I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

Lin Qiye glanced at the corpses and pools of blood around him, pointed to the warehouse door, "Let's go, let's go out and talk."

Yurina turned her head to look at the room where the screams kept coming and going, and then looked at Lin Qiye's strange mask. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded.

The two walked out of the warehouse, the fresh air outside was inhaled into the lungs, feeling the warm sunshine, Yurina's tense body finally relaxed a little.

"Who are you? Why did you save me?" She looked up at Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye scanned the surroundings with mental power, and after confirming that there was no surveillance around, he lowered his head and took off his mask, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's you?!" Yurina opened her mouth in shock when she saw the familiar handsome face, "Aren't you deaf?"

Lin Qiye: ...

"...I'm fine." Lin Qiye replied helplessly.

Yurina also seemed to realize that she had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly apologized to Lin Qiye, "Yes, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to say that..."

Lin Qiye waved his hand, "I was going to look for you at the container, but I met Grandma He on the way. She told me that you were missing, so I came all the way to look for you."

Yurina nodded thoughtfully, and asked curiously, "Are those two your friends?"

Lin Qiye thought for a while, "It's my subordinate."

Yurina opened her mouth wide in shock.

Those two fierce men and women are actually under this young man?

Who is he?

Lin Qiye saw the confusion in Yurina's heart, and didn't intend to answer it, but changed the topic and asked:

"Tell me about you, how did you get involved with this group of people?"

Yurina pursed her lips, and after hesitating for a while, she slowly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

"They arrested you to make you pay your father's debt?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, and looked at Yurina, as if he was a little puzzled, "But you are just a little girl, not yet old enough to work, and you have no What property, why are they so persistent in looking for you?

They probably don't know, you don't have money, right? "

"They seem to think that my parents have left me something valuable, and I have been asking me to find it to pay them off." Yurina said angrily,

"But there is nothing at all. Apart from that house, they never left me anything else, and they have searched that house themselves, but they still haven't found anything."

Lin Qiye was thoughtful.

Chapter 614 Yurina's Big Dream

Although Yurina's father owes money, this group of hooligans probably don't know that Yurina is only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and has no ability to make money at all. She was for the relics of her parents, and that made sense again.

"Your father is in debt, so where did he go?"

Yurina was silent for a moment, "He died, just two days ago."

Lin Qiye turned to look at her.

"He is a wanted criminal, and I am not surprised that he will end up like this in the end." Yurina said lightly, "From the day he abandoned me and my mother, I have never regarded him as my father again. I don't want to help him repay these debts."

Lin Qiye nodded, and didn't say much. After all, it's not easy for him to comment on such other people's family affairs.

"Where's Grandma He? How is she doing now?" Yurina asked worriedly as if thinking of something.

"She's gone back, she'll be fine."

"That's good."

Yurina finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, "Thank you..."

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just paying back the favor. After all, without you, I should still be stuck in the rock." Lin Qiye replied.

The two strolled outside for a while, and Heitong came out of the warehouse, holding an IOU in his hand.

"So fast?" Lin Qiye asked in surprise.

"It seems that you, the dean, don't know enough about my professionalism." Hei Tong smiled, "And this guy is a soft bone. I haven't taken it seriously yet, so he recruited everything himself."

"how is the situation?"

Hei Tong's expression gradually became serious, "The situation seems to be more complicated than we imagined."

Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

"This IOU is forged." Heitong handed the IOU to Lin Qiye.

Hearing this sentence, both Lin Qiye and Yurina were taken aback.

"Forged?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "Which aspect?"

"All." Heitong said, "This IOU is fake from beginning to end, and it was forged by Iwamai Yusuke himself, including the amount owed, the debtor, and the signature and seal below."

"That is to say, her father didn't owe any money at all?"

"Yes."

Lin Qiye turned to look at Yurina, who stood there blankly, as if she didn't know about it.

Lin Qiye understood Heitong's meaning, "So, they just used the debt as an excuse to find something?"

"That's right, and the water behind this incident seems to be very deep." Heitong continued, "Iwamai Yusuke is not the main messenger, but just a pawn. Behind him, there is a huge underworld gang manipulating him."

"Underworld gang?" Lin Qiye frowned even tighter.

"Iwamai Yusuke himself doesn't seem to be very clear about which one it is, but according to him, the person who called him called himself Mr. Jing, and the other party seemed to control him with drugs, and promised to wait until he got the things. Give him 500 million yen, and the gun in his hand was also obtained through the other party's channels."

At this moment, Yurina, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly said:

"Is that person with a Kanto accent or a Kansai accent?"

Lin Qiye and Heitong were stunned at the same time.

"Does it matter?"

"There are only a few largest underworld gangs in Japan. The underworld gangs in Kanto are mainly controlled by the two families of Samukawa and Kazeji, and they are extremely powerful. If these two families joined forces ten years ago, they could crush any underworld organization in Japan. Known as the Earth Shuangsha.

The underworld forces in Kansai are more complicated. The most powerful one should be the Black Killing Group, and there are a few weaker Underworld families below, but the Black Killing Group has a short establishment time and a shallow foundation. Xi still can't achieve the absolute dominance like Di Shuangsha.

As long as Mr. Jing's accent is used, he can basically lock in a few rough gangsters. "

After Heitong finished listening, he turned his head to look at Lin Qiye, asking for his opinion with his eyes.

Lin Qiye nodded, and the latter immediately returned to the warehouse to interrogate Yanmai Yusuke again.

"How do you know so much about the underworld?" Lin Qiye looked at Yurina curiously.

Yurina turned her head slightly to avoid Lin Qiye's gaze, and said with some hesitation: "Because, because... my mother used to like to study the underworld and the cowherd industry very much. After staying with her for a long time, I also slowly interested in these..."

After struggling for a while, Yurina plucked up her courage, looked up at Lin Qiye, and said seriously, "My biggest dream before was to book the most luxurious Niu Lang shop in Japan, open ten champagne towers, and make the most famous shop in Japan The cowherd danced with me."

Lin Qiye was a little dazed looking at her serious gaze and slightly flushed face.

He didn't understand what Yurina was talking about, but it sounded very powerful.

"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded pretendingly, "Very good ideal."

Hearing this answer, Yurina froze in place instead.

Yurina was already prepared to be ridiculed by Lin Qiye. After all, whenever she talked about this dream with others, she would always receive all kinds of strange looks, but she never expected that Lin Qiye would be so serious and calm The recognition of her dream.

Wouldn't he find this dream strange?

Just when Yurina was stunned, Heitong had already walked out of the warehouse.

"I asked, and he said it's a Kanto accent." Heitong said to Lin Qiye.

"That is to say, the other party is likely to be Hanchuan or Fengji's family?" Lin Qiye pondered, "What is it that can make the two underworld families so motivating?"

Lin Qiye glanced at Yurina suspiciously, but the other party also looked bewildered, and simply shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, go and get rid of that guy, he has no value in existence anymore."

Heitong responded, turned around and walked back to the warehouse again.

Lin Qiye said to Yurina: "Now these gangsters have been dealt with. Even if the underworld family behind them wants to find you, they will lose their eyeliner. As long as you live in another place with Grandma He, don't be too high-profile, it should be difficult for them." Find you again.

Don't worry about money. Although I don't have much money left, it should be able to help you get through this time. "

Lin Qiye has a lot of things to do, go to Osaka to find Haruki Amamiya, restore [Zhanbai], conceive the sword soul, find out the whereabouts of other team members, and find out the truth about this country at the same time... He doesn't have time for this matter The above continues to be wasted.

Coupled with the fact that there is too little information now, he can't just run to Tokyo in a big way, and under the feet of [Pure Land], he can wipe out the two largest underworld families in Japan, right?

Chapter 615

Yurina thought for a while, "Then can I go home now?"

"In theory, it is possible, but in order to prevent those Sopranos from coming to the door again, it's best not to stay for too long."

"Yeah." Yurina nodded slightly, "I just want to go home and pack some things... soon."

Lin Qiye glanced at the sky, "Okay, I'll accompany you back."

After a while, Heitong came out of the warehouse. Lin Qiye didn't need to ask, he knew that Yanwu Yusuke had completely disappeared from this world.

Yurina identified the direction, then walked towards home with big strides, followed by Lin Qiye with black pupils and red face.

Lin Qiye had just taken two steps when he stopped suddenly. He lowered his head and moved the soles of his feet away.

He bent down and picked up something from the ground, doubts appeared in his eyes.

It was a distorted bullet.

……

Yokohama City.

The top of a skyscraper.

The high-altitude wind was blowing, and Haruki Amamiya, who was wearing a black kimono, sat quietly by the side of the building, staring at the gradually dimming sky, like a statue motionless.

Jingle Bell--!

The crisp ringtone rang, and Haruki Amamiya lowered his head and took out a flip phone from his pocket, and connected the call.