save the judge

Jingujiquan is still trying to explain his origin, and the green group is also in a little trouble, to be precise, Fushimi is in trouble.

As a former member of the Akagumi, Fushimi's personality and way of doing things are incompatible with the Akagumi. Even joining the Akagumi at the beginning was entirely due to the wish of his friend Hatta. After leaving the Akagumi, Fushimi avoided the Akagumi intentionally or unintentionally. He will never go to a sensitive place like Homra Bar.

This time too, after receiving the order from Munakata Reisi to accompany him to the Barbara, Fushimi brought out a large pile of official documents, silently expressing that he was busy and had no time to accompany his boss to welcome the young master back home .

Munakata Reishi accepted the silent but firm protest of his subordinates well, not only generously allowed Fushimi's absence, but also expressed his approval of Fushimi's serious work with practical actions-giving him more than half of his official documents.

So all the members of the intelligence department saw how Mr. Fushimi, a young genius, was working under a cloud of low pressure. Everyone who passed by him held his breath involuntarily, 10 Minutes, two 10 minutes...

Twenty-five minutes after the head and deputy head left, Fushimi suddenly stood up and walked out with a dark face.

Daomingji, who was still out of the situation, bumped into him head-on, waving the report and shouting excitedly: "Mr. Fushimi~ My report is finished! Can you correct it for me? Hey... where are you going?"

Fushimi's complexion became even uglier, why did he have to do everything while that hot chicken room chief could use all kinds of excuses to avoid work openly? !

Fushimi, who was in a bad mood and wanted to kill someone, said in a bad tone: "Go to the field!"

Daoming Si scratched his hair in a daze, and showed a silly and sweet smile to his colleagues: "That...report——"

Before he could finish his words, everyone in the intelligence department dispersed like birds and beasts, leaving only blank paper flying in the air.

Just kidding, helping Daomingsi to change the report will kill you, okay? !Only Mr. Fushimi with a high IQ can understand the comic-like attendance process!We mortals should not get involved in such things...

Here, Fushimi rushed to the Homra bar angrily, hesitated for three seconds in front of a deserted alley and a busy road, and then walked into the narrow alley.

In any city that develops too fast, there must be countless such small alleys, hidden behind the bustling city, and cleaning robots will not pass by here, because they do not exist on the map at all.

Fushimi was halfway there when he realized something was wrong.

He looked up and looked around. There were several dilapidated beverage vending machines lined up in the alley. More than half of the indicator lights on them were off, and the remaining half were struggling on the verge of dying. The noise came from there. of.

Fushimi's left hand rested on the sword Subaru at his waist.

The sword named after the Fate of the Stars was bestowed by King Qing, and it has unparalleled power, and it is an existence that will never betray him.

He walked over slowly, maybe it was a cat or a dog, or it might be a gangster hiding here taking/drugs, but more likely, it was an outsider who saw him alone and ambushed here.

To be able to hunt the third in command of the youth group, this is an exciting record even if you think about it.

Fushimi is very aware of his own value, but his identity is destined that he cannot shrink back because of the danger ahead.

The dagger with a faint red light slid silently from his sleeve into his palm. Fushimi, who is naturally cautious, never underestimated any opponent. He took two steps forward slowly and saw the vending machine clearly. after the scene.

Even Fushimi, who was used to seeing all kinds of unimaginable scenes, couldn't help being stunned by the scene in front of him.

The two men fell face down on the ground, and the sticks in their hands fell to the side. Fushimi took a glance and knew that his guess was right, and he should hide here and wait for him.

To his surprise, there was a child sitting on top of the two unconscious men.

The child was wearing a black military uniform with a short cloak over it, short silver-white hair pressed under the military cap, big round green eyes looking at this side, and holding a sword about as tall as him in his hand On the ground, two white legs dangled in the air.

Seeing Fushimi appearing, he jumped off those two people happily: "Ah, I heard they said they were going to ambush a man named Fushimi Saru Hiko, are you Fushimi?"

He bounced over and was about to say something when suddenly his expression froze, he raised his nose and sniffed vigorously.

He easily carried the Zhenda Taidao behind his back with one hand, bent down and sniffed Fushimi up and down, like a fluffy puppy.

After sniffing around, the child suddenly raised his head, and Fushimi realized that his eyes were extremely beautiful green, green and shiny like new shoots, with transparent and pure blue in his pupils, which was even more beautiful than the mountains and rivers in the New Year.

The child approached him with a pair of big round eyes, very happy: "Hey, you have the smell of the main hall! Have you seen him? Where is he?"

Fushimi didn't realize what he heard at first, and he went back to his mind twice to confirm that the "Lord Hall" just heard was not his hallucination, this child was really calling someone "Lord Hall"!

Having worked in a crime-fighting agency for a long time, Fushimi, who has seen everything, couldn't help but think of some disgusting things, his face changed again and again, and it took him a long time to force out a sentence: "Your ... the main hall? Why do you call him that?"

The child tilted his head blankly: "How can I call it otherwise?"

He suddenly became depressed: "I finally figured out a way to sleep with the main hall, and I woke up in this place when I was half asleep... If I didn't feel that the breath of the main hall is here..."

Fushimi's expression was beyond words.

"What's your name?" The thin and youthful third leader of the youth team said in a deep voice.

The child raised his head, his voice was crisp, and fell to the ground like beads: "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Yingwan, and I got the name because of the legend of being repaired by fireflies~"

His ending sound was softly elongated, and a smiling face approached Fushimi: "Well...you look like my home country, what's the matter with you, don't be so unmotivated, you have so many fun things. Not interested?"

His words were not fully heard by Fushimi, Fushimi felt something was wrong after hearing only one name, and was still immersed in his own thoughts.

Yingwan... It doesn't sound like the normal name parents would give their children, and they don't even have a surname. Who is that "main hall"... Or, what kind of method was used to make a good name? children become like this?

Hotaru didn't know how he came here.

After his spiritual power was exhausted, he returned to his original body, and his companions placed him next to the God-inspector's bed, waiting to be reincarnated as a human again.

But when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the castle tower and the god judge, but a narrow and dark alley. Not far away, there were two men who brandished sticks and looked like they were not good people squatting on a few tables. behind the machine.

Hotaru stretched out his hand to touch it, his body knife was still behind his back, did he not stay in the guard that day?Will it scare the other companions?If he disappears suddenly like this...and Guojun will definitely be worried, he has to go back quickly...

Hotaru was about to go up and ask the two men what kind of place it was, when they heard them talking about the "green group" and "outsiders", and kept mentioning the name "Fushimi Saruhiko". That's what they want to ambush.

Hotaru actually doesn’t feel much about this sneaky behavior of squatting behind people’s backs and slaying black hands. The three views of swords are all given by their masters. It is said that winning the war is the goal. As for the means used, it really doesn't matter. The swords and swords are deeply influenced by it, and there are few "correct three views" in the usual sense.

So Hotaru, who didn't feel anything, went up and patted them on the shoulder with great heart. As a result, the two bold guys saw that they were children, and they wanted to knock him out before Hotaru could open his mouth so as not to hinder his plan.

In the end, it developed into being sat under the butt by Hotaru.

But... I didn't expect to be so lucky that I could smell the smell of the main hall on this human who was very similar to Guoxing.

Hotaru tilted her head to look at Fushimi with a smile, humming a song, and walked forward behind Fushimi.

Of course, it is impossible for Fushimi to know who the main hall is that Hotaru is talking about. He has come into contact with many people in the past few days.But he couldn't leave such a child alone. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to leave this trouble to the head of the office, and he happened to be going to the head of the office. No matter how he looked at it, it was the best solution.

Fushimi thought so and walked towards the Homra bar with Hotaru, who was carrying a big sword on his back.

****

At the entrance of the bar, Reji Munakata, who was wearing a pale blue uniform, met the newly returned Red Team.

The red group was furious almost instantly, and the one in blue suddenly ran over, there must be a conspiracy!

A group of hot-blooded teenagers rolled up their sleeves one after another, glaring at Reji Munakata and Seri Awashima opposite.

Munakata Reishi completely ignored the sight of these teenagers, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he calmly went forward and knocked on the door of the bar.

"Ah, Brother Hatta! He must be provoking us!"

"What about the king in blue! Give him a good look!"

The teenagers at the bottom of the steps almost exploded with anger. The orange-haired boy in the lead twirled a baseball bat in his hand, but he was not the first one to rush forward: "Shut up!"

If you can't beat it again and again, what are you doing rushing forward!The king's words... of course it must be resolved by the king!

The bar door swung open.

The red-haired king stood there lazily, raised his eyelids, and twitched his mouth: "...Munakata."

Qing Wang adjusted his glasses politely: "I have already explained my purpose of coming."

Chi Wang's voice was low and hoarse, as if he still hadn't woken up: "It's up to him to decide whether to go back or not. This is Baru Wuluo, and it's not your turn to speak yet."

A trace of obvious surprise flashed in Munakata Reishi's eyes: "Are you talking to him?"

No, this is no longer the point of speaking for him. According to Zhou Fangzun's character, this is already obvious protection, and the tone is obvious. If Jingongjiquan himself is unwilling to go back, he will even fight with Munakata leave people.

Having known this barbarian for so many years, this is the first time I have seen him show such obvious emotions on people outside the clan.

Munakata Reishi couldn't help but chuckled: "Oh, this is really rare."

Zhou Fangzun looked annoyed, and rubbed his hair: "Anyway, you can go." After saying that, he wanted to close the door, Zongxiang raised his voice: "At least let me see him?"

Zhou Fangzun stopped for a moment, hummed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, lit a cigarette for himself, and had no intention of leaving at all.

The blond-haired bar owner walked over with a smile, with a peaceful expression: "Zun... Qingwang is right, Mr. Jinguji?"

The soft Kyoto accent sounds good, but Munakata did not let go of his guard against the bar owner at all.

Holding a glass of wine in his hand, the black-haired young man finally appeared in Munakata's sight.

The two looked at each other, and Jingongjiquan raised his finger first: "Yo?"

Munakata looked him up and down: "It seems that your condition is not bad?"

Jingujiquan was very calm: "Thank you."

Munakata continued: "Before I came out, the people from the Non-Time Institute also suggested that I bring emergency rescue equipment. It seems that they are thinking too much?"

Jingujiquan's face froze.

Kusanagi turned to look at him, and moved his eyes twice between his face and the glass of wine: "First aid equipment?"

Jingujiquan's mouth twitched twice.

A lazy voice sounded before him: "Director... report to Fushimi."

Another crisp voice sounded at the same time: "The main hall!"

This voice, which obviously came from a child, suddenly stunned the audience, and everyone's eyes became strange.