Where's my childhood sweetheart?

The red bloodstains are very regular, just like the cheese that Tom placed to seduce Jerry, and the bloodstains extending to the alley are exactly the same even in the middle.

Ayou simply wondered if the person who did this had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The two walked to the edge of the alley following the bloodstains, looking at the dark and gloomy alley, Fukuzawa Yukichi stopped in his tracks.

At this time, it is not a wise choice to let the little girl around me leave alone, and it is not acceptable to leave the bloodstain alone.

Thinking of this, Fukuzawa Yukichi lowered his head.

"Follow me."

He ordered calmly, and then walked ahead along the bloodstains.

Fukuzawa Yukichi is still confident in his own strength. It is not a problem to protect the people around him, and the ability of the other party is not weak.

Ayou blinked and followed Fukuzawa Yukichi. She looked up at the quiet surroundings, silently diffused her mental power, began to scan the surroundings, and quietly constructed illusions.

The blood stained all the way to the innermost part of the alley, and at the end of the end was a dead end.

Fukuzawa Yukichi frowned, looked at the last pool of blood, and thought about it.

The blood is gone here, it is obvious that someone deliberately lured him here, since this is the case...

Fukuzawa Yukichi hugged Ayou with one hand, and jumped instantly, avoiding the sudden attack behind him.

"You are the one."

Fukuzawa Yukichi put down Ayou, and turned to look at the masked and cloaked man who failed in the sneak attack.

"The one who brought me here."

The masked man lowered his head and his voice was low and mysterious.

"Give death to those with supernatural powers, and give eternal rest to those with supernatural powers in the mud."

"Is it a superhuman killer?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi looked awe-inspiring.

"If your goal is not just me, then I can't let you go."

After all, the Armed Detective Agency has a bunch of different abilities.

"You can't hurt me."

The masked man had no emotion, his voice was cold.

"No matter how strong a martial arts master is, he cannot avoid attacks launched outside his consciousness."

Ayou tilted her head, silently lowering her sense of presence.

unexpected?No, she already felt it.

Feeling the few drops of blood floating in the sky in the blind spot on the back, Ayou found an angle, then raised her hand, and at the same time the illusion was activated, directly pulling the man in the mask and cloak into the illusion.

Attack?Very good!She likes it best!come!Attack on her!Is it an assassination?penetrate?Or poison?

Ayou's eyes sparkled, looking at the man in the mask and cloak full of anticipation.

In the next second, those few drops of blood formed a line, with words looming in it, and then quickly shot downward like a bullet.

The target - the neck with Fukuzawa Yukichi.

However, this is only the target in the eyes of the masked and cloaked man. In reality, the blood is aimed at Ayou's raised hand, which is not far behind.

In the illusion that Ayou condensed, the man in the mask and cloak succeeded, so he started nagging.Fukuzawa Yukichi, who stood still and was not attacked in the slightest, seemed to have a calm face, but his heart was bewildered.

At this time, Ayou had already retracted the hand that was attacked, and Fukuzawa Yukichi just thought that the attack was missed when he turned his head, but looking at the man in the mask and cloak who was obviously nagging on the premise of his success, Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly raised a question mark in his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered the ability that Ayou had exposed.

illusion.

Because almost 90% of illusionists are active in Europe, and they are either lone rangers or subordinates of various organizations, so for Japan, their understanding of illusionists is actually not much.

Public information on the surface is one thing, but it is impossible to expose the housekeeping skills of other illusionists casually.

You know, illusionists are also strong and weak.

But now, looking at the masked and cloaked man, Fukuzawa Yukichi only had one answer left in his heart.

But he didn't relax, his body was still vigilant against the man in the mask and cloak, Fukuzawa Yukichi lowered his head and looked at him to signal.

'Illusionism? '

Ayu nodded affirmatively.

"Do you want me to catch him..."

Before she finished speaking, Ayou suddenly felt a shock, the scenery in front of her blurred instantly, and the maintenance of the illusion began to be unstable.

In order to maintain her balance, she could only hold Fukuzawa Yukichi's sleeve tightly.

Even so, she is still trying to maintain the illusion, but the sudden weakness seems to be gradually draining her physical strength and spirit, making the masked and cloaked man jump over the wall and escape directly after nagging.

Thinking back to the other party's last words before running away, Ayou looked down at her bloody palm.

She had obviously been treated, but the wound didn't mean to heal at all.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to wake up, but it only made her dizzy. Unable to control it, Ayou fell to the ground.

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned around and saw the scene where Ayou was lying in a pool of blood with a pale face and his eyes closed.

Although it was very clear that the blood on the ground was not hers, Fukuzawa Yukichi saw it very clearly.

On his sleeve, the place that Ayou had just grabbed was bright red.

"What's wrong……"

A few words floated out in a daze, and Fukuzawa Yukichi's mind resounded loudly.

As if he had been hit by a sap suddenly, his thinking stopped functioning in an instant, but the first thing to recover was not his thinking, but his body.

Almost without control, he squatted down and picked up the girl who fell on the ground.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized it in his mind.

The torrent of memory turned into a silver wolf, and it charged with all its strength, so the deepest door was knocked open.

It maintained an indomitable momentum, and rushed straight to Fukuzawa Yukichi.

then

—Memory confluence.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out to be so.

Quyou, Luanbu, and myself.

The first encounter in the theater, the subsequent following, the later helplessness, and the final compromise.

Then, for these two children, he started the Armed Detective Agency.

Fukuzawa Yukichi closed his eyes fiercely, his heart seemed to be pinched by something, and it was filled with a very obvious sadness.

Obviously existed from the very beginning, helped everyone, and tolerated everyone, such a gentle child.

Why do you say things that don't matter to you?

How can you say that you are not important?

Taking a deep breath, Fukuzawa Yukichi suppressed all the emotions in his heart.

Now is not the time to think about these things, he has to send Ayou to the hospital.

He recalled what the masked man said before, and frowned fiercely.

□□, disease, loneliness, poison.

and so……

"It's poisoning."

what channel?gas?then what?That blood... and the previous attack...

For a moment, Fukuzawa Yukichi thought of the attack that he characterized as being missed, and he thought of his bloody sleeve, and directly raised Ayou's hand.

The wound pierced the entire palm, leaving a red spot the size of a pinhole in the middle.

However, it was such a small trace, but at this moment, bright red blood was slowly oozing out.

Is it because of this wound?

"I...it's fine..."

Ayou closed her eyes, but she did not lose consciousness. She tried hard to suppress the inexplicable erosion.

You can be unconscious, but not now.

At least after leaving the detective agency!

Feeling that he lost all his strength and was about to run out after being picked up by Fukuzawa Yukichi, Ayou quickly grabbed the opponent's collar to stop his behavior.

"...Wait a minute, Mr. Fukuzawa, don't go out."

Her eyes were barely half-opened, and her hand grasping the clothes was extremely hard.However, under the action of the toxin, it looked like it was just hanging lightly on Fukuzawa Yukichi's collar.

Coordinating with mental strength and adjusting the body, Ayou began to explain.

"I've tricked him with illusions, making him think he's got it."

Fortunately, she has strong mental strength. Although the poison is really powerful and can even weaken her mental strength, it's okay for her to overdraw and temporarily suppress it.

After all, there are few people who can overdraw at will like her, and their lives are not up to their fate. _(:з」∠)_

Fukuzawa Yukichi understood instantly, but his attitude was extremely firm.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, now we have to go to the hospital!"

If he hadn't brought her out, she would never have encountered such a thing.

This is not a question of whether the other party wants to die, he admitted that he really couldn't detect that attack in advance.If it wasn't for what Ayou did, he would have been tricked by now.

At this moment, the one who fell to the ground should be himself.

So

——He couldn't afford such a substitution.

"not like this."

Ayou took a breath, and started to activate the big trick.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, I don't know if Ranpo told you, but I have the ability to heal."

She looked into Fukuzawa Yukichi's eyes sincerely.

"Give me some time and I'll get back to shape."

She didn't lie, she was indeed preparing to restore her 'status', but it was just a recovery.

His ability to heal doesn't do much for poisoning, after all. (cough)

Facing Ayou's confident eyes, Fukuzawa Yukichi chose to believe after a few seconds of careful consideration.

Although she had been hiding the fact that she had been committing suicide, Ayou had never lied to them.

"5 minutes."

He pursed his lips, his voice calm.

"...5 minutes? That's fine."

Ayou closed her eyes and concentrated again.

Seeing that Ayou closed his eyes again as if in a coma, Fukuzawa Yukichi stood up straight, holding his arms steady like an old dog, without trembling at all.

In order to make Ayu more comfortable, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is already very experienced in taking care of "children" (mainly bear children) moved his arms slightly, and adjusted a position that can make the person in his arms feel comfortable. A more comfortable posture.

It's not that he has done this before, but that he has a better understanding of the human body.

Five minutes later, when Fukuzawa Yukichi was about to go out, Ayu opened his eyes.

"Mr. Fukuzawa, I can do it."

If you suppress it, you can last for three to five hours at least!

Silently following Ayou's gesture and putting her on the ground, Fukuzawa Yukichi looked down at her.

There was a trace of tiredness in the bent eyes, but it did not affect her rosy complexion in the slightest.

She was still smiling, with a hint of apology in her voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fukuzawa."

Pointing to Fukuzawa Yukichi's sleeve that was stained with his own blood.

"Accidentally stained your clothes."

The originally clean dark green pair became very abrupt because of the infestation of red, and Ayou felt very embarrassed.

It's one thing to get your own clothes dirty, but quite another to get someone else's clothes dirty.

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't look at his sleeves, his eyes fixed on Ayou's appearance at the moment, and his heart was full of sighs.

How can mere clothes be compared with people?

Do you have to be so indifferent to yourself?

Why not focus on yourself?

Fukuzawa Yukichi raised his hand and slowly placed it on top of Ayou's head.

"These little things don't need an apology."

There was a softness rarely seen in his voice, and he said a word softly.

"I remember now."

Ayou's eyes suddenly widened.

What's going on?What the hell?What do you remember again? ? ?