Group Pet Career in Yokohama

Fukuzawa Yukichi had already reached the second floor, and the clogs made a continuous and crisp sound when they stepped on the marble floor, and quickly approached Kajii Keijiro's position.

Kajii Keijiro stood on the fence on the second floor, carrying two suitcases, and pressed the switch with both thumbs at the same time. As soon as the box was opened, countless lemon bombs were fired high by the mechanism, thus expanding the attack range and covering the entire first floor .

The pupils of the people below were constricted, staring blankly at the lemon bombs rising above their heads. They would fall down and kill them in a few seconds. People half-opened their mouths, and some screamed hoarsely. People on the edge After reacting, they retreated vigorously, but most of the people had no time to disperse and could only be locked in the fence like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, pushing and shoving but unable to escape in a short time.

Hill looked at the aqua-blue hair in the crowd below, because he had been paying attention, and he didn't ignore the other party's too thin presence.

The mafia is a gathering of all dark, violent and unreasonable illegal existence. Even under the restraint of Mori Ogai, it deviated from the original skewed direction as much as possible and became more regular.But the cruelty engraved in the bones of the "Mafia" is the essence, and it cannot be eliminated and does not need to be eliminated. After all, only violence can overcome and resist violence.

To be honest, she wasn't sure if Mori Ogai would stop this, but based on what she knew about him, he wouldn't do useless things, so the answer was - no.

Mori Ogai is a person who does what he does. As a military officer, he sacrifices a small number of people to defend the country. As a black doctor, he only treats people who can pay the medical bills. As a mafia, he will not Caring about the lives of people who have no direct interests involved... Although he has the whole city in his heart, it is definitely not pity for innocent people.

And his investment in business is estimated to only provide a channel for Hong Kong gangsters to transfer assets. The source of 90.00% of the mafia's funds is more direct violence and darkness...

Hill bit his lower lip. Humans are really amazing. It’s just a short conversation that leads to communication. I don’t really want to see the person who was talking just now turn into a cold corpse in the next moment.Obviously living in Hong Kong, she is familiar with the scenes of human death, and she is often entrusted by Osamu Dazai to help him treat prisoners, and it is not uncommon for her to even assist in watching his inhumane torture.

The Dazai cat above Hill's head was surrounded by black mist, ready to go, just waiting for his favorite Hill's order.Getting rid of a little toy is no more difficult than scratching the back of her head. As long as Hill wants to, it will help her fulfill all her wishes.

Mori Ogai was sensitive to Hill's entanglement, and thought of the blue-haired boy in the milk tea shop who kindly reminded them, and after a little thought, he understood the cause and effect.

"Relax." He gently touched the top of Hill's head, "If something bad happens in the mall, it will greatly affect the performance. Wool comes from sheep, and mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are."

Hill opened his eyes wide in shock, as if he didn't expect him to say that, so he turned his head and looked at him puzzled, "...Rin Taro?"

"Well, with Hill's intelligence, it's true that you can easily see through a person, but once you get along for a long time, you will be confused by the appearance." He said gently: "After all, people are not static."

He is indeed a ruthless person, and he agrees with this very much. In order to achieve his ideals, he has used many people and sacrificed many people. No one has ever understood him except Mr. Natsume, and he does not need others to understand. , his code of conduct and purpose will never be changed by foreign objects—reasonable use of all available resources to achieve the ideal state.

He looked at Hill—

And the little girl in front of her... was indeed the only one he met in his lifetime who understood his ideals and told him connivingly that she was willing to be used by him.

He respects Mr. Natsume very much, and guides him to find the meaning of his existence when he falls into the confusion of his own existence.

And Hill... probably was the one who lit a lamp for him on the side of the road when he thought he was going to walk alone into the dark.

This is also his consolation other than goals and plans, so her "meaning of existence" has gradually become larger than her "value of existence" on the balance, and he can only sigh with emotion and let this trend go.

——It turns out that even he is still tempted by some kind of instinctive phototaxis.

And there is no need for these people to die, he thought dispensably, the most important thing is that he has brought in several branches of well-known international brands, if something unpleasant happens, he doesn't like to come out Hill-chan would not be willing to go shopping with him...

Edogawa simply found a bench for the guests to rest and sat down, raised his eyebrows randomly, and opened his eyes in surprise. A few years ago, this was an underground doctor. When he and the president robbed Xie Ye, this People's hearts are as cold and hard as obsidian wrapped in frost, so now they can still reveal this kind of emotion that can be called gentle...

As the lemon bomb fell, Hei Zizhe felt that the air he breathed in was extremely cold, he swallowed slowly, and finally closed his eyes.

It’s not that he gave up on himself, it’s just that he became numb when he was extremely scared. After the first moment, he clearly realized that he was so weak and helpless. In the face of violence and collapse of human nature, his self-protection ability was not even as good as that of a little ant. , at least they can predict the coming storm.

In fact, it only takes a short moment to transition from life to death. This transition will happen at any unexpected time, and it is certain that it will definitely come. This sad and unusually sober thought flashed in his mind.

He is just a little regretful: he can no longer play basketball with everyone, and other than that, his mood is extremely peaceful.

But he waited for a while but did not suffer any harm, the sound of the bomb explosion seemed to become extremely distant and almost inaudible, Hei Zizhe also opened his water-blue eyes and looked up—but was amazed to see that it completely subverted his cognition scene.

Whether people reacted in panic, crying, or giving up calmly, the chances of death are equal and random, but the lemon bomb stopped at a distance of tens of centimeters from the top of people's heads, and the brilliant golden light screen blocked their heads Above, like a glass cover.

Death was stopped before it could strike them.

And the people who were desperately pushing towards the mafia with guns were also blocked on the side of the barrier, unable to take another half step.

The members of Hong Kong gangsters in black suits guarding the door retreated to the sides like a tide, leaving a passageway that was tight enough for one person to pass through.

A man with curly black hair and fair complexion walked slowly from the middle, and the people on both sides of him immediately bowed their heads respectfully. It was obvious that this man was their boss, and his status was not low.

Without saying a word, he walked directly into the shopping mall. Before the people had time to recover from the joy of escaping from the dead, they had already retreated unconsciously under the pressure around him, leaving him as much as possible. Make enough room to pass.

"Boss." Rimbaud made his way to the second floor unimpeded.

Seeing Hill behind Mori Ogai, his cold expression softened, and he nodded slightly to Hill.

Hill showed him a happy smile. She hadn't visited Mr. Rimbaud for some time, and had no chance to see him. After all, as the most powerful cadre of the militant faction, he was often sent to Suppressing and deterring other organizations, as well as traveling on missions, she has been too embarrassed to bother recently.

"Ranba-kun came just in time." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

On the other side, when Rimbaud came in.

Fukuzawa Yukichi kicked fiercely at Kajii Keijiro, Kajii Keijiro leaned back very reluctantly, narrowly dodged, and the mechanism in his hand fired countless bombs towards Fukuzawa Yukichi's front door, but Fukuzawa Yukichi With two or three hits in Ji's hand, they were all knocked into the air.

Immediately afterwards, Fukuzawa Yukichi turned around in mid-air, his calf was as strong as a whip on his shoulders, Kajii Keijiro leaned forward with an unstable center of gravity, the weapon in his hand was knocked into the air the next moment, a grappling hand was crushed to the ground, and the two fought against each other for no more than five seconds.

Kajii Keijiro was subdued by Fukuzawa Yukichi, and his hands were handcuffed.

"Well, even though you're getting older, your skills haven't deteriorated too much, Your Majesty Fukuzawa." After watching enough excitement, Sen Ou walked towards them with his hands behind his back with a faint smile.

Seeing this, Fukuzawa Yukichi only stepped on the back of Kajii Keijiro who was lying prone to restrain his movements, straightened up, looked at this old acquaintance who had not changed much in the past few years and was still wearing a white coat, "You It's still the same, underground doctor...that vicious supernatural ability didn't follow you."

Hill looked at Mori Ogai beside him...a different ability?Well, I've never seen Lin Taro use it.

If it's a bad taste, think of Rintaro's hobby... Is it a humanoid girl?

Only then did Kajii Keijiro realize something was wrong, and his face changed suddenly. No wonder he never smelled the smell of blood, nor heard the wailing, which meant that no one died, and he must have been stopped!

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, what a botched experiment!!!

He was extremely sad, his face was ashes like a dried salted fish, he didn't even bother to resist.

It's over, he is really a complete failure. For a researcher like him who is dedicated to science, the failure of the experiment is much more terrifying than being caught, ah... Oops, the power and effect of the explosion have not yet been tested, so ...

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at Keijiro Kajii, and shifted his gaze boredly. He was already thinking about what kind of snacks the president would buy him when he went back, and he blurted out inadvertently: "The flower garden on the first floor, all the trash cans on the second floor, all the trash cans on the third floor. The massage chairs at three o'clock and six o'clock on the second floor, and the ceiling on the top floor."

"Well, there are so many bombs installed in the ceiling, enough to blow up the entire roof." He looked suspiciously at Kajii Keijiro who was lying on the ground, "...Are you a monkey?"

Hanging from the roof loaded so many bombs in a short period of time.

Kajii Keijiro was quietly turning his head, the side of the goggles touched the ground, just about to say that it was a good thing, but he saved the last hand, when he heard Edogawa Ranpo's words in vain, he opened his mouth half-opened in astonishment, Stopped and stunned, this person he he he he... how did he find out!!!

But he quickly reacted, his eyes sharpened, and his face, together with the orange goggles he was wearing, hit the ground.

... so what if he knew where he hid the bomb?It was too late to stop him now.

As soon as Edogawa Ranpo's words fell, several golden cubes of different sizes flew precisely to the place he said, completely enveloping the space where the bombs were located.

Seeing this, the people on the first floor dispersed very quickly, away from the flower garden. Although they didn't know what it was, it was right to stay away.

The space barrier glowing with golden light completely covered the indoor flower garden. For a moment, only sparks and smoke could be seen flying around. The entire barrier didn't even vibrate, and there wasn't even the slightest sound coming out.

The same goes for other places.

Rimbaud slightly raised his hand to manipulate the space and retracted it.

"Ah——! My experiment! My explosion science——!" Kajii Keijiro's eyes were about to burst, a salty fish turned over, and watched his masterpiece Squib installed on the ceiling be blocked like that, without causing any damage, even It's not as good as a box of dropped cannons-you can still hear it.

Tears of disillusioned dreams flowed exaggeratedly from under his goggles, and he muttered to himself: "I'm already a useless person, I can't do anything..."

Failed... utterly failed!

"Oh—just kill me!" He looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi who was standing beside him, and shouted excitedly.

Hill was amazed at his face-changing performance. He just took the script of a crazy black scientist, and now he looks like a weird loser in life... The transformation is too fast, but it’s not just a show, this person is real Some are sad, including the desire to commit suicide.

Fukuzawa Yukichi turned a deaf ear to Kajii Keijiro's plea, and was about to push him to the police station in person. Outside the door was already surrounded by people from the port mafia. It is estimated that the police would not dare to approach, let them come in and arrest people. He can only work harder to send the Buddha to the west, and after that, the sins of the person in front of him will naturally be counted by professionals.

He grabbed Kajii Kijiro by the collar.

"Oh, Your Highness Fukuzawa, are you going to declare war on the port mafia?" Mori Ogai said with a smile, without the slightest smile in his eyes.

"Be clear." Fukuzawa Yukichi withdrew the hand that was about to lift Kajii Keijiro, and shot him with eyes as sharp as a sword.

The air instantly became thinner.