I, Zhongli, wander the world

Let’s not talk about how [Osamu Dazai]’s pupils shook.

In the main world, Osamu Dazai, who was chasing the curse spirit, suddenly slowed down.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru next to him also slowed down his pace thoughtfully, "Did you find anything new, Dazai?"

If other people came to assist him in the investigation, although the strongest in the magic circle would listen to suggestions selectively, he would definitely not pay attention to the trend as he is now.

He has known Osamu Dazai since Okinawa, and he knows the intelligence of the young hound, and knows that it is the strength of "wisdom" on another level different from his "strength".Gojo Satoru respects the strong, so he will also respect the opinions of Osamu Dazai who has shown his strength.

Of course, after respect, whether to listen or not is his own business.

Osamu Dazai didn't speak immediately, the young hound frowned slightly, resisting the urge to stroke his neckline.

At that moment just now, there was an unbearable burning pain from the imprint under his bandage.

That was his imprint representing the blessing of the gods.

what happened?

Although he has no authority to obtain higher-level information, as a member of the Hound, Osamu Dazai is naturally qualified enough to know part of the real situation.He knew that in the face of such a severe situation, those politicians who were at a loss would definitely try their best to ask Mr. Zhongli for help even if they were thinking about the chair under their buttocks.

After all, this is just a group of human beings who will only shirk their responsibilities when they encounter problems. How can the efficiency of solving problems be as high as that of a real god?

Osamu Dazai knew very well that with the current abilities of his cheap captain, it was not enough to cause any influence or harm to his husband. Even with the addition of the knife that sealed the power of Tianyuan, it could barely cause some troubles at most.

However, the mutation of the blessing is so clear that even if Dazai Osamu reluctantly told himself "Mr. will be fine", he still couldn't convince himself.

So, what information was he missing?

"It's okay." Dazai Osamu blinked, showing a flawless smile, "Probably my illusion, our current investigation direction is right."

He nonchalantly described his abnormality as an illusion of investigation.

Sigma on the side breathed a sigh of relief, "Really, I thought you were going to do something out of the ordinary again..."

"Huh? Little Sigma, do you have any opinion on your chief?" Osamu Dazai smiled like a Widowmaker.

"I have a lot of opinions, please reflect on it! And don't just add nicknames to other people's names!"

Sigma said that after such a long period of torture, he is no longer the original Sigma, and he will no longer passively accept the torture of an unscrupulous boss without knowing how to fight back!

The two soldiers and police were fighting and fighting, but Gojo Satoru was not easily fooled by Osamu Dazai. He was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Speaking of illusions, it may be my illusions, and there are some things in this operation. It's an element of coincidence."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head.

"'Window' discovered the curse spirit this time, and then reported it urgently. Isn't that how this mission started?" Gojo Satoru thought about it, "But based on what I know about 'window', their efficiency Not this high."

"That is the curse spirit that escaped from Jie's hand. After that, even I couldn't find its trace in a short time. It doesn't make sense that 'window' can find clues in such a short time."

Gojo Wu's words would be considered arrogant to an ordinary conjurer, but when he said them, they were completely believable.

After all, "Window", a department composed of various technical ordinary people and low-level investigation magicians, how can it compare with Six Eyes, which has clues and targeted investigations?

But even under such conditions, "Window" was still lucky enough to find clues, while Gojo Satoru needed the assistance of Dazai Osamu to find the curse spirit that had shown its feet.

"Of course, I also said that this is probably just my illusion. Maybe those people who always make mistakes in their intelligence finally got it right?" Gojo Satoru shrugged indifferently.

Delusion?

Originally Osamu Dazai didn't understand the working principle of the "window", but after talking about it, some kind of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Before Osamu Dazai had time to think carefully, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards him.During this time, Osamu Dazai, who had developed his conditioned reflexes through fighting, almost subconsciously kicked over, kicking the mutant human that was rushing towards him into a corner.

Gojo Satoru's reaction was even faster. The tall, white-haired young man only moved a few times in a row to clean up all the mutant humans who were ambushing around him.

"Oh, it's annoying, is this the Six Eyes?" On the higher roof, the curse spirit covered in sutures said dissatisfiedly, and then quickly jumped and ran away between the roofs.

"Over there?" The curse spirit appeared, and Gojo Gojo no longer carried Osamu Dazai, who was difficult to keep up with, and wanted to chase there.

"Wait, Mr. Gojo, that's just a cover." Dazai Osamu stopped the conjurer at the right time, and shook the task card he found out from the mutant human, "This security company is on its way to escape, now It is estimated that all of them have been turned into monsters to block our way. From the perspective of the spells it possesses, an empty company is not conducive to the display of strength."

As he said, Osamu Dazai looked at the opposite position, "In the other direction, there is a shopping mall that is on the verge of bankruptcy. Although there are not many people left because it is about to close down, if it were me, I would choose it as a shopping mall. Obstructing level."

Without saying anything, Gojo Satoru immediately turned around and ran towards the shopping mall.

Sure enough, as Osamu Dazai said, the shopping mall had become a lair of mutant humans. After arranging for Sigma, who could only use pistols, to find a place to hide by himself, the two went straight to the top floor.

They finally blocked the humanoid curse spirit on the roof.

"What, although it was expected, it's really uncomfortable to be seen through the plan." The curse spirit covered in sutures pouted like a child.

Osamu Dazai calmly gestured to Gojo Satoru with a calm gesture, "You lured us here on purpose, why?"

"Well... because it's interesting." The curse spirit said in a contemplative manner, "If you can't follow, you'll be played around like stupid reptiles; if you follow, then let [that guy] have some trouble .It's fun anyway."

"[That guy]?"

"Because I'm bound, I can't say it, but I really don't like his attitude." Curse Spirit said.

No, no.

It seems that all the logic is self-consistent, but there is an intuition that reminds Osamu Dazai that something is wrong.

The curse spirit who happened to be discovered by the "window", Wujo Wu, who happened to find no clues, and the high-level executive who happened to send himself, happened to have a rift with the people behind the scenes.

A supernatural item that existed in urban legends suddenly jumped into Osamu Dazai's mind.

"Book".

Legendary supernatural props that can affect reality and rewrite the future.

At this moment, his thoughts suddenly became clear, and the complicated information that he hadn't paid attention to before was suddenly reorganized in his brain at an inhuman speed. Dazai Osamu's pupils almost shrank to the size of a pinprick, and even the curse spirit that attacked him was beaten by the opponent. Only after the flight is hindsight.

"What are you in a daze for, Dazai!" Gojo Satoru's voice pierced his ears, and the next second, the unbearable floor under his feet cracked, and Dazai, who was about to fall into the lower floor, suddenly looked up and subconsciously wanted to save himself Gojo Satoru stopped him loudly: "Wait—!"

late.

The moment the fingertips touched the wrist, the limitless covering the whole body was released, and an inconspicuous stone shot out from the dark place, making a shallow gash on Wujo Wu's fair face.

The curse spirit laughed and jumped off the top floor.

At the same time, Nakahara, who was far away in the Yokohama Hotel, also jumped out of the window to escape under the hail of bullets.

Everything that happened in front of him was impacting Zhongyuan Zhongye's cognition, the sudden appearance of corpses, the sudden contamination of blood, the sudden accusation of crimes, Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was only an ordinary college student, didn't even know how all of this happened .

The only thing he knew was that he could not take action against these soldiers and police, nor could he allow them to catch them back.

Saying "let go of resistance", he shot without hesitation, and Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't guarantee whether he would be shot to death if he was caught with nothing.

This is so weird, I have to find sir, I need to find out what the hell is going on.

He subconsciously wanted to find his closest elders to solve the problem, but he didn't even know that the prison gate where "Mr." was sealed was only tens of meters away from him.

A few stray bullets were shot from behind, and Zhong Yuanzhong also blocked most of the ones coming towards him, but one missed bullet happened to be embedded in a big tree, and the flying sawdust scratched his unsuspecting arm.

At that moment, formations with intricate patterns lit up on the two people who were far away in Yokohama and Tokyo at the same time.

Gojo Satoru, who had just pulled Osamu Dazai out of the pit, was about to ask why he stopped him, but suddenly he groaned, and it took almost all of his willpower to stop.

"Hey……?"

The brain is stunned, the limbs are weak, and it is almost impossible to maintain the self-operating operation all the time. The paralysis that has never been felt is transmitted from the wound to the limbs. The supernatural toxin that is completely integrated with the cells in the body at that moment It is no longer possible to expel it autonomously with no lower limit.

"Tsk." Dazai Osamu reluctantly supported the tottering tall young man, his eyes were cold, but the expression on his face was unprecedentedly calm.

If you simply exclude yourself from the influence of the "book", the people behind the scenes only need to give yourself a task, and there is no need to bring along the strongest man in the magic world.

Putting him and Wujo Satoru together, besides the re-interpretation of "assisting in the investigation", also has a key role.

His [Disqualification in the World] is the only ability that can disintegrate Gojo Satoru's external defenses in an instant when he is defenseless.

And after this obviously unusual toxin invades the blood vessels, neither his [Disqualification in the World] nor Gojo Satoru's [No Lower Limit] will be helpless.

Just an inconspicuous arrangement and combination easily eliminated the "strongest" combat power.

And these all started to happen after his blessings changed.

Osamu Dazai knew that this was a sign that some people were starting to attack.

According to his original thinking, the other party will be under the pressure of the gods, so even if he makes a move, he should be cautious.And he has enough time to send everyone, including Captain Cheap, to prison before that.

The unexpected appearance of "Book" can be said to have completely disrupted his plan.

"Mr. Zhongli..."

Worried eyes penetrated through the layers of houses, looking in the direction of Yokohama.

At the same time, in distant Yokohama, Nakahara, who was also poisoned, also relied on his tenacious will to fend off the pursuing military and police, and staggered to Chinatown.

Cold sweat covered his forehead finely and densely, and his body became heavier every time he took a step. Zhongyuan Zhong also barely supported himself against the wall, panting and walking forward.

The blood vessels in the brain were pulsating, the sound of heavy traffic in the ears seemed to be separated by a membrane, the scene in front of him flickered, and even double images appeared.

Must go to Mr.

Affected by the toxin in his mind, he came to the funeral parlor with the only belief. He knocked on the door with the last of his strength, and then he fell into darkness under the exclamation of someone.

"Chuya, so pitiful."

【Osamu Dazai】 Wiping the corners of his eyes, he said in an extremely hypocritical manner.

"Even though I had a few back-ups, I never thought that the believer would use 'total devour' like this." Zhong Li shook his head, "It's a bitter experience."

This is indeed a small accident. Under normal circumstances, Nakahara Chuya's ability is enough to deal with most situations, and it is difficult to even have a small injury. Unexpectedly, Fyodor took advantage of his confusion this time. , played this unexpected move.

[Osamu Dazai] rubbed his chin like a cat, and said slowly: "That Russian is really troublesome as always. If you connect Wujo Sensei and Zhongya with 'co-eating', it can be said to be the most labor-saving way to get rid of the two. A mighty force."

"Also, it can lead to some interesting skirmishes." He sneered slightly.

"Zhong Ye made the right choice at the first time. The distance to the detective agency is too far, and there must be military police on the way. With his current physical strength alone, he really can't go to the detective agency to seek shelter." Zhong Li said calmly. .

"Ah—although I don't think the little man still has the mind to think about these things at this time..." [Osamu Dazai] dragged his voice and rubbed again, "However, that 'I' will definitely not let the situation develop That's right, the people in the detective agency are not as easy to deal with as the military and police think, Mr. Zhongli can rest assured."

"Well, that's true." Zhongli nodded, "So, Zhi, can you stop rubbing the top of my hair?"

"Also, it's too obvious to deliberately delay time by speaking in a slow tone, and I don't recommend it."

In the dark chief's office, the little boy was hugged by the evil port mafia leader's father like a child. The whole person curled up carefully like a big cat protecting its cubs, with the boy's chin still standing upright. The hair spins from time to time rubbing back and forth.

"But the little Mr. Zhongli is so cute, I'm super surprised. And you used to coax him like this, right?" The dragon-sucking [Osamu Dazai] unconsciously used a coquettish way of speaking to the handsome old man Chitose He said in a tone, "So, let's go to the street to buy new clothes tomorrow, shall we? Even if you want a whole street of clothes, I can pack them back."

[Chuya Nakahara], who entered the chief's room to make a daily report, just opened the door and saw what looked like a crime scene.

Listening to the words that could almost be called a declaration of crime, the red-haired cadre, who was in the mafia but had three views, silently took out his mobile phone.