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

Back in time, Atsushi Nakajima was captured by the white whale.

No one knows about the combination, and a subspace that cannot be seen is hidden around the boy.

Osamu Dazai ran around with excitement, shuttling between the cabinets.

Selina hid him far away, looking disgusted by the plague god, and at the same time warned anxiously: "Don't touch my doll!"

If she hadn't met Dazai Osamu, the supernatural space would leak out and crash, she would definitely kill Dazai Osamu!

Ryunosuke Akutagawa sat at the table where the two parties had a meeting last time, watching Osamu Dazai bouncing up and down---that's right, the reason why the intelligence network of the combination and the Rat of the Dead House failed to detect the secret meeting between the two parties was because the meeting The location is chosen in a movable subspace.

The table was kindly provided by the port mafia, and Selina thought it was good, so she stayed as a reward for being rented.

A set of tables and chairs was what Selina wanted, and Mori Ogai naturally wanted it. The only pity was that after the table was sent out, all the electronic facilities on it were dismantled.

Quan Jinghua sat at the other end of the table, worrying about Atsushi Nakajima's situation.

Yin Wuxian was lying on his stomach, covering his head with a windbreaker, with a few strands of long blue hair leaking out, looking very decadent.

Osamu Dazai jumped around for a while, looked at all the dolls, even opened the ones that were locked in the wooden cabinets, but he didn't touch the ones that were very moral.

He had seen enough, walked to the main seat of the conference table, supported the expensive mahogany table with both hands, then sat down on the soft office chair, his expression became frivolous: "I really want to die on this... Cough, let’s get down to business, let’s go over the battle plan for this time.”

Osamu Dazai became serious: "Use Atsu-kun as a bait, borrow Miss Sarina's subspace to mix with the white whale, and then destroy the white whale."

Such a behemoth loitering over Yokohama is tantamount to letting a few atomic bombs dance in the air.

If this guy falls, most of Yokohama will be destroyed.

In fact, when they got the structure diagram of the white whale that Edogawa Ranpo and the others brought back, Osamu Dazai and the others hadn’t planned to finish the matter, because Francis would not make such a plan for the white whale to fall for the time being.

Until Osamu Dazai saw that video, the clown who appeared out of thin air, and John who was rescued but did not return to the group.

The ability is [Crazy Grape], John who can be grafted on any tree, sharing the senses with it, and Q who will curse when he is hurt.

The combination of the two, if done properly, would have unimaginable consequences.

Osamu Dazai asked Alluka, where is your Son of God?

His original intention was to ask casually from this child who was called a "monster" by Funagawa Asaka, maybe he could get some other information, but he didn't expect to get an accurate answer.

Alluka replied, "He went to play with the mice."

"Rat?" Osamu Dazai whispered.

It seems that the combination is just a pawn pushed to the front of the stage.

"Before we destroy it, we need to play a game." Selina said, "Don't forget."

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth: "Of course I won't forget, that's why I came here, isn't it, Otonashi-kun?"

Osamu Dazai, who was supposed to be sitting peacefully in the computer room, was dragged into the supernatural space by Selina as an excuse to make up the numbers, smiled.

He is a nullifier, make up the number?

Unusual item, that's fine.

Yin Wuxian chose to continue lying on his stomach, wrapped himself more tightly with a windbreaker, and ignored Dazai.

He was forcibly dragged into the supernatural space by Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai himself was forced to make up for it, and he was still dragged.

Why are you looking for him, Moby Whale has five supernatural beings, plus Dazai to rule five supernatural beings, there are enough people, are you pulling him up to torture him?

Should he be thankful that Selina is sensible?

【Calm down, your mental fluctuations are dangerous】

Yin Wuxian cursed secretly, the warm and dark environment in the windbreaker calmed him down a lot.

Fortunately, there are five supernatural beings on the white whale, five supernatural beings on their side, and ten supernatural beings can call out the 'card game', so the fact that he is also a supernatural being will not be exposed .

"Yalujia." Yu Shengyuzhi looked at the child in the photo, slightly astonished: "He actually sneaked out."

"You know him, tell me!"

Fyodor was woken up, his purple pupils were out of focus, and after regaining consciousness, he sat up and looked at the two white hairs who were muttering together, with a bad expression on his face.

Is there anything worse than falling asleep in front of an enemy whose safety is unknown.

Yes, that is, the subordinate who was responsible for protecting his own safety went somewhere, and when he woke up, he found himself on the bed, and the enemy was chatting happily with his bad friend on the bedside.

The most important thing is...Fyodor looked at the neatly manicured nails on his hands, and couldn't hold back: "Mr. Yusheng, what did you do to me?"

Yu Shengyu Zhi looked innocent: "Because Tuo Sijun looked too tired, I just carried you to bed to rest?"

"The nails?"

Before Fyodor finished asking, Gogol leaned over excitedly, his braid dangling in the air: "What, hug! Princess hug or koala hug? Is Fei Jia heavy?"

"Princess hugging, it's easier." Yusheng Yuzhi replied very calmly: "It's not heavy."

Fyodor: ...

He took a deep breath and tried not to get angry: "What were you talking about just now?"

Yusheng Yuzhi let out a cry, and Gogol very cooperatively brought the tablet to Fyodor, then Yusheng Yuzhi began to explain, and he said in a sad tone: "The thing is like this, my new friend Gogol, when carrying out your order, which is to arrest the port mafia Q, was attacked by a member of our organization."

A desolate piece of music sounded in the air, and the voice of the young man deliberately pretending to be a foil was particularly sad.

Gogol nodded in pain, rolled up his sleeves, and leaked the blood-soaked bandage on his arm. The bandage was very new, and it was tied with a bow tie. The blood on it looked fake, it was the low-quality plasma that haunted houses would use. It was lumpy, and stuck half naked to the edge of the bandage.

Fyodor was surprised for a second that Yu Shengyuzhi understood his plan, and then he thought about how long he and Gogol had talked, and he was relieved, ignoring Gogol's "I'm so happy to comfort" me With his acting skills, he asked, "Why are your members around Q? Also, Nikolai, turn off the music."

Regretfully, Gogol stretched his hand a few meters away, and turned off the radio that had just been turned on.

Yu Shengyu Zhi complained about Fyodor's behavior of turning off the music. How cool is it to have background music when telling a story.

He felt a little guilty when Fyodor looked at him, and then he replied confidently: "What's the matter with me, who knows that monster will sneak out, why are you looking at me like that."

"Even if what your colleagues did has nothing to do with you, it's not the reason why you let me fall asleep." Fyodor said with a cold face, "If I was awake, it wouldn't be the current situation... ...I'm afraid you won't be able to watch the good show you want to see."

John, who he spent so much time brainwashing, has become an empty vain.

"Not at all." Yu Sheng Yu Zhi blinked: "Don't you have a backup plan?"

He still has to watch the plays he should watch.

Fyodor lowered his eyes: "Do you even know this?"

It seems that it was not Gogol who informed him.

"I'm a psychic." Yu Shengyu opened her eyes wide: "Who do you look down on?"

If he wants to know information, is he still using Gogol's words?

Fyodor was speechless: "Is your psychic supernatural being too omnipotent?"

Psychological hints, absolute defense, and the ability to inquire about the information Fyodor keeps in his heart?

The ability actually tilted his head for Yu Shengyu who was modifying the rules: "Isn't it possible?"

He is the son of God, he is awesome.

Atsushi Nakajima was handcuffed with iron rings and pushed to Francis' desk.

"Do you like the scenery of the white whale, boy?"

Francis looked up from the chat interface where there had been no news, and Luisa was sitting beside him analyzing the battle.

Atsushi Nakajima snorted coldly.

A large area was bound by leather, and his arms were congested and numb from being strangled, limp and weak, and the tightness was simply terrible.

However, everything is according to plan.

A red light flashed in the room, and Selina and others appeared. Before the guards behind Atsushi Nakajima could shoot, another white mist rose from the ground.

All the ordinary people were excluded, and the combined ability users on the white whale were gathered in this white mist space.

The shackles in Atsushi Nakajima's hand disappeared out of thin air, and he quickly retreated to reach his companion.

Otoshi Osamu looked at Osamu Dazai with a smile in his eyes, his head hurt suddenly, and he looked at the white mist space as if he didn't see it.

This turned out to be a game space that only supernatural beings can enter...

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, and moved away from Atsushi Nakajima.

"What the hell." Mark, who was being dragged into this strange place rashly to wipe his new gun, frowned. He still held the cloth for wiping the gun in his hand, but the gun was gone.

Lucy, who was dressed in maid's attire and held the tablecloth in her hands, stood up straight from a bent posture in a daze.

They were all caught off guard when they were halfway through the task at hand.

They quickly lined up, looking out for each other.

Francis looked at his hands with a dignified expression. He raised his head and looked at the obviously calm, knowing insider from the detective agency and the Mafia, as well as the blond woman standing in the front: "What did you do?"

In the information sent to him by the anonymous email, there was information about this woman, puppeteer Selina, with unknown abilities.

"Let's be more polite at this time." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, a little curious about whether his ability is still there: "In terms of the number of people, we have six people, and you still have children and grandpas."

Little Mark & ​​Little Lucy frowned.

Grandpa Herman calmly took a puff of his cigarette, showing neither emotion nor anger.

In fact, in Yokohama, Atsushi Nakajima, Kyoka Izumi, and String Music Otonashi are also minors.

But Osamu Dazai thinks it's not a big problem.

Reliable minors hold up half the sky.

"My dear guests, welcome to the card game space." A playful, very high-pitched male voice sounded from above them: "It's been a long time since anyone woke me up, I mean, so many Delicious superhumans."

It laughed twice, piercing its eardrums sharply. At the top of the white mist space, a clown with a mouth stretched to the ear and drooling emerged. Its head grew on a box more than one meter high. Empty eye sockets filled with uncomfortably black greed.

"Let's play a game. If you win, I will grant the wish of one of you. If you lose...you will all be eaten by me."

"Any wish?" Francis rubbed his ears uncomfortably, the clown's voice was simply mentally polluted, and he asked with the rigor of a businessman.

"What is the scope of the wish? Is it something that can be bought with money? After which time period can it be fulfilled after the promise is made? Is the person selected to realize the wish random or designated? Can the quota be transferred? What is the game? Do we cooperate or kill each other? Is it two wins in three games or one game, how can we believe that you can leave after winning the game?"

The clown was dumbfounded by the question, he shook his plastic head, and the inferior fake hair on his head swayed with the movement.

"This must be asked clearly, what if we finish the game and have a dispute over the only one who can make a wish." Francis looked at the clown with a very critical look: "You asked the question, it proves that as long as we disagree , you can’t play the game, right.”

"I can starve you to death!" The clown had a ferocious face when asked, and said fiercely: "In order to survive, you must participate in the game."

Selina raised her eyebrows in displeasure: "You just said about playing games, which means that if we don't agree to play games, you won't be able to enjoy us."

The rules I said, I am here to threaten them to agree to the game, and I still play word games, are you stupid?

The clown was speechless. He pondered for more than a dozen seconds, until the eyes of everyone in the space were about to turn into reality, and then he said, "But you can't leave here until you finish the game."

"But you can't eat us." Osamu Dazai came out to make up the knife: "It's our freedom to play games or not. If we starve to death, watch ten... eleven delicious dishes expire in front of us I still can’t eat it, it’s very torturous.”

He shook his head: "Looking at your eagerness, you must have encountered some tough problems before, no wonder, who would be fooled by your three-no clause, you are lucky to meet us."

clown:......

With guests like you, he is really convinced.

Yin Wuxian was puzzled: "Isn't it a card game?"

Selina and the mafia of the detective agency said that there was no life threat, and it was related to abnormal items and Yokohama, so they came to help. Then what the hell is this thriller running out, and the clown who died one by one.

[It's hilarious] The system calmly explained: [It hasn't seen ten supernatural beings in hundreds of years, it's too excited]

Yin Wu Xian Yue hesitated: "I think, he seems to be more than just saying hello?"

This game is really dead.

[Don't worry, as long as the game participants don't kill themselves, there will be no death]

The reason why the clown repeatedly emphasizes death is because people's hearts are unpredictable, which is much more complicated than high-level calculus.

【Aren't you tempted?】The system asked softly: 【That's a chance to make any wish come true】

After all, Yin Wuxian's deal with World Awareness was to see Scotland. If he won the game and fulfilled his regrets without the help of World Awareness, he would not have to fulfill the deal.

Yin Wuxian lowered his eyes.

How can you not be moved?

"But, doesn't this world still need me...does it need a savior?" He smiled: "Don't worry, I promise you that I will exchange regret and salvation in equal value, and I won't run away halfway."