When the head crosses Yokohama

—I have prepared a grand condolence for my companions.

run, friends! ! !

18.

The conversation between Dazai and Kuroro was not very pleasant.

And Dazai went all the way to the 69th floor, and hurried here, not to communicate with Kuroro.

"I'm here to stop you, Kuroro." Rolling up his sleeves, he said.

"You can't beat me." Kuroro pointed out this factually.

"If you can't beat it, you have to try it. After all, I am a member of the detective agency now, and I can't let a dangerous person like you go." Dazai walked towards Kuroro step by step, the smile on his mouth did not loosen at all: "And Mr. Ku Luoluo, although I haven't said it to my face, you are really annoying."

"Thank you for the compliment."

The drooping eyelids slowly lifted up, and the black-haired young man stood up straight, looking straight at the curly-haired man in the sand-colored windbreaker in front of him.The wind suddenly blew up on the silent observatory, and the dust rolled up rolled towards each other. Dazai stopped, and the two stood indifferently in such a confrontation.

It is rumored that Osamu Dazai of the Armed Detective Agency is not good at physical skills and is a half-baked second-in-command, but this rumor is exaggerated. The so-called random person can knock down Dazai, which is groundless.

The so-called half-bad guy, that is when facing the Central Plains Chuya.

So when the two started to move, Dazai still held up two moves under Kuroro's hands. Dazai may not be strong enough, and his explosive power is not as good as many people, but his intuition is very accurate.

When Kuroro swung his right hand, Dazai swung the dagger out in an instant, before the sound of piercing the air rang in his ear, Dazai reflexively moved a little to the side—the cold light of the dagger just passed by in front of his eyes, bringing Kuroro to an instant burst , So fierce that there is no trace of concealed murderous intent.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous~"

Making a frightened expression, Dazai said so mockingly.

But Kuroro ignored this provocation at all, and turned around in the next second, the sharp dagger trajectory had already turned around Dazai's side, and at the same time, his left hand was accumulating power, and when Dazai dodged another knife, his fist followed closely past.

With less than five points of strength, Dazai was slammed to the ground.

Rolling around on the ground several times, accidentally breaking his fingers, Dazai frowned in pain.

Kuroro walked over with the dagger in his hand, the gleaming blade was already stained with a line of blood, it was the spoils left by Dazai who failed to completely escape just now - he overestimated Osamu Dazai a bit.

"I thought you, Dazai-kun, could last a little longer."

The knife is poisonous, and it only takes [-] milligram to overwhelm the poison of a whale. When he was on the Hunter Continent, except for beating the enemy Hakka master once, Kuroro has not found other experiencers.

It will take some time for the poison to be released, but Kuroro does not intend to wait until that time.

He walked over step by step with the dagger in hand.

"You should have a group of very sincere friends in the detective agency. Whether it's Kunikida-kun or Ranpo-kun, they seem to trust you." Kuroro had already walked to Dazai's side, and he stepped on Dazai's foot. Kneeling down, the dagger in his hand pierced the heart of the person below him without hesitation: "If you die, Mr. Dazai, your friend will be very sad, right?"

While talking, let's kill him.

Dazai struggled.

When Kuroro raised the knife in his hand, he moved his body vigorously. The dagger should have been inserted straight into the heart, but because of Dazai's timely dodge, the tip of the knife failed to penetrate the atrium in the end, but was slightly deflected. a little bit.

"Wow-"

But even so, a painful sob still emerged from Dazai's mouth.He covered the part pierced by the dagger, took out the pistol he had prepared behind him with his right hand, and quickly pressed the trigger.

"Boom-"

The gunshot rang out, and the huge movement stirred up a cloud of smoke and dust. Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the gunshot should have restrained Kuroro, but when he took a closer look, he found that the black-haired Kuroro Luo had already disappeared before his eyes.

Standing behind Dazai, Kuroro held a metal-colored bullet in his hand. The bullet was exuding high temperature due to the high-speed movement just now, and it was very hot, but Kuroro held the bullet with two fingers. Unmoving like an iron hoop.

"what a pity."

Behind Dazai came the voice of the Grim Reaper.

It was too late to say it, and at the moment when Kuroro was about to return the bullet in his hand to Osamu Dazai, two mobile phone ringtones suddenly rang at the same time on the empty observatory on the 69th floor.

"Jingle Bell--"

"Oh~ It's not okay to die for love alone..."

One is a very ordinary mobile phone ringtone, without setting any strange caller songs, and without making any weird screams, it just vibrated in Kuroro's pocket.

The other ringtone is, of course, Dazai's often-played love song for two. When this song is not sung from Dazai's mouth, but played normally, the tune is surprisingly smooth, and even a little sweet.

The bullet in Kuroro's hand was not fired in the end, and the bullet disappeared in his hand as he flipped his fingers, and then he reached out to touch the phone.

"Hey--"

"Krollo? I'm Gan Le."

The call was from Gan Le. After Kuroro heard the familiar voice from the microphone, he withdrew from behind Osamu Dazai, and then walked to the huge glass curtain wall.

Looking out calmly, he only saw the high and low floors and the faint sea level farther away.

"Everything is ready." Gan Le's voice sounded on the other side of the phone.

"Have you encountered any obstacles?"

"No, everything is going well."

"Is that so?" With drooping eyes, Kuroro's dark pupils did not reflect any light, "Well, my side is almost coming to an end."

When he said this, Kuroro glanced at Dazai Osamu's movements from the corner of his eyes, and he found that Dazai Osamu was struggling to take out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. Because of the injury, this movement was very difficult, and his hands were trembling nervously , although it is only a simple action, it is very laborious to do.

Kurolo didn't stop him.

Dazai's call came from Luanbu.

"The fuel tanks are concentrated on the 22nd and 23rd floors. At the beginning, I encountered a little trouble when I was investigating on the first ten floors. The controlled security guards were disturbing my sight." Talking about his own investigation, "When I got to the twentieth floor, all the people who disturbed my sight disappeared, and the fuel tank was on the upper three floors, but it was just a smoke bomb—"

Dazai's breathing was a bit heavy, his wound was bleeding non-stop, while he was dizzy, he also began to feel a little unconscious.

Ranpo immediately realized the abnormality, or in other words, before calling, he had predicted that Dazai's current situation was not optimistic.

After being stunned for a while, he continued to ask, "Dazai, are you serious?"

"Hmm... half dead..."

A weak voice came from the phone. Ranbu had never heard Dazai speak in such a voice before. He frowned, facing the rows of fuel barrels in front of him, and said very calmly: "Dazai, I'll call you an ambulance."

"Okay, please excuse me, Mr. Ranpo."

After saying these words, Dazai's phone was hung up. Hearing the busy tone from the phone, he was stunned for a long time before looking back at the scene in front of him.

——Are you half dead... I'm afraid he's about to die, right?

Such a thought flashed through Luanbu's mind.

The fuel cans are just a front.

As soon as Ranbu came to the 22nd floor, he saw a row of neatly arranged fuel barrels, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

There was no smell of fuel in the air.

There is no need to go over to check, and Luanbu knows that these fuel tanks are empty-so just like Kuroro said, the 10-minute deadline is really just a farce.

Then, it would be very dangerous to go to the 69th floor alone to find Kuroro's Dazai.

So Luanbu immediately called him.

Although the situation is not optimistic, the call was connected, which means...they should still be confronting each other.

Squeezing his fingers, Luanbu resisted the urge to go to the 69th floor. He believed in Dazai, so he couldn't go to the 69th floor to make trouble now - the fuel tanks and the staff under control in the building were all fog bombs, so Kuro Luo Zhengzhen's purpose is not here.

- I'll give you 10 minutes to end this farce...

——This stage was specially set up to contain you...

That's what Chrollo said...so sure enough...

"—Is your purpose to destroy the whole of Yokohama?"

Although there are more than 40 floors apart, Dazai and Ranpo's thoughts seem to be synchronized at this moment. Ranpo on the 22nd floor had this thought in his heart, and then lay on the dying Dazai on the 69th floor, staring at him. Looking at Kuroro, at the same time, he asked the man in front of him this idea.

Kuroro has lost interest in killing Dazai, because all the preparations are already in place.

Kuroro answered irrelevant questions, and in the dusk when the night was about to fall, he exposed his lonely back in front of others unsuspectingly: "Mr. Dazai, do you like flames?"

"Flame?" Dazai breathed the air around him with difficulty, the poison on the dagger was stronger than he imagined, and he felt that he might not be able to hold it any longer, "I don't like it very much~"

Even though he was about to die, Dazai's tone was still awkward.

"In the myth of Nikkor, the flame is not only a gift from the god of animal husbandry, but also a punishment from the god of heaven. It burns away the most important part of human memory, and also cleanses the sin and paleness of the human soul after a lifetime, making it Return to the first and last peace..."

A long time ago, when Kuroro gouged out the eyes of all the Kuruta tribe, probably to appease the anger of the Kuruta tribe, he decided to burn the entire tribe with a fire when he remembered the myth of Nikol.

As soon as Kuroro's voice fell, the night bell rang.

Ding ding dong reverberates in the night sky.

"The bell?"

Do bells ring in Yokohama at night?Dazai suspects that he has been hallucinating due to the severe injury.

"It's the bell, it's the night bell."

——It is also the bell that ignites the flame and begins the sacrifice.

With the ringing of the bell, the first beam of fire was ignited centered on the landmark building. As a signal, this beam of fire was quickly seen by people stationed in various other landmark buildings in Yokohama. The landmark building also burned quickly because of the preparations in advance, and the flames spread to other places with lightning speed.

The raging fire burst out at several specific locations at the same time, using flames to form a complete spider pattern on the land of Yokohama.

Kuroro looked up at the night sky, his short black hair was blown back by the strong wind.

——Franklin, Pike, March, Wojin, Feitan, Nobunaga, Knight, Kube, Borolev, Xiaodi... Did you see it?This is the last elegy I offer to you in the purgatory on earth that I burn with raging fire.