Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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"Although I don't fully understand it yet, I'm vaguely aware of one or two things now." The man's face gradually showed a tricky smile, "You must be able to make people temporarily unable to use supernatural powers through contact, right?"

"To tell you the truth, I can not only control the trajectory of the bullet, but also the bombs on my body—" He shifted his gaze to the row of bombs strapped to his body, "Look, this thing has no controllers. The only thing that can control it Yes, only my supernatural ability."

On the black electronic screen above, a string of red numbers is still slowly regressing.Looking at it, there is less than 1 minute left.

Osamu Dazai looked at the man expressionlessly, his eyes gradually turned dark.

"Either stop using your supernatural power," the man sneered disdainfully, "or the bomb will explode. This distance is enough for us to die together."

"Tsk." When he heard the second half of the sentence, Osamu Dazai shivered with a look of disgust, "This...uncle, you don't quite meet my standards for the object of love."

"I have to talk about some standards. I like the younger ones, the ones three years older than me are just right." Having said that, he squinted his eyes slightly, showing no intention of letting go.

"Well, to be more specific, I prefer brown hair."

"Click—" the sound of metal parts colliding.

The man seemed to have astonishing flexibility, and with an unbelievable movement, he reversed his hand and precisely placed the muzzle of the gun on Osamu Dazai's temple.

"I'm not interested in knowing your taste, brat." The man said slowly, and tapped Osamu Dazai on the head with the pistol threateningly.

He glanced down at the countdown on the bomb, and then said, "There is still one minute for you to think about it."

"I'm a person who cherishes life more."

"If you insist on not letting go, I will consider shooting your head off in the first three seconds before it explodes." Although this person maintained a calm posture, his eyes clearly shone with the light of victory.

"Hey." Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "Have you forgotten, uncle." He laughed and moved the gun in his hand that was originally on the man's waist to the position behind his head.

He lowered his voice: "Do you want to compare? Whose gun fires faster."

A stern but overly amazed smile gradually appeared on the face of the black-haired young man: "But if you shoot backhand, you're actually struggling to pull the trigger now, right?"

The man's always tense face twitched obviously, "I still have a bomb on me. If I die, it will also be detonated. You don't care about the—"

"Ah, I don't care." He interrupted the man's words, like a ghost whispering softly: "Of course I don't care. Life or death, in the final analysis, it doesn't make any difference."

"Please, Mr. Aida. When the bomb explodes later, you must take me away with you." This handsome black-haired young man clearly used a begging tone, but he couldn't feel the slightest hint of asking for help.

"Please, please help me with mercy, so that I can fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years." He smiled softly.

That laughter was clearly sweet, but it was inexplicably harsh, making one's heart tremble with fear.

Aida Masunari, one of the five cadres under the command of the former port mafia leader, uttered an obscenity in a low voice.

He glanced down at the countdown on the bomb, cold sweat slowly broke out from the corner of his forehead, and the corners of his mouth trembled and raised stiffly.

"what."

"You boy, you are really crazy." He took a deep breath, and another drop of sweat slipped from his forehead.

The confrontation between the two has not yet ended, but there was a roar in the warehouse——

"Tai Zai Zhi!" Gritting his teeth, another man shouted out almost word by word.

Osamu Dazai raised his head in amazement, his eyes, which were originally cloudy and chaotic, became clear in an instant.

Very rarely, the brown-haired man showed an extremely angry state at this time.His eyes were cracked and his eyes were burning with anger, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be red.

"Let me go—!" The voice was thunderous, echoing repeatedly in this huge space.

Dazai was slightly taken aback.

The palm he held tightly on the man's shoulder lost strength at that moment.

And this veteran cadre who took office in Hong Kong/Black immediately seized the opportunity to break away from Osamu Dazai and jumped to a position that could not be touched.

"You should be glad that I spared your life." Aida Zhencheng slowly stood up in a half-squat position, while still aiming at Osamu Dazai with his hand/gun raised.

The slender young man with a bulletproof vest shrugged his shoulders boredly, "Isn't it true that once people get older, they like to say some beautiful words without shame?"

"If you dared to kill me, you would have shot me, wouldn't you?" He smiled and mercilessly exposed the man's lie.

"Although it's not clear why you want to go back to Yokohama, you probably don't have any plans to openly confront any organization."

The local people with supernatural powers in Yokohama are nothing more than one of the organizations that belong to the "Three Moments Conception".

And this person is most likely alone at the moment, and the four people who went to the jewelry store with him to rob are all ordinary little people wandering in the society.

Aida Zhencheng has not left Yokohama at this time, but chooses to stay in the warehouse.

It can be seen that his purpose has not been achieved.

Therefore, Aida Zhencheng will never kill any people with supernatural powers before the goal is achieved, making himself a target of public criticism.

Just now this veteran cadre also said that he cherishes his life.When I first met, I was still struggling with "Which organization did Osamu Dazai come from?"

Every step can show that this person is a typical egoist.

If there is no benefit and no meaning, it will not be done.

"Although I really want to fight with you for a while." Aida Zhencheng shifted his gaze back to Sawada Tsunayoshi, who still had a flame in his hand, "But it's time for me to leave now."

The man stopped the countdown with the bomb strapped to his body, and instead quickly fired several shots into the air.

Several bullets flew in the air, presenting a dazzling line, and finally wandered towards the special police standing in different directions.

Sawada Tsunayoshi reacted immediately, and quickly lit the flames and flew towards the policemen very quickly.

I didn't expect this person to be able to control the bullets fired by other people.In this way, the policemen who came in together became a burden in the confrontation of different abilities.

He tried his best to hold the bullet before it hit the policeman, but he never thought that those metal objects would turn their heads together when they were about to touch their respective targets!

Then, without any warning, it flew towards the other three robbery accomplices who were already under the control of the special police.

Blood sprayed.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared wide-eyed, still maintaining the posture that just turned his head.

At that moment, he could feel a warm liquid splashing on his face.

"Go and check those prisoners!" He gave an order to the special police officers behind him, raised his hand to wipe away the scarlet cheeks, and then ran towards the direction Aida Zhencheng left.

The brown-haired young man ran quite fast, as if he was mobilizing all the muscles in his body.

Osamu Dazai watched as Sawada Tsunayoshi ran past him, driving a gust of bitter wind.

He stared at the other party with a complicated expression, and whispered: "Gang."

However, before he could even call out his name, the brown-haired man ran towards another built-in warehouse in front without looking back.

Too bad.

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face gradually disappeared.

The momentary smug speech seemed to make Tsunayoshi angry.Probably, the kind with serious consequences.

I always feel that after going back today, things will become quite bad.

He suddenly had an extremely strong premonition.

The man surnamed Aida had disappeared without a trace in the time spent chasing the three bullets.

Sawada Tsunayoshi pursued all the way forward, but another warehouse was full of various cargo boxes, and there was almost no place to set foot on the ground.

There is not even a window through which light can penetrate in this warehouse, and it is so dark that it is almost impossible to see anything.

He lit a flame in his palm, illuminating the airtight space, and then looked for the figure of that person.

After walking a few steps, he saw a figure sitting slumped on the ground.

It was too far away to see what it looked like.

However, judging from the outline, it seems that someone was tied to the ground by a rope.

There are other people in this warehouse?

Sawada Tsunayoshi hurriedly ran in that direction, and then he saw a familiar face.

The burly and tall man had his head bowed with bruises and blood all over his body.The not-so-long hair was mixed with the smell of rust, showing a state of being "picked up" and vertically in the same direction.

It can be seen that he was once grabbed by his hair and beaten.

"Mr. Sakurada?" The light of the fire shone on the weakly breathing man, and Tsunayoshi Sawada opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

When he heard a familiar voice, Sakurada Yu gasped weakly, and slowly raised his head.

"Sawada?" A hoarse voice that seemed to be mixed with blood overflowed from his throat.

"Your throat is hurt, try to speak as little as possible first, Mr. Sakurada." Tsunayoshi Sawada squatted down, gathering flames at his fingertips, burning the thick hemp rope on the opponent's body.

Isamu Sakurada showed a slightly surprised gaze, and raised his eyes to look at Tsunayoshi.He opened his lips and was about to speak, but he heard Gang Ji explain: "It's my supernatural power."

The rope wrapped seven or eight times around his arm was easily burned by the flames, and all of them fell to the ground.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't ask Sakurada Isamu why he was tied up here.

He had just learned from Dazai what kind of job Mr. Sakurada was doing before, and he had some ideas in his mind.And it was obvious that there were many connections between him and the Aida who had run away.

Maybe this Aida who had been "dead" for a long time returned to Yokohama just for Mr. Sakurada.

He slowly helped Isamu Sakurada up, and said softly: "I am working in Butei now, this is a commission to cooperate with the police."

To prevent Mr. Sakurada from hurting his throat by asking questions again, he chose to directly tell the other party why he appeared here.

"There is a car outside, we will take you directly to the hospital."

After taking Mr. Sakurada to the hospital for treatment, Tsunayoshi Sawada asked the doctor about his injury at the door.

The doctor said that at present, they are all skin trauma, and the patient's physical fitness is excellent, so there should be no major problems with internal organs and bones.

That's good, you can relax for a while.

"Then, Mr. Sakurada, I will visit you again when I have a chance." Tsunayoshi stood at the door and waved to Isamu Sakurada who was still being bandaged.

The expressionless man nodded and waved to him.

Tsunayoshi said goodbye to Mr. Sakurada, and just a few steps out of the treatment room, he saw a black-haired man following him with a flattering smile on his face.

The black-haired young man bouncing up to his ear, took a breath of hot air, and whispered: "Gang Ji-jun~"

Sawada Tsunayoshi straightened his face and pushed Dazai away.

"Hey, Tsunayoshi-kun, don't be angry~" The man leaned over again cheekily, ignoring the surprised eyes of passing patients and staff, and almost stuck his whole body on Sawada Tsunayoshi's body.

"Go away." The cold word came out of the mouth of the man exuding low pressure.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and instantly showed a pitiful look: "Don't be angry, Tsuna-kun. I really know I was wrong~"

It should have been the way that was always applicable and could be forgiven by this man.But this time it didn't work.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his hand to grab Dazai Osamu's arm, and shook him away viciously.

The force was so heavy that Osamu Dazai was smashed directly against the wall.

Seeing Osamu Dazai showing a pained expression for a moment, Tsunayoshi Sawada froze for a moment.

But soon, he changed back to that expressionless look.

"I said, go away." His tone was extremely indifferent.

The author has something to say: play it off, you deserve it :)

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The latest update time will probably be changed to evening, around nine o'clock in the evening.

Because I am still sick, I can’t code the update at [-] o’clock the next morning the day before, so.qwq