Miss Izumi

Regarding Osamu Dazai's question, Izumi said calmly, "Didn't you already guess it?"

"Want to use the detective agency to add another way to investigate the people behind the scenes? Naturally, such superficial things can be guessed, but..." Osamu Dazai looked up at the roof of the car, "You should have other ideas ?”

Quan nodded and said: "I suspect that the target of the people behind the scenes is not the scroll, nor me, but..."

"Yokohama." Osamu Dazai answered naturally.

"Sure enough, do you already have someone in your mind?" A dark light flashed in Quan's eyes, "Did you tell me about the impending disaster in Yokohama?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged and said, "I'm not sure either, because all this is just our suspicion, and there is no clue to prove our guess is correct."

"And..." Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on Izumi's exposed bandage, "Why don't you feel that it is the guy who chased and killed you before?"

"Because of this." Quan looked at him with his scarlet kaleidoscope, "They dare not come."

"Then before you... so it was like this, was it a sneak attack? It's the same as the wound on your chest now?"

After reaching this conclusion, Osamu Dazai looked at the five-petaled flower in Izumi's eyes, and said curiously: "This is the final form of your Sharingan? It came back together with your memory? And the skeleton in the photo The arm is also part of the ability?"

"Yes. The thing you mentioned is Susanoo, and it is a defense-based ability." Izumi nodded and briefly explained the function of the "skeleton arm".

"Hmm, is that so..." Osamu Dazai dragged his tone, and didn't respond much.

Izumi and Osamu Dazai were talking in the back seat, and Kunikida Doppo and Tanizaki Junichiro in the front row seemed to have forgotten about these two people, and they didn't get any attention at all.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Quan said maliciously, "Even if it's just a test?"

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, unmoved by Izumi's proposal: "That guy is like a sewer rat, he can hide and hide, and his den is hidden and not fixed. Those guys who are sent to Yokohama, even what he looks like, I don’t know if it’s a man or a woman, at most I come to explore the way and stir up trouble, so what can I expect to find out from them?”

"It turns out that you are afraid of such a person..." Quan stroked his chin and extracted the information he wanted, "I thought it would be some kind of large organization or gang."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Those things will appear, you can't be careless, sister Koizumi."

"Know it."

The two chatted a few more words.Afterwards, Osamu Dazai reminded him that he was approaching the abandoned shipyard, and Izumi removed the illusion.

The previously invisible barrier between the front and rear seats disappeared without a sound.

Kunikida Doppo and the three people in the car confirmed the plan that had been "discussed" just now.

"...Above, follow the plan, understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Kunikida." Izumi and Tanizaki said in unison.

"Understood~" Osamu Dazai waved his hand lazily.

About [-] meters away from the abandoned shipyard, the taxi stopped.

Beside a certain window on the second floor of the factory, a man with an infrared night vision device watching, locked onto Quan Quan who got out of the car almost instantly.

The hem of his skirt was just past his knees, and a pair of straight calves were exposed to the air. When the night wind blew, he shivered with cold.He was also carrying a messenger bag, which he held tightly in front of him, as if it contained something important.

The man guessed that there should be the scroll they asked him to bring.

The area around the abandoned shipyard was pitch black, with no streetlights to illuminate it.Fortunately, the headlights of the taxi illuminated the road ahead, so that Quan would not go forward in the dark.

The surroundings were so quiet that one could even hear the slight sound of the soles rubbing against the ground as they walked.The sudden ringing of the incoming call cut through the quiet air and startled Quan.

Looking at the caller ID, it was his grandfather's call.

He couldn't help swallowing, and answered the phone tremblingly: "Hello..."

The person opposite said rudely: "Tell the taxi behind you to go back!"

Quan was taken aback for a moment, then wondered: "But... what if you go back on your word and don't let us go?"

"No but! You don't care about your grandfather's life?!"

"...Okay." Quan bit his lower lip fiercely, walked to the driver's seat of the taxi, knocked on the window, and said something to the driver.Then he took out his wallet and settled the taxi fare.

The taxi turned around and left, and soon disappeared.

Without headlights, Quan had to use his mobile phone to illuminate the road ahead.

Following the instructions given by the person on the phone, he found an unlicensed van parked outside the factory, and then knocked on the rusty factory gate.

Soon, he heard the sound of tapping footsteps coming from behind the door.

The iron chain jingled against the metal gate, as if it had also struck Quan's heart.

The door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a tooth-piercing "squeak" sound, and then, a head came out of the door.

The mobile phone lights used for lighting gather on the faces of the visitors from bottom to top.Large shadows pile up on the upper half, covering the eyes and forehead.The first thing others noticed was the nose and mouth under the strong light, which looked extremely scary.

Quan was taken aback, and subconsciously took a step back.

The man who opened the door sneered, "Coward."

Quan pursed his lips tightly, and unconsciously grabbed the satchel in front of him: "Where is my grandfather?!"

The man snorted and didn't answer his question.He looked Quan up and down, finally set his eyes on the satchel in his hand, and asked, "Did you bring the things?"

Quan quickly took out a lighter from his satchel, ignited it with a "snap", and mustered up the courage to say, "You, you don't let my grandfather go, I, I will burn this thing immediately!"

"..."

The man suddenly shook the light of the mobile phone in his hand to Izumi's face.

"!"

Quan's eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and he subconsciously tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"You look pretty." The man whistled excitedly, then pushed open the door, pointing his thumb to the room, "Go first, your grandpa is getting old, and he has already fallen asleep inside."

"..." Quan's face was full of resistance, "No, I'll give you the scroll right here, and you bring my grandpa out!"

The man smacked his lips impatiently, and suddenly said loudly: "I said it all, the old man fell asleep, do you still want me to recite it for you?!"

Quan gritted his teeth and said, "Then you stay away from me, or I will burn what you want right away!"

"...Hmph, I'm quite angry." The man rolled his eyes, not worried that Quan would not follow, he turned and walked into the house.

Quan followed him in.

Two footsteps, one in front and one in the back, stepped into the factory building.

The man groped around the door for a while, found the switch, and a small, dim chandelier lit up.

In addition to the man who brought Quan in, there were two strange men in the room.

At this moment, they were leaning against the railing of the stairs leading to the second floor.Hearing the movement from the door, the two of them focused their eyes on Quan who entered the door.

"Yo, this is the guy the employer said?"

"You're pretty pretty, little girl."

Izumi ignored them, and quickly glanced at the room, but did not find Chotaro Mizuno.

He frowned and said, "Where's my grandfather?!"

One of them walked over a few steps: "Your grandfather, you slept soundly upstairs."

Quan quickly took a few steps back: "Don't come here!" As he said, he raised the lighter in his hand again, threatening beyond words.

"Hmph." The man furthest away from him snorted coldly, "I don't know good from bad."

He winked at his two companions.

The man who was walking in front of Quan blocked Quan's way of retreat with a stride, and the other man didn't care about Quan's threat, and approached him step by step.

"You, what are you doing..." Quan looked at them in a panic, picked up the satchel, approached the lighter, and said loudly, "Don't you want the scroll?!"

The man who was close to him laughed with a "chi" and said triumphantly, "Our target was you from the beginning, little sister."

"Varied……"

Quan opened his eyes wide, and before he could finish his sentence, the man rushed towards him when he opened his mouth!

Seeing that he was about to touch Quan's arm, what the three of them didn't expect was that his hand seemed to pass through the three-dimensional image, and he missed it!

Before he could react, the outstretched arm was grabbed by a strong force, followed by a whirlwind in front of him.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the pain spread rapidly from his back to his limbs, his head was in a daze, and he didn't recover for a long time.

What he touched before, Quan's body, was like fine snow emitting a glimmer of light, dissipating in the air when the wind blows.

The eyes of the other two people suddenly widened, and they immediately pulled out pistols from behind their waists.

One person was about to load and fire a gun when he was hit hard on the back of the head and fell to the ground with a "plop".

In the end, only the guy who blocked the door, that is, the guy who brought Quan in at the beginning, was left.

He looked around and found no suspicious figure.

A chill ran up his back from the soles of his feet, and cold sweat oozed from his back, soaking his shirt in an instant.The sweat on the forehead pooled into strands, slid down the cheeks, and finally dripped on the ground under the chin, leaving groups of dark water stains.

"You stinky girl, get out of here! Don't play tricks!"

He fired a few shots around, but missed any targets.

Fear was like a beast with its mouth wide open, and it quickly devoured him completely.

He swallowed, left his companion who fell on the ground, and ran out the door regardless.

But before he could step out of the threshold, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

Tanizaki Junichiro's supernatural ability "Xiyuki" was released, and Izumi and Kunikida Doppo, who had been hiding before, appeared.

"A group of mobs, where did they get the gun?" Kunikida Doppo picked up the pistol that fell on the ground with a handkerchief, frowning and lost in thought.

Izumi followed Kunikida Doppo's instructions step by step, like a chick following an old hen.

Junichiro Tanizaki, who had climbed the stairs on the second floor at some point, stood in front of a certain room, turned around and waved to the two downstairs: "Grandpa Mizuno is here!"

Quan's eyes lit up, and he was about to step upstairs.

But at this time, the sound of a car engine starting suddenly sounded outside!

In this building, there is actually No.4 kidnapper!

"No, that guy is going to run!" Kunikida Doppo hurriedly opened the door, and started to chase after him.

But just as he ran a few steps, something unexpected happened.The van parked outside didn't intend to escape, it turned around and slammed into the factory building!

Seeing that he was about to collide with it, Kunikida Dopō swiftly threw himself to the side, avoiding the approaching car.

But the target of that car was obviously not him, but Quan not far from him!

After passing Kunikida Doppo, the speed of the car accelerated again, and it was about to hit it!

"Quan! Don't be dumb! Get out of the way!"

Kunikida Doppo shouted loudly.

No, it's not that he doesn't want to escape, but...

Izumi bowed his head, looking down.

The man who was thrown over his shoulder by Kunikida at first regained consciousness at some point.

While everyone's attention was on the car that started outside, he quickly crawled to Quan's feet.Then, when the car hit him, he firmly grabbed Quan's ankles, not giving him a chance to move a step.

He widened his eyes, grinned grinningly, and said to Quan in a stern tone: "As I said, our goal from the beginning was you—"

He thought that he would get negative emotions like fear or anger from that face, but what he never expected was.

Izumi's face was shrouded in the shadow of long hair, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was full of undisguised mockery and sarcasm.