Started with a green hat for Verlaine

As soon as the golden house came out, Aso also directly offended the Japanese government.

Fortunately, he died.

Otherwise, the Japanese government will direct this anger at him, and any special ability opening license will be useless. Before the gold flows into France, the Japanese government will do everything possible to restore it.

Unlike the Japanese government’s collective depression after hearing that the “Twilight Pavilion” was included in the subspace, the French government has both sorrows and joys, and the sorrow is the loss of Paul Verlaine, and the living Artille Rimbaud refuses to put the “Twilight Pavilion” "House" to the motherland, the joy is that this golden treasure is hung under the name of Lantang, and it is firmly controlled by the transcendents of the country, and people from other countries cannot get it.

Because of cultural differences, European countries are staring at the ownership of the Golden House, unable to understand why Huaguo, the leading superpower country in Asia, is discussing it more intensely than them?

Does this have anything to do with a coin of yours?

At this stage, the gold reserves of the "Twilight Pavilion" are still in the guessing stage, and its reserves are directly related to whether the powerful European countries will go to war in Japan.In just two days, there were so many powerful people with names and surnames who entered Japan that they could stop the heartbeat of the Japanese government.

At this moment, what is being compared is the different capabilities of each country in dealing with the "Color Collection".

There are more people with different abilities in the space system!

Coming to Nagano Prefecture in person, Fyodor saw the "Twilight Pavilion" suspended from the ground after the foundation was dug out by the "Color Painting Collection".His eyes flickered, Arthur Rimbaud's supernatural ability is worthy of the transcendent level, using subspace to include all the super large garden, apron, and private jets that come with the mansion, with a total area of ​​nearly [-] square meters !

For Arthur Rimbaud, everything here is a gift from Shuya.

"Tosi, the great magician has failed." Gogol appeared next to Fyodor in a strange posture, took off his top hat, and apologized to the person who confessed that he had sneaked into the "painting book".

"As expected." Fyodor nodded slightly.

"I can't locate at all." Gogol described it this way, "My supernatural ability allows me to connect with the space within 30 meters, but I use the line of sight to locate the front, and I want to enter the "colorful space" when the straight-line distance meets the conditions. When I was working on the painting collection", I found that I had hit the barrier of the subspace..." Gogol was not discouraged by the failure, and was very excited, "I knocked my head out of the bag."

This is a transcendent level space system ability!

He failed to crack it!

Arthur Rimbaud's supernatural ability is the confidential information leaked by other countries, and it is called "Colorful Collection". Unfortunately, his short-distance space teleportation ability was restrained by "Colorful Collection".

Gogol said with great joy: "Tuosi, those people will suffer a lot. I can confirm that the space inside the 'Painting Collection' has become independent from the outside and belongs to the category of 'Another World'. Arthur Rimbaud Using the cut space to create a world under his control."

It's okay for people with special abilities in the space system not to enter, but if they enter, they will be slaughtered by others, which is even worse.

It's not just him who will be unlucky next time!

The magician is the happiest.

"Stimulated by the outside world, Arthur Rimbaud's supernatural powers are evolving." Fyodor smiled knowingly at Gogol's escape, and judged indifferently, "Although it is not obvious, the subspace and The items inside are shrinking a little bit in the same proportion. Arthur Rimbaud cannot seal up large items for a long time. In order to keep the "Twilight Pavilion" safe, he controls the laws of physics inside the "Painting Book" and wants to put the " The Twilight Pavilion 'shrunk down so that it could be carried anywhere."

"Actually, he can put the 'Twilight Pavilion' in the sea." Gogol came up with a bad idea.

"Unless Arthur Rimbaud has been staying in the sea to keep watch, it doesn't make much sense." Fyodor covered the earlobe part of the white hat to block the cold wind blowing into his ears, "Let's go."

"Does Dosi also believe in the reward that Arthur Rimbaud said?" Gogol was curious.

"Well." Fyodor walked towards the foothold, "In a short period of time, Arthur Rimbaud did what he said, but over time, with the complexity of human nature, I don't want to make predictions..."

"Are we looking for resurrection-type superhumans?" Gogol kept asking questions.

"If we don't look for it, other countries will look for it, which can just expand our intelligence network and reach more cooperative relationships." Fyodor has long thought of a way to benefit from it.

"Yes." Gogol scratched his lips with his fingertips, "Athier Rimbaud also gave France some advantages, first make a deal with France, if France can't do it, then make a deal with Europe, and finally Offering rewards to the whole world, does Russia count as the scope of 'Europe'?"

"Eastern Europe, but Europeans don't recognize it." Fyodor said indifferently.

Russia has a huge land area, located in the northern part of the Eurasian continent, spanning two continents, three quarters of which are in Asia, but the capital Moscow is in Europe.

The mainstream religion in their country is the Orthodox Church.

Authentic European religion.

Rounding off, Russians consider themselves European for the most part.

Gogol looked at his own and Fyodor's skin, both of which were of Caucasian complexion, and couldn't help but say something heart-rending: "The Japanese think we are Europeans, and the Europeans think we are Asians, it's so funny So who are we Russians anyway?"

Fyodor: "..."

Good question, just like the reader teacher’s novel is published in Europe, but Russia is omitted.

"Gogol, if you are too free, I suggest you find the manuscript of the reader teacher."

"Huh? Does he have any other unpublished novels?"

"there must be."

A cold look appeared on Fyodor's face, and he listed the methods to deal with the "color painting collection" in his mind. While looking for the manuscript, let's fan the flames and create chaos in this world.

【Shibusawa-kun, do you want to obtain a large number of supernatural power crystals? 】

【…】

【Shibusawa-kun? 】

[It's too late for you to ask, I can't go out for the time being. 】

【Isn't it like Shibusawa-kun willingly accepting bondage? 】

[It’s just willing to bet and admit defeat. 】

Shibusawa Ryuhiko replied wearily to Majin.

At the end of the night of the funeral, Ranpo Edogawa made a bet with him on the phone. He made a bet on the grounds that "you dare to bet with me that Qiu can do something beyond your prediction", and lost People who want to stay at home cannot step out for a period of one month.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko saw the grand gathering of transcendents, and he was also in a state of mind, but Edogawa Ranpo contacted the Shibusawa family and the Japanese Supernatural Secret Service to keep an eye on him.

If he breaks the agreement, all magazines and newspapers will publish his "embarrassing stories".

——Edogawa Ranpo never shows mercy.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko made handicrafts in boredom, always paying attention to the development of the outside world, unconsciously tore a piece of paper with his hand, and folded a simple white paper crane. With a light blow, the white paper crane flew into the air and landed on the In his memory, Ma Shengqiu would sit beside him and chat with him, using the chat as a teaching content, folding an origami crane in his hand, and swearing that "I didn't eat free rice."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had no close friends before, let alone a teacher worthy of his admiration. His understanding of the world was limited to superficial information, and he thought highly of himself.

After getting to know Aso Qiuya, his life has undergone a great change.

Edogawa Ranpo, Nakahara Chuya, Rantang, Dazai Osamu, these people taught him a lesson in different ways, even if they said that they wanted to seize the crystal, they would not show disgusted expressions.It's like...it's like...funny, helpless, and expecting to be defeated.

The young man's eyes were dim vermilion, the back of his hand rested on his chin, his eyes dropped, and fell on the nails of his own hands. The nails were pitch black—the nail polish that was given to him by the teacher on his last birthday.

"Will I be protected by the person I want to kill?"

Not for profit, not for the family, not even for the supernatural power in him.

He clearly speculated that Edogawa Ranpo's sudden bet originated from the content of the will, and Aso Qiu must let Edogawa Ranpo take care of him.

In order to protect himself, Edogawa Ranpo used this method to restrict his travel.

——Don't go out, there are threats to you outside.

"It's boring."

"Too boring."

"I didn't regard you as friends, and each of you was affectionate."

"Things that exceeded expectations...too annoying..."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's voice is so low that he can no longer easily say "I like things that exceed expectations, so that I will not be bored."

In the past, he thought that his hands could change the world.

Now, he can't even stir the sky of Japan, so he is so powerless.

Is this growth?

That's pretty damn good.

Sooner or later, I will turn you transcendents into ordinary people in the fog zone!

……

The two lived in the same hotel, and the phantom knocked on the door of Maupassant's hotel room.

Guy de Maupassant, as if he was afraid of seeing him, refused to open the door, hid behind the door and asked, "Phantom, what's the matter?"

His colleagues told him that the Phantom's appearance was no longer ugly.

The phantom wearing a half-face mask not only regained some confidence, but also dared to walk in the sight of others. Through the conditioning method given by the doctor, he forced himself to eat, and restored his skinny body to be close to that of ordinary people, so that he no longer had to wear a suit The feeling of wearing a skeleton shelf.

The phantom at the moment is a mysterious French opera singer, whose handsome face can be vaguely seen.

That infatuation is the only cherry on the cake.

Tempting to taste.

Who doesn't want to have a sincere love that begins with talent.

Maupassant is flustered, he can’t find a reason to say that he doesn’t like Phantom, Phantom has shared his personality and conditions with him, accepting each other means that there are endless operas and spiritual lovers, but...he wants to give up the whole film The forest and the beauties waiting to be "saved".

Can Phantom's love for him last forever?

If he accidentally cheated, can Phantom not close his little black room, or die with him?

Unbeknownst to Maupassant, the desperate love between Arthur Rimbaud and Akiya Aso is just around the corner. This colleague has proved one thing with his own experience—marriage is a grave!

Phantom roughly guessed the reason for Maupassant's escape, and cursed angrily in his heart.

What are you running away from!

What good are lovers who don't love you!

We can exchange literature, music, operas, plays, all interests, and your lovers will only ask you for money and jewels!

The phantom thought that Guy was forced to resist his own affairs for the audience of the Paris Opera House, and his heart ached. The private lives of the rich in France are generally very chaotic. Comparing their character with Guy, Guy is completely fine. Kill these people in seconds, after all, Guy has no other weird sexual fetishes, but simply spends money on prostitution.

The money exchange between you and me is beyond reproach.

In France, paying for such sexual services is not a crime, it is the operator who is guilty.

The Phantom was like a hunter who restrained his ferocious fangs, and spent all his patience on Guy de Maupassant, "Guy, can you accompany me to see the 'Twilight Pavilion'?"

Guy de Maupassant didn't take the bait, and said tactfully: "I have something to do, you can go alone."

The indifferent face of the phantom of the top architect: "Okay, you guys from the French government are too busy. I'm going to find Mr. Shakespeare. It just so happens that we both have some interest in architecture. We must have a good conversation."

Guy de Maupassant: "!!!"

Phantom, the Brits will have bad intentions for you!

Not to mention Shakespeare, who likes actors, Oscar Wilde is a big British dog!

10 minute later.

Guy de Maupassant changed his clothes for going out and appeared in the car, trying not to make physical contact with the Phantom. The driver drove the two of them straight to their destination, Nagano Prefecture.

The Phantom didn't care at all, and squeezed poor Mr. Maupassant into the corner of the car.

His fingers were on the edge of the half-mask, about to take it off.

Guy de Maupassant immediately covered his eyes.

dont see!

You won't be seduced by sex!

"Aren't you going to look at the face you chose for me?" Phantom sneered, a trace of sadness flashed in her gold-plated pupils, "I'm not ugly anymore, if you care that my appearance is fake, you can also look at it Tell me after passing me, I promise I won't use this face to appear in front of you again..."

Guy de Maupassant whispered: "It's not that serious. I support your plastic surgery so that you can walk out of the Paris Opera House and go wherever you want."

Phantom said: "But I just want to go to your heart."

After Guy de Maupassant blocked his view, he could only feel the breath close to his skin.

"Phantom, you are talented and capable, and there will be many people who will pursue you in the future."

"Those people are just here for the face."

"But... I want me to see you, and I will too."

"No! Not the same!"

Phantom refuted the other party, grabbed the other party's hands, and slowly opened the other party's sight.

"I just want you, I want you—look at me! I won't be the second Aso Akiya! We share a common country. If you think I'm weak, I can improve your abilities for you!"

"I will do everything you want, please be happy for me."

"Guy de Maupassant!"

"My muse!"

When Maupassant heard his words, he was so embarrassed and ashamed that he could find a hole to slip in.

The driver said, "I promise I'm a deaf man, didn't hear it, and won't record it, M. de Maupassant."

Maupassant gritted his teeth: "The people of the Paris Commune shut up!"

In anger, Maupassant opened his eyes abruptly, and bumped into the "trap" fabricated by the phantom with love. The face was not too feminine and beautiful, like a handsome young man full of joy on the streets of France, and like It is a ghost seeking love in the dark night, eager to imprison you by your side.

[Please fall in love with me, dance with me, and fall for me. 】

[I will create for you all my life. 】

Maupassant's hand caressed this face that was not too stunning, but with particularly gloomy and deep eyes.

It doesn't have to be great.

Beauty should not be the best place for Phantom.

Seeing Maupassant's softened gaze, Phantom seemed to feel the reason why Maupassant chose this face. The gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated, he opened his lips lightly, and sang a classical melody.

The distance from Yokohama to the "Twilight Pavilion" gave the Phantom some time to sing.

Maupassant never personally listened to the complete song he sang, because that was the condition for the Phantom's supernatural power to be activated, so Maupassant did not really appreciate the full charm of the "Music Angel".

That's the song of the soul.

Maupassant's migraine symptoms were also relieved.

At the end of the song, Phantom ecstatically kissed the relaxed Maupassant, drowning Maupassant with the French enthusiasm that he had no chance to show.

Maupassant grumbled, his ears flushed, as if to say: "I will be laughed to death by my colleagues."

Then, Maupassant held the phantom's head.

deepened the kiss.

Arthur Rimbaud and Ma Shengqiu dared to love and hate, how could Guy de Maupassant be afraid, love or not, it all depends on whether the other person is worth letting him go.Phantom burns up Maupassant's forest with a surging flame of love, without giving the other party a chance to hesitate.

After arriving at the destination, Maupassant and Phantom saw the "Twilight Pavilion" outside. Maupassant grabbed the driver's shoulder, shook the other side, and threatened and lured: "Delete the surveillance in the car for me!"

Phantom suppressed a smile, not used to the feeling of not having a mask on her face, she turned her head to look out the car window.

The "Twilight Pavilion" has shrunk by half.

Still bright.

Phantom was deeply attracted by its style and structure after seeing it.

Phantom's shoulders were heavy, Maupassant leaned over, looked at the "Twilight Pavilion" curiously, and made a voice of envy in the soul: "Is love really so powerful? Can you give up everything?"

Phantom silently recalled her arrangement in the Paris Opera House, and seriously determined her love.

Those gunpowder hidden in the barrels in the cellar are useless.

It is my own mercy that did not wipe out those shameless transcendents and blow up the Paris Opera House.

"Yes," he said.

After Maupassant had the cheek to accept the relationship, he said happily like a lark: "Phantom, Attil's Japanese lover gave him a golden house. I can't be worse than him!"

The phantom who earns a lot of money but was drained by Baudelaire: "..."

Guy, you transcenders are really not that valuable, and it is easy for the government to pay you back.

Don't raise your price on your own!

……