[Comprehensive] Blue dye

Recently, Giotto has a large-scale meeting to attend as the leader of Vengley, and his newly appointed guardians will also accompany him. He learned from Aizen that it is very serious for him. Giotto wants to intervene in person, but because of There is no margin.

Usually, Vongola's guardians are scattered all over the world, except for the guardian G of Lan. They will only come to Vengola's headquarters in Sicily, Italy when they need to show their faces for large-scale convening meetings.

Except for the fact that the Guardians of the Cloud are still vacant, there are not many days when there are such a complete number of people.

The content written on the report paper that Aizen borrowed Giotto to read that day was illegal human experiments. Most of the content was devoid of conscience and humanity. They boldly used kidnapping or kidnapping to capture young people as experimental products, even if they were careful, there were still traces so that Ichimaru Gin easily tracked down their base camp.

Human experimentation is a bit like committing suicide. If it is not dealt with properly, there will always be a lot of troubles in the follow-up. Aizen can be regarded as someone who has experienced it.

Having promised Giotto to help with this matter, Aizen, who was an outside consultant who was relaxed and free most of the time, set off from the Vengley headquarters that day.

By probing the nerves to capture the spiritual pressure, Aizen found Ichimaru Gin when Ichimaru Gin was squatting on the tree, holding the trunk with one hand and observing the distance with the other hand, his suit pants were tight because of his movements, and he was not afraid of the pants tearing .

Maybe it's because I always wear loose clothes that are easy to move around. Ichimaru Gin's habit can't be changed for a while, and he himself has no intention of changing it.

Sensing Aizen's arrival, Ichimaru Gin moved the binoculars away, raised his hand and waved hello to the little baby beside him.

The little baby with brown hair and clothes similar to Ichimaru Gin but shrunk several times stood securely at some distance from the tree trunk.

"Silver, what's the situation?"

"Well, the same way." Ichimaru Gin shrugged, his tone frivolous, and he didn't seem to take this matter to heart at all. He roughly described what he observed after staying here for the past few days: "That building is where experiments are carried out. The place, the time and people to go out are fixed, and the time for throwing the body is after midnight, and yesterday brought a group of people in."

It is obviously a heavy content, but the atmosphere is similar to when talking about ordinary trivial matters. For Giotto, the heinous and unacceptable behavior is not a big deal in the eyes of non-kind people.

What's more, for a person who has become a baby now, the sum of the crimes he committed in the past is definitely not comparable to that of a mere mafia.

Human experimentation is a thing of the past.

Ichimaru Gin observed Aizen's expression, tilted his head in doubt and asked, "Captain Aizen, you don't mean to go in and save someone?"

"I promised Giotto."

Ichimaru Gin had an expression of "I knew it" when he heard the words, and he got up to pat the non-existent dust on his suit pants. Although saving people was just a trivial matter for him, he still complained: "Captain Aizen, you are so The kid will spoil him."

Spoil who? Giotto?

"I don't think it's that difficult. After all, although we can't control the force of the crushed ants, it's no problem to clean them up. It's not difficult for us at all. Also, Silver, Giotto is different from you."

"Ah, it's cruel. Let's talk about Captain Aizan, don't you think it's strange for you to say such things when you're a baby?"

"..." I felt hit by an arrow.

The little baby with short hands, feet, short head and big head took a deep breath. His good self-cultivation prevented him from being too rude. Although he really wanted to kick Shimaru Gin off the branch, but even if he really hit it, Shimaru Yin can also adjust his posture to land normally in the air.

Aizen showed a gentle smile that was terrifying in Ichimaru Gin's eyes: "Gin, you can do it yourself later."

Ichimaru Gin's body froze for a while, and his own boss gave him an order, so he had no choice but to touch his nose to take over the stall, but today's action was not followed by an illusionist, and Aizen's ability needs to meet the preconditions to be effective. would lead to identity exposure.

"Need a disguise?"

"No need."

Aware of Ichimaru Gin's considerations, Aizen explained: "Go straight in, the bigger the noise, the better. Don't kill people who are still angry by mistake. Remember to keep the evidence of human experiments."

Keep the evidence so that other families can understand the situation through the evidence. It is difficult to distort the reason for the action when the evidence is in front of you. Aizen does not want to be accused of attacking other family territories without reason. follow-up processing issues.

[Allow me to make trouble, but keep the evidence?Captain Aizen really gave me a problem. 】

"Got it~"

In the dilapidated alley where sundries are placed, there is a gatekeeper standing at the back door of the building, dressed like ordinary people, he checked his watch to pay attention to the handover time.

But he was destined not to wait for his companion to come and change the guard with him.

When he looked up and suddenly saw the eye-catching silver, the gatekeeper was startled and reached into his clothes to draw a gun, but Ichimaru Gin didn't give him time.

"Boom."

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the gatekeeper's hat fell close to the body, bypassing the corpse at his feet, Ichimaru Gin chopped down the door and swaggered in. Aizen stood on his shoulder, saying that he couldn't make a move, but he couldn't make a move. , It’s just that Ichimaru Gin sometimes likes to play cards unreasonably, and someone who is following and supervising can reduce the chance of making mistakes.

The enemy's reaction was also very quick. Not long after they walked in from the back door, they encountered the first group of armed forces to encircle and suppress them. Aizen left Ichimaru Gin's shoulders, spread his bright white wings surrounded by electric light and stayed in the air, and Ichimaru Gin walked quickly. Going to the enemy's camp with guns to chop people down, he was merciless, and the light of the knife would always set off a warm bloody curtain, and the screams came and went.

After killing a group of enemies, the blood of the enemies dripped from the tip of the dangling knife. The bright red flowed through the blade, and one or two drops hit the ground, and bloody red flowers bloomed.

Flapping his wings and flying to Ichimaru Gin, Aizen squinted his eyes: "Gin, it's stained with blood."

"Ah?" I wiped my cheeks casually, feeling warm and greasy, I put my palms under my eyelids and saw a little bright red on my pale skin, "Really!"

Noticing the enemy's shouts for communication, Ichimaru Gin casually shook his bloody hand and said, "Let's clean up after it's over!"

With the sound of chaotic footsteps approaching, Ichimaru Gin lifted the Zanpakuto and took a few steps forward, using Shinigami's special footwork to disappear instantly, another round of killing.

This is not a war, and it is only a war if the odds of winning the two sides are almost the same.

The gap in strength was too great, and it was indeed a bit boring to simply kill an enemy who had no ability to counterattack, but the smell of blood that melted into the air stimulated his instincts, so that the movement of the knife did not sluggish, but became smoother and smoother.

Few people can be like Aizen, who still has an outstanding demeanor in battle, and does not hesitate to swing the knife pointing at the enemy. Even in the ever-changing battlefield, Aizen will not change his usual style.

He doesn't think that fighting should have aesthetics, he just doesn't like to get blood all over his body, why bother with things that can be solved easily?Of course, except for strategy.

If there is something to protect, it is someone who should be killed from behind.

Everyone's fighting style is different, and Aizen will not interfere with how his subordinates fight against the enemy.

"Ugh!"

"Shoot! Turn him into a hive!"

"Ah!"

"Monster, monster—"

Vibrating the light wings with electric arcs, Aizen followed the moving Ichimaru Gin.

Beheading people with hands and guns, the head of the gun that was cut off hit the ground, and the half of the gun was dropped from the hand, the bloodstains extending from the face to the chest The enemy fell back and retracted the body that was leaning forward due to the slash , throwing off the blood and sheathing the sword with a relaxed expression, Gin Ichimaru, whose cheek was stained with blood, turned to look at the little baby in the air.

"Solved, what now?"

"Look for the laboratory, and the place where the captured people gather."

"En——" After pondering for a while, Ichimaru Gin suggested with a smile: "Captain Aizen, can we act separately? I'm a little tired, let's end it sooner?"

Lan Ran glanced at him and nodded in agreement. This poorly ventilated room made him uncomfortable to stay in. The corridor design is so poorly ventilated and he kept shooting. The smell of smoke and gunpowder has a great influence on the baby, do you know that?

At the T-shaped turn, the two were about to split into two paths when Aizen suddenly called out Ichimaru Gin.

"silver."

"?"

"When you meet a researcher, you can deal with it as you please."

Ichimaru Gin grinned upon hearing this, and replied, "I see~"

He understood what Aizen meant, so he could kill him as he did.

The researchers may include people who are not willing to come here to participate in the project, ordinary people who have the ability to be threatened, or scientists who simply want to do related research.

They are all the same, at the moment when they get involved in this muddy water, they bear the same sins as those mafia gangsters.

Flapping his wings, he moved smoothly in the corridor full of blood. It turned out that the person who found the experimental site was Aizen, and the road leading to the room where the experimental subject was held was the road leading to Ichimaru Gin.

"How can there be a baby?"

The researcher who passed by with the documents saw Aizen at the door, showing a surprised expression. The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his chest. The researcher lowered his head in a daze, and touched the blood hole in his chest with trembling hands. The lost life blurred his vision, and he fell After downloading, the information was scattered all over the place.

Aizen looked calmly at the other people who were screaming and running away with their backs turned to him. The red and black light spots condensed on the tip of his little finger again, and he hit the target accurately. He flapped his wings and flew over the still warm corpse to enter the inner room. The move used a flash to kill one person, and the small room was immediately covered with corpses, the pool of blood spread and merged with each other, and Aizen landed on the top of the operating chair and put away the light wings.

When he came in, he happened to be conducting an experiment, and some of the flames were overshadowed by the flickering light, restless spiritual power pierced the air, and the faint hoarse screams were still captured by him.

Standing on the top of the operating chair and looking down at the young man who was tied to the black chair, the flames danced on the other's cheeks, the flames burned half of the body, and the air was filled with the smell of burning human body.

The out-of-focus pupils began to dilate, and Aizen knew that this person was hopeless.

He had already given up on rescue and opened his wings for easy action to go to Ichimaru Gin, but the sudden change in the young man caught his attention, and he noticed something that can only be noticed when he pays attention.

Black gas surrounded the young man's body, and the flames were extinguished to reveal the scorched skin. Aizen stopped and looked at the change of the young man with a surprised face. The black gas full of negative emotions aroused his thirst for knowledge, and when he was about to explore, he found... A familiar soul.

Every soul that exists is unique,

Aizen remembered.

"A child of Estoraneo?"

The eyes that shrank suddenly after the backlight trembled, met the eyes of the big-headed baby above the recliner who was looking down at him. The young man looked blank, with a simple expression that made people laugh.

The same soul, the previous life, right?What an unlucky fellow.

Counting the previous meeting, it was already the second meeting, the little baby raised his hand to cover the young man's forehead, the cool palm miraculously took away the scorching heat, and the spiritual power sorted out the mental pain.

The tortured, riddled heart found redemption.

Short but unforgettable.

The young man closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were moistened by the feeling he experienced for the first time in several lifetimes.

【……very warm. 】

There seemed to be a light, a glimmer of hope, in the endless darkness.

The future is quietly changing.

"Captain Aizen!... Ah? What does this smell like?"

【Aizen...is it...】

The black gas wrapped around his body evaporated and disappeared, and the young man's chest stopped heaving.

The author has something to say:

Just one opportunity can change a person.

The author is preparing for the pineapple sauce!A painstaking effort!

After all, I feel that the dark history of the original pineapple sauce in the early stage is too black to be white...

The author wants to manually animate the version with big head blue dye and small wings

Hehehe must be super cute_(:з」∠)_

I wish you all a happy new year~~