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

Atsushi followed behind Kyoka, and it was not difficult for him to imagine what the other people in the detective agency were going through. Dazai and the president were arrested, and even Mr. Kunikida was missing.

This is Fyodor's plan for the Armed Detective Agency.

He raised his hand and put on his hat, pulling the brim down low.

The Detective Agency saved me so many times, but I couldn't save the Detective Agency...

His head dropped even lower, his clenched fists behind his back.

'Tiger is strong, but you are weak.'

Thinking of Mr. Kunikida's evaluation of himself, Atsushi felt even more powerless. If only he could become stronger, maybe he could save the detective agency.

"Are you giving up just like that?"

A clear male voice sounded behind him. Dun stood there in a daze as if he had been in another world. His face was full of shock, and the bloodstain on his forehead was still clearly visible.

He turned his head impatiently, but there was no familiar figure in sight, only the noisy streets and pedestrians walking everywhere.

Jinghua stopped and looked back at Dun, "What's wrong?"

The shock on Dun's face had not yet disappeared. He had indeed heard Mr. Dazai's voice just now. Although it was an illusion, it made his restless heart gradually calm down.

He suppressed his restless heartbeat, and like a sworn knight, he slowly placed his right hand on his chest.

Yes, if it was Mr. Dazai, what would he do in this situation.

Thinking of the gentleman who was as dazzling as light, in a trance, Atsushi seemed to be able to see Mr. Dazai's smile under the light and shadow.

His cloudy eyes gradually became clear, and his fingertips on his chest suddenly clenched his clothes.

Yes! There is only one clue that can prove the detective agency innocent!

"A big job will come to the detective agency soon! You must not accept it!"

After listening to Atsushi's retelling, Jinghua tilted her head in confusion, "Oguri Mushitaro?"

Atsushi nodded, "Yes, he warned Ranpo-san before it happened. He knew about the plan, so he must also know who the real murderer is. He might even know how to get the detective agency back to its original state."

Dun took out his cell phone, selected a number and pressed the dial button.

Jinghua asked doubtfully, "But he is missing now, how can we find him?"

Dun gave a reassuring smile, "There is a way."

As he finished speaking, the phone was connected at this moment, "Moses Moses, this is Dun from the Armed Detective Agency."

Fifteen minutes later, the two arrived downstairs of the Manhasset Security Company.

Passing through the unsupervised yet tightly surrounded hall, it was not difficult for Jinghua to guess the purpose of coming here.

When standing without reservation in a small space, dozens of surveillance cameras surround them in 360 degrees without blind spots.

"Using Francis's Eye of God?"

Jinghua pursed her lips. She was a little uncomfortable with the strong and dazzling light. "But is it really okay? That man was our former enemy. He might sell us out to the military and police."

The AI ​​in the surveillance was identifying the appearance and identity of Atsushi and Jinghua. The two were now standing in the surveillance circle, and even if they wanted to retreat, they had no chance.

Dun held Jinghua's hand and said, "He said he's willing to hear the whole story first."

With a slight beep, "Authentication successful."

The tightly closed mechanical door in front of them was opened, and the two stepped into Fehast Security Company. Walking through the empty hall, Jinghua's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"During the [Co-eating Incident], Mr. Dazai cleverly tricked the other party into cooperating with us, so we had no choice but to try our best to find a solution."

Jinghua was observing the surroundings all the way. Although it is a surveillance company famous for its "Eye in the Sky", could it be that there are too few security personnel?

Even the reception hall was empty, so there must be something wrong.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the elevator that Dun was the first to notice something was wrong.

Jinghua had already grabbed the phone in her pocket, "What's wrong?"

Dun's expression turned serious, "It smells of blood."

When the elevator reached the 37th floor, Dun instantly used his supernatural power to transform into a half-beast and quickly ran towards the place where the bloody smell came from.

When he turned two corners, he saw Alcott lying unconscious on the ground.

Dun quickly stepped forward and called out, "Are you okay?"

Olcott struggled to straighten half of his body, and when he saw who was in front of him, his unfocused eyes immediately lit up with anticipation.

She endured the severe pain in her body, her voice trembling, "You are... I'm fine, go help Master Ferranci..."

Olcott pointed toward the stairs with great effort, and before he could even finish his words, he fell heavily to the ground and fainted completely.

Seeing that there was no time for them to think, Dun entrusted Alcott to Jinghua, then took off the troublesome brim of his hat and quickly ran upstairs.

When Dun ran to the top floor, walked through the wide corridor and came to the magnificent conference room, through the transparent glass, he could see the tables and chairs inside that had already become broken and dilapidated due to the battle.

Ferranci covered his injured right shoulder. Blood soaked through his beige suit, penetrated his clothes, wet his wrist and then dripped onto the ground.

The smell of blood that Dun smelled earlier came from here.

"Your change of purpose is truly tremendous, Reverend Sir."

"For the sake of the woman I love, I will kill my target."

Dun looked in the direction of the other voice's source and saw former group member Nathaniel standing in the dark corner of the room. His eyes moved in a strange manner and the mumbling sounds from his mouth were repetitive like a machine.

Hearing this, Francesi just curled his lips and smiled, "Are you referring to Margaret? Even though you forgot everything, you still wanted to save him. It's really touching."

The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by contempt. Ferranci's fingertips kept turning, as if filled with endless anger, "But, you dare to forget my face, you deserve to die!"

"Body enhancement! $5!"

As he finished speaking, dazzling golden light emerged from his body. Countless golden lights became a protective shield, covering him.

As the dazzling light gradually faded, green marks of surging energy appeared on Francesi's handsome face.

The pen, which was thrown out with the power enhanced by supernatural powers, was so powerful that even Nathaniel couldn't block it. It passed through his palm and pierced directly into the screen behind him.

When his cheeks and fingertips were covered with bloody scratches, there was no doubt that Ferranci had won the battle.

Nathaniel fled out the window in a panic, covering his wound. Francesi did not pursue him. He just looked at the huge French window that was shattered by the supernatural power, stood in front of the building, and overlooked everything below.

"Escaped?"

It's not that he didn't want to root out the evil, but Francesi never thought that today's attack was just someone's whim. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind it.

A rash advance will only result in a greater price.

Dun witnessed the fight between the two men with his own eyes. Even from a distance, through the glass window, he could still feel Ferransci's power.

As expected of the former leader of the group.

but...

Dun's brows gradually furrowed.

Why would assassins attack here at this point?

He stepped into the messy conference room. The incandescent sunlight from outside the high-rise building shone in. Francesi turned around and saw that the visitor had only a faint smile on his face.

He pulled over two chairs and sat opposite Dun, quietly waiting for the latter's next words.

After listening to Dun's retelling of everything he knew about the past two days, Francesi suddenly burst into a very hearty laugh. He leaned back slightly and looked at Dun as if he was looking at an innocent child.

"You said the detective agency was wrongly accused?"

Dun knew that for the detective agency, everything was urgent! He had already clenched his fists in anxiety, wishing he could kneel down and swear to prove his innocence.

"Of course it's true!" The boy's voice was passionate and clear.

Just by looking at Dun's expression, Francesi had no reason not to believe it, but he still had to ask the questions in his heart.

He crossed his legs and placed his hands on his knees. "What about the footage of the hostage killing shown on TV?"

Dun's expression was solemn and serious. "We were framed. The mastermind behind this was the Five Decays of Heaven. That Fyodor was also involved in this conspiracy."

When he heard Ferdor's name, Francesi's previously casual expression gradually faded, and the smile in his eyes when he looked at Dun was no longer there.

His sharp eyes swept over Dun's expression, analyzing the truth and falsehood in the boy's words layer by layer. When he had made a thorough judgment, Ferrans closed his eyes.

He seemed to understand why this assassination happened today.

Happy Little Day 7

(Timeline when Xie Shuyi first arrived in Yokohama)

It was late at night, and Xie Shuyi was lying in the dormitory of the detective agency, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The new silk pajamas that Kunikida bought for him were very comfortable to wear, but Jie Shuyi was not used to wearing them. When he thought of the kind look on this uncle's face, the expression on Jie Shuyi's face became unnatural.

Apart from the uncle, he has never seen such a good person.

It’s all Dazai’s fault for making up some kind of relative identity for him.

It had only been four years since I last met Dazai, but this man's temper had changed so quickly.

Although I had never been on a mission with him when I was in the Port Mafia, I knew a thing or two about this former cadre from other people. His methods and thoughts were more terrifying than each other.

When we met again after four years, I thought he had suddenly become a gentle and nice guy.

Unexpectedly, he still hasn't given up his damn suicidal habit.

If the uncle knew about this, he might come back to check out of worry. If the State Department or the port mafia found out, it would be a big trouble.

Thinking of Dazai's smiling face, Xie Shuyi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

He gathered the quilt together and lay down on the pillow which still smelled of sunshine. He gradually fell into a sleep while mumbling to himself.

He slept uneasily that day. When he woke up, he found himself wearing a school uniform. When he looked at the badge on his chest with blurry eyes, he realized that he had become a sophomore student.

Xie Shuyi's mind was full of doubts, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Just as he heard the bell for class and hurried to the classroom, he suddenly heard shouting and cursing from the corner in front of him.

In line with the principle of "watching the fun is not a big deal", Xie Shuyi did not have the slightest self-awareness as a student and just ran over to watch the show.

When I got closer, I realized that the person being beaten was an acquaintance.

"Dazai?"

After hearing this name, Xie Shuyi was still in a daze and hadn't come to his senses.

It was clearly the first time we met, how come I could call out his name right away?

He saw that the pale-skinned man whom he called Dazai was also wearing the same school uniform as him.

At this moment, Dazai was beaten and collapsed on the ground. When he looked up at him, his pupils were full of help.

I don’t know what happened, but before Xie Shuyi could react, he subconsciously rushed forward to help him fight off those people.

Until three or five fists were thrown at Jie Shuyi's head, no matter how hard he tried, he was always repelled by those broad-chested and strong men.

Xie Shuyi had never been treated like this before. He was so angry that his teeth were itching. When he raised his fist to rush forward again, the sturdy man kicked him over.

Xie Shuyi suddenly woke up in bed, gasping for breath. Was the anger still on his face?

Are you kidding me?

I can't even beat a few junior high school students? ! ! !

He had a few curse words stuck in his mouth but couldn't utter them out loud, and he was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"How can this Dazai be so stupid? He can be bullied by a group of students!"

Xie Shuyi bit his back teeth and pinched the quilt again.

I will fight for another 500 years!!

When Xie Shuyi fell asleep again, he unexpectedly had the same dream as before. Dazai was still lying on the ground and being beaten, but this time, a bloody iron rod suddenly appeared in his hand.

Xie Shuyi's face was filled with a vicious smile.

Bullying Dazai?

Die to me! !

After a fierce battle, all the students who had been so arrogant before were knocked to the ground by him.

The iron rod is stained with blood, and whoever it hits will die.

Jie Shuyi couldn't see the faces of those people clearly. He could only see Dazai on the ground struggling to stand up, looking at him with gratitude in his eyes.

The corners of Xie Shuyi's mouth were almost raised to the sky with pride.

Although I didn't know why I was so happy after saving him, I couldn't stop the joy in my heart.

Dazai tenderly tucked his messy hair behind his ears and leaned gently on Jie Shuyi's shoulder.

The latter felt the warm breath hitting his shoulders, and although he wanted to distance himself from her because he was not used to it, he actually enjoyed it.

He only heard Dazai say.

"Did you have an erotic dream?"

In an instant, Xie Shuyi woke up suddenly.

The breathing on his neck was not an illusion in his dream. At this moment, there was someone beside his bed, and his dark eyes looked extremely bright in the night.

Xie Shuyi moved backwards using all four limbs almost like a cockroach.

Dazai sat there cross-legged, with one hand clenched into a fist and supporting his chin, "What kind of sweet dream did you have? You're smiling so charmingly."

Xie Shuyi curled his lips and said, "It's a pleasure to help others."

Dazai smiled sweetly, "Looking at your expression, you look more like a hero saving a beautiful girl."