Goujin has something to say

The medical room of the Vengley General Base.

Different from the simple and unadorned medical room that Fukagawa Kirei had been to, it was full of high-tech instruments, and the medical researchers in white coats walked in a hurry, never idle for a moment.

Some of the wounded members of Pengel were lying on the well-arranged hospital beds, and the war on the rival families had only just started at this moment.

Shamar, who was standing in front of a certain operating desk, took the document handed over by the assistant next to him. He opened it and scanned it briefly, as if he had seen something extraordinary, and then read it again from beginning to end. .

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was standing in front of him, was waiting for the result, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Shamar gritted his teeth, closed the document in his hand, and handed it to Tsunayoshi Sawada. His eyes fell on the instrument table next to him, and his usual carefree expression changed.

Peng Gelie's Judaimu opened the blood test report calmly. He looked at the test report in his hand, and his expression gradually became a little dignified.

"Even the power of the flames is slightly cool." Seeing him finish reading, Shamar clicked lightly: "The leader of the port mafia raises Gu, how could human blood contain these things."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't answer, he focused his attention on a certain line in the middle, the simple line of writing written in print made him very concerned no matter what.

Shamar took a look and knew why Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated: "Don't doubt it. There are indeed various forces mixed in her body, and the results from the blood analysis alone are not good. This kind of rescue, alone I can't do it in the short term."

Sawada Tsunayoshi frowned, he temporarily closed the document in his hand: "Is there anyone born with such a condition?"

Shamar looked at the young Vongola Judai with an expression of "what are you talking about". To be honest, as a part-time doctor killer, although Shamar was physically disgusted, he didn't look like the person in front of him. How shocked he was by the test results like Judaime.

"If these things are innate, no matter what you say, they won't appear so brightly in the blood for people to analyze, Judaime." He straightened his white coat and continued: "That little girl and That guy from Liudao Mukuro is a bit similar, but how to put it... Forget it, it’s hard to say who is lucky.”

"You mean..." Sawada Tsunayoshi's brows furrowed even deeper, and he subconsciously exerted a little more force on his hand: "Human experiment?"

Shamar shrugged, acquiescing.What did the doctor think of? Tsunayoshi Sawada said the reason when he asked him to help. He wanted to check the health of Fukagawa Kirei.

"There are a lot of powers in her body that don't belong to her, which are difficult to integrate. You said that the bazooka didn't send her from the future after ten years. Maybe death has something to do with it."

"However, after human experiments, human beings will have a shorter life span than ordinary people."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became quiet.

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly didn't know how to tell Fukagawa Kirei the truth about this matter, she never told the slightest about the human experiment, as if such a thing did not exist in the trajectory of life.

Vongola's judaimu is still in doubt, he has no way to determine from the one-sided rhetoric in the report that Fukagawa Kirei has indeed experienced these things.

—even though the little girl didn't care much about death.

Shamar raised his hand and patted Tsunayoshi Sawada on the shoulder. Pengelie Judai thanked him, glanced at the time on his watch, and walked out of the medical room with the document.

Even after walking in the world of the mafia for so long, Shamar still feels that the human laboratory is very cruel and bloody.

The little girl brought by Peng Gelie's tenth generation for examination looks very lively, but the mix of various forces in her body means that she has experienced unknown forces being injected into her body bit by bit when she was young, and the blood was constantly changing.

Being able to survive is a very lucky thing.

The doctor suddenly touched his pocket, his throat was a little itchy, he felt like he wanted to smoke a little.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had already gone out, turned back and said, "If I ask Dr. Shamar to study the treatment method, how long will it take?"

"It needs a big change of blood, and we need to find the source of her internal and external strength." Shamar frowned, and he deduced the time in his heart: "Rare cases may not be successfully treated in two or three years."

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, and he closed the door again.

Fukagawa Kirei and Inumaki were recalled by Tsunayoshi Sawada after a week of travel. The latter had to go back to Japan one step ahead of Fukagawa Kirei because of the conjurer's reasons. The former was temporarily due to the medical examination report. stayed in Italy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi has confirmed that he will cooperate with the port mafia. Italy's leading organization is not stingy in terms of weapons.

Sawada Tsunayoshi asked Fukagawa Kirei about the human experiments.

Fukagawa Kirei was at a loss: "I'm not sure? I don't have that impression."

Knowing the same, Takeshi Yamamoto, who had no mission to stay in Pengo Lie for the time being, signaled Fukagawa Kirei to roll up his cuffs a bit.

Fukagawa Kirei obeyed obediently.

Takeshi Yamamoto and Tsunayoshi Sawada saw the scars on her forearm after the needle holes were pierced.One was pierced a week ago, and the color is relatively clear. If it weren't for the slight color difference from the fair skin, the rest would not be clear at all.

The tenth generation of Pengelie asked warmly: "Do you still remember their origin?"

Fukagawa Kirei put down his cuffs and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's okay." The girl didn't care. "I know about power, and I will be more careful when using it. Judaime and Mr. Yamamoto don't have to worry about me!"

"And..." She stayed here for a while, and wanted to go back to Japan: "I want to go home."

Of course, Tsunayoshi Sawada would not force her to stay in Pengo Lie. He has been collecting blood for the past few days to separate the rest of the power in her body for Shamar's research.Vongola Judai didn't have the slightest bit of malice, Fukagawa Kirei was of course very cooperative.

While Sawada Tsunayoshi was chatting with her, Fukagawa Kirei received a video call that he hadn't called for a long time.

[Mori Ogai] was displayed on the screen, but when connected, it turned out to be a familiar black-haired boy with bandages.

"Oh." Osamu Dazai seemed a little surprised when he received the call: "It seems that I accidentally installed the wrong phone card."

Behind the black-haired boy was a huge warehouse, and there was a continuous stream of gunshots. He turned his head and glanced at the rear, and walked a few steps forward to leave the central area of ​​the battle.

Sawada Tsunayoshi recognized his identity. During the leading war in Yokohama, the boy on the other end of the video was not as docile and harmless as he appeared on the outside—otherwise he would not be a candidate for the five major cadres.

Fukagawa Kirei: "You secretly copied Mr. Mori's calling card!"

After all, Fukagawa Kirei rejected all calls during the few days when he was traveling with the dog Makiji, and he was an isolated human being with peace of mind.

The black-haired boy sticks out his tongue. This action is exactly the same as what Fukagawa Kirei sometimes does when he is guilty or coquettish. Sawada Tsunayoshi, who is well versed in human affairs, can understand that Fukagawa Kirei and his The relationship is very close.

Sawada Tsunayoshi asked Fukagawa Kirei: "Can I have a word with him?"

Fukagawa Kirei was a little puzzled, but she blinked and handed the phone to Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows when he saw Fukagawa Kirei obediently obeying through the camera, but he didn't show anything strange, and said to Sawada Tsunayoshi, "Would Vongola Judaime want to talk to me? I'm really flattered, please say~"

Sawada Tsunayoshi simply asked a few words about the time when he and Fukagawa Kirei met, and asked about her health from the point of time.

Osamu Dazai knew what he was probing for. This port mafia reserve cadre who had invaded the database of the previous leader and destroyed the relevant information by the way, had eyes hidden in every sentence, and Tsunayoshi Sawada was unable to ask anything.

Fukagawa Kirei interrupted: "It's Judaime like this, asking Dazai would be better than asking Mori-san."

She lowered her voice and whispered, "Sometimes he is darker than Mr. Sen."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Osamu Dazai: "Kirei-chan, I can hear you."

Fukagawa Kirei said "Oh!", and confidently fooled himself about speaking ill of him.

"When will you come back?"

"The flight in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Sawada Tsunayoshi watched as Fukagawa Kirei casually talked about some topics and hung up the communication, the expression on the girl's face turned cold.

"I think he knows a lot of things." Fukagawa Kirei said softly, "But Dazai won't say it."

—I know him better than anyone else.

On the other hand, Japan.

Osamu Dazai threw the phone card into the burning fire next to him: "Has Peng Lie already known something... Forget it, it's time to come back."

……

Fukagawa Kirei returned home without notifying Komakito. She rushed to meet the port mafia first. While doing business at Mori Ogai's place, she saw the five buildings whose prototypes had been built, and let out a sigh of inexplicable meaning.

Harmful gases such as formaldehyde can affect human development.Using this as an excuse, Fukagawa Kirei applied that he could move out of the port mafia, and come back to do it when he has a task.

Mori Ogai was in a good mood, his nerves were not so tense recently, he dealt with Fukagawa Kirei's salary for a while, and agreed to her request to move out.

——Or did it behind Ozaki Koyo's back.

According to people familiar with the situation, Chuya Nakahara was in the bar. As one of his few friends, Fukagawa Kirei felt that he was going to share the good news and brought him a souvenir by the way.

She rejected her subordinate's offer of "giving you a ride", took a small wooden sculpture bought in Cinque Terre, and walked towards the bar that Zhongyuanzhong also liked to hang out in.

The girl was standing at the intersection waiting for the traffic light to turn, when someone bumped her shoulder suddenly.

There was a suture mark on the forehead of the person who bumped into her, the girl frowned, and the man turned his head and said sorry, with kindness in his eyes.

Fukagawa Kirei turned around and looked at the back of the person who bumped into him for a long time.Just as she was about to raise her hand to touch the corner of her eye, someone behind her called her name.

Fukagawa Kirei's movements paused, he turned his head in response, and then turned back again, the strange monk-robed man who made her feel a little uncomfortable had disappeared in the crowd.