I write dog blood in Yokohama

"The weather is really nice today."

Armed Detective Agency, Edogawa Ranpo was lazily nestled in a chair as usual, with his legs resting casually on the table, holding a translucent blue glass bead in his hand to observe the scenery outside the window.

After observing the outside of the window, observe the inside of the window, but suddenly...

Not far away, a black-haired young man lying on the sofa listening to something suddenly sat up, he took off the earphones on his ears, and stopped humming the love song unconsciously because he was in a good mood.

"Dazai?"

Edogawa Luanbu put down the glass beads in his hand and looked over curiously.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ranpo?" Dazai Osamu looked back at the other party with a smile, put away the earphones casually, as if remembering something important, and said pretendingly serious: "I suddenly have something to go out, so watch the detective I entrust the mission of the club to you—"

"It's better not to go out now." Edogawa Ranpo kindly stopped someone's behavior: "I have a hunch that something unexpected will happen today."

Dazai raised an eyebrow.

"What are you discussing?" At this moment, Yosano Akiko, who was out shopping, also opened the door of the detective agency with her things.

"Well."

The black-haired young man slumped on the desk opened his emerald-like green eyes, and glanced at the several oil paintings hanging in the detective agency: "Maybe the detective agency will have unexpected guests today."

***

I paid the bill and left the small restaurant feeling very happy.

Atsushi Nakajima seemed to vomit his soul and collapsed on the table. Looking at him like that, he must be able to remember himself, I am beautiful, and I plan to visit the nearby shopping malls again.

However, after stepping out of the curry restaurant, I noticed something unusual, and my mood gradually cooled down.

The breath behind him disappeared.

I walked into the small alley where the military and police brother had hidden before with a blank expression. As expected, the shopping paper bag I just bought was lying on the ground. The pink electric toothbrush I had been picking for a long time rolled out of the bag.

Continue to look in along the line of sight, the two big guards, one of them is lying motionless on the cold ground, red blood is spreading under him, and the other is half leaning on the wall of the alley, slumped weakly On the ground, clutching the bloody hole in his stomach, he showed a surprised expression when he saw me, and said with difficulty: "Quick... run..."

"Who attacked you?"

I didn't panic or be at a loss, I took the lead in asking the most critical information, lowered my head and quickly took out a post-it note from my arms, and touched a 5-minute sketch at the fastest speed, at least to save their lives.

Could it be the well-meaning Russians did it again?

Pinch mom, he is too difficult!It's not what I thought about having a book in my body. How about I take it out and give it to him... no, those people with supernatural powers are all finished.

Something happened to the military and police brother, which means that the neighborhood is very unsafe. I checked the public-faced policeman lying on the ground, and some weak life effects. He held the communication device on the ear in his hand. One of them turned on the communication for him, and the other military and police brother who was leaning there also lost consciousness after shouting, and his left ear was cut off even with the communication device.

Tsk, there was a little cold sweat on my forehead, I looked around vigilantly, anyway, I called Ango Sakaguchi first.

While writing the words [healing] on the drawn Q-version villain, he clamped the phone with his shoulders and cheeks, and when the golden light that belongs to the special ability lit up, a fierce and murderous aura suddenly appeared. There was an overwhelming surge from behind.

I subconsciously rolled to the side for a few meters, and by the way pulled the military and police elder brother who was lying on the ground. I watched the place where the two of them were originally staying was pierced by black spikes.

Wait... black spikes? ! !

He widened his eyes slightly, and accompanied by the footsteps of "Deng, Deng, Deng" again and again, the heavy echo echoed in the dark alley, and the black-haired young man in the black coat also emerged from the dust, He coughed a few times as if he was choked by the unnatural dust.

At the same time, the phone on my shoulder was also connected.

"Hi, this is Sakaguchi."

"Mr. Sakaguchi." I threw away the used post-it stickers, and held the phone in my free hand, and quickly organized my words without expression: "Yokohama Metro East Station Exit C, crossing the alley, there are 2 military police who need rescue .”

"Eh?! Yaxun-kun, have you been attacked?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very nervous: "The headquarters also received an alarm from the transmitter just now, you hold on first, the nearby military police have already sped up After passing, the headquarters will also send people."

Before I could say anything, the phone in my hand was pierced.

……

Depend on! !

My cell phone! ! ?

Looking at the parts that were split in half in disbelief, I was startled, angry from my heart, picked up the phone card, turned around and ran, wait, I'm going to complain to Osamu Dazai now...

Fortunately, there was no dead end behind me. The black shadow at the entrance of the alley obviously didn't care about the two military police on the ground, but went straight to me and chased after me.

To be honest, my current anger level has soared to the highest level, and I almost died of anger on the street on the spot. After arguing for a long time, it turned out that it was his melon who even took care of my mobile phone...

What a joke.

I took out the master portraits with more than 95% effect from my arms. I am invincible with the portraits of these original characters. Looking for the portrait of Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Remember that "myself" in another world has drawn those members of the Armed Detective Agency.

"You, who are you?!"

As soon as he returned to the busy street, a surprised voice came from the opposite side.

The two people I met at the curry shop not long ago stood there in amazement. They seemed to have just finished eating, and there was an atmosphere of unusual silence between each other, but they met me again unexpectedly after going out.

When someone who was chasing behind saw the familiar silver-haired and blond-haired youths, his aura suddenly changed, and the black spikes that turned into hungry beasts immediately changed their trajectory, attacking Atsushi Nakajima who hadn't reacted forcefully.

Rage value +2, really.

I clicked my tongue, jumped on tiptoe, and quickly took Atsushi Nakajima out of the position with my strength. However, someone seemed to have predicted it in advance. When I landed, a thorn-like black thorn pierced the sole of my left foot instantly.

Blood flowed out from the left foot, and even my heart throbbed. With the recovery of the black thorn, the silver-haired boy's clothes were splashed with my blood.

"Miss?!! Are you okay!!"

Atsushi Nakajima's pupils shrank slightly, and he panicked immediately, his eyes changed a little in an instant, he lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and looked at the opposite side: "Akuta, Chuan."

Standing beside him, Kunikida Doppo was also surprised by the sudden change. He vigilantly took out his green notebook with ideals written on it, and his eyebrows, which were the same color as his hair, were furrowed: "PortMafia..."

woo woo woo woo!

It hurts...it's no wonder.

My left foot has no sense of pain or touch at all, and I have exhausted all my strength to maintain walking and running, so the pain is strange.

I waved my hand calmly, signaling the other party not to be nervous, and I comforted him coldly, "It's okay."

After all, I have already found the portrait of Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

That's right, that black-haired young man who looks familiar no matter how you look at him, with one hand in his pocket casually, no expression on his delicate cheeks, a little white hair on his temples was blown by the wind, and his black eyes were fixed on him. This way, it is Osamu Dazai's...and also my former subordinate.

"As expected of senior Yaxun."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed a few times, his eyes fell on my left foot which was still able to stand firmly, his eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists like this: "I know, you are not dead."

"Dragon's introduction."

I looked helplessly at the young man whose eyebrows and eyes had grown a lot, and calmly took out the ballpoint pen in my arms: "You are getting old."

"..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "My lord, it's no longer..."

"You broke my phone and lost money." I interrupted him impatiently.

"Humph." Hearing this, the black-haired young man seemed to have heard something funny, closed his eyes and coughed with his fists on his lips, and said in a low voice: "It's just something outside of the body, but you, after disappearing for a few years, your skills have also declined. Yet."

"Long time no see, this time I must prove..."

It also proves that Dazai is not in the port mafia anymore.

I was really pissed off by this guy today, what he said was so sweet, it’s not that your mobile phone is scrapped!

Although the progress of the situation seems to be very long, in fact, it only takes two seconds. Taking advantage of the time the other party is talking, I wrote on the portrait [Tear off clothes by myself] [Now, immediately go to the mobile phone store 200 meters behind you to give it to me. I bought the most expensive new mobile phone], the dreamy golden butterfly danced in an instant, and landed lightly on Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"What."

The black-haired young man whose body was glowing red again paused, raised his arms uncontrollably, took off his coat and shirt in the street, and tore them into pieces with a ferocious face, scaring the passers-by behind him They ran several meters away.

Without his upper body clothes, he turned around like a log, and walked towards the mobile phone store not far away with his veins bursting.

Standing next to me, Atsushi Nakajima and Doppo Kunikida were dumbfounded, watching the shirtless Akutagawa turn his back in disbelief, and obediently ran to buy the latest big mobile phone.

The sample, that is a portrait with a similarity of 98%.

It looks almost the same as the real photo. If Akutagawa Ryunosuke can break free, there will be a ghost, but the more powerful the portrait, the greater the consumption of supernatural powers. My heart is throbbing, and blood is flowing from my nostrils and ears. down.

"You..." Kunikida Doppo looked at me with a complicated expression, and did not put away the green notebook in his hand: "Who the hell are you?"

"Mr. Kunikida, now is not the time to talk about this!?"

"She has become tattered." Atsushi Nakajima looked anxiously at my bloody left foot, shaking his head at a loss: "This amount of bleeding, if it doesn't stop... Let's go back to the detective agency, There must be a way with Dr. Xie Ye!"

"It's ok."

I took a step back embarrassingly, this injury can be healed with supernatural powers, and the heart that can only heal 80%+ before, I might as well heal it in one go, but the supernatural power used just now is a bit beyond the standard, Need to slow down.

With that in mind, the left leg, which had lost the sense of pain and touch and was numb throughout the leg, was obviously not up to the mark. It just took a step back and the center of gravity became unstable, almost falling to the ground.

Fortunately, the silver-haired boy who was anxiously standing across from me grabbed me, knelt down and motioned me to lie on his back: "Miss, hold on, we will take you to treatment right away."

"Dun." Kunikida Doppo frowned, as if he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he looked at the astonishing amount of bleeding on the ground, and my pale lips due to excessive blood loss, and he still didn't make a sound to stop it .

I found out that the blond young man had called the military police to signal them to come and end the scene. I waved: "When they come, remember to give me the new mobile phone Akutagawa bought."

"What?" Kunikida Doppo was stunned again for a rare moment.

……

Damn, it's hard to contact them without a mobile phone.

Fortunately, Ryunosuke Akutagawa's mind is not too stupid. He can easily solve it with two or three military police. If a group or even the entire army comes, and the location is a commercial street, he needs to think about it.

If I were still sitting in the position of the guerrilla captain, not only would I not attack easily, but I would retreat quickly.

Hey, I hope he doesn't smash the phone on the spot in a fit of anger after buying it.

***

Port Mafia Headquarters.

The towering building soars straight into the sky, still standing majestically in the center, with layers of guarded floors and guards as numerous as a cow's hair, dense organs and camera devices all over the place, this is the most stringent place in PortMafia.

After a week-long business trip was finally over, Nakahara Chuya boarded the elevator in a hurry, and had to go to the chief's office to prepare a report tiredly.

Before that, however, it seemed that someone in the office was already there.

"Boss, it's me." He pushed the door open and entered. A black figure was standing in front of the solid wood desk. The expression on his pale face was the same as usual, but there was a hint of anger in the clenched fists.

"Ah, Mr. Zhongye, you are here."

The black-haired man on the leader's chair looked at the red-haired young man who walked in, and pointed his fingers at the table: "I'm discussing some interesting things with Akutagawa-kun now, do you want to come and listen too. "

"Interesting thing?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and looked at the black-haired young man who had been standing there for a while.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke coughed uncontrollably a few times, with a bit of gritted teeth in his expression: "I met Yahiro Jiaojiao today."

……

Nakahara Chuya's body paused for a moment.

"It's my incompetence that allowed that guy to escape..." Ryunosuke Akutagawa was still recalling what happened at noon, with a look of humiliation flashing across his face.

"Akutagawa-kun." The smile on the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth did not change, he moved forward slightly, leaned his elbow on the table, and said in a rather deep tone: "I should have issued an order to prohibit Let's hunt down that child."

"It's not good to scare our former guerrilla captain who has been missing for 4 years, and according to your report just now, has her ability improved?"

"Yes." Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, seeming to calm down his anger, and lowered his black eyes: "I can't get rid of her control at all, and the two soldiers and police were also resurrected by the other party, and only the ground was brought back. shopping bag."

"Ok?"

As if he had captured some precious words, Mori Ogai blinked his eyes and sat up a little curiously: "Resurrection?"

"Yes, the two guys who should have died in Huangquan have been rescued."

"So that's it, I understand the matter." Mori Ogai nodded thoughtfully, motioning for Akutagawa Ryunosuke to go down first, his dark red eyes gleaming faintly moved to the ocher red figure standing beside him, and the corners of his mouth remained closed. Smiling: "Chuya-kun, you heard what Akutagawa-kun reported."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The orange-haired young man lowered the brim of his hat, his blue eyes looked down at the ground, and there was no expression on his delicate cheeks. After a moment of silence, he said, "Is that guy still alive?"

"As you said."

Mori Ogai nonchalantly signaled the other party to look at the things on the table with his eyes, sighed regretfully, and continued to speak: "This is the shopping bag brought back by my subordinates, Nakaya-kun, take it and return it to Yahiro-kun. "

"It seems that the child is still shopping. After four years of disappearance, he is still alive. This makes me very relieved."

The black-haired man sitting at the top looked at one of the five silent cadres with an unchanged expression, and said in a relaxed tone: "If I remember correctly, you used to have a very good relationship. I told Mr. Baxun It was because of Chuya-kun that you chose to stay in PortMafia, right?"

"Now she's back."

Mori Ogai had a meaningful smile on his face, and his red eyes looked straight at the opposite side: "Go and chase her back, Nakaya-kun."

"……what?"

The orange-haired youth who didn't know what to say finally couldn't help but raised his head, almost suspecting that he had heard something wrong, a look of surprise appeared on Junyi's face.

"Go and chase Lord Baxun back, Lord Zhongye."

It was rare for Mori Ogai to repeat it. This time his expression was a little more serious, and his tone was tinged with a bit of seriousness and the majesty of a superior: "This is an order."