I'm such a big son

"Good night and good-bye, M. Gide."

"Paternoster, quiesincaelis,

sanctifice turnomentuum;

advenia at regnum tuum;

……

sedliberanosamalo.

Amen. ”

"..."

Latin was slowly recited by her, she stood beside Gide and looked down at him, after the Lord's Prayer was over, gunshots rang out, and Rimbaud knelt down to close the eyes of the old acquaintance who wanted to die: "Okay, the Latin version Yes, not addicting, there are French, Italian, Hebrew... including but not limited to various versions of Indian, but I am too lazy to tell you so much. The long sleep you are looking for has been obtained, honestly go back Be your chief soldier by God's side."

The more evenly matched the opponent is, the more they understand each other than their relatives and friends.If he really wanted to kill Gide purely with shooting skills, Rimbaud felt that his life would probably be the same.She didn't want to see God's sad old face so early. Mr. Fuze was still waiting for her to raise a cat and the two of them shoveled shit together.

The heartbeat stopped abruptly, and the bomb buried under the mansion exploded instantly. Rimbaud, who had been supporting the subspace palace, was speechless.How much I hate her, I want to drag her to the underworld together after I die... You can’t think about what [Color Painting Collection] is famous for, such a small amount of explosives will only hurt the internal organs at most, other things, you can’t even think about it Don't think about it, bah!

Rimbaud touched his chest and spat out blood. He stared at Gide who was lying dead on the ground, and read him as a supernatural life form without stopping.

Hmph, want to die?Want peace in death?

Think beautiful!

Death is the beginning of your free work for me!

Angrily, she completely retracted the [color painting collection] and left here leaning on the wall.

……

An old mansion that had been abandoned for many years suddenly exploded in the mountainous area of ​​western Yokohama, shaking the ground like an earthquake.At the same time as the explosion, PortMafia and the Supernatural Special Service Division sent a search team to the explosion site to find out.

When the two search teams arrived at the scene of the incident, they saw unidentified corpses lying on the ground outside the mansion.When everyone walked into the mansion, they found the strangest thing - even the buildings far away from the Yokohama port trembled because of the explosion, but the old mansion was still standing upright, not even a single piece of black was black, which is unscientific ah!

Unlike the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the main purpose of PortMafia's trip was to "take back" the cadre Lan Tang. Even if the leader was so angry with him, he still ordered that he should be taken back regardless of life or death, but there was no sign of him.This time, the Ability Secret Service Division is here to "collect debts". The ability opening permits have been issued, and it is always necessary to see if the results meet the psychological expectations... The corpses of MIMIC members outside fully demonstrate that the executors are very serious about their work. The staff, however, did not see the body of Gide, the leader of MIMIC.

Could it be that he went to another place under the name?

A few minutes later, the leader of the PortMafia search team received a direct call from the leader Mori Ogai. Mr. Mori seemed to have just yelled at someone, and his voice was still a little hoarse... How is that possible! The BOSS never speaks loudly to people. At most, it just smiles and asks the guards to shoot the disrespectful person directly. How can he quarrel with people and shout?

Illusion, definitely an illusion!

The team leader respectfully listened to the leader's order, and waited carefully for the other party to hang up the phone first before waving at his team members: "Boss ordered, withdraw!"

PortMafia ran quickly and quietly, and when the Supernatural Agents realized it, apart from the bodies of MIMIC members, there were only a few leaves blown down from the treetops on the ground.After several unsuccessful searches, it was almost dark, and the person in charge had to lead a team to evacuate the area—let's go back and make a report first, to see if the intelligence agents can dig out any information from PortMafia.

PortMafia's search team returned to the port building and was sent back to write a report without even seeing the boss, but they failed to complete the task of recovering Mr. Lan Tang, and even the MIMIC leader didn't see it... The team leader couldn't figure it out. What should I do, winked and asked for help from the boss Koyo Ozaki.Miss Hongye smiled brightly: "Ah, what's not to write about. The meaning of letting you come back is that the leader already knows Mr. Lantang's movements. Just think about it. How could such a big movement be okay? You must suffer Can you find a place to treat serious injuries? For so many years, Fan Lantang-jun has not been unable to complete the missions, just rest assured. You can write the scene situation into the report, and the less you can say about Lantang-jun, the better."

To get rid of the straw-filled subordinates, Miss Hongye secretly used the movement of drinking tea to cover up the frantic upturned corners of her mouth.

Oh, Mr. First received a call from the president of the Armed Detective Agency, the expression on his face is really wonderful.What made her feel even more exciting was that Ms. Rimbaud directly read the leader of MIMIC into her own supernatural life body. The two top-level combat powers are superimposed. Looking at the entire island country, it is basically difficult to find another one that can match her. fighting power.

However, Miss Rimbaud only said one sentence on the phone: "I want to retire!"

All other contents are relayed by Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi.

"puff!"

Thinking of this, Hongye covered her mouth and almost choked on the tea.

Mori Ogai is probably still rubbing his aching liver.

At this moment, Rimbaud... was sitting in front of Yosano Akiko, sipping hot sweet tea.Ryunosuke was lying on the hospital bed next to him with a look of lovelessness, looking as if his whole body had been hollowed out.

"Oh, it's just a small problem in the lungs. It was treated in a timely manner. Although it was a pathological symptom, it is enough to re-grow new tissue after the lesion is removed. So, I dissected him for six months. Second-rate."

Blowing on the freshly polished nails with Ms. Yosano, the pale pink fingers look particularly beautiful.

Silver and Aden huddled together and shivered, as if Miss Doctor would suddenly turn into some kind of Godzilla and bite them.

On the other side of the ward, Oda Sakunosuke, who was captured by force, was lying on the bed. Dazai Osamu, who developed supernatural powers, sat beside his bed and gloated: "Yeah, Oda Saku, what does it feel like to be dissected?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

don't want to talk to you!

"what's going on?"

Ms. Rimbaud refused the special medical service with Ms. Yosano very capriciously. After hanging up the call to Mr. Mori, she wrapped herself in a blanket and drank hot water all the time.

The advice to drink more hot water was given by Mr. Fukuzawa.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party showed up in time to save her from walking a long way, she would have poured all this water into the mouth of the president of the Armed Detective Agency—in front of the members.

The person in charge of the explanation is still Ms. Yosano: "Mr. Dazai and Mr. Oda suddenly took five children to the old Wanxiangtang. This incident was told to the president by Luanbu. Bringing Ryunosuke over, the president and Dazai chatted for a few words before leaving the door. After a while, there was an explosion from the west, and then you all came back together."

It's really simple and clear.

Rimbaud said that she understood what she said, but she couldn't understand the situation where everyone was lying on the bed.

"Ms. Rimbaud like this, I hid a tracker in your pocket. The president found you based on this signal source!" Dazai Le Diandian lay on the side of his friend's bed and poked his infusion tube, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly felt that maybe he should prepare a manuscript to read at this guy's funeral.

"Ding dong."

Cups filled with hot, sweet tea were placed securely on the table.

A soft blanket was also spread at the foot of Ryunosuke's bed.

Miss Lan Bo smiled and stood up while leaning on her chest, walked to the side of the black-haired boy and gently touched his shaggy and furry head: "Do I still have to thank you?"

"You're welcome, after all, you paid me three times the severance pay—oh!"

The crisp knocking sound was just the beginning. Half an hour later, Osamu Dazai, who was dying, was also placed on the hospital bed, crying: "You hit me again!"

Rimbaud was so angry that he glanced at him, flexed his wrists, and fell limp to the ground under the eyes of a circle of kids watching the show.

"Okay, the anesthetic is finally working. Miss Rimbaud's dosage is wrong. A normal person would have fallen into a coma 10 minutes ago..." Yosano Akiko took out the long-prepared " Rimbaud made a "special" utility knife, raised his chin and signaled to the two cuties crowded in the corner: "Hurry up and move her to the hospital bed, really. Her arm is broken again, and her internal organs are also bleeding. Why are you so stubborn?" !"

Rimbaud, who was injured and still active on the front line of domestic violence, and Dr. Yosano secretly complained that the Armed Detective Agency was about to become a "PortMafia Nursing Home".Those who were dismissed from the sick and retired from the elderly were all crowded in her consulting room. I really don't know what that pervert Mori Ogai thinks.

hahahahahahahahahahaha!Thinking about it, I feel so cool that I can eat a big bowl of rice!

The lady doctor decided to buy a bottle of wine and some appetizers to go back to celebrate at night, and was thinking about the menu in her mind. The door of the treatment room was gently pushed open.

The person who came in was Fukuzawa Yukichi, the president of the detective agency.

"how is she?"

He asked Rimbaud who was already asleep.

Yosano Akiko took out the medical examination report and read it to him:

"The treatment has been completed. One gunshot wound, eight bruises, more than ten sprains and contusions, severe internal bleeding, and damaged diaphragm. Even if [Please Don't Die] can recover all external injuries, the accumulated fatigue in the body will also be the same. It will damage people's health. Miss Rimbaud, it's really time to take a good rest."

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded briefly after hearing this: "Understood, I will watch her."

Everyone else in the ward was also thinking about it.