The so-called change of Furusawa Chijima only subconsciously thought that he was being suspected, but there was no point in talking about trust at the moment, and he crouched down and turned the people closest to him who were still alive, staring at the enemy stained with dirty blood.

"You have fifteen minutes to think about whether or not to betray your employer," Furusawa Qiandao endured the fishy smell on the tip of his nose and frowned slightly, "After these fifteen minutes, you will definitely die, hurry up and say that there is still a possibility of rescue." ”

These people have no conflict of interest with sheep, and generally do not put their ideas on organizations with different abilities, but they are also famous for asking for money and not for life, and they are a group with strong members.

But since there is a chance to live, no one should be able to refuse.

“……”

The other party was obviously moved, but before he could open his mouth to say anything, a strange light burst out of his mouth, and Furusawa Qiandao quickly retreated away from him as if he were facing a great enemy.

Before he could retreat far, the light went out in the blink of an eye, and the people who had just been about to speak, including those who were groaning in pain, were already bleeding to death.

——It is a kind of extermination method created by abnormal abilities.

"What?" Furusawa Qiandao only vaguely heard this indistinct syllable, and after stepping forward to confirm that he had been killed, he walked to the window with an indifferent face.

“…… The trail was broken. Nakaya Nakahara's brows were furrowed enough to kill mosquitoes, "What does the person behind him want to do?" ”

Looking at the situation of the people just now, they didn't even realize that they had all been attacked by strange abilities.

Furusawa Qiandao shook his head, his tense nerves felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness after he relaxed, and he didn't even bother to walk the stairs, so he stretched out a hand towards Nakahara Nakahara, wanting him to take him downstairs like he had fought before.

"Maybe I just want to see if I can separate one of us, and then wait for the relationship to deteriorate significantly before jumping out to solicit it, for some organizations, the alien can have a person who is good at fighting, and can dominate an area."

Although he guessed that the situation was not as simple as it seemed, maybe someone behind it was behind it.

Forget it, I don't understand...... If he really understands it, it will make him even more frightened.

Zhongyuan Zhongya also looked at him suspiciously, reached out to grab him, wrapped the other party with his abnormal ability, and directly took a shortcut from the upstairs to the ground, before asking, "Is this the end of this matter?" ”

It always feels like there's a kind of sloppiness that makes the wrong place.

Furusawa Qiandao staggered on the ground for half a step and then stood firm, glanced at him when he heard the words, withdrew his hand and stood side by side with him, "Although I don't feel quite right, the current clue is broken here, and it is difficult to gain anything if it continues." ”

This kind of strange ability has appeared in front of them for the first time so far, and it is easy to hide in the fire of many organizations, do you still want them to ask one by one?

Besides, it is not clear whether that person has a background to support him, or whether he is a single-handed mercenary, and Furusawa Qiandao tries not to give himself the job of finding a needle in a haystack.

"Moreover, does not the fact that they are so panicked and silent show that in fact the enemy does not have an efficient means of force?" Furuzawa Senjima shrugged and was optimistic.

Anyway, in his eyes, it is no more terrible than being targeted by the script.

Nakahara Nakayama didn't know what to say to his companion who was unusually optimistic about his own safety, and what to tell was like an old mother's mentality, but he was three years younger than Furuzawa Qianjima, so he only nodded to express his respect for his behavior.

At first, the impression of a cold and intelligent reliable companion has faded away in recent years, and now in the eyes of Zhongyuan, only those who will compete from time to time, do not care too much about their own situation, and need to care about their own safety and safety companions every once in a while - reliable and natural are still there, but that unnatural feeling has long disappeared.

But the sense of distance still exists, they are very good but not particularly good companions and friends, Nakahara is also facing Furusawa Qianjima, there are always some illusions, whether it is the "sheep king", "alien person", "gravity manipulator", or any other identity, it is the same in his eyes.

- As he said, it doesn't matter if you're human or not.

Nakahara also sensed a strange thing that could obviously get close to them, but he was blocked by it, and it had always existed between the two, so he was the companion who "always was" in Qiandao's eyes, but the other party was not at all as dependent on him as other companions.

Even now, there is a slight reluctance to let anyone meddle in this matter, and Nakahara is also very clear that this is what Furusawa Senjima has been hiding under the appearance of "disgusting trouble", and does not recognize that others are in trouble for their own sake...... Goodwill?

No, it would be more accurate to underestimate the weight of one's place in the world of others.

"Thousand Islands."

"Huh? What's up? Furusawa Qiandao heard that Nakahara Nakaya's tone was a little strangely serious, and he was puzzled and secretly cheered up at the same time.

"If it ends like this, you can't convince the rest of the sheep, right?" He stopped, turned his face slightly, and looked up at Furuzawa Qianjima, "If they plan to discuss with the Ten Members, what to do to you will be troublesome. ”

"Compared to finding the mastermind behind the scenes, this trouble can only be said to be completely unhindered, and I don't care what the members think of me." Furusawa Senjima said firmly, looking at him suspiciously.

"Or ...... I bring a body back to testify? ”

Nakahara also waited for a while, and Furusawa Qiandao didn't speak, and the two of them stood in place, and suddenly began to stare wide-eyed.

"Oh, that's it?"

“…… Well, yes. ”

After a long time, Zhongyuan Zhong also found that he really didn't have the idea of saying anything more, and the strange irritability in his heart suddenly rushed up, and he took a step and walked straight forward.

"Forget it! It's nothing! You guy, just let me say nothing! ”

Furusawa Qiandao was stunned, and hurriedly caught up, "What are you angry about!" I didn't really plan to take the body back. ”

Zhongyuan Zhong also glared at him, and almost jumped up and grabbed his clothes, "I don't have to prove it for you!" Human witness, I am a human witness! ”

Furusawa Qianjima opened his mouth, "Ah...... Well, then please? ”

No one would say anything, though he didn't feel the need for it—the kind forced by force.

"Hey, what do you mean by that question?" Nakahara also narrowed his eyes, dissatisfied with the uncertainty in his words, "How useless am I in your eyes?!" Or do you think I won't testify for you?! ”

If there is no physical evidence, there is only human evidence to vouch for it, and Furusawa Senjima has not been divided and has a rebellion - especially Nakahara Nakaya, the leader of the sheep majority.

He is also one of the main figures in this rumored incident.

By the way, he himself is obviously a victim of this matter, why is it really all handed over to Furusawa Qiandao alone?!

It must be because of the expression and tone of Furuzawa Qiandao at that time, it was too much like a private matter to solve some murderous revenge!

- However, in the eyes of Furusawa Senjima, shaking his friendly relations with Nakahara and Chuya is almost equivalent to killing him.

After all, no one should want to fight against the future peak of military value.

"No, I just feel flattered."

"Huh?!"

……

In an inconspicuous dilapidated western-style building near Bowl Street, a doctor in a white coat walked out of a room, threw the blood-stained disposable gloves into the trash can next to him, and lowered his gaze to the ground, unabashedly revealing his distress when he touched the ground covered with bloodstained footprints of the mafia on his hands.

"Ah...... Now it's going to be hard to clean up again, and I'll make those who stay pay an extra fee for cleaning up. After Mori Ou finished speaking, he stepped on a pool of blood that gave him a headache - the mafia who had been shot in the abdomen had fallen at this time.

The other party rushed to the clinic in time, but unfortunately he didn't have time to let people give him first aid.

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to notice the blood under his feet, and when he looked up outside Moriou, his face still had a wilting expression, his face was as pale as the person who died there just now, and the bandage covering half of his face on the left side and his dark eyes were like a ghost in a thriller movie under the dark shadow.

But if you come back to your senses and look carefully, you will find that this young man's appearance is still very good, and his dark eyes have a melancholy that makes people feel pity.

- But this person is indeed an existence comparable to a ghost.

"Oh, Dazai, you're back," Mori Ouwai breathed a sigh of relief, his face worried, "I haven't seen you since yesterday, and recently there has been an organization fighting with the port mafia, and I've been worried about whether you will be affected by stray bullets...... It's nice to be okay. ”

Osamu Dazai sighed very slightly, "It would be nice if it was really like what you said, although it is not in the category of death I expected to die in an accident, but if I was hit in the head and died instantly, it would be good." ”

"Don't say that, I'm going to be upset." The doctor-like man spoke, straightened up, and stepped up to the boy.

It was as if he had been worried about the other party, and the blue and black and tired at the moment made his face much lighter after confirming that the person who came was intact.

"Where have you been these days? Need a good rest now, right? ”

"I went to the next bowl street and took a turn, and I have to say, it's really chaotic over there." Osamu Dazai said as he walked to the door with his feet raised and went straight to the lounge they used every day.

A trail of bloody footprints spread from behind him, slowly drying and diminishing as he walked from the dark inner chamber to the chair in front of the curved window, turning and leaping to sit on it.

He began to fold his hands and count, "hooligans, orphans, ji/women, homeless people, mafia, second-hand dealers...... It's true that all kinds of people are gathered inside, but it's an exaggeration to say that half of Yokohama lives there. ”

"But it's half and half isn't it?" Mori Ouwai walked in with a smile, not caring about the footprints on the ground, "Did Dazai find what he wanted to see?" ”

Osamu Dazai's eyes were dim as he counted intently, and he lifted his upper eyelids to look at him, "No, Mr. Mori." ”

Instead, he saw two different species bouncing in front of him—a poor stray dog and a greasy miniature slug—that he was in no mood to commit suicide by jumping from the roof to the spire below.

Speaking of which, it's also the wrong time to listen to the gun/sound and then jump, it seems that I need to refer to the suicide methods of some successful predecessors in order to better meet death......

I found time to look at the bookstore that sells books, but I don't know where there are bookstores in Yokohama.