[Comprehensive] God judges always treat me as a villain

The atmosphere in the forging room suddenly became very awkward.

Junxia hurriedly asked the next question:

"Did B-1's first interrogator have a particularly big personality change before and after?"

"It's okay." The swordsmith replied: "Before he put on his glasses, he was only interested in swords that were under 155 in height, and he was polite to other swords.

Glasses?Junxia secretly wrote down this item.

"What about wearing glasses?"

"It's not so good for knives below 155, but it's still kind." The swordsmith chuckled and sighed: "It's just pity for those knives and knives, which are completely used as tools. I don't know how many have been recycled here. Shake the knife."

Dual personality?This point is not mentioned in the information.

Chunxia simply closed the file and said to the swordsmith, "What else do you know?"

"It depends on what you want to know." He avoided the important ones.

Akashi glanced at him.

These ghosts who signed contracts with the government at the same time as swordsmiths to help the god judges forge knives, no one knows their true identities.

They usually don't speak, and ignore all kinds of soft and hard things from the god judges. They only smile, take materials, and forge knives.

However, when the god judge can't forge the sword he wants, and when he is extremely angry, he will scold the sword maker at most, but he dare not really do anything to the sword maker.

One is to fear the punishment of the government of the time, and the other is to fear the swordsmith himself.

It is said that in the past, a god-judgmentist with a background in the family killed a swordsmith angrily. As a result, the god-judger died on the battlefield the next day... The family asked the government of time for an explanation, but in the end there was no result.

"The knife is not broken, but the person died. Is it the knife maker's revenge?" The god judges at that time discussed it.

"Mingshidian, don't look at me like that." The swordsmith said hypocritically: "As long as this lord asks, I will know everything and talk about everything."

"Obviously doing whatever you want." Chun Xia muttered.

The swordsmith pretended not to hear.

"As swordsmiths, we often know a lot of secrets, so we have to learn how to keep secrets." He brought whetstones, charcoal, cooling materials and jade steel from the side (I don't know how he can move them with such a small body) moving so many materials), he threw them into the furnace one by one, and saw the countdown to 4:00 slowly appearing outside the furnace, he smiled, and immediately extinguished the fire.

"Aren't you going to continue?" Akashi asked lightly.

"Without a god judge, even if I forged the five swords in the world, it wouldn't be interesting." After cleaning his hands, the swordsmith fell on the only recliner in the forging room, covered his face with a newspaper, and said vaguely: "If my lord really wants to know the truth, go to the room of the interrogator, maybe there will be clues."

"Can't you tell us directly?"

The swordsmith was silent for a long time.

After a while, Junxia and Akashi waited for his purring.

"Wait, master, don't do it!"

Like most Honmaru, B-1 Honmaru's interrogator's room is also on the second floor.

The medium leading from the first floor to the second floor is only stairs.

"When will the elevator be built in Honmaru?" Akashi/National Bank lamented.

"There are only two floors in total. What kind of elevator is built?" Chun Xia looked puzzled.

She ran upstairs in a "thump, boom, boom" and stood at the foot of the stairs and said to Akashi who was slowly moving up while holding on to the handrail: "Hurry up, why are you moving slower than me!"

"...Probably because your surname is Toshiro, master."

Chun Xia was full of question marks.

Akashi coughed lightly, and reluctantly speeded up—to be precise, he took a step reluctantly, and when he was still a few small steps away from her, he stepped to Chunxia's side.Just as Chunxia was about to praise him for his rare drive, he seemed to lose his strength, and he fell forward feebly, leaning against her back.

"—the amount of activity for a year, I'm tired and don't want to move."

Chun Xia regretted it very much: "I knew I brought Ai Ran here."

Compared with Akashi/National Bank, who claims to be a "guardian" but doesn't care about everything, the red-haired short sword and the silver-haired big sword are much more reliable.And in this narrow and dark space, if there is a battle, Aizen Kunijun will also have a great advantage.

"Well, there is no way, who sent Kunitoshi and Hotaru to go on an expedition, and I am today's valet." Akashi replied naturally.

Chun Xia was speechless.

"Then, I'm sorry—" He dragged his voice, grabbed Chunxia's wrist, protected her behind him, and then opened the closed door with his other hand.

The view of the God Inspector's room was unobstructed.

Simple, spacious and clean, this is Chunxia's first impression of it.

Rather than saying that this is the office and dormitory of the inquisitor, it is better to say that it is just a cold place for people to rest temporarily, without any popularity.

The whole room is divided into two parts, the former is the study room - the desk is placed in a brighter place, and the bookcase is behind the desk.Junxia crossed Akashi, stepped forward and took a look: there was nothing on the desk, probably taken away by the commissioner who came before.Through the glass window of the bookcase, there are volumes of books that have already fallen into ashes.

"Has that always been the case, or has the government dealt with it and turned it into this?"

"This was not mentioned in the report... oh, someone said it." Akashi, who was serious, was still very efficient, "'Akihara Jiayin's room style is completely inconsistent with her displayed character, and she suspects that there is an inside story about her death '."

Chunxia let out a "huh", noncommittal: "Let's go inside and have a look."

They go into the bedroom.

——The bedroom is also empty.

Junxia's gaze flicked across the clean ground without a single speck of dust, and stayed on a calendar on the wall.

There seems to be a name written on it, is it the arrangement of the attendants every day?

Because her own Honmaru also has such a thing, Junxia didn't have much doubt.She turned to open the only closet in the room, and found that there were no extra clothes in the closet, only a few regular white and scarlet work clothes issued by the government of time.

"It's much less than your clothes." Akashi said lazily behind her.

Chunxia doesn't want to talk to him.She opened the drawer, and sure enough, she found the face-covering talisman issued by the government of time to the god judges.

This is what every reviewer will receive before entering the job.

Along with it, there are often a few serious admonitions that are sent to the god judges: first, don’t let Sword Fusangshen know your real name; second, don’t let them see your appearance; First, don't take the initiative to mention their original owners to Daojian; fourth, don't tell Daojian men that they have a "human heart".

Akashi undoubtedly saw these talisman papers and gave a soft "tsk".

"This is just the government's advice. It's up to them to do it or not. Anyway, you will bear the consequences." Chun Xiaping explained flatly, and closed the drawer—but just a second before it was completely closed, she found something wrong with her. something unexpected.

"This piece is wrinkled." She took out the talisman paper that was pressed inside—only one corner was exposed just now, and carefully observed it toward the light facing it: "Akashi, look, the two sides Wet through?"

Akashi took the paper from her hand, his green and red eyes were inexplicably obscure.

"It's tears." He said firmly.

"... Have you ever cried? Then why not throw it away, but keep it instead?" Chun Xia was puzzled.

She asked Akashi to hold the talisman temporarily, and walked to the calendar hanging on the wall by herself.

"Let's see, her arrangement of personal attendant seems to be different from mine." Chunxia turned over and said, "It's been the same person for several days, and in the last month it's just [Tsuramaru Kuninaga]... huh? The first month was also [Tsurumaru Kuninaga]? This Tsurumaru has already fallen... She really likes him."

She commented objectively.

Junxia Hoshino, who is fully in the office state, gives people a calm and indifferent feeling, without a trace of personal emotion.

Akashi frowned, no matter how long it had been, he didn't like her state very much.But he didn't say anything in the end, just stood beside her quietly, holding a knife in one hand, his back tensed.

He always felt that someone was watching them.

That gaze was dodging, cautious, cautious, but not malicious, so Akashi didn't make a move immediately.

"—Wait, no."

Junxia said suddenly.

Akashi focused on the girl beside him: "What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm overthinking it? But I don't think it's an arrangement by the valet." Chunxia took out the communicator, quickly opened the one-on-one communication channel between Morikawa and her, and typed a series of texts, "Otherwise, it's time The government of time deliberately kept it from us, or the government of time would not know about it—I suspect that Akihara Jiayin is not simply a 'new god judge' who was assigned to this Honmaru because of her good character."

She presses the red button for "send".

"Before the boss replies, let's go to the place where the swordsmith mentioned... [Tsuramaru Kuninaga] was imprisoned." Junxia paused, and his expression changed instantly, which was noticed by Akashi who had been looking at her.

"Master?" Akashi rarely called her that.

"That, Akashi." Her tone was very subtle, as if she was very shy and helpless: "Have you ever heard that... There is a god judge who comforts and purifies the fallen Fusangshen through body/fluid exchange... …Such a thing?"

Akashi thought of something not so good.

"No way." He opened his eyes incredulously—this kind of expression is already rare for Touken Fusangshin with his personality, but the people in the room did not show any surprises, and even said, Junxia's expression is also very strange.

"To be honest, I have a chill on my back right now." She touched the goose bumps on her upper arm, "If my guess about the relationship between the second interrogator and Token Fusangshin is correct, then it's really... "

Where they are standing now, what was the scene like at that time?