Started with a green hat for Verlaine

The black hat is Verlaine's...

No wonder, in his impression, Attil likes to wear earmuffs and has no habit of wearing a hat.

The black hat records Verlaine's feelings, and cannot verify what Attil thinks. With this evidence, he cannot accuse Verlaine of betraying his partner, and it is easy for Verlaine to bite back.

Because it sounds like Attil cheated on the Japanese first, and Verlaine's angry revenge came later!

Personal affair caused the mission to fail.

Both are responsible!

Baudelaire had a headache, rubbed his temples, and listened gracefully to the intelligence agent's objective report.

Next, it was Attil's teacher's turn to look for the reason for the breakdown in their relationship.

"Verlaine fired only one shot in the initial attack?"

"Yes."

"Is Arthur injured?"

"Have."

"After shooting, did Verlaine use a supernatural attack on his injured partner?"

"Have."

"Does Attil use supernatural powers to fight back?"

"Have."

"Before shooting, did Verlaine plan this matter in his heart, or did he kill with passion?"

"Passion kills."

During the compact questioning process, the intelligence agent answered very neatly.

Yes, yes, no, no, he will not get involved in the emotional dispute between the transcendent partners.

Baudelaire asked who the child Arthur was carrying, the intelligence agent shook his head, expressing that he did not know, and only saw the angry expression of Paul Verlaine behind Arthur Rimbaud who was about to take the child away.

Baudelaire had a guess in his heart, and it was very likely that it was the mission target of Attil and Verlaine.

"How old is the little boy?"

"I don't know, very thin and young, covered with a coat, I can't tell."

"Are there any specific characteristics?"

"unknown."

The intelligence agent said that at the request of Mr. Baudelaire, he only searched for information on Verlaine and Rimbaud. From Verlaine's perspective, he couldn't see clearly what happened to Rimbaud.

However, after further searching, the intelligence agent said: "This little boy is the object of training at the military base. The culture vessel made of special glass blocked the observation line of sight. Mr. Paul Verlaine stopped in front of the other party's culture vessel. His emotions were complicated and he hated him. actions of the Japanese government."

Baudelaire nodded, took out a photo of Akiya Aso from his pocket and gave it to the intelligence officer.

"Is there him in the message?"

"Hold on."

The intelligence agent searched the information on the black hat and found the matching person.

"There was this Asian man who picked up the hat after the explosion, suspected to be an acquaintance of Mr. Arthur Rimbaud, and then he rescued Mr. Arthur Rimbaud and returned the hat to Arthur Rimbaud Mr. His emotions are manifested as anxiety, panic, surprise, worry, sympathy, and concern, and the initial judgment is not an enemy."

"……Um."

Not only is it not an enemy, it is clearly Attil's little lover who came to the door.

Baudelaire was thinking about why Paul Verlaine felt angry and wronged.

cheating?

There is simply no second reason.

Apart from this reason, how could the heartless Verlaine be so enraged by Attil that he shot Attil in the back after saying a few words out of control.

The most incomprehensible thing is that even if Verlaine shoots, why does Attil stand still and not dodge?

You are a space system supernatural power user!

Stop it!

Baudelaire leaned back, closed his eyes, and was speechless to Attil and Verlaine.

Under Baudelaire's gesture, there was an inaudible sound of turning the wheel, the door of the dark room of the office opened, and a superhuman who only obeyed Baudelaire's order came out expressionlessly, dressed in the same way as the Paris Commune. Similar, in suits and leather shoes, but with extremely indifferent eyes.The intelligence agent's body tensed up, hesitating to abide by the contract and pass the information to the top of the country, and he had no time to escape, so he was erased from today's memory.

The first person to come to the door is an intelligence agent who can read the emotional information of the item.

The second person who came to the door was a fortune-teller who could divination for items.

The fortuneteller probably studied in Spain, with a mysterious style of painting, wrapping himself up like a witch.She has never joined a government agency, and before being invited here, she thought she was doing divination for the rich. She asked tremblingly at the headquarters of the Paris Commune, "Which aspect is the divination? Emotions, career, and the safety of the owner of the item?"

"Try all of them, and you can use that black hat for divination and give me enlightenment. Don't be nervous, my only request is that the black hat should not be dirty, and you need to keep it a secret afterwards." Baudelaire smiled kindly at the female superhuman , the eyebrows have an indelible gloomy beauty, like a flower of evil in full bloom.

A female with supernatural powers who is a fortune teller is a little distracted by her beauty.

The people of the Paris Commune are so nice.

She agreed, and the other party knew that divination was not a prediction, but a revelation, explaining that the content of the divination was vague and would not blame herself.She put on the gloves, and launched a divination-type supernatural ability on the black hat on the table.

Divination of feelings——

"It's the end of a love and the beginning of a love."

Divination business——

"Your life is rewritten because of it. It is a blessing and a nightmare. It can bring good luck and bad luck. Please follow the choice in your heart and don't hesitate. Your ending is doomed as early as the beginning."

Divination of safety——

"You will embrace yourself and sleep, yes, not as you wish, but as you wish."

The voice of the fortune-teller is hoarse like a bard, accepting the revelation of the gods and guiding the confused human beings.She told Baudelaire all the results of the divination, and then, she became the second person whose memory of today was erased by the leaders of the Paris Commune, and was politely invited out by the superhuman.

Baudelaire propped his cheek with his right hand, staring at the black hat in wonder, trying to interpret the divination.

"The first divination is about Attil's two love affairs, which is correct. The second divination says that the black hat is the key to changing life? The third divination... Embrace yourself and sleep? It sounds unknown, why? Will it be 'as you wish', does that fellow Verlaine want to be single for the rest of his life?"

After thinking for half an hour, he came to a conclusion.

"The content of divination is too vague."

No matter what result you get, you can reverse the divination content, which is why fortune tellers are so popular.No wonder fortunetellers are almost useless during wars, and they can easily disrupt military aircraft.

Through his own channels, Baudelaire found a few more guys with different abilities.

Through the effects of various supernatural powers, he sorted out the correct timeline: On March 29th, Arthur Rimbaud and Paul Verlaine received the mission in Paris, France, and did not set off immediately. They chose to set off at the end of the month. Arthur Rimbaud went to hat shops and food stores to order birthday gifts for tomorrow; on March 289th, Arthur Rimbaud celebrated Paul Verlaine's birthday, and the relationship between the two was not yet broken. Stayed overnight in apartment No. 31; on March [-], the two packed up their things and went to Japan to do a mission.

The failure of the espionage mission was caused by Paul Verlaine shooting Arthur Rimbaud first, Arthur Rimbaud defending and counterattacking, and misreading the "unknown energy body". It was a major mistake of two people.

Prior to this, Baudelaire was sure that neither Arthur nor Verlaine had been to Japan.

Their work records are detailed, the schedule is tight, and they supervise each other. They have been doing dangerous espionage missions in Europe, without a vacation as long as three months, and have very little contact with Asians.

So, how did Akio Aso know Rimbaud in Japan?

letter?

network?

Someone impersonated "Rimbaud"?

Baudelaire bent his fingers, tapped his knees twice, and contacted his students without delay. Some things had to be learned from Attil.

"Attil, come and meet me."

"it is good."

At the other end of the apartment, Arthur Rimbaud made an appointment with his teacher, sat on the dressing table, and asked Qiu to smack his face.

Ma Shengqiu also learned the beginner's skills to disguise Lantang.

Arthur Rimbaud adjusted the mask manually, pointed out where the makeup was not enough, and didn't care that Cho was wasting time.

This is an intimate time for the two.

Ma Shengqiu also brushed Arthur Rimbaud's cheeks with a makeup brush. Arthur Rimbaud closed his eyes and heard the man say, "Lan Tang, do you want to bring some gifts when you go to see the teacher?"

Arthur Rimbaud replied: "No, there is no such tradition in France."

Ma Shengqiu also put a bank card into Rimbaud's hand, "I have a gift here."

"Money?" Arthur Rimbaud resisted paying back the teacher's debt, "Your money is yours, you don't need to give it to my teacher, and you did something for the French government, and you didn't get a penny. A collection of poems is completely not enough."

Ma Shengqiu also bowed his head, his eyes were full of affection, "Then I will give it to you."

Arthur Rimbaud smiled at him, then looked in the mirror distressedly: "I smile so stiffly."

Ma Shengqiu also cherished every minute and every second of "safety time", coaxing: "It's not stiff at all, what others see is Lan Tang's mask, what I see is Lan Tang's soul."

Arthur Rimbaud was half embraced by Aso Akiya, and in the mirror was a loving same-sex couple.

They will not have blood offspring.

However, their worlds are intimate.

"Qiu is also very clingy abroad, does it mean that if I go out for a while, you will miss me so much?"

Arthur Rimbaud finds some romance back as usual.

"Yes, I love you."

Ma Shengqiu also knelt down to him and kissed the wedding ring on his hand, "Whether you are poor or rich, whether you are strong or weak, as long as you are the Arthur Rimbaud I know, I will always chase after you." by your side."

Arthur Rimbaud was in a trance, and said with emotion: "You really rarely call me by my French name."

Arthur Rimbaud's heart was nourished by love, and there was youthful embarrassment in his eyes.

"Look at me forever, Shuya."

Do not look at other people.

"I'm not perfect, but I will be countless times better than my French colleagues. I will not go out and mess around, and I will not accept small notes from anyone. My secrets outside of work will always be shared with you."

The curly-haired French youth shuddered at the touch of his soft lips against his wedding ring.

"How you do it, I will do it."

"How you love me, I will love you."

"You don't betray..."

"I will not betray."

The word "betrayal" is Arthur Rimbaud's hidden pain, which is rarely heard from his mouth.

This statement is the sincerity of the French.

Ma Shengqiu was also relieved.

Go see Baudelaire, go and listen to what Baudelaire said, the black hat has already been given, and I am willing to exchange the pain of being exposed for Verlaine's eternal death.

Darling, you'll never know why I made up the lie about knowing each other for three months.

I have such a low self esteem.

No month will ever pursue your confidence...

I am afraid that if you have amnesia, you don’t believe it. If you don’t believe that there is a Japanese who has known you for such a short time, you can fall in love. At that time, I couldn’t even afford a villa you like.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...my sick love hurts you.

I'm even more sorry...

The three-dimensional Rimbaud disdains to hear people apologize, and you are not willing to hear my apology, saying that I am indecisive and want to be a man, so I will not say this word in front of you again.

Please believe me, I am the person who loves you the most in this world.

……

Baudelaire invited Arthur to tea at the Paris Commune.

Arthur Rimbaud looked at the time on his phone, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, "Teacher, it's already time for afternoon tea, can we have dinner directly?"

Baudelaire smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you about amnesia."

Arthur Rimbaud and him sat on the top floor of the building, there was no one around, and the scenery was superb, not the kind of view overlooking the city from a super high-rise skyscraper, but enjoying drinking tea and chatting in a classical building, Go to see the artistic city streets and environment of the capital of the motherland, which are like oil paintings.

Baudelaire ate a bite of the small and delicate cake to replenish his mental exhaustion, and asked: "You lost your memory after the explosion, and you forgot your name and past. I read your biography—" He ignored Artie Er argued that it was not a biography, "How can you be sure that Ma Shengqiu didn't lie to you, your real name after amnesia is Rimbaud?"

Arthur Rimbaud chuckled: "Hat, I have a black round felt hat custom made in France."

Arthur Rimbaud pushed the cake aside to drink tea and drink it.

The teacher here is really top-notch.

"Coincidentally, the hat was my birthday present for Paul and it was lost to me. It had 'Rimbaud (Rimbaud)' embroidered in it. When I saw it, I thought it was mine."

"..."

Baudelaire choked on the cake.

Arthur Rimbaud saw that he was coughing uncontrollably, and the sweet and greasy cream easily made his trachea uncomfortable, so the respectful student patted the teacher on the back and brought him black tea, "Teacher, please be careful. "

Baudelaire breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at him with a look of uncertainty.

"Attil, do you still remember your original real name?"

"remember."

Arthur Rimbaud shrugged, his demeanor was calm, showing a bit of tenderness and nostalgia, "I will never completely forget the name my parents gave me, even if I haven't used my real name for many years."

"My real name is—"

"Paul Verlaine (Paul Verlaine)."

12 years ago, Arthur Rimbaud gave his real name to the humanoid weapon "No. 12 Black".

From now on.

The humanoid weapon with blond hair and blue eyes is also called Paul Verlaine.

The supernatural spy with black hair and green eyes changed his name to Arthur Rimbaud.

Baudelaire put the black tea on the table, and his little finger trembled imperceptibly, "Artille, do you still remember the origin of the surname 'Rimbaud (Rimbaud)'?"

Arthur Rimbaud was stunned, the time was too long, and it involved a forgotten existence, he tried hard to recall the previous work records: "It seems to be the name Paul used before? No, Paul was created artificially." Humanoid with supernatural powers, his body is a clone of supernatural beings made of human cells through genetic adjustment, so the name 'Rimbaud' is the name of Paul's body."

In this world, there are three French supernatural beings named "Rimbaud".

And the real "Rimbaud"—

"Since that person was cloned, he should have died long ago."

……

Original owner of Paul Verlaine's clones.

An extremely rare "self-contradictory" supernatural power user in the legend, without the aid of equipment, is born to create "singularity" by himself, possessing powerful and unimaginable power.

For example, there is a person with a supernatural ability whose supernatural effect is "weak boost superpower".

He used it on himself once, adding a weak superpower. When he used the supernatural power on himself for the second time, his supernatural power was stronger than the last time, so he could increase more power on himself.Repeat for the third, fourth, fifth... countless times, and this person's supernatural power will be so powerful that it will be abnormal.

Until——the most terrifying supernatural power comes out of control.

Such supernatural powers are like mastering the bugs of the world, without guidance, they can easily perish.

The owner of that cell, the cloned blonde and blue-eyed Arthur Rimbaud, had never been seen.

The French government could not find his whereabouts.

He is an enigma.

The only person in the know, write down the information on how to create humanoid weapons - "The Faun", the creator of "Secret of the Gentle Forest", has long since died, and the other party has proved with actions that the most important secrets will not be written on paper.

After "Fun God" was killed by "No. 12 Black", he also brought into hell what "No. 12 Black" who had temporarily gained freedom through the enemy and directly betrayed him wanted to know most.

Since then, "Black No. 12" has become a human being, but has been tortured by his inhuman status.

No.

He should be called—

The debauchery god known in French transcendental circles today - "Paul Verlaine".