In Mori Ouwai's heart, Natsume Soseki is a figure like a paranormal. He always thinks that Natsume is far from the life of ordinary people. After all, even his disciple rarely gets news from the teacher... But why, the leader knows
Do you know? And you also know that he and Your Excellency Fukuzawa are both disciples of Mr. Natsume.
This is very strange.
Although this master-apprentice relationship is not an absolute secret, it will be related to the "three-moment concept", and insiders will subconsciously choose to hide it. Otherwise, if the news spreads, it will inevitably be a bit dirty.
Could it be that-
Mori Ou looked at the beautiful face of the black-haired boy, recalling the other party's glowing diamond-like grace and ability, and couldn't help but think: Could this be the teacher's newly accepted disciple?
No.
The title of the leader is "Mr. Natsume".
Although there is respect in words and the listening content is quite relevant, it seems that he puts Mr. Natsume on an equal position...
Then the question is.
Who was the God of Qinghe?
Absolutely not an ordinary 17-year-old boy, the so-called orphanage origin is even more ridiculous-
Mori Ou hired a private detective to check all the orphanages in Yokohama. In the orphanage where the traces of "Kakiya Kawagami" were found, although the adults had a unified caliber, the children's words were full of loopholes, and they were obviously in the
"Although I was told, my IQ and acting skills are not enough to take on this big responsibility."
It was obviously bribed.
At first, Mori Ouwai thought it was probably done by the family behind the leader, but he became unsure at this time.
Mr. Natsume’s relationship network is basically in the government. Is it possible that it is the government...
There are too many possibilities.
Mori Ouwai asked himself again:
Who was the person in the Shen Dynasty Qinghe?
This question has been lingering in Mori Ouwai's heart for a long time. From the succession ceremony in November last year to the present, he has been working diligently for the port Mafia, because of this unknown. - the fog shrouded on the young leader,
The attitude he showed with the other party was as he wanted and without regard for the consequences, which made him dare not act rashly. Although small movements were frequent, large movements were never seen.
——He did not forget the silver oracle.
Although the young leader seems to enjoy life and still loves a peaceful life, he looks like a pacifist and will not do anything out of the ordinary, and the style shown by the document approval is also grand and elegant.
Looking down from a high place, but occasionally you can take a detour.
...Perhaps I accept the right way to go with my subordinates.
For example, during this period of Dazai Jun's rise.
The hottest summer vacation has passed, but the sun in September is still full of annoying heat.
Fortunately, it was morning.
When Mori Ou came to her senses, she was shook her eyes by the sun. He looked at the leader. The boy obviously did not take what he said to him just now and started playing with his cell phone.
“…”
Maybe the leader is handling official duties on his mobile phone?
Mori Ou relied on her height advantage and secretly glanced at Kanodai's mobile phone. She saw a pixel map on the screen of the mobile phone. A red dot slowly moved on the map, while another long strip of white dots was made of white dots.
, was being manipulated by the buttons and moved toward the red dot.
...Greedy snake?!
Mori Ou's luck mentality is broken into eight petals.
As if he had noticed his sight, Kanyo Kiyohiro put away his phone and said:
"Senjun, I suddenly remembered that I had something to do, so I also asked for leave today."
"I'll leave first."
"When Dazai and Odasaki come back, remember to tell them not to forget to see Akutagawa and the others."
After throwing three sentences, the black-haired boy flexibly squeezed into the crowd and disappeared in a daze.
Mori Ouwai: "..."
ah.
How long has it been since, this feeling of being ignored.
As if something was chasing, Kanyo Kiyo quickly walked to the main road and stopped a taxi and rushed to Kanyo's house.
He climbed over the wall into the yard and found a spare key under the cactus basin. He opened the door and prepared to be choked by the dust, but found that the house had been cleaned and raised his eyebrows.
...When did Anwu awaken the soul of housekeeping?
The situation is urgent.
Without too much thought, Kanyo Kiyohiro came to the bedroom and opened the secret compartment, took out his beloved high-function laptop, and while opening the internet, he connected to the port of his mobile phone.
With the support of better performance, "Greedy Snake" reveals its complete appearance.
This is a partial map of Zhang Yokohama.
The red dot walking is Lantang who walks out of the campus.
The white dot is a meaningless disguise, and it is a person like Mori Ouwai who deceives him.
In the past nearly a year, with the idea of preparing for the future, Kanyoshi Qinghe and his bird friends installed many small and undetectable cameras in Lebo Street and nearby, and built their own base stations.
The difference between electronic products and humans is that the latter's sight will be deceived by superpowers, but the former will not.
In terms of the risk of being discovered, the former is also smaller.
And even if it is really discovered...
What does this have to do with him, a clean minor?
Japan is a country with high incidence of voyeurism, and the source of these cameras can be explained in various ways.
The screen flashes.
Lan Tang's figure wrapped in ball appeared in front of him.
...Well, it's very conspicuous.
——Walk very slowly.
After watching for a while, Kiyoshi Kamiyo pressed the recording and left the table to make himself a cup of instant coffee.
Lantang walks through the Lebo Street.
Low and scattered houses, colorful awnings, moss-covered corners...
There was a decay everywhere.
A hungry wolf-like gaze stared at him from every corner, as if he wanted to tear off a piece of meat while he was unprepared, but after seeing the light golden square in his hand, he struggled to restrain his impulse.
Lan Tang arrived at his destination.
——This is the center of Lebo Street.
Lan Tang originally wanted to inquire about going to the sheep's base to see if there was any lamb similar to the boy with orange hair, but after entering the Lebo Street, it seemed that there was a strange attraction that had not been before, which made him deviate from it.
The direction was gone.
Is it here...?
ruins.
The refugees did not build houses at the beginning of the explosion.
Lan Tang quietly looked at the huge deep pit in the center of Lebo Street. The cracked land was like an unremovable scar that aroused people's fear of natural disasters. He stood blankly on the edge of the deep pit, vaguely feeling the deep pit.
The black flames emitted from it that burn the body and mind of a person.
There seemed to be something coming out of my mind.
Lan Tang slowly raised his head, looking towards the ocean like a disrepaired clockwork toy.
Ah, I can't see it here.
He slowly retreated, stood on the height of the ruins of the ruins, and looked at the sea.
The sea is blue and the sea is calm. The light golden sunlight coats it with sparkling waves, like a huge and shining sapphire.
I seem to have seen such a picture before.
When is it?
Lan Tang thought in a daze that the sea breeze blew his hair, and the strands of his long hair completely covered his face, but he had no energy to push it away...
Fragments of memory emerge in my mind.
Your own identity, your own partner, your own tasks, your own superpowers, and—
pain.
I remembered again, the pain of being burned by the black flames...
Lan Tang knelt on the ground with a distorted expression, holding his head tightly.
Around him, light golden subspace blocks spread like flowing water. At first, the range could only surround one person, and then gradually multiply, quickly covering the entire deep pit and continuing to expand-
It looks like a blooming flower.
The coffee is already cold.
Kanyo Kiyohe looked at the screen with concentration, and flowers of almost the same color were reflected in her amber eyes, sighing softly:
"So beautiful."
The light golden subspace seems to be about to blend in with sunlight, as if it is present or not, like a dream depicted in myths.
Shen Dai Qinghe called for superpowers and looked carefully at Lan Tang's character card.
[Name: Lan Tang/Arthur Lambo (real name)/Paul Weirren (formerly used name)
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Birthday: 1020
Identity: Assistant Secretary, Chief, Port Mafia, / European Supernatural Intelligencer
Ability: "Colorful Painting Collection"
Evaluation: The most powerful superpower to date, the ability to dominate large-scale subspaces that are not affected by physical laws, is quite flexible to use, and can "resurrect" a corpse as a puppet manipulation-the ability level is "transcendent"
", I forgot my original identity due to amnesia and also forgot my original abilities. Now I remember most of my memories, and my abilities have returned.
The key memory of PS has not been restored. Now he is obsessed with an unknown partner in the flames that Huang Ba vomits.
pps forgot to say that his superpowers include reading the memory of the puppet...you know what he will do next, right?]
Very simple.
Kiyowa Kamiyo took a sip of the cold coffee and thought indifferently: The next step is naturally to find the insider of that year and read the other party’s memories.
——But everyone in the explosion center was dead.
——The only thing left is "Wild Ba Tu" itself...
But I know that there are also few people in the Central Plains who vomited it.
Even whether he knows it himself is unknown.
...What will Lan Tang do? Simulate the black flames, reproduce the scenes of that year, and try to find possible insiders? Or...
——Try to buy some news first?
Kiyo Kamiyo opened his wardrobe thoughtfully and looked at the wide cloak inside. It was his clothing when he was in the underground world as an intelligence dealer.
Lan Tang was also thinking about this question.
Perhaps it was a subconscious escape. In his memory he recovered, there was no betrayal of his partner, only the inexplicable target experiment subject, and the severe pain afterwards.
...Wilren, where is Weirren?!
Lan Tang gasped in big mouthfuls, fearlessly unwilling to think about the possibility of his partner dying from the flames.
He wanted to contact France for a moment, but he quickly suppressed this idea.
The spy who has been missing for seven years...
This identity is very untrustworthy, but because it is a transcendent, France will not give up on him, and will even urge him to return to his country and secretly send someone to pick him up. But in that case, if you return to France, you will never have the chance to come again.
Far East has been looking for Weirren, and the partner is not valued...
Lan Tang sat in the ruins, thinking in a daze.
He knew that his mission to the Far East was top secret, and the experiments being conducted by Japan were also top secret. A small number of insiders probably died in that terrifying explosion, and it was difficult to find clues about his partner...
——But you always have to look for it.
Manipulating the puppet to reproduce the black flames of that year is a good way to collect information. Kelantang could not think of a suitable puppet candidate.
The former leader of the port mafia was originally a good target, but his body was cremated.
Go buy some news first?
Lan Tang thought uncertainly: What might the intelligence dealers in Yokohama Underground World know?