The wrong way to open the healing ability

It has been two full days since Shibusawa Tatsuhiko declared war on all the forces in Yokohama by detonating the headquarters of the major forces, and formally formed his own forces at the same time.

After all, Bai Qilin's behavior undoubtedly directly slapped the various forces in Yokohama in the face, and it will inevitably attract fierce revenge from other forces besides the port mafia.

Although Shibusawa Tatsuhiko himself is indeed a very powerful user with supernatural abilities, and he has killed many powerful users with unknown abilities in previous battles, no organization is willing to fight him head-on, but bullying It's no problem to look at the mob gathered by him because of money.

——Dazai originally estimated that.

It’s just that after two days of breaking contact with the port mafia, he was caught and taken to the gathering place of Bai Qilin’s forces in a way that almost threw himself into a net, and he saw a part of the scale of the remaining forces under Shibusawa Tatsuhiko at a close distance. In an instant, Dazai realized that something beyond his expectations had appeared.

"Doctor Eguchi, this brat seems to be an important role in the port mafia. I will leave the interrogation and detention to you."

Doctor Eguchi...?

Dazai's eyes darkened, and he said the name silently in his heart, with an inexplicably strange sense of familiarity.

At this time, the muzzle of the gun was directly pressed against the back of Dazai's head. Although the person wearing the white mask was not a person with supernatural powers, it could be judged from the way he held the gun that he was a seasoned mercenary.In just two days, or even a shorter period of time, a person who regards human life as worthless for the sake of profit and who is accustomed to licking blood with the tip of a knife can treat him with this attitude, and he is probably the one who disturbed his expectations.

interesting.

Dazai, who was handcuffed, stood aside, and let the mercenary open the door of this simple medical room respectfully with great interest, and then pushed him in violently. Dazai staggered.

"That's why I hate the force faction with a head full of muscles..."

Because of the handcuffs, Dazai almost failed to control his balance. Thanks to being gently supported by someone, he didn't directly hit the ground with his face on the ground. hand.

The knuckles of the fingers wrapped in extremely thin black gloves are well defined, and they are almost perfect and impeccable in appearance.It's just that the body temperature of the owner of the hand seems to be too low, and the fingertips can hardly feel the warm body temperature of a human being.

"Be careful, Dazai-kun."

After confirming that Dazai had regained his balance, Machi took a step back, politely withdrew his hand, and looked at the child adopted by Mori Ogai with a flawless smile.But when he saw clearly Dazai's kite-colored eyes that were not wrapped in bandages and looked more transparent under the incandescent light in the room, his breathing stopped for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

"I'm fine."

Dazai glanced at this small consulting room, which was similar to Mr. Mori's former underground clinic, showing a look of disgust.Although he looked disgusted, Dazai still walked briskly and sat on the only sofa that looked relatively clean, shaking his legs childishly.

"Mr. Jiangguchi, you are obviously a cadre of the port mafia. Why do you work as a doctor under Bai Qilin's forces?"

At first, he only had a vague impression, but after seeing Machi's facial features with oriental beauty and those strange black gloves that did not match his identity as a doctor, Dazai quickly recalled that this was the person Mr. Mori had mentioned.

"Because my phone exploded."

Zhenzhi spread her hands helplessly, with an innocent expression.

"You also know that I'm just a weak doctor. You also know the current chaos in Yokohama. I was called back to Yokohama by Chief Mori just now, but because of a small accident, I accidentally lost the means of communication."

Machiko spoke nonsense in a serious manner, noticing the bloody wound on Dazai's cheek that was cut open by a dagger due to the brutal behavior of the mercenaries when he threw himself into the net before, raised his eyebrows, and walked to the cabinet where the medical supplies were placed In front of him, he took out disinfectant alcohol and a clean bandage.

"I couldn't contact the port mafia to send someone to pick me up, and I couldn't find a new means of communication. I was forced and hijacked by these people halfway, so I can only stay here temporarily."

"Under the premise of not exposing the healing ability, relying on the doctor's skills to barely save a life, I plan to go back after the chaos is over."

"Fortunately, Dazai-kun, you are also here, and I can go back to the port mafia with you later."

Taking off the black gloves and casually throwing them on the table, Zhenzhi walked up to Dazai with the medical supplies, pinched Dazai's chin with cold and pale fingers, and signaled him not to move.

Without the isolation of gloves, Dazai felt more and more that the two fingers pinching his chin were as cold as ice.It's just that as Zhenzhi got closer than when he was holding him up just now, a certain faint smell of strange Chinese medicine gradually became clear.

The pain from the alcohol on the wound made Dazai cry out in pain, and he reluctantly asked Machi to treat the wound on his face.The black-haired boy stared at Zhenzhi's rather focused eyes motionlessly, and wondered if he believed the nonsense just now.

"After all, I don't have a secret means of contact like you."

After cutting off the adhesive tape used to fix it, Machi casually pointed to the pocket of Dazai's black coat, where the communicator that Dazai was preparing to communicate with Chuya was placed there.

Dazai snapped his fingers casually, and the handcuffs on his hands were undone immediately, and fell to the ground.Touching the wound on his face that had already been treated, Dazai suddenly asked:

"I once heard Mr. Sen say that you are a flower grower, so sometimes you use some strange medicines. Just now when Mr. Zhenzhi approached, I smelled some kind of herbal medicine."

"There is something in Shizuzawa Tatsuhiko, the white unicorn, that Mr. Machi wants, that's why you didn't go back to Hong Kong and Hei, but came here instead, right?"

Dazai jumped up from the sofa, walked to Machi, and watched him put the gloves back on slowly.

"Are you going to use that drug to bring me down, or Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?"

Putting the rest of the medicine back into the cupboard, Machi nodded, affirming Dazai's previous statement, without the slightest panic of being discovered the real purpose.

"Correct, as expected of Dazai-kun, whom Chief Mori highly admires."

"Huh? So Mr. Zhenzhi is really going to attack me?"

Dazai tilted his head, disapproving of Chief Mori's praise, he is still more interested in this weird cadre.

"Dazai-kun has been holding his breath since he first noticed the existence of the medicine, right?"

Machi showed a very friendly smile, but mercilessly slashed Dazai standing next to him on the back of the neck, instantly killing Dazai who hadn't had time to react.

His movements are so fast and accurate that even a professional killer would feel ashamed, and he is completely incompatible with the "weak and weak doctor" he calls himself.

Moving the unconscious boy back to the sofa, Machi enthusiastically handcuffed back the handcuffs that Dazai had untied earlier, tightened the difficulty of locking the handcuffs, and stroked Dazai's soft black curly hair.

Well, it feels good.

……

Due to his reputation as a doctor among this group of people, Machi walked into the collection room constructed by Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural power almost openly.

"I saw you in the square before."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was constantly throwing large sums of checks and expensive gems into the burning fire, noticed that Machi had entered the scope of his supernatural ability, and took a little attention from his own thoughts.

It is rare for him to have a residual impression of a person who passed by.

But after seeing no signs of the separation of the supernatural ability and the main body on Machi's body, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko obviously lost interest and yawned.

"It's too boring, so you are not a person with supernatural powers. I thought you would have incredible brilliance before."

It's just that before he finished speaking, Shibusawa, who smelled the medicine but didn't have time to react, suddenly felt his eyelids go heavy, and his consciousness drifted away in an instant.

Machi watched Shibusawa Ryuhiko nod his head in a leisurely manner, and it was obvious that he had been tricked.When he was in the medical room just now, the smell that Dazai noticed was only a semi-finished medicine, and other substances had to be added to really work.

"Do a backflip."

In Makoto's satisfied eyes, the long-haired Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood up wobbly, and performed a difficult backflip with no elegance at all, giving people a feeling that he might give his waist to him in the next second. Broken illusion.

Because this scene was so funny, Zhenzhi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

After confirming the effect, Zhenzhi's face, which had always put on a gentle mask, showed a rare look of sincere expectation, and piously and carefully issued the second order word by word.

"Find out the supernatural ability that can accelerate the aging of the human body, and let it work on me."

A certain supernatural crystal in the storage room suddenly emitted a dark red light, scattered down like a meteor, and enveloped the whole person. After 5 minutes, the dark red light gradually extinguished, and the energy-depleted supernatural power crystal turned grayish white, shattered into dust, and dissipated in the air.

As for Zhenzhi who has indeed fully assumed the effect of the supernatural power, not only has his appearance remained unchanged, but even his hair has not been messed up, as if the huge supernatural power effect just now was the live lighting of a funny show.

"Sure enough, it failed again."

Machi walked out of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's collection room without any hesitation, and heard the sound of locomotives approaching from far and near outside the building, gunshots that gradually increased, and even the bombardment of the supernatural power user who manipulated lightning.

Looks like another kid has arrived.

Sighing, Zhenzhi rolled up the sleeves of his suit, revealing a small piece of pale arm.The aging supernatural ability did not cause the slightest change, but there were still traces on the arm left over from years of Zhenzhi's experiments on himself.

——In order to break the curse of his own eternal life.

"Since the ability is not enough, then we can only find another way."

On the mezzanine of the old suitcase that Zhenzhi has always carried with him, a budding blue flower is emitting a faint brilliance.