Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

For the next half month, the two lived quite comfortably.Living in Poirot Cafe every day, he seldom goes out unless necessary.The various wounds on Shuji Tsushima's body also healed during this period, and now he can run and jump normally.

Under the remote management of him and Fyodor, the port mafia did not make any mistakes. Even because of the cover of the Hong Kong gangster model Zhongya Nakahara, no one has discovered that their leader has been missing for a long time.

The differences in world integration are gradually eliminated by them with their original power. The real literary giants in history still exist because of the world of Conan, so the currency of Fukuzawa Yukichi is retained, and all the original circulation in the world of Wenye are replaced.

As for the inextricable connection between the supernatural being and the writer, they solved it in the simplest and rudest way.

Use the original power to tamper with the world's settings, so that everyone cannot realize the relationship between writers and people with different abilities.Even if the book with the same name as its ability is placed in front of the Lord, there will never be any thought of wanting to study it in his mind.

After all, the "book" is the origin of the world, and any story written on the book with clear causes and consequences and a complete logical chain will come true.After the world is modified, the newly generated memories will overwrite everything in the past. Except for Dazai Osamu who was promoted to administrator, no one in this world will notice the difference.

This matter is essentially similar to Saiki Kusuo's mind control ability, dubbed the God of Two-dimensional, directly rewriting the way people all over the world think.With the method of evasion, the biggest bug caused by the NPC's perception of world fusion is completely eliminated.

People will never be able to connect people with supernatural powers with literary giants in history.

In this way, most of the purpose of the two of them staying in this world has been completed, leaving only the last annoying thing that is extremely difficult to operate.

——About how to anchor Osamu Dazai in the world of Conan.

It is not easy to completely change the affiliation of a character. He must be connected to the world from various aspects such as identity background, family, and blood relationship.It is equivalent to writing a time-detailed character history for Osamu Dazai, and fabricating a logical character setting with the world of Conan as the background.

For more than half a month, apart from spending time in the coffee shop, Fyodor and Shuji Tsushima's daily life was dealing with affairs related to Hong Kong and gangsters, and patching up the disharmony in the world here.At the same time, the two naturally did not forget to prepare for the last goal.

As early as when Fyodor first met Kogoro Mori, they had already begun to set up a situation.

Putting a few extra cakes decorated with fresh fruits on purpose into the packing box, Fyodor untied his apron, handed the cake to Shuji Tsushima who was sitting aside and staring at the computer, and fed another unused piece pulp, reminded: "It's almost time."

Thanks to his hobbies since lighting up the cooking skill points, it is not generally interesting to feed bandage spirits, which are difficult to serve.Watching him grow from a skinny, malnourished little boy to a healthy and rosy face, the sense of accomplishment in his heart bursts instantly.

Although Shuji Tsushima often called him "Fyodor's mother" when he had nothing to do, the intimacy and teasing could not be concealed in his words.But rather than raising a son, Fyodor thinks this is raising a black cat who is not good at expressing feelings, but will secretly rub against you when he is asleep.

By the way, Ken Rang feels really good when stroking.

The only fly in the ointment is that this cat is an ostrich.

Tsushima Shuji opened his mouth to take the mango sliced ​​into a square shape, answered with an inarticulate "hmmm" twice, and nodded to show his understanding.He looked away from the screen, and noticed a fat man passing by the window of the coffee shop, followed by two serious men in formal suits, showing a clear expression.

The comer is a common character in Conan, the police officer of the Criminal Department of the Metropolitan Police Department.It's just that the remaining two police officers are not familiar with each other. Now that the timeline is four years before the plot, it is normal for Officer Takagi to be absent.

Half a month ago, under the guise of asking for Kogoro Mori's signature, he extracted the fingerprint data of the confused detective, and sent it anonymously to a prisoner who had recently escaped from prison three days ago through the hands of Fyodor.

However, this kind of behavior was not intended to harm Mori Kogoro. After all, he is an indispensable and important role in the world of Conan, and the two of them would never let him have an accident.

Shuji Tsushima just needed a reason for the existence of "Mamoru Miyano" to be noticed by the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Ah, Megure Police Department, what's the matter after not seeing you for so many years?" It was rare to see his old boss as a policeman, Mouri Kogoro was stunned for a moment, even though he had already noticed the expressions of the other two police officers who came together The dignified, still used to gag: "Could it be that there are some difficult cases that cannot be solved, and I, the famous detective Mori Kogoro, need to take action?"

"Are you an idiot? If you think about it, you know it's impossible." Officer Mu Mu complained.

"Hey hey...what the hell is that?"

Wearing an orange-brown suit, the overly round policeman seemed to be hesitating. He stroked the beard that had been deliberately kept in shape, hesitating.It's not allowed to reveal details of a case to outsiders, but this time the circumstances were exceptional and they were running out of time.

"It's a serial murder case." He lowered his voice and frowned.Considering that there may also be victims around the inconspicuous former subordinate in front of him, he simply revealed: "We are currently investigating and want to determine who the next target will be."

Mori Kogoro pointed to himself, his expression colorful and wonderful for a while, "Could it be related to me?"

Police officer Mu Mu just stared at him with a serious expression, without saying a word, but the meaning contained in the silence made him break out in a cold sweat.

"No way……"

Shuji Tsushima, who had been staying at the door for a long time, took a deep breath. After Osamu Dazai's body was strengthened by the gm account, he could clearly hear the conversations of the people in the room no matter how soft they were.He pretended to have just come up, and gently knocked on the door of the office, "Mr. Maori, the store is trying to make some new cakes, and I would like to invite you and Ms. Lan to try it... Oh, there are customers, sorry. "

Since the two were already acquainted, he and Fyodor often came here with samples during this period.Usually, there were no customers in the office, so Mori Kogoro simply told him that he didn't need to wait for a reply every time he entered the door, just open the door directly.Shuji Tsushima opened the door as usual this time, and was surprised to see three strangers sitting in the reception room, apologized hastily and hurriedly, and pretended to leave.

After noticing the noise at the door, Police Officer Mu Mu looked at the face of the visitor, and exchanged glances with the subordinate police officers who came with him, and stopped the young man from leaving with a loud voice, "No!"

"Huh?" Shuji Tsushima stopped closing the door.

"Ah...cough cough, I mean please don't worry about us." Realizing that his tone was too urgent, Mu Mu Shisan hastily added in a soft tone.

The young man looked worried, tried to adjust his expression, and put the cake box in the middle of the tea table where the four of them were. "Then I will put it here."

He carefully looked back and forth at several guests, and the three strangers were staring at him with unfriendly eyes, which made people feel flustered for no reason.Shuji Tsushima smiled stiffly, as if he had suddenly noticed something, and the tension lingering around him suddenly dissipated.

He asked hesitantly, "Mr. Mao Li used to be a policeman?"

"Well, how did you know?" Mori Kogoro, who was suddenly dug out of his former profession, was very puzzled. He remembered that he hadn't told the other party this information.

"Of course it was deduced because of the police officer's attitude towards Mr. Mori and some subconscious actions of Mr. Mori." After confirming that his reasoning was correct, Shuji Tsushima finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to Mekushi. The police officer's ID half-exposed on the third chest explained: "I think... Maybe this police officer is Mr. Maori's former boss?"

Mori Kogoro put on a suddenly realized expression, nodded to confirm the young man's reasoning, "...it is."

"Hey, Brother Maori, who is this?" Police Officer Mu Mu suddenly lowered his voice and asked, the seriousness in his tone was hard to conceal.

Kogoro Mori also replied in a soft voice, "One of the owners of the newly opened coffee shop downstairs is named Mamoru Miyano, and we have a pretty good relationship."

"Cafe owner?"

Isn't it a detective?

Although Mu Mushisan wanted to complain a little bit, as a detective alone, the young man in front of him was definitely more qualified than Mori Kogoro.Not long after entering the door, he was able to deduce Mao Li's former occupation based on the details. This observation ability has laid the foundation for him to become a famous detective in the future.

But obviously, now is not a good time to talk about these things, everything should focus on the recent cases that have caused their Metropolitan Police Department to suffer.

Shuji Tsushima maintained a business-only smile and pretended not to hear anything.

"That means we've only met each other not long ago..."

"Mr. Miyano, can you please answer some questions?" After confirming some information, Megushisan resumed his concentration in working state.He stared at the young man with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and motioned his subordinates to take out their notebooks and get ready to record.

Shuji Tsushima pretended to evade, and seemed a little scared when faced with the questioning of the three police officers, "That's not a problem...but I'm not very good at dealing with the police, and I always feel that I don't fit in with each other."

"Oh? Why is that?"

He hesitated and opened his mouth, as if the answer to the question was too difficult to say, and he was not very willing to talk about it in front of so many people.

"Don't look at me like this. In fact, I'm very interested in the detective industry, but aren't detectives and the police in competition?" Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you had to turn to a detective for help with a problem you couldn't solve?"

"Uh……"

Mu Moshisan, who didn't expect the other party to give such a strange reason, was stunned, then waved his hand in a funny way to signal him to relax, and explained: "Generally speaking, this kind of situation is rarely encountered, and most of it is in novels. Content."

"I can rest assured that."

Shuji Tsushima heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the vacant seat next to Mori Kogoro, his words and deeds were full of obedience, and he actively cooperated with the police work.He subconsciously corrected his sitting posture and straightened his back, so that the three criminal policemen opposite him were embarrassed to be too casual, so they could only correct their posture together on the sofa.

For a moment, only Kogoro Mori was left sprawling like a boneless octopus.

Officer Mumu cleared his throat, and began to ask the questions listed in advance one by one.

"What is the age of Miyano-san?"

"Eighteen, it will be nineteen in three months."

"Then, didn't Mr. Miyano know that Brother Mori used to be a policeman before he came here?"

"I found out for the first time today."

"Mr. Miyano's career is a coffee shop owner? Do you start a business directly after graduating from high school?"

"..."

Shuji Tsushima was silent for a long while, as if he was a little embarrassed about this question, and didn't know how to answer it for a while.

After all, this wasn't an interrogation of a prisoner. Regarding the sudden pause of the young man, Mu Mu Shisan, who was in charge of the questioning, didn't say much, just quietly waiting for his reply.

"Well... Strictly speaking, it's not." The young man shook his head slowly and denied.

"I do contribute to the Poirot Coffee Shop, but I have a job elsewhere." He smiled. Although he was self-effacing in his words, everyone present could feel the pride hidden in it.

Compared with the coffee shop owner, this job seems to satisfy him more.

"My job is to be the leader of a small company in Yokohama, which is not worth mentioning."

Yokohama Port Co., Ltd. is indeed a small company with little reputation.

After all, it is the port mafia that is really famous. Except for companies that have the strength to cooperate with them, not many people will remember the name of the shell company that is used to cover up and has little sense of existence.