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

Ranpo walked alone in a remote path. At sunset, the soft yellow sunlight shone on the dilapidated old building, seeming to divide this place into a unique world.

Incompatible with all the new things around.

Ranpo opened the dilapidated gate, and the rusty iron door made a crackling sound. It was pitch black inside, and the only remaining light came from outside the iron gate.

Ranpo walked in. In the dim light, he could see countless debris piled up on both sides of the corridor, and even more garbage left at the corner of the stairs.

This place has obviously been forgotten, but it is filled with the smell of corruption left over from people's lives.

Every step he took on the stairs could be heard with a crisp sound, and the empty echo seemed to tell Ranpo that there was no one here.

Ranpo walked up step by step, and when he reached the third floor he suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head in confusion and looked at the bottomless corridor in front of him, "Does it smell like blood?"

He walked to the end of the corridor, avoiding the debris. He saw a rusty iron door in front of him that was half-open. Ranpo pushed the door open without hesitation.

Even the windows of the abandoned room were removed by the workers. As the sun set, warm light shone in, allowing people to see the scene inside the house clearly.

The bald man in kimono seemed to have lost consciousness, sitting weakly on the bench, and the bloody smell that was smelled earlier came from his injured abdomen.

"Captain Taneda!" Ranpo's eyes widened instantly and he quickly ran into the room.

Hearing the call, Taneda raised his head, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled reluctantly, "Oh, isn't this Fukuzawa's little detective?"

The moment he finished speaking, he seemed to have lost the strength to even sit up, and his body fell straight to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Ranpo half-crouched down in worry. He wanted to help Mr. Taneda up, but heard the latter's weak voice.

"I know the purpose of the Five Degenerations of the Celestial Beings."

Ranpo carefully helped him up. Mr. Taneda took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in his chest, and spoke with great difficulty.

"The Five Decayed Heavenly Beings is an organization made up of five criminals. The clown Nikolai, the demon Fyodor, and the remaining three are also special level dangerous psychics."

Mr. Taneda looked at Ranpo, who was holding the bleeding spot on his chest tightly. His voice became weaker and weaker. "And one of them has the ability to exchange the information that the other party wants to know. I was injured by that guy."

Ranpo frowned, "That means..."

Taneda nodded, "Yes, the information was stolen."

He nodded at his brain, with an apologetic look in his eyes, "From me."

The excessive blood loss made the pain in his chest more obvious. Taneda obviously couldn't hold on any longer. He grabbed the corner of Ranpo's clothes and said, "But on the other hand, I also know the purpose of that group of people."

Ranpo saw his wounds getting worse and worse, and took out his cell phone. "I'll call Tefok first. You must get treatment immediately."

Taneda held down his wrist, biting his back teeth with the last bit of strength and persisting, "They used my memory to steal the pages."

Ranpo was slightly stunned, "Pages?"

"There is a blank novel in which everything written will become reality. We once took a page from the book to study it." Taneda curled his lips, "The page stolen by the Five Decays of Heaven has the same power as the sealed book."

Ranpo quickly realized that the sealed book that Chief Taneda mentioned was the "book" that the [Group] had once been eager to obtain at the cost of destroying Yokohama.

It seemed that Zhongtian had completely lost all his strength due to the pain. His body was shaking constantly due to the pain, and his figure was swaying back and forth.

"However, the book itself has limitations. As a story, the content written must be causally coherent as a whole. Books have the ability to rewrite reality, and somehow they need the British coherence of the story."

"I'm afraid the esper with this ability set it up this way on purpose. But I think this is also a good restriction. After all, it can prevent someone from writing... that humans will suddenly die out for unknown reasons one day."

After Zhongtian finished speaking a long paragraph, he finally couldn't hold on and fell heavily to the ground.

Ranpo exclaimed and tried to help him, but was pushed away by the latter.

"Give up the fight and run away."

"That group of people wanted to use the detective agency to bring about destruction."

Ranpo stood up, and just before he was about to call for help, he suddenly heard a ticking sound behind him.

Turning around, I found that a brand new surveillance camera had appeared on the originally dilapidated iron gate.

Ranpo narrowed his eyes, it was obviously not there a few seconds ago.

He was certain.

At this moment of hesitation, the palm that was originally holding the phone became cold. Ranbu lowered his head and found that a blood-stained dagger was held there.

He raised his hand and looked at the murder weapon that appeared out of nowhere.

His eyes opened slightly.

"Changing reality... is that the power of the pages?"

When he looked at the camera behind him again, he curled the corners of his mouth.

If nothing unexpected happens, the camera should have captured him being transformed into the murderer and then stabbing Chief Taneda.

As if to agree with his guess, the next moment, the outside of this abandoned building was surrounded by criminal police, and the sound of loud speakers echoed in his ears.

"Warning to the murderer! Put down your weapons and surrender immediately. Say it again..."

......

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers~ Seven flowers on one vine~ Wind and rain~ Not afraid~ La~ La~ La~"

In the conference building surrounded by countless special forces teams, unknown and strange nursery rhymes continued to echo, and the combat commander had received a message from his subordinates for the fourth time.

But every time someone went in the direction of the sound, there would be no news in less than five minutes.

In order to prioritize the solution of the Armed Detective Agency, which is the Five Decays of Heaven and Earth, the commander did not hesitate to let his special forces team avoid the places where the nursery rhymes were and go to the 4th floor first.

The members of the Armed Detective Agency who were still in the hostage room were surrounded and killed.

"Sniper team lost the target!"

"It's an illusion ability, but they can't even eliminate body temperature. Everyone, please put on infrared night vision goggles."

The team in the elevator heard the order and immediately put on their infrared night vision goggles. The team leader held the intercom and said, "We are in the elevator and will be on the fourth floor soon."

The commander warned, "Bullets are useless against two psychics with extraordinary strength and healing abilities. The assault team, prepare the hypnotic gas bombs!"

"Yes!"

The only sound on the other side of the intercom was a man's solemn voice, "This murderous organization that is disguised as a kind person, your retribution has come."

At this time, the elevator had risen to the third floor. All members of the team were ready, with their guns loaded and their fingertips on the sides of the guns.

When the elevator arrow pointed to the fourth floor, the captain made a gesture and the team members were about to rush out, but with the elevator shaking violently, the elevator door was stuck and did not open.

The captain seemed not to have expected such an accident to happen, but he acted decisively, put away his gun without hesitation, and prepared to pry open the elevator door with his bare hands.

The teams do not fight independently, so they cannot wait here for rescue from other teammates and must leave the elevator immediately.

Go to the hostage room and meet up with other comrades to simultaneously encircle and suppress the members of the detective agency of Tianren Wushuai.

Seeing this, the other members of the team quickly put away their guns and stepped forward to help the captain.

Just when the elevator was half opened, a few crisp knocking sounds echoed in my ears.

The captain held the gun vigilantly and pointed the muzzle at the half-open elevator door. Through the narrow gap in the door, he did not see anyone outside in his field of vision.

He did not let his guard down, but kept his finger on the trigger, as if ready to shoot at any time.

He was right to be alert, but unfortunately his gun was pointed at the wrong place.

"Calabash Brothers, Calabash Brothers~ Seven flowers on one vine~ Wind and rain~ Not afraid~ La~ La~ La~"

The moment the song stopped, the wall above the elevator was torn open by someone with bare hands.