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Fyodor took a sip of coffee slowly, the rich and fragrant coffee slid down his throat and into his stomach, as if he didn't like the taste very much, Fyodor frowned slightly, and he put the coffee back on the table , and then look at the screen, where the organization's actions are located.

After confirming that the book really possessed that ability, Fyodor finally started his own plan.

He found the direction sign of the book, and the joint organization and the clock tower servants jointly offered a reward of 70 billion for this direction sign. Of course, he knew that this direction sign would not be so easy to get, because Dazai Osamu, the guy who looks like him In Yokohama, and there is a person beside him who doesn't know the details.

Asayu Wenren.

Apart from knowing that he was a former cadre of the Port Mafia, that he was a doctor, and that he had the title of Sacred Heart of Doctors, Fyodor did not investigate anything at all.

Compared with Shuanghei, he is too low-key. Everyone knows that he is the Sacred Heart of the Healer, but no one knows what he did after becoming the Sacred Heart of the Healer. That is to say, he has no representative events, the only one What can be known is that he saved many, many people in the Dragon Head War.

But it doesn't matter, he didn't do it to help the group in the first place, it was his original plan to collect the wealth of this organization, maybe he could get more clues about the book.

There are three organizations in Yokohama: the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the Port Mafia, and the Armed Detective Agency. Only by destroying these three organizations together can we get the news of the book and find the specific location of the book.

At this moment, Ivan Goncharov walked in with a happy smile on his face, "Master, there is a communication."

"Where?"

"It's Mr. Fitzgerald who has millions of dollars."

Fyodor raised his head slightly, "Really? Connected."

Shouldn't this time combination have just arrived in Yokohama?In the previous communication, Fitzgerald said with a very positive attitude that he would definitely get the direction marker and find the book. For this reason, he brought all his subordinates, why did he give him the communication so quickly.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, Ye An, what happened? Do you want to continue buying information from the Rat of the Dead House?"

There was a second of silence on the other side, and then he spoke, "Mice, are you sure your information is completely correct?"

"Is Mr. Fitzgerald questioning the validity of our intelligence?"

Fitzgerald looked at the boy standing in front of him, and after a while he glanced at the photo again. It was indeed the direction sign, and it was packaged and delivered by the port mafia when they first arrived in Yokohama. The boy's Surprise and fear should not be faked.

But, but what this direction sign says...

"Hey, repeat what you just said." Fitzgerald put the phone on speakerphone.

Atsushi Nakajima looked blankly at this seemingly wealthy gentleman, "Say, what are you talking about?"

"It's about the book."

"Oh?" Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head, and he took a step back slightly, "As for the book, are you talking about Mr. Asaba? Do you have any business with Mr. Asaba? He is commissioned by the detective agency."

Fyodor stood up abruptly, shock in his deep purple eyes.

"You said there was Mr. Asaba in the detective agency, he was a book?" Fitzgerald repeated.

Atsushi Nakajima took a step back in fright, and then nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Asaba is very powerful. The first time I saw him, I felt that he seemed to be something I was very familiar with. Until just now, sir, you suddenly After talking about books, I finally realized that Mr. Asaba is a book."

"Did you hear that? Mouse, what's going on here!" Fitzgerald said with a grumpy tone, "Isn't the book we're looking for a blank book without words? It's not about writing a story. Will it become a real book? Why does the direction sign say that there is a person who is a book!"

Fyodor frowned slightly, and he sat back on his seat, "Don't worry, there may be something strange about this matter."

"What's wrong? What's wrong!" Fitzgerald walked around the room. "Those people can't be that stupid. If an ordinary person pretends to be a book, he will definitely be spotted right away."

"What if they really did this?" Fyodor asked calmly, "Maybe it's because we subconsciously feel that we won't let an ordinary person pretend to be a book, so they will do the opposite, Fitzgerald Mr. Ladd, don't worry, just make sure, so far I haven't gotten any news about the book turning into a human being."

"Although what you said makes sense, but..."

With a click, a huge explosion sounded. Fitzgerald looked to the side, and two strangers rushed over. The young man in the front was holding a big sign and instantly swept away the people in front of him.

"Oh, don't do this, it hurts, ah, it's Mr. Nakajima!" Kenji Miyazawa pointed at Atsushi Nakajima in front of him, "Mr. Nakajima, we are here to save you!"

"People from the detective agency." Fitzgerald didn't hang up the phone, "Asaha, is that Asaha here?"

Fyodor quickly found the information of Onto Asaba, "Is there a person with long blond hair in a white coat? In my information, Onto Asaba is a doctor and has always been dressed like this."

"A doctor in a white coat." Fitzgerald opened his hand, "That's it!"

If it was a book, it would not be so weak on the surface. Books can affect the world, so he must have the ability to affect the world. In other words, just try his ability to roughly judge it.

"Five million dollars."

Green stripes spread across his arms, and Fitzgerald rushed forward in an instant, his figure was like a flash of lightning, and his target was the young man in a white coat standing at the back, that is... ... Asaba Onto.

The wind was blowing, curling the leaves, and at the moment when he was about to hit that person, Fitzgerald suddenly saw him turn his head, and his figure was reflected in those blue eyes.

From beginning to end, only the corner of the white coat was blown by the wind.

"Good evening." Onto Asaba's voice was calm, with a kind of gentleness that made people feel comfortable, "This is the first time we met, I don't remember where I offended you."

Fitzgerald opened his eyes slightly, and he looked at Onto Asaba in front of him in surprise. He was floating in the air, as if the air was imprisoned, even the wind was not blowing, and the leaves stood stiff in the air. inside.

Time... stopped.

"Although I don't know what you want to do? But you seem to have caught the newcomers of our detective agency. I don't really like to work overtime at night because there is another person waiting for me at home." Onto Asaba stretched out his hand with a gentle smile With a smile, but using the most terrifying ability, "Then, goodbye."

With a bang, Fitzgerald was thrown out uncontrollably as if hit by an explosion. The moment he landed, time began to flow again. He saw the leaves falling slowly and heard the surrounding The sound of being smashed to the ground by the boy holding the sign.

When he stood up from the ruins, there was no sign of the detective agency in place. Fitzgerald coughed, and he picked up the mobile phone that fell out of his hand from the ground.

"What do you say now." Fitzgerald patted the ashes on himself, "That person has abilities that we can't compete with."

The communication just now was not hung up. Of course Fyodor heard the movement just now. He was silent for a moment, "Mr. Fitzgerald, we can't give up all our efforts. We have reached this point, how can we give up?"

"Even if he is a book and the book has turned into a human being, we can use various methods to bring him here. As long as he is still a book and still has that power, then it will be fine."

Fitzgerald thought Fyodor was talking nonsense.

When he came to Yokohama, he even offered half of the bounty to find the book. This book is protected by the armed detective agency or other people, but as long as he defeats those people, he can write on the book. The difficulty is not impossible. Done, show now what?His enemy is the book itself?

Only when he has brain problems will he fight the book itself!

After hanging up the phone, Fitzgerald turned and walked into the base camp, calling his assistant's name as he walked.

"Alcott? Where are you, Alcott?"

"Yes, yes! I'm here!" Seemingly hearing Fitzgerald's voice, the girl crawled out from the ruins, she looked a little shaky, and her voice was a little flustered, "Oh? What's the matter? Why is it here suddenly? How about everyone? Mr. Fitzgerald?"

Fitzgerald walked over to take Alcott out, and then looked at her solemnly, "Now, tell me, in your plan, if we fight the book itself, what are the chances of winning? "

"What? Fighting the book itself?" Alcott was taken aback. "In this case, it's about 1%."

Is there even 1% left? !

"How did this 1% come about?"

"It's a miracle that books suddenly don't want to kill us, and are willing to grant our wishes for us." Alcott said.

Fitzgerald stared at Alcott, and after a while he took a sharp breath, "Now you write a plan for me, you must find a plan that can defeat the existence of books, even if the actuarial calculation reaches this point A miracle is fine!"

Yes, that mouse is right, he has come here, how can he go back so easily, his wife is still at home feeling sad, if he goes back like this, how can he face his wife, Before leaving, Mingming told her that he had gone to see his daughter, and that he was going to surprise his wife with the revived daughter.

Books were already the only miracle to be found.

"Ah? But it's completely impossible, Mr. Fitzgerald, what happened?" Alcott stood there blankly.

"If a miracle happened so easily, it wouldn't be a miracle." In the night, Onto Asaba glanced behind him, and after a while he tilted his head slightly, as if he felt something.

"Wenren, what are you looking at?"

"It seems to feel a strong obsession to change for others." Onto Asaba's voice was clear, "It's very bright and beautiful."

"Huh?" Dazai Osamu walked over helplessly to block Asaba Onto's sight, "Isn't I not enough for you to see? Don't look at other people, Wenren just need to look at me alone!"

Onto Asaba looked at Osamu Dazai's eyes, and he smiled after a while.

"Okay, I'll keep watching you."

"Just looking at you."