Special investigation report from Yokohama

Although it was a skeleton, out of trust in Sanriyue, Hong Yao believed that it should not be an ordinary skeleton.She took the skeleton and observed it carefully, and found several obvious scars on its eye sockets.

Those were a few deep scratches, judging by the width, they should have been left after being attacked by a large ferocious beast.There is a little guy who raises a tiger at home, Hong Yao easily guessed the identity of the "beast": "Is it Lord Dun?"

"Hahahaha, the master guesses right." Sanriyue nodded to the skeleton, "Then, how about master guessing who this is again?"

This will be difficult for Hong Yao, she thought for a long time, but shook her head.This person had been dead for a long time at first glance, and she probably hadn't been to this world at that time, so how could she know her.

"His name is Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

Seeing that Hong Yao was still a little dazed, Sanri Yuezong made a further reminder: "He Wandian had tracked him down for a long time, the master must have known about it."

Hong Yao thought about it for a while before digging it out of her mind.When she first received the mission, Tsurumaru Kuninaga was indeed investigating "the strange dense fog that accompanied the retrograde army".Osamu Dazai later told her that it was a manifestation of the ability of a person with supernatural powers, and after the retrograde army was wiped out, she stopped paying attention to that case.There will always be many useless clues in the investigation. She originally thought that the so-called "dense fog" was the same, so she didn't connect it with the current Yokohama in the first place.

Facing Yue Zongjin's playful eyes on the last three days, Hong Yao coughed awkwardly: "Didn't I not expect it - I will pay attention next time."

As she said that, she forcibly changed the subject while walking forward: "It seems that that person—I mean Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's supernatural power is stronger than what I feel. But since he is dead , now the one who controls this mist..."

"It's the mist itself."

Hong Yao was slightly taken aback, and quickly figured it out: "His ability is really alive?"

"Well, from this point of view, it looks very similar to the old man."

"It's not the same." Hong Yao retorted subconsciously.Mikazuki Zongjin didn't insist either, and nodded very unprincipledly following Hongyao's words: "Well, it's different if the master says otherwise. In short, he forgot the death of 'Shibusawa Tatsuhiko' and his own 'supernatural power' existence, and has been acting as Tatsuhiko Shibusawa."

There was a bit of a sigh in Sanriyue's voice, no matter as a "person" or as a "fusangshen", forgetting one's own existence is a terrible thing.He has no grievances with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, watching him step by step towards his destined destiny, he can't help but lament the impermanence of human affairs.

Hong Yao held Sanriyue's sleeve with her free hand, comforting him silently.Sanri Yuezong accepted the consolation calmly, and even spread his palms to the judge: "Hahaha, it's okay to hold hands."

Instead, Hong Yao immediately withdrew her hand: "I'm not a child anymore."

Even when she took office, she was not at the age that could be called a "child"-but it was probably because her age was too different from the swordsmen, and Sankayue and the others always treated themselves as children.

"Yes, yes, the master has grown up too." San Riyue nodded solemnly in agreement.

It was obviously useless to argue with the old man, Hong Yao had no choice but to change the topic again: "Besides Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, do you know anyone else who is the mastermind of this incident? Did Dostoevsky participate? "

"Oh, does the master know him?"

Hong Yao shook her head: "I heard about him from Dazai."

Mikami Tsukimune was keenly aware of the familiar tone of the god judge when he mentioned Osamu Dazai. Thinking of Tsurumaru's protection of Osamu Dazai, it is not difficult to guess her relationship with him.Sanri Yuezong didn't answer Hong Yao's question directly, but instead sighed: "The master is very familiar with that Dazai hall."

Just like Sanri Yuezong knew Hongyao, Hongyao also knew Sanri Yuezong.He mentioned Osamu Dazai in a tone that was not like mentioning a stranger, Hong Yao asked, "Don't Sankayue like him?"

"That's not true, the old man is just worried about the master."

Osamu Dazai's image of being full of heart and mind is indeed not the kind of friend children should make in the eyes of parents.Hong Yao nodded understandingly, and defended him: "In fact, he has helped me a lot, and he also values ​​friends very much. I believe he will not do anything to me."

"Friend." Sanriyue said with a smile.Hong Yao suspected that there was something in his words, and was about to ask, when San Riyue said, "It's the old man who was worrying too much. Since the master thinks so, let's do it—well, the California Palace often says that."

"Then what is Sanriyue going to do now?" Hong Yao asked back.

"Hmm..." Sanri Yuezong thought about it seriously for a moment, "There is still one thing to do."

Facing Hong Yao's suspicious gaze, Sankaiyue revealed Dostoevsky's plan: "The gentleman who came with me entrusted me with the task of assassinating a young detective."

Hong Yao was a little surprised: "Mr. Luanbu?"

If the fog debilitates the Yokohama superpowers, Ranpo Edogawa, who is not a superpower and has considerable insight, will undoubtedly become an obstacle for Dostoevsky to achieve his goal.Thinking about it this way, it makes sense to send someone to assassinate him.Now that Sankayue didn't act as planned, I don't know if Dostoyevsky will notice it. Just in case, Hong Yao still plans to go to the detective agency.

San Riyue saw Hong Yao's intentions and accompanied her to the Armed Detective Agency.Shibusawa Ryuhiko's ability relies on the fog to divide the space. Although it is difficult to be attacked, as long as he masters the method, it is quite easy for people trapped in the fog to break through.Hong Yao led Sanri Yuezong out of the mist, and soon came to the other side that was not shrouded by supernatural powers.

There were not many people wandering around in the middle of the night, and the side of ordinary people was even quieter than Yokohama where people with supernatural powers lived.The two walked through the deserted street, and from a distance, they saw a figure walking around under the red building of the detective agency.

"Mr. Luanbu!" Hong Yao shouted, speeding up his steps to meet him.

"You're here." Edogawa Ranbu stood at the entrance of the corridor and glanced at Hong Yao without any surprise.

His mood was not too high, and he was a little listless when he listened carefully.Hong Yao was subconsciously concerned: "Mr. Ranbu, what's wrong?"

Edogawa took off his detective hat randomly, and gave her a complicated look.The meaning expressed by this glance is somewhere between "Why are you here" and "Why are you here", which makes Hong Yao, who is already confused and acting abnormally, even more confused.

"Is it related to me?" She tried to figure out what the detective was thinking, "Mr. Ranpo has already been assassinated?"

With this question, Hong Yao discovered that there were indeed a string of thin blood spots on Edogawa Ranpo's clothes, like spattering marks.It was only because of the small amount of blood and the darkness of the sky that she didn't notice it immediately.

It seems that the devil really has a backup.

Hong Yao immediately put on a serious look: "Follow me back to the shrine first, Mr. Ranpo. I'm afraid it's not safe here."

"It's safe here." Edogawa Ranbu sighed resentfully, and emphasized again, "This is the safest place."

"But Dostoevsky may have other assassins..."

"It's all been solved by me." A soft male voice sounded not far away.

Hearing the familiar voice, Hong Yao was in a daze.Before she could figure out who it was, Sanriyue had already greeted Higiri with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for four years, Hikiri is so embarrassed."

"San Ri Yue Dian said that about me, I'm afraid it's not appropriate." Mustache cut back with a hidden needle.His figure was dim, and he had an arm cut off in the battle with another Shinjikiri, and with blood stains all over his body, he looked quite embarrassing indeed.

However, facing the worry in Shang Hongyao's eyes, he still had the leeway to squint her eyes and smile: "It's just a few low-level killers, well, I don't think the allies of Sanriyue Palace are only of this level."

Even if he loses his right hand, Fu Sangshen's instinct to use a sword will not be lost.Higakiri held the Taidao in his left hand, seeing Hongyao's eyes lingering on the blade, he wiped the blood off the sword with his clothes, and put the Taidao back into the scabbard: "Toriyamaru went to look for you anyway, obviously he did it at the beginning. I am very opposed to seeing you."

"If he's stupid, you'll be stupid too." Hong Yao scolded him, "You should have come to me in the first place!"

"The head of the family must have learned too seriously from my younger brother." Mustache smiled and pressed his hand on the top of her head, and rubbed it maliciously, rubbing all the blood on her hair, "This is not good, kid If you are too serious, you will grow old quickly."

"...You should still worry about yourself." Hong Yao gave her a hard look, and reached out to grab his wrist.Facing the pair of smiling eyes of Kamizukiri, even if she couldn't get angry any more, Hong Yao could only mutter in a low voice: "If only you were as worry-free as your brother--I am the judge. God."

"Keomaru has that kind of personality, and I'm also very distressed." Higakiri sighed pretending to be troubled, but seeing that Hongyao was still looking troubled, he laughed instead, "Although it's too late to say that, but ..."

He rarely showed a bit of solemnity, knelt down on one knee, and entrusted the dagger at his waist to Hong Yao: "Every younger brother is a younger brother. From now on, the Patriarch must remember to treat him well."

Hong Yao held the Taidao, took a step forward, and hugged Fu Sangshen, who was gradually dimming, without saying a word.

"Well, well, I accept your reluctance." Mustache gave her a gentle hug back, "It's your treasure anyway, so let's do what Chongbao should do."

I will also do what the master should do.Hong Yao answered secretly.This unspoken promise was clearly written in her eyes, and Mustache smiled softly.

"Then, I'll take my leave first." He stood up, stroked his chest and made a final salute to Hong Yao, "See you again in the history, master."

Hong Yao held the Taidao in her arms, and watched Fu Sangshen striding away into the dark night as she usually watched the swordsmen go out for an expedition.There was no wind in the night, and the light was dim. His blood-stained white clothes swayed slightly with his movements, and finally disappeared completely in the deep fog.

Neither Edogawa Ranpo nor Mikazuki Munekin spoke, leaving time for Hongyao to digest the parting by herself.Hong Yao didn't stay silent for a long time, when the footsteps of mustache leaving could no longer be heard, she also calmed down and turned to look at the two people with different expressions.

"Higakiri said that it wasn't Majin who ordered the killer to assassinate Mr. Ranpo," Koyao asked Edogawa Ranpo with a normal expression, "Mr. Ranpo, do you have any clues?"