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

Xie Shuyi still pretended to be confused, but he already had some guesses in his mind.

His fingertips tapped the table occasionally, his head slightly tilted, his eyes showing a hint of seriousness. His deep black eyes were originally like dazzling black gems, and now as their owner concentrated, they emitted an even more wonderful glow.

So the president’s ability is that No. 57 can suppress his trump card?

Xie Shuyi couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Tsk, I'm getting more and more curious.

"You don't know? Then let me tell you. The president of the Yokohama Armed Detective Agency, Fukuzawa Yukichi, has a special ability - no one can create it."

"It can only be used against one's subordinates, that is, the members of the detective agency. The effect is to enable them to gain the suppressive power of 'adjusting the power of supernatural powers so that they can be controlled.'" No. 57 chuckled.

"It's a very interesting group-assisting ability. With this ability as a support, it can even save your life at a critical moment."

With every word he spoke, he looked at Jie Shuyi with expectant eyes. He wanted to make the other party panic and helpless, he wanted to see the other party reveal his painful and failed side.

He turned his words into an attacking force, and as he spoke, his handsome features were even deformed from using too much force.

"Unfortunately... Such an ability can only be a nightmare for you."

As Xie Shuyi spoke, his brows were deeply furrowed. The troubled look in his eyes at this moment was not acted.

At this moment, the spark of desire in my heart to join the Armed Detective Agency was like being poured with several buckets of cold water, and my heart instantly calmed down.

And No. 57 slowly explained the reason behind this.

"You know your abilities well. In addition to healing, if your second ability is discovered, this power will put you in shackles for the rest of your life. You will become a being that all forces fight for, but at the same time you will lose your freedom and become a killing machine forever."

"When everything is exposed to the public, what will you face? I don't need to explain it."

Every word and sentence in No. 57 shows what Xie Shuyi is really worried about.

His first ability, "healing", did not reach the terrifying standard of an S-class psychic. What was truly frightening was his second ability, "Death Note".

Just imagine, as long as I know your name, I can take someone's life from thousands of miles away.

This is the power that many organizations crave.

As the master of this power, once Xie Shuyi appears in everyone's sight, he will face endless killing and control. He will live like a puppet, and the only meaning of his existence will be killing.

If he doesn't want this to happen, then Xie Shuyi must be on the run all the time, otherwise there is only one way waiting for him.

He slammed the table and stood up, his tone filled with anger after being annoyed.

"That's enough. None of this has anything to do with you. I want to talk to that crazy guy in white."

Upon hearing this, No. 57 thought he had Shuyi under control, and the expression on his face became more arrogant and contemptuous, while the look on his delicate face became more vicious.

"Are you worthy enough to see the gentleman?"

"You want to join the Armed Detective Agency? Do you want me to recall your notorious past for you? You wishful dog."

"Even if you can join, what will happen? If the president knows your ability, can you guarantee that you won't become a killing machine controlled by them? Can you guarantee that you can still be free? Will you be passed around in the hands of various politicians like in the past? No. 21! This is your sad fate!!"

No. 57's words became more and more excessive, and his humiliating remarks were even more provocative. Xie Shuyi could no longer control the urge to attack, and he was about to reach out with his right hand, but he stopped halfway through.

The eyes filled with murderous intent were like being splashed with a basin of cold water, and the red light in the depths of the black eyes disappeared.

This time, Xie Shuyi relied on himself to suppress the murderous urge deep in his heart.

He pursed his lips.

I promised Mr. Dazai...

I said I wouldn't kill anyone...

No. 57 sneered after seeing his actions. In his eyes, Xie Shuyi's appearance was more of a sign of cowardice.

I want to let you see that beneath this appearance, you hide nothing but a cowardly and dirty heart.

I am better than you.

I am much stronger than you!

"Let me teach you what it means to kill someone!"

As he finished his words, an even more vicious smile appeared on No. 57's face.

"Supernatural power - Golden Cage!"

The sacred golden chains slowly extended from No. 57's hands, as if they were living spirits. Someone noticed the strangeness here and wanted to leave in panic.

But the golden chain had already closed the door of the coffee shop, and a substance harder than gold had wrapped around the door handle, so no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't escape.

Therefore, under the control of the master, some of these chains directly penetrate the human body.

Every time the chain leaves a person's body, it will take out some body tissue with it. After being stirred back and forth several times, the several big holes in the body are enough to make a person lose consciousness.

These poor ordinary people are like brilliant fireworks, they are scattered in this cafe, and you can find a part of them in every corner.

No. 57 laughed wildly with excitement, accompanied by the screams of the passengers. The shrill noise made Jie Shuyi feel uncomfortable.

Now he finally understood why the table was chosen in the very center of the cafe.

It turns out that he just wanted to make it easier to kill people.

Xie Shuyi's sight fell on the first girl who fell to the ground and wailed. She was an acquaintance of hers, the girl who wanted to add Huangmao's WeChat not long ago.

But at this moment, the clean school uniform was stained with blood, and the childish face was already filled with fear. The iron chain pierced through her chest, and it was very painful but not enough to cause death.

The conspicuous hole was still bubbling with blood. What awaited her was a long period of fear, followed by death from bleeding.

What a horrible way to die.

The entire cafe suddenly became like hell.

Xie Shuyi scratched his ears and looked at the yellow-haired man in front of him whose face was flushed with anger. He yawned nonchalantly.

Even though he liked killing people in the past and was keen on finding pleasure in death, Jie Shuyi never vented his emotions in this way.

He slaughtered the weak, and many innocent people died at his hands.

But Jie Shuyi will not rely on slaughtering the weak to prove his strength.

Blood splattered on his face, and Jie Shuyi wiped it off with his palm nonchalantly. Looking at the red spot on his palm, his heart was surprisingly calm without any ripples.

What was happening here was clearly the battlefield he was once familiar with, but Xie Shuyi could no longer muster the slightest interest in it.

On the street not far from the cafe, a group of people from the detective agency were rushing towards the place at a rapid speed.

Except for Edogawa Ranpo, almost all members of the detective agency were mobilized for this mission.

"Mr. Kunikida, why do we need so many of us for this mission?"

"The president said that this is a special report from the Special Powers Division. The situation is special. Two powerful special powers are fighting in a residential area. In order to avoid heavy casualties, they need our help."

"It's really rare." Dazai Osamu followed behind the team slowly, with a lazy tone.

"By the way, Atsushi. After you finish this, come with me and Dazai Osamu to do the next mission." Kunikida adjusted his glasses.

"Ah, yeah." Dun was suddenly called. He was stunned for a moment and then nodded quickly.