Hearing this, Zhong Yuanzhong did not say anything else, but lowered his eyes to think.

This person... seems to be a regular member of the Armed Detective Agency... His name is Junichiro Tanizaki? His special ability [Fine Snow] is an illusion-type special ability.

They did some serious research before coming here. The information about the Armed Detective Agency's superpowers had almost been exposed a long time ago and could be easily found with a simple search.

As expected, Tanizaki Junichiro activated his supernatural power and light snow suddenly began to fall from the sky. Tanizaki Junichiro and Nakahara Chuuya, who were hiding in the supernatural power, took the opportunity to leave.

After leaving the rooftop, Nakahara Chuuya and Tanizaki Junichiro came to the Armed Detective Agency below. Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows and looked at the empty Armed Detective Agency and Tanizaki Junichiro in front of him, "Hey, kid, thank you this time. I, Nakahara Chuuya, owe you a favor."

Tanizaki Junichiro glanced at him and said, "Mr. Ranpo asked me to stay and tell the Port Mafia that the Armed Detective Society has found the owner of the [Common Devouring] ability, and asked the Port Mafia to wait."

Nakahara Chuuya raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Did your detective really say that? He kept you here to use your life as a bargaining chip?"

"No matter how hard you try, we will find him." Tanizaki Junichiro said firmly.

"Give your detective agency a chance, it'd be best if you can find it." Nakahara Chuuya narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Otherwise you won't know how the port mafia deals with scammers."

The most important thing is the infected person who just appeared - it seems that there are more than two of them. If there are too many people, Yokohama will be in danger.

This kind of thing... would be a disaster for anyone.

Nakahara Chuuya thought that these things must be dealt with as soon as possible... Oh, what a trouble.

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The familiar Leibo Street and the familiar little shabby house.

Dazai was quite surprised when Fyodor brought him back here. He didn't expect that this shabby little house was still there. Considering the simple folk customs of Leibo Street, this place should have disappeared when he left for the first time.

After all, there are more wolves than meat in this world. An empty house is probably what countless people in Leibo Street want. If that is the case, there shouldn't be no talent now.

Dazai looked up at Fyodor beside him, squinted his eyes and smiled, a little curious, "Why did you do this?"

"Let me make it clear first, I don't believe that mice don't have a hole to live in."

Fyodor opened the door with a normal look, smiled and said gently, "Ah... I just really like this place."

There are many reasons for staying here. The first one is that he wants to see what Dazai Osamu is doing. You know, his plan has been almost completely figured out by Dazai, but he still doesn't know Dazai's real purpose.

This is a bit unfair.

Dazai sneered at this, not disguising his sarcasm, "Really? Then he can brag to his friends for the rest of his life, 'I was spotted by a famous demon' or something like that."

Fyodor was not angry either. He looked at the pile of newspapers scattered on the table and his eyes fell on familiar words.

"Book".

The black-haired man suddenly laughed, "It seems that our goals are more than just the same, Zhijun."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Dazai asked with a smile, his expression unchanged.

Fyodor turned around and looked at him. After seeing the pile of newspapers, the clues in his mind suddenly came together. "Books are observers of the world."