Chapter 24

At Yokohama Port, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man walked off a cruise ship.

Foreigners' looks were not uncommon in Yokohama. The dock workers took a second look at the golden hair, then turned their heads back when they saw an ordinary face. The worker was a little disappointed that someone with such beautiful hair had such an ordinary look. He thought that the man must have come to Yokohama to try his luck because he couldn't stay in his own country.

After all, this is a stowaway cruise ship.

The worker's expression almost revealed his true feelings, but the man remained calm. After all, that was just how humans viewed him, and he was not a human.

The inhuman existence is destined to feel lonely in this world full of people, but fortunately he has a younger brother who is also an alien. Paul Verlaine, a former European supernatural intelligence agent, came to Yokohama this time to bring his younger brother, Chuuya Nakahara, who is also an artificial supernatural.

As a powerful superpower, Weilun has sufficient confidence in this plan. The only variable is the existence called city consciousness that suddenly appeared in this country half a year ago. They are low-key and mysterious, but it is undeniable that they are much more powerful than humans.

When the neon city appeared, other countries also had their own city consciousness, but it was much quieter than the neon city. In response, other countries were told that no country could be as chaotic as neon, so chaotic that they needed to intervene in the city consciousness.

Weilaine had never been exposed to city consciousness, but before coming to Yokohama he collected a lot of intelligence and came to the conclusion that city consciousness was not omnipotent. As long as he kept a low profile and was not discovered by city consciousness, he could take his brother away safely.

This is why Weilun chose to disguise himself and take the smuggled cruise ship here. As a spy with the title of "King of Assassination", disguise is not a problem for Weilun.

“Chuya, you better be good and don’t let your brother be discovered by Yokohama.” Weilun sighed slightly, because he knew that he was definitely not a person who could be welcomed into Yokohama.

Weilun was thinking absentmindedly, when he suddenly missed a step and almost fell into a big pit.

The worker next to him saw this and didn't apologize. He kicked a piece of wood to cover the hole below and said unhappily, "Walk carefully. Can't you see such a big hole?"

Verlaine: “…” He really didn’t see it.

As a spy, he shouldn't be so careless. Verlaine attributed his mistake to his distraction. However, before he even walked out of the pier, accidents happened again and again, including stones flying over him, nails he almost stepped on, and seagulls circling in the sky swooping down to try to snatch his hat.

Verlaine: “…”

This could no longer be explained by his mistakes. He always felt that he was particularly unlucky after entering Yokohama.

"I really don't like this city." Recalling everything he had experienced in this city, even the fact that Rimbaud died in this place, Verlaine lowered his eyes, lowered his hat, and left the place quickly.

And in his blind spot, the tall lady and the young man in a black coat were hiding there.

A cold sneer emanated from her bright red lips: "I don't like that foreigner either."

The tone was so cold that Dazai had never heard it before. Maybe when Weilun got off the boat, Hachiya was already considering whether to sink him into the sea. "Calm down, ma'am." Dazai pressed his hands down and took a deep breath, as if this could calm Hachiya's anger.

He didn't know how to persuade Yokohama. After all, allowing a psychic of Weilan's level to enter Yokohama was undoubtedly like placing a nuclear bomb that could explode at any time in someone else's home, and asking others to forgive him.

Yokohama would not forgive the nuclear bomb itself, nor would it forgive the person who dropped the nuclear bomb, so they simply beat Mori Ogai into the hospital. If Minato|Hei would be in trouble without Mori Ogai, Hachishayo might have sunk Mori Ogai in the same sea as Verlaine.

"Dr. Mori has agreed that, in addition to the part to maintain the operation of the organization, all the profits from the ten years of Gang|Hei will be used on the project of filling in Leibo Street." Dazai Osamu added at the right time. Although Mori Ogai, who was still in the hospital, did not know about this, he would probably not deny it.

"Heh." The expression on Hachiya's face was completely covered by his hat, and his exposed chin was raised high. "I don't plan to cooperate with the Port Mafia, and of course I won't cooperate with any other forces. But if anyone wants something like what happened on Leibo Street to happen again in Yokohama, no matter how deep the burial is, I will pull him out."

She was not saying anything harsh. Just a few hours ago, Dazai Osamu and Yokohama destroyed an experimental base. The laboratory was originally used to study the artificial superpower Aramachi. After the incident like the Radium Street, it was moved to another location, but it still did not forget to spy on the secrets of Aramachi.

Dazai Osamu spent a lot of effort to obtain the secrets of this research institute, and was willing to sacrifice some people, but the existence of Yokohama simplified the process. The alloy door as thick as the city wall was easily cut open like tofu, and the armed forces used to resist the invasion were even more vulnerable in front of the ghosts.

The one-sided battle ended quickly, and the researcher named Murase, who was in charge of the entire Arabatto experiment, was quickly captured by them. Dazai originally wanted to take the person back to the Hong Kong|Black torture room, but Yasha said that it was not necessary and directly created a small barrier to lock the person in.

There is no need for all kinds of cruel punishments. It is enough to let this person experience the degeneration from an adult individual to a cell without the ability to think. The smarter a person thinks he is, the more he cannot bear to lose the brain that he is most proud of.

Yokohama used this method to obtain all the information in N's hands, and the information about Nakahara Chuuya's life experience made the two of them silent for a long time.

"Miss."

Hinata Shinichi came out of his emotions and said, "What's the matter?"

Dazai Osamu flexed his wrist and said, "I hope you can hand Wei Erlaine over to us, the Gang|Hei, to deal with."

Shinichi Hinawa was puzzled: "Why? This shouldn't be what Mori Ogai meant, right?" The leader who liked the optimal solution probably thought of a hundred uses of Yokohama Consciousness the moment he knew about the existence of Yokohama Consciousness, and would definitely not give up this opportunity to use it.

Dazai Osamu sighed and pointed at Yasha's elbow: "If you can stand on our side, the leader will be very happy, but this premise is based on the premise that our city consciousness will not be affected."

Shinichi Hinawa realized it belatedly and checked his elbow. He actually couldn't feel much pain. When he looked down, he saw some eye-catching red on the white cloth.

The previous massacre inevitably left the clothes stained with red liquid, but the blood on the elbow was a little different. Because of the special fabric of lace, the blood seeped through the cloth at one point, and then spread along the threads to gradually form a gorgeous flower.

——This flower bloomed from the inside. Inside the lace glove that wrapped around the arm, the snow-white skin was cracked like mottled and peeling wall skin, and the blood that oozed out of the cracks bloomed into a flower.

The power of city consciousness comes from humans, and killing humans will naturally have an impact. Dazai Osamu is not clear about this, but he probably guessed that the act of killing had a bad impact on Yokohama.

The impact could be small or large, depending entirely on the number of people involved, and that person must be a resident of Yokohama. Verlaine had only been to Yokohama twice and could not be considered a resident of Yokohama, so this incident would not have any impact on Hachishaku.

Out of respect for Yokohama's split opinion, Hinawa Shinichi rejected Dazai Osamu: "No need."

"I don't believe Mori Ogai." Hachisha's jaw clenched tightly, but he refused to give in.

Yokohama's attitude towards Dazai Osamu was relatively mild, but once the huge power behind him was involved, she would become unyielding.

The four birch branches were the signal Verlaine used to announce his death.

His poor brother is still sinking in the lies made up by humans. Once his identity is exposed, he will be abandoned by his human friends. This is their sorrow, the sorrow of the aliens.

So he planned to kill the humans in this city who were holding his brother with false bonds, just like he had cut off the bond with his companion Rimbaud...

Verlaine walked on the street, tightening his collar. For some reason, the temperature suddenly dropped, just like the weather when he and Rimbaud came to this city a few years ago. He didn't like the weather in Yokohama, and this dislike did not come from him, but from his partner Rimbaud.

Memories of the past came flooding back to him. Verlaine clenched his teeth and pulled his hat down a little lower. He had to leave this unhappy place quickly. First he had to go and give death notices to a few people.

Weilun got this list from a young man named Dazai Osamu, a human who has a close relationship with Nakahara Chuuya. According to it, the people he wants to kill today are members of the "Hitakai".

Weilan changed into a new disguise and planned to lure those people out by disguising himself as a courier.

He thought with self-mockery that he was not a good brother for doing such a thing to Chuuya on his birthday, but this was also for the purpose of helping him escape from the virtual world as soon as possible.

Thinking this way, he followed the information he had obtained and went to the location of the "Flag Society". Then he saw nothingness -

It was empty, but since it was still in the city, there was at least a concrete floor, but it was completely different from what was described. According to the information, this should be a residential area, and the flag club was located in a bar called "Old World".

Did Dazai Osamu deceive him?

Verlaine didn't think so. Even if he didn't get information from Dazai Osamu, Verlaine had his own way. That smart human being would not do such a stupid thing.

So what's going on?

"Getting useful information from the surrounding environment is the most basic ability for an intelligence officer, Paul." The voice of the partner in his memory had a sighing ending.

So Verlaine looked up and around: the streets, the crowds of people... and the signboards hanging above the city.

It was a luxury brand from France, and Verlaine was not one to pay attention to that aspect. He noticed it because of a conversation he had with his partner here nine years ago.

The long-haired man was very afraid of the cold. He curled up the five fingers of his right hand and pressed them against the warm cheek of the blond man: "Paul, I'm going to give you a birthday present. What do you think of that model's hat?"

The blond man was not interested: "It's a bit too fancy."

Hearing this, his partner laughed out loud: "Haha, don't worry, it's not like that, I just think you are very suitable for decorations like hats."

"The gift I give you must be prepared by me personally, and it must be unique."

The man who said this was forced to stay in the city the next day, and died here a year later.

(End of this chapter)