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I haven't been to the slums for a year. The last time I came here was to go undercover for the Mingguang Group.
This place has a name, Radium Bowl Street, and it was built in a huge pit, which is said to have come from an explosion, but I still think the slums are more appropriate.
Because only people who have been abandoned by the city come here.
Although it was an important part of my growing up, I really don't have fond memories of this place.
After all, who would like a dirty, messy, and dangerous place?
Here is the dark side of the whole city.
The children here, like wild dogs, have the desire and confusion in their dim eyes. They have nothing, so they are even more terrifying than adults.
But what does this have to do with me...
These children who grew up in the slums are tough, savage, and simple, and they are all excellent criminal reserve personnel.
Hitmen, members of the Port Mafia or whatever, might pick among them.
It's like Akutagawa Ryunosuke who has powerful abilities and was taken away by Osamu Dazai.
I moaned my emotions in my heart, and mercilessly knocked out another kid who wanted to rob me, and then threw him to the corner.
Too skinny, these kids.
Radium Bowl Street is a good place, on the verge of the Concession, the extremely chaotic three-way area, a place where the port mafia can't get involved.
The specific manifestation is that it is difficult for prisoners to find as long as they drill into the simple sheds built by thousands.
Because the house in this place can basically be obtained by killing the owner.
But if outsiders want to kill the homeowner easily, they have to pay attention to whether the forces behind the homeowner will avenge him.
Radium Bowl Street has its own rules.
However, thanks to the almighty Osamu Dazai, after I took Akutagawa Ryunosuke back and threw it to Mr. Secretary, he sent a narrowed location.
Coincidentally, it seems that he already knew where Philip was hiding, but he waited until I became a cadre from Mori Ogai before telling me.
Like what he can do.
In front of you, you can see houses everywhere on Radium Bowl Street. There are houses built of plastic boards and wooden boards. No one would have guessed that the people who live here are the ones who take the children of the prime minister and congressmen as hostages.
The puppet opened the door first, startling the foreigner who was holding a teacup inside, and the teacup fell to the ground. He looked at the transparent puppet in horror, chanting words such as demons and prayers.
What a waste to just kill him, first ask the truth about my kidnapping.
I'm very curious about that subconscious hypnosis that I can't refuse.
Philip took out a gun from his pocket and opened it randomly. I sideways avoided the bullets, and through the perspective of the puppet, I saw Philip open the door from the back of the house.
Naturally, I also placed a puppet in the back. Just as the puppet was about to catch him, Philip yelled: "Something fell."
I was taken aback, and subconsciously dodged to dodge, and the puppet under my control also stood still, allowing Philip to escape by taking advantage of the loophole.
Damn.
Is that how psychological hints are used in the first place?
We are on the top floor of Radium Bowl Street, next to the high-rise buildings in the concession, and falling objects from above are common, I was already worried and always on guard, and now I ask Philip to use his ability...
I manipulated the puppet to catch up quickly, and I followed closely behind.
【Hundred lines of zombie】
A ferocious looking worm appeared out of nowhere, flying in the sky, faster than humans, and it spread out to bite Philip's clothes.
"There is debris in front of you."
My face froze, I jumped into the air in front of me, and the sudden jump disrupted my pursuit.
Chasing this guy is too troublesome.
At the corner in front of him, Eli was released, and a huge electric current blocked Philip's escape route. Immediately afterwards, Baixing Zombie bit on it, biting off a piece of flesh on Philip's leg.
"An object falling from above." Philip clutched his bitten leg in pain, and staggered up to the top of a room.
Falling object?Philip didn't even look where we were, what was falling on the middle level of Radium Bowl Street.
Bai Xing could fly, and easily floated up, biting his other leg. Avery, who was strong and strong, used his strength to get on the roof and kicked Philip down.
I walked forward with a sneer and looked at Philip who was in a state of embarrassment with his legs crippled: "Do you remember me?"
The bright blue silk thread climbed up Philip's neck silently, looking from a distance as if he was wrapped in a snake, and pierced fiercely into his heart.
Philip shook his head blankly.
ha?He doesn't know me?
"You don't know me, how did you add psychological hints to me?" I frowned.
"You have my supernatural mark on you, but I really don't know you," Philip said.
He is also confused.
"Nako Suzumiya, a member of the Port Mafia, you know."
Philip nodded: "Someone told me that the port mafia was looking for me, and then helped me manipulate Nako Suzumiya."
anyone?
I seem to have vaguely grasped the truth of the matter: "Who is that person?"
"He used a voice changer to command me remotely." Philip said, "He was helping me by controlling Suzumiya Nako and some people from the Port Mafia."
"My ability has two types: psychological suggestion and brainwashing. The former only needs specific music. After the ability imprint is formed, it is enough to issue instructions remotely."
help?
Is the person behind the scenes a pawn buried in the Port Mafia by the Rat of the House of Death?
"Then you, didn't you ever give an order for someone to go somewhere?"
Unexpectedly, Philip shook his head: "No, the order to go to a certain place cannot be done by pure psychological suggestion."
No?
how is this possible.
"Then have you ever given an order to make someone lose their memory?"
"Yes." Philip hesitated for a moment, and said, "I told the people behind the scenes that hints alone can't make people lose their memory, and I have to be exposed to brainwashing for a while, but it's enough for the person to tell me to give instructions, no need Ask more."
Psychological suggestion is a habit formed by human beings for the purpose of self-protection during the long evolutionary process. Philip's ability is to turn psychological suggestion into external motivation.
For example, Miss Secretary, in a daze, was taken to a dungeon with ten deaths and no life for interrogation. Knowing her betrayal, imposing hints on her that she would die can easily drive a person crazy.
Another example is that I am on the upper floor of Radium Bowl Street. There are falling objects and debris that can trip people.
Based on this speculation, my amnesia is voluntary.
I volunteered to go somewhere, saw something there, and volunteered to be ordered to lose my memory.
"Next question..."
Dodging to avoid a bullet that hit my arm, I turned my head to look, and it was the member of the Armed Detective Agency, the member named Doppo Kunikida, who pointed his gun at me.
I frowned, Armed Detective Agency, found us so quickly?
"Don't kill him," Kunikida Doppo said.
"I want to ask him a few questions, and I won't kill him for the time being." I said lightly.
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The author has something to say:
Verlaine and Rimbaud are really a magical combination of 64 card kings and kings that can still lose
I haven't been to the slums for a year. The last time I came here was to go undercover for the Mingguang Group.
This place has a name, Radium Bowl Street, and it was built in a huge pit, which is said to have come from an explosion, but I still think the slums are more appropriate.
Because only people who have been abandoned by the city come here.
Although it was an important part of my growing up, I really don't have fond memories of this place.
After all, who would like a dirty, messy, and dangerous place?
Here is the dark side of the whole city.
The children here, like wild dogs, have the desire and confusion in their dim eyes. They have nothing, so they are even more terrifying than adults.
But what does this have to do with me...
These children who grew up in the slums are tough, savage, and simple, and they are all excellent criminal reserve personnel.
Hitmen, members of the Port Mafia or whatever, might pick among them.
It's like Akutagawa Ryunosuke who has powerful abilities and was taken away by Osamu Dazai.
I moaned my emotions in my heart, and mercilessly knocked out another kid who wanted to rob me, and then threw him to the corner.
Too skinny, these kids.
Radium Bowl Street is a good place, on the verge of the Concession, the extremely chaotic three-way area, a place where the port mafia can't get involved.
The specific manifestation is that it is difficult for prisoners to find as long as they drill into the simple sheds built by thousands.
Because the house in this place can basically be obtained by killing the owner.
But if outsiders want to kill the homeowner easily, they have to pay attention to whether the forces behind the homeowner will avenge him.
Radium Bowl Street has its own rules.
However, thanks to the almighty Osamu Dazai, after I took Akutagawa Ryunosuke back and threw it to Mr. Secretary, he sent a narrowed location.
Coincidentally, it seems that he already knew where Philip was hiding, but he waited until I became a cadre from Mori Ogai before telling me.
Like what he can do.
In front of you, you can see houses everywhere on Radium Bowl Street. There are houses built of plastic boards and wooden boards. No one would have guessed that the people who live here are the ones who take the children of the prime minister and congressmen as hostages.
The puppet opened the door first, startling the foreigner who was holding a teacup inside, and the teacup fell to the ground. He looked at the transparent puppet in horror, chanting words such as demons and prayers.
What a waste to just kill him, first ask the truth about my kidnapping.
I'm very curious about that subconscious hypnosis that I can't refuse.
Philip took out a gun from his pocket and opened it randomly. I sideways avoided the bullets, and through the perspective of the puppet, I saw Philip open the door from the back of the house.
Naturally, I also placed a puppet in the back. Just as the puppet was about to catch him, Philip yelled: "Something fell."
I was taken aback, and subconsciously dodged to dodge, and the puppet under my control also stood still, allowing Philip to escape by taking advantage of the loophole.
Damn.
Is that how psychological hints are used in the first place?
We are on the top floor of Radium Bowl Street, next to the high-rise buildings in the concession, and falling objects from above are common, I was already worried and always on guard, and now I ask Philip to use his ability...
I manipulated the puppet to catch up quickly, and I followed closely behind.
【Hundred lines of zombie】
A ferocious looking worm appeared out of nowhere, flying in the sky, faster than humans, and it spread out to bite Philip's clothes.
"There is debris in front of you."
My face froze, I jumped into the air in front of me, and the sudden jump disrupted my pursuit.
Chasing this guy is too troublesome.
At the corner in front of him, Eli was released, and a huge electric current blocked Philip's escape route. Immediately afterwards, Baixing Zombie bit on it, biting off a piece of flesh on Philip's leg.
"An object falling from above." Philip clutched his bitten leg in pain, and staggered up to the top of a room.
Falling object?Philip didn't even look where we were, what was falling on the middle level of Radium Bowl Street.
Bai Xing could fly, and easily floated up, biting his other leg. Avery, who was strong and strong, used his strength to get on the roof and kicked Philip down.
I walked forward with a sneer and looked at Philip who was in a state of embarrassment with his legs crippled: "Do you remember me?"
The bright blue silk thread climbed up Philip's neck silently, looking from a distance as if he was wrapped in a snake, and pierced fiercely into his heart.
Philip shook his head blankly.
ha?He doesn't know me?
"You don't know me, how did you add psychological hints to me?" I frowned.
"You have my supernatural mark on you, but I really don't know you," Philip said.
He is also confused.
"Nako Suzumiya, a member of the Port Mafia, you know."
Philip nodded: "Someone told me that the port mafia was looking for me, and then helped me manipulate Nako Suzumiya."
anyone?
I seem to have vaguely grasped the truth of the matter: "Who is that person?"
"He used a voice changer to command me remotely." Philip said, "He was helping me by controlling Suzumiya Nako and some people from the Port Mafia."
"My ability has two types: psychological suggestion and brainwashing. The former only needs specific music. After the ability imprint is formed, it is enough to issue instructions remotely."
help?
Is the person behind the scenes a pawn buried in the Port Mafia by the Rat of the House of Death?
"Then you, didn't you ever give an order for someone to go somewhere?"
Unexpectedly, Philip shook his head: "No, the order to go to a certain place cannot be done by pure psychological suggestion."
No?
how is this possible.
"Then have you ever given an order to make someone lose their memory?"
"Yes." Philip hesitated for a moment, and said, "I told the people behind the scenes that hints alone can't make people lose their memory, and I have to be exposed to brainwashing for a while, but it's enough for the person to tell me to give instructions, no need Ask more."
Psychological suggestion is a habit formed by human beings for the purpose of self-protection during the long evolutionary process. Philip's ability is to turn psychological suggestion into external motivation.
For example, Miss Secretary, in a daze, was taken to a dungeon with ten deaths and no life for interrogation. Knowing her betrayal, imposing hints on her that she would die can easily drive a person crazy.
Another example is that I am on the upper floor of Radium Bowl Street. There are falling objects and debris that can trip people.
Based on this speculation, my amnesia is voluntary.
I volunteered to go somewhere, saw something there, and volunteered to be ordered to lose my memory.
"Next question..."
Dodging to avoid a bullet that hit my arm, I turned my head to look, and it was the member of the Armed Detective Agency, the member named Doppo Kunikida, who pointed his gun at me.
I frowned, Armed Detective Agency, found us so quickly?
"Don't kill him," Kunikida Doppo said.
"I want to ask him a few questions, and I won't kill him for the time being." I said lightly.
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The author has something to say:
Verlaine and Rimbaud are really a magical combination of 64 card kings and kings that can still lose
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