Chief Oda won't complain

"Oda is the leader, the confinement room where Q is sealed has arrived."

I collected my thoughts, put aside the past for a while, and turned my attention to the present.

It is said to be a seal, but in fact it is just a strict confinement, and no magical sealing ability or device has been used.In my opinion, that can be equated with a single room in a madhouse.

By connecting to the internal camera, it can be seen that the confinement room is a fairly spacious square white room. There are no sharp objects in it. Even the surface of the wall is covered with a special soft material, which is worn by a child about nine years old. The white straitjacket was sitting on the ground in a daze, and others could tighten the straps at any time to fix him up.

Ango and I stood side by side, watching the surveillance footage.

He introduced to me: "All these settings are to prevent q from being hurt. Because q's ability will be activated on those who hurt him. So q will look for every opportunity to hide dangerous objects such as blades on his body."

"What is the specific information about this ability?"

"It's called Brain Hell, and it curses those who hurt it.A handprint mark appears on the body of the cursed person. As long as the puppet held is destroyed, the curse will be activated, and the cursed person will immediately become insane and attack the surrounding people. "

I caught the key word: "Puppet?"

"The doll is locked in another safe box. Can't let Q hold it by himself?"

I understood: "So the key point is the puppet."

"Yes……"

"Then, give me the puppet and let me in." I pointed to the confinement room on the surveillance screen.

Ango showed a vigilant expression: "What are you going to do with the doll?"

"Of course it is returned to the child. Only with the puppet, the child will feel that he has something to rely on, and he can communicate with me in a relaxed manner. Otherwise, even if I walk straight in front of him, his eyes will not see me. Bar."

In fact, this is just a speculation, but I think there should be no mistakes.

Anwu stared at me fixedly, and sighed deeply after a while: "I actually wanted to be more surprised, but to be honest, I was wondering if you would do such a daring thing on the way here, but you still Really do it."

He said again: "I won't do anything unnecessary to stop you. After all, the leader's order cannot be disobeyed. But I hope you are very clear about the number of lives on Q's body, and why he can survive to this day."

According to the rules of the port mafia, the guy who killed all his colleagues should have been crushed long ago, but q was just imprisoned.

Of course, this is not some kind of preferential treatment for juvenile criminals, but because the supernatural power of the mind manipulation system is so terrifying that it has become a "strategic weapon", a hole card that will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

Mr. Sen is a rational person who values ​​the "optimal solution" very much. The reason why he does not give up q easily is not kindness, but a very cold balance of interests.

"Please be careful and pay attention to your own safety." An Wu reminded.

I nodded: "Don't tie him up with a belt. After I go in, you close the door, so that if I get cursed, I won't hurt others easily. When it really comes to the point where there is no other way, call Dazai here." Bar."

"Why don't you call Dazai-kun now?"

"Because I know I can do it well."

"So confident?"

"It's not self-confidence." I said seriously, "It's a necessary ability, so that you can be regarded as qualified to be the leader of... the port mafia."

An Wu nodded slightly: "Please."

I picked up the doll and walked into the confinement room, the door that opened a gap cautiously closed behind me.

The toddler in the room who was in a daze raised his face when he heard the movement, and looked towards me erratically. When he saw the puppet in my hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he didn't take any actual action.

I noticed two of his eyes, one with little stars inside and the other with little circles inside.

Children who are held so tightly should not have access to colored contact lenses.So that's the pattern that grows directly on the eye.

Does it have any meaning?

"Kusaku..." I chose a more intimate title instead of his code name. "Maybe you don't know yet, the leader of the port mafia has changed, and the current leader is me. I am Oda Sakunosuke, you can call me whatever you want."

I approached him slowly, bent down and stuffed the doll into his arms.

The puppet has many "injuries", but it has a big smiling face and an inspirational appearance with a disabled body and a strong will.

Since the doll belongs to Kusaku, he should be a child who doesn't hate laughter.

"I think Hisaku must like this doll very much. After it is damaged, it will be repaired again. Now I will return the doll to you. Take good care of it."

Kusaku hugged the doll, his movements were jerky and slow at first, as if he hadn't been able to accept the message, then he suddenly tightened his arms with all his strength, as if he wanted to rub the doll into his body.

His eyes are no longer dreamy and erratic, but stared wide, firmly locked on me, probably meaning doubts.

I understood the meaning of the question, and explained to Jiu Zuo: "They dare not return the doll to you, because they think your powers are harmful and you are uncontrollable. But I think, "Brain hell "It's actually a gentle ability. "

The doubt in Hisakusa's eyes grew even bigger, if that look really meant doubt.

I simply squatted down and looked at Hisaku at close range: "I thought it was a very restrained ability. I only counterattacked the person who hurt you. I also added restrictions on destroying dolls as an insurance method. In fact, it is quite controllable. Kusaku Hate being hurt, don't you? That's not a wrong feeling."

I tried to stretch out my hand and gently rubbed Hisaku's hair. He didn't choose to avoid it, nor did he show any dissatisfaction.

Kusaku's hair is half black and half white, but it feels the same on both sides. I guess Akutagawa's hair should be the same.

I withdrew my hand and said again: "That's it, I decided to return the doll to you, because I believe that Jiu Zuo has the ability to control himself."

I've racked my brains to say a whole lot so far.But Kusaku still had no intention of saying anything, and I couldn't help feeling bad because I couldn't think of anything new to say.

Is Kusaku aphasia?

But if he has aphasia, Ango will not fail to remind me when he is outside.

Then why not talk?

Is it cold?

Finally, Kusaku spoke, his voice was high-pitched and thin, and he couldn't tell the gender because he hadn't yet reached the voice change period, and the speed of his speech was also slow, as if he didn't speak often.

"Mr. Oda, is there something wrong with you?" he said.