Unexpected incidents

Everything is going according to plan, and so far there seems to be no major errors.

The images on the computer screen changed, and the perspective quickly switched. Looking at the helicopter in flight, Luanbu was a little surprised.

Fyodor was a smart man, and if he had already escaped from prison, it was not surprising that he had seen through his plan.

But what worried Luan Bu was that if they wanted to fail the mission, they could just stop the helicopter directly, why bother with all that. Thinking of this, he carefully observed the expression of the person in front of him.

As if they were worried that Gogol would expose their plan, the guy disappeared half an hour ago. Fyodor smiled calmly and did not see through his thoughts for a moment.

Conversations between smart people are often easier, but at this point, private confrontations are also more difficult.

When people lie, their bodies will have some subconscious reactions. But for Fyodor, those reactions were probably intentional in order to mislead others.

His head started to hurt again, and Lu Shinobu couldn't help but sigh in his heart about 005's "many evil deeds".

The dull pain in his head slowed down his thinking. He sat in a chair all night without being able to fall asleep. His brain clamored for sugar, but the cold cup of coffee in his hand was hard to swallow.

"You look miserable. Do you need help?" The kind-hearted Fyodor asked with concern. "I didn't expect a famous detective to have a hidden illness. Is it a side effect of using your superpowers?"

Luanbu raised his head and saw Fyodor's wide smile. He put one hand on his temple and replied mercilessly: "Yeah, I didn't expect that the leader of the Rat of the Dead House looked like he would die soon."

The weather wasn't bad, and the sun would soon warm up the body. But the man in front of me was wearing a felt hat and a heavy cloak, and his pale face made him look like someone who had been ill for a long time.

He could clearly see that he had no special abilities. Shika Ninja narrowed his eyes, still feeling annoyed when he thought of the Oolong incident.

The supernatural power "Super Reasoning" is the ability to see through all the truth. He thought so at first, but gradually found that he was just an ordinary person with a smart mind.

Even if he could see through the truth, he would not be able to stop it from happening because he is just an ordinary person. In order to avoid such things, he can only use his brain to make up for it.

Rehearse countless times in advance, then find out where something might go wrong and correct it before something unexpected happens. This is how the plan is always arranged, but there are always unexpected things that cannot be avoided in advance.

For example, now.

The intense thinking put an overload on his brain, and now all he wanted was to have a good sleep.

He has to thank 005 for this. If that guy hadn't been afraid that he would see through his secret and deliberately set up this old headache, his behavior now would probably be even bolder.

The image on the screen changed again, and it seemed that the helicopter was about to arrive at its destination.

Luanbu opened his eyes again and sat up straight. According to the estimated time, it shouldn't be that fast...

The uneasiness I felt before was confirmed. The black-haired young man put on his glasses again and said, "It's Dazai."

The accident was indeed caused by Dazai Osamu. No, it was due to my own wrong prediction.

Fyodor lowered his head and chuckled. He admired the frowning expression of the man in front of him with a happy expression: "Is this what Ranpo-kun expected?"

The helicopter landed, not on the roof of a theater, but in a busy city center.

The helicopter flying high in the sky suddenly lost control and fell to the ground at a very fast speed like a falling meteor. The pedestrians below screamed and dodged. After a huge explosion, thick black smoke rose.

“Hahahahahaha—”

The culprit who caused the helicopter to crash was very happy. He opened his arms in front of those terrified eyes and said, "Come on, make your final appearance!"

Almost at the same time, both Sky Casino and the theater received the news. Although they were shocked, they also sent people to support them in time.

The guests in the theater were unaware of the accident and were waiting leisurely, but several figures suddenly stood up and rushed out.

"President, what should we do now? We've lost contact with Atsushi as well." Kunikida Dubu reported calmly, but his brows were tightly furrowed.

An unexpected event occurred amidst random speculation.

Fukuzawa Yukichi hurried out, and then issued an order in the chaos: "Go to the scene first to avoid being snatched away by others."

Without timely arrangements, everyone in the detective agency would be in a passive position. But this does not mean that they have to sit and wait for death. The Armed Detective Agency never takes the initiative to give up any mission.

At this time, on the rooftop of a high-rise building, Dazai Osamu, who was mistakenly thought to be missing, was wearing headphones and his expression became increasingly solemn.

Dazai Osamu did cooperate with the port mafia. The driver had been replaced by him long ago, and the helicopter would never have arrived at the theater.

But it definitely won't fall down halfway and land on a crowded street.

After realizing that things were out of control, Dazai Osamu called the number. After it rang a few times, a heavy voice came from the other side who had been paying attention to the outside world.

"Dazai, there is a mole among us."

There was no sound on the computer screen, but looking at the chaotic scene and taking random steps were enough to imagine the chaos on the scene.

He sighed softly, without any disbelief or anger at the mission failure: "It must be Fudi, I actually forgot about him."

Fyodor covered his lips with one hand, laughed softly for a while, and then started coughing. His face was filled with a look of joy that was difficult to conceal. "Can a detective also make a wrong judgment sometimes?"

"How does it feel to be betrayed by the person you trust the most, Ranpo-kun?" Fyodor propped his chin with one hand and half-closed his eyes. "I am very surprised that you, who come from another world, also trust Dazai so much."

"But the president, no, Mr. Fukuzawa, who is from another world like you, also chose to believe in Fukuchi."

He became uncontrollably irritated, hummed in a lull, and said nothing.

According to his plan, the treasure would arrive safely. Then, when the seal was opened, the contents would disappear. The blame for the loss would be placed on the port mafia.

This will successfully cause chaos in Yokohama, and when that contagious esper appears, it will attract the attention of foreign esper organizations.

His purpose was just to cause enough chaos, but it was obvious that Fudi wanted to cause chaos in the world.

I didn't expect that Fukuzawa couldn't convince Fukuchi. No... it should be the exact opposite. They are familiar with each other, so was Mr. Fukuzawa convinced?

The helicopter deviated from its trajectory only because of Dazai Osamu's intervention, and the helicopter failed to land safely only because of Fukuchi and Tianren Wushuai's secret manipulation.

The failure of the mission was not something difficult to accept. After all, his opponents were not only the Five Degenerates of Heaven, but also the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo.

Ranpo Edogawa didn't know that Fukuchi was the leader of the Five Degenerates. He trusted the president, and naturally trusted Fukuchi, who the president trusted. Although Mr. Fukuzawa knew about it, because he was "Fukuzawa Yukichi", Ranpo Edogawa didn't doubt him.

I was really taken advantage of completely.

Luanbu waved his hands nonchalantly and said casually, "Like I said at the beginning, the Detective Agency will not lose."

"And you also said that I am from another world. I am not the detective of the detective agency." Lu Ninja smiled and said calmly, "The Armed Detective Agency won."

There was a ripple in the empty space next to him, and a familiar white figure appeared. Then there was a noisy voice: "Then the result is announced - the answer is that the detective agency failed."

Gogol grinned, clasped his hands together, and looked eager to try: "Okay, now start the punishment. The loser will have to pay a certain price."

The face was very close, as if expecting him to beg for mercy. Ranbu rested his chin on one hand, still sitting upright in the chair.

After a click, the shackles that bound Fyodor were removed. He rubbed his arms and stood up. "Ranpo-kun, I sincerely invite you to join us. As someone who shouldn't exist in this world, you should join us."

"Sincerity is not something you can just say." Ranpo retorted, "Put away your bad taste. Don't forget that you lost to Dazai last time, and the same applies this time."

"Everyone from the detective agency is here, so we won't lose to you."

"Well, what a pity that our previous agreement was broken." Gogol also stood up. "Although we found Dazai Osamu, it will probably take him a few minutes to get here."

Gogol blinked his eyes and said, "If you can, you can tell me the secret now."

Fyodor smiled but said nothing. He naturally knew that the two were talking about him, but the detective just looked at them thoughtfully and did not answer the question.

Although it was a pity, seeing that the time was almost up, Gogol snapped his fingers and said, "Well, goodbye, detective."

The ground gave off a flash of light, and then there was a feeling of sinking. Luanbu raised his head and looked at the two people again, then leaned back.

There was a splash, and cold water rushed in from all directions. Under the stimulation of the water, it was difficult to open my eyes.

Gogol's ability is to connect the space under the tent to other places, which is equivalent to a teleportation ability. Last time I noticed, the distance is about 30 meters.

Shika Ninja thought he would be thrown directly from a tall building, but he didn't expect that they had specially prepared a box full of water.

The transparent glass allows you to see what’s happening outside, and when you’re aware of the environment you’re in, you hold your breath.

I tried to hit the glass with my hands, but it was very strong. The heavy chair still burned my wrists, making it difficult to float. The exit was right in front of me, but there was no way to escape.

At this moment, Ranpo recalled Gogol's words, that Dazai would arrive in a few minutes, which seemed to give him a little hope. But that playful expression was obviously a lie.

The maximum a person can hold on for is no more than a dozen minutes, but if one can break free from the handcuffs, he or she can float up and use the air in the sealed container and at the top to hold on for a while.

But the prerequisite is that you can't spit water while struggling to get out, otherwise you won't have the energy to float up. This rectangular container is about two meters high, and if you stand on tiptoe with a chair, you can barely reach it.

In a short period of time, the best plan came into my mind, but I soon realized that it was just an illusion.

A dying person would extremely desire a chance to live, and the possibilities before him are nothing but misleading.

It is to be given a chance to live, and then to discover that there is no hope, a deeper despair.

Thinking of this, he felt more at ease as he let himself float in the water, his eyes closed like a person who was actually drowning.

There is a limit to how long a person can hold their breath, but this lack of struggle gives him a sense of openness. Fyodor looked at the surveillance footage and thought that his thoughts had probably been seen through.

As time passed, the detective's last hope finally appeared in front of the camera.

According to Edogawa Ranpo's temporary plan, Dazai Osamu no longer hesitated and quickly searched the surrounding buildings. Finally, under the deliberate prompt, he locked onto the building less than a hundred meters away from him.

The only people who knew the truth were a few members of Hound, him and Ranpo Edogawa, and the demon was among them.

This is a terrifying thing because the person escaped the chaos of reasoning.

No, it should be said that I had no doubts because I had gained Ranbu's trust. I had a rough guess in my mind, but I didn't have much time to prove it.

After learning that Ranpo from the detective agency had exchanged identities with Ranpo from another world, Dazai Osamu had a feeling that this was how it was. Because they were both Ranpo and they were both equally smart, he did not notice any flaws.

After being rescued, Dazai Osamu acted secretly, and everything went according to Edogawa Ranpo's arrangement before cooperating with the port mafia to seize the goods.

Dazai Osamu considered the possibility that Ranpo would see through his plan, but Edogawa Ranpo smiled and said firmly, "No, he trusts you very much. What we have to do is to help him get rid of the control of that guy."

That guy, 005, who has the ability to think but disguises himself as a cat, is their common enemy at present.

According to Edogawa Ranpo's analysis, everything the other Ranpo did was influenced by 005.

This won't do. Even if it's the chaos of another world, it can't be controlled by this kind of guy. But fortunately, 005 is not a smart person.

They just need to steal the cargo, destroy Luanbu's plan, and then find an opportunity to explain and help him get rid of 005's control.

Everything should be like this.

But a traitor appeared among them, and the plan went wrong. Dazai sighed, feeling rather dissatisfied about being forced to work overtime: "Really? There was a rat."

The empty room was empty, so the slow footsteps echoed in the room. Dazai Osamu put his hands in his pockets, not surprised by the two people waiting.

"You're late, Dazai." Fyodor said with a smile as he sat on a chair. "It's been ten minutes since I sent you a message."

"I didn't expect you to be such a punctual person." Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I'm so sorry, I will only keep the appointment time with Miss Beautiful."

Seeing Dazai Osamu's arrival, Gogol became a little more excited, and he was looking forward to the "duel" between the two.

"Is the detective agency going to send out a second person? Interesting, interesting." Gogol said while clapping, "After the failure of the famous detective, the armed detective agency's Dazai Osamu joined the showdown. How interesting it is."

The person in the white ugly dress started talking to himself, with a crazy look as if he was immersed in something pleasurable.

But his words made Dazai Osamu very concerned. The smile on his face faded and he asked: "Ranpo? Has he been here?"

Fyodor shook his head in regret and said, "It's a pity that the detective trusted you so much. Dazai, just as you said, Ranpo is indeed an ordinary person who is stronger than the esper."

"If I were to fight him alone, I probably wouldn't stand a chance of winning. But I have you as my accomplice."

In a personal duel, no one could possibly beat that smart detective. But his emotions would affect his judgment, like now, his trust in Dazai caused him to lose.

Dazai Osamu understood, his eyes gradually widened, he subconsciously took a step back, and then quickly calmed down.

A voice came from the earphone hidden in his ear. That familiar voice said calmly, "Dazai, believe me."

“Puff.”

Dazai Osamu suddenly laughed out loud, which puzzled the other two, but the former smiled and waved his hands: "It seems that you really don't understand Ranpo at all."

Fyodor was suspicious of the confident look, but he looked at the screen and found nothing wrong. The figure was still soaking in the water without moving, even with his head lowered.

But in a place that the surveillance camera could not capture, a small figure jogged along the wall.

It was a raccoon, a raccoon holding a book.

The helicopter, emitting black smoke, kept making clicking sounds, as if a bigger explosion was about to happen.

The guards immediately set up a cordon, but because it was a crowded city center, there were quite a few people watching.

Among the crowded crowd, some people kept saying "make way" and "please pass". Several detectives who had arrived at the scene from several directions approached the center of the incident.

But there was a black shadow that was faster. The black cloth strip was flexible and it grabbed the billboard on the roadside and threw the man up lightly.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke easily entered the warning line, and before others could stop him, he had already controlled Rashomon and split the wreckage of the plane in half.

There was a loud bang, black smoke billowed, and people around screamed and took a few steps back.

Seeing Akutagawa approaching, the other members of the detective agency did not hesitate. The strong Miyazawa Kenji lifted one person with one hand and threw him over easily.

But before they could get close, there was another loud noise from the place where the explosion had occurred. The originally solid iron gate twisted and deformed and flew over, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke immediately blocked it.

The black smoke cleared, and a familiar figure appeared. Yoseno Akiko, who was closest to him, widened her eyes and blurted out the name: "Atsushi?!"

Akutagawa was also very surprised, because that guy Nakajima Atsushi should still be on his way, and the one in front of him looked wrong.

The tiger-like limbs tore through the clothes, the dark pupils were unfocused, and the sharp fangs were long and stained with blood.

“Ahhh!”

Without any warning, "Nakajima Atsushi" started to go crazy. He attacked the people around him indiscriminately, including the ordinary people who were watching.

Akutagawa's eyes widened in disbelief. Nakajima had clearly lost his mind, but his moves were full of murderous intent.

"Nakajima Atsushi!"

Kunikida Dopo shouted loudly, but ordinary weapons could not hurt a half-tiger man at all, and the bullet was intercepted while still in mid-air.

Kenji Miyazawa scratched the back of his head. Although he didn't understand the current situation, he planned to control those people first.

"Wait! Don't go over there!"

Amid the panicked screams, Akiko Yono and I observed that most of the injured were bitten. Although they were treated with their special powers in time, their faces were still distorted, their pupils were black, and they had grown sharp canine teeth.

It's like being "infected".

It is transmitted from person to person. Although the bitten person will not die, he or she will be transformed into a non-human being.

It's scary...but what's even scarier is the infected Nakajima. Because he is a psychic, almost no one can control him.

The chaos at the scene was quickly spread through the media, and the news of the emergency interruption spread all over the streets of Yokohama. The armed detective agency that appeared at the scene became the culprit.

"We all saw it! The tiger from the Armed Detective Agency was biting people everywhere!"

"This is the detective agency's conspiracy to control Yokohama!"

Reports of verbal attacks and written denunciations came from the TV, and the president of the Armed Detective Agency was looking at the person in front of him with an unpleasant expression.

"Is this all your plan, Genichirō?"

The man standing on the high ground did not answer. He mentioned another matter as if he was indifferent.

"Fuze, do you know the disaster of the world, the Undead King?"

That was the Nordic lord, [Undead Count] Bram, an indiscriminately infectious esper. Anyone bitten would be transformed into a vampire, and then the infection would spread rapidly from person to person.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression was full of disbelief. He couldn't believe that his old friend was the culprit behind all this, nor could he believe that his very familiar friend would be one of the Five Degenerates of Heaven.

"Are you targeting the detective agency?" The silver-haired warrior's voice trembled a little, but his hand gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.

"No." Fudi shook his head and looked into the distance. "My goal is to rule the world."

The smart kid was right, but Fudi insisted on his own opinion. However, the war would not end if this continued. He still insisted on his own opinion.

In the future that Yu Yu had predicted, there were no two beings from another world. So everything depended on him, and he was the only one who could end the war.

The other Fukuzawa also knew him. For a moment he was indeed persuaded, but he quickly reacted.

"After all, we don't belong to this world, so we probably can't get too involved in the development of this world." Fukuzawa analyzed, "Genichiro, I respect your choice."

Fukuzawa was persuaded to keep it a secret for him, so the two "famous detectives" did not find out.

Everything was going as planned, now he just had to put the finishing touches on it.