12dz Chapter 195 Fitzgerald
Chapter 195 Fitzgerald
For some reason, even the number of cases has dropped significantly recently, as if the whole world has fallen into an eerie tranquility.
According to the plot development in the anime, Nakajima Atsushi should have been captured at this moment, but the reality is that everything is calm.
Aside from Ryunosuke Akutagawa who occasionally comes to compete with Nakajima Atsushi in martial arts, and Koyo Ozaki who comes to visit Kyoka Izumi, the usually bustling port mafia has become unusually quiet.
All this gives people the illusion that a huge storm is brewing and the current calm is just a prelude.
Just when everyone in the detective agency was feeling bored, the sudden roar of a helicopter broke the silence. Everyone immediately realized that an important person was about to appear.
Sure enough, when the helicopter landed in front of the detective agency building, a figure walked out of the cabin door - it was Fitzgerald from the group.
He appeared in such an exaggerated and high-profile manner, seemingly making no effort to conceal his flamboyant personality.
"Nice to meet you, Chairman Fuzhe?...Fose?" The blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man sat leisurely on the sofa, while the other two members of the group stood respectfully behind him.
Although I had heard this name in anime before, when I actually faced the person in front of me, I still felt a strong sense of provocation.
However, Fukuzawa Yukichi was not angry about this little thing. He knew that Fitzgerald did not intend to offend him, but he was just not very good at calling other people's names accurately.
After all, this bulk Japanese, which is no different from Japanese English, can illustrate the problem well.
"Fukuzawa," he said calmly. "It's really not a good idea to park a helicopter on the road." He already knew what Fitzgerald was going to say, so he skipped the small talk.
"You bought your ceramic cup from the Xiashu Ceramics Shop next door." He added after thinking about it.
Fitzgerald's pupils contracted suddenly, but only for a moment before they quickly returned to normal.
He unnoticeably raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip, trying to hide the shock that was surging in his heart like turbulent waves.
Oh my god! How on earth could President Fosse predict what he was going to say next so accurately?
Before this, he was full of contempt and disdain for such a seemingly insignificant little detective agency.
After all, even the infamous port mafia in Yokohama was so incompetent that they couldn't even capture a mere human tiger.
So, he changed his mind and decided to look for a breakthrough directly from this armed detective agency.
However, what he never expected was that after just a few words, the Armed Detective Agency had already made him alert.
At this moment, Draco stood quietly behind Fukuzawa Yukichi.
The one who was originally standing here should have been Naomi Tanizaki, but he and Dazai Osamu couldn't suppress their curiosity. They wanted to watch the fun and confirm some things at the same time, so they volunteered to follow him into the president's office.
Somehow, it seemed as if everyone had forgotten that Draco was not a member of the Armed Detective Agency, and instead allowed him to do as he pleased.
Draco silently observed the man in front of him who was being used as a gun without realizing it, but was not a bad man at heart.
Perhaps it was because of the strong sense of family that he exuded that made Draco feel a little favorable towards him.
After all, in his heart, men who care about their families and value family affection tend to leave a better impression.
Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, leader of the Guild, a group of people with special abilities.
His special ability "Gorgeous Fitzgerald" is to consume money to improve his own attack, defense and physical strength, and the degree of improvement is proportional to the amount of money consumed.
He was very poor in his early years, started from scratch by working, accumulated a huge fortune, and had an infinite desire for wealth.
He owns three business groups, five hotels, an airline, a railway, a firearms company, etc. He often travels by helicopter and believes that he knows a lot about ceramics.
After failing to capture the human tiger using the Mafia, he tried to acquire the Armed Detective Agency and its supernatural business license, but was rejected by President Fukuzawa, so he decided to eliminate the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia.
He loved his wife Zelda so much that even though Operation Guild failed and Francis was defeated by Gadun, he did not spend his $50 wedding ring when he fell from the white whale.
But the ring was eventually consumed, which is why Francis didn't die when he fell.
After his failure, he was found in the slums of Yokohama by his combat staff officer Alcott. He initially rejected Alcott's encouragement and advice, but eventually established a new group with him.
These are all the information revealed in the anime, but Draco only regards the things in the anime as a reference. After all, this is a real world and cannot be viewed with a one-sided perspective.
When Fitzgerald thought about how his own Poe was always obsessed with a man named Edogawa Ranpo, his originally relaxed and indifferent mood changed drastically in an instant.
Could it be that even the president of this so-called Armed Detective Agency is so brilliant? From this, it follows that the members of the Armed Detective Agency must also possess unique skills and extraordinary abilities.
But why is it that I've only heard of Edogawa Ranpo? The only other detective of some note seems to be Dazai Osamu, and... well, he doesn't have a very good reputation...
Although he was wary of this master of reasoning who might be as good as or even better than Poe, and the purpose of his visit might have been seen through by the other party long ago, but... no matter what, he had his reasons for doing this!
"Hahahaha, your reputation truly lives up to its reputation. As the president of the Armed Detective Agency, your deductive ability is truly admirable."
Fitzgerald uttered a few flattering words with a forced smile, while his sharp eyes glanced at Draco intently.
If what that person said before was true, then that book must have some connection with the boy before me? Perhaps the answer lies within this boy...
Draco naturally caught Fitzgerald's strange look and realized that the cunning "rat" seemed to be ready to make a move.
He and Dazai Osamu looked at each other and quickly looked away.
"If you want a license to open a business with supernatural powers, then I think there is no need to discuss this matter any further." Fukuzawa Yukichi's face was as calm as water, his hands naturally tucked into his sleeves, and his tone was unhurried but with an unquestionable firmness.
At this moment, Fukuzawa Yukichi suddenly felt an indescribable sense of joy in his heart.
He found it wonderful to be able to say what the other person was about to say first and to see the look of surprise and fear on his face.
Is this the unique fun of the scriptwriting team?
Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is usually taciturn, serious and never smiles easily, is often at a disadvantage because of his poor rhetoric, especially when confronting the cunning Mori Ou.
Maybe next time I meet Mori Ogai, I can try this approach?
The president, who usually seemed old-fashioned and boring, pondered secretly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, revealing a rare sly smile.
Elsewhere, Fitzgerald gripped the handle of his teacup tightly, his palms slightly sweaty. He felt an uneasy sensation, as if someone had completely read his inner thoughts. But at the moment, his focus wasn't on the supernatural license itself.
"Huh? That's a shame. But besides the supernatural license, I'm here for another matter." He turned his gaze to Draco. "This young man isn't from the Armed Detective Agency, is he?"
Draco nodded calmly and extended his hand. "Hello, I'm Draco Malfoy, also a client."
Fitzgerald subconsciously followed Draco's gesture and shook his hand. "Excuse me, but what country is Mr. Malfoy from? French? British?"
He looked at Draco inquiringly. This young man's identity was very mysterious and he couldn't find any information about him. It was as if he appeared out of thin air.
He basically has some information about the people with special abilities in Europe, Malfoy...The surname Malfoy comes from Old French and means "sin".
So he initially guessed French, but Draco had a British aristocratic air. He wasn't very familiar with the psychics of these two countries, and the Americans?
It's not that he is belittling his own country, but the thin history books of the United States are unlikely to cultivate a young man with such temperament.
Even Fitzgerald, who loved his wife and daughter dearly, had to admit that this young man had an excellent appearance.
Just like the angels in the church, pure and full of divinity.
If a religious person were here, he would surely offer his faith devoutly...
Maybe from the Vatican? But at this age... the Son of God? I've never heard of him... And to be honest, that last name doesn't really fit with the Vatican...
"Mr. Fitzgerald guessed correctly. I am from England." Draco smiled slightly. "I already know why you are here. Allow me to refuse." Fitzgerald wanted to recruit him and then find out the whereabouts of the book.
It's very wise. If you force it, you don't know who will get hurt.
Fitzgerald closed his mouth in frustration. What's going on? I suddenly feel like there are too many smart people here.
"Maybe you want to make a deal with us? About your wife and daughter." It is not so easy to attract the rats out, and besides, there is...Fudi Yingchi behind him.
Fitzgerald couldn't maintain his calm expression. He stared at Draco intently, anger and a glimmer of hope dancing in his eyes.
"You, you know something!"
Fukuzawa Yukichi had already handed over the home court to Draco. When he first came in, Ranpo told him to just trust Draco.
"I can let your wife contact your daughter. I think your wife is not in good condition?" Draco walked to the sofa and sat down. Dazai Osamu leaned on the sofa and listened to the conversation between Draco and Fitzgerald with great interest.
"Sure enough, what the kind-hearted man from Russia said turned out to be true. You must know where the book is. In fact, the book is on you." Fitzgerald's eyes were sharp.
His words were actually an expression of his sincerity, implicitly revealing his source and the information that had been circulating recently.
It looked like the rats would get to him soon, Draco thought.
He had no ill feelings towards Fyodor, but he occupied too large a proportion in this world line, and he could not be avoided in changing the world line to obtain the origin.
"Mr. Fitzgerald, if you want to resurrect your daughter, you can't do it with books. Even if she is resurrected, she will just be an empty shell carrying your daughter's memories." Draco didn't care about Fitzgerald's momentary dejected look.
"But I have a prop that can allow you to contact your lover and your dead daughter." He looked at Fitzgerald and inexplicably thought of his parents - Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy.
He thought of his parents' grief every time he passed away. Perhaps they did not want Malfoy's glory to be built on his sacrifice, but he could no longer stop at that time.
I suddenly miss my parents. My life has been so busy since I started school that I have less time to spend with them.
Next time, next time I must go to another world with my parents and have some fun.
"Is there really such a prop? How much does it cost? I can buy it! 70 billion, no! 100 billion! US dollars!" Fitzgerald did not expect the sudden turn of events. He clung to this life-saving straw tightly and did not want to let go.
As long as he can get in touch with his precious daughter, he just wants his wife to be well... Zelda... wait for me...
"I don't need your money. Of course, you still have to pay the commission fee to the Armed Detective Agency. I only have one small request." Draco smiled with confidence.
In the dark room, a thin figure stared at the group walking out of the Armed Detective Agency in the surveillance video.
Fitzgerald was clearly carrying a petite figure that was obscured by his coat and hurriedly boarded the helicopter.
"Book..." The man stared at the screen intently, and nervously put his fingers in his mouth and bit them.
"No, I have to try again...Draco Malfoy?" He stared at the screen that came up from the computer search.
The above is a picture of Draco captured by surveillance. He looks at the camera with a blank expression, as if he knows someone is secretly filming him.
"How did you do that... Sigma is gone..." The man's dark red eyes were filled with that divine face.
After a long time, a sneer was heard in the darkness.
"God... sniff..."