Let me ask you a question: do you think reason is more trustworthy or emotion is more trustworthy?

I am an emotional person, of course part of the reason is that when I was almost plotted against by the will of the world, it was my strong intuition that saved me and prevented me from being confused by the script of "obtaining an identity."

Therefore, I prefer to believe that my sense of crisis is correct.

Although there really has been no sign of anything recently, and the treatment I receive in Yokohama is beyond your imagination.

If I were to write a book, I would title it "On My Days as a Favorite in Yokohama", which would be perfect.

When I have nothing to do, I just hang out in Chuuya's big house. I can pick any game that is released or not, and I buy all the movies, TV series, and animations. I also buy all the figures and setting collections that I was reluctant to spend money on before.

Moreover, I have been exploring the possibility of bringing all these things back with me.

By the way, there is also jjxx in the world of Little Wild Dog, and the comics I saw also have my version~

When I feel like it, I can also go to the detective agency to play with big cats. Even Teacher Natsume was filled with sympathy when he saw me.

Although, I can't touch Natsume teacher's hair.

In addition, there are some extension courses that can be learned a little bit. For example, I have been learning swordsmanship with President Fukuzawa recently, and Mr. Mori occasionally wants to teach me some medical knowledge, saying that with this knowledge, some of the risk factors brought by my painlessness can be eliminated.

Even if I can't feel the pain, I can still tell how badly I've been hurt. Although no one saw the fight with Caiju and Tieju last time, the car's onboard camera recorded my terrible physical condition and my nonchalant expression.

Chuuya's father condemned me, and Zaizi gave me a dark smile as he warned me not to do that again.

What can I do? I can't say that I am extremely afraid of pain and would scream for a long time even if my finger was pinched by the door, and I have to wait for my gay friend to comfort me - although he always laughs first and then says a few perfunctory words to me.

Juejuezi.

So their worries are actually meaningless. I can cherish myself when I go back.

Moreover, it was too difficult for me, a liberal arts student, to understand medical knowledge. I really had to memorize by rote while Mr. Mori explained to me using living or dead bodies. In the end, what I remembered was not the real knowledge, but Mr. Mori's lancet - the skill of throwing the lancet.

Can it be considered as a learning achievement?

When I get back, I won't be a loser anymore.

The peaceful days passed by, and the overly comfortable life made me wonder if this was a sweet trap set by the world's will. I was about to lose the motivation to find the way back, as I really had no clue at all.

That's how the shock came out of nowhere.

On this day, I was enjoying life in the amusement park in Yokohama as usual. Of course, it takes a lot of courage to visit an amusement park alone, and I came here at the invitation of Tachihara.

Let me make it clear that he and I are not gay, even if we go to the amusement park together, we are definitely not gay. My gay friend and I also go there often, and sometimes to ease the awkwardness, one of us will dress up as a girl, so that we both look more impressive.

We had just bought tickets to go and show off our skills on the adult trampoline when the ground suddenly started shaking.

At first, I thought it was an earthquake.

After all, it is no secret that earthquakes often occur in Japan, and even I know it very well. Some tourists and staff did not panic in the face of this emergency, but carried out emergency evacuation in an orderly manner according to the safety drills they usually conduct.

However, when I looked at Tachihara's expression, it seemed a little ugly.

"This is not an ordinary earthquake," Tachihara frowned, his eyes were extremely sharp. He mobilized his five senses, as if he was feeling something.

I also looked around quickly, but based on my current observation skills, I really didn't find anything.

Could it be that the smart me before was right? Am I really just a fool?

"That's over there, something is coming." I looked in the direction Tachihara pointed, and it was the sea of ​​Yokohama.

I looked over and saw that the sea water was surging in a way that was visible to the naked eye, making it difficult to tell whether it was the earthquake that caused the sea surface to surge, or something in the sea that caused the ground to shake.

However, the abnormalities soon became more obvious and continued. Ordinary people in the amusement park fell down without any warning, starting with the group closer to the sea.

Sure enough, there must be something in the sea that caused the current situation.

No, if this continues, if a severe earthquake causes the building to collapse, who knows how many people will die in Yokohama.

"Tachihara!"

"clear."

Without my telling him, Li Yuan had already started to act. He started from the amusement park, using metal to quickly build a strong shelter, and then took out his cell phone to contact the military and police.

Although he no longer works for the Hound, due to the previous incident of Fukuchi Sakura, the military has a lot of internal affairs to deal with, so his military title is still there, and the right to transfer Yokohama military and police is still there.

Before the full extent of the incident is clarified, the top priority is to mobilize all available forces to protect ordinary people.

I took out my cell phone, but before I could contact Zaizi and the others, a dazzling red light shot straight into the sky behind me.

I turned around and looked back. The blinding light was like a red spear, surrounding the black flames. It seemed to connect heaven and earth, illuminating the entire Yokohama, making everything in the world pale in comparison.

“Chuuya…?”

I immediately confirmed that it was the direction of the Hong Kong Black Army, and the location where the red light envelope was emitted was the tall black tower where Chuuya served as an officer.

Black flames, red spears...

The full name of the god who was like a natural disaster suddenly appeared in my mind - "Doujian Huangbatu".

I realized that something must have happened to Chuuya.

Obviously, Tachihara also noticed this obvious change. Everyone knows that Chuuya and I are father and son, and no matter who we call, we look exactly the same.

"Leave this to me, don't worry." Liyuan said, "I will also contact the special agents to help with the rescue, so you don't have to worry about this."

He saw that my mind was no longer on this matter.

I nodded vigorously. As expected, it was Li Yuan. I trusted him to do the job.

I hurried back while watching the strange scene in the distance. While I was hurrying, I tried to call Chuuya. As expected, the phone was completely turned off.

I called Zaizi again, but his phone was also turned off.

What on earth is going on today? Can't you guys keep your communications normal all year round?

Fortunately, after the last lesson, I saved a lot of people's contact information in my phone. I scrolled down the Hong Kong Black column and my finger landed on Mr. Mori's number.

This time, I finally got through after a busy tone.

"Hey, Mr. Mori..."

"Bang——"

Before I could finish my words, a piercing roar echoed across Yokohama.

I heard it, not just in the real world, but on the line. The line went dead.

After this, needless to say, Sister Hongye is probably in the same situation as Mr. Mori now.

I started running. There was no public transportation available for me to take at that time, and my driving skills were not enough to drive on a completely paralyzed road.

I turned around a street. At this moment, there was a sharp brake sound, and the white streamlined car stopped in front of me. Through the completely shattered car window, I saw the mirror flower on the driver's seat and the white tiger Dun Dun on the passenger seat.

"Come up quickly." Dun Dun urged.

I opened the back door and got in.

"What's going on?" I asked while dialing Mr. Fukuzawa's number after getting on the back seat.

"I don't know the details. Mr. Ranpo collapsed without any warning after the earthquake. Everyone in the detective agency is out on duty," Dun Dun saw the interface of my phone through the rearview mirror. "It's useless. I've called all the numbers I can."

"Beep--" My cell phone made a few ear-torturing sounds and then the screen suddenly went black.

I suddenly realized that Huangba's vomiting ability might be stronger than I imagined or what I had seen before. In the case of such extreme release, it has begun to affect the magnetic field of the entire Yokohama.

I looked through the rear window of the car at the amusement park that was already far away. I didn't know how well Liyuan had contacted them. I hoped he could stabilize the situation. I no longer had the energy to think about other people I didn't know.

"Go to the Port Mafia." I said, "There's a problem with Chuuya. This power is the power of Arahato. If it's not handled properly, the whole of Yokohama, no, even outside of Yokohama, will be buried with it."

All this seemed to confirm my previous anxious mood. I forced myself to think, but the more I did so, the more confused and distracted my thoughts became.

What was the trigger for this? Was it Meursault's boss? Meursault is now safe, and he does have a motive - but if that's the case, how did he do it?

Or maybe it has something to do with Fukuchi Sakura's delusion. What exactly is written on the "book" that he didn't find? Didn't Zaizi say before that he and Ranpo had completely guessed the contents of the "book" page?

It should come as no surprise that the two of them joined forces.

Or...has the story evolved into a new rival outside of the comics?

Asagiri and 35 are so fast? They draw faster than I act?

I haven't the slightest idea.

Ahhh——only at times like this do I miss the me who had such a good brain. It doesn't matter if my heart is a little dirty, as long as I can solve the current crisis.

I rubbed my fingers together and watched the Hong Kong Black Building getting closer and closer. The sense of urgency in my heart became stronger and stronger, and my heart beat faster and faster.

And, I don’t know if it was my illusion, but my stomach started to churn as well.

Am I so nervous that I'm going to throw up?