Chapter 159 Hmm
The Armed Detective Agency has been very busy in the past two years.
Earlier, it was Hanada Tayama who joined the Armed Detective Agency. This maverick technical person with a passion for comfort and freedom quickly completed the information processing part of the Armed Detective Agency.
Soon after, an idealist named Dokpo Kunikida also joins the Armed Detective Agency, which is a bit of a burden for Nakai Hideo, who is not so good at integrated planning but is better at one-on-one emotional adjustment.
As a senior member of the Armed Detective Agency and considering that it was dusk when there were unlikely to be any cases, Edogawa Ranpo nodded, then leaned back in his office chair and began to slack off openly.
Although he closed his eyes, he never stopped thinking. It is difficult to suddenly stop a brain that is running fast. He began to think about Qian Jianmu, who had been very busy in the past two years and who had to meet with him to chat every month.
Edogawa Ranpo knew about every time Sengenbaku left, after all, he never lacked souvenirs. Deep in his wallet, there was a piece of 'Fukuzawa Yukichi' from that world, and he also read many books written by 'Edogawa Ranpo'.
Not long ago, the overly tired Qian Jianmu complained to him for a long time in an irritable manner, and then said aggrievedly that he would quit and come back to see what kind of trouble Yokohama would cause. He didn't understand why Yokohama was so easily messed up.
Now, he should be resigning.
He made a firm judgment.
The atmosphere in Yokohama is very strange recently. The scary thing about the existence of "books" is that they can exist at all.
The main world has experienced the integration of parallel worlds many times. The "books" in the parallel worlds really exist and have even been used. If you fall into the main world where there is no book, everyone will have the impression that "book" must have existed, and even a few suspicious events can be found by searching history. The possibility that the 'book' really existed was infinitely increased, even though he and Qian Jianmu both knew that it was impossible for the 'book' to exist in this world.
The whole of Yokohama has been infused with a large number of people with special abilities who are chasing the universal wish-making machine. The mafia is restless, the special abilities department is restless, and the Armed Detective Agency hopes that Edogawa Ranpo can find the truth.
However, Edogawa Ranpo couldn't see it.
He rarely had this feeling - there was indeed a thick fog in front of him, an ominous fog hanging over Yokohama. He knew the fog was there, but he couldn't see the truth.
It was as if an invisible pair of hands specifically erased the information chains he could capture.
He was targeted, and Mu Jun was also targeted.
But what can they do when they are being targeted? Now they are the ones facing the enemy, and there is no other way except to try to capture more information.
What a disgusting person who could come up with this plan.
Edogawa Ranpo heard Hanadakuro's low voice while complaining quietly.
"…Recently, several deaths of people with special abilities have occurred in Yokohama…"
With so many people, anything can happen. People die in Yokohama every day, let alone people with special abilities.
However, Edogawa Ranpo slowly opened his eyes, and those detailed information fell into his pupils like rain from the sky, and then slid down, leaving behind a faint coldness of the information.
Along with the flow of information, what flowed through his pupils were the crows outside the window.
A black crow suddenly took off. This huge bird, with its fallen black feathers rolled up, flew past the window of the Armed Detective Agency.
Because of his emotionless expression, an inorganic coldness appeared on Edogawa Ranpo's face. His emerald green eyes glowed with a cold luster, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Then, Edogawa Ranpo reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the table.
Fingertips press the buttons, phone book, contacts, down, down, thousands of screens, down.
Endo Shusaku.
"Hey, Shusaku."
The great detective lowered his head and wanted to take out the safe, but after a long time, he gave up, stood up, walked to the president's office, took out a bulletproof vest and put it on.
"Mr. Ranpo?" Endo Shusaku asked in confusion.
"Listen to me, Shusaku."
Under the windbreaker he took off was a vest and shirt, with a thin bulletproof vest on top of the vest. The famous detective, holding the phone between his face and shoulder, spoke in a cold and indifferent voice:
"Leave Yokohama, now, quickly! Run as far as you can and never come back."
"...I understand. You and Mr. Mu must be careful!"
Endo Shusaku had long ago tamed himself to obey orders absolutely. Sengenmaku respected Edogawa Ranpo, and Endo Shusaku also had great respect for Edogawa Ranpo. Therefore, Endo Shusaku chose to obey the unreasonable order unconditionally.
Putting on his windbreaker, Edogawa Ranpo looked at the weather outside the window for a long time, and then he let out a deep sigh.
He pushed open the door and faced the president who had just returned from outside.
"President." He narrowed his eyes, chuckled and said, "Maybe, we need to prepare for war."
For some reason, this feeling of having to prepare for some kind of attack seemed to have happened countless times, and he felt inexplicably familiar with it.
…
Where did that ominous premonition come from?
***
When he saw the email, Sengenmaku had just finished calling Gin and was having dinner with the people from the Jujutsu High School.
Because they have graduated for many years, everyone present has become a complete adult. I heard that Nanami Kento, who is working as an executive at Window, also wanted to come over, but it was unclear whether he wanted to have this meal or just couldn't stand the overtime work.
Everybody is drinking.
After An Utahime and Ieiri Shoko came back, Sengenmaku went to an izakaya in Tokyo with Gojo Satoru, Geto Kagome, and Haibara Yu and others to play another game. Little Tianyuan was very tired as he had just grown into a small child, so he stayed in the technical high school to have a good rest.
The few present had been able to drink a little in recent years, and except for one drop from Gojo Satoru, everyone could clink glasses.
Qianjianmu picked up the wine glass and sighed.
He used to find time to go out for a drink, but he has become increasingly busy in recent years and the last time he went out for a drink was many years ago.
"Why is this guy Gojo coming along?" An Geji looked angry. Gojo blinked at Kazilan's innocent big eyes and said in a tone that deserved a beating: "Xiaomu must be allowed to come. We are more familiar with each other than you two."
"But this party is Haibara's party!" She waved her hand and pointed at the smirking Haibara Yu.
"Ah, it doesn't matter." Gojo said as a matter of course, putting his elbow on Chijianmu's shoulder. Chijianmu shook for a long time, but he stood still as a mountain.
...Damn, this guy is so annoying.
At a certain moment, Sengenmaku and An Utahime empathized with each other.
"Ah! Damn you!" An Geji made the final decision.
There were side dishes and wine. Haibara Yu talked about his students, and occasionally talked about Nanami Kento. Ever since Nanami Kento was tricked by Gojo Satoru, Geto Gayu and even Yaga Masamichi into being a cadre at the window, Nanami Kento hasn't laughed for a long time.
"The world of spells is full of shit!!!"
Such hateful words were spoken by Huihara Yu with a smile, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether he was an idiot or a black person.
When Geto told her about his undercover work, An Utahime was very surprised that Geto would become such a righteous police officer instead of a sorcerer. If he were a policeman, she could write a report letter every week to expose his true face as a scumbag. But he went undercover and even eliminated his police rank to keep it secret. He only had a direct contact person left in the Metropolitan Police Department.
She reported it, but no such person existed on the other side.
angry! So angry! This world doesn't make sense!
While a few people were chatting, Sengenmaku and Gojo Satoru were leaning against each other and whispering. It was mainly Gojo Satoru who was teasing, and then Sengenmaku would occasionally pay attention to him in a very good temper, and he became more and more courageous as the battle went on.
"It's really interesting. The current directorate makes me feel like I'm recycling garbage and winning a medal at an environmentalist fashion show." He complained about the current system: "It feels like a lot of moth hair has fallen off, but garbage is still garbage."
Organizational reform is not a one-day job. Qian Jianmu looked at his thick white hair and felt that he was partly responsible for Ye Moth's hair.
While chatting here, Qian Jianmu suddenly found that there were several unopened messages in his mobile phone, one of which was from Edogawa Ranpo.
from Ranpo: [You have to be careful. 】
He called back, but the call was no longer connected.
"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru, who had been lingering nearby, came over and glanced at the phone screen, and then he suddenly fell silent.
The private room, which was still full of laughter, slowly quieted down when Gojo Satoru and Chijianmu fell silent at the same time. Everyone slowly turned around and looked at Chijianmu, who was staring at the text message with an expressionless face. Then, Chijianmu stood up.
"Sorry, I have to go now. See you next time."
"Oh, oh, it's okay, it's okay!"
"Do you want someone to take you there?"
"It's dark outside, be careful on the road!"
"Call us if you need anything."
The only two people who knew something, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, did not say anything. They just looked at Sengenmaku with strange expressions as he left in a hurry. Then they turned their heads and heard An Utahime and Haibara Yu sigh together.
"I always feel that..." An Geji's face was conflicted.
"A little nervous." Huihara Yu added.
"Well...you are actually afraid of Xiao Qianjian?" Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall and said lazily.
"I wasn't that scared before because I was young, so...but in the past few years, I feel like it's getting stronger and stronger..." Haibara Yu said hesitantly, and An Utahime nodded vigorously.
"Then you haven't seen how he removes the curse." Liuyan said lightly.
Suddenly remembering one of the few experiences of Sengenmaku in removing cursed spirits, and then thinking about the shikigami that he had rarely used recently, Geto Suguru showed a nostalgic expression.
"That's normal. That guy is really fierce when fighting..."
Even when facing a strong enemy, he would remain expressionless or sneer, holding the dagger in his hand, aiming at the center, and would jump down no matter how high it was, using gravity to increase his strength. Then--
Whenever there was a flash of white light, something would shatter, without exception.
***
Under the moonlight, there was a snow-white knife light.
As the crystal on his forehead shattered, the demon that looked exactly like him disappeared into the night.
Mitsuyo Kakuta heard a whisper from a woman.
The slightly rising ending tone, twisted and morbid, with a tone like honey, would make one's skin tremble uncontrollably just by hearing it.
"Dead?"
“…”
Lowering his sight, Mitsuyo Kakuta saw a woman wearing a black skirt and tights standing two meters away. Her thighs, arms and even neck were all exposed. She had a very distinctive figure and her long dark red hair fell on her waist. In the moonlight, he saw a pair of red eyes full of love.
……she is……?
Sensitively aware of her gaze, the woman with the ability to kill instantly turned around, revealing her remaining bright light gold eye completely. On her slightly scattered hair, on her forehead, the crystal was sparkling in the moonlight.
The woman gave him a gentle and haunting smile, turned her head to look not far away, and murmured.
"Da da da, not far away, da da da, come here quickly..."
A chill surged up from behind, and Mitsuyo Kakuta was almost swallowed by her own expectations. She heard the sound squeezed out of her throat.
"...Lilith?"
"Ah...you actually know me?"
The woman raised her eyebrows in surprise, then turned around and waved to the white-haired young man not far away:
"I found your book fan!"
...book lover? Book lover? !
Mitsuyo Kakuta suddenly jumped up, crawled forward a few steps, and saw the white-haired young man in the shadow gradually walking into the light.
It was obviously a beautiful face, but the eyes had two extremely abrupt and different colored pupils, dark red and bright gold.
...Intermission...Sir?
The man gave him a soothing look, then looked at the woman helplessly and gently. His brows suddenly calmed down, with a hint of melancholy.
"He's a fan of yours, Lilith."
"……Yeah?"
The woman tilted her head and looked at him for a while. At the moment when Mitsuyo Kakuta's scalp tingled under the gentle yet dangerous gaze, she turned her head away boredly.
"But he's not as interesting as you."
Her movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. Mitsuyo Kakuta's eyes blurred, and the next moment she held the young man's hand and placed it on the side of her face.
I can't see his expression clearly, I can only see his back.
There is a sense of power ready to be unleashed in that back view, and a huge murderous intent that combines softness and toughness.
"Please always keep it interesting, Xiaomu..."
"We will be entangled forever until death comes."
The young man with his face covered was silent for a moment, and then responded very softly:
"……Um."
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