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Gang Hei Building

"Please sign for the delivery." The courier boy wearing a hat put a huge box on the front desk.

The lady at the front desk didn't even look up: "Okay, just put it here."

"Sorry, this courier is very important, can I come and sign for it in person?"

The lady at the front desk finally raised her head: "Whose courier is it?"

The courier boy pressed down on the brim of his hat, only showing half of his chin, and the corner of his mouth raised stiffly: "Akutagawa Ryunosuke."

……

The detective is a decent character in the traditional sense, kind and full of justice, and has a strong sense of responsibility for his mission.

Mori Ogai could tell that even sitting in a wheelchair, facing a group of gun-toting thugs, Meguro Ero always stood upright, neither humble nor overbearing.

He has his own beliefs, such people are the most difficult to deal with, and generally speaking, torture may not be able to extract anything.

But it wasn't Mafia style to let clues go like this.

[Don't worry about acting at this time, your life is important. 】

'I don't, I'm Meguro now. '

【qwq】

"It seems that there is no other way." Mori Ogai's eyes gradually turned cold, and he was about to give an order when suddenly the phone on his desk rang.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet for a few seconds, Mori Ogai glanced at Meguro and picked up the phone.

"Excuse me, is this the office of the head of the port mafia?" A voice composed of electronic sounds came from the other side of the phone.

Mori Ogai has a bad brow. The phone in the chief's office can only be connected through the internal line. Generally speaking, the phone is connected after the front desk confirms the appointment. This situation can only explain one reason, the line has been invaded.

He restrained his smile and said lightly: "I am the leader of the port mafia."

"It's really disrespectful, please forgive my rudeness, if it wasn't for our members to bother you, I wouldn't want to communicate in this way." The voice on the other side followed the etiquette mechanically and wonderfully.

Mori Ogai switched hands to hold the phone, knowingly asked: "Your members?"

"Yes, the coordinates are 45 degrees to the east, and the man who is two feet away from your desk is a member of our organization." The voice was still gentle.

Azimuth is accurate to coordinates.

Mori Ogai glanced at the glass window covered by pure black. Others may not know that the various layouts of the chief's office are often changed. The purpose is to make it difficult for the enemy to figure out the layout inside. In short, it is to prevent High-rise sniper.

And from Meguro Eluo to the present, the curtains have not been opened at all. It stands to reason that no one can figure out the location of anyone in this room.

"According to the information, there is no sign of him joining any organization."

"Because our existence has a high level of confidentiality, even our members will not reveal their identities unless they have to. Ah, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. You can call us——Secret Keepers."

"Secret Keeper..." Mori Ogai murmured the term, "I haven't heard of it."

"That's natural. The meaning of our existence is to keep the taboos from ancient times to the present. If it weren't for this accident, until the matter is resolved, our existence should not be known by the people here."

oh?A secret society of absolute mysticism.

Mori Owai weighed in his heart, tapped his fingers on the table, and glanced at Muheiluo, as if he was thinking about the weight of this mysterious organization. At the same time, he was also a little curious: "Is the existence of the secret keeper just to keep secrets?"

"Of course not, we are not only the inheritors and preservers of knowledge, but also experts in dealing with mysticism and unknowable things." He smiled lightly at the other side, "For example, this incident is also within our scope of processing...you see Come on, that monster."

That black asphalt body, almost immortality...

Thinking of that nightmarish figure, Mori Ogai felt a dull pain in his temple: "Are you trying to say that your organization wants to handle this incident with full authority?"

"No, the development of the situation has exceeded our expectations." The voice on the other side of the phone became serious, "I know the rules of Mafia, and I respect Yokohama as your organization's territory, so we might as well cooperate."

"Cooperation? But the members of your organization are not willing to divulge any information to us."

The other party smiled: "Because you didn't intend to cooperate at the beginning, and some secrets may be used by those who want to, so keeping silent is the principle of our organization."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Moreover, working with a secret organization that had never been heard of was not in line with the code of conduct of their port mafia.

"If you want to talk about cooperation, you must at least show sincerity. This is normal business etiquette. I can't believe that you guys really want to cooperate with a guy who doesn't even show his face."

"Sorry, all our information needs to be kept confidential. Of course, it is up to you to decide whether to cooperate, but I want to say that Dan Acton was once a member of our organization. Unfortunately, he has some dangerous knowledge That batch, even we can't predict what kind of actions he will make."

Mori Ogai smiled: "Are you threatening me?"

Acton is indeed strong and can defeat his proud subordinates, but he still doesn't think he can cause any great harm to Hong Kong black.

Apart from other things, he is still being forced into the sewer by Hong Kong gangster troops, hiding in Tibet like a mouse, and the mafia will not be threatened by personal power.

"Of course we don't mean that. It's just that once a person's reason crosses that line, no one knows what he will do. We have such experience."

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the office suddenly.

Mori Ogai glanced at the door, and under his signal, someone opened the office door from inside, and the person who came to report turned pale: "Weird, monster..."

Mori Ogai suddenly had a bad feeling.

"A monster appeared!"

The first floor of Hongkong Building.

The young lady at the front desk sat there in a daze, afraid, and didn't dare to move. She watched someone come to check the package, and seemed to find something wrong. Then at this moment, the black, crude oil-like liquid Formless monsters of composition emerge from it.

The combatants charged, and...

They are all gone.

In a physical sense, being swallowed by black monsters one by one, there are no corpses in the hall on the first floor, only blood and eating monsters.

Eating, yes, from the perspective of the lady at the front desk, this monster is eating.

The whole building was lit up with a red light representing the state of alert, the elevator was descending rapidly, and more vicious people rushed towards the courier with guns in their hands. Before he was caught, the courier said dully to the lady at the front desk: " He said, thank you Hong Kong and black leaders for your hospitality, this is a gift in return."

After all, he was overwhelmed to the ground by the terrified eyes of the young lady at the front desk.

The hat fell off, revealing a head of black hair.

Shoggoth moved his body, escaped into the sewer mouth under everyone's gaze, and disappeared.

……

"...Really." Mori Ogai listened to the report on the other side of the phone silently, rubbing his brows, "The courier is also one of us?"

"Yes, it seems to be one of the people who disappeared in the sewer during the previous battle."

"How's the loss?"

"The people who were in the lobby on the first floor at that time, the first team to arrive, all disappeared. According to the report from the front desk, the courier was for Mr. Akutagawa. When the guerrilla troops went to check the package, a monster suddenly appeared inside. .”

"I see."

Mori Ogai put down the phone, returned it to Akutagawa, and picked up the phone that he hadn't hung up.

"It appears he has acted, and we deeply regret it," said the voice on the other end of the phone.

"There is nothing to regret. We will never regret. From joining the Mafia, we are destined to have such a day. But if the enemy wants to scare us with blood, we will pay back with more blood."

Mori Ogai was not smiling, but the darkness in his eyes was deeper than ever at this moment. The source of this darkness was Yokohama, and they were the dark side of Yokohama.

"The cooperation you mentioned, what can you provide us?"

"Intelligence, and personnel cooperation, please hand over the phone to Meguro, let me talk to him."

Mori Ogai looked up at Meguro Ogai who didn't know why, and then handed the phone to the subordinate next to him, who in turn handed it to Meguro Era.

Meguro Eluo took it hesitantly: "Hello? Huh...but..."

He lowered his head, as if he was listening to something, and said after a while, "I see."

Meguro Era took a deep breath and looked up at Mori Ogai.

"What do you want to know?"

"About that monster, and the purpose of that man."

If before, Mori Ogai only regarded this matter as a bit tricky, but not the most critical situation, now his attitude has completely changed.

A weapon warehouse is a completely different concept from being directly sent to the base camp.

It can be said that now, Acton has become an opponent that Hong Kong gangsters must fight, and this violent organization has focused all its attention on this matter.

It's this effect.

Meguro Eluo lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling something: "The name of the monster is Shoggoth, a tool race made by the ancients. Its existence history is equivalent to the time when life appeared on this planet, and it can change any form. Attacks are basically difficult to be effective, the ability to recover is extremely strong, and it has a considerable degree of wisdom and imitation ability..."

"Wait a minute." Mori Ogai frowned, "What is an ancient? Is it a species on Earth?"

"Yes, the ancients, you can be regarded as aliens, one of the rulers of the earth, and the Shoggoths are the race they created. Of course, this period of history is before life appeared on the earth."

"..."

Something doesn't seem right.

Mori Ogai leaned back slightly on the chair in the office, feeling like he was listening to some science fiction.

At this time, everyone present shuddered suddenly.

[Cthulhu Mythos knowledge +2, San value permanently decreased by 2 points. 】

"In addition, I was just guessing about Acton's purpose." Meguro Ero's face was ugly, "I once commissioned a detective agency to go to the scene and take photos. I don't know much about magic, so I uploaded the photos to From the perspective of other experts in the organization, although they don’t know what the specific magic is, the elements inside are undoubtedly a directional call, and it may be a ritual of the evil god coming.”

Everyone: "..."

magic?Cthulhu?

"Are you serious?" Mori Ogai couldn't help asking.

"I know you guys think it's ridiculous, but it's the truth." Meguro Ero said awkwardly, while scratching his cheek in embarrassment, "That's why I don't want to tell laymen... when I said it before, it was always used strange eyes."

"God... Do you think there is really a god in this world?" Mori Ogai asked with interest.

"That depends on what your definition of God is," Meguro Era pondered, "Have you heard of three-dimensional space? There is a saying that the real world we live in is three-dimensional space. There are also higher dimensions where some more powerful beings live.

They control the laws of the universe, transcending space and time, and even the existence of the universe as we know it is just his dream, because their life level and even the dimension level they are in are completely different from human beings, so they are Unknowable, unseen, and invisible, when the shadows of these existences coincide with the real world, occasionally someone can hear their voices and regard them as gods. "

This explanation seems to be much more scientific than the so-called mythology... no wonder.

Mori Ogai really wanted to deny this kind of information that broke all the previous worldviews, but he found absurdly that his hands were already trembling slightly, as if breaking some taboo, the mysterious world opened a thin gap towards them, and madness poured from the middle Let it out.

It seems that there is a voice faintly saying in their ears that this is the truth of this world.

[san value +3]

[san value +2]

[san value +5]

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