The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

"Hmph, the Dark Emperor is omnipotent."

Kunikida didn't bother to complain about this strange self-proclaim at this moment, "How should I do it?"

"useless."

And when he answered, a voice came from behind, with a pleasant and sickly smile lingering in the coldness of the bone marrow.

Kunikida opened his eyes wide. At the same time, he pulled out an automatic pistol from his notebook, turned around sharply, and pointed the gun at the bushes behind him, "Who?"

——It was empty.

They walked over vigilantly, and the sharp-eyed Atsushi Nakajima noticed a black object with sharp corners emerging from the mud.Kunikida cautiously walked aside, didn't pick it up, but just looked at it, for fear of any conspiracy. "This is... a communication device used to transmit the voice from the other end?"

"You guessed it right."

From the other end of the black object came the calm voice of the leader of the House of the Dead Rats. It didn't look like someone who was being chased and fled, but like a voyeur hiding in a dark corner and watching them perform as clowns.

Kunikida pressed the headset to call the member in charge of monitoring and tracking, and asked with a frown, "Assembly, this is Kunikida from the detective agency. What's the situation with the person in charge of tracking those mice?"

"what?"

The other end was in charge of monitoring the combined sniper Mark, who was the one who manipulated the combined weapons to shoot the helicopter of the House of Death just now.He has been focusing on passing on the real-time position of the enemy in the "Eye of a Thousand Flies" floating in front of his eyes.

The three-dimensional image suspended in the air projects the actual battle situation, and the transparent human body runs in the model in the perspective of the whole picture, no matter where you escape, there is nowhere to hide.

At present, the gangster organization of this island country, that is, the vicious dogs in the port mafia are biting the rats fleeing in the secret passage, but inside the mountain full of mud and rocks, it is Ivan who can completely control the earth and rocks. world.

The flying traps and poison flew past Akutagawa, scratching his exposed skin, but even this did not stop the pace of this man who was advancing like a mad dog; the group of samurai pursued and intercepted him around another route .The intersection of the two routes happened to be the end point that the mice were about to reach. As long as they moved forward at this speed, the three groups would definitely meet.

He never imagined that he could manipulate such a supernatural weapon—that boy who can do this without supernatural powers is really an astonishing "miracle boy".Even if it is an ordinary person without supernatural powers, if he is brought back to the motherland, he will probably be coveted and enshrined by various organizations.

"The hunt is all right! Yeah——" Mark operated the "Eye of the Flies" excitedly, following the few people who ran in front.He was not familiar with Chinese as a second language, but he didn't notice the font of an unknown country that appeared on the screen. "The leader of the House of the Dead, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky, and his subordinate Ivan Goncharov are at the forefront of the hunting queue, and their vision has not been lost! There is no abnormality !"

At the same time, the tracking battle of the secret passage reached a breaking point.

Akutagawa, full of anger, appeared behind Ivan and Feordo covered in blood. Behind him, the black sickle like a scorpion's tail raised fiercely, avoiding the thick rock pierced from the ground, and aimed at the deadly rats. waving away.The swords coming from the other end blocked Feordo who had nowhere to escape.

Akutagawa grinned grimly: "Scream, you shady mice."

Black thorns emerged from Feordo's back, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark waiting for a fatal blow. Its teeth pierced the driver's body fiercely, and then went straight to Feordo. .

With a puff.

Feordo didn't react, the heart was directly penetrated by Rashomon's attack, the black snake was pulled out from the enemy's body, and the enemy fell to the ground like a rag. "Wait?!" The swordsmen were shocked, the murderer behind the murder of the master was the chief culprit of so many tragedies!He must have information and news related to this disaster, how could he be killed so easily?

There was a bloodthirsty light in Akutagawa's eyes, "It doesn't matter, it's the same to keep this one. If you dare to provoke the dignity of the port mafia, this is the end."

It's over, and it can't be undone.

Countless knives rested on Ivan's neck, and the hem of the black clothes pierced the Russian's head like a poisonous needle. It seemed that as long as the opponent made a slight movement, countless deadly weapons would cut off his neck and pierce him. brain.

But the strange thing is that under such circumstances, the man who stood defenselessly showed a pleasant smile. The smile stretched from the corner of his mouth to the pinna, forming a very strange arc. The more he smiled, the more he smiled. loudly. "Hahaha, I didn't expect that the honor of being able to complete the last important mission before the master left would befall me, Ivan." He wiped away the tears from his laughter, "How could the master die before Ivan? These people are too naive, right?"

Several people looked at each other, and looked at the body of "Fyodor" on the ground in horror.

Akutagawa stepped forward and quickly discovered the clues that he had overlooked in the dark just now. He said angrily, "Is this fake?! Impossible, all your actions are under our surveillance."

"The dummy made of special soil can not only complete the imitation, but even simulate the heat of the human body." Ivan looked through the mountain like a lover, and he stood there with his arms tied, letting the swords tear his body away. Hands bound, "Master, you have already left here."

"Where is he?!"

The other party just smiled morbidly and did not continue talking.

Mark, who was in charge of monitoring, also noticed the situation, and he immediately passed the news that the leader of the House of Death had escaped to everyone.

Kunikida Doppo also got the news, and everyone looked at the terminal on the ground as if facing a big enemy.

Feordo over there said softly, "How about it, let's confirm the news."

"Even if you find me now, it's useless. This catastrophe for all sinful people will not end easily."

"The supernatural powers that affect their minds still remain in their bodies. Even if the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Section in your country perform a city-wide air update, it will be useless. As far as I know, the supernatural weapons that have come out now should only be able to do so to a limited extent. It works on a small number of people. At least before the development of a weapon that can cover the entire city with an ineffective ability, this land has been chopped and burned by people with hot weapons." Feordo sighed, " It takes decades to establish order, but it collapses in an instant."

After the opposite party laughed, the terminal became silent again.

Is it really necessary to watch their homes be destroyed? !Kunikida clenched his fists, trembling with anger.At this moment, he suddenly felt that someone poked his arm.

"Humans, do you still need the help of the Dark Emperor?" Guang Zhou poked the other party with his finger impatiently.

"You-chan, can you solve it?" Dun suddenly looked up at the boy.

Guang Zhou was about to bring a laptop, and his fingers were flying on the keyboard.

Soon, dense codes were drawn across the black screen.Within tens of seconds, most of the network defense systems in Yokohama were breached. Whether it was mobile phones, TVs, computers, or large screens used to place advertisements in large shopping malls, they were all replaced by the same screen.This is the most effective method Youzai tested in the last world... to save the world.

At the same time, in this land, the red-eyed people who smashed, looted, and burned looked up at the big screen.The speakers, which were intact for now, faithfully projected sound.At the same time, Mori Owai, the leader of the port mafia, signaled to his subordinates to let go of the authority to let the voice spread throughout the port mafia.He glanced at the junior members of the headquarters who were unable to control the riots, and ordered his men wearing gas masks to lead the armed team to use a loudspeaker device to project these sounds into the neighborhood where the sound system had been damaged, so that everyone could hear them.

The teenager who appeared on the big screen took out a manuscript from his pocket and spread it out in an area where the computer screen could not see it.

He read in a very sad tone, "My subjects, first of all, I must first apologize, it was I who released the Russian Black Rat Man, let him do harm to the world, wreak havoc on one side, and caused so much damage. "

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: "?" Subject?

Feordo, who was also looking at the picture in the dark, froze.

"..."

Does the rustic title of Russian Black Ratman refer to...?

"That's right, this Russian black mouse man is a black mouse named Fyodor Taro."

This nonsense guy seemed to know what he was thinking, and instantly resolved his doubts.

Someone who didn't know why saw a young man wearing glasses suddenly appeared behind the big screen, and was staring viciously at the talking black-haired boy in front of him with fiery eyes.

"As for the second matter."

Kunikida thought that this guy was finally getting to the point, but he heard this guy speak slowly. "I am the Emperor of Darkness. Although your subjects do not know me, this name will fill the souls of each of you from now on. Today is also the founding ceremony of the Dark Empire in this world." The boy behind the screen The scenery kept moving up, and it seemed that he stood up suddenly.

The grand and witty background music spread from the other end to the entire Yokohama land, like old people dancing on the scalps of all of them in a disco dance, which immediately made the port mafia members holding the megaphones They felt that they were mentally retarded, and they even felt that ordinary people who had followed their own dark thoughts put down their busy sabotage career, and eagerly picked up the crowbar and shovel that were put aside and looked at them.

The screen was still going on, and Guangzhou solemnly announced to the screen and the world behind the screen, and shouted wildly in front of the computer camera, "This empire was launched when the rats in the dead house escaped, and the evil spirits of the chicken breast kingdom released by human beings were triggered. Day of Riot!"

Everyone was stunned: "..."

"Since my real body came to Yokohama for many days, looking around here, warlords are divided, gangsters are prevalent, starvation is everywhere, people with supernatural powers have their own way, and civilians worry about survival all day long."

The eyes of the ordinary man with the murder weapon in his hand flickered, and the haze inside was lifted a few strands.

The fact is also true. Ordinary people living in Yokohama are still in dire straits. Its geographical location at the port and its status as a concession make it suffer from the sea breeze all year round, and there are many gaps and gaps in the law.Stray bullets from gang fights splashed around me countless times when I went out to buy groceries. Armed smugglers and foreign fugitives moved unscrupulously in unsupervised corners. In the cracks of death.

The Dragon Head War, which lasted 88 days and left Yokohama with corpses and countless innocent lives, evaporated the aborigines and their power relations together, causing a huge explosion on Leibo Street with a diameter of 2 kilometers.

What is the most common scenery in Yokohama?Orphaned children who have grown up abused, robbed, and starved will say that looking up from a slum or an orphanage there is no hopeful sky.

It's like hell.

"Survive, live, no matter what.—Is this what the humans living in think? The orphans surrounded by abuse and plunder grew up and became the backbone of this land. Knowing that they need to kill and hate to survive, they have gone the way of the older generation, passing this nightmare down from generation to generation."

The young man closed his eyes and pointed his arms towards the blue sky, "However, all of this is over. I will start a new era and let my successor fulfill my will in this world instead of me. Then, everything hidden in the human body In the power inside, obey the order of the dark emperor,—the power is eliminated!"

Overwhelming invisible fluctuations oscillated with him as the center of a circle, and the personality that used speech as the medium was transmitted to everyone on the land of Yokohama through electromagnetic waves through sound.The principle decomposition of supernatural abilities can be infinitely more complicated than that of ordinary personalities, just like the comparison between college mathematics and simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.After Guangzhou obtained the plan in Ivan's brain through "telepathy", he has been decomposing the principle of this superpower in his brain.

The huge power of another world covered the entire sky of Yokohama like a huge hemisphere, and sprinkled the rescued snow all over the ground.Ordinary people who have been relieved of their negative status by their personality looked at the kitchen knife and crowbar in their hands, almost turning pale. The sound of countless weapons falling on the ground sounded one after another, and there were clanging and clanging sounds everywhere.

These people are stunned, the memory of what they did before is still fresh, and the dark thoughts are magnified countless times by the magnifying glass and explode in their minds, crossing the boundaries of morality. It was completely out of his own state, when he heard another voice coming from mid-air.

"Starting today, the Dark Empire will open a new chapter in this land! Your Highness, declare the establishment of the Dark Empire! And appoint the supernatural attendant Oda I summoned as the elder of the Dark Empire Fentuo!— ——From now on, the establishment of the "Pigworth School of Magic" and the linkage "Abyss Train" amusement park project will be launched!"

"..."

Everyone stared blankly at the young man on the screen who took the time to save the world and then hurriedly started the founding ceremony.

Just do it.

"..." Mori Ogai felt a chill when he heard the abyss train.

Three days later, most of the supernatural weapons were recovered, and the newly established organization called "Empire of Darkness" pretentiously issued an announcement to the port mafia that it would annex the "Abyss Seller".The original supernatural weapons were all monopolized by the Supernatural Secret Service Division at a huge price, and they were used to deal with unpardonable death row prisoners.If the test is not passed, "amnestics" are administered, with personality erasure as punishment.

Oda Saku also knew the whole process of his death from Dazai, and also knew the fate of the children he adopted, which was almost a fatal blow to him.The heartbroken Oda Saku discovered that there is almost no motivation in this world to support him to live-the child who carried all his kindness and love has been gone for four years, and the MIMIC leader Gide who killed the child He was also shot dead by his former self.

Before Oda Saku fell into despair and depression, he was forcibly taken out of his autistic hut by Guang Zhou, and he was given the sacred position of "Elder of Fentuo of the Dark Empire" in public.

The dejected Oda Tsukuru followed the Dark Emperor here and there, and witnessed him gain a large number of loyal subordinates, even including the former port mafia cadre A's subordinates, and then sold a large number of supernatural weapons to supernatural agents Ke made a huge amount of money, and finally, this vigorous young man ruled all the orphanages and slums in Yokohama in just a few days!

Odasaku: "..."

God knows, when Odasaku looked at the orphan looking at him timidly or defensively or curiously, his heart would melt.

Guangzhou drew a big circle with his arm, indicating that this territory is his, and then said proudly to Oda Tsukuru, "All the human cubs in this land are contracted for you by Your Highness." !"

"..." Odasaku didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Yu himself was just a cub, but he always claimed to be mature.After laughing for a long time, Odasaku looked at the black-haired boy solemnly, "Thank you for everything you have done."

Guang Zhou looked at him deeply, "Elder Oda, serve the empire well. Your Highness knows that among all my servants, I am the most suitable to be an elder. Teach and cultivate, dispel the shadow of Yokohama's next generation, this is the alien I summoned. The innate ability to serve. The dark clouds in your heart will reopen the gaps that allow sunlight to shine in for these cubs."

"I heard from Bandage Freak No. [-] that you feel that you have lost the qualification to write. Then from today, His Highness will give you a new copy that is completely written by you." Guangzhou took out a thick-skinned copybook. The blank book was placed in the hands of Odasaku, and a few typewritten words, "Dark Empire Literary Heroes" were printed on the cover made of a hard shell.Turning the page again, it is a gift from the boy.

"There's sacrack, acraeverything, that'showthelightgetsin (there's a crack in everything, but that's where the light gets in too.)——The Dark Emperor gave it to Oda's attendant on the first day of Kikyo month in the sparkling wine year."

Odasaku was a little dazed, feeling the heavy weight on his hands, unable to speak for a long time.

When he looked up again, the person had disappeared.

"Now our armed detective agency can be regarded as a veritable armed detective agency."

Kunikida glanced at the decorations in the detective agency, remembering how many weapons hidden under the ordinary walls that kid Mitsuyuu secretly put in - enough to level Yokohama, his heart trembled uncontrollably.

"Well~ After all, it's You." Luanbu clicked, chewing potato chips and puffing his cheeks in response.

Kunikida sighed, "Leaving so many things from the "Abyss Seller" to us, I am guilty of committing crimes. I am afraid that the days to come will not be peaceful. I don't know how many big and small gangsters and organizations will come Harass us, we are not as impregnable as the dark empire that Oda Tsukuru sits in now.This time, let's notify the staff in the cafe early to avoid the limelight. "

"But even so, there is no reason for those greedy rats to steal and snatch what Youjun gave us."

Miyazawa was completely limp on the table like a ball of melted ice cream, and his face squeezed into a ball by the tabletop was like a bulging rice cake, he said inarticulately.

"Huh? Finished eating..."

I don't know if there is Luanbu who is listening, grabbing the two ends of the bag containing potato chips with both hands and pouring them down, pouring only bits and pieces of crispy residue on the messy table.He casually swept the packaging bag aside, and began to fumble in the pile of unopened snacks at the other end.

Suddenly touched a hard object that was cold to the touch, Luanbu grinned suspiciously, and then touched the thing buried under the snack, "Oh, so it's this."

"Mr. Ranpo, what is this?" Tanizaki, the assistant next to him, looked at the black plate. The dark reflective glass surface only reflected his curious face, and nothing else could be seen.

Randomly throwing the tablet into the pile of snacks, he muttered, "This...hey, where is my strawberry white chocolate, I can't find it anywhere!...This is the ability left by Yu It’s a weapon. Although it was given to me, it’s useless after I’ve used it once.”

weapon? !

Tanizaki was terrified when he saw the chaotic steps that could be called rough movements: "!!!"

Kunikida walked over, frowned and picked up the black tablet, "It's more like a weapon than a disassembled thin computer screen. Does it have any special function?"

"It's not considered a weapon, it's just a supernatural item." Luanbu, who couldn't find the limited amount of strawberry white chocolate, was completely slumped on the chair, and he picked up a detective book and covered his face with a page , "You named him "The Call from the Eighteenth Hell", as for the effect. "

The big detective said indifferently.

"That's—you just need to say the name of a deceased acquaintance to this person, whether it's a relative or a friend, as long as he is not in this world, he will call back the soul on Huangquan Road."

"What do you mean?"

"It's an opportunity to talk to the dead! It's just a supernatural item to make up for regrets and mourn!"

"!"

"Is there a chance to talk to the dead...?" Someone murmured.

No matter how lightly Luanbu put it, the complexions of several people in this room changed at the same time.From the other end, there was a crisp crackling sound when the object fell into pieces.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Dun with a stiff and unnatural expression. His gaze was fixed on the ground strewn with documents and decorations, as if he was looking at the void. In the end, he seemed to give up something. Turning around, scratching his head in embarrassment, "That...Mr. Ranpo, can you lend me this supernatural weapon? ——I'll return it to you soon."

Everyone here knew Atsushi Nakajima's life experience, and everyone looked at each other tacitly. Although everyone knew that he was such a brooding person, as adults, they chose to remain silent.

The soul summoned back from the other side is always bound by inextricable resentment and incomprehension, or peace and tranquility, or regret and lamentation.Even if he said let go and forgive, in front of such an opportunity, he couldn't help but want to know what that person still didn't have time to say before he left this world.

By the time the red-eyed Dun came back from the office with his tablet in his arms, half an hour had passed. Everyone was busy with their own affairs, walking in disorder and still maintaining the posture of covering their faces with books. Asleep and still thinking, even Kunikida didn't look sideways, and didn't even reprimand Rentora for running away for so long during work.

It was five o'clock.

Watching Nakajima leave, Kunikida sorted out the documents without looking up, "Mr. Ranpo, what do you think the dean will say?"

"As a great detective, I can think of this kind of thing even without reasoning—" Ranbu propped up his lazy body, and sat upright on the chair.

This chair was also left by Guang Zhou. I am afraid that all the terrorists who attempted to invade the detective agency could not imagine what kind of armed monster this chair would turn into when they attempted to attack.

At this moment, the always childish Luanbu was very calm, and his tone was very light, "That is——"I'm sorry". "

Kunikida's movements became slower and slower, and finally stopped, "Now that kid should be relieved. Hmph, I don't have to look at such a sad and complaining face at all." The man's mouth was mean, but the corners of his eyes curled up A warm smile,

Kunikida absent-mindedly stuffed the documents back into the cabinet, paused inexplicably, and then realized——

The documents that are full inside are no longer neatly arranged according to the strict library sorting method.

In the day-to-day struggle with Guang Zhouyou for arranging books, his "International Library Arrangement Method" was tragically defeated by the "Colorful Sorting Method", "Imaginary Sorting Method", " Dark Emperor Ultimate Sorting Method".

Just like he didn't know Osamu Dazai, it was often difficult for him to imagine what was going on in the mind of this black-haired boy who used to sit in the same office as them.

Later, he got used to the smart butler bat equipped by Guangzhou in the office.

It can even be said to be a fanatical obsession.

Because this mechanical bat with unknown operating principle can not only clearly tell him the specific location of the files, but also tell him the daily weather, current news, encyclopedic knowledge, and even have the ability to communicate, organize and organize according to the urgency of the matter. The order in which all delegated functions are reported.

God knows, when he learned about these functions, how much effort he took to control his expression of astonishment.

To this end, he also changed the daily schedule recorded in his notebook.

— After walking into the office at eight o'clock sharp, first listen to the news and weather from the butler bat.

In addition, he used his power for personal gain, sneaking a bat equipped in the office of the detective agency back to his residence every day.After all, this "ideal butler" who is enough to match his ideal is just a gadget for serving tea and water in the eyes of others!

"That guy, I don't know whether he did it on purpose or not - he always does this! I left these things here, and I didn't say whether I forgot or wanted to give them to someone!"

"I guess," Luan Bu lowered his eyes, and said softly, "He probably... feels that someone among us needs it."

Kunikida remained silent, he closed his eyes slightly to hide the inexplicable sourness that suddenly surged up in it, a sourness that made people want to cry and laugh at the same time.

Very inexplicable.

After a while, he resumed his rigorous style: "It's time to get off work, today's commissions have been completed, so I'll leave first. Goodbye, Mr. Ranpo——"

"But having said that, why did that tablet disappear again, tsk, maybe Atsushi took it to play again, the current members are really good. And Dazai, the troublemaker who jumped to the dark empire of Youjian to harm Oda That day, I was so happy that I was about to cry, I grabbed the ground with my head..."

"Hey, didn't Akutagawa from the Port Mafia run over there too..."

Talking to himself, Kunikida walked towards the door. At an angle that he couldn't see from the random steps, he reached out and caught a chubby mechanical bat with a dull expression, and stuffed it in with lightning speed. He put it in his briefcase, then opened the door of the detective agency with a natural look and left.

The dreamlike purple cotton wool flutters in the sky.

Gazing quietly at dusk in Yokohama.

Countless people let the wind blow through their hair, their eyes wandering far into the sky.Someone murmured in the wind.

"Goodbye, Dark Emperor."

Bungo Stray Dogs? End

The eighth volume of truth, only one