I, Zhongli, wander the world

As Osamu Dazai said, when Nanami Jianren reported this situation to the higher authorities, he received a rather ambiguous attitude from the upper management.

Ango Sakaguchi, who was just the person in charge of the handover, was soft-spoken, Xia Youjie almost turned the table over on the spot, but those upper-level people who were talking through the screen still gave the answer of "planning in the long run".

"The importance of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability in the strategic sense is unquestionable, and that 'adult' also needs to be treated with caution." Someone said grandly, "At the moment when the two are in conflict, we need to find a suitable one. The balance point, we can’t just act rashly.”

These scenes are almost like saying "we don't want to deal with this matter".After the meeting, Xia Youjie walked out of the conference room with a gloomy expression, and shook his head at Jianren Qihai who was waiting outside.

"Really..." The blond man lowered his head and clenched his fist unwillingly.

"I won't give up." Xia Youjie shook his head and said, "Mr. Zhongli has helped a lot whether it is the magic world or me personally. What's more, this is about the special magic spirit in Yokohama. I should have resolved this matter."

"I agree with Senior Xia Yu's words very much, but there is a very real problem at present." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, "Whether it is for us or for the high-level, the biggest key point and difficulty right now is still finding Tatsuhiko Shibusawa base, and even after so many days, we still have no clue.”

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's fog can not only attack supernatural beings, but also make all electronic equipment malfunction, and the thick fog blocks the line of sight.This is also the reason why the Supernatural Agents Division has not been able to lock on Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

Xia Youjie pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Where are Qihai Jun and Dazai Jun now?"

"Ah, are you Dazai-kun and Zhongyuan-kun?" Nanami Jianren recalled the conversation between the two teenagers before they parted. "They went back to the detective agency and said they were going to find the two detectives from the detective agency."

"Well, let's—"

The rest of the words were drowned in the sudden piercing siren. At the same time, the built-in radio of the Secret Service Division was also turned on at the same time.

"Master Xia You! Intensive spell reactions have been found in many areas of Yokohama City! Preliminary estimates...all of them are above level one! The possibility of special level cannot be ruled out!"

"What?" Xia Youjie's face changed slightly.

"Random?"

Yosano Akiko looked at the panting two in surprise, "Ranpo went to Tokyo for a business trip with Ayatsuji-kun this morning, don't you know?"

"I heard that some difficult relationship household asked people to go by name and surname, and it's not easy to refuse because of face..."

"What a coincidence." Dazai Osamu said immediately before he finished speaking with Yosano Akiko, "The timing and choice of events are really subtle. The other party deliberately dismissed the detectives from the detective agency."

Needless to say, the purpose of sending away the detectives, every time one's own brain is weakened, the time for them to find Shibusawa Tatsuhiko will be delayed a bit.

It was at this moment that the detective agency's landline rang suddenly.

It was Ranpo Edogawa who called.

As soon as the phone was connected, the young detective's serious voice came out from the receiver.

"Dazai, what happened to Mr. Zhongli?"

This sentence is more like an imperative sentence than a question. Obviously, something unexpected happened there, and Edogawa Ranpo deduced the situation in Yokohama from the clues.Osamu Dazai didn't talk nonsense, and simply took the opportunity of the phone call to tell Edogawa Ranpo and Yosano Akiko about the matter at the same time.

Yosano Akiko, who did not expect such a thing to happen, widened her eyes, and subconsciously looked at Nakahara Chuya, but only saw the chilling serious expression of the red-haired boy.

Osamu Dazai said a few more words, it seemed that Ranpo Edogawa on the opposite side questioned something, Osamu Dazai said: "I know... yes... don't worry, nothing will happen..."

It sounded like soothing, if it wasn't for Edogawa Ranpo's tone of excitement over there so that even the microphone couldn't completely isolate the sound.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head and left.

Not long after he went down to the first floor, Osamu Dazai also chased him up from behind.

"Where are you going, Chuya?" The boy's calm voice came from behind.

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and said in a suppressed voice: "Dazai...what do you know?"

"Ok?"

"As you said just now, this is too coincidental." Nakahara Nakaya turned around and looked directly at Dazai Osamu seriously, "It doesn't matter whether it's this matter or you."

Osamu Dazai looked at him and didn't speak immediately.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, "Your timing is very delicate. Although it seems that everything is done out of rigorous considerations and every step is reasonable, this is not something you will do."

"Even Luanbu is so excited, why did you stop me from fighting for that slight possibility at that time?"

Just because he didn't think in this direction for a while, it doesn't mean that Zhongyuanzhong also ignored this abnormality.

Osamu Dazai is intelligent, but he is also emotional at the same time.Even if there was a [-]% possibility that Zhong Li hadn't followed Shibusawa Tatsuhiko far away under the circumstances at that time, Osamu Dazai would not let Nakahara Chuya slow down in order to guard against the supernatural power.

Under the seemingly reasonable choice, it is a loophole that only those close to him can detect.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly laughed.

"...It's quite sharp where it shouldn't be, Chuya." The black-haired boy smiled and took a step closer, leaning forward slightly, "Then, does Chuuya believe me?"

Obviously they are just peers who are not much taller than themselves, but a little closer brings full oppression.However, Chuya Nakahara didn't back down a bit. He looked directly into Osamu Dazai's eyes and said solemnly, "Well, I believe in you."

You are my friend, so I trust you.

Reading this sentence from Nakahara Nakaya's eyes, Osamu Dazai, who originally wanted to see the other party's jokes, felt uncomfortable instead.He straightened up, handed over Zhongli's mobile phone that he had put away earlier, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Then let's take Mr.'s phone first, if I guess right, there should be an urgent matter soon." occur……"

The phone suddenly rang.

Nakahara Chuya picked it up immediately, and Oda Sakunosuke's voice came from the receiver: "Mr. Zhongli?"

"Mr. is not here, it's me." Nakahara Chuya didn't blindly say about Zhongli, "Mr. Oda, what's the matter?"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't answer right away, there were several gunshots, explosions, and even a faint roar on the other end of the phone. A few seconds later, Oda Sakunosuke's rough voice sounded again: "This side of the orphanage Something went wrong, more than one curse spirit attacked the orphanage, and ordinary firearms couldn't cause effective damage. Atsushi and Ryunosuke couldn't stand it anymore."

The end of the words was once again submerged in the roar of guns, and then the line was directly disconnected in a whistling.

"Mr. Oda?!" Nakahara Chuya raised his voice, but there was only a blind voice on the microphone.

He punched the wall next to him.

Did you choose an orphanage...

With this thought in his mind, Osamu Dazai said directly: "Chuya, go and help Oda. Don't worry, I will find Mr. Zhongli."

As he said that, he looked at Nakahara Nakaya's expression about to say something, and added: "I have other channels in terms of force, so you don't have to worry about me being beaten to death by Shibusawa Ryuhiko."

There was also a hell of a joke at the end of the sentence.Zhong Yuanzhong was also unmoved, and just said: "I don't know what you want to do. Since you don't want to say anything, I won't ask. But Dazai, you must put your own safety first."

Hearing the same entrustment as Zhongli from Zhongyuan Zhongya, Osamu Dazai smiled so much that his brows and eyes curled up, "Don't worry, I will."

He smiled and stared at Zhongyuan Zhongye's back, until the back turned into a small dot in the sky, then he nodded the head of the little thrush standing silently on his shoulder.

"It's just the two of us now," he said with a smile.

Little Thrush gave a soft cry in response.

So Osamu Dazai took out his own mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the number provided by Fukuji Sakurachi.

"The world is full of evil, and no matter how pure a child is, one day he will be polluted by evil, so giving them relief before that is a redemption."

Fyodor poured the just-brewed black tea in the brass samovar into the bone china teacup, and pushed the teacup over, with a gentle smile on his face, "Don't Mr. Zhongli think so?"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko went out again not long after he came back.It seemed that he didn't care whether Fyodor helped him wholeheartedly, but the supernatural power crystallization left by him before he left clearly showed his distrust.

But what they are in now is a church-like hall.

The interior of the house used by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko as a stronghold was obviously rebuilt, and there were even some rough traces at the junction of the domes.But the windows below have been carefully taken care of, and the colorful stained glass filters all the light into beautiful colors, reflecting the whole room brilliantly.

There is an exquisite round table in the center of the hall. Tables like this are usually used to display afternoon tea supplies.And the top did live up to expectations, with large and small plates of cakes, pies, sweet breads, etc. piled up in abundance, and there were several plates of jam and honey for dipping.

If it didn't appear in such a quiet and empty hall, this table would almost make people think it was a tea party for a Russian lady.

But now, there are two men sitting on both sides. Although the atmosphere of the conversation is peaceful and quiet, the meaning contained in the words makes people shudder.

"Children flutter butterflies purely to satisfy their own selfishness. Although they kill animals without knowing it, it is a crime to judge based on this." Zhong Li looked down at the transparent and clear black tea soup in the bone china cup, "Ethics, human nature , desire, when these collide, no one can claim to have never been guilty."

The corner of Fyodor's mouth curled up: "Then Mr. Zhongli thinks that such a crime should not be punished?"

"Evil is never judged from a personal or other point of view, regardless of redemption or punishment." Zhong Li said unmoved, "When a 'society' composed of rules appears in civilization, evil starts from a vague concept. have real meaning.”

"No one has the right to go beyond the rules in the name of a private individual."

"Even you?"

"Even me."

"So you won't be saved even if you see Yokohama's suffering?"

"Humanity's own suffering never needs any kind of existential salvation, and human beings can't be knocked down just to such a degree. Since the replacement of theocracy is a proven necessity, there is no such lofty description as 'salvation'." Zhong Li said calmly.

"In a world ruled by man, everything is given to others. And I am just a bystander wandering in this world, and I have no right to discipline those who are out of sight."

At the time of the Demon God War, he had lived in Tivat for thousands of years, and the edges and corners of his character had been worn away, but because of his natural strength, he voluntarily took over the responsibility of protecting the world.Even though the prosperous Liyue is still surrounded by demons, it still has its own order and power. He has delegated power to people neatly, and he no longer cares about major affairs in the world.

Not to mention this world where gods have never ruled the world and where humans have come step by step.

He has neither the obligation nor the qualification to decide anything too arrogantly for the human beings in this world.

The left and right are nothing more than the body of an adult, and it is enough to take care of the children in the family and take care of one-third of an acre of land.

Fyodor stared blankly at the god sitting in front of him.

When he said these words, the expression of the god was really peaceful and stable, as if what he said was just an ordinary chat, and he should appear in a restaurant and a tea stand instead of this rough "church".

"So that's the way it is, so you think so..." The boy from Russia murmured, and a smile that seemed to be nothingness suddenly appeared on his face.

Low laughter echoed in the hall.

"That's... what a pity." He said softly, "It seems that we can't reach a consensus on this aspect."

His purpose has never been to seek God, or rather, this is just one of the purposes.

What he wants to determine more is whether this god will become an obstacle on his way forward.

Fyodor believed in God.

He just never believed in God.

"Indeed."

Zhongli said calmly, "The belief is established, if it is easily shaken by others, it is also called 'faith' in vain. This is the same for you and me."

It's never a bad thing for people to want to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods.

But Fyodor's problem has never been his arrogance, but his desire to perform divine punishment on the basis of destroying the existing order.

"So, even if you say that you don't care about world affairs, if the order of this world collapses completely, so that it is full of devastation, you will not sit idly by." Fyodor said with a chuckle, "Then I can only work hard to let the world It doesn't collapse so completely."

- This is a lie.

Following Fyodor's words, Shibusawa Ryuhiko was quietly watching the battle in front of him in a block further away.

The medicine that controls the formation of the mantra is the medicine that is added to the water source, and it is a reagent that he accidentally obtained in a foreign laboratory.The curse spirits spawned are more powerful and more likely to decay and perish.And not long after he got the reagent, the Russian mouse came to his door, claiming that Yokohama had what he needed, but he needed some "little tricks."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who had nothing to do, naturally agreed at that time.

To muddy the water in Yokohama, take the order of Yokohama as a hostage, and let that god go with him, this is too easy and natural for Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.The only accident is probably that his supernatural ability didn't work.

It doesn't matter, the more difficult it is to extract, the more likely it is the "light" he was looking for.

With hope, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko completely lost interest in continuing to play with the forces in Yokohama. He directly used the convenience of the mist to volatilize all the reagents into the air, causing the concentration of elements in several specific areas to skyrocket several times.

I hope to see a good and enjoyable program while chasing the "light".

With such a pure idea, he was like a researcher observing a mouse, without any malice in it.

The ravages of the curse spirit soon attracted people from the spell class.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko hid in the dark, watching those conjurers exorcising the curse spirits with cold eyes.

boring.boring.boring.

He wandered aimlessly, thinking that he would go back when he completely lost interest, until he wandered into an orphanage in the suburbs.

There, there were a few supernatural beings resisting the attack of the curse spirits, trying to stop those curse spirits outside the orphanage.

I don't remember putting reagents here, but looking at those curse spirits, they are just a group of first and second grades, presumably they are particles blown by the wind.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko thought indifferently, and then went to observe those supernatural beings.

One adult, two children.

Your lord is only using ordinary firearms, but seeing that he often dodges flexibly before the attack of the curse spirit, it must be some kind of supernatural ability that will not be displayed.As for the two children, one turned the cloth on his body into a sharp blade, and every time he cut it on the curse spirit, he would gouged out a piece alive, as if some monster swallowed the curse spirit; the other child directly turned his body into a white tiger, a cat, etc. Killing those curse spirits like animals, it seems ordinary.

boring.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko thought about it, but considering the supernatural ability of that adult seemed a bit interesting, he closed his eyes slightly, and mist slowly appeared from under his feet.

It seems to be enough to enter your own collection library.

The lingering white mist gradually thickened, while the supernatural beings on the other side were still fighting unconsciously, and just before the mist was about to cover, a small figure from the sky fell into the battlefield like a meteor.

boom! !

The sky-shattering sound erupted from the front of the door, shaking away the curse spirit and at the same time dispersing the lingering mist.And those mist are like solidified jelly, after a moment of diffusion, they slowly recover and condense.

Nakahara, who was about to let Sakunosuke Oda bring the child into the house, suddenly stopped.

How could he forget the fog that he had just seen a few hours ago.

The ochre-haired boy turned his head abruptly, and before the fog had fully condensed, his eyes locked on the figure standing at the edge of the distant woods.

"Shi, Ze, Ryu, Yan——!!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was called by his name through gritted teeth, tilted his head slightly, "Oh, you are the one next to that god... I heard that your ability is also very interesting."

"Ah, is it interesting?" Nakahara Chuya had veins popping out of his forehead, "Answer me, where did you take Mr.?"

"Sir? That god?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko looked away with disinterest, "Well, does he actually like this kind of troublesome fetters as shackles? It's really...boring."

Within a few words, the surrounding fog had almost completely enveloped Zhongya, and a red crystal faintly emerged from his chest.

"However, since this is the case, he should be happy to go back with the abilities you left behind." Shibusawa Ryuhiko said, causing the fog to completely cover the entire area.

And just as he expected, there was no sound coming from the place shrouded in fog.

With the ability of gravity, it is quite easy to counter-kill the body that has become an ordinary person——

A stone glowing red shot out from the mist, disturbed the thick white mist all the way, and smashed hard on Shibusawa Ryuhiko's face.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who reacted extremely quickly, immediately activated the defense-strengthening ability in his collection, but he was still a step too late. Blood splashed from the corner of his cut mouth, and was directly smashed behind him by the inertia of the stone. trees.

"... Huh?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who fell to the ground with his long hair loose, didn't even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, but just stared at the end of the thick fog in a daze. Stepping out of the thick fog step by step.

"I thought it was so difficult." Nakahara Nakahara, with a red and black pattern on his face, looked down at Shibusawa Ryuhiko who fell on the ground, "If you can press it back, your ability is probably at this level. "

His hand was pressing on his chest, and on top of it, a bright red crystal was slowly sinking back into his chest cavity unwillingly.

"...You can actually fight against your own abilities?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko said in disbelief.

"What is confrontation? It's my own superpower. It's your turn to control it." Nakahara said disdainfully. At this time, he finally showed his brother Nakahara's spirit, and fiercely compared to Shibusawa Ryuhiko. With the middle finger, he said in a vicious voice: "Hey, tell me where the husband is quickly, or I will beat you until you want to!"

"That kind of thing, that kind of thing is fine." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood up staggeringly, with unprecedented enthusiasm bursting out of his eyes, "Show me, show me more, your Resist the will of your own abilities!"

In his hands, a large number of crystals are ready to go.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's face also became serious.

"It seems that you chose the latter path." The boy said, the red light on his body soared.

Their figures collided.

On the other side, the dialogue between Fyodor and God is still going on.

"Ah, of course this is a joke, please don't worry about it." Fyodor said with a smile after saying "don't let it collapse so completely", "I know that even if I say that, Zhongli You won't believe me, sir."

"The world has never been used as your weight, but as your balance. What does the increase or decrease of the weight have to do with the wear and tear of the balance?" Zhongli said calmly, "Therefore, the most correct way is to It should have kept you here."

Fyodor chuckled, "Would you do that?"

"I would, but it's pointless."

Zhong Li raised his eyes and looked at him, "After all, even if your body is not here, what's the use of leaving a talisman paper?"

The Russian boy suddenly burst into flames.

The ignited flames showed an ominous black color, and the rich mantra power spread in the air as it burned, even the body made of mantra power was burned and distorted.

There was no surprise on Zhongli's face.

From the first time they met, he had seen through the fact that Fyodor in front of him was not his real body, and at this moment he was just staring at the talisman paper that was the core of his body, watching the last mantra power burn out.

"Mr. Zhongli, you are an enlightened god, and I am very happy chatting with you." Fyodor's voice was still faintly heard through the flames, "It's just that you are not what I expected after all, what a pity. "

"Next time we meet, maybe..."

The rest of his words dissipated in the depths of that flame.

The talisman paper fell quietly, and was swallowed by the space door that suddenly appeared on the opposite chair, even the last trace of existence was erased.

Zhong Li took a sip of the cooled black tea in his hand.

At this time, the door of the hall suddenly opened, and a group of people in anti-terrorism clothing filed in with guns. The guns in their hands were pointed at all parts of the room, but they found that except for the mission target on the chair, the The room was empty.

A young man in military uniform came last.

The young man has slightly curled black hair, a standard long knife hanging around his waist, and the three plum petals under his left eye are particularly eye-catching.

The expressionless young man walked all the way to Zhongli, and meticulously gave a standard military salute to Zhongli who was drinking tea slowly.

"I'm an action member of the military and police special unit [Hound Dog], Suehiro Tetsuchang." The young man said, "Mr. Zhongli, that Mr. Dazai said that he would like to invite you home for dinner."

The voice was as calm as if he was reciting a text in a serious manner.