Uchiha's superpowers

Fukuzawa Yukichi has short silver-gray hair and complex and unclear emotions in his dark green pupils. He is wearing a dark green haori, and he is wearing a hakama suit that is easy to move around, as if he is doing Taoism. The swordsman practicing in the gymnasium wears inconvenient and uncomfortable footbags and clogs on his feet, and a long sword that is half the height of a person is hung on his waist. At this time, Fukuzawa Yukichi is subconsciously holding it with one hand The scabbard, the other hand holds the hilt, and puts on a vigilant defensive posture.

The next moment, as if he realized something, he took the initiative to let go of his hands, put on a defenseless posture and said, "Wait a minute..."

Fukuzawa Yukichi seemed to want to tell us something, but my brother didn't give him this chance.

The older brother, who already regarded the swordsman as an enemy, clenched his shuriken tightly, and rushed up without hesitation at the moment Fukuzawa Yukichi showed his weakness. Another short body dodged into the shadow of the building at the moment when the last ray of afterglow ended.

With my eyesight far surpassing that of ordinary humans, I caught the movement of my brother's hand at the moment when he used the parallax to disappear.

What he has done is the seal of substitute technique.

Using one of the basic three body techniques, the elder brother achieved the effect of a brief teleportation, and appeared behind Fukuzawa Yukichi in the next breath, holding a shuriken in his hand, quietly approaching the swordsman Mr. Unguarded carotid artery.

It only takes one second for my brother to slit Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck, and the blood there will pour out uncontrollably. After just one minute, the blood loss will be close to the limit of the human body. After another two minutes, the brain The lack of oxygen in the brain will cause the brain cells to die one by one. After another 1 minutes, he will completely lose his vital signs. At that time, even I have no way to save the life of a dead person.

However, at this second, the silver-haired man who had already let go of his hands pulled out the long sword in the scabbard in an instant, and drew a line in the darkness that had completely fallen into the long night. A silvery arc like a crescent moon.

Zheng, when——

The sharp shuriken collided with the long sword in the swordsman's hand and made a harsh friction sound, and was bounced uncontrollably after the second swing of the sword that the swordsman could hardly see clearly.

One blow failed, but my brother didn't retreat. Instead, following the strength in his hand, he leaned back, twisted his waist hard, and kicked Fukuzawa Yukichi with his left leg like a whip. He raised his hand and swung his sword before he could retract it wrist.

As a swordsman, the most important thing is of course the hand holding the sword. Fukuzawa Yukichi instinctively took two steps back to avoid his brother's attack.

And the elder brother originally just wanted to distance himself from Fukuzawa Yukichi, and since he had achieved his goal, he immediately landed steadily without any delay, restrained his breath and hid again.

He lurks, waiting for his next opportunity.

Fukuzawa Yukichi experienced an ambush by his brother once, and he has obviously become serious. Holding the cold long sword, his body is tense, his eyes are sharp, and he calmly observes his surroundings like a lone wolf in crisis. Not a single slight movement was missed.

However, in such a tense state, he still tried to communicate with us.

"Wait a minute, I'm not your enemy."

[If it's not an enemy, why are you following me. ]

Is it possible that it is still □□?

The elder brother didn't believe any words from the enemy's mouth, and still kept a close eye on Fukuzawa Yukichi's every move, concentrating on catching any possible flaws in him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pursed his lips, his brows and eyes were sharp with cold anger, he lowered his eyes, concealed his emotions a little, and said slowly, "I just want to make sure again."

"Check to see if the Mind Peer is really a young child like you."

I had a faint feeling that something was wrong with his words, but I didn't think too much about it, [Then you can rest assured now. ]

His expression froze for a moment, with a little confusion.

[You did not find the wrong target, I am the mind-peeper. ]

Although it is a bit shameful for me to take the initiative to say this kind of nickname, but fortunately the two people present did not show any abnormality, so I can say the next line as if nothing happened.

[Hurry up if you want to do it, I might be able to catch up with the suspense drama at [-] p.m. if I get rid of you earlier. ]

Fukuzawa Yukichi's dark green pupils cooled down after I took the initiative to admit my identity, exuding a cold air like crushed ice, he gritted his teeth, "Sure enough."

His mind was shaken for a moment.

It's now.

The elder brother has discovered that his physical skills are absolutely no match for Fukuzawa Yukichi who is holding a sword in his hand. When he seized this extremely small and fleeting opportunity, he did not hesitate to mobilize chakra from the body with seals.

——Fire Escape·Phoenix Immortal Fire Art.

The elder brother puffed out his mouth, and spit out several fireballs continuously from his mouth. In just an instant, the dead corners of Fukuzawa Yukichi's body were surrounded by hot and bright flames, and he couldn't get out of the trap no matter which direction he was in. Brother hides the murderous shuriken hidden in the flames. If he is a person with supernatural powers, it is time to activate supernatural powers under such danger.

However, to my surprise, Fukuzawa Yukichi was not in a hurry to solve these crises, but closed his eyes, and the whole person became quiet, as peaceful and quiet as a tree.

In the blink of an eye, countless sword rails were reflected in my pitch-black eyes. These sword rails precisely sliced ​​through each ball of fire like silver needles passing through fine holes, and scattered the chakra that supported the fireball burning. Dozens of shurikens were shot down, either hiding in fireballs or hiding in shadows.

"I said it all, wait a minute."

Fukuzawa Yukichi opened his eyes, sighed lightly, and put his sword back into its sheath neatly, "The purpose of my standing here is not to be hostile to you, on the contrary, I am entrusted by the Supernatural Secret Service Division to to protect you."

Ability Secret Service?Why does the Supernatural Secret Service Division want to protect me?

Is it because my ability makes them value it?

[Brother, stop. ]

I asked my brother to stop for a while, and then turned to Fukuzawa Yukichi and said, [Since you can get information about my true identity, you must know what my supernatural power is. ]

At the same time, I was wondering how he got this information.

Did Mori Ogai leak it on purpose?Impossible, there is no need for him to do anything extra, as long as he no longer provides me with shelter, it will only be a matter of time before my true identity is revealed, and there is no benefit to intervene now except to make him feel bad.

So is Ango Sakaguchi?But if he wanted to reveal my identity to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he should have revealed it early, why delay until now.

What's more, the voice of Ango Sakaguchi is always within the range of my telepathy. If there is something wrong, I should have noticed it long ago.

I still can't figure out the channel of information leakage for the time being, and I'm not going to guess. It's faster to get information directly from me.

"You should know that you moved too frequently when you debuted, and now almost all forces can roughly guess what your supernatural power is." Fukuzawa Yukichi said this, looking into my forest green eyes Still with the mixed emotions that made me feel uncomfortable.

"Can you hear other people's voices and see other people's memories through physical contact?"

[Roughly the same. ] I said so.

In fact, it is far from it.

I grabbed the thin, almost invisible layer of soft cloth on the tip of my right finger, and tore off the transparent glove I always wore to prevent my troublesome spiritual divination from being activated anytime and anywhere.

[I'll take your word for it if you shake my hand. ]

I held out my hand to Fukuzawa Yukichi.

And the elder brother also came out of the shadows, and walked towards Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly from behind, holding not a shuriken in his hand, but a short knife drawn from the storage scroll.

The elder brother deliberately targeted Fukuzawa Yukichi with a cold and biting murderous aura, warning him not to play tricks.

"it is good."

Fukuzawa Yukichi shook my hand without hesitation, his eyes were firm and open.

He is a truly aboveboard swordsman.

At that moment, I realized this.

The vast majority of people will have great fear and shame when others know their memories. No matter who they are, they will have a past and secrets that they don’t want others to know. Even if there is nothing shady, people will instinctively treat This kind of thing that exposes oneself naked|naked in front of someone is unpleasant.

But Fukuzawa Yukichi did not have these emotions in his eyes.

He is willing to use all his past in exchange for my trust.

I subconsciously held his tiger's mouth.

The palm of an adult man is much wider than mine. Even if I try my best to open the palm to the maximum, it only occupies half the size of the thick and hard calloused palm.

It was not so much a handshake as Fukuzawa Yukichi wrapped my hand in his.

I struggled, but I could barely hold onto his jaws.

It took about 1 minute.

I understood the ins and outs, and let go with a blank face.

No, this is a bit too mentally handicapped.

Edogawa Ranpo, you can just borrow someone's mobile phone. After borrowing it, you will be idle and bored, so you have dialed all the numbers of everyone you know?

Even if you get impatient, you can't even call Mori Ogai's cell phone number, you are too picky!

Didn't your invincible super reasoning tell you that Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai are brothers from the same school?

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who also has Mori Ogai's mobile phone number, sensed something was wrong, and searched the other phone numbers that Edogawa Ranpo dialed casually one by one, and even contacted the Supernatural Secret Service Section to ask them to help check the content of the call. , thus revealing my true identity.

I was speechless, and even wanted to beat Edogawa Ranpo violently.