Chapter 92 About Detectives

Curaçao was taken to a chaotic center by a man who called himself Gregor, but the man named Dante had clearly forgotten her in just one day.

X looked at the silver-haired woman who had been brought before him. She looked somewhat familiar, but not very familiar.

“Manager, she said she wants to see Dante,” Gregor whispered a reminder.

"Are you sure she's looking for me? I have another Dante here," X replied quietly.

"Where did the other one come from?"

"A very passionate transcendent."

What is a transcendent being?

"He's a very powerful superhuman... To put it simply, his superhuman ability is Virgilius."

Gregor gasped in shock upon hearing this, filled with awe.

"He's still more terrifying."

Curaço listened to what the two thought was a quiet conversation, but she heard it all.

"Are you here to see me or Dante of Italy?" X asked, and before she could answer, he suddenly realized, "Ah, I remember now, you are Curaçao."

"Thank you for remembering me."

"Do you want to go back? I can take you back to your original world."

Anyway, the passageway was already built... Oh no! My passageway!

Because of Vivier's rampage, all the buildings on the ground have disappeared, leaving behind ground that is even more sunken than other places.

The passageway they had built also evaporated along with the building.

"...After some time, I can take you back with me."

The supervisor urgently revised his words, saying that he couldn't go back either, and this time he couldn't even leave the Black Forest.

The giant bird has been sent away, the Black Forest incident is no longer possible, and the exit is also in this world.

Gregor watched as Curaçao was led away by the only true civilian employee, Naoya Nishikawa, and felt a little curious:

"Manager, did she come with us too?"

"She was originally being hunted by nails and hammers."

"Miss Curaçao has a prosthetic arm?"

“Her companion was killed by Sinclair and his men from Company N…” X’s tone suddenly became subtle. He looked at Gregor, whose expression was also somewhat strange. “Did she come alone?”

Could it be that the N Company team from another world also fell in?

"If they're coming, they shouldn't have left no word, right? Don't worry, Manager. She was probably rejected because she's not from that world..."

Gregor's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, until finally he swallowed back the words of comfort he had intended to say to X.

Congratulations! You've finally received news of your companion!!

As if triggered by a keyword, Carmen blew her little trumpet again.

Adam, who was either exhausted and asleep or had fainted, was placed in an underground facility. Carmen's magical sound effects then served as his alarm clock.

He sat up abruptly... but didn't. Something was pressing on his chest; the touch of feathers was a little itchy. He squeezed it; it was very soft. He lifted the ball of feathers up.

It was the White Night, or rather, the Plague Doctor, who was inserted into Adam's side by X, fundamentally preventing Him from seducing another employee and returning to the White Night.

If He has the ability, He should go and baptize Adam, and see who the real "Lord" is.

The plague doctor was actually quite large, but unfortunately, 80% of its body was made up of bluffing white feathers, making it look like a big, fluffy ball, but it was actually hollow.

The pure white jade spirit broke free from Adam's grasp and floated up. Its still-closed scarlet eyes made it appear much more harmless.

However, the Plague Doctor is a ZAYIN-level being; he was originally a harmless anomaly.

X opened Adam's door and found him awake, looking at her.

However, the supervisor thought that he might be the one who fainted, since Adam's current appearance was somewhat peculiar.

Suddenly, we saw that Adam not only had a halo above his head but also had wings.

No, look closely, the halo is positioned further back, and the wings are smaller. This misalignment is caused by the Plague Doctor being behind Adam.

However, Adam had a sour face and looked very unhappy.

The plague doctor also sensed the arrival of outsiders. His wings continued to flap at the same rate, but he had already bypassed Adam.

An anomaly is an irrational existence; physics ceases to exist. It is like a remote-controlled airplane without a propeller, its propulsion system completely unknown.

The adorable version of the giant moth, dressed as a doctor, didn't seem too happy either. It's unclear what they talked about while X was away, but it seems neither of them said anything to the other.

“You are more in a position to supervise than I am,” said Unhappy Number One.

In other words, you can manage it yourself; I'm not doing it anymore.

Unhappy Number Two also spoke, even though it didn't have vocal organs, it was still an anomaly:

He doesn't need to be cured.

Translation: Adam is beyond saving.

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Mori Ougai maintained his smile as he listened to the information revealed by Dazai Osamu, who had been brought back by X.

What do you mean by "another person who looks a lot like X"?

The original problem had escalated to two people, making things difficult, and now another one has appeared.

X's face isn't exactly average, is it? Could it be that he can actually create clones of himself?

Mori Ougai subconsciously touched his forehead, feeling the position of his hairline, and breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it was still there.

After all, ever since X arrived here, it seems like nothing good has ever happened to him.

No, there is one. Dazai Osamu can now be called the armed faction of the Port Mafia. He can fight on the front line to expand the organization's territory.

But the problem is, he relies on his brain. Is it wrong to let someone who relies on their brains fight?

and……

"Your pet is quite special."

Mori Ougai stared at the large white ball nestled on the black-haired youth's lap. He couldn't make out its appearance, only that it had a lot of feathers.

What is this? A bird? Has the big bird owner gotten another new bird?

What special abilities will this bird have this time?

"pet?"

X followed Mori Ougai's gaze and looked at the miniature Plague Doctor lying on top of him, unsure of what to say.

Believe it or not, your pet might come over and give you a kiss.

“I’d like you to keep an eye out,” X said, getting down to business. The six-man squad of Nails and Hammers was probably his comrade from the gate. “Has anything unusual happened in Yokohama lately…”

X thought of what happened yesterday and added, "Strange things happening besides us."

You know you're abnormal!

Mori Ōu was speechless, but he couldn't say anything, after all, X had given him a small bottle of green liquid.

This clean energy source, called endorphins, can provide enough for the port mafia to use for a long time with just one bottle.

Most importantly, he saw the message behind it. Judging from X's nonchalant attitude, he couldn't possibly only have this one bottle.

"I'll keep an eye out for you. What are the characteristics of the unusual phenomenon you're looking for?"

Are you talking about me?

Li Xiang, who had come with X, suddenly spoke up; he heard his own name called.

Adam stayed in this temporary branch to direct the remaining people in their work.

Li Xiang and Dazai Osamu, who belonged to the Port Mafia, traveled with X.

"Mr. X, who is this...?"

Mori Ōgai was momentarily bewildered by the fact that someone had claimed the term "anomaly."

"Hello, I am Li Xiang."

Mori Ougai's smile was about to fade. Were there no normal people here?

What a lame pun.

X tried to steer the conversation back on track: "It should be six foreigners, maybe fewer, and they were wearing uniforms that looked like medieval armor."

"Their mental state may be unstable, and they are quite aggressive. If you encounter them, I suggest you avoid them."

The definition of heresy in the eyes of Nail and Hammer is very flexible. They will forcibly turn people who are not heretics into "heretics", while those who are not to be trifled with, even if they are mocked to the face, are still pure people.

If it were henchmen who had undergone cybernetic modifications, even if they knew it was heresy, they wouldn't punish them. After all, no one wants to die, and neither does the one in power.

"They would attack people with prosthetics and use fire to purify themselves."

X recalled the nail and hammer from his memory and summarized their characteristics.

"I will keep an eye on it, and I will pass on any news from them as soon as possible."

Mori Ougai accepted the request, but for the sake of Yokohama, he brought up the Armed Detective Agency, which could be considered a rival.

At this point, don't worry about relationships anymore; resolving it sooner is better for everyone.

"Mr. X, since we're looking for someone, have you considered hiring a detective?"

"detective?"

The moment the words left his mouth, X felt a burning gaze on his back. A certain number one criminal who had never been a detective was staring at him with bright eyes.

...

“If we were to call Gregor… ah, it really brings back memories of the past.”

X, holding a slip of paper with an address written on it, left the Port Mafia with Li Xiang, who suddenly recalled the Time Murder case and longed to become a detective.

Oh, and there's also the plague doctor who was mistaken for a bird; if that gets overlooked, things will really be over.

Next location: Armed Detective Agency.

“Unlike what I’ve seen in Miss Don Quixote’s books,” Li Xiang said, looking at the unassuming red brick building. “It’s very secluded.”

The agencies in her book all have big signs, a stark contrast to the Armed Detective Agency, which would be extremely difficult to find without Mori Ougai's address.

There's even a coffee shop downstairs from this firm.

"Let's go, it would be even better if we could resolve this quickly."

The supervisor, who continued to hold the anomaly in the same way he held a hen, planned to finish the job quickly.

There are basically no normal people among the nails and hammers. Yokohama has already been unlucky enough; let's not add insult to injury.

The two went up to the fourth floor and were greeted by a girl wearing a metal butterfly hair clip. She seemed to have known they were coming and said directly:

"You must be the clients. Mr. Ranpo has been waiting for you for a long time."

Is this what real detectives are like?! They're way more professional than them.

The two city dwellers, who had never met a real detective, couldn't help but look forward to their meeting.

What they saw was a boy with chubby cheeks, muttering something, but it was impossible to understand what he was saying.

Yosano Akiko looked at the person being held in the arms of one of the golden-eyed guests...?

What is this? A bird?

For some reason, this unknown creature held a strong attraction for her, as if it could offer her salvation...

"Yoshino!"

Edogawa Ranpo's voice was more urgent than ever before, and just one sound brought her back to her senses. What had just happened to her?

"Excuse me, I'm going to wash my face." After saying that, she rushed into the bathroom.

Is it some kind of psychic ability? What exactly is this feeling of being completely out of control?

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Author's note: We took a super fun cross-world trip, guess who wasn't invited?