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

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When I mention this, I think of the impressive one-month journey to solve the case.

You may not believe it, but I didn't show up in time because the wrong person was imprinted... Wait, Edogawa Ranpo even counts this?

I remembered that Edogawa Ranpo never told me to come back soon from the beginning to the end, which is too scary.

"Are you the boss that Fyodor said?" I stuck a needle in my arm and looked at Fudi Yingchi in disbelief: "So, in Africa, Mohar, no, Gogol, he and you In the conference room, it's not about filming, but meeting the leader..."

Maybe the high-ranking official who insisted on me leaving Yokohama was just a target pushed by Fukuji Sakurachi.

"It's me." Fukuchi Sakura admitted: "I didn't expect Boba-kun to turn back. In order to deal with other people, I arranged for guards who knew Mohar."

I squinted my eyes, my heart was occupied by disbelief and killing intent.

"However, what can you do with this toddler's body?" Fukuchi Sakura put her hand on her chin, as if thinking: "No, if it's Boye-kun, the toddler's body seems to be troublesome, so, the last time Invitation, do you want to join us, Bo Ye-kun."

"Are you kidding me?" Feeling the return of the ability, I frowned, and took out "Xue Ji" from the ability space: "Why is it you."

Then I subtly found that I was only ten centimeters taller than the sword, and with my current wrist strength, it was exhausting to hold it.

Looking at Fudi Yingchi, with a bright and upright look, with a saber straddling his waist, he always feels that he has lost in terms of aura.

"Are you asking about my motive?" Fukuchi Sakura thought seriously for two seconds. He leaned against the wall as if he was very relaxed: "Whether it's a terrorist attack or a murder, I don't take pleasure in it."

"Because I do it because I have to."

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help but said: "Must? What you have to do is to surrender yourself. Why are you doing this."

The pure-hearted, kind-hearted young man who was as dazzling as the sun looked at Fukuji Sakurachi in puzzlement.

"Did the battlefield change you, or were you tortured by the enemy?"

Fukuchi Sakurachi revealed an expression of interest: "Torture, I do have experience, but it's the experience of torturing others."

"I remember the details very clearly. The number of broken fingers, smashed internal organs, and the number of people begged to "kill me" is not only soldiers, but ordinary people, women, and children. I have killed them all."

"Before this, I was nothingness. Neither Fukuzawa nor you can figure out what is going on on the battlefield, so I believe the nonsense of [a country with good intentions]." Fukuchi Sakurachi took a deep breath and said slowly He took out a cigarette pouch from his pocket: "I feel alive only when I am on the battlefield."

"At this point, everything is clear. Because of the country, because of the existence of order, the hell called [War] was born."

"Then, it's better to have nothing at all from the beginning."

Atsushi Nakajima asked: "Does it refer to the purpose of the five declines of heaven and man, to destroy the country? Then you say, the war will disappear only when a country is eliminated."

"all countries."

It's crazy.

"In your eyes, order is a crime?" I was a little hard to understand Fukuji Sakurachi's actions: "But there is no war now, you want to break the peace and provoke it? Provoke a war you hate?"

Fukuchi Sakurachi didn't answer me directly, but asked me a question: "Mr. Boye, you once said that whether you save people or kill people, it's just because of orders, right?"

"I said it." I clenched the "Xue Ji" standing on the ground, and I always felt that what Fukuji Sakurachi would say next was not good for me: "So, defeating you and saving the world is also because of orders."

"A hero who saves the world?" Sakura Fukuchi looked at me jokingly: "Chiba Chisato, a cadre of the port mafia, 1055 cases of murder, intimidation, fraud, etc. A battle of tens of thousands of dragons."

"Similarly, Qianli Suye, an agent of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, has participated in 31 cases of international aid, and you have been through three of the [Ten Disasters] that would destroy the world. Each time you have made great achievements and made extraordinary contributions."

"A 22-year-old hero who is also an executioner."

A curl of white mist rises, exuding a choking breath in the limited space, and it spreads slowly.

Under Atsushi Nakajima's incredulous gaze, I slowly said: "I remember, I remember the corpses all over the street, some of them were made by myself, and I also remember the orphans who were displaced because of this, the dragon head war, indeed, I did it myself If you provoke me, if you satisfy me, there will be no leading war..."

"Do you think I will find an excuse to deny my crime?" I tilted my head: "There is no Chiba, there is Wanli Suba, Mori Ogai who didn't give the order, and Mori Ori, who really caused this incident The war is caused by the chaotic underground forces in Yokohama, similarly, the war you hate is provoked only because the world is too bad, that’s all.”

"From the very beginning, I have been very clear about my position. I am a knife, heinous, but only a knife."

Therefore, it is impossible to break me down psychologically and break me down.

Who can shake the sobriety of a person who knows the law and violates the law.

"I am the one who kills, the country gives the order, you are the one who gives the order, and the port mafia gives the order." Fukuchi Sakura stared at me like a hawk: "Killing because of an order, as a knife to do evil, no, We are the same, we don't feel that this is doing evil, we don't care about "evil" in the eyes of outsiders."

"As the captain of the hound, you are a living hero, and you are the leader of the terrorist organization Five Decays of Heaven and Man...... So, we are indeed quite alike." I thought: "What do you want to prove, our similarity Do you know that it is impossible for me to join forces with you, he personally tied me to Yokohama, how could I go against his wishes and take the opposite path?"

"Your emotions are very interesting, sudden love at first sight, and strangely deep love." Fukuchi Sakura shook his head lightly: "You are a pure knife, the "necromancer" of the mafia, "" Roone", very good, but you are driven by the only love, and you keep saying that you can keep your sanity."

"You are too contradictory, Thin Ye Qianli, no psychological expert can see through your behavior."

"Just now you said we were the same, and you said I was contradictory, so what about you?" I hit the nail on the head: "Can't you understand what you are doing?"

Because of love, he was driven by Osamu Dazai, and because he was powerless to resist, he was driven by the port mafia and the special agent department. Later, he gradually became bound and refused to leave. What is so difficult to understand.

To me, Fukuchi Sakurachi is the most difficult to penetrate, because of the trauma of the battlefield, he chose to destroy the country.

"So, has the talk collapsed?" Fukuchi Sakura sighed, "I really don't want to start a fight here."

"Then, before the war, can I ask you, why did you try so hard to save the armed detective agency that has nothing to do with you?"

I raised my hand, and a vast white mist lifted from the room. When I was chatting with Fukuji Sakura just now, all the time-delaying layouts were activated: "He has begged me so much, how can I not think hard about countermeasures."

The undercover agent of Sigma and Izumi Kyoka, the imprint of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and the antibody trained by the ability inhibition liquid sent by Yunju Jinshan.

"Save the detective agency, Chisato." The noisy white mist quickly swept across the room, and my voice was also swallowed up. Fukuchi Sakura's astonished face was covered by the thick fog: "That's what Dazai told me."