save the judge

Jingujiquan was a little dazed, always hearing people say that human beings often recall memories from long ago before they die, but he thinks this theory should not apply to him.

So he pressed this matter back into the depths of his memory, like erasing the fine sand from the sea.

The few expensive collections brought out from Jinguji's main family were safely placed in the safe, and in addition to this, there were additionally three national treasure swords placed on the table.

Jingujiquan looked at the motionless Mikazuki and Tsurumaru with some worry, Dazai, this little shrimp, is really not to be underestimated. On the way back, he used his spiritual power several times to try to summon Fusangshen who resided in the sword, but he didn't respond at all. None, obviously this time it's not as easy as being stuffed back into the sword, it's more likely that...

They were sent back to Honmaru's hometown directly.

Ah... I hope Dazai won't have the chance to meet them again.

Thinking so, Jingujiquan sat by the bed and patiently waited for dawn.Long before coming here, our family had already received information that the collection was being offered at a high price on the black market. Such an asking price was obviously a provocation to the Jinguji family, but to be honest, there was nothing Jingujiquan could do about such an asking price.

He believes that most of the thieves in the world have set their sights on the small city of Yokohama, and even this hotel and this room.

But still the same sentence, apart from passive defense, he really can't do anything now.

As long as the things are delivered to the depositor tomorrow, he doesn't care about his business.

Jingujiquan comforted himself in this way, lowered his head and picked up the landline next to the bed to call the Metropolitan Police Department.

Well...protecting cultural relics is everyone's responsibility.

Based on the status of the Jinguji family, the Metropolitan Police Department agreed to the escort mission with a good attitude after receiving the call. Within 10 minutes, the unique sound of a police car honking came from downstairs.

A row of four police cars parked at the entrance of the hotel. The red and blue light shone on the glass exterior wall of the hotel. A group of policemen jumped out of the police cars and hurried upstairs.

Jingujiquan just glanced at the window and then looked away. After a while, there was a polite knock on the door: "Mr. Jinguji? We are members of the Metropolitan Police Department's operation team. May I come in?"

There was silence inside the door.

At the door, the two looked at each other for a while, and quietly put their ears to the door to listen, but through the thick mahogany door, they couldn't hear the sound inside.

One of them frowned and gave the other a wink. The other understood, lowered his head and took out a small computer hidden in the police uniform, took out a cable and connected it to the card reader at the door, and lowered his head to open the door.

He was concentrating on his work when someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

“I’ll be right soon!”

He hurriedly responded to the urging of his accomplice, and moved his eyes closer to the screen.

The force of the shoulder slap was a little stronger.

"Why are you in a hurry!" He lowered his voice angrily, and then his whole body froze.

The silhouette reflected on the screen, the face emerging from behind his shoulders, the face with a sinister smile... who is it!

With a swish, the white sweat on his back covered his whole clothes, and the sweat on his forehead came out in big drops, gathering into a drop and hitting his trembling fingers.

The weight of the water droplets falling was negligible, but it brought the startled thief back to his senses. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he reached for the gun in his arms. A cool object pressed against his temple.

A laughing voice sounded: "Don't move, you will be unlucky if your hands shake."

With the gun/mouth on his forehead, he didn't even care about thinking about fighting back. His sweaty palm slipped, and the half-drawn gun fell back into his clothes. He was racking his brains to think of how to excuse himself. A sound of steady footsteps came, stopped not far away for a while, and then suppressed a violent voice: "Dazai?! What are you doing!"

The young man behind him was still in a good mood: "Suppress the prisoner and protect the client."

Kunikida had just dealt with another person, and as soon as he came back, he saw Dazai threatening him with a half-eaten banana in his hand, his blood pressure soared.

"I mean, what's the matter with the banana in your hand!"

Osamu Dazai smiled innocently at Kunikida: "Oh, oh, this... I can't find a convenient weapon for a while..."

banana?The timid thief, who was a little delirious from the fright, chewed this sentence over and over twice, and finally grasped the key words in it, and was so angry that he was teased that he almost lifted the cover of his sky.

I'm going to fight you!

He reached out to touch the gun in his arms, and halfway through the touch again, another icy cold thing was pressed against the other temple.

"Don't move, if my hand shakes, you will be the one who will be unlucky." The deep male voice said sternly and straightforwardly.

Do you think I am a fool? !Dare to play tricks on me? !Don't even change the lines? !

He was about to be out of grief and anger, he gritted his teeth and was about to pull out his gun and shoot, Kunikida fired at his vitals without hesitation, looking at the man who fell asleep immediately, his face was still a bit puzzled: "No Did you tell me not to move? How can there be such a rushing person?"

Dazai grunted in his throat, forced to suppress his laughter, and said in a serious manner, "Maybe he has a sense of humor."

Kunikida and Dazai have worked together for a long time, and he has long learned to ignore this guy's nonsensical words. He kicked the person blocking the door aside, reached out and rang the doorbell: "Mr. Jinguji? This is Kunikida."

Jingujiquan opened the door, glanced around lightly, and soon found the guy in police uniform lying on the ground: "They are well informed."

Kunikida pushed his glasses, and held the notepad in his hand: "There should be a phone in the monitoring room. The elevator downstairs was out of power 5 minutes ago, and the police were trapped in the elevator and couldn't get out, so they pretended The police are here."

Dazai stood leaning against the wall not far away, his whole body was lazy, without energy at all: "I'm so sleepy, so sleepy... I really want to sleep..."

Kunikida continued: "However, it is ridiculous to want to steal things in such a way. I prefer that those who are really capable have not taken action yet."

"Very sleepy--"

"In the next period of time, you still need to be more careful. Dazai and I will always follow you. From here, including the traffic time on the road, it will take about 35 minutes. As long as there are no supernatural beings, there is no need to worry. Of course, Even if there are supernatural beings, as long as there is this guy—"

"Ah, I'm so sleepy—"

Two veins popped out on Kunikida's forehead, he closed the notepad abruptly, and asked Dazai who was acting as the background of the noise: "So why didn't you sleep last night!"

Kunikida, who has a nearly rigid work schedule and follows it meticulously, can't understand why someone stays up late at night and blows the wind at the beach like a crazy person all night, and says "if the game console runs out of power, the country will If Kida doesn't come, I'll jump off" to threaten him to bring breakfast!

Is this something a normal person can do? !

No, he should have known a long time ago that Dazai is not a strange existence that can be measured by normal brain circuits.

Kunikida took a deep breath after the tyrannosaurus roared, and felt that he was too immature to be angry with Dazai, so he turned to talk to Jingu Jiquan again: "...The words of the Metropolitan Police Department are used to deal with non-supernatural abilities. The latter is indeed a good choice, after all, such things as supernatural powers should not be exposed to the public..."

After the two of them spoke a few words, a group of police officers came up downstairs. The man in the lead was in his early 30s, and he described it as a bit embarrassed. It seemed that he was really uncomfortable in the elevator.

When he saw Jingujiquan, he waited for a few seconds, guessing that it matched the photo, and then came up to say hello with a smile: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Jinguji...the elevator was out of order just now, and you have been waiting for a long time. May I ask what you want to send-"

It was actually a bit impolite to ask such a question when I first came up, but the people present didn't care about it. The sheriff just glanced at Kunikida and wisely didn't speak to him.

The Metropolitan Police Department can always get more information than others, and they have already heard about the port mafia and the armed detective agency.Everyone that the former can find is on their arrest warrant, while the latter is also a key observation object on the "do not say" list.

So after recognizing Kunikida, the sheriff immediately shut up.

The heavy safe was carried by two policemen together, and the Ryoshin Taidao was carried by Jinguji Izumi, Kunikida followed him, but Dazai disappeared at some point.

They didn't see Dazai appear until they got in the car. Across the safe, Kunikida frowned, his upright and serious face was a little hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Jingujiquan expressed his doubts with his eyes in an empathetic manner.

Kunikida cleared his throat: "Well... Dazai, although his personality is a bit... strange, but he won't really do anything bad. If he said something offensive to you..."

Jingujiquan keenly caught the gnash of his teeth when he said the word "strange".

"No, I think it's very good." Thinking of Dazai's sincere invitation to die for love when we first met, Jingu Jiquan smiled strangely, "And his hobbies are also very interesting."

As he said this, he could never forget the look in Dazai's eyes when he jumped into the river that day. He was clearly shouting "Help me", but his behavior and psychology didn't match up. It's really amazing.

That's why he instinctively stretched out his hand to pull Dazai, and he didn't let go even when he was brought into the water.

He respected all those who cherished life and eagerly wanted to live it.

It's just that Dazai himself doesn't think he's that kind of person. Even though he's curious about his thoughts, Jingujiquan has no interest in digging into other people's psychology.

The policeman who was driving turned the steering wheel and followed the two police cars that cleared the road ahead onto the road, and there was another car behind.It was neither too early nor too late. It happened to be the morning rush hour for work. The road conditions improved a lot. Pedestrians also tactfully avoided the route of the police cars. It can be said that everything was smooth——

"Oh!"

Jingujiquan silently took back what he had just said.

The driver stepped on the brakes, rolled down the window nervously and looked out. After looking around for a while, he listened to the voice in the earphones, heaved a sigh of relief, and explained to the two people behind: "There are two cars in front of the car accident. It's a bit big, the gas tank exploded, we might need to make a detour."

Izumi Jinguji didn't speak, Kunikida was the first to raise objections.

The man wearing glasses frowned tightly after hearing his words: "No, you can't make a detour. This car accident happened too coincidental."

The little policeman who was driving was a little hesitant, and whispered this sentence to the sheriff of the car in front through the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

Soon, a car in front opened the door, and the sheriff got out of the car and walked over, explaining in a good voice: "It was indeed an accident. Due to design problems, this section of the road has a high incidence of accidents, and both parties involved in the accident are ordinary citizens. , I have to pass through here every day to go to work, and there is no pre-arranged prerequisite. If I don’t make a detour, I may have to wait for an hour for the fire fighting trailer..."

He babbled a lot, Kunikida still had a straight face, no matter whether it was the accident-prone road or the two unknown victims, it was not the reason for the accidental confirmation.Even he can come up with ten ways to make two cars "accidentally" collide, let alone thieves who do anything to steal things?

But he didn't say what he said. Although the sheriff concealed it very well, the irritable and impatient look in his eyes still revealed a little bit.

For personal reasons, it is not a good thing to use the police escort to say it. Even if it is an order from a superior, the benefits will not fall on him. On the contrary, if he is discovered, he will definitely be pushed out.

If he didn't want to sell well with the Jinguji family, he wouldn't have done it himself.

But as soon as he was on the road, he encountered troublesome things like a car accident, and the other party questioned his judgment. No matter how good-tempered he was, he was a little unhappy.