562, the crow on a plane
Night.
A small forest in the mountains on the outskirts of Tokyo.
Gin turned his gaze to Sano, who was belatedly arriving, and frowned.
"You're leaving work early, and you're getting late to work?"
Sano hooked the corners of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "No way, I want to eat with the child." β
Gin pulled the corners of his mouth and said mockingly: "Heh, a child all day long, this is not your own birth, just hang it on your lips like this, if you really have a daughter in the future, I'm afraid you will directly become a daughter slave." β
Is this a hint that he has already checked it?
The corners of Sano's mouth curled even more, and then he patted Gin's shoulder in a pretended wistful manner.
"Gin-sama, you don't have a daughter, so naturally you won't understand my current mood."
β¦β¦ In addition to the ridicule, Sano also added some more villainous smug show-offs, and the two added up to a level that bordered on arrogance and contempt.
The corners of Gin's mouth twitched, and he directly opened Sano's hand.
Yes, I'm still single and have no children in my thirties, but is this a sin!?
"Alright, stop talking nonsense, tonight is your home field."
Gin immediately entered working mode and pulled out a map for Sano.
"A factory here is a base for hostile organizations, and there are a lot of armed forces outside, so if you let the cannon fodder attack, it will not only waste time, but also may drag out unnecessary trouble, and you will die too much cannon fodder, which is not worth it."
Sano glanced at the map and then withdrew his gaze.
"So Gin-sama wants to gamble with my life to gamble on the lives of those cannon fodder?"
Gin twitched the corners of his eyes and sneered.
"I don't think it's a gamble with your life, you're only a hand to earn chips at my table, not chips."
"Wow, great speech."
Sano's little hands snapped and snapped his fingers.
"So, let's let Gin-sama see my hand's new gambling skills today."
"Huh?"
Before Gin could carefully ponder the meaning of Sano's words, he heard a wave of strange movements in the surrounding groves, as if a strong wind was blowing.
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Within seconds of looking around vigilantly, the trees in Gin's field of vision began to "stir" - followed by countless dense black shadows.
Drill out of the leaves.
"Gah!!"
Amid the scalp-numbing crow calls, hundreds of crows converged and circled above the heads of the three Sano, as if forming a black tornado.
Only Daikoku stood out from it and landed on Sano's shoulders.
After blinking at Gin with big eyes, Daikoku spread his wings again and crapped twice, as if he had said hello to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"It's ......"
Gin is much more stable than vodka in terms of mentality, and the face that has not changed much has looked even calmer after calming down.
"The crow you brought back from Amerika."
"Hmm."
Sano nodded.
"And what are these?"
"It's the little brother it receives."
Sano smiled and said, "Just right, this is their territory." β
Gin was silent for a moment...... Originally, when Daikoku first came to Neon, he still followed Sano's side all the time, especially in rye vest mode.
That's tighter.
I didn't see a shadow in the back, but it was just a bird, and Gin didn't care...... Unexpectedly, when I saw it again, the bird had already incarnated.
Bird's head?
Looking at Sano's meaning, most of the time in the future he will go from raising a crow to raising a group of crows, but fortunately he doesn't seem to have the same idea of carrying these pets with him as before, otherwise, just thinking about going to a cocktail meeting, the room is full of crows, feathers flying everywhere, listening to a "quack" piece, and even bird poop is everywhere, and it may fall on the top of his head.
Gin felt his brain twitch for a while.
After raising his hand and rubbing his temples, Gin retracted his thoughts and asked, "So, are you planning to rely on these crows to deal with a group of outlaws?" β
Gin imagined again the image of this group of crows besieging humans.
β¦β¦ It may still be possible to deal with some weak chickens who are very timid and small, but even if it is just an ordinary normal male, there will be no problem.
Or, does Sano want this group of crows to play a supporting role, harass, and lure?
β¦β¦ With the IQ of a crow, can it be done?
Faced with Gin's doubts, Sano didn't talk nonsense, just reached into his pocket.
Then shake it hard.
The steel balls in the sky were thrown out by Sano.
"Gah!"
At the sound of the big black, the crows quickly and orderly each grabbed one or two steel balls, then flapped their wings and flew high, and disappeared into the woods.
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Without waiting for the gin duo to retract their gaze, Sano said, "Let's go, find a higher and better angle, and watch the fireworks." β
"Fireworks?"
Vodka tilted his head in confusion.
Gin squinted, originally through those steel balls, he probably knew what Sano wanted to do, and he naturally couldn't react to what this strange term meant, but it was still the same sentence.
With the IQ of a crow, can it be?
Considering the fact that as soon as Sano threw out the steel balls just now, those crows were all crushed...... Maybe this guy has been trained in this area so much that these beasts have become a single instinctive pattern, so that.
It seems that there is a real chance of success.
With some anticipation, Gin followed Sano to a high ground.
The factory in the distance can probably be seen.
After snatching the telescope from the vodka, Gin observed for a few seconds.
The crows seemed to have flown over the factory, and in the factory below, there was some faint movement, but there was not much movement.
"I named this trick, Crow Flying."
As soon as Sano's words fell, another snap of his fingers fell, and then-
"Boom ββ!!!"
Countless fires rose at the same moment.
These fires are not big, and Gin is estimated to be equivalent to the level of a grenade, but the quantitative change causes the qualitative change, and this amount is really a little terrifying.
Whether it's based on the number of steel balls that Sano threw out before, or the number of crows, or the number of fires in the factory at the moment.
At the very least, there would have to be hundreds or thousands of explosions.
Directly bombed the factory in all directions, it was real.
"Floor washing".
And the vodka next to him, although he was robbed of his telescope by gin, he was not blind, and the fire was unusually conspicuous in the dark night.
Nature is stark.
It's as if it's been stained red with blood.
β¦β¦ Horror, it's just terrifying.
Vodka was shocked by the scene in front of him, he knew that Sano often carried bombs with him, and there were quite a few of them, and high-power bombs, it seemed that there were occasional belts, but.
Isn't this amount a bit too much!?
Why, it's a crime to come here, not to fight.
As for it!?
At this time, Sano sighed and smacked his lips: "It's a pity that the power of the bomb is still too small, and there is no guarantee that no one will survive within the range, and those who are hiding in the building will most likely be injured, and the casualties will not be too high." β
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The corners of Vodka's mouth twitched, and he suddenly couldn't hold back, and moved his steps in the direction of gin...... To be reasonable, he thinks that after such a long time together.
It has gradually adapted to the nature of Sano.
At least it won't be tense all the time like at the beginning.
But now vodka seems to be overnight, no, it's a second back to the first acquaintance.
Because the current instability of Sano, it is no longer up to him.
The bomb is a stable thing, and it is also stable when it is said to be unstable, but it is also unstable.
Just like no matter how safe the car is, there will always be an accident one day.
It's nothing more than the difference between big things and small things.
But a bomb can't always be a trivial matter, especially under the huge foundation, no matter how small the probability is, the probability of occurrence will be a terrifying value, and once it happens...... Oh, then there is no doubt about it.
Vodka had to be buried with Sano.
β¦β¦ Then again, even if a person is not normal, it is so risky to carry so many unstable factors on his body.
Still not quite right, right?
Hell, it's really this person who is the most dangerous!?
Vodka now seriously doubts that Sano's illness is not actually healing.
Far from getting better, it's getting heavier and heavier.
ββ¦β¦ This problem is not big, the outside guard force must account for the majority, even if there are some fish that slip through the net, it is insignificant. β
For Sano's words, Gin seemed to think seriously for a while.
That's the answer.
"It's just, why is it the crow that flies?"
Gin asked suspiciously...... Crows and airplanes, he can actually understand.
But the crow is on a plane, it's a little wrong, right?
Outrageous is outrageous, at least there must be a "reason".
Bomb sits on airplane, bomb sits crow, crow makes airplane, crow bomber ......
Which is not more figurative than that?
And looking at Gin, who was also seriously confused, Sano unconsciously typed a row of dots.
β¦β¦ Why didn't you find out before, this guy Gin is so serious?
Let's be honest.
Sano's words just now came from some inner thoughts.
That wave of explosions looked like a lot of ...... In fact, it is indeed a lot of power, but it is the brilliance and beauty of that moment, which Sano spent a long time to save little by little.
If it is replaced with a bomb with more powerful transformation, then the time may be too tight, or Sanno himself will be too troublesome...... Of course, in the end, it's just a matter of time and patience, as long as he wants.
It's not impossible to wash the floor of the whole of Tokyo.
As for the crow on the plane...... Ahem, that's just Sano's babbling.
However, the aspect of turning crows into bombers is an idea that Sanno has long had.
In addition to this piece, there are others, such as adding another layer of iron sheet to the outside of the steel ball, so that when it explodes, the iron sheet will be exploded, scattered, and cause damage, which is equivalent to a fragmentation grenade.
You can even add spider venom to the iron sheet, etc......
Of course, it's just an idea.
Because these things are essentially icing on the cake, and the trouble is useless.
If you need it in the future, let's talk about it.
"Let's finish work quickly."
Sano didn't respond to Gin's doubts, just turned around and prepared to put the finishing touches.
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The next day, Sano still got up early to tie the little girl's hair.
With the experience of last time, it is clear that this time it is much faster and better.
"I'm out!"
Sending the little girl away, Sano was finally able to sleep peacefully this time.
I slept less yesterday, but I worked at night until midnight.
People are dying...... Go to bed early and go to bed early.
Then, Sano slept until dark.
So much so that when it was time to go to work, Gin sent several text messages and made several phone calls, and Sano was still laughing at himself in his dreams...... Until the little girl came home from school, the situation was still like this.
"I'm back......"
The little girl opened the door with her feet on her feet, poked her head into the door, and found that Sano was still sleeping.
The voice immediately became much quieter...... It's afraid of noisy to Sano sleeping.
"Doodoo-"
As soon as I looked around, I saw that the phone next to Sano's head began to vibrate.
Sano frowned unconsciously, pulling up the quilt and covering his head.
The little girl hurriedly tiptoed over, took her mobile phone, and came to the door.
"Crooked, mud howling."
After connecting the phone, the little girl first said hello with a low voice.
The milky greeting made Gin, who was already impatient and irritable to the point of resentment, on the other end of the phone, stuck the cold question in his throat.
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After a period of silence, the little girl thought that her voice was too small, and she didn't hear it clearly, so she could only walk away, and asked again: "Mud howl, who are you, can you hear it, is there something urgent about calling?" β
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Gin pinched his chin, pinched and pinched, and then exhaled.
"Sano, what is he doing?"
The little girl blinked her big eyes, and finally reacted, after Sano is someone's surname, she replied: "He's still in a broken sleep, if you don't have anything urgent, then it's better to call again later." β
ββ¦β¦ Call him up, call him, I'm in a hurry. β
"What's that?"
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Children are troublesome, and curiosity is so heavy.
Gin snorted coldly in his heart.
"All in all, it's urgent, you just give him the phone."
"No, who knows if you lied to me."
β¦β¦ Neurotic, what's there to deceive about??
As Gin's blood pressure soared, the little girl on the other end asked again.
"Then tell me, who are you?"
ββ¦β¦ His friend. β
"What friend, what's your name?"
Faced with the little girl's relentless pursuit of the roots, Gin was silent again.
Of course, there are some things that are impossible to tell a child.
But if you make it up randomly...... Without waiting for Gin to speak, the little girl spoke again: "Look, I can't say it, my heart is empty, I know that you are a liar, stop making harassing calls, my family is poor, and I have no money to cheat you." β
"Beep!"
After that, the phone was hung up directly.
Gin took a deep breath, re-dialed the phone, andβ
found out that he had been blocked.
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A few green tendons burst out of Gin's forehead, and the mobile phone in his hand was almost crushed.
Sure enough, children or something, it's really annoying!
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Sano's call to come again.
"Hello?"
Gin seemed to be faintly in Sano's voice, and he heard some smiles that couldn't be hidden, and he was already in an unhappy mood, and he was suddenly unhappy.
ββ¦β¦ Why, your kids don't think I'm a liar anymore? β
(End of chapter)