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

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"You told me to pretend to be a slave trader and join them?" I was in an uproar when I saw the plan handed over to me by the representative of the Central Asian government army.

No wonder the king of the country is so downcast that he is offering rewards on the black market. What kind of plan is this.

If I didn't know that they didn't know that I was a high-level criminal group and only regarded me as a government official, I would have thought that my information had been leaked.

"This is the most convenient way to get close to "Sand Wolf". We can lend you manpower."

I was shocked for a moment: "Aren't you afraid that I can't help but kill all those traders, and then the "Sand Wolf" will get the news and be alert?"

I am a righteous person who came to help in the name of the government from a country where no one has ever traded.

The government let me get through the mission through illegal means.

"This is just a plan, sir. The slave trade is a feature of the desert, and the government can't do anything about it. Moreover, the "Sand Wolf" is a very cunning criminal group that will only cooperate with the same desperadoes."

Coincidentally, I am the top of the criminal group Port Mafia.

I don't know whether Mori Ogai likes the plan of negotiating a deal with them and then destroying them all.

The task of the government forces is only to assist in the extermination, not directly, which shows that the government forces are greedy for the legacy of the "sand wolf".

I'll make some money before that, is it okay?

"I see, give me the information about "Sand Wolf"." I stretched out my hand and looked at Philip who was standing behind me, acting as a bodyguard, and another short-haired Englishman who had the ability to translate any language in [World Village], This is the lineup I've worked out.

Philip is used for negotiations, and the translator stands there, so I can communicate with foreigners. I can understand his words, and he can understand mine.

This translator was found for me by Mori Ogai. Who told him that he has supernatural powers. It is very useful for a person who is going on a business trip.

Phillip and the interpreter, through my use of their powers, are pure mascots.

Fortunately, I applied for "Xue Ji" from the Supernatural Secret Service Division when I was on a business trip, otherwise the force value of this lineup would be low.

Isn't it a bit weird for a combination of Russians, British and Japanese to do business with criminal groups in the desert?

Who cares, anyway, I will take the money and not the goods, just silence it when the time comes.

The desert is not quite the same as my impression. I stood at the border and looked at the dirty sand mixed with grass stems and impurities. The air at this time was already very dry and hot. It was desolate and hot, which really made people unhappy. .

I hold "Xue Ji", the blade is cold, driving away part of the heat, I am grateful to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

It seems that it is impossible to go alone in the desert. Food and shelter, there are [narrow passages] are not a problem at all, the problem is that the endless desert has no commanding heights, no reference objects, I am afraid that I will get lost.

The local black market is especially easy to find, because basically all the streets do out-of-the-world trade.

This is a black market, outrageous, not a market, but a city, not under the jurisdiction of any country, smuggling gangs, chambers of commerce, mafia, all kinds of illegal transactions are generated again.

Compared with here, Laser Street is good. At least when you look up there, you can still see gorgeous houses in the concession. No matter how you look up here, they are all dirty, blood-stained and dusty houses.

One can see hope, the other is full of despair, but in the end they are not much different.

I added a combination of two supernatural beings, young and clean, dressed in a neat suit and windbreaker, which was incompatible with the local robes, walking on the road, the mice in the dark almost stared at us with their eyes.

That's exactly what I was looking for, what's quicker to ask a local about something?

I stepped on the head of a strong man, and "Xue Ji" froze the blood flowing out from the scratch on his neck.

Looking to the side, a total of eight swarthy strong men fell to the ground and wailed. Most of their hands and feet were stuck to the ground by ice cubes. This was the effect of "Xue Ji", and the blood became glue.

In this scene, there are blood-red ice cubes on the loess. It is really beautiful. I subconsciously took out my mobile phone to take a picture, and sent it over habitually, but was stunned.

Who do I send it to?

Grass, I mass send.

With a blank expression, I sent a group of photos called exotic scenery to Nakahara Chuya, Ozaki Koyo, Mori Ogai and even Edogawa Ranpo.

"Forgive me, my lord." The ability of translation allows me to understand his words, [World Village], will translate the language I know well in my mind.

The twittering foreign languages ​​around me were counted into my mind under the translation of the supernatural ability. Most of them were guessing the identities of our group and laughing at the fact that the thugs of the Chamber of Commerce named "Crescent Moon" made a rash move and were taught a lesson.

"I'm here for the first time, and I need a place to stay, do you understand?" I retracted my foot and gently shook the blood stained on "Xue Ji".

"Understand, understand, thank you for not killing me." The strong man who was able to move got up tremblingly.

"I came here to discuss business with my allies, and I have no intention of causing trouble." Holding "Xue Ji" in one hand, I took the paper towel presented by Philip, wiped the clean blade, and then put it back into the scabbard: "Go Bar."

The above words are for the people around. There are not many smuggling gangs or chambers of commerce who are not curious about the business of powerful oriental guests.

The "Crescent" Chamber of Commerce, which dared to be the first bird, was a medium-sized force in the local area. It made a fortune by transporting daily necessities, and transported those exquisite foreign trade products to the black market to buy them for the rich.

I sat opposite their leader, and I was a little disgusted with the environment, the loess room, the dim lights, and an unpleasant stuffy smell in the air.

"I'm staying for a while, and I can help you solve a little trouble, how about it."

"Why can't you hand over the business you mentioned to Crescent Moon?"

"You can't do it." I said bluntly, "An organization of this scale...don't want to be wiped out, so don't interfere with my business."

"What is the scale of your ideal partner?" Yueya's leader asked suspiciously: ""Yueya" has a hundred strong and strong thugs who can escort the goods."

"One thousand, that's a big business, you won't suffer if you protect me." I took a sip of the water that was brought up, and then put down the glass: "Can you give me a bottle of this poison?"

The leader turned pale with shock: "What are you talking about, what kind of poison?"

"Of course it's the poison in the water." I disdainfully took the bottled water from the translator and rinsed my mouth: "Don't you know? It seems that you have to be careful about the adjutants around you."

The poison was not given by the leader. The method was very clumsy, but it was very useful.

It's a pity, what does the undercurrent of "Crescent Moon" have to do with me? They want to use me as a knife instead of looking at their own level.

"I think the hotel should provide guests with comfortable living conditions before they can charge money, don't you think so?"

The leader also wanted to understand, he clenched his fist: "I will, sir."

"Do you need my help?" "Crescent Moon" provided me with a place to live. I will help once, and I will finish the help earlier.

The leader of Crescent Moon is not an idiot, he shook his head respectfully: "You should rest first, I will take care of it."

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The author has something to say:

I found a novel with more than 900 chapters, ahem, I am too lazy to type.

It is said that the next seven or eight chapters will be on business trips in Central Asia, and they will probably stay for a long time, so that Zai can reflect on himself√

In other words, Mr. Zhuanwen wrote until the end of the first season, and he was trying to figure out how to make a combination of thousands of miles.

Also, there is really little news about the bell tower servants in the original book, so I dare not write scribbles for fear of being slapped in the face.

The organizations offering rewards to Atsushi Nakajima include Combination, Clock Tower Attendant, and Mouse of the House of Death, but it is the combination that funded it. What role does the Clock Tower Attendant play?publicity?

But the setting of the bell tower attendants is an official British organization, so how can they cooperate with the terrorists, the Rat of the Dead House, is really amazing.

I tried my best to preserve the diamond interaction between Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa. After all, fighting Ryuhiko Shibusawa is enough to survive a thousand miles. It is probably the setting of an angel crushing his skull.

Thousands of miles away, sticking with Dazai in the white mist?

It's really hard to write this kind of fan who walks the plot