A temple cultivator frowned and asked directly: Have you seen any other suspicious guys?
Or do you feel like you're being stalked?
Whatever makes you feel out of the ordinary, talk about it!
Atsushi Nakajima said strangely: Huh?
Suspicious people?
No, everything is normal on my side A temple cultivator didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Atsushi Nakajima add: That's right!
Speaking of something unusual, when I was going downstairs, I saw through the window that there was a dark smoke rising in the distance, not from the bank, but from the direction we came, I wonder if something happened over there?
Smoke in the direction they came from the detective agency?!
Boom, a thunderclap exploded in my head.Is this true?
Bai Lan didn't lie?!
After such a thought arose, it lingered in his mind for a long time, refusing to disperse.Bai Lan's tone was brisk, and she said very happily: Although the previous remote control was fake, I didn't lie to Xiujun about the bomb~ A temple cultivator's mind was a mess.But at this time, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he thought: What about Dazai?
Dazai, that guy should be on guard against this, right?
That guy has always been at this time, Bai Lan suddenly remembered something: Oh, yes!
Ichijo Sishu's thoughts were interrupted, and his attention shifted to Bai Lan.Because her right hand was injured, Bai Lan had to use her left hand to fumble for her right pocket, and her awkward and clumsy appearance looked a little funny.After a while, he took out a tattered and bloodstained bandage from his pocket, threw it on the ground in front of him, and rubbed it on his trouser leg with disgust, as if he had touched something dirty.Dazai-kun was smiling before he died.?!
The first reaction of a temple cultivator is not to believe.How is this possible?!
It's not impossible, right?
Bai Lan blinked, after all, he was the Dazai, he didn't even resist, said that although it was not with the beautiful lady, it was enough, and then accepted the death I gave him.A temple cultivator was speechless.He found that what Bai Lan said was really not impossible.Bai Lan continued, I asked him if he had anything to say to Xiujun, and he said that now you can help others without me, you have to work hard, Xiu, you can do it Well, that's it."
Xiu come and help me, I will bring your kindness to the people you want to help, and the malice you are worried about and the evil that the strange ability will bring will end here.""
How do you know if you don't try?
Even if you can't, don't you still have me?""
I'm here to help you open the cage and be your bridge to the world."
These are all conversations that only he and Osamu Dazai know.The nerve that represented reason suddenly collapsed.The bastard boom was accompanied by an earth-shattering loud bang, and the ground under the feet of a temple cultivator collapsed several meters downward.The spiderweb-like lines snake out in all directions, adding countless deep and shallow ravines to the otherwise smooth road.The surrounding glass crackled and exploded, and the air currents from the huge impact whipped up gusts of wind, causing his hair and the corners of his clothes to flutter.The bangs on the forehead moved with the wind, alternating between light and shadow, and the light golden eyes were lined with more and more cold and domineering.When people see those eyes, there is always a feeling that they are being targeted by a fierce carnivorous animal, and the next second they will open their bloody mouths and slaughter them.It was only a matter of an instant, and he didn't even move even standing there, but the road under his feet was easily destroyed by him, and even spread to the other side.The sound of car horns and pedestrians screaming is incessant, but these sounds cannot reach the ears of a single temple cultivator.The only thing he could hear was anger and roaring from the depths of his heart.
[Kill him, kill him, kill him] Kill you, a temple cultivator finally moved.His figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Bai Lan's approach.Then with a bang, Bai Lan, who had been punched by him head-on, flew out upside down, crashed into the cars around him that had no time to avoid, and smashed straight into the building behind him, his body deeply embedded in the wall.This is not the end, a temple cultivator appeared in front of Bai Lan again in an instant, his fist wrapped in a thousand jun, and swung at him again!
In just one moment, the entire wall behind Bai Lan was pierced, and the rubble and broken bricks rolled to the ground.His body fell to the ground weakly and lightly like a fallen leaf in late autumn, kicking up a thick layer of dust.Ichijo Temple's attack hadn't stopped, and he accurately found his target in the ruins, and his fists rained down on the other party.The surrounding voices disappeared, and for a moment, all he could hear was the words that came from the unknown depths, one by one, like curses, lingering in his head."
Repair", "Calm down", Repair!
Ichijo temple repair!
Wake up!!
Syllable!
Hey?
A temple cultivator's movements paused suddenly, and he reacted consciously, thinking sluggishly: Who slapped him?
Sober?
A cold, familiar voice rang in his ears.Hearing this, Ichijo Sixiu's eyes widened slightly, and his head, which was turned over because of the slap, slowly turned back.He looked at the person who had just slapped him, with a gloomy face and deep eyes, and his brain was empty.Dazai?
He's alive.Brandy lied to me.Thinking so, a temple cultivator looked at Bai Lan, who was being pressed and beaten by himself, but this look, he found something strange again.Although this person has been beaten by him to the point that he can't see his original appearance at all, the black hair soaked in blood is not owned by Bai Lan at all!
What's going on?
Ichijo Temple Cultivator was sure that he had never changed his goal from beginning to end, but why, the guy in front of him, who was no longer breathing, had black hair that Bai Lan didn't have?
He stood up from the ground in a daze, sticky blood running down his hand, converging on his fingertips, and dripping.There was a soft crack, and blood splattered on the broken bricks at his feet, and a scarlet flower bloomed.He raised his head and looked at Osamu Dazai hesitantly, thinking in a daze: Bailan is fake, will this Dazai in front of him be real?
Chapter 73 Scarlet Flower (4) The development of the whole thing made Osamu Dazai feel that something was wrong.So far, all his actions today have come from his own will and thoughts.In other words, all his activities do not show any trace of being calculated.Judging by the process, everything is working and nothing seems wrong.But judging the results alone, looking at the bad situation in front of him, Osamu Dazai felt that they were calculated.And the man who calculated them must know him very well.Whether it is the behavior pattern, way of thinking, or even mental activities on weekdays, he has a clear grasp of it, so that he didn't notice anything abnormal at first.If Osamu Dazai were to describe it, it would feel like seeing another self in the mirror.It was a wonderful and terrible feeling.Speaking of which, Osamu Dazai realized that things were not going well, and it was even a little funny.The reason is that his mobile phone is in normal use, but he has not received any calls from his partner Kunikita Dubu, urging him to go to work.If it's a non-critical time, this phone call is dispensable.But the problem is that when Osamu Dazai passed by the window of a certain store, he saw a live report of the bank bomb, and happened to capture his partner's braids flashing through the picture, as well as the corner of the handbook with the word ideal written on it.At that time, Osamu Dazai decisively called back to the detective agency and asked the clerk about the bank bomb case.When he heard that Ichijoji Shushu and Atsushi Nakajima were going to the shopping mall, the bad premonition became even stronger.He quickly stopped a taxi and set off directly to the shopping mall.When the car was less than 50 meters away from the mall, they were stopped by a police cordon.The moment he saw the cordon, Osamu Dazai realized very clearly that this time they were afraid that they had really stepped into the trap carefully set by others.He got out of the car, calculated the route, and rushed to the scene directly over the wall.Then he saw a mess of roads, frightening pedestrians, collapsed building walls, and familiar figures that frantically slammed into the ground, fist swings bringing blood trails out of the road.During this time, it was not without the military police who stepped forward to stop the guy who was going crazy.But without exception, all the people who approached were swept away by that person.And if the military and police attack him, he will immediately burst out and hurt people.He's like a hedgehog with spikes on it, and people don't know how to start.After several arrests in a row to no avail, the military and police had no choice but to press down and begin to look for the flaws of the other party, striving to hit them with one blow.It was at this time that Osamu Dazai appeared.It didn't take him long to get into the scene surrounded by the military and police, turn a deaf ear to their warnings, and come to a temple unsuspectingly.Don't you want to die?!
The military police roared angrily, as if they could see the other party's corpse in the next second.But the strange thing is that unlike the military police who will be attacked frantically if they get close, Dazai Jishun smoothly walked to a temple repair, and failed to wake up several times, so he simply slapped the other party directly.Rao was so, and he was still not hurt at all.The military police, who were already ready to shoot, were dumbfounded.Isn't this guy so double-standard???
Osamu Dazai glanced at the bloody man who had blended into the gravel floor with a heavy gaze, and now he couldn't recognize his original appearance at all, and his heart was very heavy.Would it have gotten worse if he had come a few minutes late?
Although, the current situation is already quite a headache.He quickly put the superfluous thoughts behind him, raised his head, looked at a temple cultivator who was surprised and confused, lowered his voice, for fear of irritating him, and said: Xiu, hand it to me, come here.A temple is like a machine in disrepair, extremely unresponsive.It took a long time for Osamu Dazai to say this before he responded.As soon as his bloody hand was raised, it was grasped by Osamu Dazaichi and tightened.The force coming from his hand made a temple cultivator realize that this person at the moment should not be his hallucination.Okay, fix.Osamu Dazai soothed and induced him to say, Now tell me, who is he, okay?
Don't rush, take your time.He's not right, he shouldn't be a temple cultivator who is incoherent, and his words are intermittent, and he can't make up the whole thing at all.Osamu Dazai patiently asked: He's a fake, so, who do you think he will be?
He swished through the air with a sound, and a temple cultivator suddenly felt as if his neck had been pierced by some sharp object, like a needle prick.In fact, he raised his hand to touch it, and he did feel a thin needle.What is it?
He felt as if his brain was frozen, and his already slow mind was now even more rigid.Everything in front of me overlapped, and for a while, I couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false.Osamu Dazai, who was standing in front of him, opened and closed his mouth, as if he was saying something loudly to him, but Ichijoji couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and his dull brain couldn't make out the content by the shape of his mouth.Large clouds of white light exploded on the retina, and then, at a moment, it went dark in front of his eyes, and he lost all consciousness.Osamu Dazai caught a temple cultivator who had fallen unconscious, frowning and looking serious.He took off the anesthetic needle that was tied to a temple repair's neck and held him firmly in his arms.The sound of neat footsteps and the clashing of blast shields quickly approached where they were.The heavily armed special forces surrounded them three layers inside and three layers outside, and the muzzles of the black holes poked out of the gaps between the blast shields, and they all aimed at Osamu Dazai, who was standing in the middle, and Ichijo Terera in his arms.Don't move!
Osamu Dazai looked up and looked at the direction they had come from.The special forces moved a passage for one person to pass through on either side, and an old acquaintance in a suit and leather shoes and round glasses walked out of the back of the passage.Hand that person over to us, no problem, Dazai?
The corners of Osamu Dazai's mouth are raised, but the smile does not reach the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes are dark and unclear, what if I say there is a problem?
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The click of a gun to be loaded rang out neatly.It's weird.Osamu Dazai was not afraid at all, and said softly and slowly, the Extraordinary Secret Service Department is not close to here, right?
But I see you're pretty fast?
Leader, Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, and in the face of Osamu Dazai's suspicion, his expression remained unchanged, and he said in a calm tone: An hour ago, the Extraordinary Agents received an anonymous report letter, which claimed that there were dangerous people with abnormal abilities near the shopping mall.Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: Anonymous report?
And then you really believed?
Ango Sakaguchi ignored his provocations: the situation now is that what the whistleblower said did happen.Osamu Dazai glanced down at Ichijo Terashu who was in a coma, touched the wound on his face that had just scabbed, was silent for a moment, and said: I know.Ango Sakaguchi breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.Someone to help.Osamu Dazai dragged out his voice and said in a lazy tone, Do you want me to help you send people to the Secret Service Section?
Ango Sakaguchi gestured to the two people beside him.The two who received the order put away their guns, stepped forward quickly, and took Ichijoji Shushu from Osamu Dazai.They neatly handcuffed a temple cultivator's hands and feet, and blindfolded him with a black cloth.Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, watched their movements, and complained dissatisfiedly: Lighter and lighter, if you wake people up, it won't be me who is unlucky.Hearing this, the two of them were stunned, and the subsequent actions were really lighter as Osamu Dazai said.After tying up the people, Ango Sakaguchi ordered a temple cultivator to be taken away.