On the first day, the night when the news posted a reward for the killer, Gin was chased by many new bounty hunters, and there was no fog; on the second day, Gin disappeared, and there was still no fog that night...
It is now the morning of the third day.
So the law of fogging is...?
Port mafia building. Chief's office.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu thought for a while and felt that it was those bureaucrats who were afraid of death who restricted Shibusawa Tatsuhiko. They wanted to kill the blond killer too much, so they did not want the super bounty hunter in the white mist to be accidentally injured... Shibusawa-kun
He actually agreed. It's strange, considering his character, it shouldn't be.
Looking back at his memories and based on the present, Kamishiro Kiyokazu determined that Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was a proud person.
As a childhood friend, Fujiwara Kiyoka, even if he showed surprise when they reunited after a long separation, he may not have had much place in his heart. The evidence is that he did not ask for his contact information at that time.
It has nothing to do with forgetting, it's just that I don't want to ask.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu put Shirogiri aside first, and then looked at the news in Tokyo. In an inconspicuous corner, he found a piece of news about a police carjacking and the criminal's accomplices rescued the person - even though his face was mosaicd.
, but the size of the prisoner is so recognisable, the vodka is unmistakable.
Fukitani-senpai seems to have worked for nothing.
The police information was leaked and intercepted so accurately...
Sure enough, there must be someone inside.
If we can use this to find out the traitor, this trip will not be without results.
afternoon.
One day later, Verlaine and Lan Tang continued to go out for assassination.
Kamishiro Kiyowa was fishing while handling official duties. Not long after, news came out that another official had been killed.
Several news items were pushed one after another with the same title. It took a while before they stopped. He mentally reviewed the list of pests and found that all of them had been killed.
"..."
He is worthy of being the King of Assassins. His efficiency is so high.
Kamishiro Kiyawa called up the taskbar and took a look:
[Secret Service Mission: Capture the port mafia and become the night of Yokohama itself]
[Progress: Young Master 100, Leader 100, Lord of the Underworld 66]
What is unexpected and reasonable is that although the expansion of Port Mafia is tepid these days, the death of important government officials has pushed the progress bar forward...
It should be that the small organization as Black Gloves lost its backer, which is equivalent to automatically disbanding.
It was he who forgot to consider this variable.
Zhongyuan Zhongya anxiously walked around the leader's office and asked uneasily: "Verlaine hasn't come back yet. Could it be that something happened?"
Yes.
In addition to calling me brother according to the guide on the first day, Zhongyuan mostly still calls me by his first name.
——I’m thin-skinned, I don’t have any feelings, and I really can’t express myself.
Dazai Osamu covered his face with a newspaper, shielding the orange-haired dwarf who was spinning around and about to create an afterimage, and muttered: "Is this the Tornado Dog..."
"quack!"
[Master, I heard the brat said he was also a whirlwind dog!]
Kamishiro Kiyawa paused as he caught the flying pet, "..."
Xiaoqi, your complaint is very spiritual.
Lan Tang called to report that they were safe, saying that they were out shopping. Zhongyuan Zhongya stopped walking in circles, but did not go to the intelligence team to help. Instead, he sat on the chair at Lan Tang's desk, glancing at the black-haired boy above him from time to time.
After several days, he still had no real feeling.
Kamishiro Kiyowa is actually the leader of the port mafia.
Although this identity is kept secret from the outside world, even many middle and lower-level members of Mafia do not know it, including Nakajima and Akutagawa. They only think that Kamishiro Kiyokazu is a middle-level member of Mafia, with a position similar to Dazai. Sister Momiji will also cooperate with some
It was a smokescreen, he didn't find the extenuating circumstances...
Still weird.
Zhongyuan Zhongya took one look, and then another look. The leader's office was well-lit. The young man soaked in the light looked gentle and elegant, with a peaceful aura surrounding him. He was the type that any passerby walking on the street would think he was a good person.
"..."
Very deceptive.
Nakahara also remembered that last night, after everyone had dinner together, Kamishiro Kiyoka asked Verlaine how he noticed his inhuman identity.
The answer Verlaine gave at that time was intuition.
Kamidai Kiyowa nodded with a puzzled expression, his eyes focused on the empty space, as if he was looking at a certain place in the void. After that, he did not ask again, but his expression became more puzzled.
What is he thinking?
Is he also an experimental subject?
How does he view humans and non-humans?
Verlaine lacked common sense. Lan Tang and Verlaine were almost inseparable, and the atmosphere was good and bad. In this situation, Zhongyuan Zhongya looked around and felt that Kamishiro Kiyokazu, who was of the same age, was the most reliable. He had many questions in his mind and wanted to chat with Kamdai Kiyoka alone.
Chat, but the mackerel sticks too tightly...
There is no gap at all.
Such as now.
As soon as Nakahara Chuuya walked in the direction of Kamishiro Kiyokazu, Dazai Osamu on the sofa looked over with stern eyes. His exposed kite-colored eyes were like flying knives. Nakahara Chuuya paused, glared at him fiercely, and kept walking.
Arrive at the chief's desk.
Never mind.
He just wanted to ask.
The black-haired boy looked over doubtfully.
Nakahara was a little nervous, so he made a request despite Dazai Osamu's unkind gaze.
…
40 minutes later.
Osamu Dazai looked at his friend who came out of the office cubicle door and said unhappily: "What did the little dwarf say?"
At this time, Nakahara Nakaya had gone to the intelligence team, and they and Xiaoqi were the only ones left in the office. Oda Sananosuke received the news that Nakajima Atsushi was leaving, and he also went out to follow Nakajima Atsushi, always ready for chicken soup.
"Problems in psychological counseling."
Kamidai Qinghe Shunmao said, "For example, my origin, whether I can dream, the difference between humans and non-humans, etc."
"dream?"
"Chongya said he can't dream. He has never done so in eight years. This is one of the reasons why he is vaguely aware of his identity."
"Then you...have only had dreams related to memory?"
"No, I've done other things too."
Kandao Kiyoka held his chin, "Maybe it's because of different origins. After all, I didn't come from a laboratory."
He thought of Verlaine's cards——
[Name: Paul Verlaine/Altier Rimbaud (former name)
Ability: "Control the direction and size of gravity through touch", "Relinquish control of the body to control a small black hole", "Warcraft Gig"
Evaluation: A masterpiece of the French rebels.
The singularity is sealed in an artificial body and the personality is written in a string. The artificial superpower is used as a tool until he is rescued by a young transcendent, given a new name and future, and accompanied as a partner, but he is still unable to reconcile with the world.
.——Wearing a hat made of special metal by your partner can control the powerful gravity field more freely.
Weaknesses: Poor resistance to poison. After being attacked by some extremely rare metal powder, it will uncontrollably transform into its true form, that is, the monster form. In this form, it loses its mind and cannot stop destruction and destruction.]
That kind of inhuman radar...
It doesn't come from the so-called Warcraft, right?
It is obvious that he is infinitely close to humans and even has human emotions, yet he can still be discovered.
Very unscientific.
Think about it for a moment, this form that is called the "true form" is the most powerful one when Arab Tou was born. Considering that Zhong is also an imitation of Verlaine, Giger's destructive power should be greater than Aura Tou, even several times more powerful.
Times stronger.
——Japan will sink.
...if no one can stop it.
His thoughts disappeared in a flash, Dazai Osamu poked him and asked: "Slug must have asked you how you view humans and non-humans."
The young man with wild eyes asked curiously, "What did you say?"
"I started with the emotional aspect first, and showed Chuuya some cases in Tokyo, about how parents who don't love their children do domestic violence, cold violence, pua, and even beat or maim their children to death. I told him that sometimes he was an orphan.
It’s also quite good, meeting a good pair of parents requires probability;”
Kandairo Kiyawa's thinking was clear, "And from a biological perspective, humans are born after absorbing nutrients from the mother's belly, and experimental subjects are born after absorbing nutrients from the nutrient solution. This excludes invisible and intangible things like emotional sustenance and love crystals.
After all, there is actually no difference."
He softly said "Ah", "By the way, I also found news about 'people who can't dream' for Chuuya. In short, human beings are full of strange things. Before he was identified, no one around him noticed it."
If something is wrong, it proves that he has integrated into human society and does not need to take these things to heart."
Osamu Dazai said with unclear meaning: "You are quite good to the little slug."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu raised his hand and said: "I told Chuuya that the atmosphere between Verlaine and Landang is very strange. I'm afraid something will happen if this goes on for a long time, but I have to be busy with mafia work... I hope he, as his younger brother, can help.
Adjust it." - Then Chuuya will circle around that way.
Dazai Osamu groaned.
Time passes.
Gin changed to a resting point.
——On the third night after the operation, a hyena with a keen sense of smell came to the door. At that time, Atsushi Nakajima happened to deliver fresh meals——Even though he didn’t eat every time, he still persisted——
So Gin killed a few enemies with injuries, but was caught up by more people, and was about to fall into a bad situation...
She watched helplessly as the white-haired kid turned into a big tiger, pushed the pursuer down with a few brutal attacks, then stretched out her paws to pat his feet, making him fall on her back, and ran away with him on her back.
Gin:?!!
The rib wound opened again.
Lying on the tiger's back, I could smell the smell of blood at the tip of my nose, facing the fierce wind. The tiger ran smoothly and quickly on the wall, its soft and smooth coat carrying the temperature of the human body. The sound of gunshots became farther and farther away.
Gradually, he could no longer hear it. Gin looked at the disk-shaped moon in the sky, feeling ridiculous as if he had seen a werewolf transform.
Superpowers.
He chewed the word again.
This kid's superpowers should rank high among superpowers, right?
Atsushi Nakajima was very sad.
He put down the gin in an unowned house on Leibo Street, shook his hair and turned back into a human body. He looked at the bare house with only a rotten wooden bed, and thought of the many foods and utensils left in the abandoned factory. He felt sad.
Come.
The food is gone too.
Woo.
Gin couldn't stand it anymore: "Why are you crying and looking sad?"
Atsushi Nakajima looked at him with an aggrieved look and was shocked: "Mr. Gin, you are bleeding!"
Gin: "..."
The kid's hand in re-bandaging was very steady.
I used the bandage that Gin hid in his windbreaker.
After that, moving the tiger was a lot of work. Gin looked at the increasing number of beddings in the room and chose to remain silent.
In other words, acquiescence.
Another day.
Kamishiro Seiwa received a call from Ozaki Momiji. Ozaki Momiji said that Atsushi Nakajima reported strange news about Gin's temperament, and she came to ask for instructions.