When Qi Mu's super power defected

Because Yokohama harbored two bombers, and the locations of their newspapers were either crowded shopping malls or hospitals, or transportation hubs, I used some tricks to keep these places closed.

That being the case, let the prisoners roam free for a few more hours.

When Officer Matsuda’s cell phone received an official notice, I pretended to be ignorant and asked, “What’s wrong?”You look distressed, any bad news? ]

"The train is out of service." Officer Matsuda deleted the message, "Is the matter so serious?"

[Because Yokohama is special. ] I said, [the forces here are very complex, illegal militants form gangs, and the security capabilities are much stronger than those outside. ]

"I heard you have a... Mafia?"

[Well, there is. ] I am frank, [but they will not harm civilians, they are all shelters for homeless wild dogs seeking shelter. ]

This description stunned Police Officer Matsuda,

"Why do I feel that your sense of the Mafia is not bad?"

[...No, just stating the facts. ]

"In order to avoid your misunderstanding, I still want to clarify." Officer Matsuda's expression became serious, his eyes became dark and serious, "Mafia is not a cool and stylish identity, don't have illusions and longings for him, They have committed a lot of crimes. Isn’t it a basic moral principle not to harm civilians? Could it be that because they are an illegal organization, the lower limit is several grades lower, has this become an advantage?”

I was dumbfounded by him.

Officer Matsuda was not blaming me, but he was more sensitive because he smelled dark crimes. He thought I was an inexperienced young man full of enthusiasm, and he was afraid that I would go astray, so he said a few more words.

[I see. ] I said slowly.

I realized that Officer Matsuda, like most ordinary people, has no concept of supernatural powers.

Why is Yokohama so chaotic? If you want to say it, it's all thanks to the power of strangeness.Because he destroyed the armed combat power, made human beings no longer afraid of hot weapons, and gave human beings the capital to do anything wrong.

And I also discovered something recently, I found that the unknown people from outside are all looking for a powerful thing but don't know the details.

They want it so badly they would give their souls.

Police Officer Matsuda tugged on his collar, realizing that he had an occupational disease, "Sorry, I'm a little excited."

[It's okay, I understand. ]

"Speaking of which, I even went to slums when I took a taxi."

I have been dealing with this, but it is not something that can be solved overnight.

I explained to Police Officer Matsuda, [Because of the explosion of the military base that year, many people were killed and injured in that generation, forming a three-way street. Now these ordinary people who have no status and no job can only hide there to spend their days. ]

In fact, if the terrain is well planned, a good characteristic street can be built, and it is close to the beautiful seaside, with smooth sea and land transportation. A little bit of marketing should be able to stimulate business potential, or build a themed playground. It's okay, but the difficulty lies in how to resettle the large number of poor people, and where to pay for the purchase and construction costs of that piece of land.

People with super powers really want to fix this kind of thing overnight, but it's too eye-catching, so let's change it slowly.

"A military base explosion?" It's impossible for Officer Matsuda not to know about such a large-scale tragedy, but now he seemed to be slowly receiving a memory, and his thinking froze for several seconds, "Ah, I remembered, it was eight Years ago."

[......]

This scene was so strange that I paid attention to it.

[Overall, hopefully this will get better as time goes on. ]

Because the train was out of service, I finally asked Officer Matsuda to have dinner with me.I asked Sakai Rikuto, who had been waiting outside for a long time, to drive the "faulty" car and take us to the restaurant.

"It's okay to call a taxi." Officer Matsuda was more concerned about the roller coaster's thrilling experience. "Unfortunately, if there is someone who can repair cars, the cause of the problem would have been found out in such a long time."

So the almighty Sakai Rikuto still needs to learn how to repair cars.

I gave Sakai Rikuto a clear look.

Sakai Lutou accepted my explicit instructions, and said that he would stay up late to study when he returned home. Facing me, who was about to escape from the sight of his subordinates and fly solo, he smiled stiffly, "Mr. Saiki, it's already seven o'clock."

[Well, I know. ]

"The sun has already set."

[I have eyes. ]

"You've been out for a long time, 'competitors' will take advantage of it."

[Drill it, it’s okay, it’s not too late. ]

Sakai Ludou: "..." He thought that I must understand his subtext, but he kept pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Sakai Ludou gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Mr. Qi Mu, don't be willful."

I was discussing with Police Officer Matsuda about taking a taxi, but when I heard this, I looked at him coldly,

[What did you say? ]

This tone has obviously changed, it is no longer the approachable me this afternoon, but the evil and crazy (?) me this morning, Sakai Ludou tightened his throat, but still risked my eyes and said, "Night is dangerous , how about you find someone to accompany you?"

Entourage what, when the light bulb interrupts my date?

Officer Matsuda tentatively asked, "Why do you have to let your subordinates accompany you? Could it be that Qi Mu is worth over [-] million and will be robbed?"

"because……"

[unnecessary. ] I interrupted the two of them, [I said it's okay if it's okay, Lu Dou, go back by yourself, don't let the people below know that I'm not here. ]

Having been rejected by me so many times, Sakai Ludou felt that no matter how many words he spent, he could not shake my heart of stone. He lowered his eyebrows, "Yes, I understand."

I got my wish and had dinner with Police Officer Matsuda. Although the process was very flat, he was as polite as a business talker, and he didn’t choose the same set meal as mine... Really, the longer I stayed with him, the more I could understand how Matsuda Jinpei treated him. Mine is different.

After dinner, because Officer Matsuda wanted to see the night view of Yokohama, we naturally went for a walk under the moon.

...well...for the first time.

In the past, I often rode Matsuda Jinpei on the street with the prince, and the wind would blow away our voices, so he just hugged my waist and rarely spoke.

I could hear his thundering heartbeat and feel his stiff but always relaxing arms.

The nights at that time were always peaceful and peaceful, and we would occasionally run into some bad guys who gathered to fight, and then tacitly took them away.Matsuda Jinpei was able to show off this as a victory to Furutani Rei, and hugged my shoulders in front of the pale blond boy to show his presence.

But now, the time has become so long.

The conversation between Officer Matsuda and me is not as intense and private as it was in the police academy. After all, our relationship can only be regarded as strangers who have known each other for six hours, although his affection for me has reached the level of [ordinary friends]... Think about it this way , what am I dissatisfied with.

[I hear what you mean, you were supposed to be in the □□ handling class before, did you just transfer to the search class? ]

"Yes, it's only been transferred for five days."

[Why come to Yokohama? ]

"Can you guess that, smart billionaire?"

[…] He even teased me a bit, this character is still thorny, [I guess, you are looking for the wrong person. ]

Officer Matsuda fell silent suddenly.

[Three years ago, on November 11, the police station received a fax from the bomber with the number three on it, and on the same morning of the following year, the bomber sent the number two, like a countdown to the crime , you speculate that on November 7 this year, you will also receive a fax. ]

Officer Matsuda looked at me,

[However, someone followed the example of the bomber this morning and sent a fax to the police station with a warning letter containing the bomb information. You thought it was him, so you went to the address indicated by the information. ]

I seem to be reading a script in front of me, ["A city by the sea where five giants live"—that is, Yokohama. ]

Police Officer Matsuda put away his playful and casual attitude, his eyes were also bright in the night, reminding me of the stars every day.

……… Oh, the stars in the sky.

I glanced at my watch, there was still time, no rush.

"How do you know this?"

[You can think of me as a powerful person in Yokohama. ] I bent the corner of my mouth in an unfathomable way, [My news network is relatively wide, and I can know many things. ]

Inspector Matsuda was finally convinced that I was not as frivolous as I appeared on the surface,

I know that temperament can affect people's perception, but because of this, I will be treated as a rich and mischievous young master, and I will really feel sad.

I said, [You just don't see me in a suit. ]

It's just because I'm too natural and gentle around you.

"Can you guess this too?"

[Yes, I can read minds. ]

Officer Matsuda was amused by my statement,

His smile is still as good-looking as any I've ever seen, with a hint of charm accumulated over the years,

Officer Matsuda put his hand into his bosom, as if he wanted to take out a cigarette, "I have a friend who also claims to have the ability to see through the minds of criminals. His observation skills and emotional intelligence are very high."

See, no one will believe that I'm telling the truth.

I put my hand in my pocket, and through the cover of my clothes, a pack of cigarettes came out. Officer Matsuda fumbled for a cigarette for a long time, but he saw my hand stretched out in front of me in a blink of an eye.

My hands still don't have any calluses, any scars, the joints are well-proportioned and the muscles are well-proportioned.

Officer Matsuda calmly withdrew his gaze, took my cigarette, "Thanks." He glanced at it, surprised, "It's my favorite brand."

Of course, that's what you smoked on the balcony the night I died.

I have tasted the smell of smoke, but I don't like it very much, and sometimes I will hold it to pretend, because the puffing and sluggish look is very unpredictable and not easy to mess with.

There was smoke, but Officer Matsuda couldn't find the fire.

"Strange..." Officer Matsuda found out the pocket he had poked a hole in, "When did it break?"

[Make a magic trick for you. ]

I snapped my fingers.

The orange flame was ignited at my fingertips, and it looked extremely warm and dazzling in the night. I handed him to Police Officer Matsuda's mouth, and the young man's lips seemed to squirm, because the cigarette he was holding dangling slightly shook,

I rubbed my index finger and thumb lightly, and the flame went out.

The fire in Officer Matsuda's eyes also disappeared, and he looked up at me again, "You know a lot of little tricks."

I smiled.

Officer Matsuda didn't blow out the smoke ring, but just let it burn. He suddenly approached me and said softly,

"So what do you mean by 'thinking about love'...?"

***

At [-]:[-] p.m., Osamu Dazai climbed onto the upper roof of the office of the head of the port mafia. This is said to be the roof, but it is actually a parking lot for helicopters.

This is the highest place in the whole city and the closest to the sky.

Osamu Dazai supported the earphones that were a little skewed by the wind, and walked towards the edge of the roof.

Only one person's voice came from the earphones, and that person seemed to be talking to someone, with questions and answers one after another, as if singing a one-man show.

It was Mr. Interpol that I met today, and he was talking to Saiki Hiroshi.

Osamu Dazai walked to the edge of the roof, leaned over and looked down, the view from this angle was actually not good, everything became small and hazy, and stretched out his hand to Osamu Dazai like an abyss that attracts people to fall ,

Osamu Dazai took a step back with a blank expression, took off the earphones, and found a random place to lie on his back,

Today is not a good weather with a clear sky, especially now, there is a thick layer of clouds over Yokohama, not to mention the stars, even the moon is almost blocked.

In this case, let me see Pop Rain on time... Impossible.

Osamu Dazai waited for a while, then put the earphones on his ears again,

There was also the sound of Mr. Interpol talking to someone,

5 minutes to go...

Osamu Dazai pulled out a vain smile, this expression was just a mask he put on subconsciously when he didn't know what emotion to express, it didn't make any sense, and if you insisted on seeing it, it was a bit hollow and terrifying.

3 minutes……

Osamu Dazai threw the earphones aside, then sat up with a dark face,

Why on earth did he come here, as if he was looking for a great location, and then waiting to see a show with great anticipation?It's so strange, with this time, it's better to think about how to laugh at the leader who has no promise.

Osamu Dazai stood up with one hand on the ground, he looked at the roof again, but didn't look up again, then turned around resolutely and walked towards the stairs he came from.

[Wouldn't it be a pity if the good scene I prepared wasn't seen by the protagonist. ]

A familiar voice came from behind, but on the empty and windy rooftop, it was not blown away by the wind, nor was it blurred or distorted. It was as clear as if it sounded in the brain.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, turned his head in disbelief,

The moonlight spread little by little with the scattered clouds, and lightly shone on the body of the pink-haired young man. His hair and clothes were slightly raised, but his expression was very gentle and calm. Osamu Dazai stood where he was, and the light that passed Moonlight climbed onto his face little by little.

[Don't you look up? ]

The young man said, approaching slowly step by step,

[You can't rely on me not keeping the promise. ]

Osamu Dazai followed his words and raised his head,

That is, the moment he looked at the sky, a needle-like streamline crossed the black screen.

[Well, nine o'clock, one second is not bad. ] The pink-haired youth came to his side and raised his head together with him,

[Look, the meteor shower has begun. ]

The important thing is often not the meteor shower,

What matters is who you are with.