Mori Chef's self-cultivation

Since the flow rate of the second layer is different from that of the first layer, for the people guarding the body of the pink-haired boy, the time has only passed about 5 minutes.

In order to prevent him from bleeding too much and dying directly, the black-haired man who watched him stab the blade into his chest naturally took on the role of a temporary doctor, and made an emergency bandage with the limited tools at hand, barely controlling the deterioration of the injury.

Even though Kurihara had figured out the loopholes in the rules of Heaven and knew that he would not really lose his life before the countdown ended, it was obviously not for nothing that he suffered such a serious fatal injury—as the blood continued to flow, he The bluish light on the wrist also came alive, starting from the static illusion and continuously receding downward.

79、78、77……63、62……55、54、53……

From an insider's point of view, it was definitely a very serious loss, which intensified the sense of urgency that was already facing the test of life and death. Press and hold the number to make it stop quickly.

Perhaps the proper rescue and his own tenacious vitality played a role at the same time. After a while, the countdown full of palpitations finally stopped at the word "28", and there was no trend of renovation for the time being.

——I lost the buffer of about fifty days, should I say that I am confident or a little lunatic...

First of all, Mr. Mister has seen many people who seek their own death, some are stupid and unaware, so they still don’t understand what they are about to face until the moment of death, and some other minorities are like Osamu Dazai or Gide, He has seen through the boundary between life and death, and actively seeks a way to escape.

He looked at the pale face of the person in his arms who had lost some color, and he didn't know which one to classify it into, so he couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Rin Taro..."

Holding the hemostatic bandage that was searched elsewhere, the little blond loli felt at a loss of not knowing what to do, so she could only vent her confusion to him at the moment, muttering in a voice like a soliloquy: "We clearly You can stop him, right? But, you are hesitant, is it because of Miaomiao's proposal that you are tempted, do you think you can take this opportunity to test the true thoughts and plans of another 'self'...?"

If she just wants to take advantage of her, even if she shows 12 points of affection on weekdays, when she faces interests or life-and-death decisions, she will still not feel particularly strong mood swings, at most she will feel a little It's just a pity.

After all, she is just a puppet created by the maker, even if she behaves like an ordinary human, she can't change the cold nature inherited from him.

As for the poor guy they were looking at, she was naturally inferior to her status, and it was obviously much more appropriate to use the word "tool" to describe it.So if you think with your toes, you can know that the owner will never get pity if the tool is damaged, and the end will always be sent to the non-recyclable garbage dump.

But this time, she noticed something different...

"That's right, you are an out-and-out egoist. It's really in line with your logic to let him act according to the situation and maximize his benefits." Alice rarely said anything like she usually does. Sarcasm, on the contrary, she analyzed with a rational attitude, which further highlighted how unusual her state is, "Because you know, since another 'Rin Taro' is willing to accept the pain of feigning death, he must be regarded as the apex of his heart." Bao, I will never watch him die but ignore him..."

As she was talking, she suddenly burst into a "puchi" laugh, and her eyes slowly moved upwards from the figure in his arms until they collided with his pair of deep purple eyes.

"Everything is so reasonable, but do you feel jealous?" Little Loli tilted her head, her bright blue eyes were filled with almost innocent pity, which hit her heart more directly than ridicule, and even The brisk tone has a huge lethality, "For the trust between them? Or, because I hate myself who can't give my heart? Ah~ah, it's so pitiful, Rintaro..."

——Guys who want to be ambitious and try their best to climb up are doomed to be unable to qualify as lovers.

If it were anyone else, even Osamu Dazai, who is good at analyzing people's hearts, would not be able to stab his inner world so accurately and sharply, for fear of causing subsequent troubles.But when the supernatural body that belongs to him does this, no matter how much he says, he can get unconditional forgiveness, and he can even get the right to touch his hair like coaxing a child.

"Although I can always be by your side, I still feel miserable..."

"Don't pity me, little Alice—"

The black-haired man who had his hair plucked adjusted well, but his involuntarily lowered gaze revealed his mood, showing a faintly pitiful taste.However, he maintained such a state, but a calm voice escaped from his mouth, "What's more, before everything is settled, it seems too early to say anything."

——A careerist does not deserve to have love, but so what?He quite likes this child, isn't that enough, who said he has to let go?

Compared with the "self" in the parallel world, he is a few years younger and is in the stage of strong desire for power. In addition, the length of time he has raised cats is very different. Of course, he can't ignore the development of the port mafia and devote himself to the whirlpool of emotions. ——But wouldn’t it be better if we could find a way to get the best of both worlds?He had clearly discovered this possibility from Kurihara Tsuru, and it would be too out of character for him not to fight for it.

You must know that he is a mercenary type.Whether in the power world or in the relationship, he fully abides by his personality...is there any problem?

First of all, a particularly deep luster glides across the bottom of Mr. Zhang's eyes.

On the other side, Edogawa Ranpo, who was too lazy to study the love-hate relationship between men, was standing in front of the console, adjusting the coverage of the signal tower back and forth following the instructions from the mobile phone.Although he is considered a supernatural existence in the field of detectives, he has a specialization in the art industry, so it is inevitable that he has some hard work in other aspects. At this moment, he has to follow the guidance of professionals (?) in order to play the tricks in front of him. Dazzling mechanical equipment.

Fortunately, he is willful and self-willed, and he is more reliable at critical moments. In addition, the guardian beside him and Conan on the other side are very accommodating to his character. Finally, the cat owner regards this as a new challenge and happily pushes it with his paws. Various switches.

"Number 12 position is moved forward by two spaces, and NO.[-] position is reduced by three spaces..." The false primary school student who is in charge of holding the signal transmitter and trying to communicate with the outside world is currently hiding in the nearby woods, staring at the message sent back from the phone with a serious face. With real-time video, he no longer cared about hiding his strength.

Fortunately, his childhood sweetheart was not around at this time, otherwise, even if he talked about it, he would not be able to explain why he and Kudo Shinichi had such a strong sense of déjà vu...

——No way, who made the two of them one person!If it weren't for the organization in black to give people medicine randomly, how could he have worked so hard...

The little (big) detective who took the time to complain in his head controlled the urge to roll his eyes, and continued to fiddle with the transmitter in his hand, looking for the weak signal of connection in the constant "hiss, hiss" poor signal noise .

The accident happened just when the current sound suddenly changed.

The gadget specially made by Dr. A Li made a light "beep" sound like burning firewood instantly, and immediately after, he noticed a faint translucent mist flowing under his feet.If it wasn't for the wrong position, he would have thought that his device had been overwhelmed and damaged, and that's why he had this vision.

"Hey, sizzling, sizzling—hello? Can you hear me sizzling..." But the next moment, the strange boy's voice from the device was enough to prove that everything was not caused by him, but a sign of a special disaster .

He didn't care about thinking too much, subconsciously squeezed the small object in his hand, and repeated according to the content of the distress call that had been discussed in advance: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Yato? I heard that you are a god who can accept entrustments. I wonder if I can... ..."

With the premise of being surrounded by supernatural beings in urban legends, he no longer wants to care about the existence of gods after his world view has been impacted, so he can only pray with a wooden face that Kurihara Worf didn't tease him, otherwise he wasted the only time to survive Given the chance, everyone would just stare blankly and wait to die.

Perhaps there was a gap somewhere in the "amusement park", causing the amplified signal to float out of the covered area and reach the ears of the blue-haired god who was searching for the artifact and the whereabouts of the stray cat.So after a short "Zi La, Zi La" murmur, the exciting good news was finally sent back, proving that everyone's efforts were not in vain.

"Oh! Are Ji Yin and Kurihara by your side? Really, it's really embarrassing that there is such a field that even the gods can't detect... um, but it doesn't matter, I can rush over there soon ! Leave it to Yato-sama to deal with it... Hey, hey? Are you really listening to me?!"

"Slap, rustle..."

Unlike the active voices overflowing from the receiver, the party who finally sent the distress signal disappeared without knowing when. At the same time, the thick fog has covered most of the woods and is spreading towards the deeper buildings. Going away, there is a posture of engulfing everything in sight.

"Between Longyan" is fully open.

Not only the boy detective team and the little radishheads running around, but also the "NPCs" who created a lively place collapsed in the mist, making the entire noisy "amusement park" like an empty dead city, leaving only the lonely The sound of the wind floats around.

That scene was probably more frightening than hell.

After all, after seeing the bustling side, it suddenly ushered in a catastrophic occasion of destruction. Even plants that basically do not have self-thinking have to shrink their leaves and tremble for this, let alone the survivors left behind. It is necessary to be vigilant at 800 million points to deal with the deteriorating living environment.

Especially Nakahara Chuya, who had experienced similar occasions, had a bad premonition almost immediately, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "Damn, isn't that bastard dead? Could it be for revenge? , crawled back to the world from hell?"

But in any other time period, he would never be so angry. He would probably have to clench his fists with a smirk, saying that "I happen to have a lot of debts that need to be settled", and then directly attack the perpetrator who has come back from the dead Enter the land, and continue to love each other with the water of the Sanzu River——In the previous "Dragon Head War", thanks to the "blessing" of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, many of his subordinates were brutally murdered and lost their lives. Because of the face of the government, he couldn't completely cut the neck of the culprit.Such a breathless memory, but he never forgot it for a day.

But now is definitely not a good time for reckless revenge. The orange-haired boy who was fighting with the two masters immediately retreated tactically, diverted to the main control room where his leader was located.

If the core "brain" is lost in a battle, it is basically equivalent to playing the song of defeat in advance, and there is no chance of winning at all.

The more powerful the fighters are, the more they understand the truth, so for the time being, let go of their desire to be more competitive than most people, and run without any psychological burden at all, until they push open the closed door of the control room , and then stopped in a little surprise.

—Ah, this... so the enemy has already invaded?He didn't know!

There is no need to deliberately make a defensive posture, the powerful aura emanating from Fukuzawa Yukichi's body is enough to shock everyone in the house, making the orange-haired boy subconsciously glance at his leader, seeking the next correct order, "Boss, it seems A person with abilities similar to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's has invaded here..."

"I can probably guess their purpose."

The matter has come to this point, as the person who knows "my" action plan best and holds some information, Mori Ogai of course has the absolute right to speak, at this moment, he handed over the unconscious boy in his arms to his most trusted subordinate, and calmly ordered Said: ""Long Yanjian" will only target people with supernatural powers. The stronger the supernatural power, the more dangerous it is, so Mr. Zhongye, take Mr. She to the highest level of the viewing platform and wait patiently for my next order. . "

"But the communication will be cut off. I can't let you go to such a dangerous place like this." The orange-haired cadre who can be called the Hong Kong black conscience is undoubtedly the most humane inside the organization. The immediate boss didn't care—unlike before, no matter how reasonable the explanation was, there was no way for him to get over the hurdle with the word "responsibility" written in his heart.

The "opponents" who came after them happened to witness this scene.

Regarding this, the red-haired man, who didn't want to really be their enemy, suggested with his usual natural attributes: "Let's just count myself as a member of the organization, protecting the leader should be my duty, so let me do it. "

"...So you still remember that you are a member of the port mafia?!" Zhongyuan Zhong, who had fought against him for several rounds, couldn't suppress his full belly. He was able to cover up and press the hat on the top of his head, trying to suppress his complaints, "I really don't know if you are really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, you are such a difficult guy..."

Now that I know my identity, why did I help outsiders to delay the time just now!

Speaking of which, everyone is obviously a victim who wants to escape from this "amusement park", so why are they divided into two factions to fight against each other... Ahhh, I have no idea what's going on!

The single-minded martial arts faction began to collapse belatedly, but they didn't know that things that disturbed the thinking in their brains were still to come.

I saw the tall man who still refused to take off the big bear hood stepped forward, and while his head was smoking, he directly picked up the pink-haired boy he was holding in his arms, and then turned towards him and him for the first time. Not far away, Mori Ogai said, "Don't waste time. If you can't take good care of them, I will take them away. Anyway, I don't have the so-called supernatural powers, and I'm already dead. Dissipating in the fog is really the most appropriate."

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's impossible for the dead..." The orange-haired boy subconsciously retorted halfway through his words and got stuck.

——The resurrected dead... Isn't there almost a ready-made one out there?Can this world be better?

The orange-haired boy who was forced to evolve into a taunt was exhausted physically and mentally. He felt that even if he fought for three days and three nights, he would never be more out of breath than he was at this moment, so he gave up thinking on the spot.

On the other hand, his immediate boss is in the complete opposite state. Hearing the voice from behind the hood, combined with his self-revealed identity of the dead, how can he not think of Gide, the leader of "mimic" who died just two days ago, So he raised his brows calmly, and dropped a sentence of temptation, "The risk of handing Mr. She to someone who doesn't know him is really too great."

The implication is that if you want to gain the trust of others, you must take off the hood and reveal your true face, right?This is the minimum step.

The "Big Bear Doll", who had promised Kurihara Tsuru never to take off his headgear, quickly folded his arms, as if turning around and leaving.But obviously, his strength alone is not enough to break through the many obstacles in the house, and according to the current situation, internal strife is the most undesirable behavior, and even a guy who goes his own way should understand the reason for it.

The already tense atmosphere continued to enter a low-pressure state, which could barely maintain the peaceful situation on the surface.

Unknowingly, the mist rising from the ground has diffused into the second floor and slid to their feet, just like the dry ice specially used to set off the atmosphere in a stage play, forming a harmless illusion that confuses people's hearts.

Many supernatural beings took this lightly, allowing the seemingly shattering soft mist to cling to their ankles until it submerged their whole body and revealed the hideous face of stripping their supernatural powers, and then they struggled and fled in shock. It was too late, and finally became a soulless ruby ​​in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's collection.

No one can escape the murderous hand of "Long Yanzhi", except...

"Damn it, I wish the bastard Dazai was there at a time like this..."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who does not deal with his partners every day, can't help but miss the universal elimination method.Leaving aside the nature of supernatural beings, he likes the convenience of "disqualification in the world". Sometimes he really wants to use a certain green mackerel as a humanoid pendant that comes with it, and tear it off when necessary to prevent it from getting in the way.

No, in times of crisis, Dazai has to pay attention to the safety of his own leader and teacher even if he is out of shape, right?Maybe he noticed the abnormality long ago, and tried to save the scene outside...

"I think Dazai-kun won't help."

Mori Ogai easily understood the emotions written on his face, couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, and cruelly broke the weak expectation in his heart, "It's better to say that with the help of Dazai-kun, 'his' plan can only be realized." It worked so well."

"What the hell is Dazai thinking—?!" The disillusioned young martial artist clenched his fist.

Asking him to understand the wisdom of the players of the heart school is no less difficult than ascending to the sky. It didn't take long before he was a little sluggish like a deflated ball. He deeply felt that besides learning the Buddhist system and facing endless "surprises", There is nothing that can be done.

In order to clear the escape game, the cat master tried his best to win foreign aid, which gave him the last blow.

"Wow - Ji Yin, I have found you guys!"

Tracking the call signal of the mobile phone after finally getting close, the blue-haired god can be regarded as flashing into the "amusement park", and successfully met with his new income of the big bear (?) artifact.But before he performed the moving scene of crying with joy, he caught sight of the vicious figure who had chased him for several streets from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly sprinted up Gide's broad back full of security, and lamented with a mournful face, "Evil fate is always Cutting constantly, woo woo woo..."

At first glance, he and the boy in the man's arms have formed a tandem sandwich state. There is no sense of reliability at all, but they are more like two pets raised by a koala or a male mother.

Gide, who climbed to the top of the winner of One Cat and One Dog Life, resisted the urge to throw him off, and reported the situation in a blunt tone: "Accidentally trapped here and there is no way to leave. I heard that you have to solve the culprit to get rid of the maze. You What is a good way?"

"The culprit is the guy I found on the way..."

Yato, who didn't know the cause and effect, of course threw the blame on the most suspicious guy at the first time, and immediately propped his chin in a posture he thought was handsome, and responded easily: "If you mean the one who exudes the breath of the other side' Man', it's definitely fine to leave it to me, you know that Yato-sama is the best at exterminating demons. Hmm, if you can easily collect it as a divine weapon, that would be great..."

"It's better not to keep that kind of stupid and honest person by your side, lest one day you will be deceived and betrayed." Seeing that the foreign aid was in place, the super detective who had completed his mission sat cross-legged on the sofa, and in the gradually thickening fog muttered in a complaining voice.

"Hey, I should have brought some snacks if I knew this was the case, it will be boring afterward..."

It is a childish type like him to watch the excitement, but it is a pity that he was fooled by his own president into believing that he has "super reasoning" and he is not a real supernatural person. Buried by more and more fog in the room, it quickly disappeared completely.

Like the missing little carrot heads and Mao Lilan, ordinary people like them who have been eliminated by the fog are the safest at present, and they will naturally reappear after all the dust settles, so there is no need to worry about anything.

As for the rest of the people——

"It's very kind of you to help."

It can be seen at a glance that the leader of the master-slave relationship did not miss the good opportunity to win over his teammates. At this moment, he smiled and asked politely, "To tell you the truth, it seems that Mr. She's consciousness has been taken away by him. , can I trouble you to bring it back when eliminating the 'undead'?"

Anyway, it's a tool man who came for nothing, so don't use it for nothing.