I, Zhongli, wander the world

Verlaine couldn't understand Zhongli's attitude towards humans.

Of course, this is not surprising.Verlaine and Central China are also similar but different.If it is said that they who came out of the same laboratory were originally a blank sheet of paper, the subsequent different experiences would have dyed this sheet of paper into a completely different look.

The experience of being manipulated as a tool from the beginning of his birth made Verlaine extremely sensitive to his inhuman identity, and at the same time, he also harbored deep repulsion and hatred for the humans who once manipulated him.Even Rimbaud's concern for decades was just to melt the ice in his heart a little bit. Once he encountered something related to Zhongye, who was the same kind, he immediately betrayed him completely.

Therefore, he disagreed with Zhongli's words, and made up his mind to take away Zhongye from the Central Plains.

He cannot sit idly by and indulge in the false concerns of human beings without knowing it.

With a "bang", Verlaine was sent flying by the tail of Zhongli's gun, and the agile Assassin King turned around in mid-air like a cat, manipulating gravity to forcibly press his flying body to the ground.

Amidst the splash of gravel, the feet wearing leather shoes were rammed into the solid concrete floor like piles, but they stopped flying backwards as they wished.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes fixed on the long figure standing opposite him holding a gun.

The unidentified man did not summon rock creatures or piercing rock spears like the information he found. Instead, he gathered a long spear to fight him, and he didn't even put a shield on it.However, those ordinary moves seemed to have reached a state of perfection, and with Verlaine's specialized killing skills, he could barely resist them.

Even the gravity ability has only a negligible effect on the opponent.Thousands of times the gravity was pressing on his body, but Zhongli didn't even have a little movement deformation. Even if he stepped on the ground with his feet against the gravity and made a huge hole in the ground, he could easily dance the long spear at his vitals.

His supernatural ability can't shake the opponent in the slightest.

Taking a deep breath, and slowly exhaling the turbid air, Verlaine said in a hoarse voice: "With this level of strength, he is willing to make false claims with those human beings, and even Rangzhong bears their falsehood with a defenseless attitude. care and utilization of..."

"Sure enough, I can't just stand by and watch you go astray through misleading."

After the excitement of discovering yet another "similar" at first, now only disappointment is left in his heart.

This is a "kind" that has long compromised with humans.

The other party is used to the trust of those human beings who are always separated by race, used to those who use them with a purpose, and even wants to let Zhong also be immersed in the same cage.

Verlaine knew how lonely and hopeless it was to walk in human society as an alien, so he couldn't let Zhong also suffer the same pain.

There was a commotion in the distance, and a group of black cars with official license plates could be seen approaching in the distance.Verlaine, who didn't want to confront the troublesome officials at this moment, clicked his tongue and was about to leave here.

Zhong Li suddenly said: "In your opinion, even the companions who get along with each other day and night, don't they also have half of their sincerity?"

Verlaine paused slightly, and then left the scene at a faster speed.

"Nothing to do with you."

Only his last hoarse and suppressed words remained in the air.

Zhongli did not stop Verlaine from leaving.He glanced at the deep pit where the man left where he was, and turned his gaze to the car that had already driven up there.

The speeding vehicle slowed down suddenly, the rubber tires plowed two black marks on the ground, and stopped in front of Zhongli with a beautiful drift.

The streamlined car door was opened, and a well-dressed blue-haired woman stood out from inside. Behind her, some people who were obviously military police came out with tools, some ran to the field after the battle to measure data, and some The woman stood behind her in the posture of a bodyguard.

"Long time no see, Mr. Zhongli." The blue-haired woman said with a smile.

"Miss Tsujimura." Zhong Li put away the spear in his hand, and nodded at the woman.

Tsujimura Fukatsuki, the special assistant to the director of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Zhongli once had a relationship with her at the beginning of the establishment of the Armed Detective Agency.At that time, the other party was still with Taneda Santoka, the director of the special affairs department.

Bowing slightly, Tsujimura Fukatsuki said sincerely: "I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Zhongli, it was our mistake to allow a dangerous wanted criminal like Verlaine to enter Yokohama."

Having received instructions from Natsume Soseki long ago, and having observed it for quite some time, it is clear to Zhong Li, who is a transcendent, that he just wants a peaceful place to live an ordinary life.If it weren't for some accidents in the early days that made the opponent need to show their strength to stand up, perhaps until now the officials would not know that there is such a supernatural person in Yokohama.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division, which lacks high-end combat power, carefully maintains its relationship with Zhongli, strictly following Natsume Soseki's instructions and never disturbing the other's life easily, hoping to leave a good impression on this transcendent who has no malice and no position.

It's just this time... It's really hard for the special agent class to stop a transcendent who is good at assassination, especially when the other party wants to hide.

"Everyone has time to do their best, and it's your job, so you don't need to apologize to me." Zhong Li turned sideways slightly, avoiding Tsujimura Mizuki's bow.

Dangerous wanted criminals have come to the land, and it is the official duty to find ways to reduce losses.Regardless of the difference in strength, just in terms of identity, there is really no need to apologize to him, an idler.

Tsujimura Shenyue naturally understood Zhongli's meaning, and this woman with a high EQ said flatly: "You are right, I was the one who took the picture. Please rest assured, we will take relevant countermeasures as soon as possible for the safety of the people."

"If it's just Verlaine," Zhong Li looked at the woman and suggested, "It might be a good choice to wait and see what happens."

Tsujimura Mizuki was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Some people have already come, but some are still stuck in place." Zhong Li said meaningfully, "The so-called 'contradiction', if the spear is removed, the shield is removed, and the two sides are brought together like fighting insects, there is no advantage in weapons. , and there is no shelter, even if you try to hide, it will be useless."

Rimbaud sneezed.

Edogawa, who was eating snacks, let out a disgusted "噫" and squeezed beside Zhongya with the snack bag.

"It's early spring now, there won't be any heaters or anything." He said before Rimbaud could open his mouth, "I can't burn the documents for you, it's too easy to cause a fire."

"Ah..." The man lowered his head in frustration.

Edogawa Ranpo frowned, "Again, haven't you fully recovered your memory? Why do you still have the sequelae of Huangba vomiting!"

"It's probably because Mr. Zhongye impressed me too much... After all, it's such a scorching temperature." Rimbaud smiled apologetically at Zhongye.

Nakahara Chuya's response was to squeeze beside Adam vigilantly.

In the face of a genuine transcendent, the enemy is still unknown, and Zhongyuan Zhong also believes that he needs to use the ability of this European artificial intelligence as much as possible.

The artificial intelligence that was about to be squeezed off the sofa firmly caught the weight of the two people.

He had already tested Rimbaud's attitude towards France before.While the former spy made it clear that he had no intention of betraying his country, he also said at the same time that he would not be returning.

"I need to go to Paul to make it clear." The long-haired man with gentle eyebrows and eyes is equally imposing once he becomes serious, "Although it was to bring him back to France at the beginning, I have remembered everything now, and I will not Let Paul sink in the vortex of error."

Edogawa Ranpo said angrily, "That's why you lured that troublesome guy to Yokohama?"

"After all, there is Mr. Zhongye here. Paul will definitely stay for Mr. Zhongye." Rimbaud said calmly, "What's more, there is you who guided me here, Mr. Ranbu."

Guide him to recover part of his memory first to hunt and kill Verlaine, so that even if he recovers all his memories later, he will have no time to take care of Chuya Zhongyuan because of the more important problem of Verlaine.

Rimbaud, who has personally experienced this calculation that lasted for three years, undoubtedly believes in Edogawa Ranpo's ability.

"You, like that machine gentleman over there, want to use your destructive power to coerce us to cooperate." Edogawa puffed his cheeks angrily, "Didn't you ever think that Mr. Zhongli would throw you both out?"

Rimbaud, who had been prepared for a long time, said calmly: "I naturally believe that Mr. Zhongli has this ability, but Mr. Luanbu will not refuse the opportunity to solve Paul's hidden danger once and for all, will he?"

Driving the two of them to fight each other is only a temporary strategy after all, at most it will make Rimbaud no longer consider absorbing Huangbatu.As long as he doesn't start to solve it, Verlaine's trouble that will explode at any time will always exist.

For the sake of his friends, Edogawa Ranpo will indeed not refuse the cooperation proposal.

But he also wouldn't let Rimbaud decide, so he said very cunningly: "Then wait for Mr. Zhongli to come back. If you have Mr. Zhongli, the success rate will be higher."

Rimbaud, who had witnessed Zhongli lowering the rock spear, naturally had no objection.

That's the synopsis of how they sat on the couch talking about burning something.

The three human beings have nothing to talk about except the stove, but Adam has been talking very eloquently: "To be honest, since Mr. Zhongli's information flowed to Europe, the doctor has been yearning for Mr. Zhongli. On this machine Before boarding the plane, the doctor is still explaining the plane. If you meet Mr. Zhongli in Yokohama, you must express your respect and fascination to him, and politely ask if you can get his blood or hair to be used in artificial intelligence biochemistry. Research, willing to do anything for it..."

Nakahara looked at Adam with dead eyes, "No, sir will never agree to such a thing."

"If she can do me a little favor, it's not impossible."

The man's highly recognizable words came from outside the door, and Zhong Yuan immediately looked in the direction of the door, "Sir!"

Zhong Li pushed the door and walked into the reception room.

Adam's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"

"We'll discuss these matters later." Zhong Li nodded at Adam, then looked at Rimbaud who had stood up, "This is the first formal meeting, Mr. Rimbaud."

"If the state of amnesia is not counted, it is indeed the first time." Rimbaud said, and carefully observed the person in front of him.

Ordinary attire, restrained momentum, but noble majesty can be seen in the details.

The other party's disguise is not perfect, but it is indeed extraordinary that can only be seen through face-to-face careful observation. It's no wonder that he didn't notice it when he lost his memory earlier.

Edogawa Ranpo raised his hand like a primary school student and said, "Mr. Zhongli, do you want to leave now?"

"I marked him so that he can point out the direction at any time, that is, he can leave at any time." Zhong Li said, pressing down the excited Edogawa Ranpo, "But you stay here, Ranpo."

"Hey! Why!"

Zhong Li looked at the disappointed young detective seriously, "This is not an interesting scene. If you can avoid it, don't involve yourself in the game."

"Ugh...I see."

"Come back and make raspberry water buns for you."

"Great!"

The happiness of a teenager is always so simple to unpretentious.

A mother and daughter passed by holding hands.

A man in a suit hurried past while apologizing on the phone.

A group of children in yellow hats walked across the road laughing and laughing.

All kinds of people walk by, everyone has their own destination, and everyone has a trustworthy bond.

Everyone has the same kind.

Verlaine lowered his hat and walked through the crowd until he reached a deserted street near the coast, and then he punched the wall beside him with a fist. The solid brick wall was immediately cracked like spider webs by the fist with supernatural powers. .

[Didn't the companions who get along day and night have half sincerity? 】

These words kept echoing in his mind, Verlaine took a deep breath, trying to suppress the thoughts in his mind, but it was completely in vain.

His once intimate partner and his pursuer, who has been entangled with him for three years, always say "let's talk" in vain every time he catches up with him.

"You are you, not some experimental subject, you are Paul, you are human."

That person had repeatedly emphasized to him, as if this could make him believe that he was really a human being, but he didn't know that the more this was the case, it was just a further reminder of the fact that he was "inhuman".

True companion?Painful ordeal?

The thoughts in the brain were chaotically entangled, and the excessively secreted adrenaline drove the heart to beat rapidly. Verlaine, who was leaning against the cracked wall, covered his face with one hand, trying to force himself to calm down quickly.

"Let it be here."

The sound he heard a few hours ago suddenly rang in his ears, and Verlaine, who hadn't sensed anything, raised his head in horror. Just as he was about to put on a vigilant posture, he found that he couldn't move anything below his neck.

They did not know when they had quietly turned into bright yellow stones.

"When the talks are over, when will the petrification be untied."

Zhong Li looked at Rimbaud with a somewhat stiff expression, and said kindly: "Do you need me to petrify you too?"

Rimbaud firmly refused: "No, I don't think so."