Super power krypton gold [Comprehensive]

In the afternoon of the same day, the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The atmosphere in the office is dignified, like a dark cloud.

Everyone's eyebrows were twisted into a twist, but their lips were drawn into a straight horizontal line, and their faces were drawn long, so everyone looked distorted and very painful.

No wonder, I thought.

Unsolved cases from 20 years ago have surfaced again, and it has become clear that they are inseparable from several major cases at present.

But having said that, the information we have now is not much richer than it was 20 years ago.The only witness back then—my mother disappeared before she made a formal report. According to Kyushu’s records, she only said that she was kidnapped and imprisoned on an isolated island for many years. Only then did he find a chance to escape.

As for how to escape, she didn't go into detail, and didn't even mention my existence.

Our guess: someone had probably assisted her escape back then, and she wanted to protect everyone but herself.Some things, the fewer people know, the better.

——However, the mother guards many secrets alone, but has no time to convey them to anyone.

It is precisely because of her disappearance that we are helpless now and can only trace her step by step from scratch.

"...I'm really worthless."

I clenched my hands into fists against my forehead, and slowly squeezed out the words like I was grinding my teeth: "Obviously I was close to the clue several times, but I failed to seize the opportunity..."

"Okay, teak."

My colleague comforted me in a gentle voice, "No one can know for sure. Besides, it is still unclear whether Shimazaki and Yamada were related to the trafficking case back then."

Another colleague sighed: "I'm afraid this will never happen. According to the news that just came in, it seems that the brains of Shimazaki Kazuya and Yamada Daisuke have been 'tampered with'."

"...'hands and feet'?"

"Ability or science, or both."

The colleague tapped his temple with his fingertips, and there was still some lingering fear in his expression.

"In short, with our current technology and abilities, we can't read the memories of the two of them. We have to be mentally prepared. Maybe everyone we catch will have undergone this insidious operation."

"Come on, it's really watertight. Having said that..."

I first followed suit with a sigh, then suddenly my heart trembled, and I followed the topic and continued:

"Wait a minute. Does the 'surgery' that the two of them underwent really only have the function of 'preventing information leakage'?"

The colleague was startled: "Then what do you mean?"

"I understand."

Yaoyan was the first to understand my thoughts, and pressed his hands on the table: "The general is suspicious. Is the content of the 'surgery' related to their abilities?"

"……cough."

The Cave King seemed to want to answer the conversation at first, but Yao Yan took the first step, and Fang had nothing to say when he was about to speak, so he had to turn his face away and cough dryly twice.

at this time.

Right line of reasoning, miss.

——As if separated by a strange film, a penetrating and gloomy male voice came from not far away.

"Who……?"

That voice is very strange as a "human voice". Obviously, it does not belong to any of my three-dimensional or two-dimensional colleagues.But in another sense, there is a kind of familiarity like reunion after a long absence.

And when I followed the prestige, I understood the source of this "familiarity" almost immediately.

Nice to meet you guys.

On the big screen that the section chief turned on at some point, a male face with deep contours was looking down at us indifferently.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this man has regular facial features, a high nose and deep eyes, and a head of black and beautiful hair—although his hairline is a bit eye-catching because of his back comb, but he is not much taller than me— —Combined with the black cloak that is as deep and thick as the night, which is full of style, no matter how you look at it, this is an impeccable British handsome man.

But in my eyes, there seems to be a line of big characters written on the face of this handsome man:

【Isn’t this the Sherlock Holmes I crashed back then? ! ! ! 】

"Yes... it's Sherlock Holmes alive..."

It's so hateful, all of you noble limited five-stars are so painful that I can breathe! ! !

Don’t ask me how many orders I have made for Sherlock Holmes, that memory has long been sealed by me on the other side of my grievances, and I only have rose-colored seal memories in my heart, such as Joan of Arc from ten consecutive spells, Enkidu from one call sign and so on! !As long as I hold these memories in my arms, I can face the tragic crash and live strong! ! !

Hmm... This young lady has an expression as if she saw an enemy.

Holmes frowned sadly, however, it seemed that it was different from the hatred of the villains towards me, more like hatred out of love...

"nonexistent."

Jeanne Alter pressed my head down without saying a word, blocking my sight with physical means.

"Akane doesn't need any more extra classes. Ruler or something, I'll smash it for you right now."

Hahaha.Please also raise your hand high.

Holmes didn't take her threats to heart, and smiled lightly.

Time is precious, let's get to the point first.This lady staring at me with hatred...or jealousy, are you Miss Yuki Akane?As I recall, you were one of my previous clients.

"Ah! That's right! Regarding the doubts about the 'Hua Mao' case, I asked you..."

——about the "Happy and Safe Parents Committee" website that we can't track, and when I sneaked into the circus, I suddenly rang during the mission, forcing me to tear the phone of the strong man.

I have always kept these two inexplicable doubts in my mind, hoping to get a reasonable answer one day.

It seems you remember it too.I'm sorry, because there are 680 three requests before you, so I can't give you an answer until now.Coincidentally, this answer is also related to the new commission I received this time, so I can express my opinion together.

680 for three pieces.

Holmes' face sank, and he calmly uttered a horrifying truth.

However, everyone present - the culprit who forced Mr. Fu and another Mr. Kong to work overtime - pretended not to hear.

The quality of our civil servants is worrying.including myself.

So, where to start...

As if as an opening remark for a long reasoning, Holmes picked up the pipe at hand, leisurely approached his thinly pigmented lips, and took a deep breath.

Then, he showed an expression of satisfaction like rain after a long drought.

"...cough cough."

Perhaps because of his infection, the Cave King stretched out his hand to the cloak unconsciously, but Yaken and Joan stopped him with their eyes at the same time.In order to cover up his futile action, the Cave King had no choice but to cough again.

(I always feel that since we came back from the water park, everyone has been stricter with Edmund...)

Probably just an illusion, I think.

As for the reason, I really can't think of a reason.Maybe it's because he's too out of gregarious, and didn't sit on the parasol with everyone and listen to the wall?

"Mr. Holmes."

The section chief did not dare to treat this detective as a young man, but he had to use honorifics meticulously whenever he spoke:

"You said just now that Yuuki's suspicions are in the right direction. In other words, you think that the abilities of Shimazaki and Yamada..."

Not bad.

As an expert in mystification and tantalizing among the protagonists of FGO, this time Holmes was unprecedentedly straightforward and gave an affirmative answer on the spot.

The abilities of the two of them should be obtained by some kind of external force.To put it more bluntly, in the criminal organization you are looking for, these two abilities...maybe [can be mass-produced].

"what?!!"

"Impossible, that level of ability?!"

"That's too terrible!!"

These words were like throwing a stone into the water, instantly stirring up a wave of noise and horror among the crowd.

No, it's not quite accurate to say "mass production".

Holmes obviously had a plan in mind, raised his eyebrows at a tricky angle, and continued slowly:

If that kind of ability can really be produced indefinitely, the scale of the abduction and trafficking case must be larger than it is today.To be precise, there should be [more than one person with the same ability] in the other party's group.

That's right.

The victim in the hospital was murdered a month ago, when Yamada was arrested.The "flower" she mentioned must not be Yamada's ability, but something else.

— Then who could it be?

(Moreover, the stronghold of the criminal organization is likely to be located on the island, and Yamada was almost rescued by a small boat at sea that day...)

It seems that Miss Teak has figured it out.

As if applauding the quick response of the assistant, Holmes stretched his brows slightly.

Yes, the person behind Daisuke Yamada is related to "Sea", and Kazuya Shimazaki himself is related to "Trafficking".Because the phone numbers are the same, the trafficking gang that cooperated with Shimazaki is the "source of goods" in this case.In addition, the kidnapping method adopted by the other party in this case, the so-called "flower", is likely to be similar to Yamada's ability.

"So, both of them could be involved..."

I pursed my lips thoughtfully.

It's not just the two of them.Even without Shimazaki and Yamada, the gang continued to operate, even more boldly and rampantly.This also means that losing these two people is not painful for them.

The section chief nodded solemnly:

"That's why you think that the other party has some kind of means to mass-produce the abilities of the two of them. And their abilities are probably bestowed by the other party."

This is the most likely explanation.

Holmes nodded calmly, and there was a bit of depression in the lightly raised brows.

Unfortunately, the detective's reasoning can only be based on available intelligence.The current information is limited and not yet sufficient to draw conclusions.

Seeing that the famous detective in the legend also asserted in the same way, everyone present couldn't help but be at a loss, but he then went on to say:

However, I can answer the two questions about Miss Teak at the beginning.

The first point. "Why is the website established by Shimazaki untraceable?" The answer to this question is the same as "Why is the contact number of the trafficking gang empty?", probably more simple than you think.That said - the island you're looking for may not be available for all off-island contacts.On that island, they may have a communication network independent of the entire Japan, and no one can intervene except for the designated target.Therefore, their crimes can continue for 20 years without showing their signs.That is the veritable "ghost island".

Second point. "Why Miss Teak's cell phone rang suddenly, almost causing the infiltration to fail"... This is more simple, it should be said that it is very basic, my friend.That is to say——

……

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……

After the meeting ended, everyone became more and more sad (partly because of the facts of the case, and partly because of the all-round whiplash for IQ), and one by one they walked out with heavy steps.

Of course, not everyone made it to the end. Passionlip's specialty is not here. She doesn't understand these intricate cases, and she doesn't have much interest in listening to them, so she starts looking around halfway through, gradually unable to hide her desire to sabotage work.

I didn't want to force my lips, so I found an excuse to "visit the secret service building" and let her out early. I was afraid that the child would wander around ignorantly, so I signaled Enkidu to follow along.

The corner of Jeanne's mouth twitched, as if she had eaten a fly in a steamed bun: "You let him go with you? He himself just came here not long ago..."

My expression didn't change, I just let out a sigh of relief:

"I also want you girls to go together, but I'm afraid that when you come back, you two will be alone."

"I wouldn't—"

"Alter kiss, can you guarantee that 'this kind of thing will never happen', 'no matter how personal|personal attacks Lip makes on me, I will never have an argument with her'?"

"This……"

Now Joan's expression is as if half a fly has been eaten in a bun.

"No, wait for me!"

A second later, she suddenly came back to her senses, "When I speak ill of others, don't you always stop me?! Is that woman okay?!"

"No, how should I put it. In terms of attributes, I think 'Tsundere' and 'Natural Black' are different. The focus of Tsundere is on 'Jiao'. For example, alter kisses you and coaxes you to be coquettish. Actually I'm not very afraid of you; the key point of natural black is 'black', what if the more coaxed she becomes darker? Well, I think it's good to keep her natural."

"Okay, I'll kill you before that woman."

"So I'm not really afraid...it's hot! Ass! My ass is suddenly hot!! It's on fire, this time my harem, ah no, the rear × is really on fire in a physical sense!!!"

"General, please control your words. This is not suitable for Hotaru to hear." ←Yakuken

……

10 minute later.

When we stepped out of the building, we happened to see lip lingering in front of the flower beds in the courtyard, where all kinds of flowers were blooming lively, and from a distance, it was a gorgeous and colorful scene, which was really bright and moving.It was almost dusk at that time, and a lot of fallen flowers had accumulated on the ground all day long, and there was no time to clean it up.

Life is like summer flowers.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered this sentence for no reason.

"..."

Against this backdrop, Enkidu naturally and leisurely bent one leg, and sat recliningly on the edge of the flower bed like a plant elf.He was holding a bouquet full of fallen flowers in his hand, and his white fingers shuttled back and forth nimbly and lightly like a butterfly, bending the flower branches, picking off the excess flowers and leaves, and weaving it into a ring shape little by little.

"Enkidu, are you making a wreath?"

I approached curiously.

"Yes."

He raised his head with a smile, and that smile instantly made the flowers behind him lose color, "Passionlip said she wanted it, but her hands...can't do these delicate jobs. Just right, I'm used to making these."

"Senior, I'm so happy."

Lip’s way of expressing his feelings is as simple as a child’s, but a garland of fallen flowers is enough to make her eyes moist and her face blushes with happiness:

"I have always, always hoped that someone could send me flowers! I thought that this wish would never come true..."

"Okay, good, good, good."

I also gently stroked her head as if coaxing a child, but I still kept a distance from the girl's sinister arms at all times.

Protecting yourself from being hurt by her is also to protect her heart.

"There are many larger gardens in Tokyo, and there are also lip's favorite passionflowers and tulips. After work is over, we can go and see together."

"Ok!"

The lip chick nodded vigorously like a pecking bird, "Although I am not good at fine work, if you need to destroy, crush, or smash something, don't worry, I will cover it all! Hit people, hit people, smash the gate And walls, these are my best skills!!"

"...Don't worry, I will let you play well."

I squeezed a cold sweat secretly, trying to ignore the dangerous meaning in the girl's words as much as possible, and smiled with tenderness and affection.

Yes.Dangerous as she was, she was endearing.

A girl born as a combat weapon, an artificial life born in a distorted form, yearns to be loved and yearns for hearts like all innocent children.

I couldn't ignore her like that.That's why, regardless of Jeanne Alter's warning, I resolutely took over the task of taking care of this girl.

...not because I want more beautiful girls.

……really not.

(Having said that, how should I put it. I always feel that Passionlip’s way of existence is very similar to me in a sense...)

— After all, what was the reason for my birth?

—Mother obviously did not expect my birth.Then, what kind of thoughts and schemes did my biological "father" have to force me to be born in this world?

Because his blood must continue?Because his family has the throne to inherit?Or because——

"Cy."

The cave king's voice was slightly hoarse, which interrupted my fruitless imagination.

I turned around and saw that he bent down and picked up a hydrangea that had been blown down by the wind from the ground, wrapped it in the hem of his clothes and carefully wiped it clean, then stepped forward, raised his hand as if carelessly, and slanted the flower Buried between the black hair tied behind my ears.

"..."

He retreated back to the original place, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, "It's very suitable. The season of summer festival is coming soon, not only Passionlip, you should also have some flowers to decorate."

"oh oh……"

I was a little embarrassed and touched my temples with my backhand, "I have always had a face covered with water. I have worn a formal suit for three years, washed it for three years, and sewed it for three years. I only dare to look at the bathrobe through the window, but I have never thought about it." These...that, look good?"

"Tch, you should be more confident."

Joan of Arc Alter took the lead, her mouth was like steamed vinegar, with a sour taste but good for her body and mind, "Your face, even that narcissistic AUO praised you, didn't you? As long as you work hard, it should be considered can see."

"But--"

"There's no 'but'. Even if your appearance is similar to the scumbag's biological father, the light in your eyes has nothing to do with him, it's your own. Isn't that obvious."

After she spoke like a cannonball, the Cave King nodded at me with a determined expression, which was probably a tacit agreement.

"........."

Unexpectedly, they were encouraged again.Is this also considered chaos and evil, the two dark avengers.

I probably will not be able to repay the gifts and blessings I have received from them in my entire life.I really can't think of any proper repayment other than "promise with the body, life and death together".

"Thank you, alter kiss. You really are easy to be coquettish..."

"To shut up!!!!!"

"Okay, I'll shut up."

I obediently raised my hands to beg for forgiveness, "I know you really want to beat me up. Let's go, I'll ask you a brother who needs to be beaten more, and you can vent to him."

"??? Where did you come from such a brother?"

Joan of Arc's anger immediately turned into doubt, as if she didn't believe that there was anyone in the world who deserved a beating more than me.

On the other hand, I closed one eye at her triumphantly, and leisurely threw a look as steady as an old dog:

"Holmes said there was 'insufficient intelligence.' So I thought that since there was no way to obtain information through legal channels, there was nothing to be done but to resort to some extreme measures."

"——The brother I dated is called Orihara Rinya. It is said that he was too naughty when he was young, and his legs were broken with steel bars. He is a talented and hated intelligence agent."

The author has something to say: Old Fu: What’s the matter with you, little brother, this is common sense

All: Smell a winner from Earl, let's isolate him together

Lin Ye... I don’t need an introduction. I don’t think everyone has eaten Lin Ye’s meat and seen Lin Ye running (?) When I first started the business, I thought about adding him to the stock market, but it turned out that just a big family would write But come!Wen Ye and Yakuro also became guest stars in this way

The timeline corresponds to the headless rumor, that is, after Lin Ye leaves Ikebukuro (25 years old+), in the rumor, he will accept the commission of the police and continue to do things in a wheelchair by the way.Akane: You are a mature information dealer, stop making trouble. jpg (impossible

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