Dr. Jishihurensen

A dagger was stuck in Mori Ogai's heart, and the handle of the dagger was being held in the palm of the girl in front of him.

"Alice, you..."

The girl in front of her didn't have the slightest expression, she was as quiet as a doll, looking at the dagger in her hand that was only partly pierced due to lack of strength, and pressed down hard with the other hand.

"Stop!"

Tan Tian Shantouhuo on one side did not expect such a development at all, he stopped the girl's movements with a livid face, and threw her aside without hesitation.

Mori Ogai stretched out his hand to cover the dagger on his chest, breathing heavily, with disbelief on his face.

"how come……"

His voice was choppy.It seems that because of the dagger passing through his chest, his voice is also hoarse now.

"Hey, I didn't expect to be such a decisive girl. It's really hard not to like it."

The lady who was urging the "Angel of Death" to stab Mori Ogai with a smile on her face turned to Taneda Shantou, "What is Mr. Taneda doing? A teenage child, can you What are you doing? It’s just accidentally stuck into this person’s chest, she’s still a child.”

As she said that, she stretched out her hand to the "Angel of Death", "Come here, I am a girl like you, I will not let these dirty adults bully you."

Saying that, with a bright smile on his face, he looked at the girl in front of him.

On one side, Taneda Shantou looked down at the girl, watched her shake off his hand without hesitation, and slowly walked towards the lady. His mind, which was clear at first, was now confused, and he didn't know what Mori Ogai was doing. is ready to do something.

But no matter what he did, it was obviously very dangerous for Mori Ogai to do so.The bleeding must be stopped.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, bypassed the two of them, and quickly squatted in front of Mori Ogai.

"Ma'am, it's against morality for you to instigate a child to attack an unsuspecting person like this. What's more, Mori Ogai is still our military doctor now."

The lady didn't turn her head, she didn't intend to glance at Mori Ogai at all, her eyes were full of the girl in front of her.

"How much strength does she have if she thinks about a person so much? Even if he is injured, isn't he a doctor himself? A doctor in the field must be very good at this kind of injury, just let him pack a bag by himself."

She had no intention of turning back at all, and she didn't care about it at all. This was not a wound that a person could bandage by herself at all. She reached out and scratched the hair on the side of "Angel of Death"'s face, and pulled it behind her ear.

"Hey, look, he's forced you to do something you don't like, and now he's paid for it. What do you want to do?"

The girl stared at the lady in front of her with her dull eyes open for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Well……"

The girl's cry was low and weak at first, but after a while, after the lady hugged her into her arms, it suddenly turned into a loud cry.

"I'm in so much pain, I really don't want to do this, they want to die, I obviously want to save them, woo woo woo."

Listening to the crying of the girl in front of her, the lady casually patted her on the back, "Hey, don't cry."

The lady's voice was very soft, "Why are you crying? I thought, you are acting like an angel, and besides doing things that make me happy, you should also say something that makes me happy. Why don't you tell me about it?" , how did those people you saw before struggle under our hands?"

As she spoke, she rolled up a strand of blonde hair from the "Angel of Death".

The girl cried aloud, but didn't respond at all, as if she didn't hear her words.

"The child is really annoying."

Saying so, the lady's hand was pulled down fiercely.

Taneda Santoka, who lowered his head to help Mori Ogai fix the dagger on his chest, was keenly aware of the abnormality, and turned his head abruptly.

His heart was icy cold.

It's over, Mori Ogai stabbed himself for nothing.

A few strands of pale golden hair were pulled down with the lady's movements. After the flexible strands were detached from the scalp, they wound around her fingertips a few times and then loosened.

The lady stared at the strands of hair in her hands, her face changed from calm and elegant to slightly weird.

She stared at the golden hair in her hand for a moment, then looked at the girl who was still crying as if she didn't know what happened, and waved at the servant behind her.

The servant stepped forward and obediently lit the blue flame.

Blue flames jumped between them, approaching the golden hair, and a stench of burnt protein emanated from his fingertips.

The lady ignored the "angel of death" who was still crying, and stared at the hair in her hand that was curled up without hesitation after getting close to the flame, and rubbed it with her fingers unwillingly.

The black powder fell from the fingers.

This is exactly how human hair should feel.

It shouldn't be, he can be caught so easily, and he shouldn't be the real angel of death.

The military doctor in front of him is a puppet with special abilities, so it is normal to use his own special abilities to make a puppet to make a fuss and hide the real angel of death.

However, the hair of the power doll should disappear when it is separated from the main body, but it is just like a real person.

So, now, is this actually true?

No, real people don't have to be Angels of Death either.After all, the people in the government were watching so closely because they didn't want them to get people with supernatural powers, and they didn't even want to give them corpses.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the lady's face again.

She stretched out her hand, and rubbed it at the place where the hair was pulled out before the "Angel of Death", "Just now, I accidentally broke your hair. It was my sister's fault. My sister apologizes to you. But angel, can you I can't tell my sister your name, and what about your supernatural power?"

She looked straight into the eyes of the girl in front of her, and said what she had said to Mori Ogai.

"Because, I want to know."

After hearing her words, "Angel of Death" raised his head, looked at her for a moment, and slowly spoke his message.

"My name is Alice..."

"The supernatural ability is...to help the world and save people."

The lady squinted, looked at Alice in front of her, and smiled.

"Really? Alice, can you show your ability to my sister?"

Alice looked up and looked at the lady with a puzzled expression.

As if thinking of something, she looked at Sen Owai who had already been bandaged, and only circles of bandages remained on her upper body, with a look of resistance on her face.

"Ah, Alice hates that person, so don't you want to help him? Then it's okay, as long as you treat the injury in front of your sister."

As she spoke, she pointed to Mori Ogai behind her.

"So, don't you hate him? My sister came to avenge you, and then all you have to do is save him when he is about to die, how about that? In this way, my sister will torture him for you, you just need to watch him Well, will you be happy?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi had a disapproving look on his face, and Fukuchi Sakurachi raised his brows.

Fukuchi Sakurachi doesn't think this girl is an angel of death, but as long as the attendants of the clock tower think it is.But the current situation is not so simple.

Just by looking at their behavior, the attendants of the clock tower thought that Mori Ogai was the mastermind behind the escape of the Angel of Death, and it was precisely because of this that Mori Ogai was targeted by the other party.

The value of a useless person who is only used to play an important role is not as high as that of a doctor with real superpowers. Moreover, this person should have received a lot of hospitality before they came. Has not yet said what he does, should be a useful person.

However, if you are a smart person, you probably haven't thought of what to do in this scene, right?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the girl sitting on the ground, Fukuchi Sakura raised his eyebrows and yawned big.

"Hey, attendant of the clock tower, Fukuzawa and I rushed here overnight, but we are very tired. If there is nothing to do here, we will leave first."

Saying so, he already held Fukuzawa Yukichi's wrist.

Fukuzawa Yukichi had apparently already had the idea of ​​doing something because of the lady's words, and now his hands were already on the handle of the knife.

"Okay, okay, it's not our business here, how about Fuze going to have a glass of wine?"

Saying that, without waiting for the lady's response, Fukuji Sakurachi had already left with someone.

Before leaving, he looked back at Mori Ogai.

The two of us have already left. The next thing depends on your own plan. Don't let me misunderstand the person, Mr. Military Doctor.

Mori Ogai looked at the other person's eyes, and raised his lips slightly.

Although Fukuji Sakurachi's visit was not within his expectations, it was clear that his goal had been achieved, and that was enough.

Next, is the beginning of the good show.