Special investigation report from Yokohama

"Did you tell me not to go to see her lightly?" There was such a reminder in the darkness.

"Oh, you are also the one who can say these things." The visitor replied nonchalantly, "You must be the first one, Niao Ming Wan."

The person hiding in the darkness turned on the light in the room, and the wounds and bloodstains on the visitor's body had nowhere to hide under the light.His white clothes had been completely dyed red, and his light blond hair was also stained with blood.Except for a few bone wounds on his body, his entire right arm was completely removed from the shoulder, and it was still dripping with blood at this moment.

Yingmaru withdrew his hand to turn on the light, and was accustomed to addressing his old colleague happily: "That's why I said these things..."

But if he said it, he wouldn't listen.Heian Dao has a deep understanding of each other's own way, and Yingmaru doesn't intend to waste any more saliva, and glances across Hikakiri's empty right arm: "Well, that's okay—can you still fight?"

As he said that, he turned around and planned to go back—the hot tea on the table was still calling him.

However, Hidekiri suddenly stretched out his left hand, trying to snatch the body knife from his waist like lightning.Yingwan quickly held down the knife with sharp eyes and hands, and brushed mustache's hand away from the handle of the knife rudely: "this is not the time to close hands, mustukiri."

"It doesn't matter to me." Mustache looked pointedly at the black scabbard on Yingwan's waist, "It is Yingmaru who has more heart but not enough strength."

Izuku didn't answer him.He sat back at the table, picked up the teapot, poured tea and drank it himself.Seeing that he was unwilling to respond, Mustache didn't force him to ask, but instead asked, "Did you go to see that person again today? That..."

He frowned slightly, as if recalling the name that had been mentioned once or twice by his colleagues.Umaru put down her teacup and sighed.

Hishikiri immediately understood that things had changed.He stood against the wall with a look of aroused interest.It is actually a bit creepy to see such a light in the eyes turned red due to the dark fall, but the two vibrating knives in this room have been dark for a long time, and no one will care about this.Yingmaru thought back on the scene she saw tonight, and felt that the current situation was not bad, so she took a sip of tea leisurely: "Well, she doesn't care about other people's evaluation and freely shows her likes and dislikes, her vision is still so admirable .”

Both meetings with Osamu Dazai were interrupted intentionally or unintentionally by the interrogator, and Lian Yingmaru didn't know what to say.However, it wouldn't be bad to see the God Judge more often.The time of human beings flies so fast, before she knows it, she can also comfort others in a decent way.

He thought again of the young human who had made a new contract with the red medicine.Young, but very wise and close to a demon.In the long life of the sword, Ying Wan has never seen a few similar characters. More importantly, Dazai Osamu did not trust Hong Yao at that time, and Ying Wan was of course worried that he would stay by the God Judge's side.

Like every father who is overprotective of his daughter, he met Osamu Dazai as an "enemy of red medicine".The young man was far smarter than he had imagined, the first time we met, he called out his identity: the disqualified Fu Sangshen.

"Were you going to bring him here then?" Mustache asked.It’s about the “deal” that he and Osamu Dazai used as an excuse – Umaru asked Osamu Dazai to take the red medicine to the designated place as a retrograde army, and in exchange, he could provide Osamu Dazai with all the information he urgently needed.

"Maybe." Yingmaru replied calmly, "Well, I just want to chat with him, I can do whatever I want."

When seeing that young man in the alley, Umaru didn't think about what to do.He has the spiritual power of Hongyao, since he is a friend recognized by Hongyao, Yingwan will not do anything to him.

But he also wants to make sure Osamu Dazai won't do anything to Koyao.So he excitedly proposed a plan: he asked Osamu Dazai to bring the red medicine to the park in the middle of the street at a certain time.

If Osamu Dazai agrees, at least the interrogator can be alerted to Osamu Dazai; if he refuses... then he will propose another cooperation to him.

He intends to use the mouth of Osamu Dazai to convey the plans of the retrograde army and the historical revisionists to the god judges. After that, maybe they will die in an ordinary extermination, or before that, they will completely lose their minds and become retrograde troops. a member ofBut it is impossible for Osamu Dazai to recognize that they once belonged to Hongyao. This dark fall, which is unexpected by everyone, will end in the last blow of the dark sword and turn into powder, which will never be known by the god judge.

This is the last thing the swords who are destined to be left behind by history can do for her.

But the appearance of red medicine broke all their plans.

Ending the memories, Umaru looked out the window.Before dawn, the sky was as black as a curtain over the windows.

"I'm not going with you." He said suddenly, "There are still things to do."

Mustache looked at him in surprise.Ying Wan didn't say anything, it just meant that she had made up her mind.

Yingmaru picked up the teapot, kindly poured a cup of hot tea for his seriously injured colleague, and invited him: "Well, let's have a last cup."

"Oh, oh, it would be great if there was wine." Mustache sat by the window, looking up at the dark night, "I used to drink with my brother at this time."

"Well, I think tea is good." Ying Wan raised the teapot and poured himself a cup.Neither of the two spoke again, and slowly drank the hot tea in the shallow porcelain cup one gulp at a time.

This stronghold has been exposed, and they must move immediately.Everyone has their own plans, and there may not be a time to gather again before Yibie dies today.

It is still possible to bid farewell to each other with tea instead of wine.

In the early morning, when Hong Yao came in a hurry with a sword, the house was already empty.For this ending, neither the god judge nor the swordsmen were surprised.

If someone knocks on the door in the middle of the night, even an inexperienced novice should know to move immediately.Rather than saying that they knew this and refused to let go of this clue, it is better to say that the god interrogator who entered the room automatically and the sword that deliberately waited for her to search before she had finished entering the room tacitly gave this group of people who had never met before. Colleagues a chance to avoid fighting again.

"It's been cleaned up here, and it may not be easy to find them." Da Prajna Changguang, who led the team, briefly inspected the scene and looked at Hong Yao: "Master?"

Hong Yao was staring at the water marks on the table in a daze.There are three circles, one big and two small. It can be seen that someone has had tea here.Hearing Dai Prajna's voice, she reacted dully for a moment before she came back to her senses: "Temporarily... no, keep tracking. Since Mori Ogai told me about them, it means that the port Mafia will not shelter them. They shouldn't be hiding too closely."

California Qingguang saw the distress of the God interrogator, and subconsciously excused the Dark Fallen Swords for her: "They were very restrained last night, there must be some hidden secrets that got mixed up with the Dark Fallen Swords. We still have a lot of things to do, You don't have to hunt them down..."

If he didn't know the master's character, California Qingguang would rather let Hong Yao report to give up the task, and use the excuse of avoiding suspicion to let any god-inspector handle it.The master has worked hard enough and is strong enough, and no one will say anything about being willful.Even if this task is not completed, the government will understand.

But in this way, this matter will definitely become a knot in the master's heart, right?California Qingguang thought a little dejectedly.However, even so, the master will be very sad if he forces the master to make up his mind to hunt down her own sword.

In particular, even though these swords betrayed the government's position, they still showed mercy to their masters...

"Dark fallen swords will lose their minds with the passage of time. It is not easy for Yingmaru and the others to stay awake for four years." Hong Yao sighed softly, "A completely dark fallen sword is no different from a retrograde army. Let them be like that... I can't let them be like that, Kiyomitsu."

California Qingguang was silent.

Darkness and the sword are unsolvable tragedies, and no one knows this.Thinking of the Dark Fallen Knife he had seen before, Kakashi Kiyomitsu wrinkled his nose.

It's really not cute, if he becomes like that, surely he would rather not appear by the master's side, right?

Surely he would rather... not appear by the master's side?Thinking of this, Qing Guang suddenly froze.Quite a few of the swordsmen who went out to inspect had confronted Dark Fallen Sword again, but the Dark Fallen Sword that was really bumped into by the God Judge... seems to be only the time of Obimaru and Yaken Toshiro.

They also... California Qingguang looked at the table. The water vapor evaporated quickly in summer, and now there were only a few faint round marks.

According to the time when the water vapor evaporated, the people in the house probably had just left when they came, and they had time to hide in the gradually bustling crowd to catch a glimpse of the owner.

These old knives are real.Even if he had never met, California Qingguang was secretly depressed because of this.

The Lion King scratched the back of his head, and said bluntly: "There is no way, even if you fall in the dark, the grandfathers still need to be taken care of."

"When we find them, let's go to the seaside and have a big meal together!" His youthful voice broke the dullness in the room, "Since we've come this far, of course we have to say goodbye."

California Qingguang blurted out in shock: "Eh? Are you serious?"

"Well, saying goodbye with a knife is worse than saying goodbye with wine. I agree with the Lion King's proposal." Da Prajna Changguang raised his hand and lightly put it on Hong Yao's shoulder, and bent down so that his eyes met her.The frivolity in those red phoenix eyes is restrained, and the smile is full of gentle care: "It's not suitable for me to be so serious... Anyway, if you have wine today, you will be drunk today, so go to the party happily?"

Having said that, until the Dark Fallen Swords are actually found, reuniting can only be a beautiful fantasy.After that, the Dark Fallen Knives disappeared without a trace as if they had left this world, replaced by the actions of the chief who frequently reached Hong Yao's ears.

Instead of attacking everywhere and indiscriminately killing and retaliating as Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi expected, he hibernated quietly, except for going out for seemingly aimless shopping every day, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, just like everyone who came here The same goes for foreigners who come to this international port.

Osamu Dazai made a judgment almost instantly: "He has accomplices, I'm afraid he is planning some big event, and it is very likely that he is targeting Miss Hongyao."

But even so, the Secret Service can't restrict his actions when he is not caught. In the concession, foreigners have such freedom.

And want to catch the current... After all, he is an old military officer who has experienced artillery fire experience, so how can he be caught by the tail so easily?

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