Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Yoshihara Police Station.

Furui Hideichi, who was dressed smartly, was scratching his head, looking at the mighty team in front of him.

"This guy is really..." He scratched his head.

"I leave it to you." Itachi folded his arms.

"Of course, this is my responsibility." Gujing Xiuyi exhaled, and turned around to greet the dozen or twenty children.

"Shouyi, you can stay here with brother Shanyi first, and I will take you home after you finish dealing with some matters." Itachi bent slightly and rubbed Tsuruta Shouyi's head.

"Well, I know, big brother!" Tsuruta Moriyoshi nodded seriously.

Itachi looked solemn, he glanced at my wife Shanyi who was still unconscious, and let out a long breath.

"gone."

Itachi stood up and waved his hand.

"Thank you, big brother." A childish voice sounded from among the children, followed by one after another, and finally merged into an extremely loud "Thank you"

Itachi was taken aback.

He turned around and smiled at them.

Then move on.

After turning into an alley, he stopped.

Looking up at the dark and heavy night

Furui Shuichi, that weird guy, did not expect that he was actually a serious employee of the police station, and the dozens of children before him had been properly arranged by him.

And from the mouths of some staff of the police station, Gujin Xiuyi seems to be a well-known good person.

Itachi was confused.

It always feels like things are in conflict.

But he hasn't shown hostility yet, so he can be treated as a "friend" for the time being

The most important thing right now is still over there on Huajie.

Think about it.

The ferret dissipated like smoke.

At the same time, outside the Yoshihara Police Station.

Furui Shuichi was leaning on the white pillar looking up at the dark and hard skyline.

The dark cloud rolling the electric snake is slowly pushing.

"It is going to rain."

he said quietly.

......

Itachi reached out to catch the falling raindrops.

The cold touch pierces the bone marrow.

The weather is always like this this season.

One second it was sunny and sunny, the next second it was full of dark clouds and torrential rain.

Rumble!

A branch of lightning flashed through the clouds.

There was a bang in the ear.

Itachi was carrying a long knife wrapped with cloth strips on his back, standing on the long street where the crowd was running.

The rain was pouring down.

He slightly looked up at the rain clouds squeezed on the zenith, and countless electric snakes rolled in it.

Everyone is scrambling to avoid the rain.

Men and women run and collide.

The whole Huajie was in chaos.

Itachi walked alone in the rain, and the strong wind splashed the rain on his cold face.

The weather is always like this this season.

One second it was sunny, and the next second there might be dark clouds and heavy rain.

He stood still suddenly.

Looking up at the magnificent tall building.

The colorful flags engraved with the three characters of Kyogokuya fluttered in the wind and rain.

"Little friend, come here to hide from the rain, you will catch a cold!" The geisha standing in front of the door frowned and waved at him.

"I'm looking for Fern Ji Oiran." Itachi slowly moved forward.

"Fern Princess Oiran?"

"You kid, are you kidding me?"

"I have something to ask him." Itachi stood under the eaves where the rain was falling.

"Don't be kidding, besides, Fern Princess Oiran is not something you can see as a child." The geisha was a little impatient.

Itachi raised his head.

The rain from the Konoha forehead guard snaked and fell on his eyelashes.

"I'm not joking." His expression was as cold as the heavy rain.

"Little friend!" There was an angry voice, but before she finished speaking, the little ghost was gone in front of her.

Leng Leng turned around.

They all yelled in unison, "Catch that brat!"

Itachi walked up the stairs to the attic.

The geisha and even the customers in the Kyogoku house started to move, wanting to throw this unruly kid out.

"Little ghost, this is not the place you should come to!" the old bustard with a gloomy face shouted behind him.

A group of people followed behind her.

prevent him from fleeing.

Itachi held on to the smooth pear wood handrail, then turned around abruptly.

What pierced into everyone's pupils was a pair of scarlet eyes with ink-colored jade.

It only takes a moment.

Everyone was in a trance, their eyes darkened and they all fainted.

There was a thumping sound.

The geisha in the attic who heard the sound were all stiff and unable to move after seeing Itachi's scarlet eyes.

Just watched him approach step by step.

Itachi did not harm these innocent people.

Illusion is nothing more than simple hypnosis and will not cause any harm to the spirit.

He opened the doors one by one.

But there was no sign of Fern Ji at all.

She found a girl in her teens and asked softly, "Where is Fern Ji?"

The girl felt a chill rushing through her brain, and she faltered and couldn't say a word.

It wasn't until Itachi dissipated the scarlet in his eyes that the girl spoke intermittently, "Fernhime...Fernime Oiran...went out not long ago..."

"Where did you go?" Itachi asked.

"No...I don't know." The girl replied truthfully.

Itachi got up.

Then he asked again, "Do you have a little girl named Haruna Sakura here?"

"Haruto Sakura?" The girl was taken aback.

Itachi's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, I just came to Kyogokuya recently." The girl said.

Very soft sound.

It fell in Weasel's ears like a bell roaring

His whole body froze in place.

Then his whole body started to tremble.

"I knew you must still be alive!"

Itachi clenched his fists tightly.

The wet hair was dripping with rainwater.

He stood in the dimly lit corridor, looking sideways at the rainwater drifting down outside the window, the thunder light exploded in his eyes, extremely bright.

"Which room is she usually in?"

"The third one in the middle."

"Thank you." Itachi turned away.

The girl watched, dazed in a daze.

The air was still filled with the scent of sandalwood, Itachi stood at the door of the room, examining everything in the room.

Extremely minimalist decor.

The window was half open.

The wind blew the rain and scattered it in.

Itachi walked in slowly.

A moment of sideways.

He found two collapsed geishas in the corner of the house, and he stepped forward to observe for a while, most of them passed out in a coma.

Itachi frowned.

He never used illusions on the people in the attic at all.

Then passed out before he came.

Itachi walked to the incense burner in the center of the room.

Teng wisps of smoke.

It's basically gone out.

He opened his nostrils to breathe.

The agarwood in the air is still a little dense, it seems that it has just been extinguished.

Itachi stood in front of the window, his peripheral vision fell under the gray curtain.

Then.

His pupils trembled violently.

Beside the bloodstains that have not yet dried up, there is a half-faded ribbon scattered.

Itachi's face tensed.

When I bent down to pick it up, my body trembled slightly.

He will never forget that this is the ribbon he personally gave to Chunshi.

Even if it fades to this point.

It was still bright in Itachi's eyes.

"By the way, I have something for you."

"Girls should pay attention to their own image, it's not good to be messy."

......

Itachi's eyes flashed the voice and smile of spring.

He clutched it in his hand, and leaped into the wind and rain.

The agarwood has not dissipated, and the blood has not dried up.

There is still time!

There must be time!

must...

Spring time must be found as soon as possible!

The wind and rain whipped Itachi hard on the face.

He was jumping fast on the attic of Huajie.

The figure hides in the boundless wind and rain.

Like black lightning.