Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

【Meursault】

A European prison whose existence itself is a state secret. If there is any place in the world that is absolutely safe, then it is this place.

It is also true that Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to be far away in Japan, would appear in this prison as a victor, which is an incredible thing in itself.

But unbelievable doesn't mean it can't be done.

"Yo, Majin, is it boring to stay here? I'm here to visit you."

An unmistakable voice came from the other end of the monitoring device, and the demon's calm expression only cracked for a moment, before returning to normal again.

"Visiting? It's an honor. How did you get in?"

This is a supernatural power prison known as absolute secrecy. Naturally, there is no such naive thing as visiting, and only two kinds of people will appear here——

Prison guards, or criminals.

Surely some former port of 138 crimes involving 312 murders, 625 intimidation, fraud and the rest?Black cadres are not qualified to be the former, but the latter is more than enough.

However, at this time Osamu Dazai was standing in the monitoring room representing the prison guards, which itself was an extremely dangerous sign——

Probably……

No, yes, his "perfect plan" was seen through in advance, the only question is "how to do it" and "how much did Osamu Dazai know".

"The method of "visitation" is, of course, the same as your method of contacting outside partners, it is a secret. "

Inside the monitoring room, the kite-haired youth observed Fyodor's micro-expression and said slowly.

at the same time

A certain so-called "secret" illusionist lady Collom was accustomed to holding a trident.

This tells us that illusionists are really easy to use, and there is nothing that illusions cannot do.

"I didn't expect to meet a good chess player in this underground—it's really a pleasure."

Fyodor bent his back slightly, his limbs relaxed and looked at the monitoring equipment on the high place. He was like a chess player sitting firmly at one end of the chessboard, looking through the cold machine and looking straight at the opponent who was also playing chess behind him.

"But if it's just gossip, it's too boring. How about changing it to a problem between the two sides?" The devil suggested sincerely.

Osamu Dazai hammered his palm: "So that's it, what a good proposal!"

"Then, let me begin."

The upbeat and lively ending of the kite-haired youth suddenly fell down, and the ominous atmosphere in it made Peng Lie Wushou who was present at the scene feel cold behind his back.

??

If Osamu Dazai's side can barely be regarded as "friendly and enjoyable", the situation on Atsushi Nakajima's side is more than one level tragic.

It was obviously just a simple task of finding people, why did the bloody 1v1 fight suddenly start!

Abandoned black coal kiln

Atsushi Nakajima hid in a blind spot of sight with the help of dim light. He was covered with injuries, but this was nothing to Tiger, who had the ability to regenerate.

The only headache is the wound on the abdomen.

Dun lowered his head with difficulty, a steel bar that had been removed was firmly inserted into his abdomen, and the glass part of his head even penetrated his body and came out from behind.

"Huh, huh..."

The white-haired boy was sweating coldly. He carefully lowered his breath and listened to the movement outside.

"Oh, oh, where is the distinguished guest hiding? It's rare to come to visit, why don't you come and watch the magic that the clown is proud of?"

An exaggerated voice sounded, the young man who spoke was wearing a cloak, and his face was painted with the unique star makeup of a clown, warm and friendly——

If you don't look at the dagger that is still dripping blood in his hand.

"It's useless, Tiger boy."

The magician dressed as a clown stepped lightly on places where he could hide, and every time he walked through an area, a large number of rocks and iron plates fell around him-if anyone hid in any of these places, he would be crushed instantly into meat paste.

"My ability can connect the cloak on my body to a distance within 30 meters, which means that whether it is dirt or other, there are countless weapons to kill you."

"Come out, let's play some fun games~"

Dun didn't make a sound, but lowered his breath.

The person who attacked him was called Gogol. According to his own introduction, he and Dostoyevsky, who was captured some time ago, were also members of the so-called "Five Decays of Heaven and Man".

【"My identity? That's right, we are—"】

【"The terrorist "Association of Murder" lurking in this land is the five fingers that tell the world about the end of generations!"】

This person said so.

Leaving aside why this eccentric named Gogol has a "self-indulgent habit" of asking and answering questions, the organization he calls "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" sounds very bad.

Reminiscent of the crisis that was directed by Majin not long ago, no matter how dull Atsushi is at this moment, he can understand how crucial this operation between him and Mr. Kunikida is.

——"Listen to Dun, your task is to try your best to draw out the opponent's supernatural powers. The opponent is too cunning. We must hit with one hit and provide enough time for Ranbu-san."

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer to him, Atsushi Nakajima's brain became more and more calm. He held his breath, like a real dormant tiger, waiting for its prey to come.

"I found—here, guest~"

Gogol's joyful and lively voice like a clown rang above Atsushi Nakajima's head, and at the same time, Atsushi Nakajima, who was hidden, rushed towards the enemy fiercely.

Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he quickly grasped the steel bar in his abdomen, and then pulled it out forcefully!

"Eat my iron-blooded steel bar attack!"

As the steel bar was pulled out, a large amount of blood spurted out, covering Gogol's sight for a moment, and the next second, the boulder with blood was all in sight!

"It's all said, it's useless."

Gogol turned his head lightly, avoiding the blood on his face, he opened the cloak on the left side, put his white gloved hand into it, and gently grabbed Dun's arm through the air——

call out--

At this moment, a very small sound came through the air.

Like a fishing line, gently gliding through the air——

[Different abilities, a solo bard...]

The piece of paper turned into a thread gun, and the shot hook hooked the cloak on Gogol's back with a bang, and then drew an arc in the air, and was caught by a hand.

"Mr. Kunikida!"

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked over with sparkles as if seeing a savior.

Kunikida Doppo held the cloak in his hand, and walked out of the darkness slowly.

Gogol suddenly overturned: "Huh?"

??

At the same time, Miyazawa Kenji and Izumi Kyoka successfully caught a certain former richest man at the entrance of the mall.

"The detective agency, how did you find me!"

Mr. Francis, who was caught on the spot, had a stinky face.

"Ah, we didn't find it, but Ranpo-san asked us to wait for you here." Kenji, who has the most honest temper, answers every question, and his attitude can be said to be very friendly.

"Of the three shopping malls in Yokohama, this is the only place where you can buy one get three iron pots." "Quan Jinghua added with a paralyzed face.

Francis holding four pots in his arms: "..."

"Forget it, what do you want from me?"

"It's not us looking for you, it's Luanbu-sang looking for you."

Quan Jinghua stretched out her hand and put the mobile phone under Francis' eyelids. The screen of the mobile phone lit up, and the words "in progress" were displayed——

"Ah, the leader of the "combination", let's talk about business. "

Edogawa Ranpo's voice came from the receiver, straight to the point, with an upright tone, all in all very much like a famous detective.

"Business?" Francis' eyes moved slightly, with the expression of a big businessman who said that I wouldn't be sleepy.

"That's right..." On the other end of the phone, Edogawa Ranpo clamped the microphone around his neck, took out a lollipop from his pocket with his right hand and slowly flipped the candy wrapper, "Lend us your Sky Eye system, we will help you Heal the parasol lady."

"how?"

--【how? 】

Francis' little finger moved slightly.

Let’s not mention how the detective agency learned about Mitchell’s situation, but since the Sky Eye system is mentioned, he has a good plan.

Francis sat up straight.

At this moment, the comedian temperament similar to being taken advantage of by the pot faded from the former richest man, revealing the essence of an elite rich man.