One of the biggest achievements of Baba's month-long PSI drive research was the replacement of a wind-powered disguised black box with a real PSI drive black box. Just install the Mind Fuel Tank Model PSI drive on your wind turbine. Ala wonder. You don't have to take 24 hours off a day to work for me. The employees feared that the black box had fallen to the dark side of labor and had submitted a blank application for paid vacation to quell the god who was desolate to the Turbine Shrine.
Well, thanks to the heavy labor of Mr. Black Box, I can afford to give the two detectives the ability to handle their mind checks, so I know it's a little bad, but I don't plan on changing it. If you want White Labor, you don't pray to God, you solve it with human hands.
Don't screw around, win. If you do, you won't be given it.
Okay, let's start with the routine home search.
Inspector Yasuo Yasui, head of Mojamoja, is 31 years old. I live alone in a well-located apartment (120,000 rent) for the city. Put the million-dollar outside car in the garage, put on a bespoke suit, and wrap a luxury watch around it. Cameras were displayed on the living room shelves.
Was the police a lucrative profession enough to get all this stuff together at 31? I thought so. I checked, and the lieutenant earns about 8 million a year. From here, taxes, rent, utilities, communications, gas, etc., are deducted. I eat such a good mon at dinner out every day that I also lose my share of the meal. Then that's pretty much all the paycheck blew up. There can't be any kind of savings to make expensive purchases.
I also thought about the possibility of hitting a mountain with my parents' property and gambling, but my parents are retired from what is alive and farming a narrow field with their old age hobbies, and I am in the habit of going to a pretty shop where Killey Nee-san gets a chill out of me, but I don't do gambling.
So why do you have the money?
Suspiciously, I conducted a follow-up investigation and witnessed Detective Yasui selling police inside information to a gang in a suspicious liquor store late at night and receiving cash instead.
Looking at it as a top-secret investigation into a gang disguised as intimate, I found out that Detective Yasui was just a geezer when he saw her turn a bunch of bills one at a time with a "hehe" and a comic-book laugh.
If I wanted to betray Detective Yasui, I would have already betrayed him.
Awful. All sorts of terrible.
I'm not the only one who thought I was going to fall for money. The gang seemed to catch their eyes quicker.
Mmm. Bad cop. I'm pretty sure he's a bad guy who betrays the trust of the people and his colleagues and fattens his personal belly, and legally it's an indisputable felony, but I kind of don't like it because it's too cotecote. As far as eavesdropping is concerned, there is no information circulating that could lead to death, and there is cunning that would make you feel lazy not to be completely taken in by a gang. Bad man, but not extremely evil. Not incompetent but not competent. Little villain.
Nevertheless, I'm a little scared to side with a guy who actively works betrayal, so Detective Yasui put it on hold, and next, I did a mind check on Detective Kumano.
Inspector Kumano Left Kyo, a gutted giant, is 52 years old. I have a history of marriage, but I lost my wife in an accident early on, and I am piercing my bachelor with no children. I live alone in a cheap apartment. The floating gold has been donated to fund the operation of several lonely fighting dojos in the neighborhood, revered like Bodhisattva.
As you can imagine from your physique, Detective Kumano has great muscles. My background is amazing. My parents are ancient martial arts dojos, and I have been training marinades since I was a young child. Repeatedly do a good job of playing other games. In secondary school, he won the Kendo Games, and that's not enough. He won the Judo Three Steps and the Karate Three Steps, and won the Shooting Games for the third consecutive year and entered the Hall of Fame. He also won the Arrest Arts Games as a matter of course. He participates in the Tokyo Marathon every year and maintains a ranking of around 500 places.
With all that background, no, maybe it's because I have all that background, but I'm not proud and humble, and many of the awards and trophies that I have in the mountains are only embossed and some are modestly decorated in my bedroom. Find more time every day for archaeology and training, and even beyond the age of fifty, the flesh is well preserved.
He's a celebrity in the Organized Crime Department, and he's called "Mr. Bear" and admired. There are also truthful rumors that you have seized a real bear.
Such a stoic veteran fighter, Detective Kumano, but I find an old adventure novel securely lined up on the bookshelf in my living room. The line up of faded and rubbed off read-old novels is about fighters knocking down monsters and wizards with their muscles and moves.
There are many old, niche peer magazines that don't even give their names when searching online, and I can ask about things that have been quite deeply haunting me for a long time.
Smell it. Smell it. I keep following my childhood dreams, I smell like a romantic......!
What's this?
Why don't you tell me you're not an external collaborator and ask me to join Heavenly Lights?
We'll have monsters and wizards, right?
Kick the shit out of me?
Because it's fun! Because it's absolutely fun!
If Heavenly Lights has dreams, then Odysan is welcome!
I've always thought you wanted a lot of silver that was sinister and dependable!
I'd like to solicit him quickly, but the problem is that he's an adult with life experience, he's a police officer, and he's chasing people involved in the super water polo case (Tianzhao). You'd suspect it would create a convenient coincidence, and if you take a bad approach, you have an arrest. The secret society Tianzhao Prison Edition will do everything in its power to make you refuse.
I can destroy mankind, but I can't read people's minds, and I don't know the future. Contact with Detective Kumano must be made with caution...... but the group of students has been kept away from Tianyado for the past few days due to being sniffed around by the police.
I wonder why it inspires guilt when the police are nearby. That can't be true, but I feel restless like I'm being spotted and bullied for my past crimes. Tianzhao doesn't work evil, but the crime of trespassing in abandoned buildings, disturbance in super water polo cases, is clearly against the law, and underground secret bases are illegal buildings. Weapons stored there are also illegally possessed. It only hurts my stomach to be explored. My anxiety just swells up even if I hide it so I can't find it.
I can't safely proceed with a traitor event unless I process the traitor event early. We have to deal with it carefully, but quickly.
Happy or unhappy, it seems that the two detectives decided to investigate Tianyado additionally, which was essential for the meeting place. The two are busy listening around and monitoring the entrance to Tianyado from a room in a nearby building. Though it is sticking around for a percentage of the time, investigation notebooks and report theft using time suspension and mindfulness show the status of the investigation. You can junk all you want after. Easy.
Detective Kumano is not always moving in a two-man cell with Detective Gesui. Sometimes you buy one out on one watch, eat in another store, etc., and act differently from a few minutes to a few dozen minutes. Poke that gap and hit the darkness of the world to see the reaction. This would be the quickest means of solicitation.
The race of police has the habit of calling for backup first in times of crisis. Positioning, simple weapon procurement, pushing in numbers, etc., are advantageous situations before they become involved.
Worldwide rumors of darkness have spread to Shirai and are well known by the police as unconfirmed information. As soon as we face each other, we'll know what the presence is in front of us. What will Detective Kumano do when he encounters the darkness of a world that strikes people?
I can gauge Detective Kumano's unusual desire by looking at responses such as fleeing, observing, calling for backup, setting up battles, etc. If you tried to beat the darkness of the world individually, even if you ignored the police Theory, I would highly appreciate that overflowing and unstoppable urge.
It is weak to decide that the lineup on the bookshelf alone has an extraordinary desire. When you get older, it's something that goes into protection. Even if you want to be unusual, get old and tied to the signs of society, be unable to stay up all night and set up a life design for old age. There's a path I've been walking on, and I can see a safe path ahead. It takes courage to step off the safe path and onto a dangerous and unstable path. Challengers like Baba are the exception.
I mean, even if I admire the unusual, I stick to the routine when the unusual pops in front of me. That's possible. So you actually bump into the unusual: the darkness of the world to make sure.
For this reason, I paid 10,000 yen for an example of a part-time job that I didn't intend to re-employ today, and I asked Detective Kumano, who was listening, to blow in a gaseta saying, "I saw a suspicious figure in a building that was to be demolished around here a few days ago." Take us to the location where the darkness of the world suits us. Well, Baba and Shota-kun had first contact with the building. Mr. Tachigi has left the building scheduled to be demolished by letting agents of the Principality of Marineland hold off the land so that he can't get his feet on it.
Combined Detective Gesui has hidden his ears with a hat and dyed his hair in gold. Baba is pretending to be a lost child, crying and imitating and clinging to his feet for a literal stop.
In order to set up a match pump on a skilled detective this time, he is concentrating his mental resources on the scene to prevent him from being seen through due to deficiencies. I'm totally at Baba's disposal to stop Detective Gesui from intruding. When I asked for a minimum of ten minutes of stopping, he guaranteed me twenty. I think it's really good to have more manpower at times like this. It should also be noted that Mr. Tsuki mismatched and was called by his parents to talk about matchmaking and is absent. I'm worried about you, but now I'm focusing on Detective Kumano.
I searched the perimeter of the abandoned building with my mind once again to keep the public out of it...
... I discovered Shota-kun.
Wait a minute.
Why is that?
No, come to think of it, Shota-kun lives in the foothill district, close to the house, Tianyado and the abandoned building. Should this accidental encounter have also been taken into account?
Chocolate cigarettes are cartoned into school bags, and Shota-kun is walking around singing his nose song along the narrow road that Nishi plugs in. It is a defective freestyle with the front of the school run open and worn down and the school bag hooked to his shoulder. I bought a chocolate ciga from the walking direction. I'm about to stop by Tianyado on my way home, something like that. Terribly untimely. Is Shota-kun also in shape to be attracted to events?
Well, I was surprised, but I didn't panic enough. Let's pull it off properly.
Move the dob plate behind Shota-kun and make a light noise. Now look back... don't. I'm wearing earphones and listening to music, dude. Wait, wait, wait. You keep going, you're gonna hit a bend with Detective Kumano. Wait, if you just leave it like this, you hit it in the corner, and you, where are you looking for a minute? If the event is no fool or I'm late ~ is missing, right, no. It's not. Easy. Keep the two of you apart. It's hard to talk when I see you. How? Pull your clothes with your mind, no, it's too obvious. It's just a phone call, call Shoutaku. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
They were two people who just collided at the corner, but they both took their backsteps reflexively and took a distance as if they had met their natural enemies on the brink.
Detective Kumano, who took a karate stance, stares sharply at Shoutaku, who has shown momentary but unusual warfare.
"Uh, excuse me. Bye."
"Wait."
Shota-kun immediately untied the setup, removed the earphones and apologized, trying to slip past Detective Kumano's side, but was grabbed by the shoulder and stopped.
Shota-kun and a cold sweat passed on to my cheek.
The experience of the battle against the darkness of the world came out reflexively. That was not the case with ordinary people.
A suspicious boy wandering near an abandoned building witnessed by a suspicious figure. I can hear Detective Kumano's suspicion meter soaring.
"You're the boy who was in that coffee shop. Let me talk to you for a second."
Excuse me, I'm in a hurry.
Shota-kun tries to walk away, but Detective Kumano won't let go of his shoulder.
"Something's wrong with me."
"There have been rumors of monsters appearing in Tokyo lately. I wonder if you know."
"……………… I don't know"
Shota-kun answered Detective Kumano's unchallenged questioning with silence.
That silence is suspicious, Shota-kun! Please, mislead me successfully!
"They say there will always be suspicious figures at the same time where the monster will appear."
…………
That's a lie. That's not true. No, you're right, but the police don't know that fact.
Detective Kumano is just saying the right thing to shake him up, but Shota-kun says, "Are you kidding me?" is out. My body was trembling at the price of trying to disguise myself as a flat face. It doesn't make sense that I fixed my face. Cops like bears are awesome at me, and everyone's going to wear me out. Blame me.
But try harder. The very fact that "I tried to pursue it and it got in the way" deepens my suspicions when I intervene poorly here with my mind and try to delude myself.
"The suspicious man... said he looked like a boy with red hair."
"... uh, aren't you as normal as redhead in Tokyo these days? Purple, green, and rainbow. Oba walked to the Kamikaji Temple of Hair."
Shota-kun turned to his front in an attempt to distract from the story, and Detective Kumano, standing up, peered in from the top and whispered.
"You have something important to hide, don't you? If you look me in the eye, you'll see."
Shota-kun's face turns blue.
This is also a lie, but Shouta-kun has totally believed it. Even though it's a coincidence, it's like I'm here to catch you with certainty. Detective Kumano is swallowed up by the stream he forcefully created.
As a matter of fact, the skill of looking into the eyes and discerning authenticity exists only in fiction. According to a study conducted by the FBI in 2005 with hundreds of skilled detectives, the probability of detectives spotting a lie is 49% to 51%, which means it is insignificant. Pupil movements, blinks, a lot of breath sipping, but that "technique of seeing through lies" is sadly all lies. Reasoning Creators who love competent detectives and detectives have thought it. It's just spreading by being misunderstood that lies reasoning is true.
Therefore, it is tantamount to confessing that it is merely a camouflage at the point where he wanted to "look me in the eye", but Shota-kun is not a miscellaneous lover or a criminal thing lover or anything, and he does not have that knowledge. If I didn't know, I wouldn't know. So deceived.
But you're still okay. Shouta-kun. It gives me the creeps. You can just keep quiet. There is no physical evidence. Not even the current offender. If you don't let me take your word for it on this occasion, I'll take care of it later.
"The investigation is on. You're FK."
"… why did you find out?
Ahhh!
I said it!
I succumbed to Detective Kumano's determination, and Shota-kun became Guero. I had no idea the secrets of Heavenly Lights would leak so light. No. Should I praise Detective Kumano for his manner? If they were ordinary people who knew nothing, not the police, they would faint them with their minds. They forced them to keep their secrets, but they couldn't help but think about it.
Get out of the way. This! I don't know anymore. I don't know why. I don't know what to do. Do you still want to call Mr. Kichigi and ask him for a verdict? No, we're in a pageant. If I interrupt it and let it sit in the middle, it would ruin Mr. Tsuki's life at worst.
"I won't reveal that. I hope you're relieved, I just want to hear more about it. I won't make it worse. Come on, let's drive you to the station."
"... Huh. All right. I'll just talk where I can. I don't know if I believe in the darkness of the world. Let me take one before you get in the car."
No, no, no. Mr. Tsuki told me to contact him at a time like this. That's how they just pissed me off about Baba.
"Here, here. Do you have a guy who smokes in front of a cop? Forfeiture."
"Ahhh!? What the fuck? Hey, give it back! You thief!"
"Alcohol and cigarettes start at twenty."
Detective Kumano's cage contact was left to me. I slapped him in the mouth and sent him out. It's hard to contact him before, but this isn't a good time.
"It's not a cigarette. It's a chocolate cigarette. Give it back."
"Cigarettes would be cigarettes. No."
"It's candy, idiot!
"Is there a guy who lights candy and smokes it? Take a break from jokes."
No, what are you mocking about? I am. Relax, you're wasting your time guzzling like this. Let's just make a call.
"Give me that lighter too."
"Are you going to take everything from me to the fire?
"Having a lighter will make you want to suck. If you don't smoke, there is no use. I know you're disturbed by your uncle's whispering, but underage smoking is really bad for your health."
"Wow, fool, don't. Hey, give it back! Damn it! So - don't take it!!!
Shota-kun, angry after being picked up by a lighter, tries to tap a frozen punch into Detective Kumano's belly as the call to Taki rings. Detective Kumano flattened it. The two staring at each other.
Detectives Kumano and Shota-kun went into battle. Be sharp.
Hey, wait a minute.
How could this happen?
I think I'm gonna throw up.
If Shota-kun's ability to freeze is fully used, Detective Kumano will become an ice statue in an instant, but that also means he will kill it. Detective Kumano calmly relayed Shota-kun's fists and kicks trying to wrap white cold air around his whole body and beat him down, but even a moment of contact must be quite cold air, niggling his blood-colored hands back and alert. Detective Kumano took off his suit and threw it at Shota-kun in an attempt to fill the distance. He blocked his vision.
"- So, it's a fight now. No blades or pistols. It feels like we're gonna kill each other, Detective Kumano. The equipment is damaged!"
"I see what's going on. Well, let the darkness of the world strike you both."
"Uh, are you okay? At this time, you seem to have set up an intrusion."
It's like I'm here to help Shota-kun. No, if you attack Shota-kun in the darkness of the world, will you be okay? No way would Detective Kumano join forces on the dark side of the world either. It would give Detective Kumano the question as to why the darkness of the world, which was only a rumor, had intruded at this time... Hmm?
"It's much better than Shota-kun getting arrested for assault here. We should switch to the next best thing we can do because we don't think it's possible to deal with it completely. Even if it's slightly suspicious, you can make it disappear if you raise it."
"Didn't you have a strong connection to the police?
"Right, so it would be a forceful means. You might end up turning your hand around from behind and forcing Detective Kumano to retire."
"Eh, frightening."
"Worst case scenario. I don't like to ruin people, either."
"Okay. I'll take care of that area. Ah, Shota-kun lost."
Detective Kumano grabbed her collar from behind, ready for frostbite, and Xiangta-kun fainted with a tightening that applied centrifugal force.
Bear! Bear! Even though he had handed it down, he beat the psychic in the war with a suit of rain. It's not like Dada's mind moves have been built up over the years. Even Detective Kumano is not intact, but breathes in his pale face, shaking and reddening hands. My hair was frosty.
In the end, Detective Kumano didn't call for backup. Even though they took the fire and were in a hot state, if they wanted to escape from Shota-kun, they would have escaped, but they chose to seize it personally. You didn't like making things rough? Didn't you get that far in your head? I don't think I thought it was enough by myself. Maybe he was drunk in a situation where, like the protagonists of his favorite reading, he controlled the psychic with his bare hands.
Well, whatever it is, it's the dark intrusion of the world before Detective Kumano handcuffs Shota-kun who passed out.
There is nothing wrong with Detective Shota-kun VS Kumano's battle. The point is, I wish I could do this. Detective Gesui of Baba. It's time for a tough stop. Let's go crisp.
The darkness of the world that fell off the roof of the abandoned building made a water noise and crumbled, creating a creepy black puddle in the asphalt. Detective Kumano, who was about to be handcuffed, looked back and peeled his eyes at an incredibly dark puddle.
"Now what......?
Detective Kumano holds Shota-kun and lowers back, staring unawares at the darkness of the world. At the end of that line of sight, the black puddle stretched out on its own, creating a head, hands and feet, and a top-headed human form.
"Uh, TL (Time Lady)? BG (Burning Girl)? Or IT (Invisible Titan)?... No, this is. This guy's been rumored."
He mistook me for a buddy who came to help Shota-kun, but when I deformed one of the dark arms of the world into a fierce agate like a crocodile and appealed, "I'm a bad monster," he swallowed things up and took the shelter behind Shota-kun with the war.
"The darkness of the world......!
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"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Okay, okay, you're lonely. Because your brother will look for you. I was wondering if you could tell me your name first."
"Ohhhhhhhh!
Yasui was in deep trouble with the young lady clinging to her feet and crying out loud that her throat might slit a thousand times. I want to shake you off and kick your ass, but if you imitate dirty police titles on a street with sparse people, you're in a bad position. I stopped at the end of the road and laughed lovingly at the surprised passing salarier.
The other detective, Detective Kumano, just broke up because of another action. I'm not a childcare worker, and Yasui tries to get the candy out of her nose and let the young girl grip it.
"All right, all right. Look, it's Ame. Eat this. Quiet."
"Yahhhhhhhh!
The toddler throws down the candy and shakes her head with a fierce ear. Conversation not established. I found a young girl looking around and about to cry, and I was so lucky that Detective Kumano called out to ignore her. He stuck around, he cried, he couldn't move.
Detective Kumano will scare you when I'm around, and he's moving on to something else. You're absolutely right, but I resent it.
There's nothing more I can do than have no conversation at all. Yasui, who gave up his self-resolution early and tried to call the women's police on the radio, was suddenly grabbed hard in the arm by a young girl who stopped crying.
Yasui, surprised, is twice surprised by the calm face of the toddler girls looking up at him. It was a cold, pupil-opened eye.
"We have no surveillance of each other for as little as ten minutes from now. Yasuo Yasui, why don't we make a deal?"