The wrong way to open the healing ability

"Next, let's take a look at the third auction item, a doll made by Master Qingping himself."

After the banquet came to an end, all those who were eligible to participate in the auction were respectfully invited to another spacious room by the waiter, and took their seats according to the numbers marked on the invitation letter in their hands.

After all the participants were seated, the lights in the room gradually dimmed, and a beam of white light illuminated the small auction table.

The exquisite doll that Ayatsuji pedestrians wanted was the third auction item. Just after being pushed onto the stage by the staff, it caused a small commotion in the audience, and many people showed eager expressions on their faces.

The detective himself did not come directly to the scene. Considering that his supernatural ability was really dangerous and there were many celebrities present, the officials did not want to cause trouble, so they specially sent an agent to take the auction item.

Makoto, who didn't see anything interesting for the time being, was sitting in his seat with nothing to do, while Dazai seemed to have discovered something interesting, and kept staring at a certain direction of the venue with great interest.

The purpose of the agent who came to this auction instead of the detective was to buy that doll. Right after the auction started, he directly quoted an extremely high price, which directly dampened other people's minds.

After all, for the cases that Ayatsuji Xingren solved as a detective, the client gave a lot of rewards. These rewards have been kept by the officials before, and they were not directly handed over to him.

The money spent in the auction is taken out of this part of the fund.

"Zhenzhi, I saw an interesting person at the venue."

Dazai withdrew his probing gaze, leaned into Machi's ear and whispered, his eyes beckoning Machi to look forward.

——It’s Ghost Dance Tsuji no misery.

The current King of Ghosts still maintains the appearance of Mrs. Maiko, sitting gracefully in the seat in front.

He seemed to have expected that Zhenzhi would come to this banquet, and looked around the entire auction as if nothing had happened. Just when Zhenzhi saw him, he met his eyes and showed a provocative and contented smile.

After noticing Wu Mi, and carefully distinguishing the strange aura in the entire venue, you will be able to notice something is wrong.

There are a few ghosts lurking in the crowd, ready to move.

Although the abilities of these ghosts are not weak, and their restraint ability is also very strong, but the sweet and sweet human smell in the room has made more than one of them show their sharp fangs.

It's just that the ghost king hasn't issued an order yet, so he doesn't dare to do it directly.

Zhenzhi's expression is not very good-looking.

If you want to protect Dazai and himself, there is no problem.

But now Wu Mi is obviously coming directly at him, and even threatens a large group of people around him who don't know anything.Zhenzhi secretly doesn't want his entanglement with Wu Can to threaten other people.

It's just that the banquet and auction this time revealed weirdness.

Zhenzhi rubbed her swollen temples, deep blue eyes flashed with thought.

His premonition told him that something subversive would happen.

Ignoring Muyou's ostentatious gaze, Machi lightly patted Dazai who was sitting next to him.

"It's best to contact the Ability Secret Service Department immediately. If it's not possible, you can call people from the port mafia. The current situation is a bit bad."

Dazai seemed a little surprised, but still took out the phone from his pocket, turned on the screen and shook his head.

"We can't contact the outside world now, only after this auction is completely over."

"After all, there will be some things in circulation at this auction that cannot be put on the public. During the two hours of the auction, if there are no special circumstances, you are not allowed to leave, and the mobile phone signal will also be blocked."

Sitting in the seat near them, the agent of the Supernatural Secret Service who photographed the doll was obviously aware of this. After finishing the work, he sat in the seat obediently and did not leave immediately.

"So you really know what you found?"

Machi sighed softly, silently tapped twice on the armrest of the chair with his fingertips, reached out and wrote a few words in Dazai's palm.

"There are ghosts in the auction."

The expression on Dazai's face didn't change, but he stretched out a finger in private, and wrote on the palm of Machi's hand like that.

His movements were unhurried, and his strokes were written carefully, which made Zhenzhi's palms a little itchy.

"How many are there?"

Zhenzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully discerned the inhuman atmosphere in this small auction house, and drew a "5" on Dazai's palm.

In addition to Wu Mi, there are four other ghosts scattered in every corner of the auction house.

Dazai nodded, without any nervous look on his face.

"Don't be impatient, I have a way to contact the outside world, but it will take a little time."

After the short exchange, the auctioneer had just sold an auction item, and his passionate tone made the people in the auction gradually excited.

"The next auction item, like the previous item, is also a rare boutique in the world."

Zhenzhi flipped through the brochure in his hand, all the other auction items had detailed introductions, only the seventh auction item didn't have any specific information, only a brief introduction.

"A rare flower in the world."

The meaning of this sentence is really unclear, and it easily arouses people's curiosity.

"Its original owner specifically entrusted this item to us, hoping that we can find a new owner for it."

Accompanied by the auctioneer's introduction, the hostess lady walked to the center of the auction stage pushing the auction item covered with red silk cloth.

With the change of lights, everyone in the audience was surprised to find that although it was covered by the red silk cloth, this auction item still exuded a cyan light, which made people yearn for it.

Is it a gem?

Zhenzhi vaguely noticed something was wrong, but he didn't want the conjecture in his heart to come true.

It just turned out to be the opposite. After arousing the curiosity of everyone in the audience, the auctioneer no longer kept any suspense, and directly uncovered the red silk cloth covering the auction item.

Everyone who participated in this auction couldn't help but exclaimed.

It was a beautiful flower with cyan branches and petals. The fully bloomed flower was so delicate and beautiful that it looked like a carved gemstone. Under the illumination of the light, it emitted a dazzlingly beautiful brilliance, with a terrifying charm that captured the soul. .

The moment the auctioneer showed the auction items, Zhenzhi's world was dead silent, and now he could only see the flower blooming in the center of the stage.

He couldn't hear the amazed voices of the people around him, and he completely ignored Wu Mi's ostentatious gaze turning his head, and he couldn't even see the momentary hesitation on Dazai's face.

It wasn't until Dazai patted the back of his hand lightly that Machi finally came to his senses, and the seriousness on his face didn't disappear.

"The blue other shore flower?"

Feeling the words Dazai wrote on the palm of his hand, Machi nodded slightly.

He was very convinced that this incredibly beautiful flower on the stage was the blue Bana flower.

What's even more frightening is that the flower in front of me is not another flower, but the one that was stored and cultivated in the underground darkroom of Zhenzhi's old house, and it is expected to take a week before it will fully bloom.

That flower shouldn't appear here, and it can't be fully bloomed like it is now, and it's the best time to use it.

It has been concealed under the gentle and kind skin for days and nights, the dark and ulterior obsessions and expectations appear directly and nakedly in such a sudden way, which makes Zhenzhi fall into a trap. Dazed and blank.

When Zhenzhi came back from this daze, he actually found that his fingertips were trembling unconsciously.

Dazai sat beside him and looked straight ahead, he didn't turn his head to look at Zhenzhi's appearance at this time, but he stretched out his hand silently, and gently grasped Zhenzhi's trembling fingertips.

Something is not quite right.

Wu Mi in the distance cast his gaze here again, but was once again ignored by Zhenzhi.

Something must be wrong.

Zhenzhi pursed her lips lightly, her eyes flickering.

It is clear that ending this endless life as soon as possible and seeing the scene of hell as soon as possible is the only obsession in his heart for many years, but the way to death is clearly close at hand, but he does not have much joy in his heart, but some sadness and reluctance .

He has not witnessed the day when Atsushi was admitted to the school, nor has he completed the so-called deal agreed with the Akutagawa brothers and sisters.

More importantly, he has not fulfilled his promise to spend New Year with Dazai.

If it was true knowledge before, when he got the chance to die, he would definitely leave alone with a smile on his face.

But unknowingly, something seems to have changed quietly.

When he was about to go to his long-awaited death, he actually had a deep reluctance to let go of this world, and even had a lot of things he wanted to see.

This is not right.

Zhenzhi said silently in her heart, and mustered up the courage to move her gaze to the blue Bianhua on the auction stage.

A monster like him who has lived in the world for too long and should not be recognized has no right to continue to stay in the world.

He no longer wants to see again that when the people around him are getting old and even dying, he still maintains a young face and a decayed heart, living in the world.

He also didn't want to face parting again.

Even in his heart, a voice kept telling him.

You still want to live.

"Zhenzhi, it's Mrs. Maiko from the neighbor's house."

In a daze, Zhenzhi heard what Dazai said, and came back to his senses.

"What happened to the neighbor?"

Dazai smiled helplessly, and tightened his grip on Machi's hand by two points.

"Mrs. Maiko took a picture of the blue Bana flower."

"!"

Just after the auction started, Wu Can, who had thrown out a terrifying price, was satisfied to hear the auctioneer announce the ownership of the blue Bana flower.

He glanced at Machi who was still talking with Dazai in a low voice, showed a smug smile, stepped onto the stage under the surprised eyes of everyone, and grabbed the microphone.

His voice was hoarse with extreme excitement.

"Machi Eguchi, how does it feel to be snatched away by me after the blue Higan flower you got so hard?"