I was touched by Yokohama

Until the two walked away, Chacha jumped off the wall.

"...Military police?" Her eyelashes drooped slightly, and she murmured the address she had just heard.

Suddenly, a fierce attack with killing intent hit her from behind!

"Here." The man closed his eyes and said with a smile.

Naturally, the blow from that ninja-shaped weapon failed to hurt Chacha. She looked at the man in the army green cloak in front of her, and blinked her dark gold cat eyes lightly without making a sound.

Another military policeman like those just now.

3 minute later.

Chacha came out from the smoke and dust of the ruins, raised her eyes slightly, and a drop of transparent water condensed on her eye feathers slid down.

She still couldn't hold back her hand, but this was already the result of her restraint after Shi Ban desperately called out in her mind.

"Why do you want to stop me?" Chacha was a little impatient at being quarreled.

Can't it be destroyed?

Shi Ban was silent for a while, and answered softly in her mind.

[Actually, I don't care... because the killing and destruction I have indirectly caused are not small. ]

Chacha didn't understand even more: "Then why did you stop me?"

slate:[……]

[Probably because I like you very much, so I don't want you to be unhappy after you wake up. ]

Chacha frowned slightly, and defined: "You are so strange."

Even though Chacha is in a very bad state of chaos, she can vaguely sense that Shi Ban is worried about her, and only her.

However, because of Shi Ban's timely dissuasion, Chacha, who fought back, quickly forcibly restrained his violent and dark emotions. The military police still has a sigh of relief. If he finds out in time and sends him for treatment, he will survive.

But there's no one around here...

If no one thinks he's unlucky.

With the passage of time, Chacha's state of patience has become worse and worse.

Just as she was about to leave, a big silver-white tiger rushed over suddenly, nimbly and swiftly jumped into the ruins.

"Are you okay?" The boy's slightly anxious voice sounded.

The girl who was about to leave looked at him twice more now.

It turned out that it was not a tiger, but a human being.

Chacha stood quietly in the corner before, his body happened to be blocked by the angle, and the boy didn't realize that there was another person here.

Until he suddenly had an inexplicable intuition at a certain moment, and suddenly raised his head and looked in one direction.

In this short moment, he only captured a cluster of hair tails as pure as snow, which was fleeting in the night rain.

"That... who is it?"

Atsushi Nakajima stood up straight, couldn't help staring at that place for a while, confirming that the other party had left, and then looked away.

"Dun!" Not far away, Kunikida ran over quickly, "Is there anything unusual here?"

"Ah, yes, Mr. Kunikida!" Atsushi Nakajima quickly stood up, "There is a wounded person here, who seems to be seriously ill, and seems to be in a coma..."

"It should be the people from the 'Hound Dog' side of the military police. Tell them to come and deal with it immediately." Kunikida knelt down and judged the other party's injury.

"Dun, have you seen what that person looks like?"

This time, Yokohama has been raining continuously for a full month, and there is no sign of stopping. This is not ordinary rain. If it continues like this, it will be a disaster for Yokohama, which is close to the sea.The center sources the location of the Port Mafia, but has never been able to discover why.

Until this evening, the girl suddenly appeared on the roof of Hong Kong Hei Building, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division also determined through instruments that the girl was the ultimate source of the anomaly.Originally, this time it was supposed to be resolved by the provocative port mafia, but I didn't expect that even the Hong Kong black gravity envoy and the Hong Kong black "disaster dog" failed to catch each other.

Then the military police who got the news took the lead in rounding up for some purpose, and the armed detective agency was entrusted to assist.

But now it seems...

Atsushi Nakajima carefully recalled: "The scene I saw when I came was what it is now. The battle was over at that time, and that person didn't appear until I arrived... By the way, I seemed to see a scene at the end. A tuft of snow-white hair flashed by."

In fact, white is fine, but when Atsushi Nakajima described it, he couldn't help but use the adjective "snow".

"Before you rushed over, did you hear the sound in this direction?"

"Yes, it should be the sound and vibration of the collapse of the surrounding abandoned buildings, but that's all." Affected by Kunikida's expression, Nakajima Atsushi's eyes gradually became serious, "Mr. Kunikida, is there something wrong? ?"

Kunikida Doppo shook his head, his face wearing gold-rimmed glasses had a gloomy expression: "If there is no mistake in judgment, the opponent's strength is very strong."

After fighting Nakahara Nakahara and Akutagawa Ryunosuke in Hong Kong Hei, he left Hong Kong Hei. He defeated the Hound Dog without much effort, and was silent under the intervention of the military police, the Ability Secret Service Division and the Armed Detective Agency. escape.Even most people have not even been able to see each other's face-to-face.

It's just downright scary.

Why would such a person do such a thing as the continuous rainstorm in Yokohama for a month?

If there is no deep purpose behind it, I am afraid no one will believe it.

Thinking of this, Kunikida Doppo raised his vigilance even more, and took an extremely solemn attitude towards this matter.

"Dun, you probably almost ran into that person. In the information given by the port mafia, the girl's hair color is the same as what you described."

Kunikida Doppo said, "The next time you meet her, be more vigilant, she is a very dangerous person."

If that mysterious girl hadn't been caught, the detective agency would have to confront her sooner or later if the rain continued.

……

After getting rid of those military police, Chacha went to a place where no one noticed.

Passing through those tombstones and grass, those who were trying to catch Chacha in Yokohama would never have imagined that the girl they wanted to catch was sitting casually on the treetop at this moment, shaking her calf lightly.

She is watching a "movie".

Although that is not actually a movie that was performed, but something that actually happened.

It's just that for Chacha at this time, these memories are about to be completely swallowed up in the endless black mud, and they can't bring her much emotional fluctuation.It is because of the reminder of the slate that I can find this memory that is about to be squeezed from the "black mud" in my heart.

Slate is also helpless.

The current Chacha is still that Chacha, and her essence will not change, but if the Chacha in the main world before is described as a glass cup filled with clear water, then the current Chacha is a cup filled with black mud. , even the black mud is about to overflow the cup.

And the black mud is still increasing in it. When the glass can't hold it, the black mud inside will completely engulf the world. The glass will be fine, and everything outside the glass will be hard to say.

And another possibility is that when a certain critical point is reached, the glass that is bearing the black mud doesn't want to care anymore, so the black mud in the glass is poured out directly.And the final result will be the same as the previous possibility, but earlier.

Chacha is now approaching that critical point.

"So they are people I know." Chacha threw the memory that had been browsed back to Jiaoluo. Now she is filled with black mud, and there is no room for other extra things, let alone a cute one. Dispensable short story too.

But it's still useful, for example, at this time, Chacha's suppressed emotions have calmed down a lot.

[Yes, you don't hate them. ]

"You don't hate it..." Chacha repeated these two words.She had a distaste for everything now, like the shadows that fall on things before night falls, only in different shades.

"But now they don't know me either, so it doesn't matter."

Because of the existence of strong desires, there will be endless voices that cannot be heard, condensed into "evil" that cannot be resolved.

She had been bearing it before, but she suddenly understood, why should she bear it?

When the world has consciousness, it is equivalent to having a "heart", which is destined not to be used as a vessel at will.

Chacha let out a sigh of relief, her dark golden eyes were astonishingly cold in the half-dark light.

"I hate it all."

Slate: […No. ]

It is very firm in saying this sentence.

[I know, you definitely don't hate everything in this world. ]

"I hate it." Chacha reiterated as if she was competing with the slate, with a delicate little face and round cat eyes.

[You don't hate it. ] The slate that had been holding her back this time refused to change, [If you hate what you see, my persuasion will not stop you at all. ]

Chacha got stuck, and her face wrinkled into a ball: "But I didn't let myself do it recklessly, it doesn't mean I don't hate them! Human beings are the most annoying!"

Chaotic Chacha was like a child who failed to win, pursing his lips unwillingly, revealing his willful and angry side.

Slate was much happier about it.

The cold and delicate girl like a porcelain doll has a little more popularity.

A ball of light appeared in front of Chacha, and after the light dissipated, an ancient stone slab with complicated characters and patterns appeared, floating up and down gently in front of the girl.

——It's like human beings solemnly face to face, expressing their thoughts seriously.

[If that's the case, it's too gentle. ]

He obviously doesn't like all of this, and obviously can destroy all of this as long as he lets himself relax a bit, but he still endures and doesn't do that, isn't it because he is too gentle?

Chacha was really stunned at this moment, her eyes were wide open, she seemed to be unable to figure out why there was such a talking cornerstone as slate.

[Also, you are not hated at all,] Slate seemed to have the intention to joke and play with words, [You will never be hated. ]

Cha Cha: "..."

The snow-haired girl stared angrily at the slate in front of her, always feeling like she had punched the cotton with her fist.Suddenly, she flashed, and the figure of the girl disappeared from the treetop, and instead, there was a kitten covered in snow.

The little milk cat's soft, pink ears twitched twice, and it stretched out its paw like lightning, and scratched the stone slab in front of it that refused to go.

It's... so annoying!The weird things he said are also very annoying to cats!

angry!