The vest cannot be collapsed

Haruki Jushan quickly closed the door of the room, and before Atsushi Nakajima could react, he took a few steps back and quickly left the scope of the ability to copy.

In order to take into consideration that Chuya Nakahara ascended into the air and used the surrounding props to cause a gravity blow to Osamu Dazai, he even took into account the vertical distance, and retreated quickly to a safe range.

Osamu Dazai's wailing kept coming out inside the door, and the years outside the door were quiet.

"Mr. Tai, Mr. Dazai, are you okay...?" Atsushi Nakajima felt as if he had caused trouble, and raised his head carefully to ask Haruki Yayama.

The two of them ran to the bottom of the living room now. The living room, which was originally full of luxury decorations, seemed extremely empty after it was moved. Howling, the two people's words echoed in the living room.

"It should be all right, they are playing," Jushan Haruki happily knocked on the last bag of melon seeds rescued from the room, "I am more worried about the safety of the room than Dazai Osamu."

After all, Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to be smashing hard inside.

Jushan Haruki heard the sound of countless broken porcelain and the sound of furniture falling from inside the door, looked at the only bag of melon seeds left at his hand, and sighed regretfully.

——Should have brought out another bag of melon seeds.

This bag was just held by Osamu Dazai, and there is not much left to knock.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was already a little bit uneasy with his conscience, became even more uneasy when he heard his sigh, he got up from the sofa and turned around several times, and finally looked worriedly at the second floor: "Why don't we go and have a look? "

"I can't, if you want to worry, you can go up and have a look," Jushan Haruki quickly leaned back to keep a certain distance from the room, "I won't move a single step until it's quiet inside."

It’s okay to accidentally enter the range and copy Nakahara Chuya’s ability. Just now, he and Dazai Osamu did something together. Now Dazai Osamu has attracted Nakahara Chuya’s attention. If he goes up, Nakahara Chuya He remembered what he should do if the two cheated together in the first place.

"Then I go up and have a look?"

In the end, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't get over the uneasiness in his conscience and walked up the steps. When he reached the closed door, the locked door opened with a sound.

A half-dead Osamu Dazai was lying on the floor at the door.

"I'm fine," he raised his hand stiffly, and said reluctantly as if under duress, "I'm very fine."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Really...?"

No matter how you look at it, Dazai-san lying on the floor doesn't match the word "very good".

"Really." The "very nice" Mr. Dazai said sincerely as he got up from the ground.

"Why are you standing up? Come down and sit down." Haruki Jushan happily waved to Osamu Dazai on the first floor.

"No," Dazai said with difficulty maintaining the expression on his face, "I think the air up there is good."

Osamu Dazai's knee made a subtle crisp sound.

The expression on Don's face became even more worried.

"So what about mochi?" Osamu Dazai quickly changed the subject.

Before Haruki Juyama received the call, Atsushi Nakajima had just been sent out by the two of them to run errands. If he read correctly just now, when Atsushi returned, he had both hands empty, right?

Atsushi Nakajima, who was standing on the stairs and did not bring back mochi, froze: "...Uh, I can explain."

"When I went shopping, I ran into a group of gangsters who bullied children near the detective agency," he quickly explained, "I was worried that the child surrounded by them would have an accident, so I ran over before I could get the ready-made mochi. "

"The gangsters wanted to fight me, but they all ran away after I subdued the yellow hair that ran towards me first."

"The boy who was being bullied looked well-dressed, he didn't look like a waif in the city, but he refused to tell me where he lived, and he didn't know what to ask, so I had to send him to the police station Let the police deal with it."

"Uh... by the time I remembered that I was going to buy mochi, I was already at the door."

Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth after listening to the whole process: "Why do I feel like you are lying to me?"

No matter how it sounds like this story of bravery is made up, this level can be compared with the level of the story made by Haruki Jushan. It really deserves to be the tiger he picked up.

"Really not," Dun said seriously, "At first I thought he had some unspeakable secrets and was going to let Mr. Ranpo analyze it."

"When I brought him back to the detective agency, everyone in the agency seemed to have gone out, only Mr. Kunikida was there. We heard a lot of questions about his address and name, and he said he didn't know, but he kept asking about other questions. The answer is normal."

"In the end, Mr. Kunikida said that his enunciation was clear and logical, and he didn't seem to have any mental retardation. If you don't want to say anything, send him to the police station. That's why I came late."

"Okay," Osamu Dazai curled his lips, Atsushi moved out, and Kunikida seemed to be telling lies, or he was pitiful, and he was beaten for nothing.

If Dunzai came back later, he might not have finished his play, and maybe the slug who thought he was dying would shed tears of sadness.

Nakahara Chuya, who had been watching him all the time: "...You have enough."

"Don't think I can't see what you're thinking."

Having worked with him for several years, this expression on Dazai Osamu's face meant that he was about to start defrauding people again, and according to his experience, usually the one who was defrauded after such an expression was either he or Haruki Iyama.

But the difference is that after being tricked by him, Jushan Haruki will only hold grudges silently and then wait for an opportunity to retaliate, and he will be a big one later, and he usually pursues revenge when he has revenge, so he can press this mackerel in immediately Hit on the ground.

"I didn't think about anything," Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, "I was just wondering if the law and order near the detective agency should be good."

"How did you meet a little bastard who bullied a little boy?"

As soon as he said this, Atsushi Nakajima was also stunned.

That's right, why would there be gangsters bullying children around the detective agency, which has always had good law and order? Obviously this area should not be the area where these unemployed vagrants are active.

"Maybe it's because Yokohama is not peaceful recently..." He tried to imitate the thinking of everyone in the detective agency to analyze the problem, "Didn't the fights break out in these chaotic areas a few days ago? Maybe they are afraid that they will continue If you stay there, something will happen, so you changed the place?"

Not all such punks want to get involved in complex organizational struggles.

Seeing that these people only attack children whose physical strength and mental strength are inferior to their own, it is estimated that they will not be the type who are ambitious and want to join the fighting gang.

However, due to the habit of street gangsters enclosing land, they will involuntarily make behaviors similar to "Li Wei" after arriving at a new site to declare their delineation of this site.

"That's why after they arrive in a new environment, they will choose the children who are least likely to be resisted." After analyzing, Atsushi Nakajima looked at Haruki Yoshiyama, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa and eating melon seeds, "It should... not Question?"

This is also the first time in the past few days that he has analyzed so much by himself.

"No problem." The person in the room who had just hit Mr. Dazai suddenly replied in a deep voice instead of Haruki Iyama.

"Thugs who suddenly arrive in a new environment will determine their own ownership of this site through enclosing land and standing up for power," he pressed his hat and sneered, "It's just that it's the first time I've heard of rubbish that beats children to make power explain."

Downstairs, Haruki Jushan shrugged: "The world is full of wonders."

Nakahara Nakaya looked at Osamu Dazai, who was pretending to be dead, and at Haruki, who was downstairs, who seemed to be staying out of it, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

What he said was like talking about himself and Osamu Dazai.

After Osamu Dazai's farce, he almost forgot that he came to talk to Haruki Juyama about something related to Q. Butei's Rentora was in charge of Akutagawa these days, and Nakahara Nakata looked at it curiously. Standing on the steps, looking worriedly at Osamu Dazai's Rentora, he suddenly felt that it was amazing that Akutagawa hadn't caught him yet.

Someone who even Osamu Dazai would sympathize with must not be very smart. How did he not get caught by Akutagawa while investigating.

But this has nothing to do with him, he came to Haruki Juyama to talk about Q, not to do the work that Akutagawa should do.

Nakahara Nakaya came out of the room, just when he was about to mention Q to Haruki Jushan again, the mobile phone in his arms rang suddenly, and after he answered the phone and heard a few words from the other side, his phone His face suddenly became serious.

"I'll be right back."

After he hung up the phone in a hurry, he looked at Haruki Jushan: "They said that Q was captured by surveillance."

Bearing in mind that there was a guy on the scene who knew nothing about the relationship between the three of them and the port of Mafia, he didn't mention where the camera was.

Apparently Osamu Dazai thought the same way: "Your broken camera can still capture Q?"

He's not pretending to be dead.

But the last sentence was just a mockery of his former company. In fact, Mafiad’s camera at the port has almost achieved full coverage of multiple lines, real-time upload and multiple backups, and it has perfectly achieved that there will be no faults and information faults at the moment of any accident. Monitoring failure.

All persons approaching the Mafia building in the port will be recorded honestly.

Of course, someone like Haruki Juyama who didn’t know what method he used to get in, and Fyodor’s technical means to directly hack a line and replace the source video upload were completely out of the scope of the original design.

No matter how advanced the technology is, it can't stop people like them from doing things.

So now that Q appears in the monitoring of Mafiad at the port, it means that when Osamu Dazai was injured, he was the first to choose Chuya Nakahara as his target.

Unsurprisingly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't expect Q to go to Haruki Jushan first.

The damn European.

But since this is the case, he has to go back to the port Mafia. They have been tracking Q for so many days and the first time he was photographed was downstairs in the port Mafia. It is said that he has no one to guide him.

Q Anyway, this year is only a 13-year-old child. He was transferred from the hospital to the small black room where he was locked up. He has not been exposed to the outside world for so many years. How can he avoid all the big and small things in Yokohama without a teacher? The camera and the area of ​​influence disappeared directly like a mud cow entering the sea.

But since he was called out to work overtime by Q that suddenly appeared, Haruki Jushan didn't want to take advantage of it. As an accomplice helping Osamu Dazai to watch him live together, although the two of them couldn't fight directly due to his copying ability, but in the workplace Retaliation is still possible.

For example, he went to the port Mafia to work overtime with Haruki Jushan, who was slumped on the sofa and eating melon seeds.

If Q officially appears, it means that Osamu Dazai had better not appear outside in the next few days. If this is the case, Mori Ogai will definitely seize the wool of Haruki Haruki and make the best use of it to the last share .

Jushan Haruki reasonably suspects that Chief Mori is exploiting him for free work.

But he still had to go, after all, it was Q who ran, not someone else.

So when the young master changed his clothes and came back to work overtime, it had been a long time since he found out that Q appeared in the video.

"Here." Nakahara Chuya's subordinates skillfully pulled the video time bar to a position.

Suddenly, a little boy with a doll in his hand appeared on the small road leading to the Mafia building in the port.

Q did not know how to bypass the investigation of Mafia, a distant port on the road, and appeared alone on the inner path, his bare arms were covered with white bandages, and the white bandages were slanted on his head. He walked around in a circle, leaving only one eye for seeing the road outside.

Haruki Juyama and Nakahara Nakaya looked at each other strangely in front of the monitor.

Is this imitating Osamu Dazai?

It was the time when the two looked at each other, and when they turned their heads, Q, who was still walking on the path, suddenly stood under the monitor.

He stretched out a finger to hold his lower eyelid and grinned as if he knew that the person on the surveillance side would look at him, making a malicious grimace at the camera.

A lot of monitoring in port Mafia is not directly exposed. In fact, there are very few monitoring on the bright side, and more are pinhole cameras stuck in some visual blind spots and building gaps. When someone thinks to avoid those bright sides When he was able to enter silently through the surveillance system, he didn't know that his figure had been captured by some cameras in the dark.

The camera that Q is facing now is such a pinhole camera.

This is a very flat path with no twists and turns, so there are only a few cameras installed in the port Mafia on this road. It seems that he came here for this monitoring from the beginning, and stopped steadily. The camera captures the center of the frame without any hesitation.

He knew the location of the surveillance from the very beginning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned at the unobservable, it is definitely not Q who escaped by himself, he will not be the one who can notice these things.

And even though he has been in Port Mafia for about six years, his familiarity with this place is probably not as good as the newcomer who just joined last month.

After all, he actually spent most of these six years in that deep room.

So the person who rescued him had a certain level of understanding of everything in the port of Mafia, and it was not superficial, and the only person who was there on the day he fled was Haruki Jushan.

What the leader said was indeed correct, and Zhongyuan Zhong also unobservedly glanced at Haruki Jushan, who was looking at the screen seriously. It was strange that Haruki Jushan came back suddenly, and someone was trying their best to put suspicion on him.

Just as he was thinking about this, Q on the screen bowed politely to everyone, then swung his doll and turned back to where he came from.

He didn't do anything when he came to the port Mafia, he just showed his presence under their surveillance cameras.

Not like something a vengeful man would do.

"Rewind," Nakahara Mosuo ordered with his chin in motion, "before he comes under the camera."

The subordinates followed suit.

Q, who was swinging the doll in his arms, reappeared at the end of the road, walking slowly with both arms swinging.

"Stop." Jushan Haruki suddenly called to stop the playback.

"Zoom in," he said, pointing to Q's mouth, "yes, zoom in again,"

"Play now."

Q, which occupies almost the entire screen, is continuing to move along the path, with his mouth opening and closing slightly.

Now everyone can see clearly.

He was shaking the doll while chanting words.

"Central Plains Zhongye, Central Plains Zhongye."

Yoshiyama Haruki slumped on Butei's stool doing nothing.

Dazai can't appear outside, and now he is literally eating and drinking at his house, without Dazai, no one in the Armed Detective Agency can argue with him, it seems extremely boring.

Kunikida and Atsushi didn't know what they were talking about, he tilted his head and looked at it, then collapsed back on the stool.

"so boring--"

In a rare and leisurely afternoon, the boring voice of Haruki Iyama echoed in the Armed Detective Agency.

This cannot be blamed on him. The struggle in the black market has entered the stage of the cold war. For several days in a row, the environment is tense, but few people have accidents. Although the lives of ordinary people have slowly returned to normal during this cold war, there is an extra The vigilant citizens of Yokohama don't go out very much unless it is necessary. As a result, the Armed Detective Agency doesn't have many commissions to do these days, and everyone is here doing nothing to catch fish.

The port of Mafia is even more boring. Q, who came to monitor and circle around these days, seems to have disappeared and never appeared again. It was a waste of everyone waiting day and night for several days without even seeing a trace of Q. arrive.

And Q’s target, Nakahara Nakaya, has recently felt that he has punched cotton. If there is no video to testify, he would wonder whether the Q he saw a few days ago was an illusion caused by wanting to catch him too much. .

In the past few days, everyone on both sides has been idle and bored. Yokohama seems to have returned to normal, but everyone knows that under the calm is the undercurrent of various forces.

So this calm also makes people feel extremely anxious.

Sooner or later, there will be a fight, and the current life is simply the calm before the storm.

Just anyone who wants to hurry up and start the first wooden warehouse to give them all a good time.

I don't know if the voices of the idle members and Mafia were heard, and just after Haruki Yuyama finished shouting this sentence, a new commission came.

The person who came was a white-collar woman who seemed to be very common in Yokohama. As soon as she entered the door, she went straight to the point without anyone reacting: "There is a dead body behind my house."

As soon as the words came out, everyone jumped up from their chairs.

A sixth similar case came.

The organization that threatened the Armed Detective Agency with approaching corpses is back in action?

Does that mean that the black market organizations that were originally in the Cold War period have reached a certain degree of consensus during the continuous testing and negotiation, and have returned to their previous state?

"Where do you live? How did you find out?" Atsushi Nakajima, who was closest to the door, turned around and asked without waiting for others to say anything.

"A few days ago, there was a vague smell in the house." The white-collar worker frowned, "I always thought that the food I bought didn't deal with the internal organs, until I told the neighbor this morning that he didn't know what to do. Tell me he smells like that too."

"So I went to the back of the building to look, and then I found seven or eight dead bodies."

"Then where do you live?" Atsushi Nakajima asked, staring at everyone.

"It's not far from here," the white-collar lady replied quickly, "It takes less than 10 minutes to walk here, and I can take you there right now."

In less than 10 minutes, the distance was reduced to within two blocks.

"No way," Kunikida suddenly said at this time, "You found the corpse this morning?"

"Yes." The white-collar lady nodded.

"Then why did you come this afternoon?" He looked her up and down.

"Because I have to go to work," the white-collar lady took it for granted, "If I don't go to work, I won't be able to pay the rent this month without full attendance."

"Miss," Kunikida's eyes gradually became inquiring, "Why are you so calm about the discovery of the dead body behind your building?"

No matter how accustomed Yokohama residents are to organizing struggles, they will not be able to go to work calmly after suddenly seeing the dead body, and then wait until after get off work to come to the detective agency to issue a commission.

And according to her account, she didn't even choose to call the police, but came directly to the Armed Detective Agency.

Kunikida doesn't feel that the detective agency has a higher status in the hearts of the citizens than the police.

"Of course it's because this lady's last job was related to these." Luanbu, who had been silent all this time, said lazily.

"Although I can't say that I saw it often before, I don't think it's strange. This lady resigned and came to this new company precisely because of this."

"You can't lose full attendance in the first month of work for a newcomer, that's why you come here after get off work to issue commissions?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the detective agency focused their attention on her.

"Yes," the white-collar lady agreed generously, "I was working as a financial officer in a company affiliated with Mafia last week."

As soon as the word "Port Mafia" came out, everyone except Haruki Juyama and Ranpo looked at the white-collar lady in shock.

She looked thin and slender, with delicate makeup, and she couldn't be someone who worked in the Mafia building in the port.

"I'm just a financial person," the white-collar lady spread her hands innocently. "If you want to enter the port, Mafia's subordinate company has high requirements for education and business, and the salary and working environment are much lower than other companies."

"If it weren't for the lack of personal safety and the recent large transfers, I wouldn't leave my job," she naturally brushed her curly hair down to her chest, "and work experience tells me that you are more effective than the police in this matter too much."

As a former member of Port Mafia, it is not surprising to know the detective agency.

"Don't underestimate the financial staff," said the white-collar lady, crossing her chest with interest in everyone's eyes. "Decisions and hidden clues that most staff don't know will be reflected in the flow of funds."

"But of course I won't tell you, I don't want to be hunted down by my ex-colleagues yet," she changed her tone, "So do you want to accept this commission?"

"Accept." Ranpo stood up positively and said, "This entrusts Lord Ranpo to go."

"Then I'll go too." Jushan Haruki followed suit and stood up.

"Atsushi, too." He looked at Atsushi Nakajima, who was staring at the former Miss Mafia dumbfounded. "It just happens that I don't have to come to the detective agency to pick you up after this."

Atsushi Nakajima is doubting his life.

Did this gentle, capable, delicate and beautiful white-collar lady in front of her actually work at the port of Mafia a week ago?Even if she is only a financial person, this doesn't match the port Mafia members in his mind.

His fugue state was suddenly broken when he came to the back alley of the house where the white-collar lady lived.

"I've seen this person before." He broke out of his fugue state suddenly, and stepped forward to confirm while pinching his nose. "A few days ago, he was among the people who bullied that child."

"That yellow hair, I have a deep memory of him." Atsushi Nakajima gestured to Haruki Yoshiyama.

"Look at the others." Jushan Haruki didn't expect that he just wanted to get some troubles in London, so he didn't need to make two trips, but got a clue by accident.

"Others, too," Dun said with an uneasy face after flipping through the pages. "These people are all the punks I saw that day."

And probably looking at their current situation to infer the time of death, it was probably on the day he met these people.

After he left, these little gangsters who seized the territory were killed?

No, Atsushi Nakajima re-confirmed, although the current corpse has some signs of corruption, but it can still be judged from the traces around, the flesh and blood left in the nails of some corpses and the corresponding scars on other people, these people All died of cannibalism.

so strange?

Didn't they come here to grab the territory?Is it because they feel that the territory has already been obtained, so they fight over who will be the boss?

"Who are you?" At this moment, a mid-spirited voice suddenly came from behind, "Don't come here casually."

Several people turned their heads and saw a few young people who were not very well dressed standing in the alley and questioning.

"Ordinary citizens, don't be so curious." Now these young people treat them as curious ordinary people, "This is not something you can get involved in, so hurry up and leave it to us to deal with it. "

"Then who are you?" Dun looked at these unreliable people at first glance, and asked back with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"We... I, we are from the Armed Detective Agency." The leader of the young man said suddenly.

"Yes, we were commissioned to see what happened here, so please don't disturb the detectives."

As soon as these words came out, the three real Armed Detective Agency standing here hadn't said anything, but the white-collar lady who brought them here burst out laughing first.

"What are you laughing at?" The leading young man said sternly.

"Ah, no," the white-collar lady answered very perfunctorily, "You heard it wrong."

When she said this, the corners of her mouth didn't move down.

"We really belong to the Armed Detective Agency," the young man behind the leader became anxious, "You don't want to disturb the detectives and see the case being delayed, do you?"

"But why do you say that you are?" The former Miss Mafia finally revealed her wicked side, "I also said that we are also members of a detective agency, so don't pretend to be members of an armed detective agency to bring trouble to real investigators. Come on, please."

"Why don't you believe it?" The young man in charge seemed to be a little anxious, "I am the most valued member of the armed detective agency. Delaying our investigation of the case will not benefit everyone."

"Yes, the president values ​​him the most," the young man behind him chimed in, "We are here this time to attach importance to this case, which means that it is already very serious. If you rush in to disturb us like this, the society The boss will be very angry."

Haruki Juyama: "...Are you sure?"

The young man thought he had frightened these people, so he nodded confidently.

Atsushi Nakajima: ...ah this.

Just when several people fell into silence, the sound of a phone being dialed suddenly came from behind.

"Hey, what's the matter, Ranbu?" In the quiet alley, the voice of President Fukuzawa came from the microphone of the mobile phone in Ranbu's hand, which was very obvious.

"President," Luanbu stretched lazily, "Let's investigate the commission. Your most important member won't be jealous, right?"

The young man standing at the entrance of the alley thought they were still stalling for time, and clenched his fists a little bit impatiently, planning to use force to solve the problem if they couldn't be persuaded to leave.

None of the four looked very capable of fighting.

"You call me, your most valued member won't beat me up?" Ranbu added enthusiastically upon seeing this.

"It's so scary, you member," he took out the pair of glasses Fukuzawa Yukichi gave him from his arms.

"Unlike me," he put on his eyes and looked at these people, "Extraordinary power: super reasoning——"