Dazai's Cross-World Help

"The signal...was recovered?" All the computers in the supernatural agent department were broadcasting the live broadcast of Yan Suo.

—No, not at all.

The signal shielding device was still running steadily, Ango Sakaguchi's eyes were fixed on the screen, but his hand typing on the keyboard did not slow down a bit.

【Are you afraid?Are you upset?Powerless? 】The voice with a smile echoed in everyone's ears, and every word hit Ango Sakaguchi's heart.

Lines of complex code are displayed at the very edge of the screen.

Can't decipher the other party's code, can't cut off the other party's signal.

Even the basic information of the other party was not found by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. In the entire database, no matter how they were compared, it was impossible to match the face of the other party.

Words and sentences, accent, dress, no matter how you look at it, the other party is a native Japanese.

In this world, as long as someone has lived, there will be traces, but this man, as if he appeared out of thin air, they couldn't find any traces.

Sakaguchi Ango watched the video of the rope falling down repeatedly, and finally he paused the video at a certain point. He pointed to the pattern exposed on the clothes of the rope, and said to the secretary beside him, "Go to the database to check this pattern. .”

If he guessed correctly, this should be the family crest of a certain family.

He always felt so familiar.

But is it really possible?Ango Sakaguchi thought about it.

Would an existence who didn't even want to reveal his own name, and who couldn't be found in the database that holds information on all Japanese personnel, really wear clothes that reveal his identity?

Ango Sakaguchi rubbed the center of his brows, "Is there still no progress?"

The technician on the side shook his head at Ango Sakaguchi, "No, the other party used unconventional methods."

Ango Sakaguchi understood the subtext in the technician's words, and his face was not pretty. "What's going on with the Tianshan flower bag?"

Tianshan Huadai, whose ability is called quilt, as long as he is in the quilt, he can manipulate all electronic products within sight, processing information dozens of times faster than ordinary people.

When this incident just happened, people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division came to Tianshan Huadai, hoping that the other party could play a role in this incident, and the Supernatural Secret Service Section was responsible for protecting the powerless Tianshan flower bag.

"It's still the same, there is no gain." The subordinate replied.

[But it's more of jealousy, right?You are jealous of the group of people with power. 】

In the dark corner, the blood-stained man stared blankly at the dark sky.

Will he really see the day of the sun?

He casually threw the phone aside, and the live broadcast on the screen was the only light in this dark corner.

Hearing the voice coming from the mobile phone, the man's dry eyes moved, he rolled his eyes, and shifted his gaze to Ling Suo little by little.

Is it jealousy?

The man followed the words of the cable, thinking numbly, flashed through his mind again, the scene he just witnessed, the empty stomach began to twitch, he retched uncontrollably, the facial features on his face twisted into There was a ball.

That's right, he was jealous of those capable people. The man lowered his head and glanced at his blood-stained hands.

If he also has the ability...

[It doesn't feel good to be slaughtered, doesn't it? 】

run.

As long as you run with all your strength, you can see hope.

Sweat had already soaked the boy's clothes, and his limbs were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead stones, but he was still running forward, not daring to stop for a moment.

Behind him, a hideous and terrifying curse spirit was chasing after him.

To live.

The boy clenched his teeth, his mouth was already full of rust.

On the empty street, the sound of ropes came from an unknown corner and penetrated into the young man's ears.

[If you can get power, it would be great, you think so, right? 】

Yeah, if only they could have those incredible abilities too.

Yan Suo's voice was bewitching, he smiled, and his calm gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the screen.

【sure. 】

[Becoming a capable person is not difficult. 】

These words were like a stone thrown on a calm lake, and Ango Sakaguchi's face turned pale, and he stood up from the stool with a brush.

It turned out that the other party had this idea.

In such an extreme environment, what would happen to an ordinary person who suddenly gained power?

What would the world be like if everyone had abilities?

Can abilities really be given at will?Before this, there was no such example.

What will happen to Yokohama in the future, Ango Sakaguchi does not know, but he knows that those big shots sitting at the top will definitely not want to see this scene happen.

This will shake their authority.

Ango Sakaguchi can think of how to deal with those people with his feet.

It is nothing more than announcing the abandonment of Yokohama, using some extremely rude methods...

[Let's play a game. 】

Feeling the increasingly strong curse breath in the air, the smile in Ren Suo's eyes deepened.

[World Channel] Enthusiastic citizens: Mr. Tuo showed disapproval at this moment.

[World Channel] The second thorny salamander: It's coming, it's coming! ! !

[World Channel] Two stalls of plain noodles: Blocking my cook's dignity is definitely a migration of death and death! ! !

[Its name is - death migration. 】

Yansuo began to introduce the rules. Unlike what the players saw in the comics, the rules of the game this time are more brutal.

[1. The game location is in a special tent in Yokohama, as long as you enter there, you will be eligible to participate in the game.

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4. Everyone's initial points are zero. If you want to gain abilities, you need to pay ten points. Credit is allowed, but if the points are still negative after 24 hours, you will be punished by death.

5. You will get one point for killing an ordinary person, and five points for killing a warlock.

6. When the points reach [-], they can be exchanged for an unlimited wish.

7. The game time is seven days. 】

"Wish? Since when did Brain Flower turn into a universal wishing machine?" Mary sneered when she heard what Yan Suo said, and threw the phone casually behind her. She looked at the people in the shelter who were about to move.

"You don't believe me, do you?"

The bodies of the people swept by Mary's eyes froze. They were still afraid of the port mafia and did not speak, but their attitude was very clear. They wanted to participate in the death migration.

"Haven't you guys thought about it, why do you have to do this?" Mary suddenly understood something when she thought of the average IQ in Japanese manga.

"...He wants to help us." Someone whispered.

Is this some new hell joke?

Helpful sir.

The corners of Mary's mouth twitched, she sighed, and looked at the crowd who were about to move, "If he can really fulfill any wish, why doesn't he fulfill his own wish first?"

"Have any of you calculated how many people will be killed to participate in this game?"

Looking at the silent people, Mary continued, "20 people, kill 20 people in seven days, can you really do it?"

The answer is that it cannot be done. How could a group of ordinary people who have never even held a knife have the guts to kill someone?

"Then should we look at this like this?" Someone in the crowd asked unwillingly, "My family is now uncertain...everything has been destroyed, do we humans really have a future?"

In the end, his voice even took on a weeping tone.

So that's the case. Mary didn't understand what was missing from the shelter they built in a hurry until this moment.

——It is a sense of faith.

People can't see the future, and they don't believe they can change the present.

Meeting people's uneasy eyes, Mary slowed down her voice, "Of course there are, our port mafia doesn't do free jobs."

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[I almost forgot to mention that within the whole of Japan, as long as you arrive in Yokohama within seven days, you can participate in the death migration. 】

The moment the voice fell, Yan Suo's figure completely disappeared from the screen.

A wave of waves has risen again.

Yokohama was shrouded in tents, spells were rampant, communication facilities were out of order, Mori Ogai disappeared, a game of death...all things happened in just over an hour.

Ozaki Koyo, who had experienced so many things for a long time, felt physically and mentally exhausted, "Dazai, you take people to stay at the headquarters, and I will take a team to have a look."

Now is not the time for infighting, no matter how much Koyo Ozaki suspects Dazai, the top priority is to solve the mastermind of this live broadcast incident and find a way to restore order in Yokohama.

Aotian first looked at Dazai and Ozaki Koyo, who were discussing something in a low voice, and then turned to look at the port mafia members who were distracted.

Realizing that the time is ripe, Aotian gestured to other players.

The players who had been preparing for a long time nodded and sent a message in the group chat, saying that they were ready.

Aotian brewed his emotions for a while, then strode forward, and under Ozaki Koye's eyes that didn't understand, he knelt down with a plop.

"Master Ozaki, Lord Dazai, the organization cannot live without a leader. Now that the leader is missing, everyone in the organization is in danger. The most urgent thing is to find someone with both integrity and ability to temporarily take the position of leader."

"The subordinates think that you, Ozaki-sama, are very suitable."

Ozaki Momiji: ?