The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

The winter climate of the island country is very strange this year.First, before the arrival of the new year, there was a heavy snow that was comparable to Siberia, and then the cold wave was always entrenched in the sky as if returning home, and neither the monsoon nor the ocean current could save this island country from the rare extreme low temperature. rescued.

On the first day of the new year, the long-lost sun finally showed a smiling face from the clouds. Unfortunately, the pale sunlight did not raise the body temperature much.This year's big dark day is even more unusual on the streets. There are almost no people who visit relatives and friends to hang out. Occasionally, a few pedestrians who walk in a hurry look very young-generally speaking, most of them are middle-aged people with their families. Continuing the tradition of visiting relatives and friends on this day, young people prefer to stay at home and play games instead of wasting precious rest days under the siege of seven aunts and eight aunts.

It was almost noon, and more and more "tourists" gathered in the municipal park near the office building of the Ministry of the Interior. They had firm skin, black hair, healthy bodies and emotional excitement.The wandering eyes contained mad excitement and impatience, just like the scavengers that automatically gather on the grassland when they smell the smell of carrion, the uncontrollable anxiety is vividly reflected in everyone.

"It's just useless to gather together like this. The high-ranking officials won't bend down to listen to our appeal!" A man wrapped in a dark red down jacket jumped up the steps and raised his arms to appeal. Many people wearing hats and masks like him quickly Response: "That's it! Get rid of those annoying people with supernatural powers, get them out of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, out of Yokohama, out of our country!"

They don't allow this group of restless sheep to just act as needless spectators, and many of them must play today's role... that is to say, the role of executioner.Indeed, the vast majority of these people just hold the pure idea of ​​watching this scene, and they will gather here according to the time agreed on the Internet out of curiosity or other various reasons.But right now, the instigation of the "leader sheep" has spawned new shoots of violence.

The city has never been short of violent elements, and it is from this that the beginning of the country's modern history has swept the country.

Will those high-ranking officials who bow their knees in the face of foreigners and bark their teeth at their own people when they turn around, turn pale in this carnival, and then bow their heads and humbly prostrate in the dust to apologize?

"Besides," the responders mixed in the crowd loudly passed on the prepared words to each other: "From the first case until now, so long has passed, and no one has given us an explanation. We were abandoned Are we abandoned by the adults who enjoy the tax money we pay! They eat fat and tender roast chicken, drink imported red wine, wear big cards worth as much as gold, and consume precious energy, that's it They are perfunctory every day, laughing at us with the face of a pariah."

"Needless to say!" The hostility accumulated more and more, "We must do something big, and we must let them know that they are wrong!"

"That's right, today is a rest day. You only need to pry open the door to find evidence of collusion between officials and people with supernatural powers. I got some inside information. The military and police have left Yokohama. PortMafia will not take care of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. As long as Let’s wear a mask so that we don’t get caught in the face, and the police won’t be able to catch anyone.” That particular guy jumped back into the crowd from the steps, and those who responded to him pushed hard toward the center, driving those who were incited to step forward.

"Go and see what we pay taxes to support!" A voice shouted, and countless voices echoed from far and near: "That's right! That's it!"

It is as if the hunting team in the mountain forest connects with each other in this special way across the dense forest.

The crowd began to move, and the guards at the gate of the Ministry of Internal Affairs office building looked at the crowd of people rushing towards him, their faces full of confusion.

"We don't work on rest days, please go back." He hid in the small house and didn't even dare to show his face, for fear of becoming the first victim in this carnival.

The weak voice was quickly drowned out by the irritable crowd, and the one-meter-high retractable door was vulnerable to anger.People smashed wildly with stones, sticks, and all the tools they could get at hand. Soon the guard was dragged out of the small house. In order not to be trampled into a puddle of mud, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Let me go!" , I am just an ordinary employee with a salary, and I can lead the way!"

"Let him lead the way, let him lead the way!"

The sheep that have turned into a mob are red-eyed. If they can't find evidence to crucify the Ministry of Internal Affairs on the pillar of shame, they should be at fault. Of course, things can't develop in this direction.

Being roughly pulled up, the guard felt that he was being dragged into the lobby of the office building without his feet even touching the ground—even the metal retractable doors couldn't stop him, and the beautiful glass automatic doors were even less defensive against this trend .A strong man took the fire ax he had just snatched from the fire cabinet and slammed it on the door. The sound of glass breaking and falling could not cover up the crazy roar of the crowd.

"Where is the place where the supernatural power is hidden? If you don't make it clear, I will throw you out of here!"

The guard glanced at the height of the stairs, and pointed to the end of the corridor on the west side of the first floor: "It's all there! Those special departments are all over there!"

The direction he pointed out was exactly in line with the support given by the intelligence, and the people in the hats let go of their hands and rushed towards that corridor in cheers—all secrets, as long as they can be proved to be right, they must be unearthed.

All the office doors in the corridor were violently smashed open, and documents, files, and computers were thrown everywhere.The man in the hat blended in and out of the crowd without finding anything special.They are different from those who are eager to vent their emotions. The force of their smashing is much smaller, and they only pick the valuable and small leftovers left on the table.

Outside the Ministry of Internal Affairs building, the team in black suits led by the cadres silently surrounded the entire building. Weapons of various calibers showed dark and deep holes, and they couldn't wait to see the regretful expressions of the thugs.

Ango Sakaguchi stood among the group of "friendly troops" who came to support, the corners of his mouth curled into a straight line.Whether it is the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Supernatural Secret Service Division, how could they not prepare after receiving double warnings from the Armed Detective Agency and the leader of PortMafia?Professional agents were dispatched quickly, and many people, including the police, started their first undercover career in their lives.If it hadn't been known that this was an intentional person taking advantage of the anxiety of the people under the economic recession, it would really be the military and police who appeared here today.

They had already withdrawn from Yokohama and didn't want to give up this opportunity, but PortMafia acted calmly, restrained and strong, and couldn't find an excuse for a while.

A certain detective from the Armed Detective Agency was in the middle to coordinate and mediate. After some consideration, the Supernatural Secret Service Division decided to leave an empty shell for the public to vent their anger. By the way, they used this opportunity to dispose of some documents that were usually inconvenient to destroy, and caught them lurking in the internal affairs. Saving moths can also deter the increasingly impetuous and turbulent social atmosphere from another angle.

——After wanton smashing, it is impossible to escape the punishment from the public power.

And far away from a dilapidated orphanage on the outskirts of Yokohama, a foreign youth wearing a thick shawl and a white Cossack cap was looking up at the dilapidated angel-like decorations on the gate.

After this trial, he has already understood the basic situation of all social classes in Yokohama, and the weakness of selfish conformity in the character of the islanders can be seen clearly and vividly.Next time you come back when you are ready, you can try the quality of those superpowers who have been redeemed in various institutions.

The appearance of the "landlord's daughter" made him realize that it may be difficult to achieve the expected results this time, and there are frequent bad news from Russia... I have to say that even if there is no face-to-face confrontation, the "witch" is definitely not easy to mess with The opponent has to find a way to make her careless about Yokohama.

According to the information provided by that collaborator, Alice Vergent's weakness lies here.

Conjurer is a strange profession. You can locate a person's specific location with just a name, so you must guard against it.But it doesn't matter, as a kind friend, various details about the "landlord's daughter" will be delivered to the PortMafia leader's desk a day later, and it will be half of the justice he sought for Miss Wilgent.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky pushed open the iron gate that was hidden, and approached the main building of the orphanage along the road full of wild flowers and plants.This is a blue-gray brick building imitating the European style. Judging from the mottled cement exterior walls and lush creepers, this building has a small history.The glass windows cut off the cold outside, and there were no children in the deserted corridor.

The hoarse crows of the crows made this place particularly bleak and deserted, and the air was a few degrees lower than expected.

"Hello, sir, what are you here for?"

The sudden voice came from behind, Dostoevsky was slightly startled, and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed, blue-eyed little girl in a red dress tilted her head and smiled, and the corners of her mouth curled up at the familiar facial features: "Ah, my dear little Alice, it's you."

really interesting.

The girl blinked in confusion, her big blue eyes were full of the cuteness of a child: "But I don't know you?"

"Even I will be sad when I hear this." The young man took a few steps towards her, raised his hand and gently rubbed the child's fluffy and thick blond hair: "It would be great if you could really come into the world like this .”

Innocent and simple, with a little savagery, it seems that he has been spoiled and has a lot of petty temper.If this is the case for Little Alice Vergent, the difficulty of the operation will drop by at least one or two orders of magnitude.

A particularly biting cold wind suddenly blew in the forest, and it barely stopped after four or five minutes. Dostoevsky seemed to see some monsters that only existed in imagination in the interlacing of light and shadow.In the blink of an eye, the strange objects disappeared again.

"Oh, it seems that the lady clerk really has the ability to anger little Alice."

The blond girl under the palm disappeared together with the gust of wind, and then there were sounds of various masonry objects breaking in the brick building of the old orphanage, and there was a big crack in the main body of the building when there was no earthquake , slumped toward the sides.

With the collapse of the building, human screams of fear and wailing of pain exploded, and the few orphans ran out desperately. If anyone is accidentally crushed by falling rocks, it can only be blamed on their own bad luck. good.

The blond girl in a nurse uniform and tutu floated in the air, using a huge syringe to blow away the fallen masonry and wood. The former PortMafia leader stood in the ruins and looked at everything in front of him with slightly surprised eyes: "...Look Missing assailant?"

"Oh..."

He noticed the young man standing outside admiring all this, and after a brief reaction, Mr. Sen smiled no longer so kindly: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Dostoevsky, is it you?"

Although it was a question sentence, there was no question in his tone.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Mori. I really didn't expect to see you here."

Alice was merciful, the "witch" retained her humanity after all, she could not retain these weaknesses, and perhaps she would not have to bear the second pain.

Mori Ogai blocked Big Alice behind him, her long blond hair was wrapped around him, she hid there and stared at the void with one eye: "Rintaro, there are many monsters here, I'm afraid."

"Honey, I'm here with you." In the past, he really didn't worry too much. He was a person who walked off the battlefield anyway, and with the cooperation of supernatural life forms, at least he could escape calmly.But now, his lungs were damaged by toxins, making him lose the ability to fight back, and his physical fitness has also declined significantly compared to before.

He is now a soft and weak pure summoner.

Dostoevsky smiled and took out a black market gun from his pocket and aimed it at Mori Ogai and the woman behind him. The supernatural life form flashed behind the assailant, and was quickly called back—— Alice screamed and knocked Mori Ogai over, and there was a corroded gap in the position where the two were standing just now.

"Farewell, former leader of PortMafia..."

The youth pulled the trigger.

The invisible enemy blocked the hiding space, and the supernatural life was also restrained. When the gunshot sounded, Mori Ogai felt that he could finally raise his head up and go to another world to meet his mother-in-law.From the very beginning, Mrs. Wilgent despised him as a foreign son-in-law. She locked him out of the door on purpose, and it was commonplace in those days to beat him up and beat him up.Today, this useless man finally stood up and protected her daughter seriously. Presumably the old lady should let go of her prejudices.

Big Alice knelt on the ground, and the image of bright red and her husband lying in her arms repeated in her chaotic brain.

She would rather have him die by her side than let him go. On such a day, the pain that drove her to lose her mind swept over again.

Hiding in the dark and peeping through the magic spell, Rinso showed a winning expression: As long as this scene is passed on to Mori Yuki, she will definitely chase this foreign supernatural person endlessly, and Gojo Satoru's attention will also be the same. Because of her, it was transferred, and the six eyes were missing to look down, so it was possible to do some tricks on the astral body.

It's not that he didn't reflect on the last possession failure. Since the leader of PortMafia is a persimmon that is not easy to pinch, it's not that he can't shift his target to other people around Six Eyes.For example, Xia Youjie, Wujo Wu's friend and also a super magician, is a good material.According to the difficulty of hunting, he is indeed a type that is not easy to start, but in terms of application, it may be more convenient than Mori Yuki.

Manipulation of curse spirits, even in a family of magic spells, is enough to make people look sideways. That kid is actually a stunned young man who doesn't understand the world of spell spells deeply, which is really great.

Get rid of Mori Yuki's parents here and let her take Gojo Wu's sight away, and then take the opportunity to force Xia Youjie to order.Ronso set the springboard target on Aizawa Kenkichi, the Chief of the Religious Management Section, who had put him in an embarrassing situation.With the man's body, you can use the power in his hands to arrange many interesting small games, just like Mori Yuki did. Who would have thought that the leader of PortMafia would have the vest of an infiltrating investigator from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?

He just needs to hide in the dark and continue to fuel the flames. Young people like Xia Youjie can easily fall into the trap.It will be easier to arrange it later when he himself does something that is not allowed in the queue of conjurers.The only person who can kill Xia Youjie is Wutiao Wu, and the latter probably won't be able to ruthlessly destroy the corpses of his former friends and pick up leaks.

"Stop struggling."

The ancient conjurer attached to the body of the Ministry of Internal Affairs clerk confirmed that the blond woman had no strength to fight back, and commanded the conjurer to rush forward with confidence—the scene must be more tragic, and it must leave a "deep" impression on Yuki Mori.

Big Alice hugged Mr. Mori who was lying on her lap, immersed in unreasonable fantasies.There she seemed to be living in her hometown, with lush forests and winding rivers under the deep blue sky.A handsome young man from a foreign country walked by her window, leaving behind loving words and lingering eyes.The bell in the old church opposite will ring for her love, which is a blessing from heaven.

He will stay by her side no matter what, and she will return all her loyalty and love to him.Maybe a tight start at first, but he'll be put to good use soon, and then they have their first child.

They seem to have children, with black hair and purple eyes like his, and the facial features should be exactly the same as hers. If you go out, you can easily recognize your parents.The first would be a girl, he liked daughters, and the second a boy, so that the children could keep each other company and they wouldn't have their attention taken away from them.

The criss-crossed sharp teeth and the grown blood mouth are close at hand, she seems to hear the sound of children laughing around her knees, and the gentle words of her lover: "Honey, I love you."

Dostoevsky couldn't see the existence of the curse spirit, and he didn't intend to stay here to study the types of power under different systems. After shooting Mori Ogai down with one shot, he looked down at the woman who seemed to be sleeping soundly: "May God bless you, beautiful lady."

Little Alice was so similar to her mother that he would mistakenly think that this was what she would look like ten years later.However, that was impossible, Miss Witch was much tougher than this frail lady, she would not just sit quietly and wait for death to come.

With that in mind, he pulled the trigger again.Raising his arm for a long time caused some problems with his accuracy, and the bullet missed. Big Alice was awakened by the pain, and he clutched his injured arm obsessively.Big crystal teardrops gurgled down her cheeks, and the woman burst into heart-piercing cries as if she had realized something.

The curse spirits will not give up just because the target cries, and they charge up again with a hideous description.At the same time, the gate of the orphanage was knocked to the ground, and the car equipped with bulletproof steel plates and glass rampaged like an enraged rhinoceros. The driver didn't even look at the loser, and continued to hit the wailing blond woman with full power.

Her targets are monsters that can only be seen through special glasses.

Mori Yuki's hand was very steady, and he couldn't tell at all that he was hitting his biological mother with the accelerator pedal to the bottom.Extreme rationality often means extreme madness. Since it is impossible to save her anyway, at least she cannot be made food in the mouths of those monsters.

The sharp teeth of the curse spirit were about to close between Big Alice's neck, and a pair of thin, gray hands with black and ominous plaques suddenly appeared.Those hands grabbed the curse spirit, forced to break off those teeth that were sharper than short knives, and then tore the monster that tried to eat his daughter to pieces with bursting veins.

"Mother?"

Big Alice was still crying, and when she saw the dirty hands that turned back to comfort her gently, she couldn't help hugging Mr. Sen who was breathing very weakly: "Mom."

Mori Yuki stepped on the brakes in time, and the angel on the front of the car was less than five centimeters away from Big Alice.She flipped her palms and opened the car body. If she hadn't fastened her seat belt strictly according to the driving requirements, she would probably have been thrown out of the window.The girl untied the belt that bound her, opened the car door and climbed out to rush towards the monster that regrouped and tore at her mother, and was hit hard without any suspense and was sent flying.

Only in this way can these monsters be solved with the help of strength.

The curse attached to the gemstone necklace took effect immediately, and the ordinary people cursed by the six eyes successfully passed the curse to the man behind the manipulative curse spirit.Before Lingsuo could react, his body was washed down by a huge amount of complicated information, and his out-of-control body fell limply on the ground. Black blood slowly seeped from his five sense organs, and gradually seeped into the cracks in the floor under his body.

The curse spirits he manipulated to attack stagnated in the air, and quickly tore them apart with the hands hugging Big Alice, and then turned into a black mist, dissipating in the cold wind blowing through the ruins.

"Ah..." Big Alice shifted her eyes from those hands to her husband, and soon looked at the black-haired girl lying not far away, holding her chest and vomiting blood: "My, child..."

The same black-haired and purple-eyed young man appeared behind little Alice. He took off the cloak and covered her with difficulty, gently hugged the girl who could barely move, and lowered his head against her cheek: "Good night, my dear."

【Crime and Punishment】

The dense Cyrillic letters radiate bright light, like fireworks blooming in a festival, little Alice clenches her teeth and releases the [cup]

The stern pseudonym broke the shackles, and Dostoevsky was pushed away by the repulsive force that formed the singularity of supernatural powers. He laughed and coughed: "You are such a tenacious lady. I lost this game again."

Both sides were hurt, and Alice was injured more seriously, but right now he didn't have more strength to continue strangling.

There are more important things waiting for him to do, if he does not leave enough strength to escape...

"It seems that we came at the right time." The jailer, whose face and figure were all hidden in the black cloak, stepped on the half-broken ruins and observed condescendingly. The sound of shaking iron chains came from under the cloak, as well as cold inquiries : "Demon Dostoevsky, and the leader of PortMafia... two leaders."

The untraceable gaze swept across the middle-aged man in Alice's arms, and fixed on the target not far away.

This is really the worst time, little Alice bit the tip of her tongue and used the pain to stay awake, the [cup] was running crazily, doing everything possible to speed up the healing of the injured body.Throwing Fyodor into the Avengers prison is the best outcome, but it's not fun to go in with him.

The sound of chains was getting closer and closer, and the unique coolness of metal finally stuck to the skin.Big Alice pushed away her husband who had been in her arms all the time, and rushed to the child she had forgotten for a long time: "What are you going to do to my daughter?"

She was the existence with the lowest force value among all the people present, and she could do nothing but cover her daughter firmly with her body to delay time.

"Madam, please get out of the way." The Avenger raised his hand, just as he was about to swing down the blue ball of light and hit his toes.The small ball of light opened a bottomless gully, and the young man floating in the air was wearing traditional island costumes, sweat dripping down his hair, panting slightly, as if he was running across thousands of mountains and rivers : "What are you...?"