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

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I shook off the blue-purple blood stained on "Xue Ji", took a deep breath, and looked at the battlefield full of corpses.

What fell on the ground was not a human being, but a monster produced by a supernatural experiment, with a head and body in the shape of a rainbow bean, a bouncing villain, with fangs that were even more exaggerated than a hundred-line rigidity, uncontrollable, and caught Cutting off the head will turn into blue and purple pieces.

As long as there is a whole body left, as long as he does not need a limited number of weapons blessed by supernatural power crystals to kill, I can contract the entire battlefield by myself.

This thing exists just to annoy me.

Can you pay attention to the appearance of the experimental subject when you conduct supernatural experiments?

They are so ignorant that they don't pay attention to sealing and let the experiment escape from the body. Why can't the money be spent on appearance.

"When can I finish killing..." I sighed.

The most outrageous thing about them is that there is no signal in this ghost place, and I can't receive what happened in the country at all.

In the African wasteland, there are a large number of supernatural experimental subjects, and they are troublesome. It is really troublesome that the mice have worked so hard to find this place. In other words, trouble them to use the pages of books to create this perfect place to isolate me.

The mouse took so much effort to get me away, what kind of big move did they hold back?

How is Yokohama doing now?

"Going to eat, Mr. Boye." Tiaoye Caiju suddenly appeared, the blood on his saber was thickly piled up, and it seemed that he didn't bother to wipe it off.

"Can you eat it?" I silently glanced at the ground meat.

Tiaoye Caiju smiled slightly: "I can't see."

"..." Indeed, this ghost thing has no peculiar smell, not to mention the peculiar smell, not even the smell of blood. The air smells of the hot land and dry grass in Africa.

"Let's go, wipe your knife." I took out two towels from my pocket and threw one to Ye Caiju: "To be honest, I sincerely doubt that you couldn't see this."

"Although I lost my light, I got more things, Mr. Boye." Tiaoye Caiju took the towel, wiped the general knife from top to bottom, and then put it back into the sheath.

"Actually, this mission, apart from being a little troublesome, is simply outrageously simple. Mr. Tie Chang and I followed the captain to the man-wolf time. Each of the 10 wolves is a hundred times more dangerous than this thing. More importantly, , the smell of flesh and blood is so strong that it makes people sick."

10 wolves, I recalled the information I read in the Supernatural Secret Service Section, and casually complained: "Can't they be careful when they do supernatural experiments?"

"Who knows what they are studying." Tiaoye Caiju nodded in agreement: "It is estimated that all the experimental funds were used to apply for international aid to deal with the aftermath."

"Wow Kaka, kid!" Okura Yeko waved to us in front of the temporary camp: "Softy and cold big cushion, hurry up!"

I silently summoned the jellyfish.

Okura Yeko was very satisfied with me as a tool person, occupied the jellyfish, moved from the small chair with a natural face of Suehiro Tiechang calmly, and Joye Caiju sat on it happily.

The jellyfish is bad luck for a group of people who ignore its toxicity.

"I said, don't you feel its toxicity at all?" I sat quietly on the small chair, watching Okura Yeko who was about to bite a jellyfish, and Suehiro Tetsugu who actually took a bite of a jellyfish, couldn't bear it Stop asking out loud.

Forget about the former, the cute loli in military uniform is playing around, and the latter... why are you biting my jellyfish?This thing is a cushion, right?

My jellyfish is not clean anymore.

"Yes, my tongue is numb." Suehiro Tieshe let go of his mouth, and took a bite of the African specialty bread distributed by the Supernatural Association.

As a colleague, Okura Yeko was also shocked by Suehiro Tiechang's behavior: "...For a hound, this level of poison is nothing."

She silently added: "As long as you don't eat it in your stomach."

"Meteor Slash can be renamed." Tiaoye Caiju silently moved a little away from Suguang Tiechang, with an undisguised disgust on his face: "What is this bread made of? It tastes so strange."

"It is said to be a local specialty, the powder of a kind of tree in the dense forest." Suehiro Tieshang said: "I took it on purpose. In fact, there are bread and fried avocados, but Miss Yezi won't let me take it."

Well done, Miss Yezi.

Out of curiosity, I took a bite of the bread, and said that the bread was not in shape, and the taste was firmer than flour products, a little sour, and very rough. I suddenly chewed something hard, and when I took it out, it was bark...

My chewing movement stopped suddenly: "Did the Psychic Association say it is a special product? How special is it?"

"It is said that it was exchanged with the local tribe, so that the supernatural beings who came to help can experience the local customs." Okura Yeko replied.

I spit it out silently, then picked up the bottled water to rinse my mouth, and waited until the taste was gone before I said, "Have you watched the documentary about the primitive tribes in Africa?"

"They use the heart of the tree to make their staple bread, because there is no developed machine to process it... Believe me, you don't want to know how this thing is made."

With hands like dead bark, step on the heart juice squeezed out of the feet covered with mud and calluses in the wild, and then dry the starchy deposits on the banana leaves......

I took another two sips of water to suppress my shock, and in order to make myself better, under the curious gazes of Okura Yeko and Jono Caiju, I calmly told his production method.

Then I happily enjoyed the bullying inside the hound, and my fingers were pressed and beaten.

No, thinking that I chewed this thing just now, I want to do it too.

"What are you doing?" Fukuchi Sakurachi's characteristic hearty male voice sounded: "Young people are so energetic."

Tiaoye Caiju sat on Suehiro Tiechang's head: "Captain, what does the Supernatural Association say? When can those ghosts be killed?"

"I can't tell." Fukuchi Sakura scratched her head madly: "Those things are replicable, and the Ability Association is already tracking and tracking the mother body, with little success."

It means that if you can't find the mother body, killing is for nothing.

I silently raised my hand: "Can I apply to stay somewhere with a signal?"

"It's on the plane of the Psychic Association." Fukuchi Sakura thought for two seconds: "Do you have electronic addiction, Mr. Boba?"

I shook my head at Fukuchi Sakurachi's ridicule: "Report that the children at home are safe."

"Child?" Tiaoye Caiju was shocked: "I remember Mr. Bo Ye, is your lover a man?"

"Adopted." I explained: "It is said that it is a child, and it is five years younger than me... Thinking about it this way, it is actually a brotherhood."

After eating, I rubbed Fukuchi Sakura's face, and wandered to a place with a signal.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Fudi."

"Haha, you're welcome, just drop in." Fukuchi Sakura smirked twice: "What's the name of the child of Mr. Boba's family? Are you interested in joining the military and police?"

"He already has a job." I casually substituted in: "It's the job of saving people."

"It's a pity, then I'll be leaving, Mr. Boye, you can talk slowly." Fukuchi Sakurachi didn't get entangled, and was as straightforward as ever.

"Okay, I'll go back after contacting my family." I waved goodbye to Fukuchi Sakurachi, turned on the phone, and the phone, which had no signal since the plane landed, restarted, and text messages popped up one by one.

I clicked on Osamu Dazai first, and my pupils dilated.

Osamu Dazai: The president was attacked, and he has been in a coma. The powers of Ms. Yosano and me were useless. I went to the scene, and the priest did it. The reason for the coma is unknown.

The time when the message was sent was last night.