The power comes from Chaldea

About half an hour later, Moriarty came out of the infirmary with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

"how is the situation?"

Moriarty wiped his hands, and said slowly: "He has the power of a contract, but it's different from the contract we reached through the Alaya Consciousness. It's more of a mandatory magic inscription. The will is locked firmly in the depths of the soul."

Mochizuki Chiyo was stunned: "In other words, his real contractor is not Kyoka?"

Moriarty nodded: "It can be said that, but the command spell that appeared in that lady's hand is not fake. This kind of skill of intercepting the call of the Holy Grail and magically modifying the master is found in Chaldea. It’s not that there are no such things in the world line. It’s just that this kind of practice violates the law set by the root, and it’s doomed to have no good results.”

After finishing speaking, Moriarty smiled with some joy.

"It really is a world full of sin."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Professor you shut up!

"But it's strange to say that in Mochizuki's world, the existence of many books has been erased. It stands to reason that it is impossible to touch the magic related to the root only with their current ability system."

Mochizuki Chiyo: "A mistake?"

Moriarty shook his head: "Impossible. This method of forging double Command Seals was finally discovered through hundreds of extremely inhumane experiments on humans. But it is a pity that even if the double Command Seals are copied, they cannot be copied. The existence of root identity is doomed to fail."

Even Moriarty said it was inhumane, Mochizuki Chiyo couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Why do the records in ancient books that disappeared appear again?

Obviously this kind of disappearance... is not simply erasing existence, but uprooting together with the meaning it represents...

Unable to figure it out for a while, she asked again: "By the way, where is Shibusawa?"

Moriarty smiled: "That white tiger has a very good relationship with him. If I let them get along well together, it might be an opportunity."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

If I remember correctly, that white tiger and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko have a deep relationship, and it's a real relationship.

Professor, as expected of you.

Just while talking, there seemed to be a faint fragrance coming, Mochizuki Chiyo blinked: "Professor, is there a fragrance somewhere?"

Moriarty didn't change his face: "Oh, the scent, it's the perfume I just sprayed on."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

It's you, it's you.

"Oh, by the way." At this point, she rubbed her fists and smiled kindly: "I almost forgot, professor... You have not less involved in the tabloid reports, have you?"

Moriarty was very frank: "Such an upright black cloak is certainly worth reporting."

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

Let's become a rag doll too——!

Although she still doesn't know whether this ability can be used successfully, but now she has a kind of mysterious confidence that it will be successful.

Sensing Chiyo Mochizuki's intentions, Moriarty coughed a few times and stepped back keenly.

Although he is a 50-year-old middle-aged man, his actions are still very vigorous.

The butterfly on his shoulder stayed in place because of his retreat, and after flapping its wings, it lightly scattered a glittering powder and a mature fragrance.

Moriarty gradually faded, visibly departing from this timeline.

He smiled, as if he had a successor: "Mochizuki, Chaldea, I will leave it to you."

Holding the butterfly doll, Mochizuki Chiyo held a hand full of fragrant flying powder, expressionless, just wanted to grab the professor and give him a bunch of Sherlock Holmes figurines.

--professor! !

If you have the ability to use hands and feet, don't run away!

Don't hide in other world lines and don't make a sound, you! !

In the medical room, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was still held down by the white tiger, with tears in his eyes (no)

No one cares about him! ?

Akashi Seijuro thought about it, and asked her: "So Chaldea is actually Mochizuki's? Then, you are the leader."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

If possible, she would like to be the young master of the underworld instead of directly advancing to the level of the mastermind behind the scenes.

No, what kind of gangsters are not gangsters, they were completely misled by Moriarty! !

She was in a delicate mood, but she did not forget to tease: "If Akashi-kun wants to call me the leader, then I am very happy."

Akashi Seijuro bent his lips and smiled slightly: "Mochizuki is joking again."

Originally, Akashi Seijuro only found out about her connection with Moriarty today, but he always looked flattered, so he acted as if he knew about this kind of thing a long time ago.

Mochizuki Chiyo: ... seems a little disappointed and lost.

No, she followed Moriarty and was expecting something messy! !

Now the old man bans!Get Moriarty out of her head!

Moriarty in the real Chaldea suddenly sneezed.

Romani just happened to pass by with a bunch of materials that had just been sorted out, and asked with concern: "Professor, what's the matter, is the central air conditioner too cold?"

Da Vinci snorted a few times: "It shouldn't be, the central control is fully in line with the temperature requirements. Professor~ I'm afraid I'm old~ So, Holmes, I think he will be very interested in this subject~"

Moriarty smiled: "I remembered that Li Xiang had looked for me before, and I'll go out first in the past half a month, so don't think about me."

"Pfft, professor, you have been tossing Mochizuki, I'm afraid Lixiang will also be possessed by a little devil~" Da Vinci leaned lazily on Romani's shoulder, and said with a smile: "After all, this is She has been looking forward to a junior for a long time~"

Moriarty: ...

Shouldn't, shouldn't.

After saying goodbye to Akashi Seijuro, it was still early, and Mochizuki Chiyo decided to investigate the Holy Grail.

BB serves her enthusiastically: [Mochizuki~☆, all the information you want is here~]

The problem on Tiger Town's side got stuck, Mochizuki Chiyo thought about it, and decided to start with Natsume Takashi's Holy Grail.

——It's time to return to the job of detective!

According to Izumi Kyouka, her Holy Grail was presented by a black-haired older sister, which is completely incompatible with the silver-haired gray cloak Mochizuki Chiyo met, and this clue can only be shelved temporarily.

"Thank you BB, I love you~"

[What, does senior love me? ! Dear BB... Then Dear BB wants to greedily devour everything from senior, is it okay? 】

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

Talking too fast for a while, he forgot the taboo that Senior Lixiang explained.

BB, your speed of climbing along the pole is too fast.

She was ruthless: "No."

【Okay, of course it’s open·play·laugh·~Mochizuki~☆】

Really?

To believe is impossible to believe.

Mochizuki Chiyo looked indifferently, carefully reading the information given by BB.

"André Gide?" She raised her eyebrows. "If I remember correctly, he should have been a French writer."

So in this world line, it’s okay for everyone to change careers collectively.

Who will save the literary world!

"Mimic, the superhuman organization, this name... is like a marionette hidden in the dark, manipulated by others and only knows to imitate."

But just from the name, there is no way to analyze the other party's intentions.

[And his country is not France anymore.A small unknown country was destroyed by an Italian mafia just after Gide was punished for treason~] BB enthusiastically added.

"Oh, the timing is really suspicious, but I don't think he will be the kind of person who will take revenge even if he is abandoned by his mother country. Well, let's find him out first."

Speaking of Italy, the two people I saw at Hibari Kyouya's that day are also said to be from Italy?

Once there are many coincidences, they are often no longer coincidences.

Mochizuki Chiyo knocked on the table, the phone vibrated in unison as if being sensed, and the screen lit up quickly, it was a call from Ranpo Edogawa.

Obviously, I just saw it the day before yesterday, but now that I see this name, there is an illusion that it has been a long time.

Mochizuki Chiyo was stunned for a moment, and quickly answered the phone.

"Chiyo~Ranpo-sama is going to be exhausted from work~~"

Edogawa lengthened the end of the sound randomly, his voice sounded puffy, and he complained childishly.

"Recently, there have been too many strange things. How could there be so many people with supernatural powers suddenly pouring in! Everyone huddled together just for the strange cup, which is not something delicious. Ranpo-sama was really quarreled by them Headache. So...Chiyo~help me finish my work~"

Mochizuki Chiyo understood.

Having said so much, Ranpo, your purpose is only the last sentence!

"You mean a strange cup? Is it called the Holy Grail?"

Edogawa Ranbu lazily said: "That's right, so isn't it the most suitable for Chiyo to come? And..."

He changed the subject: "Mochizuki's workload this month is below the quota."

Mochizuki Chiyo: ...

It was only then that she remembered that she still had the identity of a detective agency.

It's over, I've been playing mafia games too much recently, my job has really been neglected for a long time——

"This time for sure, this time for sure."

"Hmph." Edogawa hummed twice, full of playfulness, as if he was about to say something, but was interrupted by something.

There was a faint voice coming from the phone, it sounded like Yosano Akiko's voice.

"President—Ranpo-san is about to skip work and sleep in the snack pile—"

Edogawa ran in a jerk, and opened his eyes instantly.

Secret Skill: Squinting Eyes Disappears——No!

He stared at Yosano Akiko full of resentment, Yosano Akiko smiled slightly, and patted him on the shoulder.

"With Yosano-san...QWQ"

"Ranbu-san, I thought about it, but I still don't really want to help people cure tooth decay. Don't think about it, [Please Don't Die] doesn't have this function."

Edogawa Ranpo: ...

But [Please Don’t Die] sounds very useful!

He stood up slowly, put the snacks on the table into the drawer, pretending to be nonchalant, just in time Fukuzawa Yukichi also came out of the president's room.

Edogawa Ranpo thought about it, forget it, he still doesn't want to experience the feeling of death.

"Random?"

Mochizuki Chiyo on the other end of the call could only hear a faint voice.

——The voice of Fukuzawa Yukichi can be heard, and there is a bit of obvious softness in the majesty.

"&*%*￥*..."

But soon, a messy busy tone came from the other end of the call, as if the cord of a landline phone had been tangled up in a mess, and it took a long time for Edogawa Ranpo to respond that he didn't want to work.

"Then tomorrow, Ranpo-sama will accompany Chiyo to have a look."

When it came to being with him, he was a little more serious, like a child who was forced to go into business, full of childishness.

"Pfft, that's good~ Thank you, Mr. Ranbu, see you tomorrow."

Almost at the same time, Oda Sakunosuke, one of the highest echelons of the port mafia, also knocked on the door of the chief's office.

There were occasional noisy voices inside, but they still couldn't wait for a response. The guards on both sides were very proficient in this, and opened the door without asking, motioning for Oda Sakunosuke to go in.

It was the first time here, and Oda Sakunosuke was somewhat at a loss.

Especially seeing——

The boss, who was supposed to be serious and black-hearted, was chasing a girl who looked like a lolita and begging her for a dress-up show.

Oda Sakunosuke pondered, is this the hobby he would have as a leader.

I also got unusual writing materials today.

Mori Ogai looked at him, tilted his head, suppressed his smile without changing his face, and quickly asked his subordinates to come in to clean up everything.

He folded his fingers together and said with a smile, "Oda-kun, this is the first time we've met."

"...There is a task that only you can complete."

"To find... the true holder of the Holy Grail."

Oda Sakunosuke blinked, and when he recovered, he was already standing at the door of the port mafia building.

He raised his head and looked at the sky covered with pink clouds, stretched his waist very unclely, his face was still full of stubble, he looked more like a frustrated social animal than a mafia.

Let's eat curry today.

he thought casually.

Mochizuki Chiyo naturally does not know about the movement of the port mafia.

At this moment, she only felt one thing deeply.

——A place with two detectives will definitely be cursed with bad luck! !

One day later, she and Edogawa Ranpo began to investigate the case together.

But who would have thought that just an ordinary investigation, the underground of Yokohama would suddenly collapse! ?

The explosions behind him sounded like a chain, the ground shook violently, dust splashed and fell, and the already dark and small space looked even more foggy.

Edogawa Ranpo: "Chiyo, this is the so-called...arrangement of fate~"

Mochizuki Chiyo:?

——Preaching/selling is no good, refuse superstition, Luanbu-sang!