How I was forced to be the villain

Last time at the gem exhibition held by the Suzuki Foundation, although Kyono said it early, all the murders that happened were reported in the newspapers.I don't know whose luck it was because of the few people present that day.

Ranpo Edogawa, who noticed the boy's actions, puffed his face in displeasure, "The homicide didn't happen because of the presence of a famous detective!"

"Sorry." Although he didn't know how he knew what he was thinking, Jing Yeyan still apologized honestly.

"Since you apologize, the detective will forgive you."

It seems that the young man who is not too young has a childishness that does not match his own age.

Jing Yeyan stood there thinking for a while, and decided to go in.

He can wait, but those little Yuanzi can't wait.In short, as long as the pastry chef in the back kitchen is okay, there is no problem.

perhaps.

The two walked in one after the other, and then stood in front of the two shop assistants, one on the left and one on the right, ordering their favorite desserts.

The two young clerks began to feel that something was wrong when they heard this. They looked at each other, and then secretly smiled in agreement.

"Well, the two of you can just order a couple's set meal," the clerk pointed to the discount coupon in Jing Yeyan's hand, "If you use that, you will get a half-price discount."

Jing Yeyan pointed to the place outside where it said "for couples only" on the flyer, "But we are not couples."

"We are not a couple!" Edogawa Ranpo also retorted loudly.

Thinking of how the two were arguing at the door of the store before, the two clerks exchanged glances, "Friends are also welcome~ Today is the open day. Apart from couples, friends can also enjoy discounts."

Being watched by the shop assistant with a smile on his face, Kyono Yan always felt that his back was hairy.

Now that everyone in the shop said so, Kyono Yan had no choice but to look at Edogawa Ranpo inquiringly, "Well, Edogawa-kun, us?"

Knowing what the clerk was thinking, Edogawa puffed his cheeks, "Okay."

Sitting at a table by the window with Ranpo Edogawa, the two can be considered acquaintances, so there is no embarrassment.

"Why didn't you see Mr. Fukuzawa?" Kyono asked casually.

"Why do you think we're going to act together?"

Because Mr. Fukuzawa looks at you like a kind old father, wishing to be by your side and look at you all the time.

Kyono still didn't say such an answer.I always feel that if I say it, the person in front of me may become angry with embarrassment.

"A famous detective wouldn't do such childish things!"

Jingoyan: Ah, here we go again.

It was the first time he looked at this young man seriously, and he didn't see anything after looking at it for a long time, so he could only say in amazement: "As expected of a detective, it's amazing."

"That's right, that's right." Edogawa Ranbu narrowed his slender eyes, straightened his waist, and nodded repeatedly.

Desserts came quickly.

"Couple package for two, please use it!"

The desserts of this shop are indeed worthy of their reputation. The sweetness of the fruit is well integrated into the cream, and the bitterness of the chocolate penetrates into the cake with loose pores. Everything is just right.

And Jing Yeyan's most looking forward to Xiao Yuanzi, served with the delicate and dense sweet bean paste, it is not in vain for him to come here specially.

As soon as I looked up, I found that Edogawa Ranpo on the opposite side picked out the red bean filling of a red bean mochi and ate it, but left the mochi.

"Don't you like eating mochi?"

"Mochi, which is completely non-sweet, what's so delicious?" He said eloquently.

"If you don't want to eat that, can you give it to me?" Jing Yeyan asked, and after getting permission, he took the mochi that was no different from the one just served except that the red bean filling was missing, and poured it into another In a bowl of red bean soup.

"Well, it's really not sweet at all," he said after taking a sip, "but not all mochi are like this. There are also sweet mochi, with a creamy aroma and a special sweetness of caramel... ..if you want to try it, I can make some for you when I have free time, but—”

Edogawa Ranpo immediately picked up: "Next time I'll order a couple's set meal with you, right, deal!"

He agreed to Jing Yeyan's deal with almost no hesitation.

Jing Yeyan gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

After that, Edogawa Ranpo was responsible for eating all the red bean paste, and Kyono Yan was responsible for helping him get rid of the rest. The unexpected two even developed a tacit understanding.

"In Shinto terms, we are considered destined." Jing Yeyan said half-jokingly as he stirred the last bowl of rice cake and red bean soup in satisfaction.

"Shinto..." Edogawa Ranpo seemed to think of something, and looked at Kyono Yan seriously, "Sanguinesancts, holy blood, are you from the power of Shinto?"

Such a supernatural ability with a strong religious atmosphere, this will use the words of the other world again, Edogawa Ranbu stared at Kyono Yan, and began to feel a little incredible.

"The background of Shinto, how could it become a mafia?"

Kyono said: "Ah..."

It is neither Shinto nor supernatural powers. If we really want to explain it, we must start with his long history of failures.

"It has nothing to do with Shinto, as for supernatural powers—that's what it is anyway."

"So perfunctory."

Kyono shrugged.

In the evening, some customers began to come to the store one after another.

A couple rushed in, "What kind of strange weather is this, why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden?"

"That's right, the sky is gloomy, obviously the sun hasn't completely set yet."

"Is the typhoon coming?"

Hearing the complaints of the new guests, Kyono Yan looked out of the window as if feeling something.

I don't know when the dark clouds gathered together covered the afterglow of the setting sun, and it looked gloomy; there was a strong wind outside, and the leaves on the treetops on the street were rustled by the wind.

Jing Yeyan's heart sank, and he stood up.

"what happened?"

"Looks like I'm going to work."

Edogawa Ranbu frowned and quickly relaxed, "Then see you next time."

Jing Yeyan nodded, turned around and walked out of the store, standing at the door, he called up his information interface.

Command: Check beacon capture range.

[Wait a moment. ]

The interface that originally displayed candidate information and some exam-related interfaces was shrunk, and a radar map appeared on it. According to the outline, it was the area of ​​Yokohama.

[Beacon signal acquisition...]

[Anomalous fluctuation detection...]

[Abnormal location and beacon capture range determined]

The red area that originally covered the entire map kept shrinking, and finally settled on a point, a little distance away from here.

That's what caused the Beacon response.

The vision that suddenly appeared at this moment was not a natural occurrence in this world, but the turbulence of time and space caused by the breakthrough of the beacon.

This world is still an undeveloped world for the time being, that is to say, there are no beacons in this world.Only the coordinates of the world have been determined, but it cannot be confirmed whether there is an "origin" or a world where the location of the "origin" cannot be searched.Generally, the examination room of the command department is like this, and the world where the beacon has been placed will be handed over to students from other departments.

As for what can cause the beacon to respond—it may be the moment when a certain building is completely burned; It will attract the attention of the Covenant, and it will also attract the "origin" of this world.

After all, "origin" is closely related to civilization.

The main system, which is always monitoring, will automatically enter the beacon delivery program.Lock the area with the largest fluctuation value, and then perform fixed-point delivery.

If you let the beacon fall into this world...

The phantoms of those barren, dilapidated, and finally broken worlds seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

Kyonoyan smiled silently, but there was no emotion in his voice.

"Whose fault is this?"

……

On the way to the destination, he thought about finding some reason to shield the examiner, but the examiner took the initiative to say that he wanted to leave.

[Protecting candidates' privacy from infringement is a requirement. ]

"Privacy?" Kyono raised his eyebrows in surprise.

[This is a verdict. ]

"Then this judgment is quite strange."

The main examiner didn't answer any more, but when he looked at the information interface, he had indeed entered the privacy protection state.Everything in this state will not be recorded and is completely unregulated.

This exam is not right.

But this would not be the time to think about such things.

When Kyono Yan rushed to the warehouse, the man named Lantang, the reserve cadre of the port mafia, was hanging in the air, and Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakahara, who were covered by the space, also approached each other while avoiding the attack.

The light is intertwined, and countless words flow in the air.

......

"I've lost even the strength to kill myself."

"Among filthy sorrows, when we are tired, I fantasize about death."

"Even though the night is lonely and the day is burning."

......

Falling into the dark and boundless depths, some sentences without beginning and end just appeared.

Kyonoyan tilted his head back and closed his eyes.

The sound of Zhongyuan Zhong also jumping up and throwing a fist came over. After the sound of someone's body falling heavily, everything became quiet.

I remembered.Can't go on any longer.

When Kyono Yan opened his eyes again, the calm expression filled his eyes again.

"Chuya, Dazai-kun."

Calling out these two names quietly, even he himself didn't know what kind of complicated mood it was.

"Ayan, why are you here?" Nakahara Chuya asked in a deep voice.

Jing Yeyan didn't answer him, but half knelt beside the person who seemed to have completely lost his vitality.

The wind hit the glass, and it was completely dark outside.

Osamu Dazai came over and stared at him quietly, "What are you going to do?"

Kyono didn't answer, just said softly: "Sanguinesancts."

Gusts of fine wind swirled from the feet, brushed the corners of the clothes, and spread out at the ends of the hair.

Stretching out the index finger of his right hand, hanging above Lan Tang's eyebrows, on the fingertips, a drop of golden blood fell on Lan Tang's forehead, causing golden ripples in circles, and then the ripples spread all over the body, and then disappeared quickly.

In the shocked gazes of the other two, there was light in Lan Tang's eyes.

The dead come back to life.

Such a violation of the realm of the gods happened right in front of my eyes.

……

"It turned out to be such an ability..." Dazai Osamu murmured.

A few seconds after Lan Tang came back to life, the wind outside the window gradually calmed down, the clouds drifted away, and the orange-red sunlight pierced through the clouds like sharp knives pierced the sky.

"Ayan, you—" Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his head, suddenly speechless.

The boy's already unhealthy complexion now looked even uglier than that of Lan Tang who had died once. He was panting heavily, looking very uncomfortable.

Lan Tang, who regained a little consciousness, stared blankly at the boy who pulled him back from the other side.

"Why save me?"

He couldn't figure it out.

A complete concept extraction was carried out, that is to say, in the short few minutes just now, the blood of the legendary banshee Gorgon flowed on Kyono Yan's body.At this moment, his vision was blurred and his brain was going to explode. He resisted the desire to vomit, and moved his lips to say something.

However, only a painful groan leaked out.

"Ayan!"

"Kyono!"

The body swayed, and Kyonoyan who fell forward was caught by Nakahara Chuya.

At the end of his consciousness, Keinoyan pulled Dazai Osamu's clothes and raised his head slightly, "Lantang is dead, don't let Mr. Mori...I..."

Completely passed out.

Osamu Dazai looked at the hand that slipped from the corner of his clothes, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to ask something.

But the opportunity has been missed.