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

As soon as he got in the car, Xie Shuyi stared at Tanizaki with curiosity, and his fiery gaze made the latter feel a little nervous.

Tanizaki couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Finally having a chance to speak, Xie Shuyi's mood became more excited. "Did you kill Mori Ougai?"

He received no response.

Tanizaki lowering his head was already the best answer.

Xie Shuyi sat cross-legged beside him as if to comfort him, "It's normal that he wasn't killed. There are always a few people around him who protect him closely. I tried to kill him before but failed."

Tanizaki still didn't respond. He was like a puppet without a soul. He closed his eyes numbly and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

When he appeared to be in such a pessimistic and weak state while being certain that he was not injured, there was only one answer.

Tanizaki sat with his head lowered, his body bent with his arms resting on his knees, looking like he was thinking about something.

Xie Shuyi squatted down, put his head between Tanizaki's legs in a twisted posture, and lifted up Tanizaki's hanging hair with his hands.

Tanizaki was startled by his action and suddenly opened his eyes, seeing a magnified beautiful face in front of him.

"Have you been threatened?" Xie Shuyi knew the nature of the port mafia too well. After all, they still liked to solve problems by killing.

Tanizaki pursed his lips and was about to say something when Jie Shuyi straightened up again and slowly sat down beside him.

"It looks like he's been threatened by Naomi." Xie Shuyi said as he fiddled with his phone. He then adjusted it to the correct page and handed the phone screen to Tanizaki.

The two green punctuation marks above are positioned together and flashing continuously.

Xie Shuyi kindly explained for him, "The one on the left is the clerk sister's, and the one next to it is Naomi's positioning point."

Tanizaki looked up in surprise, "You installed a tracker on Naomi?"

Xie Shuyi met his eyes innocently, "What's wrong? Everyone in the detective agency has it."

"I treat everyone equally. I have installed a locator in each of your phones."

Xie Shuyi took back the phone without blinking, his face full of innocence and simplicity, as if he didn't notice the shock in Tanizaki's eyes or the sudden quietness in the car.

Xie Shuyi did not forget to comfort Tanizaki, and raised his chin proudly, "So don't worry, even if something happens, I will know it at the first time."

But after waiting for a long time, the child did not receive the expected praise. Only then did he realize that the car seemed... strangely quiet?

Blinking his eyes, he looked at everyone with a strange look, "What's wrong?"

Kunikida coughed twice, put the phone into his pocket calmly, and pulled the corner of his mouth to pretend to be calm.

Jie Shuyi looked at Kunikida with strange eyes. In the end, Dazai held back the smile on his face, suppressed the trembling of his body, and pulled Jie Shuyi to his side.

The solemn atmosphere was slightly livened up by this little episode, although in an extremely strange way.

"What's the current situation of the Port Mafia?" Ranpo asked.

Miyazawa held the tablet in his hands, "It seems that the leader has been moved to the underground shelter."

Xie Shuyi said, "Ah, it's hard to sneak in there."

Ranpo hesitated and asked, "Is the only way to break through from the front?"

Xie Shuyi asked in confusion, "But wouldn't this be exactly what the enemy wants?"

Atsushi nodded, "And Ranpo-san, according to the contact we just received, the president won't allow us to go to war with the Port Mafia."

[It is more important to protect the stability and peace of this city than my life. 】

Atsushi continued, "This is an order from the dying president."

The president's order, just five words, could put everyone in an awkward position.

Xie Shuyi didn't care about killing people, but he could see everyone's dilemma.

He tugged at the corner of Mr. Dazai's clothes and said, "Besides finding the mutant who created the virus, can we think of any other way?"

Ranpo spoke first, "I have already tried this. It is clear that the enemy is very cunning and treacherous. It is impossible to break through the ingenious trap he designed within the limited time."

Atsushi lowered his head and clenched his fists. "Even Ranpo-san can't do anything?"

Xie Shuyi did not glance sideways at Ranpo's answer, but stared into Mr. Dazai's eyes.

He always felt that Mr. Dazai had already thought of a solution, but he just let things develop into a bad situation.

Jie Shuyi opened his mouth to ask, but Mr. Dazai's fingertips were already on his lips.

Jie Shuyi tilted his head in confusion, and Dazai's fingertips turned into palms and pinched Jie Shuyi's chin.

He forced the latter to get closer to him, and put his lips close to Shuyi's ear, "Leave it to Ranpo-san."

Xie Shuyi looked at Dazai in confusion. He moved his mouth but made no sound. He just asked with his mouth, "Why?"

We already have a plan, so why let things take their own course?

If everyone in the detective agency chooses to confront the Port Mafia head-on, casualties are inevitable, and no one wants to see such a scene.

Even in the end, the president couldn't be saved.

If there is a better way, why not speak up...

Xie Shuyi's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he jumped up as if he had suddenly realized something. His uncontrolled movements made a huge noise, causing the remaining people to look at him sideways.

Xie Shuyi quickly explained that he had touched it accidentally, then squatted down with an excited expression. He stared at Mr. Dazai and felt as if he had touched the threshold.

Unless Mr. Ranpo's impatient plan coincides with some part of Mr. Dazai's plan.

In other words, Mr. Ranpo's actions can help Mr. Dazai complete his plan.

And Mr. Dazai already has a back-up plan. He can make sure and guarantee that no one from the detective agency will die in the attack.

The reason why he didn't tell the detective agency about this was probably because he was afraid that Dostoevsky would find out. Everything seemed reasonable.

The next second, Xie Shuyi couldn't help but frown.

But Mr. Dazai can't do all this by himself.

Xie Shuyi frowned in displeasure. It turned out that he was not the key partner of Mr. Dazai.

He reached out and grabbed Mr. Dazai's collar, forcing him to lower his head, and the two of them pressed their cheeks against each other in an extremely ambiguous posture.

"Mr. Dazai, who can help me?"