Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

Before being completely slammed into the ground by gravity, Yuri flew back and hid in the kitchen.

"Is it a speed-type ability user, no wonder..."

Verlaine's expression remained unchanged, and he followed closely without slowing down.

The fire door of the kitchen, which was heavily locked behind Yuli, suddenly opened under the action of the supernatural ability.The door panel slammed back against the wall, deforming and curling up together with the door frame like a crumpled cardboard shell.

The girl who didn't have time to escape through the back door stood blankly in the center of the room, together with the surrounding cooking counters and kitchen appliances, they were directly crushed by the power of gravity.

The back kitchen, which was full of fragrance and warm and busy a few minutes ago, turned into ruins in a blink of an eye.

Of course, this is not a battle for him, it is just a warm-up at best.

Verlaine glanced at his work results unhurriedly, showing a satisfied expression.

"Then, I am the last diner in this restaurant. Thank you for your hospitality."

He took off his hat and bowed to the messy room.

A small birch cross was gently placed on the ground.

Naturally no one responded.

"The first schedule has been completed, it took a little longer."

Talking to himself, Verlaine took out his mobile phone, slid his fingertips across the screen, and checked his work plan for the day, "Next, it's time to borrow something from the kind Mr. Postman."

"Don't wait, my dear brother."

……

"He's gone far away, you can come out, Yuri." The system cautiously spoke only after Verlaine's figure completely disappeared within the scope of Leibo Street.

"This lunatic..."

Yuri's figure gradually appeared from the void, and she glanced at the incomplete body of "herself" lying on the ground with the scrap iron, showing a toothache expression.

How long has she not used this skill of pretending to be dead?

But just now she had mastered the perfect sneak attack location, but she couldn't find the right time to make a move.

The opponent is too strong, there is no flaw at all, that kind of overwhelming terrifying power is not comparable to the immature Zhong Ye.

She and Zhong can still survive a few tricks, but when they meet a top powerhouse like Verlaine alone, they can only run away.

After she entered the kitchen just now, she activated the illusion at the moment when the door blocked the other party's line of sight, dragged the other party into the illusion, and created an illusion puppet to appear in her place as a substitute, taking over his deadly move on her behalf.

As conceited as Verlaine, he naturally wouldn't come over and examine a victim who was already dead without even looking.

It's a life-saving skill she developed early in her career because it's embarrassing to say it, and she never showed it off to anyone.

"asshole……"

An inaudible sound escaped from between her clenched teeth.

Her anger gauge, which hadn't jumped for a long time, was almost full.

"What should we do now?" The system looked at the restaurant that had disappeared on the panel, and was greatly shocked, "The restaurant you have worked so hard to manage for more than a year just disappeared... The progress has also gone backwards a lot... Let me cry for a while..."

"Shut up, don't make noise."

Meng Chuan Yuli was not in the mood to listen to the system's nagging, her head was filled with things that were a hundred times more important than business, and her reason was running fast.

What exactly is Verlaine's purpose?

Who is the postman in his mouth?

Will there be any danger?Should she report to Zhongye?

"Yuri, you can't call Chuya."

In the restaurant where no one else was around, a second person's voice suddenly sounded.

"Chihiro!" Yuri was startled.

That's right, the artificial intelligence will not leave with the others, and the little angel Qianxun silently watched the whole violent incident with the help of cameras and microphones.

"Fortunately, you're fine!" Chihiro Fujisaki's worried face appeared on the screen of her mobile phone, "I tried to call the police just now, but there was no response from the other side, and they also said that they would not accept cases in Raibo Street."

"You should contact the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but it's too late to do so now... What did you mean by what you just said?"

"When he was eating just now, I hacked into his mobile phone through the automatic WiFi connection in the store, and found a lot of clues. Verlaine had already hacked Mr. Chuya's mobile phone a month ago, and monitored his information and phone calls. .”

"No matter what number you use, the phone calls you made will be monitored, and Verlaine will discover the truth about your survival. So you can't contact him through electronic messages."

In other words, you can only rush over and tell him face to face.

Where is Zhongye now?

There is no need to ask, the answer has already surfaced in her heart.

The pool bar where they usually hang out.

"According to his schedule, where is Verlaine now?" Yuri asked blankly.

"Like, go to a mafia liaison officer to borrow clothes and a motor vehicle?" Chihiro Fujisaki said uncertainly, "and then go to the meeting place where Nakaya joined the mafia for the first anniversary,' cut the puppet line'."

In fact, it's about assassinating mafia liaisons, stealing equipment and identities, and waiting for an opportunity to get close, right?

Then just get rid of everyone around Chuuya, right?

It was written so politely, without putting human life in the slightest.

Anyway-

"Let's go to the pool bar first, before Verlaine!"

Yuli made a decisive decision and rushed out.

After less than half a minute, she turned back again, went upstairs and rushed into her room in two or three steps.

Pulled out a half-new backpack from the bottom of the closet, put Chihiro Fujisaki's computer body and power cord into it.

Then he went to the window sill, opened the soft and damp garden soil in the small mint potted plant, and took away the long-buried purple-white two-color metal ball.

"We're just drinking beer and waiting?"

The lively billiards game was temporarily put on hold due to an emergency, and among the bored people waiting in the billiards bar, the surgeon suddenly asked a question.

"It seems to be the only way," replied the pianist.

"What if they don't come back?" Leng Xue wiped his beloved pool cue with a soft cloth, his eyes stern and focused.

"Then - award the prizes to the person who won No.3 in the billiards competition in order!" The silly bird laughed and jumped on the chair, "Hey! Is this lucky one me?"

"Unfortunately, with your skills, even if the arrogant prince is not around, it won't be your turn." The PR officer smiled while holding a beer mug.

Yuri, who hurried to the billiard bar without daring to delay for a moment, looked inside through the crack in the door of the bar, and this was what he saw.

Everyone is here except Chuya.

The room was in a mess, some of which seemed to be the natural mess of a happy party, and some, such as the floor, walls and furniture, which looked like the very suspicious marks of battle that had just been left.

"Who?"

Leng Xue was the first to notice the strangeness, raised his head vigilantly, and pointed at the door like an arrow.

Other people who were idle also raised their heads and looked towards the entrance of the bar.

A strong wind blew open the heavy door, revealing the figure of a man in black.The light outside casts his long shadow into the store and over the edge of the pool table.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and then the men in the room ignored the uninvited guest and turned around to exchange ideas among themselves.

"Ha! Want to hear a joke? A man walks into a bar..."

"Shut up. Can't you read the air?"

"Okay, another guy who barges in without knocking, I'm almost getting used to it."

The last person who broke into the room and joined their billiards game was Adam, the robot searcher who claimed to be from Europe. He explained to everyone that the wanted criminal Verlaine had arrived in Yokohama and was about to assassinate Chuya, and exchanged information individually. In the name of Zhong Ye, he was taken away.

"You are limited to ten words to explain your intention." The public relations officer pointed a machine gun at Yuri's forehead and said politely.

No one knows how he managed to hide this thing in his elegantly fitted crisp suit.

Yuri, who was on her way, never thought of encountering such a situation.

If Joongjae, who had known her, could explain the whole story directly now.

Instead of facing five indifferent mafias alone like now.

"I'm looking for Chuya Zhongyuan."

Finally, she said succinctly.

I don't know what organ was touched by this sentence, and the atmosphere condensed again.

Everyone exchanged glances in front of her.

Yuri:?

In the next second, the five mafia supernatural beings present, elites who had experienced many battles, attacked her at the same time.

"I suggest that we should not be as gentle as before, otherwise the organization will be looked down upon by others."

"Seconded."

"Before you can stand on your own feet again, answer a question, are you Verlaine?"

Yuri: Wait, wait, wait——

"I'm from Leibo Street, and I'm a friend of Chuya."

The floor sank suddenly, turning into a soft, dangerous swamp of sand that tried to entangle her steps.

She shifted shape directly, shifted position instantly, stepped on the wall, and fell back towards the table.

"Since you already know Verlaine, it's easy to handle. I just learned that his goal is to take Chuya away from the Mafia. Simply put, he is on his way to kill you."

A bunch of strange thin lines burst out from the wall she was stepping on, and Yuri had no way to avoid it in mid-air, so she had to dissipate into black mist, and then appeared on the other side of the room.

"How did you know?"

This time, on her way forward, the blunt knife and cold-blooded blade of the fool bird are waiting.She used the same method to dodge it.

"He personally said that he would pretend to be a 'postman' of the port mafia and come to you. And without my help, you would never have escaped from Verlaine, who is many times stronger than him."

"Postman" is another name for members of the port mafia who specialize in delivering secret messages. It is difficult for outsiders to understand the meaning of this level of argot.

"Oh? Then why do you help us mafia?" The voice hesitated, as if he believed his words.

"This guy caused trouble on my site this morning, and I'm bound to make trouble for him. So, I'll destroy everything he wants to do."

The tempo of the attack slowed.

"Stupid bird, are you too easy to believe what other people say?"

"But obviously, she is not a supernatural user of the gravity system."

The pianist walked towards her, the piano wire between his fingers was still glowing coldly.

"I know about you, the supernatural person hiding in Leibo Street. But do you know that no matter whether you are here to help us or not, we will report your situation to the superior anyway?"

"of course."

Her voice was striking like jade and stone, obviously she had already made a decision in her heart.

"Now, do as I say—"

Her phone vibrated slightly.

It's Chihiro Fujisaki's message.

"Verlaine is still 1.6 kilometers away from you, and Dazai arrived at the abandoned restaurant and set it on fire."

"Dazai is waiting for you on Leibo Street right now, to be precise, waiting for that 'Huangba spit'."