Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

"If he can't wake up, Brother Xingren can take care of him as a puppet for a while."

Of course, Ayatsuji Xingren chose to obey his own will and turned the bulge into a part of his showcase.

He gently picked up the sleeping puppet by the waist. The person who obviously looked taller than himself was light and light in his arms, as if even the bones had been hollowed out, almost weightless.

Ayatsuji pedestrians couldn't help frowning as the protruding bones clung to their arms.

The man was so thin that only his bones and skin remained.

Too thin, if this person wakes up anytime, he has to be fattened up.

Ayatsuji pedestrians sometimes stay in the office, so there are all kinds of facilities here.

He carried the bloated figure to the bathroom, tore off his tattered dress, adjusted the water temperature and put the stripped man into the bathtub.

The skinny figure is not very good-looking, but at least it is no longer haggard.The reversal technique not only healed his physical damage, but also repaired his nearly collapsed cells.The shriveled and slack body has become shiny and firm, although it is still thin, but it does not want to reveal the deathly ashes like before.The newborn skin was extremely soft and smooth, no matter how careful Ayatsuji Koichi was in taking a bath for him, it would inevitably leave some ambiguous red marks on it.

The dried blood was blurred by the warm water, dyeing it a light pink.

The bulging phase no longer belongs to the curse spirit completely. He has a part of a human being. This part gives him a substantial body, allowing him to appear in front of ordinary people, and at the same time makes him more vulnerable than the real curse spirit.

Ayatsuji pedestrians fished the bulging phase out of the water, rinsed him from head to toe with clean water, washed away the blood on his body, wrapped him in a blanket and placed him on the wicker chair again.

The original clothes have been put into the trash can, and his own clothes can no longer be worn by this person, so Ayatsuji pedestrian who has a homemade doll and can sew doll clothes has played his specialty...

Made another set of... dresses for the bulging children.

That's right, dresses.Ayatsuji Kotohito made a dress that was made of a different material but almost identical in appearance to the one that Takao was originally wearing.

It's just that the fabric he used looks more elegant and textured.

After changing his clothes, Ayatsuji pedestrians put him in a glass box that he didn't know where he came from.

Ayatsuji Xingren is very satisfied, and the swelling figure is undoubtedly the most perfect collection among his many dolls.

So what he didn't expect was that Zhang Xiang woke up so early.

……

Today, 7:32pm.

Gojo Satoru and Nakahara Nakaya once again went to the underground laboratory where the bulge was brought back.

This time, it was Frankenstein who told them to go.

Chuya received a call from Frankenstein early in the morning, saying that he had found something new and asked them to go to the underground laboratory.

Originally Gojo Satoru and Nakaya went to the Kyoto Conjuration High School to save people together today, but since progress has been made here, they are not in a hurry.

After all, the time for trial of Knotweed Yuren is tomorrow.

They still have time to learn the truth.Because it is only two or three hours away from Yokohama to Kyoto.

Since they are going to try Knotweed Hisohito, before the trial, Knotweed Itsuki Hisohito is very safe.

However, there may be some physical pain.

Well, it doesn't matter, you have to sharpen your will to show off your youth.

A certain reliable people's teacher thought so.

So when Gojo Satoru and Zhongya came to the underground laboratory, it was completely new.

The roof and walls are intact as before, without any trace of repairs, they are so clean and tidy to the point of hygienic obsession, it can't be seen that this place is like a pile of ruins yesterday.

Frankstein was debugging electronic equipment in the laboratory when Gojo Satoru and Nakaya entered.The slender fingers in snow-white cotton gloves tapped on the keyboard like flying fingers. The man who was too focused didn't care about their entry at all, and he didn't look up until the two walked in.

"Are you here?" Frankenstein took his hand off the keyboard of the computer.

"Is there any progress? Dr. Frank." Chuya asked.

"Of course I did, how could I miss it?" The blond man smiled slightly, "The military police saw me and they took the initiative to explain what I wanted to know."

Because they were too proactive, I was really taken aback.

"Go and see." Gojo Satoru followed Frankstein with his arm around Chuya's shoulder.

Frankenstein led them to the door of an empty laboratory, sensing someone's automatic door slowly opening, Gojo Satoru saw the scene inside the laboratory.

Seven or eight men were naked to the waist and tied side by side to chairs with iron chains. Their eyes were covered with black cloths, and their mouths were stuffed with white cloths so that they could not speak at all.

That's right, they are the kind of military police who fainted yesterday.

It seemed that they heard Tokyo outside the door. Several people first listened carefully to distinguish life, and then suddenly struggled when they realized that there was an unfamiliar voice.

The white cloth stuffed in their mouths was too deep, and they couldn't spit it out at all, they could only let out a sharp cry for help from their throats.

Frankenstein coughed lightly, and several people seemed to be paused, the roaring stopped abruptly, and the struggling movements also stopped.

One of them even blushed because of the sudden stagnation of breathing, but he still didn't dare to make an unnecessary movement.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows upon seeing this.

He does make me a little curious about what Frankenstein did to them to make them so terrified.

However, Zhong Ye is already used to this situation.

Because for so many years, whenever Mafia in the port has prisoners who are so stubborn that even Hongye can't deal with them, they will be handed over to Frankstein.

And the man has never missed a hand, no matter how hard the bone is, he can break it and make it soft, and even hearing his name can't help being afraid.

Frankenstein walked over and took the white cloth from the mouth of one of the military police.

"It's up to you to tell Wujo-kun everything you know, exactly the same as what you told me before."

Frankenstein had a gentle smile and gentle movements, but the military policeman froze all over in an instant. He was so frightened that his scalp went numb, and it took him a while before he opened his mouth tremblingly.

"This...here is specially..."

"Wait."

Gojo Satoru interrupted the military policeman, "You can't finish talking like this for a while, I guess you have answered it."

How long do you have to talk in such a stuttering manner?

Frankenstein shrugged nonchalantly.

"Is the experiment here intended to fuse humans and curse spirits together?"

"...Yes." The military police nodded.

"Who are the experimental subjects here to accept the experiment?"

"Only...only the bloated face...there were quite a lot of people before...then...then, they all died."

Wutiaowu: "..."