Troublemakers come to Yokohama

[Underground Stronghold of Rats of the Dead House] Morning of September 27th

Dirty basement full of dust.

There is a special mouse hiding here, and he is about to welcome a guest.

"Good evening, sir." The thin young man was still wearing a white felt hat in the autumn that was not yet cold, sitting at the table very well, while typing on the keyboard, when the voice fell, he turned his head and showed just the right smile.

"I'm here to look for you, Mister Demon. I've heard of you for a long time~" The silver-haired man smiled slightly, observed the environment and stepped into the room.

Although it is a pity that the Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky of this world did not pick up his pen, the very fact of seeing him is worthy of respect.

It was a meeting through the underground intelligence trading organization, the Rats of the House of Death.

The silver-haired man named Makishima Seigo, after the final death in the country controlled by Sibylla, his consciousness has been in a state of confusion.One day a long time later, when he thought he was going to be repaired and become a member of Sibyl's brain in a boring way, he found that his consciousness touched a book, and with the help of the book, he generated an entity again. Came to another world.

Under the boring shell, Makishima Shenghu thinks this world is extremely interesting.

This is a place where a minority group has a supernatural ability, the level of science and technology is backward, the political form is immature and complicated, and human life is boring and full of sin.The only thing that arouses his interest is that in this world, most of the literary giants have disappeared—as far as the island of Japan is concerned, a literary world without Fukuzawa Yukichi is simply a disaster.

What's more interesting is that Fukuzawa Yukichi became the president of the Armed Detective Agency, the leader of one of the three pillars of maintaining order in Yokohama.

Are all literati important figures in the development of the world?Makishima Seigo showed a funny expression while hacking into the database of the official organization.Hmm, Natsume Soseki... Fukuzawa Yukichi, Edogawa Ranpo, Kunikida Doppo—idealists, haha, it's interesting, Osamu Dazai... Mori Ogai, Nakahara Chuya, the experimental body of the God-making Project... Ango Sakaguchi... let's play a game with these "literary heroes"~

The intelligence of official agencies will always be deleted for the benefit of politicians. After Makishima Shenghu controlled a commercial club through fraud and induction, he started intelligence exchanges with the intelligence organization Rat of the Dead House.After exchanging information several times, one day at the end of September, he invited the Devil, the master of the Rat of the Dead House.

Makishima Shōgo stepped into the house, and the light outside the house was blocked by the dark basement, like a mouse's nest.

At this time, Makishima Shōgo and Majin met their eyes—

Sure enough, they are the same kind.

The smile on Moren Qingjun's face deepened, and he reached out and poured a cup of black tea and handed it to the trader, or his new chess piece.The devil himself is a hidden chess player in the underground world.

"You really don't have supernatural powers. I'm a little bit concerned about that." The devil looked at the trade partner. The other party had placed a lot of orders for the rat of the house of death. A deal was brought up that disrupted Yokohama, which is why they met today.But testing traders is also a must for trading itself.Let alone people like them?

He pushed a chair and sat down opposite the demon. Hearing these words, Makishima Shenghu still took the cup steadily without touching the colorless powder for tracking on the bottom and sides of the cup, and swallowed lightly. A sip of black tea.His sitting posture is correct, but the lower jaw is kept relatively high.

"Thanks for the hospitality." For the first time, a genuine smile appeared in the golden pupils.

Ego, arrogance, doing whatever he wants.It is good use object.Both sides have drawn their impressions of each other in their minds.

This collaboration is very suitable.

The devil said, "How do you think about that matter? How about using the dusk side as the stage?"

Then choose the Armed Detective Agency to do it.

Makishima Sego glanced at the purple pupil of the demon, and replied with a smile, "The light of the Lord covers all places."

No way, Wuzheng, Hong Kong Black, and Ability Affairs Division can't escape.The Seven Deadly Sins are coming to Yokohama.

Greedy, but he has the talent, the Majin thought.If you want to make a move, you must pay special attention to Osamu Dazai.

"Ah, I am looking forward to your actions. There is only one person I am a little curious about. What punishment do you want to impose on him?" The devil guessed, "Are you jealous?"

Do you care so much about your old friend?No, oh, it’s not worth breaking the value of disqualification in the world.Although the crime of being jealous that others have a reason to live is indeed suitable for disqualification in the world.Makishima Shenghu thought casually.

The crimes of the seven deadly sins are headed by arrogance, and the crimes are arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, and lust/desire in descending order.Jealousy is too heavy on Osamu Dazai, and it is necessary for him to survive if he is disqualified in the world.

"That's not right." Putting down the black tea cup, Makishima Seigo coughed loudly as he was choked by the dust in the air.He slowly stopped the fluctuating lungs, got up and left the room, "Let's talk another day."

As the tall and thin figure gradually faded away, the voice floated slowly, "It's greed."

Greed, what an interesting person you are.The demon narrowed his eyes, sighed slightly, picked up the storage disk on the table, got up and left the stronghold.It's a waste to install this liquid bomb/bomb that triggers after 1 minute, and the remaining time after asking the last question is too late to dismantle it.But it just so happened that this stronghold was about to be abandoned.

The devil walked to the shadows in the distance, and then the sound of a big explosion sounded.

[Armed Detective Agency] Near dusk on September 27

"Damn it sucks."

It was clearly a sunny day, Edogawa raised his head in disorder, and shook the wave soda in his hand, which was not left.

"Ah—I'm done drinking the soda, Kunikida should remember to refill it."

Facing Kunikida Doppo's apology, the 26-year-old detective puffed up his cheeks like a child. The afternoon without soda was terrible!Even if you have to eat a big meal to celebrate the joining of the members later, it will never be forgiven!

What made the 6-year-old Ranpo-sama even more depressing was that Kunikida Doppo not only failed to hand over the sweets and snacks to coax him in time, but also dug out a letter and wanted to hand it to him.Osamu Dazai also leaned over curiously, and looked at the "Respectfully, Mr. Edogawa Ranpo" written on the paper.Ah, that looks like an anagram, just let Dazai solve it, I really don’t want to read it!

Mr. Detective has a little temper.

"But Mr. Ranpo, this is a letter sent to you by your fans~" Osamu Dazai got up and handed the envelope to Mr. Detective, then got up and rushed to the door, "Which beautiful river should I choose today~"

Kunikida Doppo was out of shape in an instant, his braids were all up, he tried to catch the corner of Dazai Osamu's windbreaker, but he hesitated because of Ranpo's call.

"Wait - give me the paper cutter." Mr. Detective opened his green eyes, and pulled out the thin letter paper from the envelope.Is the handwriting on the cover also printed?A few key words popped up in his mind, obsessive-compulsive disorder, pleasure offender, extensive knowledge, fond of reading and playing with humans.Not good, he took out his glasses and put them on seriously, the aura instantly changed.

"What, Mr. Ranpo has become serious!" Everyone in the detective agency exclaimed.

"Ah?" The purple-gold pupils were wide open, and Atsushi Nakajima made a doubtful voice.

"Mr. Ranpo's super deduction is super powerful! He can deduce anything~" The girl named Naomi is beautiful and young, with a beauty mole in the corner of her eye. It is worth noting that she keeps touching her brother with her hand chest.

The little tiger felt the hardships of life, he sighed, and looked at Mr. Detective who started the super reasoning.

At this time, even Fukuzawa Yukichi walked out of the president's office and looked at Ranpo seriously.

Edogawa Ranpo opened his eyes, "This is a trap. Let's not go, President."

"Ranpo, what's the clue?" Fukuzawa Yukichi said earnestly, with a calm voice. He looked at the letter paper, which said that he sincerely invited Mr. Ranpo to enjoy the cherry blossoms at the port of Yokohama at 28:[-] on September [-].

Edogawa Ranpo pursed his lips, and could only say, "What cherry blossoms are there at this time, huh, you are so dishonest in wanting to catch Ranpo-sama! This idiot means that we are going an hour late, and he will be at the port randomly. Kill one person. Big liar!! Still a hypocrite!"

"Mr. Ranpo, please explain, please?" Hearing the shouts of his companions, Edogawa Ranpo was even more discouraged. He wanted to scold the idiot but was afraid that the president would say it. Colleagues with low IQs explain unnecessary processes.

"It's a super simple Spartan password. These characters represent one hour, and then you can draw a Killer's K by connecting each of the remaining initial characters. With the appreciation of cherry blossoms, he just wants us to Look at the splendor of withered life." The big detective continued to speak with a vicious and disgusting expression on his face.

"But this is just a pastime for him. Using such fine manuscript paper, the wording is as elegant as an old man in the Showa era. He is obviously a young man! He also specially smoked the scent of the president's favorite tea, ah, you can already see him looking for words in boredom. He looks happy, so angry, the president ignores him."

"I trust your judgment, Ranpo. But is it possible for this person to commit murder?"

"Ah, that's it - the possibility of losing it." Edogawa Ranpo compared it by a millimeter, but felt that it was too big and was still trying to compress it. "He's just a newcomer to Yokohama with no ability. But considering that he's a lunatic like a pleasure criminal, hey, it's unlikely. He just wants to hold back the precious Ranpo-sama."

Fukuzawa Yukichi stopped his random steps, "Since there is the possibility of innocent people being harmed, our detective agency cannot escape responsibility."

Kunikida Dopō stepped forward, "President, please allow me to accompany Ranpo-san tomorrow."

Accidentally stopped Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi made a decision, "I'll go with Ranpo this time."

His students are trustworthy, but the intuition of being a lone ranger Silver Wolf has sounded out for so many years. This time, it is very, very dangerous.

"Tomorrow's matter will be settled tomorrow~ Lord Ranpo is hungry!"

It's not too early, it's time to go out according to today's plan, Kunikida looked at his watch and nodded in agreement.Following Edogawa Ranpo's muttering, the members of the Armed Detective Agency put down the documents in their hands one after another, and followed the bouncing Mr. Detective to the destination of today's celebration dinner, a Chinese restaurant that was rarely booked.

"Mr. Ranpo, please let me show you the way!" Kunikida stepped forward, fearing that Mr. Detective, who didn't know the way, would get lost.

"The restaurant recommended by Mr. Ranpo must be super delicious~" Naomi said with a smile, holding her brother in one hand, and said to Akiko Yosano and Atsushi Nakajima, "It's a pity that Kenji said he was going to harvest rice. I can’t get in touch for days, it’s a pity that I can’t have such a delicious meal.”

It was nearing dusk, and the setting sun was shining on the backs of the group of armed detective agencies going away, stretching their shadows very long.

[Kingtek Railway Co., Ltd.] Evening of September 27th

Makishima Shenggo slowly cut into the dessert with a table knife, and the red strawberry jam poured down with the cream.The tantalizing cherry on top of the cake remains motionless.

He was flipping through Trotsky's "The Revolution Betrayed" with one hand in his hand, while simultaneously developing a layout in his mind.

Let's start with Kunikida Doppo, and try the best part first.

Kunikida Doppo is a respectable idealist, unswervingly determined, strong in force, and has the ultimate fighting spirit like Shinya Konomi, and is the successor to the president of the Armed Detective Agency.

It is a pity that his ideal of high purity is as bright as fireworks, and it is fleeting.

A good show is about to be staged.

Satisfied, Makishima Shenghu put the cherry into his mouth.

Afterwards, Makishima Shōgo went to the phone station and dialed a number.

On the opposite side of the number is the Minister of the Interior and the Tokyo Chief of the Supernatural Secret Service.

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OvO everyone can guess which character and organization each of the seven original sins corresponds to~