Chapter 70: Unshakable 13

Yokohama, hospital.

The early morning moonlight filtered through the window and fell on the two confronting parties, making their faces appear pale and bloodless.

Dazai Osamu snapped the book "Complete Suicide Manual" shut and said in a flat voice: "Chuya-kun is really impatient."

The crisp sound of loading a gun came from behind. Nakahara Chuuya raised his hand to stop the action of the person behind him, and said with anger: "You are impatient? Do you know what is going on now?"

It's past midnight, and it's the third day since the leaders of both sides were ambushed by supernatural powers.

On the first day, the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency searched for Pushkin but to no avail, and believed that he had most likely left Yokohama. The leaders of both sides were in coma, but their physical condition was acceptable, and there was no large-scale direct conflict between the two forces.

The next day, the leader's condition took a turn for the worse. If Dazai Osamu hadn't intervened, the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency would have probably fought back and forth several times.

On the third day... that is, now, the situation outside Mori Owl is getting worse and worse, and it is unknown how long it can last. The situation on the military intelligence side is probably similar, and there is still no news about Pushkin.

Every second is extremely important and cannot be wasted.

It's decision time again.

Should I wait or fight?

The same question fell on Dazai Osamu's shoulders. He quickly counted the number of people and equipment on the other side, made a combat assessment, and also figured out what Nakahara Chuuya was thinking - he hadn't made up his mind yet, otherwise he wouldn't have brought only some non-superpowered people.

But even so, the Armed Detective Agency cannot compete head-on with the Port Mafia in terms of military strength.

Now, the key to deciding which way the scale will tilt lies in Zhongli who is far away in Fuyuki.

"Don't worry, I have good news for you," Dazai Osamu shook his phone, "Not long ago, Mr. Zhongli told me that he knew Pushkin's location."

“In other words, they haven’t caught him yet.” Nakahara Chuuya’s eyes were still hard and hard. From beginning to end, his brows never relaxed. “It’s possible that we’ll be overjoyed for nothing.”

After saying this, he felt a little strange again.

Dazai Osamu is a thoughtful person and would never publicize something that has not yet come to fruition. He himself is aware of the uncertainty of this matter, so how could Dazai Osamu not know?

Is there something hidden? Or is he forced to calm down by using the uncertainty? It can't be a lie...

Dazai Osamu's expression gave no clues, and Nakahara Chuuya was too lazy to beat around the bush and simply said, "I'll call him now to confirm."

It's not just Dazai Osamu and Zhongli... No, it should be Rai Denying... No, to be precise, it should be Wendy... Never mind, these are their phone numbers anyway.

He pulled out his phone, and Dazai Osamu asked slowly, "Now? Be careful not to delay Mr. Zhongli's actions."

Nakahara Chuuya's movements suddenly stopped.

He didn't completely believe what Dazai said, but he couldn't afford to take the risk.

Dazai Osamu still had a smile on his face, as if he was planning everything. Usually when he showed this expression, it meant that he had everything under control. In addition, he didn't have any other members of the detective agency to protect him, so he looked like he wasn't afraid of the Mafia breaking in... Could it be that they had a plan that was 100% successful?

In fact, Nakahara Chuuya already believed it 80%, but because he had been deceived by Dazai Osamu too many times, he stubbornly retained 20% of his suspicion.

Nakahara Chuuya: "You have a point. But in order to appease the Mafia, at least let me see the text message sent by Zhongli?"

Dazai Osamu: "I'm sorry that Mr. Zhongli didn't send a text message."

"Recorded call."

“This feature is not turned on.”

"Call log."

Dazai Osamu: “…”

Seeing that Nakahara Chuuya's expression was becoming more and more suspicious, Dazai Osamu curled the corner of his mouth, thinking that Chuuya was becoming more and more difficult to fool.

In fact, after the phone call two days ago, Zhong Li never took the initiative to contact him. What he said just now was just a way for Dazai Osamu to delay time.

Nakahara Chuuya's previous micro-expressions showed that he had believed it almost completely, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by that third-hand mobile phone at the critical moment.

Dazai Osamu had never hated the frugal lifestyle of Zhongli and other gods so much.

After feeling hatred, he found it hard to imagine that a group of gods would worry about money, so Dazai Osamu guessed that there might be something important stored in this phone.

But no matter what is saved, the most important thing now is to calm Nakahara Chuuya's anger.

"Dazai!" Nakahara Chuuya gritted his teeth, and his name almost jumped out from between his teeth.

Several Mafia members immediately raised their guns, pointing the black muzzles directly at Dazai Osamu, ready to open fire at the command of their officers.

The air gradually became sticky, and Dazai Osamu's eyes were heavy as he thought about how to break the impasse.

The members of the detective agency had already transferred the president, and now he needs to ensure his own safety, but his special ability has no effect on guns. Even an accidental discharge could cost him his life.

The Mafia member's finger was on the trigger. He seemed to have heard the sound of the bullet bursting out of the barrel. The next second -

"Bang!"

The muffled sound broke the silent and solemn confrontation, but no one fired the first shot.

The "huge" body fell heavily to the ground, shocking everyone and making them take a step back.

Dazai Osamu stared straight at the fat man who was thrown to the ground in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a very tall man.

Gojo Satoru said lazily, "It has been delivered by express delivery. Please check it."

"It's the middle of the night and we're working overtime... I was asleep and got woken up by the noise." He yawned and complained.

No one said anything, but both of them realized who had woken Gojo Satoru.

Zhongli captured Pushkin and commissioned Gojo Satoru to teleport and deliver the goods.

Dazai Osamu squatted down and released the gap of his supernatural power. He couldn't help but smile:

Mr. Zhongli, you came just in time.

"Oh, and one more thing," Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, attracting everyone's attention, "Do you know where the high school is? Remember to deliver the limited edition Kikufuku, which is the hardest to buy in Yokohama, to the high school tomorrow. This is the reward that Zhongli promised to give me, and I can't regret it!"

Dazai Osamu: “…”

Nakahara Chuuya: “…Okay.”

Gojo Satoru left the hospital happily.

After confirming that his special ability had been lifted, Nakahara Chuuya had no reason to stay. He urgently needed to go back and wait for his leader's instructions, and thus missed the words that Dazai Osamu was about to say.

Dazai Osamu wanted to talk to him about Wendy.

He did not discuss Wendy's identity, nor did he ask whether Zhongyuan Chuuya noticed anything unusual that day. He simply said: When he is free, he wants to ask Zhongli a few questions about Wendy. Do you want to come?

——Although Zhong Li has not agreed yet.

But since Nakahara Chuuya had already left, there was no rush. Dazai Osamu did not chase him out, but instead made a phone call to confirm the situation on Zhongli's side.

There was no response from the other end.

It's not that the call was hung up, but there was no response, which means the phone was out of hand, or... the battle was not over.

Dazai Osamu's heart sank suddenly.

*

Time goes back to the dusk of Fuyuki City.

After learning Pushkin's whereabouts, Hoshino Nozomi did not act rashly.

He believed in Gilgamesh's ability and believed that he would not be deceived, and he did not think that the King of Heroes would deliberately reveal the wrong address.

That's why he felt it was even more odd.

Fyodor bringing Pushkin to Fuyuki will undoubtedly disrupt the situation in Yokohama. If things go well, he can also successfully deal with the leaders of the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency.

This was his purpose, but perhaps... just one of his purposes.

Otherwise he should have hidden Pushkin more carefully.

Trap? It was just a trap. Considering Zhong Li's strength, it was nothing to worry about.

"There are three existing Heroic Spirits," Hoshino Nozomi said softly, "Assassin, Archer, and Berserker."

Assassin has low combat power and is not good at frontal combat. Neither is Matou Ruoyan. Archer has not yet met him and does not know the details. However, according to Weber, the Tosaka family is now in decline. Although the head of the family, Tosaka Rin, has a very high talent for magic, she is still young.

Overall, the Berserker team has the highest combat power and is the most difficult to deal with. Even if the other two teams join forces, they may not be able to win.

...Fyodor's time on the sidelines was over.

The question is, which side will he go to?

If it were just him and the Red King, Hoshino Nozomi could be sure that he would go to Einzbern Castle. The trouble is, there is also a mysterious "dark shadow" interfering with the Holy Grail War.

Matou Ruoyan is connected to "Solemn", but he does not have complete control over "Solemn"'s actions, otherwise when Assassin was captured last night, "Solemn" should have appeared to stop him.

Is the reason why the "black shadow" does not appear because it has its own set of behavioral logic, or is it disturbed by external forces and out of the control of Matou Rukan?

Hoshino Nozomi thought of Sakura Matou who was taken away by Fyodor.

There is no evidence, but he is sure that Matou Sakura is the "black shadow".

Will Fyodor stay with Pushkin or go to Einzbern Castle?

Hoshino Nozomi was unable to make a judgment and had to split up into two groups. In order to prevent Pushkin's ability from harming the other two, he went to look for Pushkin, while Weber and Gray went to Einzbern Castle to check the situation and contact them in time if anything unexpected happened.

It took some time for Xingye Wang to finally overcome countless traps and catch Pushkin, and finally confirmed that Fyodor was not there.

In the middle of the arrest, the phone rang for a few seconds and then disappeared - this was the communication method agreed upon by Grey and him, if the "black shadow" or the other two appeared, he would be notified.

He asked Gojo Satoru to take Pushkin to Yokohama, and then rushed to the "castle" on the mountain in the suburbs, where only ruins were left and no one was there.

The battle was over and Berserker was defeated.

Hoshino Nozomi: System, detection and identification.

【The identification was successful. 】

The effectiveness of the detection and identification was compromised, but it was enough for him. Xingye Wang followed the instructions and sneaked along. After bypassing several tilted trees and rubble, he suddenly stopped and held his breath.

One, two, three... There are six people in total, and in addition, there is a strangely shaped "thing".

The thing stood quietly in the open space like a folded umbrella. Across a crack that ran from east to west, the six people stared at it, their bodies barely moving.

In other words, there is no way to move.

Xingye Wang had a vague idea that Fyodor and the Red King were watching not far away, but before he could find a chance to verify it, the "black shadow" moved.

Several thin ribbons extend infinitely along its body, floating like the ribbons on oriental murals. Its eerie beauty is proportional to its danger.

Gray stared at the movement of the ribbon, not even daring to blink. She held her breath, her heart beating faster and faster, almost bursting out of her chest.

A thin layer of sweat formed in her palms, making it almost impossible for her to hold the phone. The screen was black, and the phone had been damaged in the fight just now, but Gray's fingers still moved slightly down and stopped at Zhong Li's position.

...Please, Mr. Zhongli, please come quickly.

This thought was fleeting, and Gray didn't have time to think more, because the ribbon had already turned around and stabbed fiercely at the exhausted heroes and humans around!

“Boom——”

It was like the sound of an ancient bell being struck. The distant and heavy sound struck at the heart, and a topaz-like barrier tightly enveloped everyone.

"Mr. Zhongli!" Gray turned her head suddenly and her palm touched the shield.

When she saw the man's clothes swaying like a dragon, her heart finally settled down.