Death I have hundreds of millions of believers

Chapter 120 Inquiry and Self-Defense

"Sometimes I really feel that I have an indissoluble bond with the interrogation room."

Cang Jie leaned against the wall, raised his head, and looked up at the moon outside the iron window at a 45-degree angle.

Suddenly there was a gurgling sound, the beautiful boy rubbed his stomach, and suddenly felt nostalgic for the greasy pork chop rice in the detention room in this world.

After driving for a day, he only ate a few seaweed rice balls at noon, and he had already digested them by now. His stomach was as hungry as a squeezy toy chicken, screaming from time to time.

Turning his head to look at the boy with glasses sitting cross-legged, Sosuke asked in surprise, "Hey, Kamikaze, aren't you hungry?"

The boy looked away, "I'm used to it."

Habit! ?Aosuke suddenly felt like he wanted to run away. What the hell is a habit?Are the Guarding Thirteen Teams so poor that they don't care about food?
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anxiety caused by hunger, "Then according to your Sei Ling Ting's rules, can they bring us food tonight?"

Kamikaze raised his hand and pushed up his glasses. He nodded first, then stared at Sosuke with a serious face. It wasn't until a smile appeared on the corner of the beautiful boy's lips that he slowly spoke.

"There will be no food."

Uh... Cang Jie stared at him blankly for a long time before suddenly shouting: "Why are you nodding your head when you don't have food! You did it on purpose! I thought it would be delivered soon!"

He glared hard at the snickering boy with glasses. He leaned against the wall and slumped on the ground helplessly.

"Even if there is no food, they still need to make a record. They can't leave us alone all night!"

"Of course the old man can't ignore it!"

The sudden thick voice startled Sosuke, he quickly got up, and looked in surprise at the nearly three-meter-high, wall-like captain of the Seventh Division—Komamura Zuozhen outside the door.

Of course, there is also the middle-aged man next to him with a mustache and sunglasses at night.

Looking at the entire Gotei [-], the only person with such a quirk is the deputy captain of the [-]th Division, Kiba Tetsuaemon.

By the way, this man is also a talent. After the millennium bloody battle, he replaced Komamura, who degenerated into a wolf due to his humanization technique, and became the captain of the Seventh Division.

At the same time, he is also the president of the most tragic and statusless organization in the history of the soul world, the Male Death Association...

Opening the door, the shooter first brought a chair in, and then Komamura bent over and got in and sat on the chair.

There's no way this detention room is too short, if he doesn't sit, he can only squat...

"Tell me, who are you? What is your relationship with those dead men, and why did you kill the innocent mother and child in such a cruel way!"

The boy with glasses hurriedly said: "I am..." But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted roughly by the big dog.

"Shut up! This old man recognizes you, Katsuragi Kamikaze, the eighth seat of the Thirteenth Division. But the old man is asking him now, not you!"

With a wry smile on the corner of Cang Jie's mouth, he reached out and took out a booklet, and handed it over.

Komamura took the booklet and opened it for a look, his eyebrows hidden behind the mask suddenly frowned.

"Are you the new agent of Death? Is the former Daogei Daomaster Kitahara Masaki your father?" Apparently he had heard of this before.

"Well, the head of the Beijing Orchestra gave me permission to join the Central Academy of Spiritual Arts as a transfer student." Cang Jie nodded slightly, and he didn't say much about his father.

"Then those dead men are..."

Cang Jie didn't answer directly, but played Tai Chi, "I don't know which faction they are, but I can probably guess it. I think you should have an idea in your heart."

Komamura looked at this handsome young man in surprise, despite his young age, he has a lot of eyes.Don't talk nonsense if you know you are not sure, otherwise I will ask him for evidence, and he will not be able to produce it.

Even if he is not good at gossip, he has heard about the bullshit of the Xiadalu family and the Beiyuan family.

After all, in the past few years, that woman has made such a big fuss that she was just short of leading someone into the squadron of the Guarding Thirteenth Team in broad daylight.

In essence, the Kitahara Dark Guard is that Kitahara Makoto poached the corner of the Gotei 46th Team. When he was alive, he was reprimanded by Captain Yamamoto and restricted by Room [-] at most.

Simply put, it is the same as the legal underworld in Japan, as long as it is controllable, it is allowed to exist.

But now that he is dead, and the family has no heirs to inherit, then if these hidden guards still meet in secret from time to time, they can't blame the Thirteenth Guarding Team or the noble council for abandoning them to a certain extent.

After all, without being the masters, they have become uncontrollable.

Moreover, Seireitei is a place that emphasizes the privileges of nobles. Saya Setsuki is also a member of the noble council, so it is natural to pursue them to avenge them.

Of course, neither Captain Yamamoto, Room 46, nor the Council of Nobles would admit these matters that could not be brought to the table.

Cang Jie saw the big dog lost in thought, rolled his eyes, and suddenly asked: "The bald man who reported the crime, hasn't he come?"

"Huh? How do you know? Do you have other accomplices!?" Komamura raised his tone abruptly.

"Haha, if you really want to know, serve us two servings of eel rice. I'm so hungry, I can't remember many things~"

As he spoke, he patted his flat stomach, and suddenly there was a gurgling sound.

Big Dog's body visibly trembled. Since he took over as the captain of Team Seven, no one has ever dared to talk to him like that.

I'm the captain, not the cook, so where can I catch eels for you this late at night!
But he thought of this kid's special identity, and waved helplessly at the shooting range, signaling him to get it done.

An hour later, "Hi! I'm so full~" Cangsuke put down his rice bowl, picked up a bowl of miso soup next to him, and went shopping with a gurgle.

The big dog felt the tails of his eyes twitching non-stop, "Okay, let's say that Takeo Saeki has gone?"

Is that his name? It sounds strangely familiar...

Cang Jie murmured in a low voice, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I don't know where he is..."

"Boy, are you kidding me!" The big dog stood up instantly, and powerful spiritual pressure was about to explode from his body.

"Captain calm down, I don't think this kid will fool you foolishly." Unexpectedly, the shooting field actually helped Cang Jie.

The big dog was taken aback for a moment, then he glanced at his vice-captain meaningfully, and took the spiritual pressure back.

Aosuke let out a sigh of relief and swore in his heart that he would never joke with the big dog again. He almost killed himself just now.

"Because he is the real murderer, so he dare not confront us at all."

"At that time, as soon as we entered the door, we smelled the smell of blood coming down from the second floor, and when I asked him why he had this smell, he actually said that a dog bit him and was killed by him!"

"What! He said he killed a dog!" Komamura stood up suddenly, and the bucket-like hood hit the ceiling hard with a thud.

He still clearly remembered the hateful eyes of the black dog. He had already told him that the murderer had been caught, so why did he insist on revenge?

Aosuke also guessed that Komamura was suspicious of the bald head. Otherwise, why would he stay up all night and come to ask him?

Big Dog let out a heavy breath, "I will notify Captain Ukitake to pick you up, but you must not leave Seireitei. When I find Takeo Saiki, I will bring you back to confront me."

(End of this chapter)