Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Chapter 108

The speeding car stopped abruptly on the side of the road, and Yokohama Hospital was not far away.

After receiving detailed information on the coronavirus, the members of the detective agency sent the president here for systematic inspection.

Suehiro got out of the car and looked at the absent-minded girl beside him.

In the morning light, the girl who was immersed in her thoughts seemed particularly illusory.

"To fight the mafia, your detective agency is understaffed."

His voice was steady, "Let me help you."

The girl raised her eyes in amazement, and when she met his serious gaze, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

But soon she shook her head decisively.

"No."

"The purpose of the devil is to provoke a fight between supernatural organizations."

Gancha said softly, "If even the hound troops representing the government are involved, there will be no peace in Yokohama."

She is not so righteous - if the matter is really irreversible, if one person must die, then she will definitely try her best to kill the leader of Hong Kong|Black.

But at least no one else should be implicated.

Suehiro wanted to say something, but was stopped by the girl's eyes.

There is still a light red around the eye sockets, but the vine purple eyes are more and more transparent, like vine flowers soaked in rain in spring.

"I have asked for Mr. Iron Gut's help, maybe I am not qualified to say such high-sounding words—but, I hope..."

She lowered her eyelashes, and her gaze fell gently on the young man's hand holding the hilt of the sword.

"Mr. Iron Chang's saber is used to protect this world."

"—should not be involved in such a conspiracy."

The resoluteness contained in the words was so substantive that he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

...However, the world he guarded should not be a place where she could cry.

Unprovoked thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning, so fast that I could hardly catch them.

Seeing that he was speechless for a while, the girl smiled at him, turned and left.

A faint wind passed through, and the branches beside the road swayed slightly.

In the whirling sound, her figure seemed to melt into the uneven light.

——In any case, he didn't want to watch her leave like this.

Acting faster than thinking, Suehiro took a step forward and grabbed her wrist.

Even the wrists of this petite girl were extraordinarily slender, as if they would be broken if she was not careful, and he didn't even dare to use half of his strength when holding it in his palm.

Such a slender and frail person is clearly able to say those words that weigh a thousand ounces.

When he met her looking back, he paused and said:

"... At least tell me what else I can do for you."

"..."

After a moment of absence, the girl showed a soft smile.

In the early morning mist, it seemed as if a hazy lavender flower rain had blown down from a tree.

He froze for a moment, but the girl's body temperature suddenly approached, and her soft hair gently brushed against his neck.

Her voice with a smile sounded from a very close place:

"...Then I want, Mr. Iron Gut, to go back and have a good rest now."

The girl backed away quickly, and smiled at him with her hands behind her back, but lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.

Then she turned around and ran quickly into the passageway of the side door of the hospital.

The embrace that had been filled for a moment was suddenly empty, and a strange feeling of loss quietly emerged.

The young man stood where he was, staring at the direction in which she disappeared.

After a long time, he closed his eyes, and engraved that fleeting, incomparably dazzling smile into his heart with great care.

The unused sword weighed heavily on his waist.

The young man's right hand unconsciously supported the hilt of the sword.

She was right - protecting the world is his duty and wish.

But now, he hopes that his sword can also exist to protect that smiling face.

"Miss Gancha!"

Seeing the girl rushing in, the members of the detective agency who were waiting for the inspection results in the lobby of the waiting area immediately greeted her.

"How about it?"

Gancha asked anxiously.

"The president is still checking, and Dr. Yosano and Mr. Ranpo are inside."

Kunikida Doppo pointed to the closed door at the end of the corridor.

No one was allowed to enter during the inspection, the girl took a few steps, finally bit her lip, stopped, lowered her head and sighed.

Facing her companion's worried gaze, she forced a smile, calmed down, and sat down on the bench with them.

The only ones waiting here are Doppo Kunikida, Tanizaki and Kenji who are acting presidents.

The port mafia should have also received the news of the communist party. As combatants, Odasaku, Atsushi, and Kyoka were at the entrance of the passage and the monitoring room to guard against possible incoming enemies, but——

"Where's Mr. Dazai?"

Immediately discovering the abnormality, the girl frowned,

"On our side, is he the one who sent back the news of the communion? Has he met the devil?"

Kunikida Doppo didn't understand, so he nodded.

Gan Cha's pupils shrank.

——I will set up obstacles on her way back, how can I let Mr. Dazai who came to her door go?

"Is anyone with him?"

"No, he left a word in the morning and disappeared by himself... But if he can pass on information, he should—"

Sensing the meaning behind her words, Kunikida squeezed the notebook tightly, "You mean..."

"Go find him quickly!"

Gancha suddenly got up.

At this moment, the door at the end of the passage was pushed open, and the person they were talking about walked in intact.

"Don't worry, I'm back."

Having heard the conversation in the room, Dazai said with a smile.

At a time like this, how could he be injured casually?Besides, the downfall of the president is enough to torture her.

Seeing the girl's relieved expression, he thought rather complacently - he said a long time ago that he is not such a cruel man.

The black-haired young man approached the girl, and coaxed softly, "I'm fine."

"The devil still needs me to come back to pass on the information, so I won't do it lightly."

The young girl is not so easily deceived, but she is restless now, just add this sentence——

"Have a little confidence in me, Gancha Jiang."

He complained, "Don't believe me?"

Hearing such accusations, the girl's eyes became round like a cat seeing a ball of yarn.

He looked at this scene with a smile, and thought to himself—fortunately, Amcha-chan didn't know about the investigation he had done for Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and Mr. Ranpo was not here, otherwise, the subsequent things would not be hidden.

These things can't be told to her yet.

After hearing his teasing, Gan Cha couldn't help but glared at him.

"It's not because Dazai-san always does dangerous things!"

As soon as it was ready, he straightened up and glanced at the end of the corridor.

"Ah, Doctor Yosano came out."

Dazai pointed to the open door of the ward, and changed the subject.

The effect was outstanding, and the girl turned around immediately.

She didn't even listen to Xie Ye's statement about the test results, and rushed straight into the ward.

The silver-haired man was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed tightly, and a pale bandage was wrapped around his neck.

Above the thinly covered abdomen, there is a round glowing blue logo floating ominously.

Sitting on the edge of the bed in disorder, when he heard the movement, he turned his head to look, his face was a little pale.

Seeing the girl by the door who was staring blankly at Fukuzawa's weak appearance at the moment, he stood up and walked towards her.

In a war with the mafia, casualties are bound to occur on both sides, and this is playing into the hands of the devil.

If you want to avoid a direct conflict, you can only find a person with virus abilities, and Dazai's disqualification in the world will cancel the party.

Not long after the girl entered the ward, a famous detective who was hard to convince the members of the detective agency came out.

Ranpo sat on the bench in the hospital, flipping through the criminal information that Kunikida Doppo had asked for from the government's cooperative agency, his green eyes shone with a cold and sharp light of reason.

After a while, the detective with a cold expression pulled out one of the pages.

"It is this man, Pushkin."

He pointed at the young man with a golden cropped cut, pondered for a moment, and reported an address according to the information on it.

"I'm going to find him now!"

Kunikida immediately stood up.

"me and you together."

Oda Sakunosuke, who was leaning against the wall, took a step forward and said calmly.

Dazai frowned.

As the supernatural beings at the core of the virus battle, it is impossible for the devil to let them find their way so easily.

But it's not just the random step's judgment, in his opinion, the information is decent enough - so there must be a trap there.

...But if the bait is real, it is worth going to check it out.

Will the bait be real?

Just as he was thinking, a girl's voice came from not far away.

"Have you found the virus superhuman?"

The girl came from the end of the corridor, her expression was quite calm.

She pursed her lips, took a look at the document, and then shook her head.

"No, not him."

Gancha rarely made a judgment that was contrary to Ranbu.

Ranpo asked calmly, "What did you find?"

Gan Cha stared at the little Guanghe in the photo.

"According to the data, Pushkin used supernatural powers to commit many cases involving high-society people in his country. It also records the timing of his crime and imprisonment."

Due to the shared nature of the criminal record, Ranpo concluded that it was him, thinking that he was rescued by the Rat of the Dead House, joined the organization and came to Yokohama together.

Everything is very real, only the photos are wrong.

"The life of this person in the photo is completely different from the information in the record."

She raised her head and said, "During those times, the river of his life has been very stable—at most he is just a person who lives in a slum and has a habit of petty theft."

"I see."

"I understand."

Dazai and Ranpo spoke at the same time.

really--

The demons have tried their best to set up a cruel game, and of course they won't let them easily go beyond the rules.

Thinking about it, the information and address might be real, but even if they find it, they can only catch a scapegoat.

Moreover, in order to consume the available combat power of the detective agency, the devil must have arranged a hell there that can destroy the members of the detective agency who went to hunt them down.

——Even if it is not to that extent, it will shake their hearts for a period of time.

Let Kunikida Doppo, who holds noble ideals, face an irreparable death, or let Oda Sakuyuki's assistant who doesn't kill people get bloody...

If the devil's plan really succeeds...

What was destroyed was not only Oda's dream of writing novels that the detective agency had worked hard to protect four years ago, but also the tiny flame that had just ignited in his heart, which probably could only be wiped out.

A sudden sense of loss of strength hit my heart.

In order to resist that weird feeling, the young man uncontrollably grabbed the hand of the girl beside him.

Luckily she was there-

Gancha was a little surprised.

Feeling his cold fingertips, although he didn't quite understand, he still didn't break free.

She worried: "Mr. Dazai, are you okay?"

"Huh? Has no one passed by?"

Receiving unexpected information, Fyodor raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Apparently in order to mislead Dazai who was still in the detective agency, he not only gave Pushkin the real information, but even gave up the original base to the young man—the other party thanked him for his kindness gratefully.

He rested his chin and quietly listened to the melodious classical music played by the gramophone nearby.

"Something's wrong."

he said softly.

"The information is realistic enough that detectives won't find anything unusual..."

"And the bait is so tempting that even I would try it out—if that's the case, so is he."

After thinking for a moment, he raised the corners of his lips and showed a delighted smile.

"Ah, I see."

"Her supernatural power... so it's like this."