Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Without Tatsuka Fujimaru's fluffy and soft head to touch, Yayoi Aoki turned around and caught the white dragon, and started to play with its tail.

Regarding Zhuge Kongming's judgment, she did not directly refute it, but tactfully threw out a hypothesis.

"According to common sense, it should indeed be the same as Mr. Zhuge's analysis. But-this time, it is a 'special' Holy Grail War, right? So I think, maybe it would be better to be more cautious?"

The black-haired beauty turned her head sideways, revealing the fantasy face that was shaped by the ancient poems of Uruk, sung and praised, in front of everyone's sight.

She pointed back at herself: "After all, if you count the sudden appearance of 'Amit', there will be an unconventional Avenger job. Then there will be a little bit of other accidents, it is not impossible things."

Lies made up by oneself must always be corrected by themselves.

Zhuge Kongming pondered for a moment, and he accepted Yayoi Aoki's conjecture.

After more detailed discussions, everyone decided that the general policy remains unchanged, and still adopt the strategy of "the enemy singled out us" and refused to place orders. With the purpose of "working quietly and not shooting", they made a fortune in silence and defeated them one by one. .

So, starting now, the first goal——

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, Kunikida took a step forward, spread the map of Yokohama on the table, Edogawa Ranpo took a red marker, drew a dazzling red circle on the suburban area, and said " "Papa" with a few photos of the scene sent by the police station.

"I recommend starting here~"

Taking off his glasses, and propping up the marker with his nose, Edogawa lazily lay on the bench, saying this, but his eyes stared at Bailong, causing Bailong to spit at him.

"The three cases all revolved around this place. The victims were all women. They had to go home late at night due to work reasons. Most of them died at around two or three o'clock in the morning. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. After identification, the murder weapon was a dagger. The sharp object, the method of attack is similar, it is confirmed as a serial murder case, and—"

"Well, this feature, combined with the setting of your "heroic spirit", is almost like saying 'Come and catch me'. Of course, the possibility of deliberate imitation is not ruled out."

Like a croupier spreading out poker, Ranpo Edogawa slid open high-definition photos without any mosaics on the table, exposing those poor people, who were devastated to such an extent that they were bloody and bloody.

"The victim, all--all, was cut open. The heart also disappeared. By the way, does the human heart have any special function for you heroic spirits?"

Fujimaru Tachika could hardly take her eyes off those photos.

Her hands were clenched into fists, and her teeth were chattering—not from fear, but from anger.

Those present have all experienced strong winds and waves, and it stands to reason that they would not have too violent mood swings because of this level of truth.

But even after Qianfan, Fujimaru Tachika still miraculously retained her original intention as a "human being".

I will be happy for the beauty, sad for the parting, and also for the joy and misery of others, and I will give my true feelings for it from the bottom of my heart.

——Very remarkable, ordinary and extraordinary noble quality.

From a certain point of view, perhaps it was not because she was forced to be involved in the war of restoration of human nature, but because fate chose her. Only such "Fujimaru Tachika" can avoid all the bad endings and go all the way. Go down, come here.

Aoki Yayoi's first reaction was to cover Fujimaru Tateka's eyes, but seeing those golden eyes that revealed anger, she couldn't help but smiled, and turned to hold the clenched hand.

"As far as the human heart is concerned, I remember...it can replenish magic power. It is the part with the most energy in human beings. It is also the best tribute among various sacrifices."

At the beginning, Uruk had such sacrifices to the gods. It was she who pulled Enkidu and refused to let Gilgamesh give orders, so she changed to use more cattle and sheep as tributes.

Thinking about it this way... Maybe the dissatisfaction of the gods has been foreshadowed since then, right?

Thinking about it this way, the fact that she drank the divine poison back then could be regarded as a kind of karma and effect, a self-inflicted punishment?

"OK. The suspicion is bigger."

Edogawa spread his hands in disorder, and after being slapped away by Bailong, Shenlong once again, he shrank back to the bench, with a child who hadn't got a toy and had no love in his life, and bulged Cheeks, no more talking.

Kunikida Doppo put the sorted materials in a file bag and put them on the table: "Here are all the details related to the case."

After confirming the location of the next step, Fujimaru Tatsuka stood up "squeaky".

"Then, let's get to work, gentlemen!"

Target—the unknown Ripper who targets women at night!

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Fukuzawa Yukichi, Zhuge Kongming, Fujimaru Tateka, Ishtar, Aoki Yayoi, Yimulian, Lanling Wang, this group of seven people, if it is really a mighty and tidy street, it may be an intelligence report. Haven't collected them yet, they were first targeted by the Hong Kong, Port, Black, Hand, and Party.

Originally, it was planned to divide the target area into three parts, three groups of masters and servants, with Chaldea's inspection system, to search separately.

But if you are alone and meet a dangerous character other than the "Unknown Ripper", you will lose the advantage of forming an alliance in a group fight.

But during the discussion between Zhuge Kongming and Da Vinci, Yayoi Aoki glanced out of the window and suddenly came up with a genius idea——

Therefore, when the sun sets and the crescent moon rises, the lights illuminate this complex and ingenious behemoth, revealing the other side of the bustling city that never sleeps.

The outskirts of the city, this gray area near the slums, is in the middle of the delicate balance between the port, the black, the hand, the party, and the government.

However, while fish and dragons are mixed here, the most ancient buildings in Yokohama are preserved. Legendary stories and rich history coexist.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a small group of bold outsiders who wanted to spy on a corner of the dark world also ushered in today.

"Here, here. Because the neighborhood is very lively, everyone in the tour group must look at the small flag and follow me! There are thousands of roads, and safety is the first. If you do not follow the rules when traveling, your relatives will cry."

Holding a small flag with red background and yellow letters in his hand, wearing a youthful and energetic white short T-shirt and denim shorts, and wearing a cute mask that is common to girls, covering his troublesome face, Yayoi Aoki shook with a smile Small flag, the voice is brisk.

"Thank you very much for your support throughout the day. Then, at the end of today's Yokohama day trip, at everyone's request, let us make good memories together!"

"—please come with me."

"Hmm~ I think the gentlemen in the team will be more interested in this way. That's right! This is the legal red light district in Yokohama, and there are many professional women with excellent services. Although foreign tourists are not accepted Nominate, but if you are fluent in Japanese, you can still try one or two."

"Want to get closer? Of course you can. In fact, there have been scary rumors in the red light district recently! Huh? Curious? But... ah, if you must listen...?"

Under Yayoi Aoki's eloquent "commentary", she and her "customers" successfully blended into the crowd.

Although the goal has been achieved, Fujimaru Tachika has never thought about the experience of "mingling with a group of men and swaggering around the red light district".

Not once! ! !

No! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

The girl of the savior is crying: Yamit, why are you so quick and proficient in acting? !

As the goddess of beauty, harvest and war in Mesopotamian mythology, and the patron saint of prostitutes, Ishtar looked at everything in front of him with great interest, and made comments from time to time.

As for what the evaluation was, don't ask, Fujimaru Tatsuka refused to answer.

Fukuzawa Yukichi and Zhuge Kongming, the two adult groups, are as stable as Mount Tai on the surface-if the former does not often pull down the brim of his hat, and the latter does not have the same hands and feet, then the acting will be more similar.

Strangely, Yimulian and King Lanling both looked at Yayoi Aoki's bare white legs under his shorts at the same time, thinking about the temperature.

Relying on the fact that no one can see him, the white dragon even coiled directly around Yayoi Aoki's body, and started to blow a dark wind to the humans whose eyes were wrong.

Maintaining this formation, the group walked around according to Edogawa Ranpo's suggestion, but still did not collect any information, and Chaldea did not detect any deliberate energy body.

The only explanation, then, is—

This is not the murderer's residence, but a hunting ground specially selected by him.

They chose a bar at random and sat down. With the help of the deafening background sound and the cover of the dim light, a group of people sat in the corner, pretending to be tourists having fun and having fun, but actually discussing the next step in a low voice.

"There's no time to waste gathering intelligence. Every moment, 'over there' can change, and it has to be done quickly."

Zhuge Kongming skillfully shook the goblet, and set his sights on the three women in front of him.

He frowned and was still hesitating. Ishtar snorted softly and raised his head proudly: "It's not impossible. To lure the snake out of the hole... just put out the bait and let that lifeless guy take the bait, right?"

Fujimaru Tachika nodded: "Ishtar also has enough self-defense ability. This way..."

"No, you have misunderstood. I am not talking about her."

Zhuge Kongming waved his hands emotionally: "The type of victim chosen by the murderer has a personal preference, and they are all mature women with plump bodies—Yami, can you?"

Yayoi Aoki, now wearing the shell of a great beauty, blinked: "It's okay...but, Mr. Zhuge, you may need to deal with some things first."

She said, pointing behind the other party.

Zhuge Kongming:?

"Varied--"

Zhuge Kongming turned his head, and under the kind gaze of the two "female" whom he dismissed casually, as if he had traveled to the South Pole, he couldn't help but shut his mouth.

How should I put it...Mr. Kong, at first glance, it looks like a dead house that has played too many strategy games.

You know, the upper half of the S-curve is a super-high-risk topic that is eternal for girls and outsiders talk about the risk of death (.