Chapter 175: It's hard to fly even with wings
Douma's mood improved a lot after successfully recovering the pages of the book and preventing this supernatural item, which could be called the cornerstone of the world, from falling into the hands of the Five Degenerations of the Celestial Beings. He even captured Nikolai Gogol, who possessed space-related supernatural powers.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the simple bandage that had stopped the bleeding of Taneda Santohuo. After confirming that he was still breathing well and would not die in the short term, he turned to the people around him and said, "Let's go. Chief Taneda has been rescued, but the most important criminal has not been dealt with yet."
Having said that, Douma took the lead and walked back the same way.
"Yes, Fyodor must be hiding somewhere in Yokohama right now. People like him will never go too far away after the plan starts." Dazai Osamu followed quickly. Although his tone was light, his expression gave people a very determined feeling.
After hearing this, no one from the others raised any objections, but they looked embarrassed. Yokohama's move was not a big deal, but it was more than enough to hide a person. How could they catch the hidden "rat"?
After a moment of silence, the pianist who was carrying the injured suddenly asked, "Dazai-kun, do you have any idea where Fyodor is hiding now?"
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Dazai Osamu shrugged his shoulders in a very bachelor manner: "No."
Dazai Osamu was naturally on guard against Fyodor, a guy who was very capable of causing trouble. Before leaving with the main force to Beluga, he had greeted the people in the Information Department and ordered his men to search for Fyodor's traces in areas that were extremely suspicious.
The result is obvious, they all failed to find the guy.
"But..." Dazai Osamu dragged out his words to keep the secret a secret. Before Gin could no longer control his temper and punch him, he revealed his guess: "I think the boss should have a way."
The pianist then asked in a questioning tone: "Boss, do you have any ideas?"
"Dazai-kun is right. I know someone who can help." Douma replied cheerfully.
After hearing what Douma said, everyone else kept quiet.
So, the group came to an ordinary red brick building in the city center, which was also the basement of the Armed Detective Agency.
President Fukuzawa Yukichi has been waiting here for a long time.
When Douma and the others approached, the always serious president bowed politely and said, "Sir, the Armed Detective Agency welcomes you."
"President Fukuzawa, you are too polite." Douma waved his hand to signal Fukuzawa Yukichi not to be so polite. As the situation was urgent, he did not exchange pleasantries. After Fukuzawa Yukichi straightened his back, he got straight to the point and said, "The criminal who committed such a heinous crime in Yokohama this time is hard to find. I would like to ask your detective to make some predictions."
Yes, when it comes to finding people, who can compare to Ranpo Edogawa, who is good at geographical profiling? No one else!
Without mentioning any names, Fukuzawa Yukichi knew who Douma was looking for. After all, there was only one detective in their Armed Detective Club, and the rest were all armed.
"I understand. Your Excellency, please go upstairs." Fukuzawa Yukichi made a gesture of invitation, and then carefully took half a step away from Hou Douma, his attitude clearly showing respect.
For the self-disciplined and polite Fukuzawa Yukichi, Douma, the transcendent, is clearly placed above himself, and this can be seen from his actions.
It was also at this time that Fukuzawa Yukichi noticed a familiar face being carried on someone's shoulders. Was it Chief Taneda of the Special Powers Department?
Fukuzawa Yukichi paused in his steps, his pupils shrank: "Your Excellency, what is Commander Taneda saying..."
When Douma heard this, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten about a seriously injured soldier. His nonexistent conscience ached slightly, and he explained nonchalantly, "The people who attacked Yokohama also ambushed Chief Taneda. This time we came here to seek medical treatment for him."
"I see." Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded and accepted the explanation, then frowned in embarrassment. He and Doctor Xie Ye had just gone out with the others to rescue people. Only he and Ranpo stayed at the headquarters, waiting for the arrival of the port mafia.
Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at Taneda Santoka, whose lips had turned pale, and felt a little uneasy. He took a few steps forward and took a quick look at Taneda Santoka's injuries, and found that the situation was indeed not optimistic.
Helplessly, Fukuzawa Yukichi looked at the pianist who was in charge of carrying the injured and asked solemnly: "Dr. Yosano is not here. Commander Taneda's health can't be delayed any longer. Can you please take him to where Dr. Yosano is?"
Facing Fukuzawa Yukichi's sincere request, the pianist did not immediately agree. Instead, he looked at Douma, who was at the front of the team, and tried to ask for his opinion: "Boss?"
"Just do as President Fukuzawa says." Douma nodded without comment. After all, he was not a devil, and it would be a bit too much to watch someone being seriously injured to death.
"Yes." After getting Douma's consent, the pianist took out his cell phone, saved the number provided by Fukuzawa Yukichi, contacted Dr. Yosano who was somewhere unknown, and met up with him with the seriously injured Taneda Santoka.
After a small episode, Douma and others came to the fourth floor where the Armed Detective Agency was located. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a huge white writing board with a map of Yokohama City pinned on it. It was cluttered with all kinds of ambiguous symbols and abbreviations, and a strange regularity was revealed in the chaos.
Ranpo Edogawa, who had already finished the preliminary work, was sitting at a desk by the window, swinging his legs half-dangling in the air childishly and eating snacks with relish.
Seeing someone coming in, Edogawa Ranpo hurriedly hid the snack in his hand behind his body, but the snack residue on his mouth betrayed him.
Fukuzawa Yukichi, who came in a step behind, pretended not to notice Ranpo's cheating and introduced the guests with a blind eye: "Ranpo, this is Mr. Douma, and the two leaders of the port mafia, Dazai-kun and Gin-kun."
"Yeah." Edogawa Ranpo replied perfunctorily with a wandering look in his eyes. After hiding the snacks, he jumped down from the table and stretched out his hand to Douma rudely: "Give me all the information about him. If you don't have enough information, I won't be able to locate him."
The 'he' that Edogawa Ranpo mentioned is obviously Fyodor, who has turned Yokohama into a mess. The information about Fyodor in the hands of the Port Mafia is indeed much more than that of the black and white Armed Detective Agency.
"Dazai-kun." Douma didn't care about Edogawa Ranpo's rudeness, he just looked at Dazai Osamu beside him, he didn't have any intelligence here.
"All the information is here." Dazai Osamu took out a stack of documents that appeared on his body at some point, as if by magic, and stuffed them all into Edogawa Ranpo's arms.
"Hmm." Ranpo Edogawa, who was staggered by the block, muttered a few words softly, then lowered his head and quickly read the information in his hand.
Immersed in his work, Ranpo Edogawa seemed like a different person. His previous unreliable aura was gone, and his eyes were sharp, steady and reliable. After he finished reading the documents, he picked up the marker beside him and continued to write and draw on the map.
Seeing this, everyone else tacitly kept quiet and gave the stage to this outstanding detective.
For a moment, the only sound in the quiet room was the rustling sound of Edogawa Ranpo writing.
"Found it." Soon, Edogawa Ranpo stopped what he was doing and drew an irregular circle on the map with a marker, enclosing the area he had deduced. "The person you are looking for is hiding nearby. I suggest you hurry up, or he will run away."
Douma naturally believed what came out of Edogawa Ranpo's mouth. In a hurry, he didn't bother to say more. He just said "thank you" and left in a hurry.
By the time Douma and his companions walked out of the red brick building, the team to surround the kind-hearted Russians had already been arranged. The main force among them was naturally Douma, Gin, and Oolong (? ), who had special bonuses in searching for people with special abilities.
Soon, Douma and his companions, who were full of mobility, stepped into the range given by Edogawa Ranpo. The lower-level members of the Port Mafia who came to support them also arrived one by one, surrounding the huge downtown area.
Yes, the talented and courageous Fyodor did not choose to hide in a remote corner, but instead mingled among the crowd in a very high-profile manner:
Everyone everyone everyone everyone
Everyone
Everyone everyone everyone everyone
This way, the difficulty for the port mafia to search for Fyodor has doubled. Well...assuming that the Cannibal Squad is not dispatched.
"I haven't been out for a long time. The sunshine is so nice today." Mori Owl was holding a big black umbrella and looking at the blue sky with emotion. Then, as if he didn't feel any pain, he took off his gloves and stretched his unprotected fingers out of the umbrella.
The next second, the bright sunlight successfully taught Mori Owl a lesson. Without the protection of the shadow, all the parts of his body were burned black and carbonized. He screamed loudly on purpose: "Hiss, it hurts so much."
Douma, who was standing by, saw all of Morio's exaggerated performance and couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. Isn't this hint a bit too obvious?
Douma complained in his heart, while ignoring the request for upgrade and evolution written on Mori Ugai's forehead, and gave orders to Mori Ugai and Gin with a faint expression: "Search for Fyodor with all your strength and make sure to catch him."
"I'll follow your orders." Gin nodded without hesitation.
Gin's enthusiasm and loyalty made Douma, who was gradually becoming a capitalist, feel a little guilty, so before they set out, he promised: "The war is imminent, I will find a way to eliminate your weakness of being afraid of the sun."
They don't even need another blue spider lily. They can do this as long as Douma is willing to give them some evolved blood again.
Without waiting for Gin to say anything, Mori Ogai answered loudly, "Yes!"
Douma... Douma thought speechlessly, only at times like this would Mori Ougai be so active.
However, with such a sweet carrot hanging in front of him, Mori Ougai, who always seemed a little passive compared to Gin, changed his previous calmness and released all his senses at full power, holding the sunshade umbrella and walking through the streets and alleys.
Faced with such a pursuit and blockade, even the kind-hearted Russians, who are extremely smart, could not think of a good way to escape.
All disguises and misleadings were exposed by the cannibal's instinct. With Edogawa Ranpo defining the area in advance, Fyodor couldn't escape this time.