Human tiger means that the tiger's needle does not poke
Chapter 41 The Bloody Wedding Ring
Time went back to the night when Gojo Satoru met Lehu.
"Yidizhi, are you feeling better?"
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wujo. I just inhaled a little poisonous powder, which is not particularly serious."
At this time, Ichiko is on the way to pick Gojo Satoru back to Juju High School. Gojo Satoru doesn't know why Dazai Osamu asked him to go to the police station together, but he has vaguely guessed a little clue.
The tall and slender man collapsed on the back seat of the car like a cartilage cat. He turned the phone in his hand and deleted all the redundant call messages in it.Without exception, they were all calls from the old guys at the top.
And he is very concerned about the whereabouts of Osamu Dazai, but Gojo Satoru is not stupid enough to tell them.He joked about Tai Chi as usual, and then hung up their good phone call without mercy.
In the end, I simply blocked it, and I didn't realize until now that the missed calls were about to explode.
There was danger hidden in Gojo Satoru's eyes. To be honest, he had always been skeptical why Osamu Dazai had to take Atsushi Nakajima away. Even if he was afraid of discord between him and Yuzu Yujin, there was no need to be so anxious.
Now he can basically be sure that Dazai Osamu has long discovered that the high-level executives in the magic circle have moved their minds about Atsushi Nakajima.
It would be a good way for him to come back from the dead with the knotweed tucked in Hisuhito, and it seems that Atsushi Nakajima is the same.
"A white tiger that can be brought back to life..."
The deep and pleasant voice echoed in the empty compartment, and Yiji Jieko, who was in the driver's seat, felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
Yidizhi: Can pia
"Yidizhi, do you need to change the seat? This one is too old, right?"
"Actually, it's not... ah! Mr. Wujo, please sit down, you're driving now, it's too dangerous!"
The extremely terrified Yidizhi Jiegao was almost out of his body. Just now Wujo Wu directly activated the magic power to lift the driver's seat into the air, and after a jolt, Yidizhi felt the extremely terrifying magic power floating. Almost gone.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, too much force."
Yidizhi Jiegao: This is a terrible strength!I'm almost wearing my head off!
The huge drop force quickly installed the separated car seat, and fixed the car seat with strong force.Gojo Satoru moved his fingers, but in the blink of an eye, there was a black sticky substance on his hand.
His six eyes were similar to thermal imaging cameras, and Gojo Satoru had discovered this bug since he felt the tiny electricity just now.
"Good night~"
With a seemingly gentle pinch of two fingers, the black bug was crushed into powder in his hand.
"Okay, it's time for another journey, Didi, the terminal has arrived."
After Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, he asked Yidichi Jiegao to put him down in the car.The evening wind blew his hair, and the man's slender and tall figure was particularly eye-catching on the road. He let out a long breath, and after that, bombs and explosions burst into flames.
At the same time, an explosion-like sound rang out from the other side at the same time.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Gojo Satoru is indeed a monster. Let's pray that he is okay at the top of the volcano. Hey, beautiful girl, what do you think you are going to do soon?"
17 and Zhenren, who had just gotten into the taxi, were chattering all the time. He paused the audio in his hand regretfully, and squeezed into his seat.
"You sit in the back, I'll drive, and then roll off in a while."
"Don't tell me what tricks you came up with to disgust me, real man, to be honest, I don't want to partner with you at all."
Shaking his hands, 17's eyes flickered, and his fingers touched the glass of the rear window up and down.He stared at the house he had just entered.
The person I was thinking about meeting was Yokokichi, right?
His body was broken, so fragile that several bones would be broken if he moved, and he would be burned even if he went to see the gentle moonlight.But he is still so hard to live.
Does he not hesitate to fail, betray, and bet everything on himself just for a single obsession?
one person?one thing?Or is there something else he wants to accomplish?
"It's really fascinating, Yokoyoshi-kun... so who is your paranoia born for? Is it the same as me?"
17 rested his chin, his eyes had a brilliance that he didn't know about.At that time, a person suddenly appeared in his mind, a person he remembered deeply.
The scene on the car window receded quickly, and the real person in the speeding taxi was steering the steering wheel recklessly, driving desperately on the road without people.
"It's really annoying to talk non-stop all day long."
"That's all because you are useless. The monkey you transformed into a real person has always made me look down on it. The time on the train, the time catalyzed by the youth academy... Is it so difficult to make you look like a human being? I really wonder if I overestimated your IQ."
The sneering young man was full of disgust, and he grabbed the real man's hair very hard, causing the real man to brake suddenly.
The tires rubbed against the ground loudly, and also made a piercing sound.Through the rearview mirror, 17 easily saw the killing intent in the real person's eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Who knows why you can't even imitate people with your inaction transformation? I've given you so many ID photos, how many of them can you conjure?"
After unlocking the car indifferently, 17 kicked the door with a smile and got out of the car.
He has been watching the super curse driving like a mentally retarded, and then friendly gave the real person a middle finger.
---
Atsushi Nakajima sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, watching Dazai Osamu with an uneasy expression as he turned the phone sideways and showed it to him.
"Mr. Dazai, I have wanted to ask for a long time, why did we withdraw from the High School of Magic? Although I have a little misunderstanding with Knotweed, but..."
The silent video material started to play at the same time as he spoke, Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes picked up a touch of coolness, and he stretched out a hand and tapped the screen.
On the screen was a surveillance video taken by Osamu Dazai from the police station.What is being played now is one car after another driving by.
"At eleven o'clock in the evening, that is, two hours ago, the police station received a call from the masses, saying that another male body was found..."
"Could it be that Tokyo Red Flower again?!"
Nakajima Atsushi is very sensitive to corpses now, and almost immediately thought of the commission they accepted.
Osamu Dazai shook his head and said: "No, the method of death is different. The deceased died of intracranial hypertension. The deceased was a taxi driver. However, after we obtained the autopsy, we obtained the record that the taxi was still driving. .”
"You mean someone killed the deceased and drove his taxi somewhere else?"
Osamu Dazai nodded but still frowned: "However, the strange thing is that after we chased this taxi with the traffic eye and arrived in the suburbs, there was no more news. There are different opinions from the police station. I think, The suspect is most likely..."
"Abandon the car! But Mr. Dazai, this is just an ordinary murder case, we also need to help..."
Atsushi Nakajima couldn't understand why Osamu Dazai suddenly mentioned this. Although he wanted to help bring the murderer to justice, he obviously didn't have enough energy right now.
"I remember you once said that you were attacked by a fish-shaped curse on the train on the way here? Then, everything is easy to say."
Osamu Dazai showed the photo of the deceased, the face of the person on it was distorted and swollen, and the whole face was approaching a strange cursed appearance.
The purple-gold pupils shrank, and Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized: "This is the person who created that curse last time?"
All of this is unimaginable, Osamu Dazai connected different events, and now it seems that a huge conspiracy is coming.
The chill penetrated into the internal organs, Nakajima Atsushi tugged at his clothes, and felt the fierce roaring white tiger roaring in his body.
"Who knows? Anyway, everything can be imagined by a smart brain, right?"
Osamu Dazai paused the video with a grin, and clicked on the message that Gojo Satoru sent him just now.Inside was an electronic wedding invitation with a photo attached.
The hands with tightly clasped fingers are wearing wedding rings, and the luster of diamonds can be seen through the photo.
The female hand is slightly raised, the wedding dress is half exposed, the male hand is holding the female hand reverently, and the cuffs of the black suit are neatly ironed.
"Dun Jun, do you want to go to the wedding? Two of your teachers have sent you invitations."
Atsushi Nakajima's breath was stagnant, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes. He remembered that Hisuhito had told him that Mr. Kikuchi and Mr. Fuyutsuki were getting married.
That's great, if you can go with Yuren, he will be very happy too, right?
But Atsushi Nakajima suddenly felt palpitations again, always feeling that something bad would happen suddenly at this juncture?
---
The real person smiled grimly and played with an ID photo in his hand, with the words "Atsushi Nakano" written on it impressively. He stared closely at the ID photo that Atsushi Nakajima lost at the beginning.
He said with great interest: "A supernatural being who has been resurrected from the dead, will your soul be any different?"
The evening wind blew his light blue hair, and Zhenren stood on the roof of the building, watching the courier deliver the beautifully packaged box to a high-end apartment not far away.
"Nakano? Or Nakaya? Who knows, anyway, there will be fun next time."
He flicked the ID photo recklessly, and then threw it into the Yokohama night.
This dark night brought joy to real people, but it brought disgust to Zhongye in the Central Plains.
The man who had just finished taking a bath had his crimson orange hair dripping with water, and his crystal blue eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.He put down the goblet containing the wine in his hand, and let the men in black outside the door walk in.
"what happened?"
"Mr. Nakaya, a courier sent this box over just now, saying that it was delivered by a man named Zhenren. We have already tested it with instruments, and there is no radioactive bomb in it. Please leave the rest You have seen it for yourself."
The subordinate bowed down respectfully, and placed the gift box in his hand, which was no bigger than a palm, on the table in front of Zhongye Zhongye.
No matter how much Zhongyuan searched in his mind, he couldn't find any clues about the "real person", so he lightly picked up the gift box and directly manipulated the gravity to take it apart.
And after the indoor crystal chandelier illuminated the inside of the gift box, Zhong Yuan's lazy expression immediately became dangerous.
There was a storm of bloodlust in his eyes, and he stared at the bloody box without blinking.
The two blood-stained ring fingers were long and short, and they were also wearing the same type of ring.
The author has something to say:
A real person is trying to die, so Zhongye will teach him to be a man!
Rubbing two cute little tigers, I will give you candy after the Shunping chapter is over, tap tap tap tap tap tap tap to tap...
The timeline here is a bit messy again, explain again
The taxi driver died around nine o'clock in the evening
17 and Masato met Kokichi after ten o'clock
The driver's body was found around eleven o'clock in the evening
Osamu Dazai asked Gojo Satoru to watch the video together at twelve o'clock in the evening
Wutiao Satoru and Hu Bao fought at about 12:30
It was almost one o'clock in the morning when I found that the taxi was still running
Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima discussed together at about two o'clock in the morning
Zhongyuan Zhong also received the real person’s scare at about 01:30 (Zhong is also very busy, okay, working until midnight is too dedicated)
Crab everyone see here!The story behind is still exciting!
"Yidizhi, are you feeling better?"
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wujo. I just inhaled a little poisonous powder, which is not particularly serious."
At this time, Ichiko is on the way to pick Gojo Satoru back to Juju High School. Gojo Satoru doesn't know why Dazai Osamu asked him to go to the police station together, but he has vaguely guessed a little clue.
The tall and slender man collapsed on the back seat of the car like a cartilage cat. He turned the phone in his hand and deleted all the redundant call messages in it.Without exception, they were all calls from the old guys at the top.
And he is very concerned about the whereabouts of Osamu Dazai, but Gojo Satoru is not stupid enough to tell them.He joked about Tai Chi as usual, and then hung up their good phone call without mercy.
In the end, I simply blocked it, and I didn't realize until now that the missed calls were about to explode.
There was danger hidden in Gojo Satoru's eyes. To be honest, he had always been skeptical why Osamu Dazai had to take Atsushi Nakajima away. Even if he was afraid of discord between him and Yuzu Yujin, there was no need to be so anxious.
Now he can basically be sure that Dazai Osamu has long discovered that the high-level executives in the magic circle have moved their minds about Atsushi Nakajima.
It would be a good way for him to come back from the dead with the knotweed tucked in Hisuhito, and it seems that Atsushi Nakajima is the same.
"A white tiger that can be brought back to life..."
The deep and pleasant voice echoed in the empty compartment, and Yiji Jieko, who was in the driver's seat, felt a chill down his spine for no reason.
Yidizhi: Can pia
"Yidizhi, do you need to change the seat? This one is too old, right?"
"Actually, it's not... ah! Mr. Wujo, please sit down, you're driving now, it's too dangerous!"
The extremely terrified Yidizhi Jiegao was almost out of his body. Just now Wujo Wu directly activated the magic power to lift the driver's seat into the air, and after a jolt, Yidizhi felt the extremely terrifying magic power floating. Almost gone.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, too much force."
Yidizhi Jiegao: This is a terrible strength!I'm almost wearing my head off!
The huge drop force quickly installed the separated car seat, and fixed the car seat with strong force.Gojo Satoru moved his fingers, but in the blink of an eye, there was a black sticky substance on his hand.
His six eyes were similar to thermal imaging cameras, and Gojo Satoru had discovered this bug since he felt the tiny electricity just now.
"Good night~"
With a seemingly gentle pinch of two fingers, the black bug was crushed into powder in his hand.
"Okay, it's time for another journey, Didi, the terminal has arrived."
After Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, he asked Yidichi Jiegao to put him down in the car.The evening wind blew his hair, and the man's slender and tall figure was particularly eye-catching on the road. He let out a long breath, and after that, bombs and explosions burst into flames.
At the same time, an explosion-like sound rang out from the other side at the same time.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Gojo Satoru is indeed a monster. Let's pray that he is okay at the top of the volcano. Hey, beautiful girl, what do you think you are going to do soon?"
17 and Zhenren, who had just gotten into the taxi, were chattering all the time. He paused the audio in his hand regretfully, and squeezed into his seat.
"You sit in the back, I'll drive, and then roll off in a while."
"Don't tell me what tricks you came up with to disgust me, real man, to be honest, I don't want to partner with you at all."
Shaking his hands, 17's eyes flickered, and his fingers touched the glass of the rear window up and down.He stared at the house he had just entered.
The person I was thinking about meeting was Yokokichi, right?
His body was broken, so fragile that several bones would be broken if he moved, and he would be burned even if he went to see the gentle moonlight.But he is still so hard to live.
Does he not hesitate to fail, betray, and bet everything on himself just for a single obsession?
one person?one thing?Or is there something else he wants to accomplish?
"It's really fascinating, Yokoyoshi-kun... so who is your paranoia born for? Is it the same as me?"
17 rested his chin, his eyes had a brilliance that he didn't know about.At that time, a person suddenly appeared in his mind, a person he remembered deeply.
The scene on the car window receded quickly, and the real person in the speeding taxi was steering the steering wheel recklessly, driving desperately on the road without people.
"It's really annoying to talk non-stop all day long."
"That's all because you are useless. The monkey you transformed into a real person has always made me look down on it. The time on the train, the time catalyzed by the youth academy... Is it so difficult to make you look like a human being? I really wonder if I overestimated your IQ."
The sneering young man was full of disgust, and he grabbed the real man's hair very hard, causing the real man to brake suddenly.
The tires rubbed against the ground loudly, and also made a piercing sound.Through the rearview mirror, 17 easily saw the killing intent in the real person's eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. Who knows why you can't even imitate people with your inaction transformation? I've given you so many ID photos, how many of them can you conjure?"
After unlocking the car indifferently, 17 kicked the door with a smile and got out of the car.
He has been watching the super curse driving like a mentally retarded, and then friendly gave the real person a middle finger.
---
Atsushi Nakajima sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, watching Dazai Osamu with an uneasy expression as he turned the phone sideways and showed it to him.
"Mr. Dazai, I have wanted to ask for a long time, why did we withdraw from the High School of Magic? Although I have a little misunderstanding with Knotweed, but..."
The silent video material started to play at the same time as he spoke, Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes picked up a touch of coolness, and he stretched out a hand and tapped the screen.
On the screen was a surveillance video taken by Osamu Dazai from the police station.What is being played now is one car after another driving by.
"At eleven o'clock in the evening, that is, two hours ago, the police station received a call from the masses, saying that another male body was found..."
"Could it be that Tokyo Red Flower again?!"
Nakajima Atsushi is very sensitive to corpses now, and almost immediately thought of the commission they accepted.
Osamu Dazai shook his head and said: "No, the method of death is different. The deceased died of intracranial hypertension. The deceased was a taxi driver. However, after we obtained the autopsy, we obtained the record that the taxi was still driving. .”
"You mean someone killed the deceased and drove his taxi somewhere else?"
Osamu Dazai nodded but still frowned: "However, the strange thing is that after we chased this taxi with the traffic eye and arrived in the suburbs, there was no more news. There are different opinions from the police station. I think, The suspect is most likely..."
"Abandon the car! But Mr. Dazai, this is just an ordinary murder case, we also need to help..."
Atsushi Nakajima couldn't understand why Osamu Dazai suddenly mentioned this. Although he wanted to help bring the murderer to justice, he obviously didn't have enough energy right now.
"I remember you once said that you were attacked by a fish-shaped curse on the train on the way here? Then, everything is easy to say."
Osamu Dazai showed the photo of the deceased, the face of the person on it was distorted and swollen, and the whole face was approaching a strange cursed appearance.
The purple-gold pupils shrank, and Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized: "This is the person who created that curse last time?"
All of this is unimaginable, Osamu Dazai connected different events, and now it seems that a huge conspiracy is coming.
The chill penetrated into the internal organs, Nakajima Atsushi tugged at his clothes, and felt the fierce roaring white tiger roaring in his body.
"Who knows? Anyway, everything can be imagined by a smart brain, right?"
Osamu Dazai paused the video with a grin, and clicked on the message that Gojo Satoru sent him just now.Inside was an electronic wedding invitation with a photo attached.
The hands with tightly clasped fingers are wearing wedding rings, and the luster of diamonds can be seen through the photo.
The female hand is slightly raised, the wedding dress is half exposed, the male hand is holding the female hand reverently, and the cuffs of the black suit are neatly ironed.
"Dun Jun, do you want to go to the wedding? Two of your teachers have sent you invitations."
Atsushi Nakajima's breath was stagnant, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes. He remembered that Hisuhito had told him that Mr. Kikuchi and Mr. Fuyutsuki were getting married.
That's great, if you can go with Yuren, he will be very happy too, right?
But Atsushi Nakajima suddenly felt palpitations again, always feeling that something bad would happen suddenly at this juncture?
---
The real person smiled grimly and played with an ID photo in his hand, with the words "Atsushi Nakano" written on it impressively. He stared closely at the ID photo that Atsushi Nakajima lost at the beginning.
He said with great interest: "A supernatural being who has been resurrected from the dead, will your soul be any different?"
The evening wind blew his light blue hair, and Zhenren stood on the roof of the building, watching the courier deliver the beautifully packaged box to a high-end apartment not far away.
"Nakano? Or Nakaya? Who knows, anyway, there will be fun next time."
He flicked the ID photo recklessly, and then threw it into the Yokohama night.
This dark night brought joy to real people, but it brought disgust to Zhongye in the Central Plains.
The man who had just finished taking a bath had his crimson orange hair dripping with water, and his crystal blue eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.He put down the goblet containing the wine in his hand, and let the men in black outside the door walk in.
"what happened?"
"Mr. Nakaya, a courier sent this box over just now, saying that it was delivered by a man named Zhenren. We have already tested it with instruments, and there is no radioactive bomb in it. Please leave the rest You have seen it for yourself."
The subordinate bowed down respectfully, and placed the gift box in his hand, which was no bigger than a palm, on the table in front of Zhongye Zhongye.
No matter how much Zhongyuan searched in his mind, he couldn't find any clues about the "real person", so he lightly picked up the gift box and directly manipulated the gravity to take it apart.
And after the indoor crystal chandelier illuminated the inside of the gift box, Zhong Yuan's lazy expression immediately became dangerous.
There was a storm of bloodlust in his eyes, and he stared at the bloody box without blinking.
The two blood-stained ring fingers were long and short, and they were also wearing the same type of ring.
The author has something to say:
A real person is trying to die, so Zhongye will teach him to be a man!
Rubbing two cute little tigers, I will give you candy after the Shunping chapter is over, tap tap tap tap tap tap tap to tap...
The timeline here is a bit messy again, explain again
The taxi driver died around nine o'clock in the evening
17 and Masato met Kokichi after ten o'clock
The driver's body was found around eleven o'clock in the evening
Osamu Dazai asked Gojo Satoru to watch the video together at twelve o'clock in the evening
Wutiao Satoru and Hu Bao fought at about 12:30
It was almost one o'clock in the morning when I found that the taxi was still running
Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima discussed together at about two o'clock in the morning
Zhongyuan Zhong also received the real person’s scare at about 01:30 (Zhong is also very busy, okay, working until midnight is too dedicated)
Crab everyone see here!The story behind is still exciting!
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