[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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I wrapped the box with several layers of toilet paper, wrapped it tightly, stuffed it into the bottom of the bag, and blocked it with bread and other items. I took the elevator and left the sixth floor.

Walking to the bottom floor, I saw two red-haired men standing at the front desk for the first time. They were tall and thick, with obvious muscle lines.

I walked towards the door as if nothing had happened.

One of the red-haired men stepped forward and stopped me, speaking English, to the effect that I should stop.

I, a high school dropout, pretended not to understand what he said.

I naturally took out the translator from my pocket and typed on it: "Sorry, I don't understand French."

The man stretched out his hand and was about to snatch the bag I was carrying behind me. I took a few steps back and shouted at him what he was going to do.

Seeing that my legs were intact, another red-haired man said a few words to his companion, pointed to my bag friendly, and took out a wad of money from his pocket.

I showed due vigilance and looked at them suspiciously.

The young lady at the front desk shouted a few words to the man, then waved to me and let me go to her place, her words could not conceal her vigilance and hostility towards the man.

It is estimated that the perspective and senses given by the five-year-old British man and the small oriental detective boy made the young lady misunderstand something.

All in all to my advantage.

I stared at the money pretending to be greedy, read the meaning of the man through his gestures, checked the bag for him, and the money was mine.

I just stepped forward, intending to show them the bag.

The man in the white cloak ran out from the stairs, his arms bulging, holding something. The man who was about to check my bag immediately shouted and chased after the white cloak. One of them drew a gun and pointed at the leg of the white cloak shot.

But it was useless, the supernatural body was afraid of the bullets of the hammer, giving them the illusion that they missed, the white cloak ran out quickly, and some people from the street also chased them out.

It is estimated that there are more than ten.

To be able to gather so many people in such a short period of time, to use sniper rifles openly and to arrest people in public, what kind of organization did Ango Sakaguchi mess with.

The riot caused by the gunshots made the passers-by on the street startled, and the front desk of the hotel also became chaotic. There were people making calls, people comforting guests, and people screaming.

Taking advantage of the confusion, I pretended to be a young tourist who was disturbed by accident and left the hotel.

You asked what happened to the supernatural body being chased, of course it disappeared automatically after 50 meters away from me.

I didn't go back to the room where Ango Sakaguchi lived. Instead, I took a taxi and went to another hotel to book a room.

Is the presidential suite important or is life important?

In a foreign country, use abilities in a low-key manner.

I explained the box to Foreign Minister Mori, and got a string of numbers from him.

It was attached by Ango Sakaguchi during the last contact.

Open the box, inside is a piece of paper folded twice, and a gray gun.

unknown style.

He took out his phone and took a picture, sent it to the intelligence department to check the style of the gun, and then opened the paper.

It's all in French, Japan.

Depressed, he took a photo of the contents of the paper and sent it to Mori Ogai, then carefully folded it and put it in the windbreaker pocket.

At this time, the Ministry of Intelligence sent a message.

The name of the gun is "GrauGeist", which translates to gray spirit, and it is also called gray ghost. It is an extremely old European-made gun. The firing speed and accuracy of this gun are very low, and it is almost an ornament.

So?

My adventurous investigation, in addition to getting back a gun, a piece of incomprehensible paper, exposing the existence of the white cloak, still don't know where Ango Sakaguchi is?

We can only wait for news from Mori Ogai?

The phone ding-dong, I opened it and saw Mori Ogai's text message, after reading it, my face turned dark.

Mori Ogai meant that this page was written as a poem.

The general idea is a defeated soldier's guilt for the motherland.

All in all, it has nothing to do with me looking for Ango Sakaguchi.

I explained that I found nothing in Ango Sakaguchi's room today, followed the clues and was followed by the red-haired man.

Mori Ogai replied in seconds, saying that those people may be related to the French government.

What does it have to do with the government, the government is targeting Ango Sakaguchi, how much hatred.

I felt that my brain was not enough, so I asked Mori Ogai frankly: What did Ango Sakaguchi do in Europe, and how could he mess with state agencies.

Mori Ogai was finally instigated by the Japanese government?Sakaguchi Ango was sent to steal state secrets?

Mori Ogai said that my authority cannot know so much, and my task is to find Ango Sakaguchi and cover him on the smuggling ship back to Japan.

I:......

I can't do your job.

Mori Ogai seemed to have suddenly remembered something. He said he forgot to send me the details of the smuggled car business, and he gave me a week to learn how to negotiate and win the deal.

Because in a week, I'll be at a business evening as a representative of the Port Mafia.

Boss, can't you do this?

One week, from zero to some, I have to find someone part-time?

After the contact, I lay on the bed like a salted fish.

Mori Ogai is purely using me as a social animal.

I stared blankly at the ceiling, thinking of the gray box.

The gun named Gray Ghost...

An old gun that is almost impossible to aim, stored in a box.

Collection... Could it be a token of an organization?

Sakaguchi Ango's collaborators, if you can get online with them, maybe you can find out about Sakaguchi Ango.

I opened my eyes, picked up the computer from the bedside table, called up the dark web, inquired about organizations that used guns as tokens, and posted on another account that I was a gun collector and wanted to buy GrauGeist at a high price.

After doing all this, I lay back down weakly.

Hey, my brain hurts.

I suddenly remembered the French woman who told me about Ango Sakaguchi, and asked the locals, maybe it would be better?

After all, it's a foreign country, and it doesn't matter if you don't understand the language, and you can't even find a trusted intelligence dealer.

Anyway, I have no clue now.

Take out your phone, French number... 33?

Tried it, got through.

"What's the matter, my lovely little Oriental brother?" said the young lady.

"Actually, I am the assistant of a Japanese detective. I came to France to investigate the case. I would like to invite you to dinner and ask you some questions. I don't know if it is possible."

That should be what he said, right?

I think I rarely get in touch with girls.

"My honor." Miss France smiled, "Just call me Caroline."

"I'm Qianli Thin Leaf." I asked kindly. "Miss Caroline, when are you free?"

"Senri, Qianli, what a lovely name." Miss Caroline smiled softly, "How about having dinner together at Landa Restaurant at nine o'clock tonight."

"That's troublesome." I asked politely, "Do I need to pick you up from your work place?"

After Caroline's disdainful and arrogant tone, I realized that she is the daughter of the CEO of a chain hotel group, not a staff member, and I just went there for inspection.

Ah, here we hit the jackpot.

Since she is the daughter of a chaebol, she must have information Internet cafes in the local area and the world in her hands, so she doesn't have to travel thousands of miles to ask domestic intelligence agents to check things.

More importantly, if you hook up with her, maybe you don't have to do it yourself to find a female companion for the dinner party a week later?

I patted my face, and after thinking that I still have hues to buy, I took out my phone and searched how to date girls.

After learning a lot of useful and useless knowledge, I lay on the bed with blank eyes, always feeling like I was deceiving people's feelings.

Regardless, this is called rational use of available resources.

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The author has something to say:

Chisato: I seem to be playing with a girl's feelings

Caroline: My sister is French, so it doesn't matter who plays

Osamu Dazai: Sneezing

Mori Ogai gave the thousand-mile password to prove that Ango also failed to break into the mimic