Chapter 254: Mouth Escape
"I want to meet the people of the Kamen Legion... I can't fully trust you yet, and you're the most suspicious until I meet these people. โ
Arcido has not forgotten the main purpose of this visit... These victims will not even be stupid enough to figure out who hurt them.
As long as there is testimony from their side, Asidรณ can confirm... The experiments over the years are the ghost of indigo dyeing.
Once he knows who is really behind it, he can start the actual investigation.
Urahara pouted: "They're not my subordinates, they're just a partnership... I'll contact you for you, and it's their business to see or not to see them. โ
"It's about you, what else can you say," Asidor shook his head with a smile.
"No way... Who made me so vulnerable? Tie Zhai, you take this guest to see our products first. โ
Kisuke Urahara didn't forget to be careful about his calculations... You have to pay for research.
"It's good to see... Going together? โ
"I've seen it all... It's time to rest here. โ
Some of the things of the ghost Dao people, Qinghe came here to order them in person... He's seen all the goods here.
Asidor didn't care, and left with Lingtiezhai... As for the issue of the embezzlement of public funds by the Qinghe Society, he would not suspect such a thing.
After everyone left, Qinghe began to use the space ghost path to move the small objects on the table... Let's be busy.
It didn't take long for Urahara to return, crying with a sad face: "Izumi-sama, failed... Those damn guys, they don't want to see death. โ
"They don't want any more people to help at all?" Qinghe was surprised.
"At the time of the trial, no one stood up to speak for them... Really desperate. Urahara empathizes.
"There wasn't me, and there wasn't Assido... You can't kill everyone with a single rod. Are all the people of the Kamen Corps small children? Acting willfully doesn't do them any good. โ
Qinghe's old-fashioned Hengqiu made Urahara couldn't help but laugh: "Haha... It's really unconvincing for you to say such things. โ
"Shut up... Uncle Scrapwood. โ
"I'm also your teacher's superior, so be careful when you speak."
"Such an adult, I still need someone to take care of it every day... I'm embarrassed for you. โ
Qinghe went back angrily, and the angry Urahara word "well" rose, but he was helpless... It's all true.
"Forget it... Can I try it? โ
"Only by phone... But you can't convince those people. They trust their own power more and want to take revenge themselves. "Urahara is not very optimistic about Seiwa.
"Hmph."
Qinghe, who snorted coldly, said: "So many years have passed... Aizen still goes his own way, and I don't see anyone getting in the way of him. If you want to deal with him, you must at least find out the true ability of his sword slasher, right? โ
"Let's go... Let me go and talk, and I'll leave them speechless and come obediently. โ
Kiyowa stopped what he was doing and came to Urahara's side.
"Okay."
Urahara hadn't really seen Qinghe's ability to speak, so he was still a little skeptical at this time.
Toot toot... The busy tone of the phone rang again and again, but no one answered.
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Urahara, who looked embarrassed, didn't wait until he hung up, and he dialed it again... The devil knows what these people are stubborn about.
The second time, the third time... After the fourth pass, the sound of picking up the microphone sounded.
Then there was a disgruntled curse from the microphone: "Urahara Kisuke, you stinky monkey, dead bald, stupid... I said that I can't see those nasty deaths... Toot toot. โ
"This Kansai dialect is the ape persimmon Rishiri... I was once an adjutant. โ
Urahara, who was scolded by a good pass, couldn't help but sigh... When will this temper change?
"Fight again... I'll talk about it this time. Kiyowa glanced at Urahara with disdain.
Doodle... The phone rang again and was quickly connected: "Urahara Bald..."
"Little girl, call your adults to answer the phone." Kiyowa interrupted her directly.
"Huh?! Urahara, you idiot, you dare to let others..."
"You won't be able to marry in the future."
"You care about me... Which garlic sprout are you? Don't let Miss Ben see it on the street..."
Like a child, the phone was hung up again.
"Fight again."
Urahara's face was bitter, and it was hard to refuse... This is his big benefactor, and now one of the sources of funding for the experiment.
"I said you, why don't you learn a lesson..."
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now."
Looking at Qinghe, who apologized calmly to the microphone, Urahara's face was also extremely exciting... Feelings just intentional?
The blonde girl with double ponytail and freckles on her face on the other side of the microphone was obviously stunned... She subconsciously glanced at several companions next to her.
The others just laughed and didn't give an answer, and no one unplugged the annoying phone line.
Rishili puffed out his cheeks, and his little head raised slightly: "Hmph... You're the little Grim Reaper who saw Lisa? Die, we won't see your death. โ
"When you meet, you must pull out your hair, die tsundere..."
Qinghe, who had a paralyzed face, spoke again: "It's okay if you don't see it, I'm just talking to Yagamaru Lisha to convey a girl's thoughts." โ
Rishiri, who was covering the microphone, looked at Lisa: "Lisa, he said so." โ
Lisa blinked, puzzled at first, and then flashed to her mind about the little girl who loved to read.
"Rishiri, let me come."
"Hey..."
A blonde man with his sister's head on the side, Mako Hirako in a shirt and tie sighs... It's still too tender.
A few of them are actually in a complicated mood right now... On the one hand, they are happy to have someone to listen to them, and it is the Grim Reaper.
But those indifference back then... But instead of decreasing over time, it will become thicker and thicker walls.
The Kamen Legion... It is the one who is in the middle between death and void, and they do not belong to either side.
"Hello... Little guy, what do you want to say. โ
Qinghe, who had only heard a word from the other party, still heard the voice of a girl in a sailor suit.
"Hello... I'm Quan Qinghe, and you know your identity. As for me, Miss Ise and I often have academic exchanges together on oni paths. Sorry I implicated you last time. โ
The corners of Lisa's mouth, who was holding the microphone, curled a little... The little guy is unexpectedly gentle, but unfortunately it's not the type she likes.
"Qixu yearns for this kind of person the most, right? The prince in those books, the little brother next door or something."
"No need to apologize... Last time, I was too curious and careless. If it were me, I would also attack the enemy who appeared rashly. What are you trying to convey? โ
After Lisa finished speaking, the surprise in the eyes of Urahara on the side could not be concealed: Is this the desire to capture in the thirty-six schemes?!
In the most difficult day, it was leveled like this? And then it's about playing the emotional card?
Kiyowa threw a look at Urahara: learn a little.
"Actually, she doesn't know that you're alive... I'm just curious about what the guy she keeps talking about is like. I saw it last time, although it may not be opened in the right way. โ
"That's my idea... I'll help her relay what she has said over the years, and I hope you can receive it. โ
Speaking of this, Qinghe's expression became serious... When doing this kind of thing, it's better to be sincere.
For some reason, she turned on the speakerphone, and Lisa spoke: "Okay... But don't expect us to agree to meet you. If that's what you're going to say, say it. โ
"What a hard-hearted bunch... But don't underestimate that sincere remembrance."