Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Dear Fei Jia, who do you think I brought back?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: ?

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Do you have to rehearse here?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: After all, it is a rival scene between two demons, how can I rest assured if I don't rehearse my lines?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: That's right, this is the cutie you found in the information before. I thought he was so pitiful, so I brought him back from the Middle East!

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: His supernatural power is very useful. I will contact Kamui later and let cute Sigma join us.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: ... Shouldn't the rehearsal be in reality? Why must it be here?

Kind Russian rice balls: [Tuo Zong sighs.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Because I am afraid of laughing at Fei Jia's face! [Super confident.jpg]

Kind Russian rice ball: No, you don't have to worry about this at all, you have to believe in your acting skills.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Then continue, Sigma is the name I gave him, because if you want to abduct him, you can only say to a family.Only on behalf of me personally, it is no problem to be his mother!

Kind Russian rice balls: Xiu Zhi.

Kind Russian rice ball: Is this how you bothered me in the past?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Does Fei Jia want to be a father?If it were you, you would say this - let me give you a home.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: I can completely understand the mood of Majin now, really.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey... What a pity, I really want to form a family with you.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage: Mr. Sigma, your father doesn't want me anymore, so let's live together in the future, and my mother will raise you well──

Kind Russian rice ball: ... At the beginning, I remembered that someone said that they don't want male mothers.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: No, that's different.Finding a male mother on your own is a completely different experience than being a male mother yourself.

Kind Russian rice balls: as long as you are happy...

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Come on, Fei Jia!

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I have a crystal in my left hand that can change the cognition of certain characters, and a crystal in my right hand that can make everyone mistake you for another person. Which one do you want?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: children make choices.

Good Russian rice balls: I don't want any of them. [Calm down and drink tea.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Why are you so uncooperative.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Because Shibusawa has more suitable ones, these two abilities are a bit troublesome, and they may be exposed.

Kind Russian rice ball: If I remember correctly, when I was providing news to Shibusawa Meijin on the server side, I saw a supernatural ability similar to compound decoction.Here he should have already got it.

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Compound Potion?Need I go back and pull Sigma's hair back?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandages: how many white ones, how many purple ones, or half of each?

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: No need to bother, this is based on trust.

Kind Russian rice ball: Even if I only met once in the terrorist lair, because Sigma can perceive "books", his trust in me is enough to activate this ability.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Ah...do you feel uneasy?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: But to be honest, is this trouble really because of punishing father? [Cat cat sighs.jpg]

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Because I am not sure what the punishment in Crime and Punishment is, I use it to cover up... the essence must be different from his principle.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Well, your little mental retardation.

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: After all, for now, the effects of crime and punishment are entirely guesswork.In addition to being able to actively control the touch death, according to official information, he should have the ability of a human form.

Kind Russian rice ball: As for whether there is an entity, or whether it is a complete soul body state like our script, these are not known.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Ah... so troublesome.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: That is to say, if you can deceive the supernatural ability of perception to disguise, you can deceive the devil himself, and there is a very small possibility that you will not be able to deceive the fine... Kind Russian rice ball: I really encountered such a situation , then the plan would have to be changed.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage: what is Planb?

Good-hearted Russian rice ball: Just like the c-world in Lelouch, we who have the power of origin can use this power to find the so-called collection of human consciousness.Even if not, they can be brought together.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Wow, isn't this killing gods? [Stunned.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: But in this way, Fei Jia, you can't experience the process of fulfilling your long-cherished wish at all, and skip directly to the ending.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: Exactly.

Kind Russian rice ball: You know what I want. Since it is to fulfill my long-cherished wish, of course I have to rely on the original ability of the devil.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Otherwise, it would be meaningless, right?

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The tavern in a remote town in Siberia has temporarily closed for business only half a month after it opened.

It's like no matter how enthusiastic and straightforward people are, they can't warm the frozen heart of an old father who lost his only child.

Mikhail, whose face was too young, put on an apologetic face, informed the frequent guests in the past half a month, and then locked the door in front of the dilapidated wooden house.

According to the man, he was going to Japan to deal with matters related to his deceased wife, and he might not be able to come back in a short time.

As for the truth, it is not something that these npcs that have nothing to do with the plot can know.

On the other hand, thanks to the earth-shattering friendship of the White Triangle, the directors were able to solve Fyodor's disguise problem in the fastest time.

At this moment, there is still half a year before the official start of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man. Based on the few words revealed in the theater version of the original book, the two deduced the current location of Ryuhiko Shibusawa, who has been running all over the world.And successfully hacked into the devil's computer, got this part of the relevant information.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko happened to be in Detroit now, and was going to spread fog in a certain urban area at noon the next day.Fyodor and Shuji Tsushima, who had changed their clothes on purpose, came to this city one day in advance to wait.

Fyodor is still dressed in the typical Russian youth. After coming here, he did not intend to hide his foreigner identity, so he just appeared on the street carelessly.

Without the iconic felt hat, he can easily hide among many young people of the same age, and rarely receive the gaze of strangers.

The same is true for the bandage spirit who always enjoys making troubles. After arriving in this city that has never been before, she completely removed the disguise of her administrator account.

The too weird bone-white mask disappeared, revealing the beautiful face of the youth.The Nazi-style military uniform he used to wear has also faded away, just like an actor who has lived in opera all year round, finally willing to take off his costume and walk off the stage.

It's just that for a certain follow-up arrangement, he gave up the couple clothes he wore with his lover in the tavern, and deliberately changed the clothes into the same style as Wu Zhenzai.

Shuji Tsushima was in a very happy mood along the way, and personally setting foot on this city where he once wanted to visit the Holy Land because of a certain game but failed, it can be regarded as satisfying his wish in a different way.

The young man skipped along the side of the potholed road, avoiding puddles of puddles of water, and preventing the camel-colored windbreaker he wore so rarely from being splashed with mud.

He and Fyodor did not choose to wander in areas with relatively better security, but deliberately headed towards East Detroit, where even the locals dare not go.Because the administrator account will not die easily, this makes the two people not worry about their own safety.

Shuji Tsushima, who once wanted to visit holy places during his university holidays, has a lot of curiosity about this city.It's a pity that he had to give up the idea of ​​traveling here under the strong dissuasion of his adoptive parents.

"Detroit... I don't know if there are any one-dollar houses here now." The young man muttered to himself, the curiosity in his words revealed on his face.

"If you buy it, you can't live in it. Not to mention how much it costs to renovate the house, you have to pay a lot of land tax every year." The pale-skinned Russian youth tugged at the knitted hat on his head, with a calm expression The expression answered.

In order to avoid the unnecessary trouble of being attacked, he purposely tucked a pistol in his waist, and then covered it up with his fine black woolen overcoat.Others can see at a glance that Fyodor is not easy to mess with.

It was because of his blatantly revealing that he had a gun that those who wanted to rob them had to give up their thoughts.

Even if the Administrator is not afraid of guns and ammunition, Fyodor does not want to make trouble.This time they are just relaxing before implementing the plan, and naturally they don't want any small episode to spoil this good mood.

Shuji Tsushima looked back and forth at the desolate scene around him, and the houses that had been in disrepair for a long time revealed traces of years of erosion everywhere.Mottled stains are all over the walls, and every few households are lined with abandoned houses with broken glass.

Even the trees lining the street are not in good condition.Lacking the necessary irrigation, the leaves of these trees drooped listlessly, with withered yellow at the edges, apparently barely survived by rainwater.

Even though it is a dilapidated scene, there are still many residents living in this block.

The streets are so sparsely populated that there are only a few sporadic figures, occasionally wandering locals pass by them without any conversation.

The administrator's five senses have all been strengthened. It is precisely because of this that Shuji Tsushima smelled a very strong smell of marijuana while the two passed by.

His expression suddenly wrinkled, and then he showed a look of extreme disgust, and said in a drawn out voice: "Marijuana, these things Mr. Mori hates the most. At least in Yokohama, the drug trade has been hit by the port mafia. It’s not as rampant as it was a few years ago.”

After all, the young man had just left the port mafia not long ago, and he was very familiar with the internal intelligence of the gangsters in Hong Kong, and he himself had handled many tasks to combat drug trafficking.

The reason why Mori Ogai became the leader of the port mafia is because he loves this city and wants to solve the moths deeply rooted in that city through the optimal solution.After he became the leader, within a few years he completely stabilized the status of Hong Kong gangsters in the dark world, and at the same time became the order there. Naturally, he used the mafia to guard Yokohama.

Even Shuji Tsushima, because he is really bored sometimes, imitated some gangsters in this world and changed his career.He secretly used his salary to open a milk tea shop and made some contributions to boosting the local GDP.

I have to say that the profit from selling milk tea is really good.

However, the violent acts of the port mafia cannot be justified.

Fyodor stopped in his tracks, signaled his lover to wait, and at the same time casually followed the other party's topic and chatted: "It's useless even if you throw Mori Ogai over, Yokohama's three-quarter conception operation mode is not suitable. Detroit, the port mafia stuff doesn't work here either."

He clutched the US dollars he had exchanged in advance in his pocket, looked at the fast food restaurants on both sides of the street not far away, and asked, "KFC or McDonald's?"

"KFC, there are no cameras over there. It would be very troublesome if you were exposed so early." The curly-haired youth didn't hesitate for too long before giving his answer.

In some neighborhoods with extremely high crime rates in Detroit, ordinary shops cannot continue to operate, and the only restaurants that dare to continue to operate are fast food restaurants.Moreover, bulletproof glass is installed everywhere at the dining table at the ordering place to prevent the life safety of employees from being threatened.

There wasn't even a bank here, and the two had walked so far along the street that they had managed to come across two fast food restaurants until now.

They didn't want to have a serious lunch, the Administrator didn't need that, and fast food was clearly not on the pair's usual menu.The reason why Fyodor would propose is very simple, but simply want to experience the difference between fast food restaurants in such a dangerous area and other places.

After all, a large part of the reason why the two directors were able to come here earlier was because they wanted to play.

The curly-haired young man holding a kraft paper bag half-closed his eyes. His new windbreaker, which looked expensive, attracted many people's malicious gazes.Those vagrants wandering the streets looked at this stupid-looking Asian young man, as if they were watching a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The locals are not so stupid. They dared to expose such a precious sapphire Poirot bow tie. It was like writing a few bold words on their face - stupid people, rich money, come quickly.

What's more, this Asian young man was covered with bandages all over his body. He looked extremely thin and had no combat effectiveness.After leaving the fast food restaurant, he still dared to hold the steaming meal, and he didn't even drive a self-driving car.At first glance, it looks like the kind of traveler who doesn't understand the local situation and comes here to play without knowing anything.

If it weren't for the man next to him who didn't look like an American, Shuji Tsushima might have been blocked and robbed by more than one person.

Who asked Fyodor to directly turn on the murderous buff to the maximum value, even if he glanced at it from a distance, people with evil intentions would be shocked by his aura, and instantly lost the idea of ​​​​robbing.

"Ah...it's right that I didn't come here before." Shuji Tsushima let out a long sigh, slowly took out the iced Coke from the paper bag, and muttered softly while biting the straw, "Maybe the Holy Land Tour will be sanctified funeral."

At that time in the real world, let alone his physical skills in the port mafia, as a college student who had lived in the sun for more than ten years, he had never even done so-called group fights, so his physical skills were naturally Rotten to a mess.

Coming to a city like Detroit rashly, and daring to drill into dangerous corners, this is purely courting death.

Fyodor's tone didn't fluctuate too much, he still maintained that overly elegant tone, put his hands in his pockets and comforted him: "It's not bad now, the background content that didn't appear in the original work is almost completely copied. .That said, it’s not that different from the real Detroit.”

Of course, they dared to visit here only after they became administrators.

After passing through a sparsely populated urban area, the figures that had appeared sporadically disappeared completely.The street is so empty that no vehicle has ever passed by, and all kinds of garbage are piled up in the weeds.

At the corner of the street, there was a large eerie open space. The dead trees were only dry branches, which were like the sharp claws of evil spirits. It is completely conceivable how gloomy the night will be.

Of course, empty space may not be accurate.There used to be houses built decades ago, but recently they have completely collapsed due to the passage of time, leaving only ruins in place.

Recalling the most prosperous period of this city, and comparing it with the desolate current situation today, one can't help but feel sad.

Shuji Tsushima rolled up the cuffs that had slipped off at some point, exposing his bandage-covered arms.When he saw a building not far away in the dead leaf forest, a gleam of interest flashed across his eyes.

It was an abandoned church that had been eroded by wind and frost. I don't know if it was because of the importance of religion in the hearts of the people of this country, but the stained glass of the church was not damaged in any way.

He pushed aside the knee-high weeds at the gate, then used the power of the administrator to push open the closed gate, and finally successfully entered the inside of the building that had been dusty for an unknown period of time.

It seems that because the gate is too heavy, few people have been able to enter the church in the past.Looking around, this cold and empty church has long lost its original beauty.Broken bricks and tiles were scattered all over the ground, and because of the seepage of the roof, there were puddles everywhere on the ground, and it was difficult to find a suitable place to stay.

Facing this dilapidated scene, Shuji Tsushima sighed, "Even the church is dilapidated like this. Considering the status of religion in the United States, it's no wonder that God has abandoned Detroit."

It really is a ghost town, and judging from the numbness of the local residents, it may be worse than Yokohama after the war.

They don't believe the city has a future.

However, ordinary people are still unable to empathize, let alone the black mud essence.Facing the tragedy of the city, Fyodor's mood didn't fluctuate at all, and he didn't even feel pity at all.

This city is full of crimes, and he can't really replace the gods to deal with the crimes and punishments one by one, not to mention exhausted and completely inefficient.

The young man looked around the interior of the building thoughtfully, his eyes stopped at the statues on the top of the walls on both sides, watched the light from the high windows falling on the opposite wall, nodded and said: "If you just look at the scenery, , surprisingly good."

His expression was very satisfied, and he seemed to have a lot of interest in this picture of light and dilapidation intertwined.

"Fei Jia, don't you have any thoughts?" Shuji Tsushima blinked, stuffed the hamburger that he didn't really want to eat in the brown paper bag in his hand, and asked in a seemingly casual tone.

The devil in the original work even claimed to be a god, but if he replaced this salted fish rice ball in his family who was too idle to panic, it can be seen that his personality has changed by more than a little bit.

"How should I put it, if you shoot your sacrificial bride's attire in this environment, the resulting picture must be very good." Fyodor tilted his head pretending to be cute, his purple eyes Staring closely at the curly-haired young man in a camel-colored windbreaker, he murmured in a low voice.

"Destroyed beauty..." The sacrificial bride dedicated to the long-dead god, holding his yellow rose birth flower in her hand, wearing a black wedding dress representing the sacrifice.His limbs have been transformed by blasphemers, unable to support the weight of his body, he can only be firmly nailed to the cross like a suffering Jesus, and he will never be able to escape the plight that plunged him into despair.

This kind of scene, combined with the dilapidated church that has long been abandoned, is really suitable if you want to make a feature film.

"Hmm... a devil who has always talked about gods and gods would actually say such things. Obviously, you talked about gods with me very happily when we were in Meursault." Shuji Tsushima blinked in no surprise Blinking, it was obvious that he had already guessed about his lover's reaction.

Recalling the original content of that part of the manga, the pale-skinned Russian youth paused slightly, "Then it's time to enter the rogue faction sword."

The self in the original work claimed that God is partial to coordination, and was immediately refuted by Osamu Dazai, who played chess with him in prison. The example is the scene when Oda Sakunosuke died.

Not long after that, there was indeed a problem with the content of the "book", which seemed to support Osamu Dazai's point of view.

"There are also those lines in the original work. It is obvious that other people say it as if they are in the late stage of the second disease, but Fei Jiayou is full of divinity of compassion for all living beings." The curly-haired young man grinned and tiptoed to hide Passing through the puddle on the ground of the church, he jumped to the altar at the end, letting the warm sunshine fall on his cheeks.

It seems that as long as he stands in this position, he can also possess the so-called divinity, and can play the next role more perfectly.

The edges of the young man's hair were shiny, and even the overly long eyelashes reflected white light.He held his chest expressionlessly, took a deep breath, and tried to imitate his lover's tone and crazily recite his lines.

"It's like [Happy people who resist suicide, this is the trial given by the gods] or something. Or [May you be able to get rid of the shackles of sin and let your soul be redeemed.]"

The previous sentence is the line spoken by Fyodor who was standing on some tall building during the deadapple period when Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had just cast fog in Yokohama.The latter sentence is even simpler, and it is the content of the episode of the third season of the original work, the home of the devil.

For this reason Tsujima Shuji has complained a lot. When Fyodor in the manga was arrested, the felt hat on his body was not taken away, and he was even forced to wear a shackle. Why are all these things not in the animation? up.And after Part A hit his head with red wine, he was so fierce that he seemed to be able to kill a bear immediately.

In the original comics, he was still a sickly Russian who would sneeze on purpose to show off his cuteness, and he was a sickly and beautiful boy the whole time.In the animation, the sick and weak characters are completely invisible.

Shuji Tsushima finally stopped holding back the smile from the corner of his mouth, and put on a satisfied expression.Then, as if he had done something too shameful, he covered his face with his hands, and slowly squatted down.

As for whether she was covering the blush of her cheeks, or holding back her crazily laugh, it is unknown.

Fyodor sighed helplessly, frowned and recalled his performance in the original work for a while, then calmed down and said, "Let me take this as a compliment."

"But now I can't hear you say these words at all, and I feel a little lonely." Shuji Tsushima immediately jumped off the altar happily, with a look of nostalgia.

"After all, the adoptive parents are non-religious people. Isn't it normal for us to have no faith when we grow up in that environment?"

The young man who wasn't even dressed in the regular clothes of a demon, casually stuffed the hamburger he didn't want to eat back into his pocket, and found a good reason for his change.

This is the same as his hat. After the devil loses these characteristics, he always feels that something is not right.But he is indeed Fyodor, but because of the different growth environment, he has created a new personality. He is the same person as before, but the difference is so great that he looks like a stranger who only has the same appearance.

"Then Fei Jia, do you believe in the Orthodox Church?" Shuji Tsushima suddenly asked without warning.

"No, I believe in Yuanshen."

"There's really no surprise in the answer."

A silver-white roulette appeared on the left arm of the curly-haired youth.The pattern on it is exquisite, and there are even two deep purple gemstones embellished, but it is too inconsistent with his camel-colored windbreaker.

He casually caressed the edge of the roulette, his iris-colored eyes were dark, and he turned it without hesitation in front of his lover.

The sound of precision gears meshing sounded, and the scene of the church in front of them was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.The paint on the walls that had already peeled off returned to its original position, the potholes on the ground were also filled with countless fine gravel, and the statues and murals that had lost their luster were restored to their original appearance, which is enough to see the original intentions of the craftsmen.

Only the interior of the church has been reversed in time. From the outside, it still has an old and dilapidated appearance.

"It's very similar to Yokohama before, when Mr. Mori didn't take over."

Seeing that the interior was finally clean enough to sit down, Shuji Tsushima clapped his hands in satisfaction, without any hesitation, he sat down on the altar.

Bored by the sights of the city, he lost interest in visiting and decided to take a break, dragging his chin as if talking to himself, "Poverty, chaos, and crime are everywhere, and after falling into a vicious circle, it is difficult to find a way out Bar."

Knowing that his lover wanted to rest, Fyodor simply sat down next to him and chatted casually with him while admiring the sight of this church built in the last century.

"The government is so poor, and it doesn't have the capital to turn the tide."

"It's not surprising that there are people with supernatural powers in this kind of city. After all, there have always been gangsters... To be honest, it's quite unusual to find only that corpse after the fog passes." The curly-haired youth raised his head, wrinkled He frowned.

Back then in Yokohama, the level of chaos was probably not much different from here.Just because of the dragon head war, because Shibusawa Ryuhiko died, I don't know how many people with different abilities.

In the same chaotic Detroit, there should not be only one victim after a fog.

"Fei Jia... If it were you, how much information about people with supernatural powers would you disclose to Miren Shibusawa?" Shuji Tsushima, who didn't know much about Detroit for the sake of game experience, pursed his lips and asked after a while .

He didn't think that everything would exceed his expectations, such a life would be too boring, not even a little fun.

And now with the administrator status, in this small copy, he can set to refuse to accept certain copy information.In this way, you can keep yourself in a state of ignorance and have the best gaming experience.

"Look at the size of the gang organization here." Fyodor, who rarely used the information retrieval function of his administrator account, replied.

"However, according to the information obtained now, it is not difficult to understand why there is only one deceased person."

He wasn't wandering here aimlessly. For some reason, he didn't get all the information when he hacked into the Demon's computer before, so he had to use the convenience of the administrator account to find it here.

"A high-level executive who doesn't have enough weight...isn't it?" After receiving some information from his lover, Shuji Tsushima understood the inside story after a little thought.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko seems to be causing suicides of supernatural beings all over the world, constantly filling his collection room.Because of the Japanese government's mopping up, there is no scruple in acting.

However, this is not the case. The so-called lack of scruples is just that they have not really crossed the bottom line of tolerance in various countries.

The targets he can choose to attack are limited, and the devil obviously understands this.He is responsible for providing all kinds of information, and with the help of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, he will eliminate the supernatural beings in this world.In order for this win-win cooperative relationship to continue for a long time, the information provided by the devil must meet several conditions before it can be used as enough bait for the other party to go.

"The supernatural powers that are too weak to be seen are excluded, and those with sufficient powers in the country's government are also excluded." The young man with purple eyes stretched out his hand and explained several key elements.

"Bijin Shibusawa is really an expert at dancing on the bottom line." Shuji Tsushima smacked his lips, "The seriousness of the incident has not yet reached the level that the government of the country has taken action, and the Japanese side has been protecting him. It really made him roam the world for so many years."

Fyodor directly pulled out the system panel and placed it in front of the two of them, "I have confirmed it with the information collection ability of the administrator account. In this city, the alien worthy of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's shot The identity of a capable person."

"The woman who uses ice at the beginning of the movie?"

The curly-haired young man turned his head abruptly, recalling the movie they watched when they were dating in this world a few years ago, and captured a flash of a clip from the memory palace, "If I remember correctly, the name should be Emily Jane Smith, appeared in the theatrical version."

"It's her." Fyodor nodded slightly, his expression showing a subtle unnaturalness, "The information provided by the devil is only the specific time when the other party will appear. The more specific information is encrypted, even I can't Can't be cracked."

He had hacked into his own computer remotely long ago. In order to determine the exact time and place of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's appearance, he retrieved all the information related to the Detroit superhuman.

It's just that the information was encrypted, and all he saw was a string of garbled codes, which couldn't even be deciphered.

Shuji Tsushima's expression also became subtle, as if recalling some content in the original work, he soon understood the reason why his lover couldn't crack it, "Even you can't crack it...it can only be that."

Just like they were chatting in the air in prison, instant encryption and decryption, using every conversation between the two people in the past as a comparison table.No one knew what they had said, and even if the code was deciphered, they still had no way of knowing what they really talked about.

"The encryption mode can be seen at a glance, but I don't know what he thought about that day, so this part can only be detected by ourselves." The Russian youth pressed the knitted hat on his head and forcibly suppressed his thoughts. The desire to gnaw his nails made his expression more and more helpless.

The content of the encrypted data is actually very simple. The general translation is [xx, xx, xx, the seventh word in the first paragraph of the content after lunch, xx, xx, at three o'clock in the morning. The fourth word in the second paragraph of what you want in . 】

Faced with this kind of encryption, even he has nothing to do.

Fyodor stretched out his hand abruptly, and pinched the cheek of a certain bandage demon lightly, making him howl when he was suddenly attacked.

"But there is one thing, this part of the encrypted information was replaced not long ago. If I guess correctly, it is because of you."

"Ah, is Pandora's Actor really that annoying?" Shuji Tsushima had a serious expression on his face, as if it was difficult to accept the reality.

"What do you think?"

Because cohabitants who are co-workers are too annoying, while daily work is disrupted, they also face the risk of information exposure. The devil who is forced to increase his workload can only manually replace the contents of recent important files.

"Cough cough!"

The curly-haired young man blushed slightly, coughed twice to cover up the embarrassment that he did not exist, and entered the serious work mode without warning, carefully analyzing the current situation of the city he is in now, "The gangsters here are the same as those in Yokohama back then. There is the biggest difference. Most of them are teenagers. Specifically, they are similar to sheep without Zhongye, but they are fundamentally different."

Fyodor took a deep breath and squeezed his cheek slightly harder.

"Xiu Zhi, can you change the subject more bluntly?"

"It's more like the kind of female high school students who don't like milk tea after school, but they want to drink milk tea with the crowd in order to integrate into the group..." A certain person who should have been screaming at this level The bandage man continued to keep a straight face, unmoved by his lover's questioning.

In the end, Fyodor, who was used to this, could only let him go on.

The young man nodded, let go of the previous topic, and agreed: "That's right, they are all small-scale and unorganized gangs. They are just teenagers who have learned how to hold guns."

Yokohama, as the main stage of Bungo Stray Dogs World, has a background completely different from reality because of the supernatural war.

Behind the dark forces in the past, many of them have a large background, and many of them are mercenaries, and the overall organization is extremely high.In order to survive in this chaotic land, each organization can only do its best to strengthen its own strength, which is why there are so many people with different abilities gathered in Yokohama.

"The target this time is a salaryman on the surface, but in secret, it is like the vigilantes that often appear in American comics, fighting against the crimes that appear in this city at night."

The young man pulled the panel in front of the two to the bottom, and faced the character's long biography, he briefly summarized the other party's identity.

In the game server, the more complicated the life experience of the npc, the longer the personal profile it can have.Those background board npcs with boring and memorable lives can often be played on one screen.

"Why does it sound so much like Batman..." Shuji Tsushima complained frantically after hearing this.

And the chaos in the city of Detroit, I don't know which side is worse than Gotham.

Seeing that his lover didn't react too much, Fyodor asked softly: "Don't you want to stop something?"

If Wu Zhenzai was standing here, as a member of the detective agency, he would never have witnessed the tragedy happen in front of his own eyes.

"Don't think of me too kindly. It was Buteizai who went to save people, not me." Shuji Tsushima answered in a low voice, fully understanding what Fyodor wanted to express.

"If it is this world, I will settle in the gray area between black and white for the sake of our future, and