Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

The night view from the top of Tokyo Tower is extremely magnificent. The light illuminates the long night, creating a gorgeous and alluring cage, tempting everyone who looks at it to run towards him.

The king is not such a person.

He is a born king. He believes that he is an extraordinary person and will one day be above all life.

And now he has lost.

It was the first experience in his life to face a complete defeat in one of the areas he thought he was best at.

There was naturally a sense of frustration and humiliation. As a man with the heart of the Dragon King, his self-esteem did not allow him to brush off this defeat lightly.

But at the same time, a defeat did not become a punch that knocked the man down, but seemed to pour hot oil on the burning fire, which would only make the never-ending heat rise until the object of hatred was completely burned.

From Gongqing's mask, there was a terrifying sound like a baby crying.

"Crazy talk."

The king spoke every word as if there was steel in his mouth. The prince on the mask smiled in a subtle and subtle way, but the king smiled wildly and frighteningly.

"Even if your theory of pleasure is correct, for me, this path is unavoidable."

"The company of family, the care of friends, the whispers of lovers, the sense of accomplishment after completing a task, the sense of satisfaction from saving people, and the sense of openness that comes from stopping at a scenery that has never been seen before."

"I don't have these things in my life, and I don't need them."

"On the day I saw the noble posture of the pure-blood dragon, I truly filled the void called nothingness."

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, you just haven't seen it - you haven't witnessed the truly perfect life of dragons with your own eyes, and you haven't seen the far side that dominates the world with its absolute presence."

"You are the one who is short-sighted."

Like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, the king replied calmly and calmly to the girl's words, seeming to have regained his previous demeanor.

It should be said that he is worthy of being the leader of the fierce ghosts. Emotions will not sway his actions, and his arrangements have been completed long before the war started, so he can chat on the tower without any rush.

Seeing this, the girl no longer dwelled on the issue, she nodded obediently.

"Yes, yes."

The king was somewhat silent. He had obviously received recognition and recognition, but his heart was stirred up.

Because he found that he had an inexplicable flash of satisfaction at the girl's words, pleasure after being praised, and shame and anger after her perfunctory attitude.

When he thought that his emotions were so shaken because of a little girl, the king became impatient and wanted to win back the victory.

And this is not very difficult for him.

Because no matter how hard a girl tries, there are things she cannot change.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka——"

The king shouted the girl's name, his voice hoarse and harsh, like sharp claws scraping against an iron armor.

"You said that I plan to rebalance the power of the Menggui clan and the Sheqi family. I admit that your guess is correct, but if I really want to accomplish this goal, then naturally I will not only need to instigate you, but also The gap in personnel needs to be smoothed out, otherwise the actual size of the organization will also be too different.”

"And the current situation, don't you find it strange?"

The king spoke greedily and enthusiastically, as if he was eager to see the girl's shocked face.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka is a kind person. She looked at the time and it was now 12.05.

She spent five minutes completely denying the meaning of the king's life, and now the other party seemed to be planning to show off his tactical and strategic subtleties to her. To this, Fujimaru Ritsuka was noncommittal.

"Well, it's indeed a bit strange. I thought you would use some means to let Kazama Ruri surprise attack my family, but you let him stay here. This contradicts the fact that you dared to meet me alone at the special observation tower. , does not fit the personality profile of "you have an absolute sense of security about where you are." said the girl.

"Hehe. Hehehahahahaha."

The king was overjoyed. The mystery, elegance, and madness when they first met were gone, as if only a madman who longed for victory was left.

"That's the fun part, Fujimaru Ritsuka."

"oh?"

The girl nodded emotionlessly.

"The first priority of the decision-maker is to simulate the situation and judge the battle situation." General Wang murmured intoxicatedly, his arms rising and falling like the conductor of an orchestra.

"Since we want to make a surprise attack on the Eight Sheqi Families, we naturally have to complete two steps - [the lack of high-end combat power of the Eight Sheqi Families] and [the fullness of our own combat power]."

"It is impossible to meet these two requirements directly. The Sheqi Hachi family are not fools. They will not let you leave Genji Heavy Industries with Genji in any case. I can only control you to come to Tokyo Tower, but You cannot directly incite Yuan Zhisheng."

"So what do you think we should do?"

The general Wang was just asking a question, but just when he was about to tell the answer himself, he saw Fujimaru Ritsuka replying almost without thinking.

"Like you are now?"

".What?"

This time it was not a question, it was simply a question of doubt and confusion that he muttered to himself after being stunned.

The girl with a calm face raised two fingers and started to make gestures. The lights from the distant building hit her back, drawing out a long black shadow, just enough to include the king.

"Ruri Kazama was deliberately placed in Tokyo Tower, causing the fact that both the King Shogun and the Dragon King were in Tokyo Tower."

"Deliberately letting us see this situation and inform us, our family will naturally judge that Genji Heavy Industries is not in danger, and choose to let the boss of Genji come here for rescue."

The girl swiped her fingers in the air boredly, comparing the forces of the two parties, and continued.

"If my guess is correct, after plan A failed, you are going to let Kazama Ruri go to Genji Heavy Industries first, staggering the arrival of the boss Genji, so that the boss and I will fight you, and Feng Jian Ma Ruri went to Genji Heavy Industries to kill indiscriminately. This is in line with the personality profile of "you have an absolute sense of security about your position". You have some kind of capital that makes you sure that you will not be killed by me and the boss. die."

"This is easy to guess. Your confidence does not come from your own strength. Otherwise, plan B should have given me the hard work without so much trouble. The remaining possibility is that either your word spirit is a resurrection type word that has not been logged in. Spirit, or the person in front of me is not the real king, but his puppet."

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The king will be speechless.

Not because of anything else, but because everything the girl said was correct.

This move was his back-up move. A good killer always has a second sword, and a good decision-maker must have at least twenty records on hand. Wang Jiang believed that his IQ was enough to dominate the mixed race, but caution was a program engraved into his genes and could not be changed.

That's why he arranged this back-up step, with the purpose of blackmailing Fujimaru Ritsuka in this way and forcing her to make a deal with him.

But if she could tell her plan so accurately, why would she?

"Your next sentence is - then why did you inform me that the king is on the top floor?"

"Then why did you notify my family——?!."

The king was choked, but he watched the girl raise her slender arms in an even more dumbfounded manner.

In the center of the palm is a walkie-talkie used for information communication among the executive bureau team.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook his head, and the small bunch of red ponytails that were tied up swayed slightly, and the girl showed a lack of interest.

"I never opened this from the beginning."

Li Xiang's words were like thunder, and Wang Jiang stared at her in disbelief, as if he could see the flowers on his face without any emotion.

"Even if you haven't guessed the whole plan, using false actions to lead the enemy to reveal your own purpose is a natural behavior and the basis of the art of war. Is Wang Jiang-san the kind of person who doesn't look at the Three Kingdoms?"

"Well, when I talk, I use the back of my hand towards you, so you can't see that the light is not on." Ritsuka thought for a moment and added.

"By the way, when I came up just now, I pretended to have a quarrel with Miss Sakura to delay some time. Finally, I told her - [If I don't send a message, don't notify me.]"

"I'm so lucky~ Miss Sakura completely trusts me, so I don't have to waste my breath to have my flaws discovered."

When Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke, he was like a Miyoshi student from the School of Foreign Languages ​​giving a speech under the flag-raising platform early in the morning. He read every word of the manuscript without any emotion. However, the speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. The king's heart was unavoidably stirred up.

A buzzing sound began to play. It was different from the chirping of insects, birds and beasts. The long and unbearable buzzing continued in his mind. It was naturally occurring tinnitus, originating from his brain in an instant. blank.

He originally wanted to ask how the girl could know so much in advance.

But then I thought about it, all the things she did were just on-the-spot performance or simple back-up preparations. Everything was predictable.

The one who fell behind because of the initial contempt was himself.

After thinking about it, the king murmured hoarsely.

"It's really weird."

"I thought I had lost my kind in this world, enjoying a loneliness deeper than any hybrid species, and savoring the pleasure of looking down at all living beings, but only when I was about to become king, God wanted to send you here By my side.”

There was only emotion and relief in the Wang General's words, but there was no panic.

This is not surprising, or rather it is natural.

The girl did a lot. She was impressed by the dignity of the king, saw through the plan prepared by the king, and even made adjustments on this basis. The king had to admit that she had never seen such an outstanding individual.

There was admiration and fear in his heart, but more importantly

It's a pity.

"I admit it. You are stronger now, Fujimaru Ritsuka. But..."

"But the prisoner was shackled and dancing in the moonlight. No matter how graceful she was, no matter how good she was at singing and dancing, where could she escape from this small cage?"

Wang gently stroked his white gloves over his mask, and the pale whites blended into each other, forming a nauseating turbidity. Immediately, he pulled out a black box similar to a transmitter from his hand.

The black box made a muffled sound after a brief sound of electricity, and then began to play sound.

——[Confirm that the king is in the special observation tower and request support from my family. 】

That was a girl's voice.

General Wang stroked the black box carefully and spoke calmly.

"I know that you walked around deliberately after coming to this floor to find recording equipment, so this is not a recording, but an electronically synthesized sound."

"I also know that your Sheqi family has encrypted the communication channels, but that still cannot be hidden from my internal intelligence. This fact can be regarded as a farewell message. But I have closed your permission. I guess you will pass through a certain There is no other way to send information to Yabuki Sakura, so the electronic signals in this building are turned off."

"Right now, the only ones who can hear our conversation and send messages are me and my AI Kaguya. Unfortunately, you can't control either of them."

The king raised his head, looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with almost affectionate eyes, and he said hoarsely.

"I recognize your talent, Fujimaru Ritsuka. I have never said this to anyone, but I am willing to say it to you - you are the hybrid closest to a dragon in the true sense."

"Appearances, physical abilities, intelligence, calmness, and the arrogance you think you hide well."

"What you have is not the heart of a Dragon King, but everything you need to become a Dragon King."

"If you were on the road I took, it would be too much of an eyesore, so I regret it——"

The king's general said in a deep voice, and the golden color on the minister's mask became even more intense. The eyes in his eyes seemed not to be Tokyo with the heavy rain, but to the ground that was shattered by the falling fireballs, and the sky that was cracked and scattered like spider webs. People were crying. Shouting and screaming, only the mad dragon opened its eyes and tore the darkness apart with the scorching gold in its eyes.

"Just exit here. Before Yuan Zhisheng comes here - I will kill you."

Overwhelming pressure came over her, the girl lowered her head, the shadow fell downwards, and the man opposite could not see her expression clearly.

But that calm voice lingered on the observation deck.

"That's it."

".What?"

General Wang asked another question like a third-rate villain, which almost overlapped with his question dozens of seconds ago.

That's not up to him, because this self-proclaimed genius chess player's curiosity is so strong, and his thirst for knowledge surpasses human common sense. That's why he comes into contact with the truth about dragons hidden deep in history, and he can look forward to it. Watching the moment when he becomes king.

His thirst for knowledge saved him, but it also made him now look like a clown whose trick had been exposed, a little funny and a little offbeat and lovable.

"After that, it's my turn again." Fujimaru Ritsuka said.

Click

The communicator shook slightly and made a subtle sound. The girl's movements were gentle, as if she were greeting a taxi booked online on the roadside.

"Just thinking about what you said, haven't you ever thought about it, since I am sure that I can find the recording equipment or sound transmission equipment, how can I leave you no time to use that machine with my observation skills? Since I I allowed it, probably because I guessed that this would happen, and then deliberately waited for you to complete all the steps."

"Now that I have prepared a method of not informing my family, I naturally expected that you would create a similar situation in order to counter me. Although there are some differences between recording and electronic synthesis, they reach the same goal by different means. You still need to pass this information to my family. "

"Once again, you don't need to fully predict every move of the enemy in combat. You only need to make arrangements at the necessary nodes, and the enemy generals facing them will fall into the confusion of eight formations of stone soldiers."

When the girl said this, she couldn't help but sigh.

"I know I can't stop you, and I also know that the electronic device itself is not under my control and is too passive."

"——So I didn't think about manipulating this place from the beginning. Instead, I thought about "what needs to be done if you want to force Genji to leave Genji Heavy Industries."

"To be specific, both mine and Sakura Yabuki's transmitters are remote communication models specially made by the War Department. In order to facilitate the synchronization of the three troops for combat, there are channel selections. And my equipment was adjusted in advance. For multi-channel one-way connection, I only gave the channel data to the eight masters, and—" the girl shrugged and stated.

"Everyone I told was wrong."

"The channel data is different from the actual channel used. Although they were able to connect in the end, the channel they thought did not match the actual channel. This is something that can be known with a little research."

"And just now, you finished sending my electronic synthesized sound instead of real-time sound transmission equipment - because I deliberately moved around to block this possibility."

"Based on my observation skills, I can be sure that you did not perform any operation other than sending an electronic communication button, which means that your internal staff at the Sheqi Bajia need to understand your intentions and the scene in almost zero time. All situations, and the fake synthesized voice sent to my boss, this only shows that the two of you are synchronizing all information almost at the same time."

"Three results can be derived from this——"

The moment the long speech ended, the girl raised three fingers.

"First, different channel numbers themselves can be used to uncover the mole."

"Second, scrambling the channel numbers is to prevent you from blaming other family heads."

"Third, finally, based on the almost zero time difference between you and the internal response, combined with my previous personality profile of you that "you have an absolute sense of peace of mind about where you are", I am now almost certain that you are not the resurrection type. Yan Ling, what is in front of me is probably just your puppet, and among the eight masters, there is another puppet of yours or - the real body."

When the girl said this, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Tachibana Masamune, do you still want me to call you master or any other honorific title at this time?"

When Fujimaru Ritsuka said this, she habitually put her hands together to her lips, unconsciously imitating someone she should know well, and finally concluded in one breath.

"In conclusion——"

"I now know who among the eight masters is the undercover agent, and there is enough evidence to confirm this."

"And this is what I would rather risk coming to Tokyo Tower to get."

There was dead silence in the room, with only the gust of wind and rain leaving noise in front of the window.

The long tinnitus struck again, this time without any excuse, as if the sting of needles was rippling in my ears, it was the whisper of death.

It was clear that the situation had not been reversed, but the king was invaded by panic - the false king who was originally sitting on the throne of God was torn off by someone, and loopholes were drilled out of the game that should have been flawless. That was There is a slight possibility of being reversed by the opponent.

The girl's words were like the person who opened up the stars lighting up the fire of mankind. The opportunity to win that should not have existed was now in her hands.

The king was trembling all over, as if he wanted to tremble his skeletal muscles to keep his body warm in this cold rainy day.

Only now did he understand.

He was not the only one who had overlooked this battle situation from the beginning.

This trip to Tokyo Tower should be an absolutely fatal trip for the girl. Because the fierce ghosts were in the dark, no matter how the girl guessed, she could only strike later, and the right to take the initiative was forced to be lost.

And because the Sheqi family that the girl relies on is also controlled by the king, no matter how hard she tries, she will be stabbed in the back. The plan will work according to the king's idea. He can come up with other ways to divert the source without electronic synthesis. Childish position.

The above two points were already determined projects and could not be changed no matter how much the girl resisted - so she chose to change her mind.

In turn, she took advantage of this battle situation and found a glimmer of light in the wavering darkness of the deep sea. If the flickering torch was taken out of this building, it would become a prairie fire and set the whole of Japan on fire. .

And now.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

It was a dull and depressing sound, as if I was alone in a secret room full of water vapor. An indescribable loneliness and remoteness began to creep up on me. It was an annoying banging sound.

The scene in front of him suddenly began to distort his vision. Black crows were chasing in the sky, the old castle was full of rust and dank smell, the stairs were always going up, and the clouds that looked out of the window looked like they were stained with blood.

But this illusion only lasted for a moment, and soon it was only unpleasant. Fujimaru Ritsuka spent about 0.5 seconds thinking about why the king suddenly took out such a thing from his coat after being silent.

With her powers of observation, she had naturally noticed something unusual in his coat, but she always thought it was a firearm or explosives, but...

Bangzi?

The sound was transmitted and echoed on this special observation deck, and the girl gradually understood everything.

"It's not for me, but it's using communication equipment to transmit the banging sound to the past. So, are you using this to control Kazama Ruri?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was relieved, and understanding flashed in his eyes.

She had always wondered why Fengjian Ruri was so horrified by the king's murderous intentions but still allowed it to go unchecked. Her unwillingness to kill the king could be explained by the fact that the substitute's killing was useless, but there must be other reasons for obeying the order.

Now it seems--

"You didn't just obey, but you were forced to obey. After you rescued him from being hacked to death by Yuan Zhisheng in the mountain town, did you give him a psychological suggestion in some way?" the girl asked with narrowed eyes.

"For your imagination."

The king said no more. He finally understood that talking too much would lead to mistakes. He couldn't play psychological warfare against the weirdo in front of him, so he just quietly observed the girl's reaction. After confirming that it had no impact, he fell silent. After a long time, he turned to speak.

"I've asked Kazama Ruri to go to Genji Heavy Industries. I know his thoughts, but it's useless. He can't resist this voice. And now-"

"It's just a race of time. Even if you find evidence of the mole, you still need to pass on this information. And Kazama Ruri has already set off. You are betting that the little girl named Yabuki Sakura downstairs can stop him and survive until Are you going down?"

The king whispered hoarsely.

"Well, it's just a race against time."

The girl's face still had a slight smile, but it lost its warmth.

The time accumulation gap between her and the general was too great, and even she could only go so far.

The winning rate started to change from 0, and the Japanese underworld, which was like a stagnant water, and even the entire hybrid force began to change.

But the price is to let yourself, Genji Heavy Industries.

Let Miss Sakura bear the risk.

Genji Sheng has heard the synthesized sound and is naturally on his way here. And Kazama Ruri will choose to leave the Tokyo Tower under the order of the king. The generals of both sides will change positions, and the result will be the destruction of Genji Heavy Industries, and the most people here will kill Kill a king's puppet.

At that time, the evidence obtained by Fujimaru Ritsuka will naturally be meaningless.

so--

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the king, and calmly put his hands into his trouser pockets, rummaging for what he needed.

She said nothing because she knew that the war would begin next.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed outside Tokyo Tower, and the pure white high pillars connected the sky and the earth, almost instantly illuminating people's bloodless faces, and the accompanying deafening roar was like the claws of a dragon breaking out of its cocoon. Scars were left on the earth that could never be repaired. The wings stirred up the atmosphere and spread like water patterns. People held their breaths to digest the thick fear in their hearts.

At the same time, the music that had finished playing started to play again at some point.

This time it is the third movement, G major-E major-G major, compound rhythms of 12/8 and 4/4. A scherzo is mixed with a march without the sonata form of the development. People who have heard this part of the music say that this movement is like the climax of a battle.

Blood seeped into the cracks in the yellow sand, leaving irregular scarlet stains. The soldiers held their battle flags high and roared through the sky. The dust and saltpeter buried the roar of their swords and halberds.

That was definitely not joyful, but tragic.

It's a pity that Fujimaru Ritsuka never believed that the long night was coming.

——Because the torch is in your hand.

The girl took out the contents of her pocket and spread them out in front of the king.

That is

A pair of gloves?

"Although it's sudden, Wang Jiangsang, do you like reading?"

The white light behind illuminated the girl, extending brightly and naturally, like a crescent moon above the lake, half of it sinking to the bottom of the water, and the other half covering the sky and the sun. It was vast and shocking.

The girl's orange eyes were so bright under the white light, and there was no sign of timidity even when she looked into the eyes of the next-generation golden pupils.

Even more passionate and brighter.

"——Have you ever heard of Jacob's siblings?"

The signal for the climax of the battle was the roar of swords and halberds colliding.

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ps: This chapter is three in one and has 7,000 words. What does it mean to be a superman? Please take a look, I've coded these all out, but the foreshadowing has been buried before, and there are hints or explicit hints a few chapters ahead.

The conversations with Minamoto, the whispers with Sakura Yabuki, the deliberate walking around in the observatory, the close-ups of hands intentionally written when using the walkie-talkie, how to infer that Tachibana Masamune and Ou Sho are the same person (this is The hardest part, but I explained the logic in this chapter. I don’t know if you can understand what I mean.) Actually, there should be more, but I am an author who has not saved the manuscript, so many of the ideas I thought of were already too late and could not be stuffed. Go in.

So this is just an idiot like me trying to bring my vision into Fujimaru-san. After thinking hard about a whole meal of fried glutinous rice balls in the air fryer, I came up with something that I can probably do. If I can think of it, then Ritsuka can think of my uncle. It's something twice as powerful, please create a twice as powerful Lixiangren in your own mind! (

This is all information that can be inferred and guessed from what the doctor has done. The Doctor didn't deliberately strengthen or weaken it (there was no battle of wits in the original work). Anyway, I enjoyed writing it, but I don't know if I understood it clearly.

Tired, I'm just not good at writing about wits and I like writing, just writing.