[Comprehensive] Infect the whole world

[Successful return, mission completed, serial number cwe244, code-named Skeleton Song, the virus has been successfully recovered. 】

Kuroki Yuto opened his eyes on the sofa, stretched lazily: "It finally succeeded, it was not easy."

【...You obviously recovered the virus very early, the hard part is earning extra money, right? ] The panel complained.

Yuuto Kuroki was in a good mood, he didn't care about the panel's complaints, and snapped his fingers happily: "List the gene sequences we obtained."

This time it was a big win!

【gained:

Gene fragments: terrestrial affinity, atmospheric affinity, repression, at high energy, metabolic disorder, native biological genes, repression, creationism, Darwinism...]Note

A series of gene fragments are dazzling. These are precious gene fragments extracted from golden leeks, which can be of great benefit to the virus host.

But it can't be injected all at once, after all, some genes have the opposite effect, and unauthorized mixing will cause the original genes to collapse.

Yuto Kuroki thought for a long time, and finally chose two main genes for derivation, and gave other non-resistance genes as gifts.

main gene

【Mutated Gene · Creationism: Reduce virus mutation rate. 】

[Simulation Genetics: Your plague is hard to cure. 】Note

The former is to prevent his characteristics from changing when other genes are added, such as suddenly changing from bringing happiness to over-excitement, and the latter is to make it difficult to research the antidote.

Although according to the original theory, it is almost impossible to manufacture the antidote corresponding to his virus...

The remaining paragenes are gene fragments that enhance infection such as land affinity and ocean affinity, and the more the better.

There are also special abilities derived from psychic worms

[Symbiosis ability: The main body of the virus shares all the life force of the sub-virus and the host by connecting with the sub-virus. lv10]

[Emotional Radar: Worms form psychic abilities, which can detect sad, lonely, and uninfected humans, increasing the infectiousness of the area. lv3] note

Kuroki Yuto looked at his abilities with satisfaction, fell back on the sofa and lay down in a relaxed manner.

His hard work this year was finally not in vain.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a group of white and furry things, and the dog jumped onto the sofa, paws stepping on Kuroki Yuuto's soft belly.

Kuroki Yuuto was almost thrown to the ground by this foot, and was crushed so hard that he stretched out his hand to stroke Gouzi's head: "Come down quickly, don't you have any idea of ​​your own weight?"

Dabai was driven off by him, but he still lingered at his feet, refusing to leave, sniffing here and there, great doubts flashed in his small black bean-like eyes.

"What? How long has it been since you didn't know me?" Yuuto Kuroki, who hadn't seen him for two years, still missed his dog a lot, hugged the dog's head and stroked wildly for a while.

Although he has practiced martial arts for more than two years, he has not changed significantly compared to before. At most, his body has become smoother and more perfect. After all, it follows the gene sequence of the virus, and it will automatically beautify and fine-tune.

Dashiro struggled to break free from Kuroki Yuuto's hand, angrily slapped the boy's paw, pressed it under his body to prevent it from moving, and then lay down beside Yuuto like this.

The big white furry tail inadvertently swept the remote control on the sofa, the remote control fell from the sofa, hit the switch key with a snap, and the TV turned on in response.

Yuuto Kuroki and Shiro turned their heads to look at the TV screen, which was broadcasting field interviews abroad.

The beautiful reporter lady is doing street interviews abroad. When she handed the microphone to a passer-by who bowed his head and asked him what he was looking at, the passer-by looked up in surprise and showed his mobile phone screen to the camera.

"This is a video that's been trending lately." (English)

The passer-by uncle answered the reporter's question boldly, with a smile on his face: "Recently, the Japanese have made a lot of videos on yt, which are about showing their lives. They are very interesting. I can't help but make people laugh!" ( Forced English)

The Japanese reporter seemed surprised, and then interviewed many passers-by. Almost all young people said that there are many interesting videos made by Japanese on yt recently, and there is a strange magic that people can't help but share.

The reporter finally showed to the camera the surprisingly high number of retweets and likes on the foreign yt website, and said with a smile on his face: "In recent years, the happiness value of people's livelihood in Japan has reached a new high. From the shared life videos on yt From the number of submissions, it can be seen that Japan is now living in happiness."

Kuroki Yuto rested his chin, stared at the picture on the TV screen, and twitched his mouth: "Yes, living in perfect happiness."

He opened the map on the panel, and it was no surprise that densely packed red dots had appeared in many countries on it, and the effect of the surprise gift last time had completely exploded.

Although he really wanted to go all out and continue distributing sub-viruses, it was a pity that the deduction of those gene fragments consumed too many DNA points, and he had to store the rest just in case.

I have to continue harvesting leeks...

"Wang!"

"Okay, okay, Dabai, don't lick..."

When one person and one dog were playing around, Yuuto Kuroki's work cell phone rang suddenly. He stopped the dog's big face with one hand, and flexibly opened the listening button with his right hand, and put it to his ear:

"Hey?"

"Yuto, you should have enough rest these two days, right? We should prepare for the next concert." It was the call from the manager, Miko Sato.

Kuroki Yuuto took a lot of effort to remember this, after all, he had been in Hunter World for two years: "Well, okay, but where are you driving this time?"

"Did you forget? We are going to Yokohama. I heard that this area is managed by the Mafia," Miko Sato flipped through the information on Yokohama on the phone. "It sounds terrible, but this is not what you asked to go to at the beginning." Is it? Forgotten so quickly?"

Yuuto Kuroki laughed: "I just woke up a little sleepy. Well, Yokohama, I remembered."

"Well, that's fine, I'll be there soon."

"Yeah, thank you Miko-san."

Yuuto Kuroki hung up the phone, squinted his eyes, and opened the panel map again. This time he zoomed in on the map of Japan, and as expected, he saw a light red area that was particularly conspicuous in the deep red map.

Yokohama District...

It is also a very special area in Japan, and it is also the only place where he has not held a concert in these years.

Now is the time to go back.

Kuroki Yuuto took out his personal mobile phone, and after hesitating for a moment, he entered the very familiar mobile phone number on the mobile phone. He hesitated for a long time on the dial button, and finally sighed and chose to send a text message.

【Brother Zhongye, I'm back. 】

send.

I haven't received a reply for a long time.

Kuroki Yuto stared at the phone that hadn't rang for a long time, and sighed again.

Because he ignored it for too long... But he didn't have much freedom in the beginning, and when he was completely free, no matter how much he texted Zhongya, he would not receive a reply.

Could it be that he was going to miss out on this golden leek?

Kuroki Yuto plucked the dog's fur in annoyance, and accidentally tightened his grip, and Dabai bit his finger.

"Well, Dabai, let go."

Gouzi stared at him without saying a word, then reluctantly let go of it for a long time, and lightly licked the teeth marks on the boy's fingers.

Then he was suppressed by Yuto Kuroki with black lines all over his head: "What's the matter with your little eyes, do you really treat me like a bone?"

The office of the Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Ango Sakaguchi is working in his own place. This place is like a large intelligence center. Every day, the supernatural cases in Yokohama will be gathered here for centralized processing. Everyone is busy and turned into the gears and parts of this large machine. .

A burst of hasty footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. Accompanied by the secretary's anxious dissuasion, the man in a suit and leather shoes pushed open the door of the office. He exuded the charm of a mature man proud of his career, with a hearty smile on his lips: "Yo, this is not Ango, you have finally graduated from Gang Hei."

"Sir, I told you, please wait in the waiting room." The new secretary was about to cry, and turned to Ango Sakaguchi and bowed deeply, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Sakaguchi, I'll let him out right away."

Ango Sakaguchi stood up from his seat, his eyes lingered on the face of the visitor for a long time before he finally realized that this was a friend he hadn't contacted for a long time, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He almost couldn't recognize that this was Yuichiro Sasaki, because he sneaked into Hong Kong and black as an undercover agent soon after, but he only vaguely heard someone mention that this person got a big opportunity and was transferred back to Tokyo early, and he hasn't been in touch since then.

Compared with before, Sasaki's body has really changed a lot. The decadence and vicissitudes on his face have long since disappeared, replaced by the high-spirited self-confidence in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Sasaki."

"This kind of polite talk is unnecessary." Sasaki winked, meaning to have a drink after work, and soon became serious, put his fist to his lips and coughed twice, and handed a document to Sakaguchi Ango, "The above From now on, the Yokohama Special Agents Section will fully cooperate with our mission."

Seeing the special pattern on the document, Ango Sakaguchi shrank his pupils, took it with a solemn expression, and said, "I'm sorry." He opened it and read it on the spot.

After inputting all the information into his mind, Ango Sakaguchi finally understood what the order from above was. He raised his head with complicated eyes: "Is that idol going to hold a concert in Yokohama?"

As a government agency, Ango Sakaguchi also understands the strategic significance of Kuroki Yuto's ability, but because of the turmoil in Yokohama before, he never came to Yokohama, and now he comes suddenly... Is it because Yokohama has formed a triple confrontation pattern?

"That's right, so regarding the safety of the concert, the superiors are also aware of the situation here, so I hope you will involve the other two parties to take charge of this matter this time." Sasaki Yuichiro looked serious, "Please make sure that Kuroki Yuuto's It is safe, and it will do whatever it takes.”

Sakaguchi Ango also solemnly said: "I understand."

Yuichiro Sasaki left quickly, and Ango Sakaguchi sat in his seat after he left, and pressed his forehead: "I didn't expect it to be such a troublesome job."

Contacting the two parties...is not an easy job.

Ango Sakaguchi thought for a long time, and decided to contact Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was easier to negotiate, and put the difficult old fox first.

"Hey, is this President Fukuzawa of the Armed Detective Agency? My side is the Supernatural Secret Service Division. In fact, it is like this..."

-

At this moment, inside the Armed Detective Agency.

Edogawa Ranpo and his two brothers and sisters went out to work, and the others worked on their desks. Only Osamu Dazai was lying on the sofa like a salted fish that had lost hope, as if he had lost his dream of life.

Atsushi Nakajima, as a newcomer to the Armed Detective Agency, is not quite used to this kind of working atmosphere, especially Mr. Kunikida ordered him to supervise Osamu Dazai to complete the work before he left, but it is clear that the little tiger does not have the kind of guidance to scold him Humans can only rack their brains to find topics to try to attract the attention of this salted fish.

"Well, Mr. Dazai, what music are you listening to?" The little tiger started an awkward chat with difficulty.

Osamu Dazai moved his eyelids, and opened his iris-colored pupils with a teasing smile: "Guess?"

Atsushi Nakajima tried his best to search for the few resources left in his mind, but obviously this was too embarrassing for a child born in an orphanage. After holding back for a long time, he whispered: "The song of Hei Shusang?"

No way, he only heard this, because Kuroki Yuto's song is the only one that all orphanages can play, and it's almost becoming a kind of political correctness.

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "No~"

Yosano Akiko happened to pass by, and interjected: "Dazai, he is the only person I've ever met who hates listening to Yuuto's songs."

Atsushi Nakajima widened his eyes in surprise: "Huh? Do you hate it? Why?"

If it was other songs, Atsushi Nakajima would not be surprised if they were hated because of the lack of style, but this is Yuto Kuroki's song?

—How can anyone hate happiness?

"Ah." Atsushi Nakajima suddenly said, "By the way, there are also rumors that Kuroki-san's singing is effective because of his supernatural ability, so it is useless to Mr. Dazai, right?"

Yosano Akiko: "I also think this is the reason."

Osamu Dazai smiled, and said perfunctorily, "...well, almost."

He tilted his head, "I'm curious, why everyone is so obsessed with that kind of singing, obviously the happiness and joy it brings are fake."

That's right, the falsity that will melt at any time like a bubble makes the reality even more unbearable.

Nakajima Atsuka and Yosano Akiko looked at each other, but felt strange about Dazai Osamu's question.

"Is happiness divided into fake and real?" Atsushi Nakajima scratched his face, "I'm sorry, I don't understand very well, but for me, I can listen to this kind of singing before going to bed, even if the day is hard, the night I can also sleep with a smile and have a good dream.”

"It's better to say that for a while I relied on this to survive."

Nodding with Yosano Akiko: "Me too."

"Hmm~~Is that so..." Dazai Osamu muttered some specious words in his mouth, his voice was too low for others to hear clearly.

At this moment, the door opened from the outside, and Kunikida Doppo walked in from the outside holding a letter of appointment, with excitement and nervousness in his expression: "The president has accepted a special commission, and starting today I will select some people to focus on This mission."

Atsushi Nakajima came forward to support him: "What is it?"

"Yuto Kuroki is about to hold a concert in Yokohama." Doppo Kunikida pursed his lips tightly, trying to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, and tried to look serious, "The job of guarding is entrusted to our armed detective agency. This is the responsibility of our detective agency. Proof of recognized strength."

Atsushi Nakajima's paws were also numb from the news, and he said tremblingly: "Dan, serve as that Kuroki Yuuto's guard? Is it true? I'm not dreaming?!"

Patting Atsushi Nakajima's shoulder with Akiko Yosano, he wiped away tears in relief: "I never thought that our detective agency would have such a promising day."

Everyone present fell into a strange excitement and the satisfaction of being recognized, only Osamu Dazai sat alone on the sofa, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Is that person coming back...

-

after one day

Zhong Yuan was still on a business trip, but the boss called him back with an urgent call. The black coat draped over his shoulders set off a dangerous arc because of his fast walking, but was always fixed on the young man's shoulders by gravity.

He hurried into the Hong Kong Hei headquarters building, took the elevator up to the top floor, stopped in front of the boss's room to straighten his sleeves and hat, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Zhong Yuan also walked into the room, took off his hat with one hand and saluted: "Boss."

"Nakahara-kun, don't be so restrained." Mori Ogai folded his hands, resting his chin on the back of his hands, "I'm sorry to call you back during work."

"No, nothing."

"Actually, we in Hong Kong have just received a special commission. I think there is probably no one more suitable than you, so I called you back." Mori Ogai smiled and faxed the special agent department Pass it to Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took it, and his pupils shrank after a rough glance.

"Your younger brother is finally coming back. Congratulations on your brother's reunion."

Zhong Yuan also pinched a corner of this document in embarrassment, opened and closed his mouth several times, and showed a bit of resistance in his eyes: "Can't Akutagawa be responsible?"

He remembered the text message he received yesterday, and he should have turned on the phone immediately, but his reason tightly restrained him.

He couldn't look at it, because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist the urge to write back.

The mafia... shouldn't have anything to do with that dazzling presence on the stage, otherwise it would be unfortunate for both parties...

Zhong Yuanzhong is no longer the boy who waited for news from his brother with his mobile phone every day and night. He also learned a lot as he grew older in Hong Kong and Hei. For example, if he got involved with a mafia, he would be punished What revenge.

These years, revenge and assassination, he has seen the degree of boredom.

【"Zhongye~~, are you still holding your old mobile phone? If it were me, I would definitely destroy it and say, your brother is now a super~super~dazzling~eye existence. Our enemy knows what will happen to the relationship between the two of you, and what will happen if those people on the Internet know~~ You and him will usher in disasters that you didn't expect."

"The big idol has an older brother who is in the mafia, and the hateful mafia has a younger brother who is super obvious. Oh, I can imagine how this tragedy will end now."】

The nasty mackerel had a frivolous smile, and what he said was annoying, but there was still some truth to it.

Therefore, after receiving the news of Kuroki Yuto again at this moment, Nakahara Chuya showed resistance.

"Although Akutagawa is very strong, his temperament is not enough to take on this great task." Mori Ogai knew what Nakahara was also worried about, and still emphasized, "This is an order from the boss."

As soon as these words came out, Zhongyuan Zhong knew that there was no room for refutation in this matter. He knelt down on one knee and said, "Yes, I will do my best to smash all obstacles."

Mori Ogai's gaze fell on Nakahara Nakaya's lowered hat brim, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Nakaya-kun, what you're worried about won't come true." Mori Ogai recalled the conditions he had negotiated with the Supernatural Agent Section, as well as the attitude of the other party's retreat and the absolute protection of Kuroki Yuuto's safety. , I had a rough guess about the status of that idol in the government.

"--I promise."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, the heart that had been silent for a long time in his chest seemed to just wake up, beating strongly.

……

At the same time, Yokohama's forces are not the only ones who have received Kuroki Yuuto's itinerary.

An organization headquarters far away in the United States.

Francis sat at the front of the round table, followed by various members of the organization, with senior secretaries standing beside him.

"Gentlemen, it's finally time for us to set foot on the land of Japan. Although it's still early, I didn't want to scare the snake so early." Francis' eyes fell on a piece of information on the desktop, "But this is the only chance to get in touch with the target. , the idol known as the Pearl of Japan... this time is our only chance."

"I order you to go all out."

"Yes!"

"Then let's go."

After the round table meeting broke up, Francis and the secretary were alone in the room.

"How is she doing?"

"The doctor said that she has become more and more unstable recently. Even if she sings all night, she can't fall asleep, but if the singing stops, her mental state will be bad."

"Really..." Francis pressed his temple and picked up the document on the desktop, "That's right, the strange singing voice of that idol named Yuuto Kuroki is due to his supernatural ability."

"Yes, our informant buried in the government got some information."

Francis closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were full of determination and determination: "Then, continue with the plan."

The situation in Yokohama had already unfolded before Kuroki Yuuto arrived.