The reconstruction of the city on the back is in full swing. Due to the collapse of the entire magic system and the betrayal of the insiders, it is not just a physical "reconstruction".

A large number of people flooded into the city of Yokohama in an instant.

It is strange in appearance.

The abilities are endless.

For a period of time, the number of unemployed people increased sharply, and Yingchuan could see people looking for work on the street every day.

"Scepter4, do you really have no shortage of people recently?"

"Please fill out the form and wait for the interview."

"Great!...Huh? Number [-]? May I ask how many numbers have you been interviewed for?"

"This is today's queuing number, and the 180th nine people have been interviewed."

"..."

"King of Silver, do you really not need to be disturbed on your spaceship?"

"This... there are already ten glass wipers on it, I'm sorry."

"What about the window cleaner?"

"... There are twenty of them."

"..."

The gangsters next door were not spared either, but since the interviewer was the irascible Akutagawa, there really wasn't such a large crowd daring to rush to the interview.

On the other hand, the Armed Detective Agency is different.

The coffee shop on the first floor was completely surrounded. Sakura Chuan tried her best not to squeeze in, and was bounced out. Fortunately, someone helped her from behind.

It was a man with black hair, his bangs were so long that they covered most of his face, and his eyes were completely hidden inside.

"Thank you."

Sakuragawa unconsciously stared at him for a while longer.

Edgar Allan Poe took a step back: "You... what can you do?"

How strange, this man.

Sakuragawa looked at him and said honestly: "Your hair makes me a little concerned."

Poe was startled: "What..."

Although it is not that no one has said it, but it is too straightforward to say it so...

Sakura Chuan squatted down, and when Poe noticed it, he made a large movement as if frightened.

The wind took advantage of the situation and lifted the thick bangs.

Poe wanted to use the power on the person in front of him at this moment, but his flustered eyes met Sakuragawa's raised eyebrows.

It was as if my mind had been hit by something in an instant.

"Eyes are like jewels."

Poe fell straight to the ground.

The raccoon jumped on top of his head, the crowd parted slightly, and the girl stretched out her hand to him with a look of surprise.

All of this is like slow motion, replaying in his eyes.

"Are you all right, sir?!"

Sakura Chuan hurried over to help him up, but Poe fell to the ground repeatedly as if he had no bones.

Sakuragawa: "..."

Sakuragawa asked cautiously, "Did you fall hard?"

When Poe heard her voice, he felt that it was as sweet as an oriole, and he immediately got up full of blood.

"I, my name is Edgar Allan Poe, and I come from—"

"It's really troublesome to have so many people crowded here so early in the morning!" Luanbu's willful and familiar voice passed through several layers of crowd barriers, brazenly walking over.

I saw him coming towards Sakuragawa with a clear goal.

"Ah, I guessed that you would be squeezed out of the door by the crowd in the early morning. Sure enough, there is no one to accompany you. If it is not dangerous, you will not think hard at all!"

Luanbu grabbed Sakuragawa's arm, hurriedly led her to go in another direction, and there was no Poe in his squinted eyes.

But Yingchuan's hand was still supporting Po, and he couldn't let go in time.

"Huh?... Who is this?"

Ranbu's eyes finally saw Poe, and he blinked like a curious baby, "Is there something wrong?"

slope:"……"

Poe: "Don't you remember me?!"

Ranbu: "Huh?"

Poe yelled angrily, "I am the one who raced against you six years ago!"

Ranbu: "Oh, I don't remember."

slope:"……"

Poe: "Me! I'm here this time to let you remember me!"

Luanbu waved his hands: "I'm not free."

He pulled Sakura Chuan towards him: "Hey Sakura, have you had breakfast yet?"

Sakuragawa nodded.

Ranbu: "But I haven't eaten yet."

Sakuragawa: "The bun I ate this morning was delicious, I'll take you there!"

Ranpo readily agreed.

slope:"……??"

Poe: "Wait, wait?"

Sakuragawa: "Ranbu, this gentleman seems to have something to say?"

Ranbu was as willful as ever: "I don't have time to talk to him, I'm almost hungry! Sakura, I have two of you in front of me now!"

Sakura Chuan smiled at Po in embarrassment, quickened his pace and followed Luanbu away.

Fingertips suddenly touched something.

Sakura Chuan hurriedly turned her head and saw Poe's annoyed expression, but it was too late, she fell into that novel together with Ranpo.

"……Feel sorry."

Poe was holding the novel blankly, a little distracted, "I didn't want to involve you in it..."

The situation was urgent, and Ranbu and her hands touched each other again.

Poe's face paled a little: "However, this is a script in which more than [-]% of the people will die."

It was specially prepared for Luanpo.

Looking at the book in his hand hesitantly, it is impossible to pull people out now, but he is inexplicably worried about the girl called "Sakura" by Ranpo.

"..."

The surrounding suddenly fell silent.

The crowded and noisy crowd just now was completely silent.

While Poe was contemplating, someone yelled.

:

"Yaoshou! You have changed into a living person!"

The crowd erupted like boiling water.

"He actually provoked trouble at the door of the Armed Detective Agency! This must be no ordinary person!"

"Those two people got into the book by him, run away!!"

"Call the police—no, no! Find someone who can handle it!"

"Scepter4? Heroine?...The Port Mafia?"

"The one who said Hong Kong gangsters, have you suffered a serious brain injury?!"

slope:"……"

Poe silently lowered his sense of presence, trying to run towards the periphery of the crowd.

……

Sakuragawa and Ranpo landed in the book together, facing the murder scene.

Luanbu pulled Ying Chuan behind him: "Hmm...his superpower."

Sakura Chuan stuck out his head: "The ability to pull people into the book? It's really amazing..."

In a sense, he created his own world.

Seeing the brutal crime scene inadvertently, Ying Chuan shuddered and pushed her head back with one finger.

"What's the big deal." Luanbu snorted coldly, "I'll just take a look at this kind of thing and end it."

He wanted to activate the ability, but found that the glasses he was carrying with him were missing, and when he looked up, he saw a sentence [No ability can be used here] posted on the wall.

Sakuragawa saw it, and tried to steal the random step ability, but there was no response.

"Ah... this is really quite powerful."

Entering the book is completely a private place for the power holder to do whatever he wants.

Luanbu scratched his hair irritably, his expression became a little heavy.

He didn't speak, but Ying Chuan had already seen from his face - "Then what should we do?" These big words.

"Why don't you try reasoning at Ranpo?" Sakura Chuan suggested, "If you do this kind of thing too much, you should..."

"no!"

Unexpectedly, Ranbu refused with great emotion and firm attitude, and drew a big cross in the air with both hands, "I can't do this kind of thing without supernatural powers!"

Sakuragawa: "..."

I don't know what kind of tangled circle he got into.

Ying Chuan silently went forward to check the scene of the murder, and Ranbu seemed to want to stop her, but he didn't have time.

Facing the dead body is not the most disgusting thing, but the modus operandi is so brutal that Sakuragawa couldn't help retching when he checked it.

The chaotic fingers turned over in the next second, completely blocking all her vision.

"stop looking!"

Ranbu didn't know who he was angry with, and his tone was very bad.

"It should be cracked to get out, right?" Ying Chuan's voice was still so smooth, moist and pleasant, "It's okay, I'm smart too."

He choked at random steps: "..."

With this movement of covering her sight, Sakuragawa was pulled up.

Due to the particularity of the movement, Sakuragawa was almost embedded in Ranpo's arms and was taken away, she could even feel the momentary disorder of Ranpo's heartbeat.

"...Can you listen to me?"

Luanbu repeated in her ear in a low voice, Sakuragawa always felt helpless, "The bystanders here are all murderers."

Yingchuan's back couldn't help feeling a chill because of this sentence: "!"

Then she reacted: "You can still 'see it at a glance', Luanbu?"

Ranbu: "..."

"Go into the book?"

Osamu Dazai, who came late to deal with things from outside, asked in surprise. At this moment, he was accompanied by his temporary partner, Doppo Kunikida. Island Dun.

Don: "Yes, yes."

Dazai nodded slightly to show that he knew: "Where is that person?"

Dun stuck in his shell: "..."

Dun: "There were too many people at that time, let him..."

"ran away?"

Dazai folded and opened the door to go out. Kunikida was so close that he couldn't catch up to him, let alone Atsushi who thought Dazai wanted to confirm more just from the words.

Kunikida's voice rang through the door: "You don't even know what people look like, Dazai, how are you going to find them!"

Ten minutes later, Osamu Dazai successfully found Poe.

Twenty-five minutes later, Osamu Dazai touched the book, and Sakuragawa and Ranpo were liberated together.

"Ah? It's you."

Seeing Dazai, Ranpo's expression was not very surprised, but a little unhappy, "...It doesn't matter if you don't come, I will take care of it immediately."

This is true, the plot setting of this book is too sad, and in a world without any supernatural powers, it would take a lot of time for a genius like Luanbu.Before Dazai used "Disqualification in the World", Ranpo just reached the final conclusion.

"Mr. Dazai!"

Sakuragawa jumped on Dazai cheerfully, "I knew you would come!"

Dazai helped her brush back her loose hair, and smiled at Ranpo: "Thank you, Mr. Ranpo."

Luanbu snorted coldly.

Dazai was not at all moved by his indifference, he still smiled and said: "The society is in turmoil, and there are countless commissions. I just wait for Mr. Ranpo to go back and preside over the overall situation."

When he said that, Ranpo's expression changed a bit.

Luanbu looked at Po who was huddled in the corner, not knowing what Dazai had done, and pouted: "Then I will leave this to you."

Dazai nodded.

Ying Chuan lay in his arms and looked at Po, and found that Po's expression became more depressed for some reason.

Sakuragawa poked Dazai's chest curiously: "Hey, Mr. Dazai, what did you do to him?"

Dazai glanced at Po, and said thoughtfully: "It should be said that half of the credit is due to you, please see me."

It's really pitiful for a man who was hit at the beginning of his love affair.

Sakuragawa: "Huh?"

Dazai turned his head and said a few words to Po. It should be that some kind of unknown agreement or agreement was reached. When Poe left, he glanced at Sakuragawa several times, but Sakuragawa was looking at the handicrafts inside the glass window. .

"Okay, let's go back."

Dazai came over.

Sakuragawa pointed to a panda made of tiny branches in the window, and said to Dazai with eyes full of surprise: "This is so cute! I want to buy this!"

"It's cute."

Dazai had no objection, and took her in to pay the bill, not forgetting to praise, "Xiaojian, I did a great job this time."

What he meant was that judging from the content of the book alone, it was indeed a skill to be able to stay intact for such a long time.

"I obediently waited for Mr. Dazai to come to me."

Sakura Chuan smiled as if asking for credit, "Am I very obedient?"

Dazai was thinking about other things, so he couldn't react in time: "Huh?"

Seeing this, Sakuragawa explained: "Didn't Mr. Dazai ask me to protect myself for a little longer? The second half of this sentence is just saying, you will definitely come to me."

Just like when she asked Mr. Dazai to die slowly when he committed suicide, the same meaning behind that sentence.

Dazai suddenly laughed twice, lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, and responded in a gentle tone: "Yes."

"I will definitely come to you."

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