Chapter 41: Turn over, the farming mountain is on fire. Close it and farm the volcano.
The three-moment concept is a very new thing. It is said that the triangle is the most stable structure, but can the triangle really be so easily applied to a city?
In fact, the main function of this thing is to increase Yokohama's ability to resist risks. If someone with special abilities from outside comes in to cause trouble, even if the Special Ability Division is gone, there can still be the Mafia, and even if the Mafia is gone, there can still be the Butei. At least it can ensure that there is at least one force in Yokohama that can defend Yokohama's bottom line, so that it will not be colonized by others in terms of people with special abilities.
The emergence of this idea mainly comes from Japan's frustrated mentality and sense of crisis during the superpower war. There is no one who surpasses Japan, but those who surpass Britain and France have been born for decades. While people with special abilities in other countries have begun organizing training to fight internationally, those in Japan are still fighting among themselves.
Natsume Soseki grew up in an era of supernatural powers, only to find that the country didn't pay attention to him, he had no strength, and people were fighting among themselves.
How can we fight this?
Don’t think about how good it is yet. Just live your life well and don’t let your home be robbed.
Since there is no way for one company to have the ability to directly fight against external risks, he came up with a three-minute concept to disperse the crisis.
He himself actually felt that it was not a good idea, and he really had no other choice.
The birth of the Three Moments concept, after all, is because the Special Ability Division is weak and hidden (the top leaders don't take it seriously), the Port Mafia is too strong but unreliable, involved in gangs and mentally unstable (they start training people with special abilities violently since childhood), and because special abilities are something that cannot be publicized and are everywhere on the streets (everyone understands it, but they just pretend), many disputes between people with special abilities cannot be resolved, so after much choice, they can only come up with an armed detective agency.
It was gradually improved and became what it is today. The three parties should check and balance each other, and no one should attack anyone else. All they need to do is develop quietly.
It increases stability but reduces control, and indirectly leads to the dispersion of combat effectiveness, making it more difficult for people with special abilities to improve their combat effectiveness.
As one of the three fulcrums of the triangle, the name of the Armed Detective Agency is very general. It means, I will give you the truth of the matter, what if you don’t listen? Then I will negotiate (shakes my fist) to make you obey.
For ordinary customers, this armed force is a real armed force, but for the other two forces, this armed force can only be a threat.
The Armed Detective Agency cannot and will not really outdo the government and the Mafia. It only needs to express its attitude, but once it expresses this attitude, it is a crucial vote that everyone has to think twice.
Therefore, due to all the complex factors and considerations mentioned above, the development direction of the Armed Detective Agency is not based on force, but on correctness, importance, and irreplaceability. The personnel composition of Wuzhen can only be: core detectives, auxiliary, endurance, a small amount of intelligence and weapons.
There can't be more, and there's no need for more. When your fighting ability is average, everyone respects you because you are doing your job and won't suddenly kick others, and even if you do, it won't hurt. But when your combat power is high, people will start to doubt whether you have your own ideas as a butei, and will no longer respect you as much, and you will go from being an uncertain comrade to a possible enemy.
Therefore, the unspoken rule of the Armed Detective Agency is not to actively recruit strong combat members. This is a form of whitewashing and also a form of self-protection.
It’s not that it can’t be found, it’s that you can’t find it, at least you can’t actively look for it.
The reason why Nakajima Atsushi was able to join the Armed Detective Agency in the later period was that this person with special abilities could not control himself, and Dazai Osamu and Fukuzawa Yukichi were both suitable insurance, which was good for him. Secondly, the framework of the Three-Season Concept has basically been established, and the three parties are all developing in a relatively harmonious manner. They are in a period of improving their overall combat power, so the Butei can let go a little. Third, Nakajima Atsushi himself is involved in many forces, and it is not convenient for the Special Ability Agents Division to intervene, while the port mafia has sufficient combat power and does not really need this person.
The final result was that everyone tacitly agreed to Baihu joining the Butei, which was equivalent to giving it to the Butei for free, and no one caused them any major trouble. Although there are some minor troubles, they are just a token of my appreciation.
And since Butei was indeed short of people, he took over naturally, at the cost of having to bear all the troubles that this person would bring.
For example, if you asked Nakahara Chuuya to go to the Butei, he would be summoned for a questioning as soon as he arrived at Fukuzawa Yukichi that day, and Fukuzawa Yukichi himself did not dare and could not ask him to join.
At this juncture, the Three-Minute Plan has not yet been finalized, the Mafia is in chaos, is it really suitable for the detective agency to recruit top-notch people?
They could only find some auxiliary personnel, such as Nakai. The president has also been interviewing people with special abilities recently, but the process is quite difficult. The entire Armed Detective Agency is currently able to operate, and one more or one less will not do.
So the question asked by Edogawa Ranpo was really sensitive. When he said it, the entire detective agency was silent for a moment. Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his head slightly, and his eyes seemed to be asking Ranpo why he asked this.
"It's like this. There's a kid on Baku-kun's side who's not very suitable for joining the mafia because his health isn't very good. His special abilities are very lethal, so he asked me about it." Edogawa Ranpo said proudly, leaning back in his chair.
In fact, Chijianmaku also understood the situation of the Armed Detective Agency, so what he said did not make sense.
So the focus is on the next sentence:
"Isn't it better to go to the Special Powers Division?"
This sentence was said to two people, one was Natsume Soseki and the other was Fukuzawa Yukichi. However, Ranpo had plenty of time to talk to Fukuzawa Yukichi in private. He didn't say it at other times, so he said it at this time, so it could only be heard by Natsume Soseki.
The establishment of the Psychic Special Agent Division has a little to do with Natsume Soseki, but not all of it. Natsume Soseki was just a student when the Psychic Special Agent Division was first established. He could only appropriately raise the status of the Psychic Special Agent Division and give it more authority when he had a certain amount of power.
Natsume Soseki actually had a pretty good relationship with Taneda Santouki. When they occasionally communicated, Taneda Santouki also complained that the Special Ability Division was extremely short of personnel and there were hardly any really useful people.
Although national organizations recruit people with special abilities on a wider scale, the vast majority of people with special abilities are very unrestrained and love freedom. What's really funny is that the Special Powers Division is an armed force used to manage people with special powers. It's a special police squad called the Hounds, which is jointly managed and controlled by the Special Powers Division and the military and police. However, the members of the Hounds all have 'artificial' parts, which means they have to undergo surgery every month and can only patrol within the country. There is no possibility of them going abroad at all.
Moreover, although the hounds are also under the management of the Special Powers Division, the Special Powers Division can only be considered as collaborative management, and the main managers are still the military and police. The Special Powers Division, a somewhat niche organization with special powers, has never been doing very well in the country. After the failure of the Super Power War, the top government officials still did not take special powers seriously. The Special Powers Division has to spend a lot of money, so it is often bullied and the relationships are very strained. As a result, the relationship between the military police and the Special Powers Division is naturally not very good, and there are some private matters between them that cannot be told.
At the same time, there is a special organization that neither of them mentioned but they all knew about, namely Agency No. 7. Agency No. 7 likes to rescue people from the Special Powers Division. Of course, they all catch them from outside, but if there are really special people with special abilities in the Special Powers Division, Agency No. 7 will rescue them directly. Although the situation has improved a lot after the protest of the Special Powers Division, if Agency 7 insists on it, it will be too easy for them to quietly eliminate a person with their capabilities.
Just like recently, someone from the Special Ability Agent Class was taken away by Agency No. 7, and it seemed like he was being tracked. But he was quite willing to do it, so no one dared to stop him.
The Special Power Agent Class exists in this kind of gap. It has no transcendents and no strong enough combat power, and its international influence is almost non-existent. Those with strong fighting power are either from other families or from the mafia, and there are not many in my pocket. Those who are good at intelligence are either picked up by Agency No. 7 or used as eight people.
In fact, the Special Ability Agent Class is not that useless. After all, it is a state agency and has some foundation. There are a large number of people with special abilities and their mental conditions are stable. If they were all gathered together, no one would dare to provoke them. But the country has a lot of things to do, here and there, when all is said and done, the entire Special Ability Agent Class is in overtime hell, and it seems that there is a particular shortage of people, so many people are so short of staff.
Look at the fire on the mountain where farmers are farming. How pitiful! The fields have become bald like volcanoes.
For example, one of their subordinates is a person with special abilities named Sakaguchi Ango. He has just finished his training, and the tasks assigned to him have been scheduled for three years later. Zhongtian Shantouhuo felt guilty when he saw him, but there was really nothing he could do. No one who was better than him could use his special abilities as well as he did, and no one who had special abilities better than him was better than him.
Therefore, an attack-type psychic who wants to join the Psychic Special Forces Division is extremely valuable, like gold. Natsume Soseki thought about his relationship with Taneda Santoka and felt that the basic comradeship still existed. After considering the whole matter, he ran to the shrine.
But Qian Jianmu avoided the question and did not mention the person with special abilities.
"Ahem, I heard from Ranpo that you have a person with special abilities?"
In desperation, Natsume Soseki could only get straight to the point.
In this matter, Natsume Soseki wrongly blamed Sengenmaku. In fact, Sengenmaku was just mentioned to Ranpo, and the main topic of their conversation was not Akutagawa Ryunosuke at all.
At first, Sengenmaku's original plan was to ask about the situation on Endo Shusaku's side, but he happened to hear that the psychic who had been sent to the Psychic Special Service Division had been missing for a while. Just two days before he asked, he received news in a particularly covert way, saying that he was taken to the No. 7 Agency for closed training and might not come out for a year or two.
This was the first time that Qian Jianmu heard of Organization No. 7. After this incident, they knew that this special organization existed.
So that day, Sengenmaku and Ranpo only talked about Agency No. 7. What was strange was that even Edogawa Ranpo didn't know much about this organization, and he asked Sengenmaku to get the news for him to see the excitement.
...It sounds like they are planting undercover agents in the country. In fact, they are just respecting the wishes of their own people. It just so happens that this person really wants to work for the country. If necessary, they will cause trouble. They are strangers and should stay away from it. They have nothing to do with it.
But Ranpo probably took the matter seriously and took advantage of Natsume Soseki's presence to bring it up for him.
After sorting out the situation, Qian Jianmu smiled with the corners of his eyes curved:
"Don't be impatient. He's only eleven years old. You can't use him right away, right? Besides, the brother and sister have been in the slums for so long that they probably don't even know what the Special Powers Unit is. They don't have any identity documents either, so they don't even have an identity document if they want to join the Special Powers Unit."
"Identity is easy to deal with, but age is really difficult."
Natsume Soseki sighed:
"Eleven years old is still too young."
The bottom line of the Special Ability Division is much higher than that of the Port Mafia. They generally do not mess with children under the age of fifteen.
"Besides, the kid is not in good health and mental state. If the Special Ability Agents Division can't treat him well, then don't bother. It's not that the Mafia can't go, I just want to give him a better choice."
"I understand your reasoning. At least with me here, he won't suffer too much."
Can we trust what Natsume Soseki said?
Haha, anyone who believes what politicians say is a fool.
The two of them talked for a while and almost figured out the situation. It was like they had made an appointment for Akutagawa to work for the government in advance. When he was a few years older and had no special problems and was willing, he would be able to smoothly enter the Special Ability Department. After giving Chigenmaku two more instructions to continue writing, the calico cat slowly jumped out of the window and ran down the mountain along the stairs of the shrine.
He happened to meet Ayatsuji Kototo who was passing by. Ayatsuji Kototo stared at the calico cat for a few seconds. Natsume Soseki had a very strong psychological quality and he quickly slipped away without any problem in his disguise.
When Ayatsuji Koto walked into the Japanese-style room, the tea for Natsume Soseki was not yet cold, and Sengenmaku was holding the little hat, fiddling with it from time to time.
"Someone just came?"
Ayatsuji Yukito was a little confused.
"Here comes a man who can register my child and arrange a stable job for him." Qian Jianmu summed it up in one word.
Ayatsuji Yukito walked over and touched the tea. It was still warm, with no traces of water on the wall of the cup. There were no signs of having been sat on the seats and there was a small empty spot on the tabletop, but other than that there was no problem. He nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask any more questions.
He pushed away the clutter on the table and sat in the position where the calico cat had sat before. He placed his arms on the table and just touched it, noticing the slight temperature difference that was almost negligible. He paused slightly, his eyes frozen for a moment. He looked up, and his serious, slightly tired but particularly sharp eyes fell on Qian Jianmu.
Noticing his gaze, Qianjianmu raised his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smile, and after a moment, Ayatsuji Yukito exhaled as if he was too tired. The tense feeling suddenly disappeared, and his brows relaxed slightly.
"You will be killed by your own lack of preparedness sooner or later."
He said.
"How could that be?" Qian Jianmu propped up half of his face with his palms and tilted his head.
"No one can kill me except myself," he said
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The rebels represent the power to overthrow everything old and change the social system.
"We save them all."
But is saving the world a form of rule?
This is her second year in the army.
Many people like her who were rescued developed strong withdrawal reactions. The army's attitude was that detoxification was necessary, and the detoxification shed that Lilith was in charge of was filled with wailing day and night.
The scream was shrill, not like a human voice, so sharp that it even made people vomit and cry. Lilith had no choice but to lean on the bed, her dull eyes fixed on the distant sky, like a withered flower or a dying animal.
There are thresholds for human happiness and pain. She had been drowned in intense pain and joy to the point of almost dying. So now, what could make her feel happy?
She wore a penance belt all day long. The thin leather strap inlaid with sharp nails was tightly buckled around her slender white thighs. Every time it was torn, a lot of blood would flow, leaving hideous scars.
With every step she took, the nails penetrated into her flesh. She felt so painful yet so hungry.
How should she fit into this world?
What should she do?
The girl has never been exposed to the outside world. Since she became conscious, her interpersonal relationships have only consisted of love and torture, or she simply mixed the two together. She had never left the paradise, had not even read a few books, and did not know a few words.
The army gave basic education to everyone. Everyone sat together in the shed and made noise, but Lilith was silent like a stone or a thin, pale piece of paper.
She hesitated, which was unusual.
Should she be happy? Should she be in pain?
Who can teach her how to judge in such a situation?
Has the world changed, or has she become broken?
...How to obtain happiness?
…
…
My brother was seriously injured in the confrontation and he may not survive the next few days.
"Go see him, he really loves you."
The military doctor said.
Happiness and pain were born at the same time, tears and smiles appeared on her face together.
Ahh, that's it, that's it.
Long-lost joy and happiness, long-lost pain and sorrow.
It was as if the bones were broken into pieces, ground into powder, sprinkled on the soil, and then beautiful blood-red flowers grew out.
Under the astonished gaze of the military doctor, Lilith walked to her brother's room, half crying and half laughing.
Lilith is a very beautiful child, with a porcelain body and a delicate and pretty face. It is not the kind of delicacy that is feminine, but a kind of androgynous beauty.
Her brother was looking at her. He was terribly thin, and there was an emotion in his eyes that made her feel tormented.
The tears on the girl's face were cold, but her exaggerated smile covered her entire beautiful face. This distorted expression did not make her lose her charm at all, but instead added a bit of crazy beauty.
"I know you are not a normal child," said my brother.
"Yes, I'm not a good girl," she said.
"Then, then why do you have such an expression?" A line of turbid tears slowly fell on my brother's pale face.
Lilith began to take off her clothes, just like peeling off a doll's coat, revealing her fair, perfect body and the scars left by self-abuse. Her eyes were so clear, full of love and desire, like an innocent lamb.
She walked naked in front of the man and bent down without any shyness, as if offering herself as a sacrifice, as if sacrificing her life.
"Please give me...please give me more intense pain, please give me more intense pain and love."
The tears fell like raindrops and could not be stopped.
Her body was shaking violently, she was crying uncontrollably, and her speech was disordered. She could only describe her thoughts with difficulty and barely express herself.
"Before you leave, please leave me with unforgettable pain and happiness. Whatever you want to do, please abuse me."
I want sharp knives and whips, I want merciless humiliation and coercion. I want unconditional love, a passionate love that can consume both of us.
Be it the immoral emotions that subvert ethics or the death struggle of a madman. Whether it was anger and scolding or being intoxicated by her, whether it was good or bad, she accepted it all and didn't care.
Her brother looked at her with a complicated expression on his face that she couldn't understand.
"Love is not what you think it is. I love you, so I won't do that. Put on your clothes."
"It would be great if you didn't understand pain and love."
"Don't be trapped by the love and hate of others all your life. Break it all. When you love yourself——"
Outside the shed, there was the hum of airplanes. A large number of small aircraft dropped a large number of unknown objects. The noise was like artillery fire or some kind of explosion, making her ears buzz.
"When I love myself... then what? Then what?"
She grabbed her brother's hand, but she could only see his mouth opening and closing, but could not hear any sound.
What is it, what is it?
Please tell me, please tell me!
Be it heaven or hell, be it killing me or resurrecting me, even if it is an order that requires me to pay everything for it, you are the last existence in this world who brings me supreme pain and love, what exactly do you want to tell me?
…
In the dead silence, Lilith lost her last relative.
She finally had nothing.
All that remains is the empty, dreamlike love and pain that comes and goes like the wind.
…
That was the most heartbreaking day for the Reform Army.
Unimaginable riots broke out in the army, resulting in countless casualties.
That day, thousands of small cargo-delivery aircraft hovered in the sky, but they could not be seen clearly because of their stealth paint.
In the July weather, white snow fell from the sky. The snow was heavy, and anyone who was hit by it felt pain all over their body.
Lilith stretched out her hand and caught the white snowflakes falling from the sky.
That's a white pill.
It turns out that it’s raining medicine in this world.
She bent down and picked up a large number of pills. The pills flowed through her fingertips like snowflakes. The twitching of her nerve endings made it almost impossible for her to hold the snow. Her nerves were in a trance, and when she came to her senses, she found herself laughing wildly in the heavy snow.
She held handfuls of pills tightly in her hands, lost in the frenzy of pain and love, and burst into tears in the great irony that she herself did not understand.
Please come to the Paradise, which is the blissful place on earth.
If you cannot endure it, if you are searching hard, then come to the Pure Land.
No one will suffer, no one will be trapped by life.
Born here, and will die here, paradise is the pure land on earth!
As if possessed by a ghost, she mechanically moved her throat to swallow handfuls of pills until her stomach was filled with hallucinations. She felt like a cloud, with rain falling and thunder and lightning at the same time.
Lilith dances in the snow.
Unbearable tears poured out from the cracks in my heart, and tears mixed with blood slid down my chin.
Spinning in laughter and tears, she spun forever and ever, unable to stop.
She always,
Forever dancing in the hell of the living and the collapsing world.
Lilith loves the whole world.
——And will always be in pain because of it.
Love and Pain, Part 5
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