I, Zhongli, Wander the World

"You have raised Zhongyuan Zhongyuan for so long, so you must know more or less about his background."

In the private room of the restaurant, Yezi Okura held his chin with his hands folded, with a subtle smile on his face, his eyes looked directly at Zhong Li.

Zhong Li looked at her without squinting, "If Miss Okura is referring to the fact that Zhong was also an experimental subject, I do know a thing or two."

Dazai Osamu, who was sitting on the side playing with the tissue, paused slightly, and proceeded as if nothing had happened.

"Then how much do you know about the specific experimental content?"

"I don't know much." Zhong Li said simply without concealment.

When he first arrived in this world, he did go to that laboratory in order to confirm the situation of Chuya in the Central Plains. However, the core research materials of the laboratory that researched Kuoba Tu had already been completely transferred at the first moment of the invasion, and the remaining materials were no different from discarded paper to him.

In other words, he wasn't sure what would happen to the Araba Spit experiment in Zongman. Just relying on the exploration to determine that the energy in Zhongyuan Zhongye's body is at a safe threshold, and there is no danger of running away, he will no longer explore this matter.

Okura Yezi nodded clearly.

"Since that's the case, the next information should be treated as a free broadcast to show my sincerity."

She said, the expression on her face also became serious, "According to the internal information, the 'Araha spit' that has undergone brutal experiments is no longer the pure energy body at the beginning."

"The successful case in Europe is really exciting, but in contrast, its uncontrollability as an independent individual has also been put on the desk of some people. In order to further deepen the control of 'Araba Tu', the laboratory at that time A series of additional experiments were carried out."

"One of them is... Let the spell spirit merge with 'Araha spit', and try to control it with the technique of driving Shikigami."

"Of course the experiment failed." Okura Yeko shrugged, "But the 'Araha vomit', which is an energy body itself, has been tainted and no longer pure. Although it does not change its nature, it is in the ordinary magician. It seems...that's probably already to the point of being 'handled'."

After saying these words, the room fell into silence. Zhong Li closed his eyes and pondered, but Osamu Dazai said aloud, "That's not right, Miss."

"Even if you are in the middle of it, you will be targeted by those magicians." He stared at the hound who looked like a young girl and said, "But what does this have to do with you?"

The fiddling in his hands finally stopped, and Osamu Dazai picked up the tissue paper that had been folded into a paper airplane, and punched his pointed head habitually.

"Those people went to Zhongye first, and you knew this information before us. Let's not talk about your obvious surveillance behavior, in short, because of the stupid operation of the magicians, you came here first and broadcast it for free. The information of 'Araha vomit' has packaged his purpose as Chuya."

"Why don't you talk about it, Miss. Whether it's you or the magicians in your mouth, in fact, the first purpose - at least one of them - is Mr. Zhongli."

Osamu Dazai, who served as the fuse, witnessed the whole process. As the young master who has more or less heard of the insider of the magic world, he is very aware of those senior officials in the magic world who think they are superior and are ugly and greedy. He will definitely not miss this opportunity, and he has always been mentally prepared for Mr. Zhong Li's side to be in trouble.

But in front of this young lady who was obviously born in the military police...

"Do you want to make a good impression on Mr. Zhongli's side? Do you want to use Mr. Zhongli's concern for Zhongye to cause him to conflict with the magic world? Or maybe the people behind you want to use this to do something to the magic world?"

Osamu Dazai raised his right hand lightly, and swayed the paper airplane out, watching it was caught between Okura Yeko, who was sitting opposite, with two fingers.

"Or, what about all three?"

Okura Yezi crumpled the paper airplane in his hand.

"...It's really ruthless, stinky brat."

The brown-haired young girl said with a blank face, and threw the tissue ball in her hand on the table.

"But you're wrong. I never thought of letting Mr. Zhongli clash with people in the magic world."

Dazai pursed his lips.

Are the other two defaulted?

The purpose that should have been tacit was completely exposed by the stinky brat, and Yezi Okura no longer detoured. She straightened her back and looked at the man who was still thinking with her eyes closed, "Mr. Zhongli, as I said earlier, The information I told you showed my sincerity in cooperating."

"I'm sorry about the language induction, but please believe that I, our hounds, have always been on the side of order."

"At the moment when the order is broken by the magic world, we are a natural alliance with you who want to live peacefully."

Zhong Li opened his eyes and looked at Yezi Okura in front of him.

The disguised smile faded, and what remained was the firmness and justice of the military and police. Even though she was only a young girl, her iron-blooded and upright aura was more than that of many adult men.

"If you don't follow the rules, you can't form a circle*."

He said lightly, "From the point of view of protecting the order, I agree with your idea. The world of conjuration is the first to cross the border, and it also disturbs the rules of the world. If you want me to cooperate with you, it is not necessary to make an appropriate contract."

"Just before that, I still have a question, and I need Miss Okura to help me."

"Please speak." Okura Yezi said solemnly.

"In your opinion, what is [Central Plains Zhongya]?"

Okura Yeko was startled for a moment, and even Dazai Osamu couldn't help but look over in surprise.

Anyone who knows a little about Zhong Li will know that Zhong Li, who has always been observant, rarely addresses anyone by his first name, let alone Zhongyuan Zhongya, who is treated as a child. Now such a deliberate address is not so much calling the name of Nakahara Chuya, in Dazai Osamu's view, it is more like addressing the individual referred to by the name "Nakahara Chuya".

In other words, this title not only includes the Central Plains as a human being, but also includes the energy body "Arabar Spit", and even includes the pollution of that part of the curse spirit.

Okura Yezi obviously thought of this too.

She took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Central Plains is also a [citizen]."

"No matter where he stayed before, no matter what he had in his body, he was born in this country, walked in this land, attended ordinary schools, never violated the law, and even helped the military and police stabilize the situation in Yokohama through the detective agency."

"He is a better person than most people. He is a citizen that the military and police like me need to protect, without a doubt."

The last sentence came from the heart, and it was said with sonor and force, almost as solemn as an oath.

Zhongli's eyes softened.

"In that case, it's a pleasure to work together."

Naturally, people from the magic world on the other side did not know the cooperation in the dark.

They are staying with the chief of the port mafia, discussing their next move.

The sorcerer named Kamoya shook the information in his hand and asked Jiro Hanamura, the leader of the port mafia, "Is this all the information about 'Central Plains Chuya'?"

Jiro Banmura coughed and said in a low voice, "Exactly."

The current Hong Kong black leader is no longer as high-spirited as he was a few years ago. The inexplicable stone disease has consumed his energy and health too much, making his sunken cheeks face even more gloomy and terrifying. A pair of eyes became dim and cloudy, and when they stared at them, they almost gave the illusion that they were dead fish eyes.

He invited a magician to exorcise evil spirits, and a doctor to diagnose and treat him with chemotherapy, but he still could not stop the flow of vitality. This fear of the countdown to his life tortured his spirit and made him more and more want to drag all those who oppose him to hell.

Chanyuan Yousheng looked at this mafia leader who he didn't like very much, and said with disgust, "What's the difference between this information and not mentioned? What I want to see is not the daily life of the common people's school."

Hanmura Jiro's ten thin fingers resting on the armrest trembled slightly, and then slowly clenched into fists.

They couldn't move. They were different from the Yokohama residents and the Mafia who let him rub their shoulders. They were genuine magicians who had their backs in the magic world. Don't do it on a whim.

Besides, he still needs someone to deal with Zhongli.

Fortunately, Kamaoya, who has always been against the Zenyuan, said, "Idiot, can't you take a good look? Here is the information about the experiment of 'Araha vomit'."

"Combined with that kind of filthy energy that shouldn't appear in people, don't you think of anything?"

Zenyuan Yousheng's face changed slightly, "You mean..."

"Although I'm very reluctant to use that person as an analogy." The Kamaoya snorted unwillingly, "But the human experiment that combines humans and curse spirits, I can only think of that."

The notorious experiment in the sorcery world that combined humans and spell spirits to create hybrids.

"Mixed blood may not be, but the 'Araba Spit' experiment must be mixed with a curse spirit." Kamaoya said with dignity, "That is to say, in addition to the main task this time, we also need to recover that little devil who uses gravity—— Central Plains."

"You can't let such a dangerous existence continue to wander outside."

It was a collection of supernatural powers and curse spirits that were truly human-like human thoughts. If you can control them...

"really."

Having figured this out, Zenyuan Yousheng also became sane, "That kid pretends to be a human and hides in the human world, but some instincts can't be hidden, if he shows a threat, there must be no reason even if he is the guardian of Zhongli. hinder our recycling."

Kamoya looked at Jiro Banmura, who had been silent, "Mr. Banmura, I'm sorry to bother you, we need to borrow someone from you."

"The kind that can die."

- "They will induce and make non-compliant actions."

In the private room, Osamu Dazai raised a finger and said so.

"The world of magic, especially the most outdated group, has never regarded ordinary people as human beings, let alone such outliers. But at the same time, they always take advantage of human nature to be strict with people."

He said, fished out a crab leg from the crab pot on the table, ate it with relish, and mumbled, "It's contradictory, isn't it?"

Zhong Li slowly spread the lion's head with his chopsticks, and he did not forget to give the crab-eating child a cup of **** tea.

In fact, Osamu Dazai, who wanted to drink iced drinks more, took the cup obediently, "What's more, Zhong also said that it is the easiest flaw to find for Mr. Zhong Li, who seems to have no flaws. He can also make Mr. Zhong Li compromise through calculations. It seems to be the best of both worlds.”

"What? What plan?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya, who had just been inquired all the way, caught the keyword group as soon as he came in.

"Chuya, you're here!" Osamu Dazai waved enthusiastically, "Come, come and sit down, let's discuss how you kill people."

"what?"