In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

When Kunikida Dopō arrives at the scene.

The surrounding people have been evacuated by the military and police.

"You should thank the victim, nothing serious happened this time." A middle-aged police officer who has dealt with supernatural powers and has cooperated with the Armed Detective Agency several times stopped Kunikida Doppo: "But if the tiger gets out of control again, The Metropolitan Police Department will consider submitting a motion to kill him to the higher-ups."

Kunikida Doppo asked anxiously, "What happened?"

What did that cowardly and upright boy do?For the police to be so serious about contacting the Armed Detective Agency and issuing a warning.

Also, what does it mean to thank the victim?

The middle-aged police officer had no intention of explaining, and pulled away the cordon with one hand: "You will know when you go in and have a look."

The scene of the incident was in a dark alley.

A few policemen stood guard outside the alley, not daring to go in.

Kunikida skipped the policeman alone, and the moment he stepped into the alley, he heard a deafening roar of a tiger.

It is the roar of the predator warning outsiders not to invade its territory, with a cold warning, it seems that the intruder will be taught a lesson in the next second.

But the problem is that Atsushi Nakajima is a human being, not a tiger.

Kunikida Doppo frowned, took out his 'ideal' notebook, and wrote hypnotic gas on it with a pen.

Anesthesia needles are useless for the invulnerable tiger, and we can only hope that the tiger transformed by the supernatural power will inhale hypnotic gas.

"Kunikida-kun, wait for me to go with you." Dazai Osamu ran bouncing from a distance: "I received a text message from the city police, and I lost my date with a beautiful lady, so I came here wholeheartedly to help."

He waved his hand energetically, with a bright smile on his face: "Seeing me, is it like seeing a god in a difficult situation? Thank you, Dazai-sama."

Hearing Dazai Osamu's voice, Kunikida Doppo clenched his fists, his lower abdomen ached from the pressure of meeting Dazai Osamu, and his eyes flickered.

But I have to say that with Osamu Dazai around, he is indeed much more relaxed.

"There is also a detective and Qianxiangjiang." A voice came from the cordon.

Kunikida Doppo was a little surprised: "Mr. Ranpo, Miss Asaka, aren't you going to solve the case?"

Edogawa, who was not running as fast as Dazai, waved his hand, and beside him was Funagawa Asaka who was wearing the same outfit, the childish detective complained: "I thought it was an interesting case, but it turned out to be someone who blamed the mafia Coward, I heard that there is a new case nearby, and the prisoner is still a newcomer to the detective agency, so the famous detective came to watch the fun."

Edogawa Ranpo, who didn't think there was anything wrong with "watching the excitement" at all, said it as a matter of course.

Funagawa Asaka, who was dragged over, said hello, as if she didn't care what happened to the newcomer to the detective agency, but since they're here, let's go in and have a look.

A few people ignored the tiger's warning and stepped into the alley. When they saw the scene in the alley, they were stunned by coincidence.

A young man in a black suit was sitting against the wall, his long blue hair was disheveled, his neat suit was a little torn, stained with bits of blood, and his face showed exhaustion and helplessness visible to the naked eye.

The ferocious white tiger is like a big cat that doesn't care about its size. It persistently stretches out its paws and puts them on the young man's knees or abdomen. He wants to hug him excitedly, but is pushed down by the young man, or moves his body to hide to the side.

Holding the 200-odd catties firmly in my arms, I would be useless.

Port Mafia?

Dazai Osamu did not hesitate, and immediately stepped forward to activate the ability.

The white light band of [Disqualification in the World] invalidated the white tiger of [Moonbeast], and after a burst of white light, Atsushi Nakajima in human form appeared, lying on the young man's lap, and was pushed away by the young man without hesitation, face down .

Yin Wuxianle's light gray eyes were a little dull, he glanced at the members of the armed detective agency blocking the alley, and tried to struggle to stand up, but he lost his strength and passed out.

Rudazai Osamu and Kunikida Doppo looked at each other, Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes, looked at the comatose Otonashi with great interest, and after a few seconds, stepped forward and dug out Otonashi's pocket. A ball of green grass the size of a walnut.

"Is this an abnormal item that your organization wants to recycle?" He turned to take off his glasses, and also looked at the comatose Otonashi String Music, Funagawa Asaka who had a normal face, pinching the grass ball between his fingers: "The effect should be to attract cats. animal?"

The president probably likes it very much.

Funagawa Asaka nodded, and looked away from Otonashi String Le, as if facing a stranger: "It's an abnormal item, yes, but it's harmless, just like the wine I drank last time."

Thinking of the wine last time, Edogawa Ranpo's eyes lit up.

"The rest should be treasured, no." Funagawa Asaka ruthlessly rejected him.

Edogawa stumbled down and glanced at Otonashi String Music: "Then take him back first, and ask about the abnormal items when he wakes up."

In the end, as a matter of course, it was Kunikida Doppo who carried him back.

After all, although Yin Wuxian is a member of the Port Mafia, he was injured because of their newcomer.

Trying my best to control Funagawa Asaka not to let out the abnormal tone. No strings let out a sigh of relief, the main body even completely fell into an unconscious state before suppressing her.

Now, his identity and the organization have been wiped clean.

Because anomalous items are involved, there is an invisible partition that disturbs Edogawa Ranpo's judgment, so on the way, Kunikida Doppo asks Funagawa Asaka to guess what happened.

The green-eyed detective girl opened her mouth without taking off her glasses, "I picked it up, it's a coincidence."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of which, did Qian Xiangjiang mention that the leader of the black organization also has a very gentle personality?"

"That's right." Funagawa Asaka rolled her eyes at the stunned Otonashi String Music lightly, and then withdrew her eyes: "I always feel that he is the same as my husband... No, it's not the same, my husband is the bright moon in the sky." , How can a mafia member be compared with it."

When she said this, the fanaticism in the girl's eyes couldn't be concealed, like a fanatic who was looking forward to the gods, without a glance at the music.

Dazai felt relieved.

He believed that if Funagawa Asaka had really met the leader, she would never be so indifferent.

After not seeing Otonashi String Music, Funagawa Asaka's state became much more stable, and Otonashi String Music was relieved, and put her main consciousness back into her body.

The pain in the abdomen was okay, Yinwu Xianle deliberately controlled the damage of the white tiger, but the suffocating disinfectant from the nose and the cold smell of the operating table made people feel suffocated.

Yin Wuxian closed his eyes and slowed down for a few seconds, but before he recovered, his hands and feet were already stiff and his thoughts became confused.

In fact, he has PTSD with operating table and disinfectant water. After coming out of the tissue laboratory, he will refuse to go to the hospital no matter how seriously injured he is. He will deal with it privately. The water has been used many times, and the PTSD is not too serious. If I go to the hospital, I can ignore it.

The issue is.

What caused him discomfort was not the simple smell of disinfectant, but the feeling of his hands and feet being bound and the cold operating table beneath him.

It's really hard not to think back to the days of sticking boards for fish meat in tissue labs.

Yin Wuxian held back for the time being, and barely opened his eyes.

Opening his eyes, after getting used to the harsh light, what greeted his eyes was the dim operating room, the cold shadowless lamp, and the female doctor from the Armed Detective Agency.

Carrying a hatchet on her shoulder, she looked hideous under the light, and Otonashi woke up, and she tugged on the tie with Yosano Akiko, wearing black gloves for anatomy.

"you're awake?"

The glare of the incandescent light confused Yin Wuxianle's thoughts built with his eyes closed again. He opened his mouth and let out a sound deep in his throat. His light gray pupils dilated and out of focus, obviously he was out of state.

Yosano Akiko raised her eyebrows, she had seen the reactions of too many people who woke up on her operating table, and with her superb medical skills, she quickly figured out why the soundless strings were in a state: "You Are you ok?"

At this time, Yin Wuxian could no longer reply to her normally.

Flashbacks of past memories, pain, harsh music, cold scalpels, researchers in blue clothes, unemotional gazes and glances, finally freeze in a certain picture.

In the operating room, the researcher who had died on the ground for a long time, lying in a pool of blood, and the young man who was controlled by a tall silver-haired man, pressed his head, and pressed his face against the operating table, with an expression of unwillingness.

"Trash." Gin sneered, and looked at the dead researcher without emotion: "It can be killed by a mouse tied hand and foot."

"You can't say that, after all, no one thought that this little wolf cub can be so good at disguising." A male and female voice distorted by multiple voice changers sounded, as if sighing: "Don't panic after waking up, lurk, forbear , hid the stolen blade in his sleeve, and killed the researcher, he deserves to be a child who inherited the Xueshu gene."

"How's his experiment going?" Qin Jiu asked, "It's a waste to leave such a good seedling to the laboratory."

"Then I'll use it for you." After finishing speaking, a synthesized electronic music instrument came from Rum's mic: "The brainwashing is not completely successful, but it is barely usable."

As the music played, the boy's struggles became more and more reduced until he was completely motionless. His light gray eyes lost their brilliance, dim like faded wool.

"The organization has spent a lot of thought on him, don't waste it, Gin."

"Don't bother, I'll sharpen him to a fine knife."

Waiting for the sound without strings to return to God.

He didn't know how to break free from the restraints, picked up the scalpel beside the operating table, put it on Yosano Akiko's neck, and was about to stab it.

Yosano Akiko gritted her teeth, firmly supporting his lowered arm.

"Sorry." Yin Wuxian got up in a panic, took a few steps back, fell to the ground, and the scalpel fell to the ground: "I didn't mean it."

It's not good to lock him up, it has to be the operating room.

He almost lost control of himself.

Yosano Akiko coughed a few times, stood up, with a few traces of anger in her red pupils: "You bastard, you scratched my operating table, do you know how expensive that kind of leather is?"

"Sorry." Yinwu Xianle apologized again. He lowered his head halfway, his face was pale, and he covered his abdomen with one hand. Congealed dirty blood fell from the gaps in the broken clothes, and he was in a poor state: "Follow-up, surgery fees and losses , I will pay for it.”

"Forget it." Seeing his pitiful appearance, Yosano Akiko lost her anger inexplicably. She stretched out her hand and pulled Yin Wuxian up from the ground: "You reminded me, You can't put the scalpel next to the hospital bed, there will be medical accidents... Don't waste time, if you don't treat it, you may have sequelae."

As she said that, she picked up the hatchet beside her, and her smile was ferocious under the light: "I wanted to treat you well, but in order to repay your actions just now, are you ready to die a few times first?"

"Don't worry, my ability is enough to bring you back from dying."

Yin Wuxian raised his head, hesitated: "I will resist."

"It's true, you look weak in writing, but your physical skills are very good." Yosano Akiko was distressed, touching the dangling silver hatchet in his hand: "I'll tie you up again."

Yosano Akiko pulled out a pair of handcuffs, silver gleaming, flashing in the light: "Use this."

Yin Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and took it, but he didn't handcuff it, but fastened it empty, and performed a handcuff opening, so relaxed that it seemed that it was not an iron sheet, but a piece of paper.

Akiko Yosano was a little unhappy: "But I'm very angry now, ordinary treatment can't satisfy me."

On her shoulder is a shining hatchet, reflecting the cold light, and there is no sound, and the nearest weapon to him is a scalpel one meter away from the ground: "First break your legs, then cut open your stomach and take out your intestines alright."

"That would be too troublesome." Yin Wuxian tried to ask, "How about I do it myself?"

"What do you do by yourself?" Before Yosano Akiko could ask clearly, Otonashi Xianle took out a small dagger from his cuff without hesitation, and stabbed it into the white neck, and the bright red blood sprayed out immediately. Wet his hands.

She opened her eyes wide, her expression was surprised, and there was warmth and anger: "Where did you get the knife?"

Even after being searched, there was a weapon hidden in the cuff.

Also, why use this.

....... Not caring, even somewhat relieved and satisfied to go to death is the suicide of the eyes.

This is what doctors hate most, and it is often seen in the eyes of euthanasia patients, the powerlessness of life passing by the fingertips.

【Please do not die】

A golden butterfly flew up from Yosano Akiko's hand, mixed with life.

It is the miraculous radiance of the 'Angel of Death' who can heal all wounds.

After Yin Wuxian was rescued from the dying state, before he had time to marvel at the magic of "Please Don't Die", he was held against the neck by Xie Ye with a knife: "If you like death so much, then die again A few times."

Yinwu Xianle sensed the anger with Akiko Yosano, and inexplicably thought of Sarina, he swallowed, and said with a sneer, "Miss, are you kidding, who would like to die."

"Huh? Is that so?" Yosano Akiko narrowed her eyes, and her words were filled with danger: "You were very happy when you died just now."

"Because I don't want to waste too much time on Miss." Yin Wuxianle blinked, and lightly touched the sharp scalpel with her fingertips, and gently pushed it away from her vitals, about a few centimeters: "Miss I am very grateful for Ken wasting time to help me heal, if I can't control myself and cause the young lady to get hurt, I will feel guilty."

Seeing his careful explanation, Yosano Akiko felt that this young man was as harmless as a young animal that had been cornered, so she couldn't get angry: "My name is Yosano Akiko."

"With Miss Xie Ye." Otonashi Xianle smiled: "Thank you for your treatment."

"Tch." After such a toss, the interest of Yosano Akiko was completely lost. She looked at the blood on Yinwu Xianle's neck and found it particularly eye-catching, so she retracted the knife, turned around and went to the closet to get a set of long shirts. Throwing the trousers to Yinwu String Music, and then pointing to the washroom in the back room of the medical room: "Go inside and change, I have a question to ask you later."

Because Yosano Akiko has a special obsession with sending her colleagues to the infirmary. For treatment, it is inevitable that the clothes will be disheveled and the clothes will be broken. Everyone's clothes.

Yin Wuxian Yue took the unopened clothes, and thanked obediently: "Thank you."

This bathroom is not big, and there is no string music left in front of the mirror. Looking at myself in the mirror, she restrained her harmless and flattering appearance, her face was expressionless, and her fingertips unconsciously brushed the skin that was pierced by the small dagger just now .

He paused for a few seconds before opening his collar, peeling off the blood-stained and dried-up clothes, or rather rags, from his skin, holding clear water in his hand to wash off the dirty blood on his skin.

Because it has been too long, some stains have seeped in, and it is not easy to clean, Yin Wuxian has to use a little strength, and the skin is red from being rubbed.

【How are you】

"Yeah." Yin Wuxian answered the system softly: "It's just too bad luck."

A cat met Atsushi Nakajima and was taken to a detective agency, which triggered a stress disorder that he had almost forgotten.

How embarrassing.

[But on the bright side, you have cleared your suspicion of being a member of the Black Organization, and you have also received treatment with Akiko Yosano, and the hidden wounds that may exist in your body have been completely healed]

"The problem is my identity." Yin Wuxianle finally tore off the flesh-and-blood clothes from his body, and he took off the small daggers on the cuffs, put them on the sink, and touched his smooth abdomen : "Not long ago, members of the Port Mafia who persecuted the newcomers of the detective agency, if the interrogator is Osamu Dazai, it will be very troublesome."

What's more, his 'catnip ball' is probably not coming back.

[What you care about is the ball] The system complained: [At least there is a sense of urgency in the enemy camp]

"What are you afraid of? The Armed Detective Agency won't kill me." Yinwu Xianle tore off the hair tie, put it in his mouth, fiddled with his hair a few times, and tied it into a low ponytail: "I picked it up, people They are passing by, and persecuting tigers is an organizational task."

What's more, it's cool to move the tiger, isn't it a loss?

He was not taken prisoner in front of the detective agency by Bai Jin.

After changing his clothes, Yin Wuxian Le walked out of the bathroom, returning to his gentle appearance.

She and Yosano Akiko had been waiting for him outside for a long time, and when Yin Wuxian came out neatly, the woman raised her eyebrows and exclaimed, "It fits pretty well."

The last time Dazai jumped into the river to enter her infirmary, wearing the spare clothes was a bit too small.

Yin Wuxian who was accidentally poked in height didn't know about it.

After leaving the medical room, the level of disinfectant in the air dropped significantly, Yin Wuxian let out a sigh of relief, and his tense muscles and nerves relaxed.

"You said you had an accident in an operation before? That's really a strange incentive." Yosano Akiko hugged her chest and asked curiously: "But you look healthy, you don't look like someone with PTSD."

PTSD patients are usually weak and pale due to sleep disturbances caused by the constant flashing of painful memories, or emotional numbness, apathy, depression, and the appearance of sound without strings, which is not very similar.

"My symptoms are very mild, and I have been treated." Yin Wuxian smiled with a good temper, without any grief of being exposed to scars, the wind was so calm that it seemed that what she was asking Yosano Akiko was someone else's story: "As long as you don't go to the hospital, it won't affect your daily life at all."

Yosano Akiko was surprised: "It's hard to imagine that a person like you is a mafia."

Yin Wuxian did not talk about himself in detail: "It's just a job."

With just a few words of communication, they had already arrived at their destination, and there was a metal sign on the door, which said 'Armed Detective Agency'.

This place Otonashi strings walks with Funagawa Asaka's body several times a day, but this is really the first time for him to come here.

Yosano Akiko opened the door first, and the one who is here now, with his back to the door looking at the scenery outside the window, Dazai Osamu, who can't tune the song, is playing with a mobile phone in his hand. Looking closely, it is Otonashi's belongings .

There is another one and Atsushi Nakajima, who is fidgeting and half lying on the table.

"Mr. Ranpo?" Yosano Akiko asked casually.

"Let's go buy Daifuku." Nakajima Atsushi raised his head, "Mr. Kunikida has sent a commission."

Osamu Dazai took off his earphones, put them aside, and turned the office chair he was sitting on towards the door: "By the way, Miss Yosano, Kunikida said that there is a request for you at the municipal hospital, do you want to take the time to talk to Atsu-kun?" Go for a trip?"

Yosano Akiko frowned and complained: "Why don't you let him come to the club? Also, Dun Jun needs to rest now, what can I trouble him to do?"

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue: "Because the patient is too sick to get out of bed, there are not enough staff in the agency."

Then he pointed to Atsushi Nakajima: "Don't look at Atsushi who was still in a coma just now, he is very energetic."

According to Atsushi Nakajima, who woke up, after calling the port mafia, he had been wandering the streets, trying to find a job, but passing by an alley, far away, he smelled a very fragrant smell.

"It's like ochazuke with a lot of chicken," Nakajima said.

I completely forgot that when I cooked fourteen bowls of chazuke in one go, I said that I didn't want to see chazuke for the past six months.

So he followed the smell and couldn't control himself. The stronger the smell, the more confused Atsushi Nakajima's head became. At the same time, it did not leave any sequelae, and was alive and kicking.

Yosano Akiko reached out and stroked the broken hair falling from her ears, revealing half of her fair face, her sassy temperament highlighted: "Let's go, Dun-jun."

Osamu Dazai added: "Please lock the door when you go out."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded, stood up weakly, and walked towards the door with small steps. When passing by Otonashi String Music, he gave him a horrified look, and then left with Akiko Yosano.

Osamu Dazai and String Music Otonashi were left in the office.

Osamu Dazai waved his hand, put Otono's mobile phone on the table, took out a gun from his pocket, and then greeted him in a very friendly tone: "Are you all right now? Treatment, what's your name?"

Yin Wuxian Le simply leaned against the wall, three or four meters away from Dazai Osamu: "Yin Wu Xian Yue."

"Very good, Otonashi-kun." Dazai Osamu smiled, his kite-colored eyes revealing the color of blood, supporting himself with one hand, showing a very casual look: "Let's play a quick question and answer game, first Question, your position in the Port Mafia?"

Yin Wu Xian Yue said indifferently: "No comment."

Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly: "What a bad start, I have forgotten that the port mafia is very strict with traitors... Well, then asking a little bit won't get you punished Questions, for example, how did you pick up that grass ball?"

He took out the cat grass ball and shook it: "That grass ball is very important. I don't know if you know your level. There is a mysterious organization in Yokohama."

Yin Wuxian was silent and did not answer.

"Interrogation is a very profound subject." Osamu Dazai put down the recorder with some distress: "Mr. Ranpo means to let you return to the port mafia intact from body to mind, but if you don't cooperate with my Asking, maybe only the body can be good."

After all, they were with Akiko Yosano.

"How about this, because this mint ball is very important and has a lot to do with it, but it belongs to you after all. The detective agency is not a robber who steals other people's things. If you cooperate with me and answer a few unimportant questions, I will return him to you." How about here?" Dazai Osamu looked at Otonashi String Music whose expression changed instantly: "Tell me, where did you pick this ball up?"

Do you like cats?

"Yes." Yin Wuxian finally spoke, but in a confused tone: "I picked it up near the pet store. Isn't that an ordinary catnip ball?"

"Will ordinary catnip balls attract so many cats? If so, the president will buy it..." Osamu Dazai complained, playing with the recording pen in his hand: "Okay, now I'm sure, you The mafia level in the port is not high, but you can be brought out by Akutagawa to perform tasks, and you still look like you are trusted by him, you must not be the secret weapon hidden by Mr. Mori."

Osamu Dazai rubbed his temples: "It would be terrible if it were."

Judging by the attitude of Akutagawa Ryunosuke and the others, Otonashi String Music should have entered the job normally, instead of working in a prison/confinement/room or other places. After five years of obscurity, he was still valued by the leader. At this time, he was released to catch tigers.

What does Mori Ogai want to do?

Yin Wuxian was silent, and his mood changed subtly with Dazai Osamu's muttering to himself. Although he seemed to have covered it up, with only an unchanging smile on his face, in Dazai Osamu's eyes, he could reveal Give a lot of information.

When Osamu Dazai said "the secret weapon hidden by the leader", he was just rightly confused.

"Although your acting is very good, it's too disobedient. Don't you think that a person like you can't control his emotions and is too deliberate?" Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, his kite-colored eyes filled with clarity and harmony. Disdain: "You can even manipulate micro-expressions, what a formidable opponent."

Tone without strings: ?

What kind of image am I in your heart? What does it mean to show emotional changes too deliberately? Couldn't he be a weak, helpless and pitiful person who was caught in the enemy camp and failed to manage his expressions?

He sighed against Dazai Osamu's eyes of "you can pretend to be weak anyway, I don't believe it".

"Don't you have another question?"

Yin Wuxian raised his eyes, although he still had that gentle appearance, his temperament had changed, no longer illusory, but a little more substantive sense of oppression.

"This is just like the mafia, don't act like I'm the villain and you are decent." Osamu Dazai achieved his goal and raised his lips in satisfaction: "It seems that I didn't ask the question that you won't be punished, but it's okay It's about time..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the wall of the detective agency's office was kicked away, and the broken rubble and glass mixed with red light rushed towards the wall.

Osamu Dazai's expression collapsed, showing an undisguised disgust: "It's terrible, no wonder I've been itching like I've been covered in slugs since the morning."

Yin Wuxian raised his eyebrows: "You knew that someone from the port mafia would come to rescue me."

"There is such a possibility." Dazai Osamu looked at the young Nagisa who walked in through the gap, his body exuding red light, and cursed: "But I didn't expect you to be so important to the port mafia."

It is so important that the cadres come to the rescue in person.

Is this person really the secret weapon that Mori Ogai has been hiding for several years?

Otherwise, why did you come from the Central Plains?

Otonashi String Music was also quite surprised. When he met the tiger, he sent a message to Ichiyo Higuchi based on the principle of maximizing the benefits that could not be wasted. Detective agency, come to a strong support, save people and capture the tiger at the same time.

He thought it would be Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

"Dazai." Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai with the expression of opening the blind box to the hidden money, and the corners of his lips curled up: "It's really lucky."

Osamu Dazai was about to complain, when suddenly a gun was pressed against his temple, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

When did Yin Wuxian approach from a distance, and took away the gun he had placed at hand.

"Good job." Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded in satisfaction, and then his eyes swept around the office: "Where's the tiger?"

"Not here." Yin Wuxian shook his head, expressing that he didn't know the whereabouts of the tiger: "At this time, he should be out on a mission."

Zhong Yuanzhong nodded indifferently: "Then let Akutagawa deal with it. It's enough to catch this guy."

Osamu Dazai glanced vaguely at the music without strings.

He clearly knew that Atsushi Nakajima was dismissed and went to the hospital. If he and Zhongyuan Zhong had told the truth, only Atsushi who was with Xie Ye and Gu Qi would be doomed.

Think about the character shown by the other party... No loyalty to the port mafia, just simply don't want to get in trouble?

Yinwu String Music held the catnip ball that had been returned to its original owner, and touched it happily. The rough touch represented the happiness surrounded by thousands of cats.