[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

Izanashe has always been confused, and behind this confusion lies an indifference that he cannot explain.

How should I put it, suddenly being hunted down, suddenly considered the murderer in the video, and then meeting the person who wanted to take his life, meeting Gou Lang, and the cat who doesn't like to wear clothes but is full of protection and trust, these bad people , Good, complex emotions, he can feel them.

But even so, in the face of the incomparable superpowers chasing and killing, while trying his best to save his life, he will also have his own doubts.

For example...

Who is he?

Did he... really kill the people in the video?

As if knowing in his heart that he was a rootless duckweed, he tried his best to find something to prove his identity.

Facing Xiao Hei, Yatogami Gorou, he said that he was not there when the incident happened, but he knew that he was also looking for evidence to prove his existence.

However, this inexplicable panic, after seeing the blood-stained shirt in the bottom corner of the wardrobe, everything collapsed.

He hurriedly closed the door of the cupboard, his heart contracted tightly, and he realized the indifferent premonition in his heart, and lost his soul because he might really be inextricably linked to the murderer in the video.

With the idea of ​​proving that he is real, he and Yatogami Kuro took the train back to the home in his memory.

At the end of this street, there is an alley at the corner... The more I think about it, the more confused I become.

Splitting headache.

But not real pain.

Is it hallucination?Are those dreams hallucinations too?

The dream of being kicked off the airship by a man with long hair.

The open-air playground in front of me stood alone, and there were two lonely figures on the playground.

—This is not his home.

All possibilities fell through.

Everything... is fake.

Munakata Reiji stepped on Yatogami Kuro's back with one foot, his face still had his elusive smile on his face.

"It's really a noble spirit of self-sacrifice to be able to persist in front of me for so long." He praised the loser.

"Is that young man the master you serve now?"

"'Colorless King', the seventh, and the weakest 'King'...Although he is not powerful himself, he has the characteristics that can influence the balance of power among the kings."

"The "king" of statistics is also one of the kings that I should be most vigilant about." Munakata Reiji bent down and approached the boy who was forced to be suppressed on the ground, with his lips curled up motionlessly, and his palm gently fell on the boy's head On, speaking with a posture of complete control.

"That boy is the new "Colorless King" who replaced "Miwa Yiyan". That's how things are supposed to be."

He smiled kindly, grabbed the hair with his hands and pulled Yatogami Kuro's head up, his feet still firmly suppressed Yatogami Kuro's entire body, and there was no smile in his eyes behind the lens.

"Please answer me."

The body was forced into a posture that the bones could not bear, Yatogami Kuro gritted his teeth, and replied: "Master Yiyan asked me to examine that man."

"Oh, so what is your judgment?"

Munakata Reishi's tone was flat.

Taking advantage of Munakata Reiji's momentary slack, Yatogami Kuro fought back and stood up, clutching his waist and abdomen, and said, "I won't let you take action until the review is over."

"I see." Reji Munakata's indifferent tone seemed to be mocking something, "Maybe this is his intention?"

"Without distinguishing between good and evil, even his identity is unknown. As long as you can maintain this ambiguous situation, you can use the 'black dog', Yatogami Kuro as your bodyguard..." Reiji Munakata's scabbard pointed at Ye The knife god Gou Lang's throat was sharp, and his eyes were cold and menacing, looking down at him.

"Is there no more powerful chess piece than this?"

"Using the girl with the ability to be an outsider, it's no problem to lie to you and the people around you."

"All of us may have fallen into that boy's trick... Don't you think so?"

With one hand on the head of the boy in black who was sitting on the ground, Munakata Reiji approached him, looking straight at him.

"Indeed," Yatogami Kuro said after a moment of silence, "smiling foolishly all the time, and what he said was all lies—that's the kind of person he is."

"Is that kind of person worth your life?" Munakata Reishi looked indifferent.

In this regard, Yatogami Kuro just let out a smile from his tightly pursed lips, which was gentle and heart-wrenching.

The playground suddenly went dark.

"Boom-boom-"

The huge lights in the playground suddenly went out one by one.

The only light shone in front of the auditorium on a high platform.

Looking up to the high platform, Munakata Reiji saw the boy wearing a school uniform white shirt with a red double knot at the neckline.

Facing the return from Izanasha, which was thrown into the net, Munakata Reji just smiled and asked: "Oh, did you leave anything?"

"Idiot... why did you go back..."

Reji Munakata knocked down the boy in black who was about to say something with a scabbard.

"Well, I still don't think I can leave my friends alone..." Izanasha scratched her head and smiled innocently like a child.

"I see." Reiji Munakata couldn't help showing a smile, "At least do we have to share fate?"

"A fine quality indeed."

He put his fingers on the glasses and sighed sincerely.

The voice then turned cold.

"But, it's pointless."

Facing the man with a cold and dignified face, Izanasha didn't seem to feel anything, and smiled unconsciously: "No, that's not meaningless..."

Under the rain and the huge white light, the young man who was shining white all over his body folded his hands together, lowered his head and said embarrassedly: "Well, Xiao Hei, I'm sorry..."

"I lied to you all along."

"Actually, I..." Izanasha undoubtedly heard the last conversation between Reiji Munakata and Kuro Yatogami, he smiled softly, a little bit guilty of hiding his companion, "This is the kind of person..."

As his words fell, his folded hands slowly opened, and white light appeared in the palms of his hands.

The light condensed into a vague shape.

Izanashe's hands were completely opened, and the ball of light was thrown into the sky.

Even in the dark rainy night, the light is so soft, yet so dazzling.

In the dark night, this whiteness that surpasses everything rises slowly, forming a white, shining like moonlight—a giant sword made of light.

That is, the shape of the "Sword of Damocles".

The energy force field unique to the "King" was released.

Munakata Reiji immediately released his "King Domain" to collide with it.

Evenly matched, Yatogami Kuro climbed up and punched Reiji Munakata's glasses off, and then left the stadium blocked by "Scepter4" by using the cat's supernatural power illusion to cover up.

……

"The peripheral blockade has been broken." Such a message came from the communication headset.

Munakata Reiji stretched his body and stood up again, put the dropped glasses back on his face, and remained silent.

After a while, he spoke in a complicated tone.

"I really am," he said with a weird and helpless expression, completely unexpected that this would be the ending, "I made such a fool of myself."

Seri Awashima glanced at him, saw that he had no instructions, put on the earphones and spoke.

"Fushimi, issue an arrest warrant to the police in the jurisdiction."

"Understood." A simple response came from the headset.

"By the way, Chief, there is one more thing."

Looking hesitantly at Reisi Munakata, Seri Awashima said, "The second way is in the King of Gold's Pillar Pagoda, and 'Ashikiin' hopes that you will lead him in person."

Hearing this news, Munakata Reishi frowned slightly, and finally put on his usual handsome smile.

"Is that so, I see. I'm going to tidy up first, and I'm going to the Imperial Pillar Tower next."

Without asking why he needed a "king" to bring back a clan, Munakata Reisi agreed without thinking too much.

He subconsciously pushed his glasses, his gaze unpredictable.

He also wanted to know what the famous "Deputy King" of the old era was busy with and how he did things.

Whether his news can give him a little room to relax his tense nerves.

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