[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

"The sudden appearance of a killer in Yokohama is very unusual. Mr. Dazai, you don't seem very surprised that the president was injured..." Jie Shuyi paused and suddenly moved closer to Dazai.

Dazai still had that smug smile on his face, and Jie Shuyi was so close to him that the tips of their noses were almost touching, and they could even clearly see the fuzz on each other's faces.

Xie Shuyi's voice was hoarse, "Mr. Dazai, have you guessed something?"

Dazai put his arms around Jie Shuyi's neck, and his hot breath hit the latter's cheek, causing Jie Shuyi's face to turn red almost instantly.

Dazai was still laughing, "Ah~ Xiao Shuyi has become so sensitive now~"

Xie Shuyi stood up straight stiffly. He guessed that Mr. Dazai already had a plan, and his immediate reaction was simply that he didn't want to understand it more deeply.

But if Xie Shuyi does not get involved in the plan, then who can protect Mr. Dazai's safety?

"Mr. Dazai, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will definitely protect you closely for the next period of time."

Dazai hummed, smiled with some relief, and raised his chin, as if asking Jie Shuyi to continue.

Xie Shuyi sat back in the chair, the strength in his body instantly released. He closed his eyes tiredly, and his tense body relaxed, leaning lazily against the back of the chair.

"It's obvious that the assassin is now targeting the psychics in Yokohama. I don't know who his next target will be. But it's obvious that the assassin's psychic ability is beyond the healing range of my psychic ability. For your safety, Mr. Dazai, I must protect you closely."

Dazai held his head in his hands, leaned back, and put his long legs on the table, lazily folding them together, "You're so worried about me? As expected! Xiaoyi-chan, just admit it, it's human nature to fall in love with me."

Xie Shuyi selectively ignored Mr. Dazai's words, "That assassin... the assassin who walks in the air. I have never heard of his name."

Xie Shuyi's expression was more serious than ever before. "His ability is so special, it is impossible that I have not heard of his name in Yokohama or internationally. Since I don't know him, then he can't be in the same industry as me."

"So he can only be a half-baked person. There is no way for a half-baked person to kill so many people with special abilities."

Dazai's eyebrows curved, "Xiao Yi-chan, you rarely care so much about something. Is it just because he hurt the president?"

Xie Shuyi frowned slightly, "He might hurt you too."

"All supernatural powers are ineffective against me. He can't hurt me."

Xie Shuyi said quickly, "What if it was just an ordinary physical attack? Since there is an assassin, we must consider more possibilities."

"Walking in the air... This auxiliary ability can't make him a killer who can change the situation in Yokohama. His ability must be something else. He must have done something to achieve this effect."

Dazai guided patiently, "What kind of ability is that?"

Xie Shuyi sat in the recliner. He was silent for a long time, until it gradually darkened, and Dazai still didn't get an answer.

The latter stood up and yawned lazily, "Go back and rest early, don't you have to follow me tomorrow?"

Jie Shuyi did not answer, still with his head down. He sat in the recliner, his long hair blocking his face.

Perhaps it was his habit as a killer that made his breathing steady and light, and Dazai couldn't tell whether he was awake or asleep.

Just as Dazai pushed the door open and was about to leave, there was a sudden noise behind him, like the sound of a chair being pushed away.

Dazai stopped and turned around. Xie Shuyi was standing there sober, muttering, "I thought of it, I thought of it."

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he seemed to have discovered the identity of the assassin.

Dazai raised a smile and put his hand on the door handle again, "Remember to go to bed early, Xiaoyi-chan."

The next morning, Jie Shuyi was already waiting at the door of the detective agency's staff apartment before dawn.

It was not until the third hour of the morning, when the soup dumplings that Jie Shuyi had specially bought had already gone cold, that Dazai pushed open the door with messy hair and yawning.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a bang, obviously the iron door hit something.

Dazai rubbed his sleepy eyes, slowly lowered his head, and met a pair of resentful eyes.

Dazai subconsciously raised his hand, "Hi~ Good morning~ Xiaoyi-chan~"

Xie Shuyi rubbed the bump on his head with a feeling of grievance and handed over the breakfast in his hand. "It's late. It's almost noon."

After Dazai finished his brunch, he leisurely headed to the detective agency.

Xie Shuyi adhered to the idea of ​​never alerting the enemy, and chose to hide in the dark and follow Mr. Dazai silently. He was not afraid of losing him, after all...

Xie Shuyi glanced at the small green icon on his phone.

Even if Mr. Dazai was kidnapped on the street, he would be able to find Mr. Dazai.

The distance from the staff dormitory to the detective agency is not long, but it still takes 15 minutes to walk. Just as we passed the commercial street, we suddenly heard a noisy sound in the front.

Thick smoke was billowing from the area surrounded by the crowd, and they seemed to be discussing something.

Xie Shuyi could vaguely hear words such as "traffic accident", "car", "explosion", "murder", etc.

You can't see inside from the ground, so in order to avoid it being a trap set by the assassin, Xie Shuyi found a high point to see the situation clearly.

When he jumped up and looked down with the clearest perspective, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the two people next to the exploded car.

Mori...Ogai?

Mori Ogai was holding Alice's hand, with several policemen in front of him. After comforting the little girl, he had a conversation with the policemen with a smile on his face.

Although he didn't know what Mori Ougai was talking about, Xie Shuyi could tell from his expression that he was obviously talking nonsense.

His eyes fell on the burning and exploding car nearby.

"So... the assassin's target isn't just the detective agency, he even wants to kill the port mafia."

"Rain and dew...are they evenly distributed?"