Stand-in messenger at the winery

The body is firmly controlled by the gravity on the chair, all Shaluo can see is the dark, dark red, luxurious carpet.

Behind the expensive solid wood table sits a man in a black cloak. He is playing with the silver scalpel in his hand. The light and sharp tip of the knife slices through the air, making a trembling buzzing sound.

"Should I say it's amazing," he said slowly as if he had finally had enough fun, "It's actually a little girl who plays around with Mafia at the port and the Supernatural Secret Service."

"It's not impossible," Sha Luo looked up and met those cold purple eyes, "After all, this incident will eventually become a brilliant stroke in my resume."

"Then you have to show off your life." The silver knife flew past, but landed on the tip of Sha Luo's nose dangerously.

It must have been the gravity behind her.

The dangerous blade fell down between the eyebrows, and was finally held in the palm of the hand by gravity, "Be honest." He warned in a low voice.

Sha Luo blinked his own violet-like pupils, and suddenly felt that eyes of this color had become less rare.

There are only about 600 people in the world with purple pupils, most of them are of Eurasian blood, and most of them are related to genetics and mutations. For example, her parents did not have purple eyes, but she accidentally gave birth to a child with violet pupils. daughter.

But in the past few days, Sha Luo has already met two people with purple pupils.

Although Dazai Osamu's eyes are more iris-colored, and Mori Ogai's purple is so deep that it is almost pure black, only her own eyes are absolutely pure bright purple.

"I see." She responded obediently.

"Then we can have a good talk," Mori Ogai said to Sharo, who was bound to a chair and could be crushed into flesh by gravity or pierced by a scalpel at any time. proof."

The trajectory of the bullet was easily dodged, and each shot by Oda could take the life of a ghost.

He sometimes felt that Sharo was much stronger than him.

Whether it is the first meeting or the reunion after a long absence, she always seems to take the next step with inexhaustible courage and perseverance.

He already knew what Shaluo was doing now... She must have thought about it at that time, dyed her hair black, and then resolutely stepped into the night.

On the other hand, he seems to always stay in a comfortable zone, and it is he, the so-called elder, who has been unable to get out.

When he was a killer, he was muddle-headed, a mechanical character who could only complete tasks. Although Sha Luo was his target, a little girl who was so weak that it was difficult for her to escape, she was alive enough to pull his cold life back to life. into the sun.

Maybe they had only been together for a month?Or four or five weeks?In fact, it was only a short period of time, but when he was somewhat indulging in this trivial and warm "daily life", Shaluo was able to leave the past behind and bet his life on what to do.

As the only witness of Sara's past, although Oda doesn't know what Sara is going to do, he can feel that this is something she is willing to dedicate everything, including her life, to a vigorous event.

Sha Luo said "Long time no see" to him, but he felt that everything seemed like another day, probably because he happened to meet Sha Luo at a turning point in his life, and after the other party left, he stepped into a smooth life. .

He always seemed to meet her at a turning point in his short life.

Including when the explosion sounded, if it wasn't for Sharo's "supernatural power", he would have lost those children forever.

"André Gide." He met his last enemy.

After meeting Sharo for the first time, he put down the gun in his hand.

After meeting Sharo for the second time, he picked up the gun again.

He had thought that Sha Luo would be his last victim, just like...he was her first reader.

Gide's "narrow door" and his "seamless clothes" are supernatural abilities that can predict the future, which also means that if they don't use "poison" or any delayed-action weapons, they are almost—no, they are invincible of.

For this battle, he is still a little at a loss. He wants to avenge the children, yes, for those children who almost withered in childhood.

But after that?He could have just met his final death here, without thinking about the future.

"Are you ready?" An elegant and magnetic female voice sounded in the headset, "The decisive battle is coming soon."

"But don't disappoint our little princess's calculations." Belmode said a small code name that everyone in the organization except Sha Luo knew - of course, only among a few high-level people who watched Sha Luo grow up circulation.

Some intimacy, and a little condescending contempt, it sounds a little relieved at the moment.

"Preparation is complete." Gin Jiu arrived at his own position early, and from him, he could see the man on the other side who was also ready to go through the scope.

"Waiting for you at any time." Zhu Xing's big green eyes never left the target in the front sight for a moment.

Belmode put down his crossed legs, stared at the stopwatch in his hand without blinking, and counted down in his mouth.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five," Qin Jiu fired the first shot, and immediately moved to another rifle that was set aside, "Four, three," Zhu Xingda also followed the plan The same fired a second shot, and at the same time changed into another gun like Gin.

With the ability of "Narrow Gate", Gide dodged the two sniper attacks as a matter of course, Belmode's voice kept saying, "Two, one."

Oda fired several shots at Gide.

"Is it a sniper attack... What a pity," Gide sighed, "You understand that this is only a decision between us." He just failed.

"Zero!" Qin Jiu and Zhu Xingda shot at the same time!

"Come to our world!" Before Gide finished speaking, he was pierced by bullets, "Why... obviously..." When he fell down, his face was still full of shock.

"The so-called supernatural ability...is nothing more than that." Odasaku changed the magazine, and aimed a shot at Gide's forehead, "In the end, it is not the supernatural person you are looking for that will take your life. , but a few ordinary people."

"But this last shot is as you wish."

On the top floor of Mafia, a luxurious port, the hands of the gold-embellished wall clock clicked to point to the hour. The silent death knell sounded, and Sara smiled slightly at Mori Ogai.

"Maybe you can let this young gravitational force force me to tell the whereabouts of the power license," her bones were sore from being crushed, "but I handed it over to someone who is absolutely safe, okay? "

"Even if it's the port of Mafia, it can't be taken away from that man."

"This makes me want to get to know this kind of talent even more," Mori Ogai replied with the same terrifying smile, but Sharo's expression didn't change at all, "After all, what's the benefit of you doing this, Miss Cointreau. "

"That organization you belong to that doesn't even dare to reveal its name is worth your life?" His tone suddenly became low, as if a demon was tempting him, "Miss Cointreau used to be from Yokohama, so she has no intention of staying in Yokohama." ?"

"No matter which aspect, Port Mafia can give you more."

"We can be both of God and the Devil. Since wearing trying to raise the dead against the stream of time. (We are both God and the devil. Because we want to reverse the torrent of time and bring the dead back to life.)"*Shaluo closed her eyes suddenly, her gorgeous London accent rolls out on the tip of her tongue, waiting for her to open her eyes again, Mori Ogai looked at her differently.

"The port of Mafia may disappear, because Yokohama is not eternal, and Japan is not eternal," she said with empty eyes, as if looking far away, "but my organization will not... As long as human beings still exist, the taboo of sealing will be destroyed. Keep bringing it up."

"We don't call the wind and rain like supernatural beings, but—" she looked directly at Mori Ogai's eyes that were gradually deepening, "mortals are eternal."

"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha!" Under the still puzzled eyes of the gravity user, Mori Ogai suddenly covered his forehead and laughed wildly, "I like you!" He laughed out of breath, " OK, great."

When he finally calmed down, with the back of his hand resting on his chin, he stretched out his hand towards Sharo in a slightly relaxed manner, "I like you more and more—do you really not think about it? After everything is over, come to the port of Mafia again. Not bad, huh?" He issued a second invitation.

But Shaluo shook his head, "It's uncertain whether any of us will survive until then."

"That's right," Mori Ogai, who was in a better mood, seemed to be much more talkative, and no longer used a scalpel when he disagreed with each other. "Then, let's get back to the topic."

"What method are you going to use to hand over the license for the operation of the ability?" Even if the mood improves, Mori Ogai is not easy to deal with, and it is difficult to bite a piece of fat from his mouth.

The gravitational force also continued to exert pressure on Sharo until Sharo had difficulty breathing due to the excessive gravity.

"Oh, the dwarf is so fierce today, is it because he saw a girl who is taller than him?" Sha Luo calmly let out a long breath as the pressure disappeared.

"Dead mackerel, what are you talking about?!" Gravity made a very provocative look, and Shaluo could feel his fur without turning his head, "Let me go!"

"That's not okay," Dazai put a hand on Sharo's shoulder, "I'm here to be the knight to save the princess."

"Dazai." Mori Ogai's tone became serious, "What are you doing?"

"I'm doing what Her Royal Highness told me," Dazai raised the envelope in his hand, "Mimic has been eliminated—with the cooperation of Odasaku and a few ordinary people."

"Central Plains, you can go out now." Glancing at the gravitational force suppressed by "Disqualification in the World", Mori Ogai sighed in his heart.

Of course Chuya Nakahara's strength cannot be controlled so easily. In the final analysis, this boy still couldn't bear it...he couldn't bear to take action against a girl who was obviously very fragile.

"Maybe I should apologize for saying this late," he looked at the girl who was still sitting on the chair, "Welcome to Yokohama."