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

"I met someone just now." The blond boy pushed open the door of the detective agency with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

In the detective agency at this time, only Kunikida Doppo and Dazai Osamu were there, and the others were either commissioned, or Oda Sakunosuke was dragged by Funagawa Asaka to the police station to find a new abnormal person.

Kunikida, who was working hard, was typing on the computer, but Osamu Dazai, who was fishing in front of the computer, raised his head: "Who did you meet, Kenji."

"That dark, small..."

"Cockroach?" Kunikida Doppo interrupted.

Miyazawa Kenji shook his head: "It's the cadre of the port mafia."

Osamu Dazai understood in seconds: "Chuya, it's really unlucky to meet him, Kenji."

Miyazawa Kenji didn't understand what Osamu Dazai meant by being unlucky, he continued his topic: "Besides that, there is another person, that smiling man with long hair."

Osamu Dazai understood in seconds: "Otonashi-kun, right?"

but.......

"Where did you see them, Kenji?"

As a cadre, Nakahara Chuya, and as an intelligence agent directly under the leader, Otonashi String Music, who is responsible for collecting abnormal information, how could they go shopping together for no reason.

Shouldn't...

Has Yin Wuxian changed his job?

Or the port mafia is bankrupt, and the cadres and direct intelligence agents have to come out to collect protection money?

Osamu Dazai imagined a ferocious slug kicking the door, followed by Otonashi, who was not evil at all, shouting: "Pay up the protection fee for this season", and burst out laughing.

Miyazawa Kenji didn't understand why Dazai was smiling, he thought for two seconds: "In front of the newly opened beef restaurant."

He tried hard to think for another two seconds, and added: "There is a very big sycamore tree in front of that store."

You didn't say anything at all, Kenji...

Osamu Dazai, who has never been meticulous enough to know where a new beef restaurant opened in Yokohama, smiled and gave up asking Kenji Miyazawa other questions, because even if he asked, he would probably only get "a pink bicycle parked under a tree" Answer like this.

Miyazawa Kenji shook his head: "It's a green bicycle."

Osamu Dazai said it.

Kunikida Doppo:  …

He stopped typing on the keyboard: "Kenji, give me your report from yesterday, and you, Dazai, where is your report!"

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide: "Kunikida, yesterday's commission was obviously completed by Odasaku, why did you ask me to report it!"

A hashtag appeared on Kunikida Doppo's forehead: "You guys are so embarrassed to say that, if Atsushi hadn't received other commissions, you would definitely ask him to write the report."

Osamu Dazai gave a thumbs up: "You know me well, partner."

Kunikida Doppo felt a sudden pain in his head, he took a deep breath: "Forget it, anyway, my current partner is Oda, you guy, you better kill yourself and die somewhere."

"It's too vicious, Kunikida." Osamu Dazai complained, "I've stopped committing suicide a long time ago."

"I care about you..."

At this time, the door of the detective agency was pushed open with a 'dong' and hit the wall heavily, interrupting Kunikida Doppo's words.

Atsushi Nakajima looked anxious: "Something has happened, Mr. Dazai."

On the side of Yinwu String Music, of course, it is not Osamu Dazai's idea of ​​collecting protection fees. The port mafia collects protection fees and mediates disputes. There are countless low-level personnel, and there are not enough cadres.

He and Nakahara Chuya came out because Ogai Mori called his name: 'Otonashi-kun's mental work is too hard, let's go out and relax', and then asked Nakahara Nakaya to take him on a mission.

Although Koonashi's confession was in Otonashi String's plan, Mori Ogai still became suspicious of Otonashi String who concealed information about his abilities.

Letting him stay by Zhongye's side in the Central Plains was considered a temptation.

The location of the mission is the port.

A search of the scorched cruise ship reveals the previous luxury.

Yin Wuxian was sitting on the container, watching the mummies being carried out condescendingly, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood behind him.

Don't ask why these two people stand so high, but the air below is too smelly, and they don't have masks or gas masks.

The protein and fat are grilled and crispy.

uncomfortable.

"The cadre is dead?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, and after a shallow glance, he couldn't tell which of the cokes was a cadre named A: "It's just a waste who takes money to get in the position."

A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

That guy A was arrogant in the port mafia, he was extremely harsh on his subordinates, and tried to poach the corner of Zhongye in the Central Plains, and the group took refuge without a trace as soon as they entered the country.

Not really a port mafia at all.

'Om'

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his mobile phone and looked at it, frowning.

"There's big trouble happening."

Before Yin Wuxian could ask what's the matter, he was dragged by Zhong Yuan Zhongya onto a locomotive that he didn't know where he came from, and was pushed on the back seat.

"Let's go." After finishing speaking, Zhong Yuan kicked the gas pedal.

The locomotive starts.

If you want to talk about the boss driving, or what it feels like to have this romantic posture in the front and rear seats, Yinwu Xianle can only say: "Gudu Gudu Gudu."

The question is that it is flying too low.

It's just this guy who is flying over the roof and walls, why bother with a car, just take his clothes and fly to the destination.

He was clutching the front seat of the car tightly, his face covered with his hair.

Zhongyuanzhong is also too short to block the wind.

Fortunately, his dear boss quickly noticed how his behavior disturbed the long hair and used gravity.

Good, no wind.

It's just the faint gravity pressing on the body, which is uncomfortable. Even though Zhong Yuanzhong carefully controlled the amount of gravity, Yinwu String Music still has a tight feeling of being wrapped in plastic wrap.

No wonder Zhongyuan Zhong also doesn't grow tall.

Isn't this the same as a watermelon wrapped in a heart-shaped mold?

Otonashi, who was dizzy from the wind and the locomotive's 360-degree, [-]-degree flight just now, thought so.

Soon, they flew to their destination.

Radium Bowl Street.

In the open space on Raibo Street, several heavily armed military vehicles had already parked. They belonged to the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Zhongyuan Zhong also drifted and parked next to the military vehicles.

"You are waiting."

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw that Yin Wuxian was not in a good state, and he still had a point for his turmoil just now. In order to express his apology, he asked Yin Wuxian to rest first, and then jumped off the big building on Radium Bowl Street decisively like jumping off a cliff. pit.

Not car sick, but Yinwu Xianle got out of the car silently, took a breath, and calmed his beating heart.

In fact, he knew what happened on Radium Bowl Street as early as a few hours ago.

Radium Bowl Street.

It is the heart and soul of the land dug by the gods, and it is the eternal shame and proof of incompetence of the Yokohama government.

Coupled with the chaos here, this scar has been left on the land of Yokohama, which cannot be healed.

Radium Bowl Street is really big.

But at this time, its scene is staggering.

About a quarter of the land, like a crooked pizza knife quartering a pizza, is covered in rose vines.

The vines are very characteristic along the Radium Bowl Street. Rows of fish-scale houses spread down layer by layer. The bright roses are particularly conspicuous in the greenery, and the air is filled with blood and floral fragrance.

In this very distinctive scene, the identity of the prisoner is almost unnecessary to guess.

Suzumiya Suzumiya, the rose killer who made the villains of Radium Bowl Street silent, single-handedly made the residents of Radium Bowl Street start handicrafts.

As we all know, Suzumiya's roses are nourished by human flesh and blood, so such a large area of ​​roses...

Sakaguchi Ango withdrew his hand from the root of a rose vine, he remained silent, and confirmed the identity of the prisoner, Suzumiya Kamo.

But... Ango Sakaguchi frowned.

He seems to have seen the man in white robe who caused Suzumiya to go crazy...

Ango Sakaguchi reached into his pocket, and after a few seconds, his eyes widened.

It was the one who solved the Red Buddha.

The leader of that organization has never been missed.

safe house.

The young man was lying on the bed with a pale face, his soft black hair stuck to his face, his red eyes were covered, and his life and death were unknown.

Selina frowned, with anger brewing in her eyes, she had always believed that Suzumiya was a rose field blood bag that could replenish blood by herself, and never thought that Suzumiya would be unconscious one day.

Sarina doesn't dislike Suzumiya. Although he is self-harming, he is very persistent in life, and he is much more attractive than Miko, not to mention that he can conjure roses, which are good for healing and decoration.

The woman said, "Nanika, heal Suzumiya."

Aluka was holding the doll, her face was pale, her gray pupils turned black, she tilted her head, and replied in Nanika's slow tone: "Okay."

Strings.

A burst of frightening white light filled the entire supernatural space, and the power radiated for healing even shattered Selina's glass window.

Selina didn't bother with those cabinets, and stared at Suzumiya as his complexion changed from pale to rosy.

"Good job, Alluka." She wanted to reach out to touch Alluka's head, but the boy avoided her.

Alluka snorted softly, "I want my brother to touch it."

Selina laughed and withdrew her hand.

"It's Suzumiya, but it's not just him." Holding the phone, Ango Sakaguchi argued with the officer, "I saw a man in a white robe with a mask on. After he appeared, Suzumiya lost his mind and chased people. into a room."

Then, a blanket of vines burst from the house, covering a quarter of Radium Bowl Street.

What is in the house is self-evident.

people.

Nutrients for roses.

A resident of Radium Bowl Street.

"It's a trap, it's a trap aimed at that organization." Ango Sakaguchi gritted his teeth: "As for the man in white robe, we still need to investigate."

If that person was the leader, Suzumiya wouldn't lose his composure like this, the only possibility is someone pretending to be the leader.

For some reason, Ango Sakaguchi did not report to the Supernatural Secret Service Division that the Red Buddha and the white-robed man were the leaders, so he could only speak dryly and vaguely.

"You explain it to the Ministry of the Interior."

The officer at the other end hung up the phone indifferently, and Ango Sakaguchi slammed the wall weakly, gritting his teeth.

Suzumiya was calculated, so.

Those high-minded senior officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs can only think that if Suzumiya can cover Rabo Street today, they will cover their stupid villas and swimming pools tomorrow.

Suzumiya is in danger.

Yin Wuxian Yue received the situation of the safe house, and he was relieved. He looked at the current situation of Radium Bowl Street lightly, condescending.

"In Suzumiya's memory, what happened to the person who was dressed the same as I was in Baiwu..."

The system couldn't give an answer either.

It's only good at hacking what's already on the electronic network.

Fortunately, Funagawa Asaka came from the police station, and she gave the answer.

"It's an abnormal person."

"Telegraph operator?"

【yes***】

"Oh." Yin Wuxian nodded: "The telegraph operator, it turns out that he is a supernatural being who can imitate other people."

However, people with abnormal abilities always want to kill to ensure their own survival. This abnormality came to induce Suzumiya to kill?

"As expected of a telegraph operator."

The name is different.Behavior is also unique.

[Host...] The system was speechless for two seconds.

"Just kidding." Yinwu Xianle rubbed his temples, the rose fragrance in the air mixed with the musty smell of Radium Bowl Street, it was suffocating: "It's coming for me."

The telegraph brother, obviously, just like Kaidan, bumped into a collaborator. As for who the collaborator is, it is clear at a glance from the means of blaming Suzumiya.

"Mouse." Yin Wuxian gritted his teeth: "Can't he just be a supernatural being?"

It didn't do anyone any favors except Fyodor.

After a few seconds, he sighed.

"Let Funagawa Asaka go back to the safe house."

After the news was sent out, Yin Wuxian was slightly startled.

Funagawa Asaka did not intend to go back to the safe house for refuge, she refused Otonashi String Music's order.

"I believe in the detective agency, sir." The immature girl glanced at Edogawa Ranpo, who was holding his glasses with one hand and looking at the scene, a flash of determination flashed in her green eyes: "You also need sources of information, not passively waiting Attack the enemy."

Edogawa Ranpo didn't come to such a bad place like Radium Bowl Street. The detective who is loved by everyone only needs to pick and choose his favorite cases and smile innocently in the sun.

But here he is.

Because he came here specially to accompany Funagawa Asaka.

"Sir, you don't need to be controlled by others, and you don't need to take care of anything." Funagawa Asaka smiled slightly: "I don't think the Ministry of Internal Affairs is more difficult to deal with than the temple."

The attitude was as if Funagawa Asaka ran to run for Prime Minister and bought the Supernatural Secret Service at the order of Otonashi String Music.

Even if she is not fit to be prime minister.

"Shenzi is very good at politics, I am good at plotting and intelligence, we can cooperate."

Asaka Funagawa said, she herself was at a loss for two seconds at the blurted words.

She and Son of God cooperate to govern the country, what a joke.

It is possible for her and Shenzi to play one country into two.