The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

Dostoevsky and Gogol managed to escape from Yokohama in the end.And as long as they leave Yokohama, the other areas will not be hunted by the two "hounds"——

Similarly, as long as the "Hound Dog" gives up the pursuit, other police and ordinary military police will no longer pose any threat to these two superpowers.

It can be said that this matter has been declared a failure in advance.

However, the Ability Secret Service Section didn't care as much about it as others imagined.

This is also thanks to Tanda Shantouhuo's decisive decision to hand over the hunt for the five declines of heaven and man to the most special unit of the military and police, the "hound dog".

Since the "hound dogs" were all involved, and under this premise, two terrorists escaped like this, the most embarrassing thing is no longer the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but the military and police department.

Face is still very important to a secret department of the government.

However, none of the above matters had anything to do with Gojo Satoru, and it had nothing to do with the two sent by "Hound Dog".

After all, a mission failure is a failure, and there is no excuse for that.

Tiaoye Caiju was in a very bad mood at this time.

He felt that things had really gone wrong for him recently.I won’t mention the clichés that my partner has brain problems, and I will definitely be scolded by the vice-captain after I fail the mission. The most important thing is that under the premise of these incidents, I have to go and entrap myself. A lot of organization newcomers to meet.

The "organization newcomer" raised his head and looked at the soldier and police officer with his eyes closed and his face not looking good: "Good evening."

Tiaoye Caijupi replied with a non-smiling smile: "It's almost time for sunrise, Mr. Wutiao."

"Yeah," Wu Tiao responded, but there was no trace of exhaustion in his expression, "Is this considered overtime work? So I should be able to go back to sleep?"

But Tiaoye Caiju raised his hand and interrupted him: "Before that, can Mr. Wutiao tell me who came here just now?"

Gojo Satoru swept his gaze away from Suehiro Tieshang who finally figured out his identity, and then carefully observed Tiao Yecaiju, and did not slow down until the other person's forehead was about to pop out of veins impatiently. Tundi replied: "It's someone from the port mafia. He came here to tell me that the 'White Qilin' related matters have been dealt with."

Tiaoye Picking Chrysanthemum's ability is called "Tears of a Thousand Gold".Although he is blind, his other senses, such as hearing and smell, are extraordinarily sensitive, and he can even determine the heartbeat of others from hundreds of meters away.

He frowned, and after hearing that Wutiao did not lie when he said these two sentences, he nodded, indicating that he accepted the explanation.

However, what Tiaoye Caiju didn't know was that Wutiao Satoru also had five senses that could be called cheating.If this hound had an astonishingly sharp level of acuity except for his eyes, then although Gojo Satoru was inferior to him in this respect, he could clearly see things that other people couldn't see at all.

For example, the human soul, or the different "shapes" of supernatural powers.

The white-haired boy looked at the jewel-like supernatural crystals in the bodies of the two people in front of him, and smiled slightly on his face.

Jono Caiju closed his eyes and asked, "Since that's the case, what is the current situation of 'White Kirin' Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?"

"I don't know," Gojo Satoru said with a straight face, "After I beat up Dazai, he ran away directly, and he didn't have time to tell me the specific information."

...you sound pretty proud of yourself.

Joye Caiju and Suehiro Tieshang have also worked together for several years, so they naturally know what it is like to have a brain problem.He often mocks his partner, to some extent, because the relationship between the two is indeed relatively close; and this seemingly abnormal Gojo Satoru, Tiaoye Caiju doesn't have the patience to tolerate.

He is very clear that after this matter is completely over, the Port Mafia will give an explanation to the Supernatural Secret Service Division—since there is such a premise, there is no need to pry out the information about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko from Gojo's mouth information.

Su Guang Tie Chang's mind is not very good, but Tiao Ye Cai Ju is a smart person.

The young man wearing the bell-shaped earring raised his finger, put it on his lower lip, and began to socialize with a smile: "Since the current situation is like this, Mr. Hard Gojo is here waiting for the two of us. Now The task is over, and all the nomination certificates you handed over to the Supernatural Secret Service Division will be accepted, congratulations in advance."

Gojo Satoru crossed his legs, put one hand on the armrest of the chair beside him, and supported his chin with the other hand: "Thank you. But I still have a problem here."

Tiao Ye Caiju's white-gloved fingers twitched twice: "What?"

If it wasn't for being polite, he would have wanted to say "Fuck your fart" to this troublesome guy.

Gojo Satoru didn't understand the impatience under the gentle face of the other party at all—this was the truth, after all, Gojo Satoru had always been a particularly conceited guy, and he didn't think anyone would really hate him without any conflict of interest.

So he made a request with a clear conscience: "I don't know how to go to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, take me there together."

After Tiaoye Caiju heard this sentence clearly, he almost pulled out his sword and split the psychopath in half.He glanced at Suehiro Tieshang who was still calm beside him, and asked him, "Mr. Tiechang, shouldn't you say something to Mr. Gojo?"

Suehiro Tiechang turned around, and with that pretty face, he slowly asked his partner a deadpan question mark: "What are you saying? Isn't Mr. Gojo's request very reasonable?"

When Tiaoye Caiju heard this, he felt his fist harden.

Desperate, the young man thought, desperate, I am desperate for this room full of neuroses.I should have thought of it a long time ago, Mr. Tiechang, an idiot whose brain is directly connected to his intestines, can't even understand what is wrong with Gojo Wu's words.

The hound who failed in the mission sent a powerful newcomer from the Supernatural Secret Service Division in person—I should have thought of it a long time ago, Mr. Iron Gut, who has no brains, doesn’t understand at all, such things——

Just when Tiaoye Caiju was about to take his partner's brain to justice on the spot, people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division finally arrived here, at least to save Suehiro Tiechang's life.

A man entered the building.

With Tiao Ye Caiju's keen sense of hearing, he realized it almost when the other party just stepped into the gate.So he just kept quiet, waiting for the other party to slowly climb up the stairs, so that he could deal with the newcomer in front of him named Gojo Satoru, who belonged to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

But what surprised him was that Gojo Satoru realized this after the other party had climbed two floors, tilted his head slightly, and after listening to the voice downstairs for a few seconds, he lazily said to the two of them : "It doesn't seem to be necessary. Someone from the Supernatural Secret Service Division has been sent over."

Tiao Ye Caiju took a deep look at this guy, and finally took his combat power into consideration again, and then replied meaningfully: "Mr. ?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "It's innate. After all, I'm very strong, so it's normal to have some useful talents."

The end of his hair was dyed black, and the young man who looked like a crane couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, that's really an enviable talent." He glanced at the five Wutian blue eyes meaningfully. Afterwards, he pulled Su Guang Tiechang and walked towards the door, "Then see you again by fate, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru laughed twice.He thought to himself, the supernatural agent department and the hound, that is, the government, have indeed investigated his own information, and even dug out some secrets about his eyes.

He murmured: "It's a pity, I still managed to hide the part that should be hidden."

As soon as the words fell, a man in a black suit, with a medium figure and an inconspicuous appearance - a man sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division appeared beside the broken door, knocked lightly on the door frame, and bowed politely. Get down and say hello to him: "Mr. Gojo, I'm Ito from the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

After the two introduced themselves back and forth, Gojo Satoru followed the man named Ito out of this unremarkable abandoned building.

Ito calmly introduced his next mission to Gojo: "Because you are still a newcomer, Mr. Gojo, so now I plan to let you do surveillance tasks that are not too dangerous."

These guys really can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth.Gojo thought so with a smile, but responded with his mouth: "I understand. It's to be the supervisor of Ayatsuji Pedestrians and part-time bodyguards, right? It's not a big problem, this is also my old job. "

Good guys are not annoying anywhere.Ito smiled deeper, and replied: "Yes, so the place we are going now is exactly where Mr. Ayatsuji is. He just has a task today."

The implication is that Gojo Satoru doesn't need to go to the Supernatural Secret Service to report, but just stay with Ayatsuji Xingren all the time.

A vigilant and greedy organization.

Gojo Satoru gave such a definition to the Special Ability Division.

During the conversation, the two got into the car and drove along the side of the road.

Ito continued to explain: "Mr. Ayatsuji is not in Yokohama now, but it is not far from here."

Wujo sat in the co-pilot's seat, promised a few times on the face, but looked out the window with his head.

After half an hour, Gojo Wu noticed that the car had driven up a small slope, but what was facing the slope was a steep cliff.

The car slowly ran up the slope, and occasionally bumped into small stones on the ground, which inevitably caused some bumps.

The atmosphere in the car was almost drowsy.

However, when he was in the middle of the journey, Gojo Satoru suddenly raised his head and glanced at the part above his head - of course, all he saw was the ceiling of the car.

It seemed that the scene was still peaceful and stable, but Wujo turned to the right and said to the man in a commanding tone: "Stop!"

Ito stepped on the brakes quickly.And because of the force of this forward tilt, the rear wheels of the car left the ground for a moment.

Gojo Satoru, who was not wearing a seat belt, sat firmly on the seat, and sighed with a smile in his eyes: "Is Ayatsuji such a ritualistic person?"

Ito didn't understand what was going on, so he could only ask the boy beside him, "What's going on?"

Just as he finished speaking, he noticed that something had fallen from the cliff and landed on the ground with a soft crackling sound.

Immediately afterwards, the front window of the car was stained with a few red marks.

At this moment, Ito also understood the meaning of Gojo's words just now.

Unable to hold back, he burst out a foul word directly from his mouth, opened the car door and ran to the place where the sound was made just now.

Gojo Satoru didn't get out of the car.He raised his head again, but this time he looked at the building at the top of the ramp.

Thinking of the corpse that fell from the top just now, which was obviously an "accidental death", the boy laughed happily: "Oh, this is really a unique gift!"

Ayatsuji Xingren is the type who will not deliberately provoke others - or, he can control a necessary degree, Gojo Satoru is very clear about this.

The death method of this corpse has clearly exceeded the range that ordinary people can tolerate.

But the boy shook his head, and commented with joy: "I like such a special meeting ceremony."