The world is restarting

The air conditioner in the store was "hissing", the boss went to the back kitchen to cook curry, and Oda Saku also went to the back to catch up with old friends.People don't want to go out on a hot day, and only two groups of customers came to the store at noon.

Now the two groups of customers were sitting in front of the counter looking at each other, the atmosphere was very quiet for a while.

Tsuchimikado Motoharu was blown by the cold wind of the air conditioner, holding a glass of ice water in his hand, he couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart even though he tried both methods.His eyes wandered around the room for a while, but he couldn't find the person who was responsible for it, so he had to blame the innocent curry rice on the table for only two mouthfuls.

Yes, it must be because the curry is too spicy.

He raised his hand and poured himself another sip of ice water, remained silent for a while, and finally lost his battle under the curious eyes of the little girl in front of him.

"Miss," he complained aggrievedly, using a tone that was more coquettish than complaining, "can you be more tactful? I also want to save face."

After all, when he left last time, he said coolly, "I hope we don't see each other again", but not long after, when he realized that she would also come to Yokohama, he had already found her before he realized it.

He wasn't surprised by his reaction at all, but he still wanted to struggle with the issue of face.

The silver-haired little loli looked up at him, her legs were dangling slightly under the chair, and the sunlight that came in through the glass window fell into the pupils of her eyes, which looked clear and bright.

She seemed to have thought about it seriously, and suddenly realized, and then changed her words cooperatively, "Are you visiting Yokohama?"

The little face is serious and very cute.

The blond boy was amused, and sighed seriously, "I think so too, but it's a pity that I'm here for work, where's Missy?"

The little girl showed a sympathetic expression, "I'm also here to work."

"Eh?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu asked in shock, "Which company is so heartless?"

Zetian was nine years old and forced to work overtime. Mi: "..."

You have to ask the Holy Grail for this.

"However, miss," he scooped up a spoonful of curry and stuffed it into his mouth, he was so hot that he reflexively "hissed", grabbed the water glass in a hurry and drank his saliva, and then said while gasping, "Recently, Yokohama It's not very peaceful."

The shop owner happened to come out of the back kitchen with a glass of fruit juice. Hearing this, he interjected, "Are you talking about the recent suicide by a supernatural person?"

"Suicide?" The blond boy stopped his water glass and raised his eyebrows.

Through the brown sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, one can see that the end of his eyes are a bit dark, as if they were reddened by the heat. At first glance, he looks pitiful, but his eyebrows move slightly, with a little carelessness, A bit of powerful aura inadvertently leaked out from under that lazy skin.

It's just that the sharpness quickly disappeared between his brows, and he leaned back on the table again, poking the glass again and again, and said, "Yeah, why is there such a thing all of a sudden?" People with supernatural powers can’t think about it. Can depression be spread through the air now? It’s so scary. It seems that there is a large source of infection around me. If I am also infected, I will commit suicide one day. By then Miss, you must come and give me a bouquet of flowers, just roses, I want Louis XIV..."

The chattering voice came to an abrupt end, because a pale fingertip touched the boy's forehead.The silver-haired little girl leaned over at some point, leaning on the counter with one hand, and looked down at him.

"Give you a buff, you won't die." She looked into his eyes and said very seriously.

She kept her word, she did leave a mark when her voice fell, and it went so smoothly, as if this person had no defense against her at all.

However, the person who was marked seemed to be stunned, Sawada Ya blinked, and poked him curiously, but the boy didn't move.Just when she was about to poke her a second time, he finally came back to his senses, grabbed her finger and pulled it forward.

The little Lolita was taken so unbalanced that she fell forward, and naturally threw herself into his arms.

A little familiar fragrance escaped from the other person, and she leaned on the other person's chest wondering for a while, thinking about it for a while, and finally realized that it was the fragrance of platycodon flower.

"Miss, you are too cute and will be stolen by strange people." The boy smiled and said above her head.

So are you ready to start now?

Sawada Ya raised his head helplessly, and a very pale crimson color suddenly flashed across his vision.She subconsciously looked for it, and saw a few winding red marks spreading out from the dark green under the collarbone of the blond boy's shirt collarbone, the shape was somewhat familiar.

She was slightly stunned, and just as she was about to take a closer look, the other party let go of her, stepped back and opened the distance again, unknowingly whether intentionally or not, she straightened her collar, which just happened to cover up those streaks of crimson color.

Immediately, he continued to turn his head to eat as if he made a joke very normally, and while being gasped again by the heat, he found a new topic and said, "By the way, Miss, do you know how supernatural beings are produced? ?”

Sawada Ya was still remembering where she saw the mark, and subconsciously took a sip of the fruit juice that the store owner had just brought her, and stopped when she heard that.

The blond boy's words were a bit strange, as if the supernatural beings in his mouth were not real people, but mechanical parts that came off the factory assembly line one by one, and there was a sense of extreme rational indifference in his words.

Ya Sawada thought for a while, "Dresden slate?"

"Bingo!" The boy snapped his fingers, and then continued to ask with a smile, "Does the lady know how the Dresden Stone Slab was created?"

No one knows this, or rather, no one can know for sure.People only know that the Dresden stone slab that chose the king and produced a large number of supernatural beings originally came from Bohemia. It was taken by the church as a "holy relic" collection at the beginning of its establishment. It was taken over by the German SS during World War II. .Later, in order to change its own disadvantages on the battlefield, the SS gathered a group of elite researchers from the Third Reich to study the Dresden Slate.One of the first to successfully activate the slate and be chosen as the first king was the still living Silver King, Adolf K. Weitzman.

But even the Silver King, the last remaining man with the deepest knowledge of the tablets, could not explain how the Dresden Stones came to be.

There are many speculations about this, but there is no strong evidence to support the speculation.

"The only thing that is certain is that the production of the Dresden stone slabs took place after the gods had completely disappeared from this world." The blond boy roughly mentioned these processes, and then raised a finger, "Back then Bohemia The church calls it a 'holy relic', Miss, what kind of relic do you think it could be?"

When he said this, there was still a faint smile in his eyes, which couldn't be clearly seen through the brown sunglasses.

Sawada Ya stopped drinking the juice, and looked back at him quietly.

"To be honest, I have paid attention to the news during this time. The death methods of those supernatural beings were burned to death, struck to death by lightning, and stabbed to death by icicles. The supernatural powers of supernatural beings are really terrifying, meow, Manipulating elements, predicting the future, creating illusions... You must know that a long time ago, these were the authority of the gods."

In one afternoon, Hattori Heiji followed Police Officer Takahashi to several crime scenes, but found nothing.

Although the police immediately protected the scene as soon as the body was discovered, it did not play any substantial role.The way of action of supernatural beings is completely different from that of ordinary people, and the traceology summed up by the laws of the normal world is of no use in cases involving supernatural beings.

Fortunately, Hattori Heiji was prepared for this, and he didn't come to find out who the murderer was.

The scene of the last suicide incident, last night on the long street, the intersection of the street was pulled up with a yellow separation line, and the people coming and going were watching the excitement, and they would take a look in from time to time as they passed by.

The other police officers present watched curiously that the high school student detective sent from above squatted in front of the white line simulating the position of the dead body, fiddling with something like a black box the size of a palm. After pondering for a while, he went to the side to take the out of the phone.

"Kudou," Hattori Heiji walked under a lush cypress tree. The shade of the tree shrouded his head and isolated the heat wave from the scorching sun. He finally took a breath, tugged at his collar, and frowned to the person on the other end Hui reported, "I have checked all those locations with the machines you sent, and there are no traces left by followers."

"Really? Thank you for your hard work."

"It's nothing, but are you really sure that what happened in Yokohama is related to the Holy Grail War? So far, at least in my opinion, these cases are just like the infighting of supernatural beings."

The other end of the phone pondered for a moment, "Hattori, there is one thing I didn't say before...these supernatural beings are not the only people who died recently in Yokohama."

"what?"

"The death toll in Yokohama during this period has been able to catch up with the 'leading war' two years ago."

Hattori Heiji paused for a moment as he tugged at the collar, and subconsciously turned his head in astonishment.The policemen in Yokohama were standing at the intersection of the street and were on duty. The traffic lights at the intersection just turned red, and the traffic flow stopped in an orderly manner. Office workers with briefcases hurried across the crosswalk. As far as the eye could see, There was peace.

"Kudou, I may not understand what you mean... I remember that during the Longtou War two years ago, the streets of Yokohama were so chaotic that ordinary people dared not go out?" Looking at this perfectly normal daily scene, thinking about just now Hearing those words, Detective Kansai suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, "But I'm in Yokohama right now, and it looks very peaceful here."

"This is only on the surface, and I just said that the death toll is the same as during the Longtou War, not the same situation as at that time." The still calm voice of the little detective on the phone came out clearly, "In fact, compared to the last time The large number of casualties caused by the chaos, this time the situation is even more frightening, because all the dead people who were counted died from assassinations."

Hattori Heiji was startled, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.

"The assassin seems to be specifically picking out the forces in the underworld. The targets he/she has picked so far include Yokohama's local gangsters of all sizes, the foreign force MIMIC, and Yokohama's largest underground organization, the Port Mafia. ——The leader of Hong Kong gangsters, Mori Ogai himself, was assassinated.”

Hattori Heiji:"!"

"Of course, the assassin didn't succeed. But you should have already thought that if you challenge so many forces at once, you can retreat calmly. Only some super-standard existences possess such strength and courage..."

Detective Kansai has confirmed the guess in his mind when he heard this, and tacitly said, "For example, among the seven knights summoned by the Holy Grail War, the class that specializes in assassination—assassin."