[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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"I want to take him away." Kunikida Doppo ignored me, holding his gun stubbornly: "Mr. Ranpo asked me to tell you, don't ask, this guy doesn't know anything."

Don't ask?

What's the meaning.

Ranpo Edogawa knows, what is it that I voluntarily forgot?

Then ask Edogawa Ranpo.

A little more bribery, it should be fine.

"Understood." I turned my head: "The last question, after answering, I will let you go."

Philip nodded awkwardly.

"Hi." Kunikida Doppo called out.

"Because of my own selfishness, I want to ask a question." I looked at Kunikida Doppo, Ellie flashed behind him, knocked out his gun, and said, "It has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, I ignored Doppo Kunikida who was frightened, and asked Philip what I thought.

"Why are you doing it again after you quit four years ago? What did the Rat of the House of Death promise you?"

Philip was taken aback for a moment, and then changed his obedient answering manner, with a crazy smile on his face: "Because Yulia, a sweet girl like an angel, died, and I want to atone for her sins, but she didn't die, why should I suppress myself?" .”

Yulia, the last girl killed by Philip four years ago, was 15 years old. She already had a clear self, an age at which it was difficult to be hypnotized to commit suicide.

"She's not dead?" I frowned.

"Mr. Fyodor showed me the picture of Yulia, she is not dead, she is grown up, she lied to me, she knew from the beginning that I was the murderer who coaxed those children to die, she used love Lied to me with feigned death, trying to make me feel guilty, but it's okay, I love her, Yulia, hateful sweet little liar..."

Philip's crazy appearance made me feel a little uncomfortable. Putting away the ability, Philip screamed and fell to the ground.

I spread my hands innocently: "I didn't move."

He himself couldn't stand my power and died.

When Kunikida came up alone to investigate Philip's life and death, I put away my white stiffness, turned around and left with Avery.

"Same as Ranpo-san said..." I heard Kunikida Doppo calling someone.

Ranpo Edogawa, did he predict that Mori Ogai would let me kill Philip?

You call this reasoning?

I suspect that Edogawa Ranpo's ability is to predict the future.

Leaving Rabochi Street, I stopped by to buy two lunch boxes, then went to report to Mori Ogai, then went back to the office, and sent Osamu Dazai a message to wait for me.

I'm sitting in my office chair, trying out my newly killed psychic.

Why not wait for Osamu Dazai to come and release Philip?

Because I have an inexplicable feeling that I can control him without being disqualified from the world.

A platinum-haired young man appeared in front of my eyes, exactly the same as the one I killed just now.

The power fluctuation was within the controllable range, I opened my palm, and Ellie appeared beside Philip.

The Supernatural Secret Service...what surgery did it do to me?

Because there is no nano bomb in my spine like in the movie, I have a serious face.

"Qianli, you don't know the little slug's face after you became a cadre, hahahaha." Dazai. Before seeing him, let's listen to his voice first. Zhi pushed open the door, and laughed happily: "Mr. Mori did a good job."

He saw Philip and Ellie with their backs to him, with the same smile on their faces, closed the door gently, and walked to me: "The ability is well controlled."

I froze for a moment, then said, "Indeed."

Then I told him my concerns about nanobombs and body modification.

Osamu Dazai laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath. He patted me on the shoulder and told me not to worry about this: "Do something to the transcendent that the government wants to support? The Supernatural Secret Service Division is not crazy yet."

"You know that laboratory belongs to the Supernatural Secret Service?" I raised my eyebrows.

"I know." Dazai nodded as he should: "Didn't Mr. Mori tell you?"

Oh yes.

"It's been found out." Osamu Dazai walked around behind me, put his head on my shoulders, put his hands around my shoulders, and said in a cold voice: "The Supernatural Secret Service got you from Philip, and then wants to guide you. Playing a scene by yourself, helping you control the ability, using this as a threat, but the intervention of the hound and the investigation of the port mafia disrupted their plan."

Is that right?

I feel the temperature of Osamu Dazai behind me, feeling a little dazed.

This is a back movement, very intimate and dangerous.

Osamu Dazai's arm is around my neck, his heart is attached to the back of my chest, the temperature of the skin is transmitted to each other, there is an illusion of breathing together and beating together.

I really trust Dazai more and more.

"Mr. Mori also used this to blackmail a lot of things from the Supernatural Secret Service." Osamu Dazai's words pushed the credibility of his remarks to the peak.

He kissed my side face, blew mischievously, then let me go quickly, and clapped his hands lightly: "Come on, Qianli, let me see your new ability."

All my thoughts were disturbed by Osamu Dazai's sudden attack, I stretched out my hand and rubbed the place where I was blown just now: "Yeah."

Philip's ability lies in the voice. The problem is that the ability body can't speak.

But when I let him out, I kind of figured out how to use it.

I have sensory communication with the puppet, but not with the supernatural body. For example, the puppet is a puppet, and the supernatural body is my shikigami.

When Philip was released, it was different from Avery and the others. I felt the feeling of a puppet. I turned my head and looked at Osamu Dazai, no, he has [Disqualification in the World].

"What does it feel like?" Osamu Dazai asked, "Philip can make so many people commit suicide because he is a psychologist. Except for his speaking skills, his abilities are just useless psychological hints."

"No, it's very useful." I told Osamu Dazai about the tricks he set me up for when I was chasing Philip on Rabo Street: "It's a bit like a verbal spirit, using sound or music to give psychological hints."

To tell the truth, this superpower acts as a male publicist, coaxing the rich woman to spend money for others, and her annual income should not exceed [-] million.

No matter how bad it is to be a salesperson, recommending houses and cars is better than killing people.

"It's a good negotiating technique." Osamu Dazai said thoughtfully: "As long as the other party has a little intention to facilitate this deal, and release psychological hints to him..."

Well, Philip really played a good hand and a bad one.

I put Philip away, and that feeling went away, and I let him out again, and it was there again.

Tsk, do you still have to bring Philip with you in future negotiations, dumb secretary?

I calculated the consumption of my powers and found that I could make Philip show up 24 hours a day, and then let Mr. Secretary give Philip an identity.

Osamu Dazai took out a small speaker from his pocket, I took a closer look, isn't this the one owned by Miss Secretary?

"Specific tracks can be completed to replace the hints of words." Osamu Dazai stuffed the small speaker into my hand: "This piece is the posthumous work of a talented girl named Yulia at the music academy."

Julia?

"Is she still alive?"

"Dead." Osamu Dazai said, "The rat tricked him."

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