King of 25 Cubs

Chapter 28 A friend comes from afar. (repaired

Some well-meaning Russian guy, not going well lately.

In the past two weeks, several organizations have popped up suddenly to investigate, track, and assassinate him... that's all.

Even when walking on the street, unrelated passers-by would look at him strangely, and occasionally a few would turn their heads and pull out their mobile phones to dial 110.

Once, he leaned in to eavesdrop.

"Uncle policeman, I want to call the police! I saw a scumbag on xx road... what? You don't care about the scumbag? But this scumbag seems to have killed someone before, it's the one that was spread all over the Internet..."

And so on.

Fei Jia lowered his head and pondered for a moment, took out his phone, and opened the webpage.

"So it is."

In the dim room, he drooped his eyelashes, sat barefoot on the high chair, and bit his fingers.

After a while—

"Since she's so free, let's find something for her to do."

He took out his phone and edited the email:

【I'm here (address attached), come over at XX o'clock. 】

After thinking about it before sending it, he changed the signature at the end from "a kind Russian" to "Takaho Yuka".

·

That night, Takaho's house

The intruder withdrew in time, and the flour bowl rubbed against his nose and fell down heavily.

"Huh, it's dangerous."

He patted the flour that accidentally got on his body, squatted down, and poked the flour basin upside down with his gloved fingers.

He suddenly raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were bright, and a vaguely pleasant voice came out from behind the black mask:

"It's interesting~"

It took 2 minutes to restore the mechanism and wipe off the traces of flour left around. He continued to move forward and finally stopped in front of the bedroom door.

This time the intruder had a long memory. Before opening the door, he bent over, put his face on the floor, and squinted his eyes to look through the crack of the door.

Then he raised his head, turned around, and pulled out a bamboo stick from the back of the sofa.

He carefully inserted the bamboo stick into the crack of the door, slid it back and forth, and when it touched an obstacle, he gently picked the thing away.

"Heh, for pediatrics, this Coca-Cola guy is quite childish... Oh no, at her age, she is already a child."

He stood up and turned the doorknob.

"Squeak-"

The door opened slowly.

He walked to the bedside table familiarly, squatted down and opened the drawer, the moonlight shone through the gauze curtains, and fell on his short pale golden hair and wheat-colored skin with a peaked cap on.

If Takaho Yuka was in this room at this time, she might be surprised.

She knows this person.

Toru Amuro.

He received an email signed by "Takaho Yuka" during the day. After reading the email, he decided to visit Takaho's house at night.

Although I don't know if it's a trap, but... I still have to check it out.

Toru Amuro was a little disappointed that no valuable information was found on the bedside table.He raised his head and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, thinking about where to hide things.

Seeing the shell mural on the wall, Toru Amuro's eyes were shocked.

Hey, is that a word made of shells?

What information?

He walked over with a frown, reading the handwriting by the moonlight, and finally reached out his hand helplessly, and turned the upside-down mural straight.

The words on it are——

[The moon sleeps and you don't sleep, you are a bald baby.

Go back to sleep little bald man, there's nothing here. 】

Toru Amuro: "..."

Looks like tonight is doomed to nothing.

Toru Amuro sighed, and when he was about to leave, he heard the faint sound of the door lock being pried.

With a creak, the door opened.

The visitor was more cautious and didn't even touch the flour organ.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Amuro Toru's expression froze, his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding furnishings, his body rolled on the ground, and he quietly hid under the bed.

·

The second visitor was Ango Sakaguchi.

As soon as Takaho Yuka disappeared, Dazai began to look for "Bald Qiang" everywhere. Coincidentally, the leader found out about it.

"That 'bald head strong'... I do have a bit of an impression."

On the 40th floor of the Mafia building in the port, in a low-key and luxurious European-style office, Mori Ogai sat behind a desk with candlesticks, crossed his fingers and propped his chin, looking interested.

With a smile on his lips, he told Ango Sakaguchi slowly: "Then ask Mr. Sakaguchi to investigate that lady. I believe that Mr. Dazai will not suspect others casually. Since he suspected that they are the same person, I think there must be something Important reasons. After all, existence is reasonable."

Ango Sakaguchi: "...Yes."

Sakaguchi Ango knows what is going on with "bald head strong", and of course he will cover for Takaho Yuka.But the leader of Mafia at the port gave him the task face to face, and he couldn't do nothing.

Besides, Gao Sui had been missing for two weeks, but the Secret Service Division failed to catch the Russian's mouse tail.

His anti-reconnaissance ability is too strong.

Coincidentally, Ango Sakaguchi received an email signed by "Yuko Takaho" that day.

After reading the email, he planned to visit Takaho's house at night.

It's best to find someone, if it's a trap... then take the opportunity to catch them all.

Ango Sakaguchi found the key to the fence gate in the mountain lily bushes, and when he touched the iron fence gate, he habitually used his power, and the scene of Yuka Takaho installing the mechanism and Toru Amuro sneaking in flashed before his eyes.

Has anyone been here? !Is it really a trap?

With a serious expression on his face, he took out the wooden box in his hand, carefully avoided the mechanism on the grass, pried open the anti-theft door, stretched his arm to support the flour basin hanging on the door, and then pushed the door open.

He dodged in, stepped cautiously up the stairs, and walked toward the bedroom.

Seeing that the bedroom door was open, Ango Sakaguchi lowered his face, kicked the door open, and raised his gun.

The house was empty, and there was no one there.

His hand holding the gun was as steady as before, and he walked slowly to the bedside by the moonlight.

Toru Amuro was lying on the bottom of the bed holding a heart, and through the hanging sheet, he saw a pair of men's leather shoes and the hem of suit pants.

Ango Sakaguchi lowered his head, looked at the sheet covering the "scenery" under the bed, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Amuro held his breath.

"Crack-"

Suddenly there was a small rubbing sound outside the balcony window, which sounded like someone had knocked over a flower pot.

Sakaguchi Ango shrank his hands reflexively, his eyes swept over the wardrobe next to the bed, and his figure flashed and hid in the wardrobe.

·

The third visitor was Kunikida Doppo.

Takaho Yuka has been missing for two weeks, and the detective agency has been investigating the Russian teenager in the last photo she posted.

It's a pity that the other party was too cunning, and they got nothing.

During the day, the president received an email signed by "Yuka Takaho". He didn't know whether it was a trap set by the enemy or Yuka Takaho really had something to hide, so the president decided to send Kunikida to find out.

When he broke in through the window, Kunikida, who is a people's teacher, was obviously not as sophisticated as the two "predecessors". Not only did he accidentally knock over the flower pot, he was also splashed with water by the basin mechanism on the balcony door.

When the cool night wind blew, he sneezed.

If the enemy set a trap, it would definitely not be such a child's trap!

Why did his senior sister play such a prank in her own home?Are you worthy of being an "old naughty boy"?

Kunikida still doesn't know that the 65-year-old lied to him, and other colleagues didn't expose it. It's up to Kunikida when he finds out.

Probably... If they don't tell, and Takaho Yuka doesn't tell, Kunikida may never find out.

"patta-patta-"

The watery footprints landed on the clean floor. Kunikida wiped the water from his hair, turned his head, and found the murals on the wall.

[The moon sleeps and you don't sleep, you are a bald baby.

Go back to sleep little bald man, there's nothing here. 】

Kunikida: "..."

Sure enough, he was played.

With a straight face, he decided to talk to her about his life after finding his senior sister.

Suddenly there was a "bang" sound downstairs, like a metal basin falling to the floor.

Because he was not sure who was coming, Kunikida threw himself towards the corner of the wall, covering his body with the second layer of blackout curtains.

He clasped a piece of note paper with "Hypnotic Bomb" written on it in his hand.

·

The fourth visitor was Ivan Goncharov.

The licking dog who is the greatest master... No, Chief Guard, this time he came with an important mission.

The master asked him——"Try to muddy this pool of water."

With a noble sense of mission, Ivan broke into the courtyard of Gao Sui's house. Fortunately, he was not tripped by the transparent silk thread.

After forcing the door open with the ability to manipulate stones, he encountered his first Waterloo.

As soon as he entered the door, Toru Amuro's restored mechanism buckled his head, and his silver hair was covered with snow-white flour.

"Do you think this can stop my humble servant? It's too naive."

Ivan snorted softly, and stroked the flour on his long hair gracefully.

He walked up the stairs slowly, pushed open the bedroom door and swaggered in. The first thing he saw was the shell mural on the wall:

[The moon sleeps and you don't sleep, you are a bald baby.

Go back to sleep little bald man, there's nothing here. 】

Ivan froze for a moment and frowned.

Could it be that Takaho Yuka knew the master's plan a long time ago?

It was the same last time, before he reached the master's house, he was arrested by Takaho Yuka.

how can that be possible?No one in this world can understand the greatness of the master, and no one can catch up with the forward-looking pace of the master.

Ivan glanced around and decided to follow the original plan.

Better get everyone fighting, that would be fun, wouldn't it?

So he kept walking around the bed, wardrobe and window sill, and his sleeves and trousers scraped against the curtains and sheets from time to time.

Kunikida's body was cold behind the curtain, and Toru Amuro held his breath under the sheet again.

He raised his foot and kicked hard against the wardrobe.

Ango Sakaguchi in the closet clenched his hand|gun.

The closet and the closet on the bedroom door were a complete set of closets. The closet was kicked hard, and due to the transmission of vibration, the closed closet door above the head also opened.

Suddenly feeling something was wrong, he raised his head——

With a "snap", the transparent glass bottle fell from the top of his head and hit the spot where Ivan was standing just now.

The glass bottle shattered and the liquid inside flowed out.

Then Ivan saw that the floor was smoking and a hole had been burned.

Ivan Goncharov: "..."

He suddenly covered his forehead and laughed nervously "Jie Jie Jie Jie".

"Come out, guests, don't you want to know the true face of your companion, Takaho Yuka?"

·

Meanwhile, a fifth visitor outside the house—

The boy in black with bandages came uninvited after learning of the task assigned by Mr. Mori to Ango Sakaguchi, but stopped in front of the door.

His dark eyes fell on the broken door lock and the flour at the door, and he raised his head thoughtfully, staring fixedly at the window sill on the second floor for a full five seconds.

After a while, he showed a clear look.

"It seems that many people have been here. Tonight is not a good time to be a guest."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, smiled meaningfully, turned and left without any hesitation.

"I still don't bother."

Just after saying this, his toes accidentally touched a certain transparent silk thread on the lawn in the yard.

"Whoosh!"

A rotten egg was launched from the ginkgo tree outside the courtyard and hit the boy directly on the head.

Black, stinking egg wash slid down his cheeks.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

"This is really..."

The young man raised his head, wiped the egg liquid off his face with a disgusted expression and bared his teeth.

Seeing something suddenly, he paused.

"Wow, is that a shooting star?!"

He set up his canopy and watched the light ball flash past in the sky.

"Hurry up and make a wish... what kind of wish should I make?"

The young man tapped his palm and murmured: "Maybe Wuguajiang can kill me sooner—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the "shooting star" flying in his direction.

No, to be precise, it was flying towards Takaho Yuka's house.

Dazai blinked: "Huh?"

"Boom!!!"

A pitch-black guided missile spun towards the roof at a super high speed. When it hit, the guided missile did not explode. However, the ceiling, which could not bear the speed and weight, made a miserable "whimper" sound, instantly collapsed and was crushed. Make a big hole.

"Don't you want to know the true face of your companion, Takaho Yuka?" Ivan said triumphantly, "I can tell you that her identity is... ouch!!!"

The bricks from the ceiling crackled and fell, hitting Ivan on the head who was "talking loudly".

The guided missile stuck on the roof made a "click" sound, and a small door opened, and Tiaoye Caiju walked out from it.

He jumped into Takaho Yuka's bedroom from the big hole in the roof, and landed on Ivan's ass with his feet.

"I still hate this way of traveling." Tiaoye Caiju moved his sore shoulders and arms, complaining dissatisfiedly: "It's too rough, it's anti-human, if the captain didn't receive that email..."

He calmly walked down from Ivan's ass, "looked around" the room——

"Let me see, one, two, three, four, five, a total of five little mice."

Tiaoye Caiju nodded slightly, showing a satisfied smile: "Well, the harvest is good."

……

【Host, wake up, your house has been bombed! 】

A series of Russian doll-like intrusion images were transmitted into my brain by the system, and I woke up suddenly in my sleep, and got up from the bed like a corpse with my hair on my head.

"⊙_⊙ what what? What happened?!!"

Carefully savoring the "small video" sent to me by the system, I belatedly realized that the "guests" were all colliding together. My eyes were blank, my face was dull, speechless for a moment, and I cursed sincerely: " Grass".

In the future, nesting dolls are prohibited in my territory! ! !

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-01-1014:05:04~2020-01-1113:53:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Ghost Dance Tsuji no lights;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Chuan Ji_Eighteen 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Yun Conghaitian goes to 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of ww, Enkidu; 10 bottles of Floating Life Like a Dream, I Don’t Have a Sun Wheel Knife; 3 bottles of Tao Zhiyao, moonpie; 1 bottle of juvenile;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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