The inquisitor just wants to save his best friend

That day when Odasaku was at work, he was summoned by the leader.

Oda Tsukuru returned home after investigating what the leader told him after work. The children in the house had already fallen asleep. The judge stood by the window and felt the wind. After hearing the movement, he turned to him. Oda Tsukuru took a look. The children then walked up to him.

In order not to wake up the child, he said softly, "Do you want to go down for a walk?"

The judge turned his head to the side, raised his hand after a long silence.

Oda Sakuji would hold his hand and lead him out, carefully reminding him of the steps of the stairs, and when he reached the empty place below, the judge let go of his hand and stood still.

Oda Saku also withdrew his hand, and told the judge to buy two bottles of drinks from the self-service drink machine next to him after a while, and sent one of the bottles to the judge and asked, "Xingsuke and the others are sometimes very lively. Will it bother you?"

"No." The judge said, "You seem to be in a bad mood today."

"Is it obvious?" Oda Saku unscrewed the drink bottle and took a sip, "A friend is missing, and his position is more important. The leader hopes that I can find him and bring him back to the organization."

"I can't see it with my eyes, and the place in it will always be more sensitive." The examiner touched his eyes, and said as if he suddenly thought of something: "A low-level person, are you going to find it yourself?"

"Well, I'm a little worried about my friend."

The judge had some thoughts in his mind, but since he didn't know the specific situation, he thought about it and didn't say too much, just silently accompanied Oda for a briefing.

The next day after Oda Tsukuru left, the examiner sat by the bed leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Xingsuke and the others were playing not far from the room. A gust of wind blew in. The examiner opened his eyes and turned to the window. It was dark, but influenced by the power of his best friend, he didn't feel it when he was in Honmaru. After he got out of Honmaru, he found that he could occasionally distinguish the messages conveyed by the wind.

The breath of the wind told him that someone who smelled similar to Oda Saku was staring at him nearby.

From Odasaku's tone of voice and the children's occasional revelations, the examiner probably knew that the nature of his work was either black or gray, and Odasaku didn't hide much, so no matter where he is, people with weaknesses will always suffer. of.

The examiner turned his gaze to the room, and said to the few children playing with the little tiger, "You guys, do you want to learn Yin Yang art?"

"Huh? Think!" Xingsuke and the others were puzzled at first, then their eyes lit up and they said loudly.

Throwing down the toy, he ran towards the judge, forming a circle around the judge.

The judge pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he still didn't say anything, "Line in a line and stretch out your hands."

The god judge wrote the word "protection" on their hands one by one. The beginning and the end of the word shone with a little fluorescent light and sank into their bodies. pale.

"Can you see how this word is written?" He coughed and said.

Several children nodded repeatedly, "Yeah! I saw it." Xingsuke also touched the right hand where the writing was written with his left hand, trying to catch some fluorescent light.

"This is called guardianship. It is the first test to test whether you can become an onmyoji. When you can write such a guardianship, you will be qualified to become an onmyoji." There is no spiritual power in this world. If there is an onmyoji, It is probably also a civilian job, the judge lowered his eyes, and he did not feel guilty about cheating the child at all.

Several children sat on the ground and began to practice. Keji and Yu practiced on each other's hands, and Sakule even seriously drew on the little tiger who was playing with her.

Too much spiritual power was secretly drawn at one time, and the chain seemed to be aware of it. The wrist cuffs began to tighten gradually as if they were about to be inserted into the flesh for punishment. When they were halfway down, they were suddenly restrained by another force. progress, it flickered slightly and returned to normal size.

The judge touched the chain, and silently thanked his best friend in his heart.

On the other side, Sankaiyue looked down at the time-space locator to confirm the direction. Foxosuke stood on his shoulders. In the turbulent flow of time and space, Fu Sangshen and his party stood in the middle like Moses dividing the sea.

"We must find the Lord God Judge or leave the chaotic flow of time and space before the spiritual power given to me by the God Judge is exhausted, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous." Foxosuke said.

The five tigers retreated and closed their eyes and called out to his companion tigers in their hearts. The tigers who were playing suddenly groaned. They got up and made a fuss.

The inquisitor, who didn't feel any dangerous aura around him, closed his eyes and sank into the chain to communicate with the power left by his best friend.

Wuhu Tui opened his eyes, tugged Yiqi Yizheng's sleeves, pointed in a direction and said, "Brother Yiqi, the tiger pointed me to this side."

In the first phase, Yizheng looked at Sanriyue, and Sanriyue looked at the direction shown by the space-time positioning a little slower than the five tigers, which was consistent with what the five tigers were pointing at. Please leave."

Wu Hutui nodded seriously.

after a few days.

Downstairs, Osamu Dazai was drinking water straight from the spicy curry rice he ordered.

"Okay, it's so spicy, boss, does this have lava as a hidden seasoning?" Osamu Dazai said.

The boss smiled and stirred the soup in the pot, "Few people can bear this level of spiciness, but Odasaku likes it very much."

After Odasaku came down from upstairs, he saw Osamu Dazai and walked into the shop.

When the boss saw him, he asked, "How about the kid and the boy?"

"It's still the same." Oda Saku said and sat down next to Osamu Dazai.

"Is it the child who lost his parents during the Longtou War and the boy you picked up that night? Odasaku, you are such a strange person." Osamu Dazai said.

"It's not as good as you." Odasaku retorted.

"What did you find out about Ango?" Oda Saku asked.

"The one who kidnapped Ango was a supernatural organization from Europe called Mimic. As far as we know about Ango, the password of the weapon store was indeed leaked by Ango." Osamu Dazai looked at him and said.

Oda was taken aback, "You mean, Ango betrayed the organization?"

"If you put it that way, everything makes sense." Osamu Dazai replied.

There was a silence for a while, Oda Saku went to continue investigating Ango's matter, Dazai Osamu checked out and walked out of the store, turned his head to look at the stairs leading upstairs, closed his eyes and left directly.

On the top floor of the port organization, the curtains in the room were drawn tightly and lit by candlelight.

Mori Ogai sat at his desk, crossed his fingers and pressed his chin, looking at the personal file in front of him that said Oda Work, and Alice was painting her watercolors on the ground next to him.

"It's a pity that those who are capable but don't use them are useless to the organization." Mori Ogai said and swept the personal file into the trash can next to him.

"But it's not bad."

Alice next to her turned her back to Mori Ogai and said, "Rintaro is a big villain."

"Hey, it's really sad to say that, Alice." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

In the accounting office, I read Odasaku's previous records of Ango Sakaguchi and began to think about the possibility of being transferred here. Clerics should be able to be lazy, and his novel has only just begun.Or you can also take a part-time job, after all, the number of people to support is gradually increasing.

No matter where they are, the wages of low-level personnel are not much, which is probably the tragedy of social animals.

While flipping through the records, I was thinking, and my thoughts were interrupted by a phone call from Osamu Dazai. After I rescued Ango, I found that Oda Tsukuru fell to the ground after being tricked.

The god judge opened his eyes the moment Oda was poisoned, he raised his hand and wrote "Yin" and said: "Go and bring Oda back."

One of the tigers got up and jumped, the word got into its body, it gradually grew bigger, jumped out of the window and flew to a certain location.

When he found Odasaku following the smell, Odasaku was poisoned and passed out on the ground. The tiger lowered his head and held him in his mouth and flew away.

Osamu Dazai, who was one step late, looked at the burning castle and laughed with interest, "Interesting." Turning a blind eye to the tiger and Oda Tsukuru on his head, the tiger took Oda Tsukuru back to the god judge.

The judge lightly touched Odasaku's forehead with his fingertips, feeling the poisoned state of Odasaku's body, and pursed his lips.

The little tiger, which was gradually getting smaller, went out for a trip and got refreshed, and rubbed against the god judge next to him. The god judge used spiritual power to clear the poisoned state from Oda Zuku's body, and muttered to himself: "I feel that I am at a loss. gone."

He originally planned to use the stored spiritual power as eyes when he left here, but now that he spends it every two days, when will he leave here to find Rage God.

Odasaku opened his eyes and found himself a little surprised at home, looked around and turned his gaze to the boy sitting by the window.

Under the moonlight, the chains gave off a unique cold metallic light. With his eyes closed, his pale skin and bloodless lips exuded an aura of declining life, like a richly colored oil painting fading away. black and white.

Odasaku said in a panic: "That..."

The judge opened his eyes and turned to look at him.

"Why am I here, did you save me?" Oda said.

"I think the content of your job doesn't quite fit what you call a low-level job." The examiner replied.

Oda Saku got up from the cold ground, "In the organization, no matter how high or low the position is, there are dangers, so I hope to leave the organization one day. In this case, Kosuke and the others should be safe."

"Then what are you going to do when you leave the organization?" the interrogator asked him.

Odasaku found a thin blanket and covered the boy. "Probably became a novelist. I read this book a long time ago and was very shocked."

The judge let him move, lowered his eyes and said, "Is there a day when people who are black people will be cleansed?"

"Ah, I did a lot of wrong things in the past and killed a lot of people, but now I'm atoning for my sins. People, there is always hope in life." Oda said.

"is it?"