left, Dazai Osamu's voice penetrated the door and wafted to his ears.

"Falling from high school is the perfect way to die."