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

Jie Shuyi's strength was not very great, and he clearly left half an inch of distance, but Mr. Dazai came closer as if on purpose.

"You want to know that much?"

The warm breath hit his jaw and cheeks, and Xie Shuyi subconsciously shrank his head. He wanted to step back and hide his neck, but every time his body leaned back a little, Mr. Dazai leaned forward a little.

The two's movements became increasingly inconsistent. Xie Shuyi quickly supported his shaky body with his hands and turned his head awkwardly, "Okay, okay, I know you don't want to tell me, so I won't ask."

He controlled the volume so that no one else could hear it, and only Dazai, who was standing nearby, could hear it clearly.

Dazai threw a playful wink, "You'll know soon enough, don't worry."

He sat back in his seat. Although the smile on his face did not change much, Jie Shuyi felt that Mr. Dazai seemed happier.

Because of my obedience?

Or is it because I guessed the truth?

Xie Shuyi would not ask the question, because not only would he not get an answer, he would also be teased.

What he was more curious about was who could help the detective agency at this moment?

Are there any other members of the detective agency that you don't know about?

Since he couldn't get an answer from Mr. Dazai, Xie Shuyi subconsciously wanted to ask Xiao Ranpo. However, when he turned around and glanced, he realized that it was wartime and his mentality seemed a little too leisurely.

Rubbing his nose guiltily, he quickly sat down next to Dun obediently.

Suddenly he joined the conversation, "Under the president's order that we don't want to fight with the Port Mafia, if we choose to start a war, it would be a blatant disobedience to the order~"

Ranpo was silent for two seconds, "Having said that, it is up to you to decide whether to participate."

"Should we go to war with the Port Mafia, or retreat?"

Kunikida frowned in embarrassment, "Does that mean we should make a choice now?"

Ranpo nodded, "That's right, we don't have time to hesitate."

Dazai spoke slowly in the corner of the carriage, "If people knew that the president had been in a safe space, the Port Mafia would definitely use coercion. The family, friends and important people of the members would be taken hostage. They would definitely threaten us to hand over the president, or they would kill the hostages one by one..."

Ranpo continued, "If it turns out like this, even our detective agency will have to give in."

Everyone's faces became increasingly ugly, with Tanizaki's reaction being the most obvious. Naomi was the most important person to him, but facing the threat from the port mafia, he was powerless and couldn't even guarantee that he could protect his sister's safety.

Not just him, everyone is the same.

Everyone has family or friends who are ordinary people, but as Dazai and Ranpo said, if the Port Mafia cannot find the president, they will definitely resort to threats and killing.

"A bloody road strewn with corpses." Xie Shuyi leaned back and rested his head against the wall of the carriage. There was no emotion in this sentence, but it was a death warning full of facts.

Tanizaki stood up after struggling for a moment, "I'll join."

His fists were clenched tightly, and there were traces of blood on his beige coat, indicating his hurt mood. His face was pale, but his eyes were determined.

"As a result, we can only protect the detective agency by hurting others..."

Xie Shuyi raised his eyebrows in slight surprise. He thought everyone would continue fighting, but he didn't expect that Tanizaki would be the first to join.

Well, it really is growth~

"I'm joining in too." Yosano stood calmly beside Tanizaki. As a healing psychic providing support from the rear, it was more surprising that she chose to join.

Xie Shuyi asked: "Doctor sister, are you going to the front line too?"

Yosano smiled and said, "I have some history with Dr. Mori. If it were that person, he would probably accept this result."

"That man is scary..." Jinghua also stood up, "But if my knowledge about the Port Mafia can help the detective agency, I will join."

The casual smile on Jie Shuyi's face gradually faded. He knew that Mr. Dazai had already made a plan and no one in the detective agency would die.

So he can feel at ease and casually participate in chats and conversations.

But the people in the detective agency in front of him didn't know.

They don't know whether they will die or win if they fight...

All or nothing...?

Even Miyazawa stood up and said, "I don't really understand what is right or wrong, but if everyone wants to choose the dangerous side, then I will go over and help everyone."

The atmosphere has become so tense, and if Jie Shuyi doesn't join in, he'd be the odd one out.

"Then take me with you." Xie Shuyi chose to go with them.

A battle with a known outcome, a meaningless killing spree, should have been a boring game, but if everyone in the detective agency went, I would still be a little worried if I didn't go.

Xie Shuyi hid all his emotions deep in his eyes. Since Mr. Dazai's plan required a duel to deceive Dostoevsky, he would give Mr. Dazai a gorgeous performance.

"I'm with Xiao Yi-chan." Dazai put his arm around Shuyi's shoulders from behind.

Now Kunikida was the only one who hadn't expressed his opinion.

Ranpo lowered his head and asked, "Kunikida, what do you say?"

Kunikida spoke in a low voice, "The president ordered us to protect the stability and peace of this city. The president's wish is for us to protect the city from destruction and protect the safety of the people from Fyodor's hands."

For others, choosing to fight the Port Mafia is just a matter of wanting to or not wanting to.

But for Mr. Kunikida it means something different.

As the most noble and determined person in the detective agency, he has unparalleled ideals, so Dostoevsky's first goal is to defeat him.

If the rules are broken, innocent people will die.

If he chooses to go to war with the Port Mafia, the city he wants to protect will be destroyed, his ideals will no longer exist, and the peaceful world will be destroyed.

He couldn't help but flash through his mind the scene of the girl in the tunnel pulling the grenade, Jie Shuyi rushing forward, and then a sea of ​​fire.

If Jie Shuyi was not a person with healing abilities, two lives would have been lost in front of him today.

But he was powerless.

Choose to stick to the rules, or abandon the rules and go after the port mafia.

Kunikida was in a helpless struggle. He couldn't make a decision immediately. It was too difficult for him to choose.

The car door was pushed open heavily, and the sunlight shone in. The detective agency was running out of time, and it was obvious that Ranpo did not intend to wait for Kunikida to give an answer, but decided to launch an attack first.

Listening to his companions jumping off the truck one after another, Kunikida clenched his fists tighter and tighter. He grasped the corner of his clothes tightly. He was forcing himself to make a choice, but he was struggling in his heart.

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the thin body blocked the sunlight. Kunikida subconsciously raised his head, and then a cold hand held his cheek.

"What are you worried about?" Xie Shuyi asked.

The hair on the side of the boy's face slid down onto Kunikida's face as he lowered his head, and the slight itchy feeling made Kunikida a little dazed.

"Are you afraid that someone will die?" Xie Shuyi held Mr. Kunikida's hand with a little force.

The latter's face was deformed by his actions, and his lips were pouting helplessly. Now Kunikida wanted to answer, but he couldn't.

Jie Shuyi seemed to be addicted and kept rubbing Mr. Kunikida's face.

"Don't worry about that. No one will die as long as I'm here."

"Even if you break the rules to track down the mastermind, innocent people will be implicated, but I'm here and I won't let them die."

"So Mr. Kunikida, what we have to do now is to rescue the president, save this city, and the next victim who may be abandoned by the mastermind."

Jie Shuyi released the strength in his hand and extended his hand to Mr. Kunikida, whose face turned slightly red due to someone's kneading, and his instinctive emotional reaction was hidden under his pink skin.

Xie Shuyi stood against the light and stretched out his hand to Mr. Kunikida, "Would you like to come in?"

A smile appeared on the boy's face. "A thrilling struggle between the two societies."