[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

The location of the shrine is relatively high. Although it is not hidden in the forest, it can be described as "mountain" compared to the sea.In some low-lying places, there is a veil-like mist flowing, and even the clouds gradually thicken, gradually covering the original night sky with bright moon and few stars.

The lack of light is not a reason to hinder the investigation, even if it will cause a little inconvenience, but I still inspect the entire shrine with the help of backup artificial light sources.

This place has been transformed into a magic workshop by Merlin. Not to mention two big living people, even two ants can't escape his sight.

But... No, it was as if A-Dun and Jinghua had been wiped out of the world. Not only was there no breath, but there was no trace of human activities left in the room where they temporarily lived.

"I can perceive emotional changes, fear, anxiety, worry, confusion... They are still there, but they seem to be completely stripped from the dimension and become a parallel world, which cannot be seen by you."

Half Nightmare can never make mistakes in capturing human emotions. To put it simply, my two bodyguards were blocked by the dimensional wall in such a daze?

The biggest difference between Izumi Kyoka and Nakajima Atsushi and me is that they are both supernatural beings, while I am an ordinary person.From this point of view, based on the relevant reports on Shibusawa Tatsuhiko that I got in the afternoon, there is a completely indissoluble connection between this singularity and people with supernatural abilities, which just excludes me.

People with supernatural powers may die, but I will definitely not be in danger.

——Although it is very likely that you will not be able to join this "feast" at all, so Dazai planned it in this way from the beginning. The "king" on the chessboard will always stay in a position where the opponent cannot "check".

Really cautious.

Perhaps his opponents couldn't figure out what this man was planning until he was out of his pants.

"To the Armed Detective Agency."

There is someone there who also sees everything but cannot participate.

In such a late night, I always want to eat some snacks to pass the boring and lonely time alone.If this person has the attribute of a road idiot who gets lost when he goes out, everything will become troublesome.

Missing snacks, or getting lost, the choice is either, neither is what a detective wants.

It would be great if someone could directly deliver rough snacks, potato chips, soda, candy, etc. to his face, he would definitely promise the other party to use "super reasoning" once for free... Hmph, it must be because the supernatural ability is too powerful to be rejected. A battle that crowds out mediocrity, absolutely!

"Mr. Ranpo, Mr. Ranpo?"

A deliberately low voice came from outside the window. After a while, an orange head popped up. The girl opened her mouth, pointed at the plastic bag in the other hand and smiled, "Do you want some snacks?"

She is simply a savior sent from heaven!

"What do you want? Anything but the president's personal information!"

He rushed to open the window, and the other party handed the "goods" in without hesitation.Obviously a young man, the big detective who still looked like a teenager looked through the things in the bag, and all his favorite snacks and snacks were all available, it seems that this is not going to give people the slightest chance to refuse: "Okay, The emergency contact information of the Ability Secret Service Section is under the desk in the president’s office, and I can send you in. However~ a suggestion from a famous detective, you’d better go directly to the apron on the top of the Ganghei Building, and you should hurry up. Still in time for the flight to take off.”

"Thank you!"

This bag of treats is a real bargain.

The streets of Yokohama are surprisingly quiet tonight, and the black suits who usually pass by in twos and threes can't see a single one. The mist floats slowly against the ground, getting thicker and thicker, making the city even more weird.

But I am not afraid, London under the fog of the dead world is several times more troublesome than this, and I have seen the real singularity, this kind of artificially planned and simple version is as easy and cute as playing a house—at least the fog in Yokohama There will never be any monsters or mechanical bodies that need to be wiped out suddenly.

In order to save time, Hong A carried me and ran all the way forward, Miss Okita followed closely behind, and Merlin looked around idly

Look west and hang on the tail.We arrived at the port before the thick fog completely obscured our vision. The gate of the Mori Club has been completely blocked, and it seems that the power supply has been cut off and it is pitch black.

"Looking for backup power, or going straight up?"

Red A stretched out his thumb and gestured towards the sky...wasting time is wasting resources, and the mafia's power outage is none of my business, so I decisively ordered: "Go up!"

Heroic Spirit, who didn't find a chance to show his strength along the way, carried me and ran easily along the facade of the building perpendicular to the ground. I suspected that he went to the cinema secretly to watch a movie alone, and even tried to smack a superhero, but there was no evidence.

Sure enough, there was a small helicopter parked on the tarmac on the roof of the Hong Kong Hei Building. Zhong Yuan, who had never stepped up to it honestly, was holding the hatch with one hand and staring with surprise.

"Lixiang...?"

"Yo! Good evening! I got the news from the foreign aid that I can give you a ride, a single ticket, and a friendly price?" In order not to continue to stimulate his nerves, the three heroic spirits behind him turned into spirits and temporarily hid, with orange hair The young man didn't know what to think and pressed his hat: "Where did you fall in love with mackerel?!"

"Ok?"

Is now the time to discuss this topic?

"Forget it, come up! Hurry up."

I hesitated for a second, and Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up the answer and stretched out his hand to me: "Go before the fog spreads here."

Sure enough, it is the problem of "fog"?

I ran up a few steps, and when I jumped into the cabin, I lightly supported the other person's palm, passed him and sat down safely, and the helicopter immediately left the ground. The orange-haired young man "floated" in and sat next to me the moment the cabin door closed.

"Shut up later, and sit obediently in Professor Glasses' safety zone. I'm going to give Dazai a hard punch anyway, so you just need to protect yourself."

"...Actually, I wanted to ask just now, why do you mention Dazai so frequently every time?"

Although he is Schrödinger's boyfriend, it still feels a little weird to hear news about him from others.

"!"

The originally dignified atmosphere was suddenly broken, and Zhong Ye paused for a moment, then turned his eyes suspiciously: "It's nothing, you are with mackerel now, out of a sense of responsibility as a friend, I also know about that guy's dark history , I will naturally be more worried about you!"

"So, what did Dazai do again? Even you had to be dispatched. He probably made an earth-shattering event... If I'm not mistaken..."

The "Holy Grail" dropped by the singularity this time will probably be in human form, and it is very likely that even the boss will be fought on behalf of someone. Am I finally fulfilling my dream of being the boss of paddling water and laying corpses?

Zhong Yuanzhong is really not a person who is good at lying, probably he is the only one who thinks that as long as he doesn't look into the other person's eyes, he won't reveal his truth.I looked over with a face of "trust" in cooperation: "Huh?" He nodded quickly and bluntly: "You think too much, he just got lost... yes, he got lost a little far away. Look, it's not fog Well, the detective agencies are probably all going to investigate the source of the fog, and no one cares about him for a while. Now the detective agency is in the honeymoon period after the cooperation with the Hong Kong gangsters. Anyway, I am idle in the middle of the night, so I am here. Go and bring him back by the way!"

...You can even come up with the reason of "come here", what else can I say?For the sake of each other's face, for the sake of this friendship boat can continue to sail, let's nod in agreement.

While speaking, the small helicopter quickly broke through the clouds, and the swaying airflow told me that there must be a larger aircraft not far away.Zhong also pressed his hat and said "Excuse me", and carried me out of the cabin door like a rice bag. The weight of the person under the effect of gravity is almost negligible. He stepped on the landing gear and took off vigorously. An opening was made, and almost a second later I was taken onto the wing of another large plane by a small orange-haired youth.

People with supernatural powers are really cheating...

Coach, I want to learn this too!The next time you are airdropped, you will be able to appear more handsomely...

"Remember what I just said, don't let me rashly

Run out, or I will beat you together! "

The connecting port of the large military aircraft was slowly opened, and before I could apply for a more elegant posture, I was carried all the way into the cabin, and I was "planted" on the ground to let go of my hands after making sure that there would be no oolong accident: " Alright, find a place to hide yourself."

I grinned at him, which of course was impossible.

Although it is the same battle, but our battlefield is different, even if we know that this is advice from a friend, we can only ignore it.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Zhong also felt that I was probably scared by him, and I was satisfied with holding my hat and kicking the big guy all the way in when I saw the door. I followed behind like a little tail, and I heard him threatening the people in the command room like a debt collector: "A phone call so late called me over like a delivery guy, are you ready to pay?!"

As for the person he threatened, I tilted my head and looked inside—oh, it was also an acquaintance.

Isn’t it Mr. Sakaguchi who often looks haggard, another friend of Dazai’s who writes “sandbag” and reads it as “Ango”?

It turns out that he has been mixed into the high-level government. It is estimated that he has been tortured by Dazai in recent years.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I have to say..."

Zhong Ye raised his hand to stop what he didn't say, and stepped forward to grab the other party's collar: "Believe it or not, I beat you like a cat's head, huh?"

He walked forward and left the door, just in time for Mr. Sakaguchi to see me. The young man with glasses quickly shut his mouth and remained silent for a moment: "In short, no matter who owes someone, I can only entrust this matter to you now. If you can't do it before dawn To control the spread of the 'fog'...the clock tower servants will airdrop combustion-type supernatural powers to completely wipe out Shibusawa Tatsuhiko at the cost of the entire Yokohama."

Um?Bell tower attendant?

My eyes lit up when I sensed the elements—there was a clue that was automatically delivered to my door!