Canary of the gods

The black car on the opposite side of the road has a privacy film, so people outside can't see what's going on inside the car at all.

The person sitting in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man who got off at the last stop.

And his other identity is a member of the militant faction sent by the illegal organization to clean up the traitor Sandao Ryohei, and he is also the real culprit who caused the bus spontaneous combustion incident.

His supernatural ability is to mark people or objects that he has touched, and the marked object will leave a flame mark the size of a five-yen coin.When he activates the power again, the marked person will be swallowed by the flame instantly, and the flame will not go out until the power stops.

On a crowded bus, he took the opportunity to mark several passengers, car walls, railings, chairs, etc.After getting out of the car, in order to ensure that there would be no accidents during the mission, he quickly got into the small car that he had prepared earlier in the morning, avoided the monitoring, took a few shortcuts, and rushed to the best observation spot opposite the bus stop in advance.Finally, when the bus arrived, he activated his supernatural ability and witnessed the whole process of the bus spontaneously igniting.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he called his leader.

Because of the accident on the bus, he was worried that there would be complications, so he advanced the action time.Although his leader would not be angry with him for such a thing, it would be better to explain it a little bit.

Originally, he was about to leave after hanging up the phone, but he did not expect that the two of the Armed Detective Agency just arrived.

He was worried that leaving now would attract their attention, so he held back, preparing to observe for a while, and then leave when they focused their attention on other places.

But unexpectedly, during this stay, he discovered a big problem.

There are still survivors on the bus, even unscathed!

How could anyone survive his powers?He couldn't be more clear about the power of his supernatural ability, so he couldn't understand it.

And he still has an impression of this person, because he is near Sandao Ryohei.

At that time, the latter's purse was stolen out of the room too much, and it entangled all the people around him, and this person happened to be among them, so he remembered it somewhat.

Since he is a guy who has been in contact with Ryohei Sandao, he cannot let it go easily.

Who knows if this person has observed anything wrong after being in close contact with Sandao Ryohei.Although this possibility is not high, just to be on the safe side, he would rather kill someone by mistake than let him go.

But the strange thing is that before he did it, the survivor started fighting with the people from the Armed Detective Agency.

Because the two sides were separated by a road, of course he couldn't hear their voices, and there were vehicles passing by from time to time, so even if he wanted to infer the content of their conversation through lip movements, he couldn't do anything.

Although I don't know what they said, isn't that member of the armed detective agency wearing a sand-colored trench coat smiling all the time?He thought they were talking happily, why did they suddenly start fighting?

Before he could figure it out, another member of the Armed Detective Agency suddenly activated a supernatural power, and the paper torn from his handbook turned into a flash bomb.

He lifted his spirits and wondered if he could take this opportunity to kill the survivor...

But what he never expected was that just after he lowered the car window and aimed at the survivor with a pistol equipped with a silencer, he found that the flash bomb was not aimed at the survivor, but was thrown at him. Come here!

"!!!"what's the situation? !Has he been found?when? !

He closed his eyes subconsciously, but he was still a beat slower, and the dazzling glare instantly deprived him of his sight.

But that doesn't mean he'll be caught off guard.He decisively started the car, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, and drove the car out in a rampage!

Kunikida Doppo really broke off the car and chased after him.

Although the investigators of the Supernatural Secret Service Division didn't know who he was chasing, since the survivor in front of them showed aggression, they couldn't ignore it.

Just when they were about to step forward to help Osamu Dazai, the latter stopped them suddenly: "Leave this guy to me, you go help Kunimaki..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was kicked on the stomach by a monk because of his distraction and flew upside down. After falling a few meters away, he rolled around several times before stopping.

Investigator: "..." This is what you said... hand it over to you?

A priest patted the gray footprints kicked by Osamu Dazai on his trouser legs, and then clapped his hands again.

Because there is no limitation of disqualification in the world, he can use a large area of ​​psychological hints to other people except Osamu Dazai again.

So he "disappeared" from everyone's eyes again, and the investigator who was rushing towards him just ran halfway, and his expressions and movements froze for a moment visible to the naked eye, just like pressing the pause button.

But the pause was short, and they returned to normal soon.

The footsteps that were going towards a temple priest turned abruptly to the side. The investigator ignored a temple priest Shi Shiran arranging his clothes, and Osamu Dazai who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up not far away, and got into the car very quickly. , hurriedly said: "Hurry up and chase! Bring back that criminal suspect who violently resisted arrest!"

"Yes!"

One Sixiu picked up the mobile phone that had been dropped on the ground before, stroked it gently with his fingers, and the cracked screen was restored to its original state, with no paint or dust, and it was as clean as a new one.

He glanced at the time and found that he had been delayed a lot. If he walked to the gallery at his usual pace, he would definitely be late.

A temple repair couldn't help but sigh, so why did he choose to squeeze the bus today.

After slandering, he didn't care about Osamu Dazai who was still lying on the ground, and disappeared in place with a "whoosh".

"Huh?" Dazai Osamu blinked, "Disappeared?"

Does it make itself invisible or is it out of here?

Well……

In order to test which guess was correct, he raised his arm, revealed the card bag that had been stolen before being kicked away, and tried a little.

"Master Yiyi, your things seem to have fallen, huh?"

After waiting for a while, there was still no response.

Well, it appears to be gone.

Osamu Dazai turned over and sat up, looked at his swollen wrists, and sighed helplessly, "I let you go on purpose, really..."

Enduring the sharp pain from his wrist, he fixed and opened the card case with his fingers, grinning his teeth, and soon found a driver's license of the temple.

"Huh? So he looks like this, he's still the same age..." Osamu Dazai muttered, then glanced at his address and wrote it down.

the other side.

With a "whoosh", a monastery suddenly appeared on the sidewalk near the gallery.

Unfortunately, his body happened to be stuck in a street tree, and only half of it was exposed, which looked extremely horrifying.

Passers-by were stunned for half a second, rubbing their eyes, and after realizing that it was not a hallucination, screams that were as sharp as if they could pierce human eardrums rang out.

A temple cultivator: "..."

He rubbed his ears that had been attacked by high decibels, calmly pulled out the half of his body embedded in the tree trunk, and thought casually: So although teleportation is convenient, if you want to land accurately, you still have to be right. The place is very familiar.

Even though the embarrassing problem of being half stuck in the tree trunk, he can quickly solve it.

The screaming stopped abruptly as if a button was pressed to pause, and the pedestrian who had witnessed the supernatural scene just now returned to normal and left as if nothing had happened.

A temple repairer restored the tree that was falling from the sawdust to its original state, and then adjusted the whole satchel...

Huh?

His hand stopped suddenly.

Yiyi Sixiu lowered his head and found that the zipper of the satchel had been unzipped at some point.

He has a bad feeling...

He reached into his satchel and rummaged through it, there was nothing there.

He silently read one by one in his heart: card package, driver's license, bank card...

The hands were empty, and no one was found.

"Tsk."

Sure enough, it was the guy who did it just now, the guy who can nullify his power, the weird and familiar guy.

A temple cultivator curled his lips unhappily.

If it wasn't for the fact that teleportation couldn't take effect with that guy, he would have thrown him to an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean to experience the suffering of life.

He clasped his hands together with a "snap", and then opened his palm like a clam shell, and there was an identical card pack in his palm.

He flipped through it casually, and found that everything including the driver's license, bank card, etc. was there, and nothing was missed.

At the same time, there is an additional record of loss reporting and reissuance in each card issuing department...

The gallery intends to sign a contract with Yi Sixiu, such as packaging, publicity, solo exhibition... The agent is hype, as if as long as Yi Sixiu nods, he can become a star painter who can fetch sky-high prices for just a few strokes on the canvas.

But Yi Yisi only wanted to put the painting on consignment in the gallery, and he and the gallery would share the profit after the painting was sold according to the agreed ratio.

He told his agent about his idea, but the other party was very unwilling.

Before meeting Sixiu Yiyi himself, he might not have felt that something was wrong, because the gallery also planned it this way, after all, this is just a fledgling, little-known painter.

But when he saw the face of Yi Sixiu, he quickly overturned his original idea, convinced the gallery owner, and took the job of soliciting contracts.

A Sixiu's painting is not to say that it is excellent, but it can be regarded as an upper-middle level. Coupled with that face, a little packaging and publicity will definitely attract a lot of girls!

Good-looking, good level, plus young, there is quite a lot of room for growth... At first glance, it looks like a potential stock that can make money without losing money!

His social status has increased, and as his agent, won't his status also rise with the tide, making a lot of money and reaching the pinnacle of the world?

The manager's face was flushed with excitement, as if the future he had imagined could turn into reality in the next second.

His eyes were piercing, staring at a monk like a searchlight, like a hungry wolf staring at delicious food.

Seeing him like that, I wish I could pick up a pen and sign the contract for a monk.

However, after he had said so much, instead of showing any distraction, a temple cultivator was extremely calm and indifferent.He was even interrupted because he refused to open his mouth many times, and he was already wondering when the second gallery would send him an email.

"Ding Dong"

The mobile phone on the table suddenly reminded him that he had received a new email.

One temple repairer opened it, no surprise.

Isn't the news about the second gallery coming soon?