Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

Chapter 131 Episode 19 A Message from the Gods

Today is Sunday, and Yokohama is rarely calm.

Even the dark alley struggles that can't be "leisurely" all day are less than half, and the armed detective agency has only received sporadic commissions for missing cats and finding lost objects.

It was such a leisurely day that you would feel sorry for the sunshine outside the window if you didn't sleep.

But Atsushi Nakajima always had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

Since he went out in the morning, this premonition has been lingering in his heart, so that he can't feel at ease when he walks on the road. From time to time, he is startled by some dull and urgent sounds such as the honking of vehicles.

what happened?Did you not sleep well last night?

Dun scratched his hair a little irritably. If he was in the form of a white tiger at this time, he might even want to flick his tail on the ground a few times.

This kind of unsettling premonition, which seemed to be boring in summer, troubled the white tiger boy all the way.

It wasn't until he opened the door of the detective agency that he realized that he was not the only one who was dominated by this "annoyance".

Everyone in the detective agency is-

Mr. Ranpo was sitting on the seat, holding his face with one hand, playing Bozi soda marbles boredly;

Together with Dr. Yosano, Tanizaki Naomi, and Kyoka-chan, they seem to be chatting about the latest fashion magazines; Kenji is taking care of flowers and plants.

Even Mr. Dazai, who often disappears and does not know where to perform the water-entrance ceremony, is lying on the sofa, with the well-thrown "Complete Suicide Manual" covering his face, and the three-flowered cat who often goes out to look for food is squatting He was licking his paws on the tea table next to the sofa, looking leisurely.

What a peaceful scene, but Dun, whose intuition is comparable to wild animals, still felt it. There was an inexplicable atmosphere that enveloped the entire detective agency.

The evidence is that on a rare rest day, all the members of the detective agency gathered in the office at the same time.

"Oh, you're here too, Don."

Kunikida Doppo was holding the brewed tea, and as soon as he walked out of the tea room, he saw Atsushi Nakajima standing at the door like a wooden stake.

Atsushi asked hesitantly: "Mr. Kunikida, everyone, this is..."

"Well……"

Kunikida pushed his glasses and glanced at the direction outside the window, "Just like you, we are all waiting for a certain result."

result--

Atsushi Nakajima walked to the window following the senior's line of sight, and looked out, and what he saw was the clear sky of Yokohama.

The white tiger boy looked up at the sky in a daze, and almost immediately realized what Kunikida Doppo meant by waiting.

By the way, it has been three months, could it be Ms. Mei and the others!

Dun suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Ranpo Edogawa on the other side, looking for answers.

As if sensing the sight of the white-haired boy, the black-haired young man fiddled with the marbles on the table, and gave an affirmative answer without raising his head, "That's what you think, the time should be about the same, they are coming back."

Atsushi Nakajima choked for breath, and before he had time to think, the next sentence had already blurted out: "Then Miss Mei's chances of winning?"

Edogawa Ranpo did not speak, and it was Dazai Osamu who was on the sofa who answered him.

"Add that dwarf's current combat power, ten percent." The brown-haired young man took down the book on his face and said softly.

"How come... only ten percent—"

Atsushi Nakajima said in disbelief.

He doesn't understand why the winning rate is still so low even though there is that gravitational force, God, is it really so difficult to win!

"Dazai-san! Is there anything we can do? At least - at least we can't let Miss Mei and Mr. Nakahara fight alone!"

The white-haired boy asked eagerly.

It's not just about the survival of Yokohama itself, even if it is an irrelevant outsider who has seen the girl struggling all the way with her will on her back, Atsushi is unwilling to watch the girl go to the established end point.

not to mention--

Atsushi Nakajima clenched his fists.

What's more, it was they themselves who pushed Mei Zhishang to the finish line.

"Yes, what else can we do?"

Osamu Dazai whispered softly as if talking to himself.

The armed detective's office fell completely silent at some point.

The investigators stopped what they were doing, they stopped talking, and tacitly looked at the brown-haired youth on the sofa.

In the anticipation of everyone's gaze, the Hong Kong? Black ex-cadre smiled.

He is clearly a perplexed person who seeks death all day long, but at this moment, a faint ray of hope and optimism appeared in his iris-colored pupils, "Yes, if there is anything else, it is us can do—”

Osamu Dazai said calmly with a smile, "Then try to pray, pray, and wait for a miracle to happen."

The same scene was also staged in the Port Mafia and the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

"pray?"

In the leader's office, Mori Ogai looked at the pre-war information handed back in his hand, and a rare pure doubt appeared on the face of the leader who had always been strategizing.

As if confirming it, he closed the information and opened it again.

However, those two weird words still did not disappear, occupying the center position of the information openly and squarely.

"Momiji-kun, is this "prayer" the name of the latest weapon? "

Chief Sen looked at his capable subordinates without expecting.

"Unfortunately, Ogai-sama, as you can see, "pray" is literally. "

One of the five cadres looked at the leader's rare puzzled expression, raised her kimono sleeves symbolically, and covered the smile on her lips, but her eyes revealed her true feelings, "However, I feel that this plan is not bad. It's a romance."

romantic...

Mori Ogai sighed softly, put the information in his hand aside, and put it together with the letter of greeting from Vongola from Italy not long ago.

Although he couldn't witness it with his own eyes, with the increase of intentional or unintentional messages from various places in Italy and Tokyo, Mori Ogai roughly restored the process of Megami Tomogami and Chuya Nakahara.

The leader of Vongola, the strongest in the magic world, Accelerator of Academy City.

Their Yokohama is really amazing, isn't it?

They lived up to their set up at all and even seemed to go well beyond initial expectations.

However, no amount of planning ends here.

Mori Owai leaned his upper body back slightly against the back of the chair, turned his face sideways, and looked at the electrified window.

There, a blond-haired, blue-eyed humanoid supernatural power was lying on the window, looking intently at the blue sky in the distance.

"After you do your best, do you just obey the destiny? It's really not in line with our style of action."

Mori Ogai said with a wry smile.

"Who said it wasn't."

Koyo Ozaki went to the side chair and sat down, quietly waiting for that moment to come.

The Ministry of the Interior where the Supernatural Secret Service Division is located

Under the neat and orderly surface, there are constant incoming and outgoing calls from various departments——

【"Emergency premonition in the shelter..."】

【"Public opinion guidance and evacuation—"】

["Considering the greatest degree of destruction caused by natural disasters...the funds needed for reconstruction, and the worst possibility, A367 died in battle, Yokohama..."]

All kinds of huge information, like an ocean, converged to the special agency of the Ministry of the Interior, and piled up on the desktops of Ango Sakaguchi and Santou Taneda, squeezing the nerves of the two model workers.

During the three months when the Yokohama sky disappeared, it was impossible for them to be idle. On the contrary, the matters that needed to be filed in advance exceeded imagination.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the pressure from the upper echelon, and then the city's evacuation plan. Considering the worst situation, they even started preparing for the transfer of Yokohama citizens.

Millions of people, even neighboring Tokyo, cannot swallow so many at once.

Of course, only a small number of people know the truth. On the surface, they have been using disaster prevention rehearsals as a way of negotiating.

So for quite a long time, officials in Tokyo, Osaka, and Nagoya thought they were finally driven crazy by the Yokohama psychic, and began to secretly imagine the end of the world.

Haha, if it really is the end of the world, who will cry then?

Sakaguchi Ango sneered in his heart.

The young assistant pinched the sore bridge of his nose, and temporarily turned his eyes away from the computer screen.

"How about the air-recovery device and monitor, is there a signal?" Sakaguchi Ango asked again.

"There is no news yet." The person opposite said.

"yes……"

Ango Sakaguchi got up and looked at the sky outside the window.

It should be today.

The black-haired young man was thinking, and he thought of the pre-war plan that Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo sent——

【pray】

A thick stack of information passed, and only two words like this joke were exchanged.

To be honest, when I first saw it, Mr. Ango Sakaguchi almost laughed out of anger. He really wanted to rush to the Armed Detective Agency with a knife in hand, and take someone named Dazai...

But soon, the young assistant officer calmed down.

Ability Secret Service, Port Mafia, Armed Detective Agency.

The plans obtained by the three parties are all these two words, telling a nightmarish conclusion brightly——

[As human beings, what they can plan has reached the limit, and the last thing they can do is pray. 】

It happens to be the most ethereal prayer.

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help laughing wryly as he thought about it, at the same time, it was like a premonition——

Suddenly there was some kind of message in the air, invisible to the naked eye, but his heart started beating little by little.

Ango Sakaguchi suddenly raised his head, staring straight at the sky.

At the same time, the investigators of the Armed Detective Agency, the leader of the port mafia and the lady cadres all raised their heads and turned their eyes to the sky.

The waiting time passed slowly as if infinitely elongated, and everyone's heartbeats became faster and faster, just when the atmosphere in the air was about to climb to a certain peak——

-

A transparent ripple spread out in the sky.

As if a certain scene reappeared, the originally blue and calm sky began to spread ripples outwards like a lake on which a stone was dropped.

The only difference is that at that time, millions of people from all over the city watched, but now, only the main members of Yokohama's three parties witnessed this scene.

As the ripples continued to expand, a blurred patch of color appeared in the sky, and a certain force was "tuning and focusing" on it. Soon, under the gaze of everyone, a familiar girl with silver hair and golden pupils reappeared in the sky.

They are back.

Tomoshang Mei, still wearing a combat uniform with a gunblade on her back as usual, her eyes are full of energy, her face is rosy, and everything seems to be safe.

For a moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

Some of the older leaders even had some strange emotions that seemed like old fathers.

Terrible, terrible.

A white-haired president with a paralyzed face fell into a momentary self-doubt.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared beside Mei Zhishang.

"That is--"

Atsushi Nakajima widened his eyes in astonishment: "Ko-gang in white clothes? Black Gravity Envoy!"

"puff!"

A certain kite-eyed youth reacted even more exaggeratedly, and directly sprayed the tea out of his mouth.

Dazai Osamu, with protruding eyes like a cartoon special effect, stared in horror at the gravity user whose height exceeded 1.6 meters in the sky, and screamed that the world view collapsed, "The little black dwarf! This is impossible!"

Well, this unbelievable expression, as if the shocking face of a slug evolving into a swan, everyone in the detective agency watched for a while, then silently turned on the camera of the mobile phone, and took a picture of this memorable scene.

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Canopy Yokohama

When Mei Zhishang opened her eyes, she found that they were standing in the inner hall of Zhishang House.

It is daytime now, and the afternoon sun shines on the floor in front of the sofa through the glass wall. Searching for No. [-] Rosalia is sleeping with the screen darkened, and the cat climbing frame specially prepared for Zhongye cats is placed quietly. Rug side.

All the furnishings in the house are still the same as they were before leaving, but because of the young master's departure, the mansion temporarily fell into a deep sleep.

— “Alice.”

Mei shouted softly, she took a step forward, and her boots knocked on the floor with a crisp sound.

The girl's voice was like a signal.

The moment the voice fell, there was a long "beep" sound from the silent house, Rosalia by the sofa automatically turned on and the screen popped up, and the surrounding decorative lights were turned on one by one.

The waiting house ended its deep sleep and woke up at the call of the little master.

A projection fell, and a young girl AI with blond hair and blue eyes appeared in front of Mei Zhishang and Chuya Nakahara.

She looked at the two of them calmly, pulled up the complicated hem of her skirt, and raised her skirt to Mei, 【"Welcome back, Miss."】

The silver-haired girl couldn't help smiling. She knelt down on one knee and opened her arms towards the young girl AI. "Would you like a hug, little princess?"

"Well!"

The blond-haired intelligent life form took two steps back as if it had been poked, and its deliberate camouflage was instantly crushed under the smiling gaze of the silver-haired girl.

She pursed her mouth, like a real little girl, and was about to get into Mei's arms, "Wow! Miss, Alice misses you so much!"

The blond AI ran towards the girl crying, probably because of being too excited, accidentally stepped on the hem of the skirt, slapped, and fell to the ground with his face on the ground.

Mei: "Ah."

This, this is a bit embarrassing, isn't it?

Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, a reliable adult man, thoughtfully looked away and pretended not to see it.

Although she knew it was a projection, Mei still stepped forward and reached out to help her AI. Just as the girl bent down defenselessly, a red light suddenly flashed in the inorganic pupils of the AI ​​Alice lying on the ground.

At the same time, a lighting lamp hidden in the corner quickly transformed into a gun, and the muzzle pointed directly at Mei.

Zhongyuan Zhongye and AI Luanbu's expressions changed, and they spoke out almost at the same time.

"There's something wrong with that guy, come back, Mei!"

【"Her program has been rewritten! Come back!"】

At the very moment, the red-haired youth grabbed Mei's arm and pulled the girl back into his arms, just avoiding the sharp bayonet hidden in the floor by the blond AI. of bullets.

The furniture in the mansion vibrated, and just as they were about to transform into massive firepower weapons, the AI ​​directly hacked into the main system at random steps and forcibly shut down the program.

With a beep, the house fell silent again.

Tomoshang Mei stared blankly at AI: "Alice?"

【"Little, little miss, &? T right? &(^&——"】

The blond AI floated up from the ground like a levitation, her pupils were empty, and she spit out a series of words that did not resemble human language.

After the initial confusion, the blond-haired AI's figure disappeared suddenly, and a light screen appeared out of thin air, showing a face that was eight parts like Mei Zhishang's.

The silver-haired god on the screen leaned on the throne, propped his cheek with one hand, and greeted Mei leisurely, 【"Welcome back, Yokohama, do you like the surprise I prepared for you?"】

"It's you……"

Tomoshang Mei lowered her eyes, staring at the other party coldly, as if she was annoyed, her beautiful golden pupils darkened slightly, conveying a dangerous atmosphere, "You have modified the core program of Alice and the others."

Probably very satisfied with the girl's expression, the silver-haired god smiled in a rare good mood, 【"It's just a small repayment, there's no need to make such a fuss, Yokohama."】

【"What's more, don't you also rely on despicable means to weaken my strength?"】

Mei ignored the silver-haired god's accusation, and said directly: "What do you want."

【"Just like you."】

The god in the light screen restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pale face showed aloof arrogance again.

He straightened up, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The space behind the seat of God burst into light instantly, illuminating the countless cultivation tanks stacked behind him, and inside the tanks were living brains sleeping in them.

Puff, puff.

The beating sound of "they" clearly entered the girl's ears through the screen.

Obviously, the silver-haired god was not satisfied with modifying the main program of the AIs, and he "kidnapped" all the superhumans.

【"Although I haven't found where the bodies of those two things are."】

He said, pointing to the AI ​​Ranpo beside Mei, and Dazai who was hiding deeper, 【"But it doesn't matter, I think these are enough."】

The silver-haired god ignored the killing intent of the red-haired youth, stared at Mei with eyes of the same color as the girl, and said slowly, ["This city does not need two spirit-based consciousnesses, come and see me, Yokohama, we It’s time to make a conclusion.”]

[Landmark Building, I will wait for you here. 】