On when Echizen will reveal his vest

I don't know whether President Fukuzawa knew the purpose of Ryoma's trip to Tokyo this time, or because Mr. Ranpo told them the reason, but it was very easy for Ryoma to ask for leave this time.

"Will Ryoma still take Karubin away?"

At that night, Edogawa ranpo hugged Karubin and looked at the boy who was putting his luggage in the suitcase.

Ryoma stopped moving and glanced at Mr. Ranpo, "I'll just go back for a day. If Mr. Ranpo doesn't bother you, please trouble Mr. Ranpo to take care of it."

Edogawa ran down the cat's hair in a random step, and sighed: "Forget it, Ryoma will be very sad to leave Karubin."

Moreover, Edogawa Luanbu hugged Karubin and took a sharp breath, muttering in a low voice: "It's been a long time apart, I really feel a little bit reluctant."

But the boy didn't hear his words, nor did he think that he would stay in Tokyo for such a long time.

The next day, when Ryoma packed his luggage and locked the door with the cat, the door next door opened.

A silver-haired man appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Kurosawa." Ryoma greeted and said hello.

Their neighbor, Mr. Kurosawa, doesn't come back often. If it wasn't for the occasional slight noise from 303, Ryoma would have thought no one lived there.

Qin Jiu glanced at the small suitcase in Longma's hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going on a trip?"

The voice of the man who just woke up was low, even lazy, with an indescribably masculine smell.

Ryoma locked the door, hugged the cat and looked at Mr. Kurosawa, shaking his head, "I'm going back to Tokyo."

After investigating the boy's family information, Gin naturally knows that the boy is of Japanese American descent, and his family currently lives in Tokyo.

But thinking that the core of the black organization is in Tokyo, and the rumors that he is suspected of having an illegitimate child have been spread in Tokyo, Gin Jiu couldn't help frowning, and reminded: "Remember to be careful of bad guys."

Ryoma looked at Qin Jiu suspiciously.

If he remembered correctly, Mr. Dazai also told him so, and now Mr. Kurosawa also told him to be careful of bad guys.

Ryoma, who has lived in Tokyo for a year and nothing happened, can't help but suspect that the Tokyo he lives in is not the same Tokyo as they said.

Although it felt strange, Ryoma did not reject Mr. Kurosawa's kindness, and nodded, "Thank you Mr. Kurosawa, then I will go first."

"Go." Qin Jiu watched the boy dragging his suitcase and walking out, and then entered his room.

Yokohama is very fast to Tokyo, and we will arrive in a short while.

Standing at the long-awaited Tokyo Station, the boy didn't know what kind of huge waves would be caused in Tokyo because of his arrival.

But Ryoma was still very happy at this time, especially when he saw Lunzi's mother bringing the stinky old man to pick him up.

"I lost weight." After receiving his son, Rinko Takeuchi looked at his son's figure and touched his son's head distressedly.

"Master Ryoma eats junk food all day, right?" Echizen Nanjiro winked.

Ryoma, who was exposed to the truth, couldn't help but blushed and defended: "No, you are still far behind."

Echizen Minamijiro, who knew his son's character well, laughed at his son even more happily, but he didn't expect to be punched by Rinko Takeuchi, "If it wasn't for you, why would my son go to Yokohama?"

As soon as these words came out, Echizen Nanjiro immediately shut up.

"Come back, mom will cook you something you like when you get home."

Rinko Takeuchi walked forward with Ryoma's hand in his arms, and asked as he walked, "Are you only staying for two days this time? Do you still like living in Yokohama? Don't you always eat well?"

For Echizen Minamijiro's teasing, what is more difficult to deal with is Rinko's mother's greetings.

Ryoma, who is not good at speech and arrogant, came to his mother and behaved a lot.

On the contrary, Nanjiro dragged the suitcase tiredly and followed the mother and his wife, seeing his son's tall and straight back, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

The son's temperament has changed a lot, which is exactly what Nanjiro expected.

Maybe it's because of my own merits?

Thinking of this, Nanjiro couldn't help laughing out loud.

Letting Ryoma go to Yokohama is indeed the right choice.

Sure enough, home is the happiest place. After eating grilled fish and chawanmushi, Ryoma, who can still pet the cat, thought lazily.

However, he did not forget his mission in Tokyo this time.

"Father." Ryoma jumped off the bed, opened the door and looked at Echizen Minamijiro who was reading a magazine.

Hearing Ryoma's voice, Echizen Nanjiro quickly closed his magazine like a hopping cat, for fear that Ryoma would not realize that he was reading a pornographic magazine. "Who taught you to yell so much?" Echizen Nanjiro said in a disguised manner, "Are you going to play tennis?"

Too lazy to pay attention to Echizen Nanjiro's attempt to cover up, Ryoma asked directly: "Dad, do you know that there are supernatural abilities?"

Then, time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, and then the whole room resounded with the laughter of Echizen Minamijiro.

"Master Ryoma, you are still a child, and you still believe in the existence of supernatural powers?" Echizen Nanjiro said with a smile, clutching his stomach.

"You," Ryoma frowned and looked at Smelly Dad, wanting to show him the supernatural power, but thinking of the confidentiality principle mentioned by the president, he gave up this idea.

But, "Mom, Dad is reading porn magazines again and wants me to!"

Ryoma shouted at Rinko Takeuchi who was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.

"Nanjiro!"

"Ah, no, Rinko, the brat made it up." Echizen Nanjiro hurriedly stuffed the magazine under the table.

"Cut." Ryoma glanced at Nanjiro, "Mom, I'm going out first."

"come back earlier."

Ryoma, who went out with a tennis bag on his back, wandered the streets of Tokyo. Really, Dad didn't know the existence of supernatural powers.

It would be great if there was a drop from the sky, Ryoma thought silently in his heart.

At this time, the mistake Tianxiang stood at the door of Poirot Cafe, looking at the boy in front of him in surprise.

If not Gin's son, who else?

"We meet again." Nikoschka looked at Ryoma with a smile.

Ryoma looked up at the man with a bright smile in front of him, was stunned for a second, and asked suspiciously, "Do we know each other?"

Nikoschka didn't feel that the boy's problem would offend him, but he thought the boy was very cute.

So is it true that the filter of "Gin's Son" is very thick?

"Maybe you forgot, it's been a few days after all. Remember the last time you went to eat and met someone in the bathroom?" Nikoschka reminded.

There I met you and your dad Gin.

Glancing at the man, Ryoma seemed to have a little impression.

It was the man who was looking for Mr. Kurosawa that day.

"I remember you, what's the matter?" Ryoma frowned and looked at the man.

They just met once, would they care or care about a stranger so much?

Seeing the wariness in Ryoma's eyes, Nikoschka couldn't help admiring Gin's good teaching, knowing not to have too much contact with strangers.

"I have nothing to do, I just feel very destined, I didn't expect to meet you in Tokyo, and I want to treat you to something to eat."

The man said, and then looked at Ryoma sincerely.

Why does it get weirder the more I hear it?

But Ryoma was dragged into the cafe by the man before he had time to react, "I'm good friends with that one, so don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Which one?" Ryoma looked at the man suspiciously.

"It's the one from last time." Nikoschka blinked and said with a tacit understanding.

Don't hide it, I already know who your father is.

Ryoma also recognized Mr. Kurosawa.

Although the two talked like chickens and ducks, their brain circuits miraculously came together.

Seeing this, Ryoma stopped struggling and followed the man into the cafe.

"Is there anything you want to eat?" Nikoschka asked holding the menu.

Ryoma originally wanted to say "ponta", but thinking that the cafe might not have one, he just shook his head without saying a word.

Thinking that the boy couldn't let go, Nikoschka stopped embarrassing the boy, ordered a bunch of desserts, and thoughtfully ordered a cup of warm milk for the boy.

Although Ryoma curled his lips subconsciously when he heard the milk, he didn't refute.

"What's your name?" Longma looked at the man and asked.

"Nikoschka"

Nikoschka looked at Ryoma with loving eyes and introduced himself.

"Nicholas?" Ryoma raised his eyebrows and read.

Hearing the name of this version, Nicholas nodded helplessly.

Although it is this name, "children can call me uncle, or my English name."

"Okay, Uncle Nicholas." Ryoma raised his eyebrows and replied, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Nicholas, who was almost heartbroken, continued to look at the boy kindly, "Little friend, what's your name?"

"I'm not a kid, I'm already 13 years old."

Ryoma retorted, and then replied, "My name is Echizen Ryoma."

Echizen Ryoma?

Although Nicholas and Gin have worked together for many years, they don't know Gin's real name.

Even in the black organization, people who know the name of Gin can count on one hand.

So, is it actually the surname "Echizen"?

It feels like I have gained another incredible knowledge.

"Why did you suddenly think of going back to Tokyo?" Nicholas asked.

"I want to come back." Longma replied lightly.

Don't tell strangers about supernatural powers.

Nicholas nodded understandingly. As a member of the Black Organization, he knew the value of his hometown after years of wandering.

"Nikoschka, where did you abduct the child?" A gentle and deep voice sounded.

The man stood beside their seats, his light blond hair stood out against the black skin.

He still holds a tray in his hand and the waiter's clothes on his body prove that he is a waiter in the cafe.

While Ryoma looked at Toru Amuro, Toru Amuro also looked at the boy in front of him.

Looks young and cute.

"Hi, little one, your dessert."

As Amuro said, he placed the desserts on the table one by one.

"Hello." Ryoma nodded.

"Want to know?" Nicholas smiled maliciously and looked at Bourbon.

After all, who doesn't want to know the gossip about gin.

Does it seem like something really happened?

Toru Amuro glanced secretly at Ryoma, then looked at Nicholas, and nodded.

Then Nicholas pulled Amuro Toru's sleeve, leaned close to Amuro Toru's ear and whispered a few words.

Ryoma saw that the waiter looked at him with eyes that changed back and forth, became obscure, and finally returned to his smile.

What does this mean? Ryoma frowned and looked at the two people in front of him.

"So the kid's name is Ryoma."

Toru Amuro glanced at the tennis bag Ryoma put on the seat next to him, and asked softly, "Do you like playing tennis?"

"Would you know it?" Hearing tennis, Ryoma looked expectantly at Toru Amuro.

"Of course I will."

As a qualified agent who wears several hats, Toru Amuro has of course also worked as a tennis coach.

Although he is not particularly proficient, he still knows the basic tennis knowledge and tennis skills.

Seeing the boy's brows and eyes stretched, and the smile in the clear beads, Toru Amuro knew that the boy was interested in him.

He frowned seemingly distressed, "It's just that I have a class today, but I don't have it tomorrow afternoon."

"Then we can compete tomorrow afternoon." Ryoma suggested.

"Okay, that Ryoma can come to meet me at the door of the cafe when the time comes, and we will still meet here." Toru Amuro replied.

Nicholas looked at Toru Amuro's series of operations, and couldn't help but like it. As expected of Bourbon, it was done so easily.

"Don't you have anything to do today?" Toru Amuro looked at Nicholas as if nothing had happened, and asked lightly.

Recently, Port Mafia is cooperating with the Black Organization. In order to show sincerity, Boss sent Gin to Yokohama, and Port Mafia sent their combat power ceiling to Tokyo.

Although Toru Amuro has no permission to see the ceiling of combat power, but from the attitude of Rum and Boss towards this cooperation, we can know how important it is.

"Tonight." Nicholas said, and then looked at Ryoma, "Do you want to go see and see with Uncle?"

"Where?" Ryoma looked at Nicholas.

Regarding Mr. Kurosawa's occupation, although Ryoma feels that the place where Mr. Kurosawa works is similar in nature to the Mafia.

But Mr. Ranpo's answer to this question is that the place where Mr. Kurosawa works is a place that requires acting skills.

This answer happens to also explain why Mr. Kurosawa is often not at home.

And Nicholas and Gin are good friends, so maybe the place he wants to take him has something to do with the acting stage?

"It's a fun place."

Nicholas said with a smile, but after thinking about it, he said instead: "But Ryoma should go when he grows up."

He could see that Gin didn't want the boy to be involved in the dark world.If he really involved Ryoma, he would definitely be beaten into a hornet's nest by gin.

Ryoma curled his lips, and did not comment on Nicholas's sentence of asking first and then denying.

If you don't go, don't go.

Amuro Toru naturally felt that Ryoma was a little unhappy, he could tell that the boy was an awkward and cute child.But once the label "Son of Gin" is added, it's against harmony no matter how you look at it.

It's because Ryoma and Gin look nothing alike.

Maybe like mom?

Although he didn't understand, Toru Amuro rubbed Ryoma's head, "Are you busy tonight?"

"No, are you going to play tennis with me?" Ryoma raised his eyes and looked at Toru Amuro with the corners of his mouth curled up.

Seeing the expectation in the boy's eyes, Toru Amuro nodded, "Yes, but Ryoma will wait for me for a while, and I have to finish my work."

Hearing this, the teenager's mood immediately improved, "Yes."

Seeing that Toru Amuro would smooth the child's hair like this, Nicholas breathed a sigh of relief.

After staying for an hour, Nicholas glanced at his watch.

It's five o'clock.

He looked up at Ryoma, "Then I'll go first, remember to play tennis with your Uncle Amuro and let him take you home."

Amuro choked when he heard "Uncle Amuro".

Hey, he's just a nice young man in his twenties.

Do you think everyone is gin, even teenagers?

After watching Nicholas leave,

"You can call Brother Amuro." Toru Amuro looked at Ryoma sincerely.

"Okay, Amuro, Uncle." As if deliberately emphasizing the word "Uncle", the boy pronounced it in a drawn out voice.

"Little devil." Toru Amuro rubbed Ryoma's head, "I'll clean up, and we'll go play tennis."

"Yes!"

Toru Amuro got up and walked towards the changing room, but couldn't help but glance at the boy who was obediently sitting by the window.

What a cute child, what a child of Gin.

In other words, Gin and wine have children, but they are still walking in the dark world.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Toru Amuro opened the text message he had just sent. "It's all dispatched."

A line of incoherent words jumped on the screen, and in the dim changing room, the light of the mobile phone made Toru Amuro's face extraordinarily calm.

Looking at the above words, Toru Amuro typed two words, sent the message, and then took off the phone card and put it in his pocket.

After leaving the cafe, the two didn't go far, but chose a street tennis court that was relatively close.

Maybe it was almost night and there were not many people, so there happened to be a place for the two of them.

"Who serves?" Ryoma put on the tennis racket, raised his eyelids and looked at Toru Amuro.

Although it seemed that his temperament had suddenly risen by two meters, in Toru Amuro's eyes, he was just a cute cat boy.

"Let me do it, Ryoma looks very strong." Toru Amuro said.

"Hmph, it's still a long way off." Ryoma waved his racket, doing warm-up moves.

"Then let's get started."

"Ah, it's Brother Amuro! Brother Amuro is here" the little girl's voice sounded.

"Then I'll hurry up and call Conan and Xiao Ai." A calm little boy's voice followed.

"Brother Amuro." A few children quickly ran into the tennis court, just as Ryoma's outspin serve was released, it flew towards Toru Amuro in the wind.

Suddenly a volley of girls rushed towards Toru Amuro.

"Get out of the way!" Ryoma shouted warningly.

The situation was too sudden, Toru Amuro immediately turned around and rushed towards Ayumi.

Unexpectedly, the ball seemed to stay in the air for a moment, as if it had been frozen, and then continued to follow the trajectory and hit Amuro Toru.

At this moment, a transparent sword appeared above Tokyo.

Inside the Pillar Tower, the imprisoned Dresden stone slabs shone brightly, brighter than when the Colorless King appeared at that time.

Naturally, the colorless Damocles sword also appeared in the eyes of the King of Gold, although it was only for a few seconds.

He turned his head to look at the Silver King in shock, "Weitzman?"

Looking at the disappearing colorless sword outside the window, Weizman narrowed his eyes slightly, it seems that the colorless king has come to Tokyo.

This sword must have been noticed by the other six kings and their clan members.

It's time to meet the "joker" of the Seven Kings.

"Lieutenant, let's start." Weitzman turned his head and smiled at Changlu Dajue, the kingdom of gold.

Seeing that his friend had made up his mind, Guochang Lu Dajue heaved a sigh of relief. It is also a good thing for a friend to plan for a rainy day.

He immediately gave the order to his clan Feishiyuan—from now on, look for the Colorless King.

The Blue King Munakata Reisi was holding a jigsaw puzzle in his hand, and two important clan members, Fushimi Saruhiko and Awashima Seri, stood on either side.

"Director, shall we act?" Seri Awashima couldn't help but asked.

Munakata Reisi raised his hand to stop Seri Awashima from continuing, "Don't use it for now, the battle with the Akashi clan wasted too much combat power, just wait and see, and."

He didn't say anything after that, but the other two also understood what the room chief meant.

The other kings will never be inactive, they just have to wait and see what happens.

In the dimly lit apartment, the Green King Bishui let out a "chichi" laugh, "Finally, finally, a new king has come to the game board."

"King, the mission has been released!"

Clan member Gojo Sukuna shook his phone, messages flashed on the green screen one after another, all concentrated under one task, "Anyone who sees the colorless Sword of Damocles, please provide information quickly."

Ryoma naturally didn't know about the turbulent undercurrent among the various kings.

At this time, he took the racket and walked towards Toru Amuro, looking worriedly at the girl in Toru Amuro's arms, "It's all right, Mr. Amuro."

Toru Amuro shook his head, looking at Ayumi in his arms, he was just frightened.

As he said, he looked at Yuantai beside him, "What happened?"

Yuan Tai was stunned for a second, and quickly said: "Just now Conan and Xiao Ai were looking for you, let me just say, how could Mr. Amuro be in the cafe on Saturday, they still have to go, really."

Knowing in his heart what Conan and the others were looking for, Toru Amuro held Ayumi's shoulders and looked at Ryoma, "Ryoma, can I ask you to take care of these two children first, I'm going to the cafe for a while."

Seeing Mr. Amuro's anxious face, Ryoma nodded, "Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Toru Amuro disappeared.

With only Ayumi left, Genta and Ryoma looked at each other.

"sorry."

Ryoma squatted down, looked at the little sister in front of him, raised and lowered his hand, and finally landed on Ayumi's head, and patted it lightly twice.

"It's okay, big brother is just so good." Ayumi looked at Ryoma adoringly.

After all, the ball just now was blocked by Ryoma's ability, and it didn't hit Toru Amuro very hard.

Ayumi also only saw a tennis ball carrying the wind rushing towards Mr. Amuro Toru.

very handsome.

Longma twitched his lips helplessly, "It's good that it's okay, what do you want to drink?"

"I want to drink milk tea." Yuan Tai said bluntly.

"We're going to find Mr. Amuro and Conan." Ayumi looked at Genta.

Yuan Tai rolled her eyes, nodded immediately, and echoed: "Big brother, we are going to find Mr. Anshi."

"But he said he wants you to wait for him here." Ryoma looked at the two children helplessly.

He was not good at dealing with children, and he was such a weird child.

"Mr. Amuro is worried about us, so big brother can go with us, let's go and see if they have any secrets from us." Ayumi said coquettishly, pulling Ryoma's arm.

Yuan Tai looked at Ryoma enviously with envy, and hummed, "We are a young detective team, so we are not afraid of difficulties."

What is the Detective Boys?

Long Ma frowned distressedly, and muttered, "Sure enough, I'm not suitable for taking care of children."

"Go, let's go." Ayumi and Genta coquettishly pulled Ryoma's arm at the same time.

"Okay, I'll pack the tennis racket and go." Ryoma said helplessly.

"Yes!" Ayumi and Yuan Taichong made a victory gesture to each other.

As a result, Ryoma was dragged to the cafe by two children. The three children and an adult sat on the seat, as if they were discussing something, and everyone looked very serious.

There is always a sense of weirdness.

"What are you discussing?!" Yuan Tai said in front of them.

Amuro frowned, and saw Ryoma helplessly following behind the two children, looking at him helplessly, as if saying, Mr. Amuro, I did my best.

Ryoma looked at these children for a while, and finally his eyes stopped for a few seconds on a little boy in a detective suit.

Why do you think he has the shadow of Mr. Ranpo on him?

"Who is this big brother?" Conan looked at the boy in front of him.

Holding a tennis racket and wearing wrist guards, he seems to be a professional tennis player, so he can't help but relax his vigilance.

Toru Amuro waved his hand, "It's my friend, we played tennis together."

"Then I'll leave first, Mr. Amuro." Ryoma said, mainly because he didn't have the heart to gather here with a group of children.

Toru Amuro originally wanted to send Ryoma back, so he happened to see where Ryoma lived and what kind of people he had at home.

However, Kudo Shinichi is still here, and Ryoma cannot tell Kudo Shinichi that he is suspected of being the illegitimate son of Gin.

To prevent Shinichi Kudo from seeing something, Toru Amuro could only smile apologetically: "Ryoma, I'm really sorry I couldn't play tennis with you happily today, shall we play again tomorrow?"

Ryoma curled his lips, and Kohaku's eyes flashed cunningly, "Of course, but Mr. Amuro will treat me to a bottle of grape-flavored Ponta when the time comes."

Unexpectedly, the boy would make such a request, Toru Amuro couldn't help but smile, "Definitely."

"Then I'll go first." Ryoma waved at Toru Amuro.

"Big brother goodbye!" Ayumi and Genta also waved to Ryoma.

"Big brother is so handsome." Ayumi murmured looking at Ryomazo's back.

"It's just a child." Haibara Ai with an adult soul said lightly.

"Hey, doesn't Xiao Ai like this type?" Ayumi tilted her head and looked at Hui Yuan Ai.

"Huh? Of course I have a type I like." Hui Yuan Ai thought of the person hidden in her heart, her face flushed slightly.

Genta and Mitsuhiko heard that Xiao Ai had a favorite type, and they also approached Haibara Ai to ask questions, which happened to give Amuro Toru and Conan a chance to chat.

"As far as I know, the FBI has acted tonight."

Conan, that is, Shinichi Kudo looked at Toru Amuro with bright eyes, "This time is the best time to destroy the black organization."

"Kudou, don't act rashly." Toru Amuro looked at Shinichi Kudo seriously.

Of course he knew Kudo Shin's hatred for the black organization, and he also had it.

But there's more to tonight's deal than that.

"Mr. Amuro, what are you afraid of?" Conan looked anxiously at Toru Amuro.

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits, and they all understand this truth.

Toru Amuro naturally thought of this too, but the combat power of Mafia at the port should not be underestimated, especially when they have legendary superhumans.

But they are just ordinary people.

Whether the FBI personnel can come back alive is still a question, how could he take others to take risks.

He could no longer see the people around him leave.

"Let's wait, our chance is not bad this time, and Gin has already gone to Yokohama." Toru Amuro said.

Hearing that his old opponent was not in this mission, Conan also gave up a lot of obsession, so he nodded.

But he looked at Toru Amuro narrowly, "I didn't expect that Mr. Toru Amuro could also play tennis. That boy just now should be a professional tennis player, right?"

When playing tennis with Ryoma, Toru Amuro also felt Ryoma's superb skills, knowing that the boy's strength should not be underestimated.

Hearing what Kudo Shinichi said, he nodded in agreement, but a strange thought arose in his heart.

"What if Shinichi Kudo finds out that the boy just now is Gin's son?"

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro felt uncomfortable.

Forget it, wait until you investigate clearly.

At this time, Longma, who had already come out, looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help but have a headache.

Nicholas covered the wound on his waist, grinned in pain, but still smiled and looked at Ryoma, "You're not scared, are you?"

"What's wrong with you?" Ryoma frowned and looked at Nicholas' waist, where blood kept gushing out.

No way, Tokyo has really become as scary as Mr. Dazai and Mr. Kurosawa said?

Nicholas couldn't tell Ryoma that he had a meeting with someone from Mafia at the port, but he was shot after just a few words.

"Would you believe me when I said I was playing real CS?"

Ryoma looked at Nicholas like an idiot, "Do you think I believe it?"

Nicholas wanted to tell Ryoma the truth, but when he heard the sound of fast footsteps, he quickly pulled Ryoma into the alley.

"Don't talk." Nicholas covered Ryoma's mouth.

Even if Ryoma didn't know what happened, he still ran into gang fights again.

He nodded helplessly.

"Come on." Hearing the creaking electronic equipment on his body, Nicholas saw the locator on his coat and couldn't help frowning.

Ryoma is still by his side, don't be exposed.

"Don't move." The footsteps kept approaching, and several FBI people approached with guns.

"Cooperate with me." Nicholas whispered in Ryoma's ear, then put the gun against Ryoma's neck, and looked at the detective in front of him fiercely, "Don't move, or I will kill him."

Ryoma helplessly cooperated with Nicholas' actions, can you gangsters still make sense?

The FBI just saw that there was an innocent boy next to the member of the black-clothed organization, and immediately stopped what they were doing.

"Stop first." Judy, one of the heads of the FBI, said after hearing the agent's remote report.

Then he looked at James, the head of the FBI, "What should I do?"

"Come on, knock off the victim's leg." James pondered for a moment, and finally made a difficult decision.

They took a great risk in this operation, and they are only allowed to succeed, not to fail.

Judy naturally knows the difficulties of her boss, but this is also the best solution to avoid harming the victim as much as possible.

"Move," Judy ordered into the headset.

Seeing the FBI agents aiming guns at the two of them at the same time, Nicholas's heart tightened.

It's over.

He grabbed Ryoma's arm, ready to pull the boy behind him.

Ryoma also naturally saw the actions of the FBI, but he didn't expect to kill himself.

Then it is just as Dazai-san said.

"If people don't offend me, I don't offend others."

"Go!" the FBI ordered.

"Extraordinary power - the world of ice!" Ryoma stared closely at the bullets coming towards them.

In an instant, both the bullet and the person were frozen in place.

Nicholas looked at the scene in front of him in shock, holding Ryoma's arm tightly.

"Should we let go?" Ryoma frowned and looked at the surprised man in front of him.

"You, you, this is????" Nicholas looked at Ryoma suspiciously, and couldn't help stammering.

Suddenly there was a sound like landslides and ground cracks, followed by a puff of smoke, as if welcoming the appearance of some important person.

"Is your organization in black so incapable of fighting?"

There was a voice of teasing, and a man in a black suit and a black hat with long hair showing a scarlet shawl came out of the smoke.

He wore a black choker around his neck, raised his eyebrows, and was full of momentum.

This is Chuya Nakahara, the combat power ceiling dispatched by the port Mafia.

Nicholas knew he was in the wrong, so he could only bow apologetically, "I'm really sorry, but I don't know the agent behind you?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his chin and said casually: "That group of scumbags has been dealt with."

How could that group of people be his opponents.

only.

When he came, he had already noticed the frozen person in front of him. This should be done by the boy next to Nicholas.

It should be an ice-type ability user.

Central Plains also happened to have a heart to cherish talents. If such a young man is in the mafia, he will follow him.Definitely a big help.

"Young man," Zhong Yuan looked at Ryoma, then suddenly felt something, and looked at the top of the boy's head.

Ryoma saw that the man in front of him looked at the top of his head, then blinked, and looked at himself in surprise, "Do you know that there is a sword on your head?"

"Huh????" Ryoma looked at the man in front of him in shock, then frowned.

Is this man okay?

It looked like the boy really didn't know anything about his abilities, and he seemed to just think that his abilities were a waste of money with supernatural abilities.

Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't help but sigh, the cherishing talent in his heart became stronger, and he really wanted to accept him as an apprentice.

Nakahara directly raised Ryoma's chin with his fingers, pointed at the colorless and glowing sword above his head, "Look."

But in the eyes of ordinary Nicholas, Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed at the night like a strange sorghum, and lied to the boy, "Look, your sword."

What the hell, Ryoma would not believe it.

But did not expect,

"Really?!" Ryoma looked at the sword on his head in shock, looked down at his outstretched palm, and held it.

The sword on the head also disappeared.

"Don't you know? That is the sword of the king."

Nakahara Nakaya looked at Ryoma. Before he came to Tokyo, he also did some knowledge, knowing that Japan is currently ruled by kings, and now the seven kings should all be in Tokyo.

It seems that something happened.

"Can you tell me a little more about this?"

Ryoma grabbed Nakahara Chuya's sleeve and looked at him expectantly.

I finally met someone who understood, Mr. Ranpo really didn't lie to him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the young man's eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse. Originally, he planned to take the young man as his apprentice, which was just right.

Feeling like I got a cheap deal, Mr. Zhongyuan thought happily.

"Of course, we can even find a place to elaborate." Zhong Yuanzhong also suggested.

"it is good!"

Ryoma nodded in agreement, and suddenly remembered that there was another person here, even injured, and looked at Nicholas worriedly, "Should we send Uncle Nicholas to the hospital first?"

"Hospital?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also almost choked, could it be that this is really a young man who doesn't know anything?

Why did he suddenly feel guilty about his plan.

Is it really good to lure/abduct ignorant teenagers?

"No, I have a doctor I keep in touch with," Nicholas said.

When Ryoma was chatting with Nakahara Chuya just now, he had already sent a message to his subordinates, telling them to come over quickly.

"Come with me, will your family be worried if you come home late?"

Nicholas looked at Ryoma with "pain in his heart". He couldn't watch the people of Mafia at the port abduct Gin's son.

Ryoma bit his lower lip in embarrassment, his mother told him to go home early.

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows and suggested: "I'll take you home, let's talk as we walk."

When Ryoma heard Zhong Yuanzhong say the same, he nodded quickly.

Nicholas Gang