It was six o'clock at night.

It was still dark early in early spring, but just after six o’clock, night had already fallen in Yokohama, and the warehouse area in the outer suburbs was completely silent, except for the rustling of dense leaves when the evening wind blew through the trees.

Two black cars stopped in front of the abandoned old warehouse, the dazzling white headlights illuminated the dark and desolate open space ahead, the engine was turned off, the door was opened, and several ordinary-looking men of different ages got out of the car. After getting off, they surrounded a man in his fifties who got off the second car, and he walked into the warehouse silently, like a colony of ants walking silently in the dark. .

The old rusty door made a sharp and piercing sound, breaking the silence of the night.

"Oh, it's really hard work, both of you." The middle-aged man in his fifties said to the people in the warehouse with a smile on his face, "It seems that everything is going well, right?"

"Ah?" Eiichiro, who was sitting casually on the ground, bit his sausage in a daze, and then realized that this was the person who came to accept the bounty object, or in other words, their "boss", he immediately stood up and took Patting the ashes on his buttocks with the unfinished half sausage, he bowed to the other party again and again, "Yes, thanks to you, the reward is here."

As he spoke, he stepped back a few steps to the side, revealing the little girl tied to the pillar behind him: "According to your request, it is intact. So about the reward..."

The middle-aged man still had a smile on his face, but the old face that had been sagging was like a sack that had been washed many times and lost its shape. The hypocrisy of laughing but not laughing.

He nodded towards the person next to him, and his entourage understood. Soon, Eiichiro's mobile phone remembered the notification sound of the payment, 50 US dollars, a lot of money.

"Then next, let me take a look at the reward object." The middle-aged man said.

A man took a step forward and gestured to invite Eiichiro's uncle and nephew to go out. The payment had already been received, and the two of them had no intention of staying any longer, and immediately followed the man out with interest.Only the middle-aged man, his two subordinates, and the little girl who was tied to the pillar were left in the warehouse.

"Mr. Hirachi." A subordinate said, "The truck has been arranged. It will pick us up at nine o'clock tonight. It is estimated that we will leave Yokohama with the astral body at ten o'clock."

"Okay." The middle-aged man—that is, Ping Chi Sheng, nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on the little girl who was sitting on the ground blankly, looking up at them.

The little girl was unusually quiet, and she couldn't feel any emotional fluctuations on her face. She didn't respond when she saw her kidnapper leave and a new stranger stood in front of her.

Pingchi Sheng stepped forward, stopped in front of the little girl, squatted down, and looked up and down the little girl. The appearance looked ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it, except for being too quiet. It doesn't seem to be any different compared to the average child.

"...Is it really okay not to kill directly?" A subordinate behind him asked in a low voice, "If it is taken back by the people in the magic world, once the astral body is strictly guarded, we will It’s hard to get any closer.”

Pingchi Katsuki stood up slowly, and patted the little girl's head with his broad palm, as if to comfort, but with indifference and carelessness.

"Don't be so short-sighted, Zhengchen." He said in an amiable tone, "The magic world wants Master Tianyuan to absorb the astral body with a special physique to curb evolution, but what is special about the astral body? But I don't know that if we study the characteristics of the "sacrifice" from this astral body, it will be much more convenient for us to act in the future, and we don't need to spend a lot of time guessing the stars from the movements of the magic world. Who the hell is the slurry?"

"But over there in Tokyo..." The subordinate named Zhengchen still had some concerns, "From the clues we have investigated before, there should be an astral body in Tokyo, and the day when Master Tianyuan and the astral body 'merge' is only a few days away." There is one month left, so let's just leave the astral body over there?"

"No, if there are astral bodies over there, there will naturally be other people to deal with them." Hiraike Katsuki said, "We heard about the astral bodies in Tokyo earlier, but the day of 'fusion' is approaching, Tokyo The conjuration expert suddenly had a relationship with Yokohama in private. Maybe "the astral body is in Tokyo" was just a false information they released to deceive people from the beginning. Whether the astral body over there is true or not is unknown. "

Pingchi Katsuki pondered: "Yokohama is an area where supernatural beings and mafia are prevalent. The government's special surveillance zone makes it inconvenient to do things. Neither conjurers nor cursers have activities here, but on the other hand, here is also a The blind spot that is not easy to attract the attention of the magician is a good place to hide the astral body. Now that the astral body has been taken away, the church's staff in Tokyo will keep an eye on the move of the magic world. If there is really one in Tokyo As for the astral body, they will definitely check the situation of that astral body, and then, Mr. Kong will contact 'that person' to deal with the astral body in Tokyo."

"Yes." Zhengchen bowed his head.

"Pay attention to the receiving truck, and don't make any mistakes." Hiraike Katsuki warned, "The Ministry of the Interior's Supernatural Secret Service Division and the mafia are very strict about the boundaries of Yokohama, and no mistakes can be made. We They came to Yokohama privately, and once discovered, they may be regarded as provocative by them—especially the Mafia group.”

"Don't worry, everything is going well. A few days ago, a company affiliated with the church reached a goods transaction with a club under the Port Mafia. With the reputation of the Port Mafia, there will be no problem for trucks entering and exiting the Yokohama checkpoint."

Masaru Hiraike nodded, and went out with another subordinate. Soon, Uncle Eiichiro, who had just received his reward, came in again. They temporarily accepted an additional commission from Masaru Hiraike. , the two of them will assist each other in guarding Nanako.

"Hey~ah! Kid, it looks like we have to spend a few more hours together." Sitting down on the concrete floor not far from Nanako, Eiichiro said while unwrapping a new sausage, "This boss You are really generous! As long as you are here to see you for three more hours, we will give us another [-] US dollars as a reward. If every person who puts up a reward is so rich, then I will be rich! Isn’t it uncle?”

His uncle still had the same simple and honest expression, he didn't agree with or refute his words, and sat down next to the warehouse window, leaning against the wall. Behind the warehouse door, the subordinate named Zhengchen stood there straight keep watch.

Nanako looked at them one by one, and felt that her legs were a little numb, so she moved her buttocks and sat in a different posture.

The mobile phone was confiscated on the way, and she didn't know what time it was, but she could only see the completely dark night outside through the dusty window.

The uncle just said a lot of words, but Nanako basically didn't understand a few words. She only knew that they would take her away from here later, but they would wait until a car came to pick them up at night. Before that, she still had to take her away now. Guarded by three adults.

Seriously weighing for a second, Nanako was convinced that with her own short hands and legs, it was completely impossible to escape from under the eyes of a group of adults. After all, this was not a TV show, even if She ran out of the warehouse, and there was a desolate suburb outside, and she would definitely be caught if she didn't run very far, so she might as well lie flat on the spot.

Anyway, the group of kidnappers didn't seem to have any intention of tearing up the ticket, so she just waited for the reliable president and the others to call the police to rescue her.

After thinking about it, Nanako yawned slowly, bent her short legs with tied ankles, then lowered her head, her cheeks resting on her knees, her hands were tied behind her, as if being tied Folded up like a spring roll, it curled up into a ball, and fell asleep within two seconds.

The warehouse fell silent again.

Time passed bit by bit, no one spoke in the warehouse, Eiichiro was idly playing with his mobile phone, his honest and honest uncle sat under the window, as if in a daze, occasionally looked up to see what was going on in the warehouse, Masaomi was doing his duty Standing firmly by the door, not taking a step away, with a vigilant look.

At [-]:[-], the warehouse door squeaked, waking up Nanako, who was sleepy.

Someone opened the door and came in, calling away the official who was guarding the door, the iron door slammed shut, and the sound of metal clashing reverberated in the empty warehouse for a few seconds before disappearing completely.Nanako subconsciously wanted to rub her sleepy eyes, but when she raised her hand, she realized that her hands were tied behind her back, so she blinked vigorously several times, then lowered her head on her knees and rubbed her closed eyelids , and finally hung his little head, yawned sleepily, and buried his face in his knees again, wanting to continue sleeping.

stamp,

stamp,

stamp stamp,

Nanako, who had just closed her eyes, felt as if something was poking her hand.

Her hands were tied behind the pillar, she couldn't move, and she couldn't see what was going on behind her. She just felt something soft and soft poking her palms, which made her itchy, and subconsciously flinched. finger.

Nanako raised her little head, and the thing that poked her palm also stopped, and did not continue to poke.

She waited for a few seconds, but she didn't feel the tactile sensation of being poked in the palm of her hand anymore. Just as she was about to bury her head and continue to sleep, she felt something suddenly grew out of her palm.

The fluffy, small part was rubbing against her palm, as if it was alive, moving around.

【…】

Nanako stiffly raised her little head, turning it like a robot, and looked at Eiichiro who was sitting not far from her.

"……uncle."

Eiichiro, who was browsing the curser forum with relish, didn't even lift his head: "Huh?"

Nanako looked at him blankly, and said dryly, "Yes, mouse."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the fluffy thing rubbing against her palm disappeared.

"Ah? Is there a mouse? Where is it?" Eiichiro stood up holding the phone, "Is it in the back? Bit you?"

He said, turning behind Nanako, looking around the ground: "I didn't see it, did I run away, or should I tie you up in a different place? This shitty place is, uh—"

Nanako couldn't see the situation behind her, only heard Eiichiro suddenly grunt, followed by the muffled sound of a heavy object falling heavily on the ground.

A few meters away, Eiichiro's uncle sitting under the window changed his simple and honest expression, and pulled out a wide-bladed dagger from his waist, stabbing his own shadow on the ground resolutely, and yelled violently. One sound:

"--change!!"

The majestic voice from the chest echoed in the huge warehouse, and the next moment——!

...the next moment,

In the next instant nothing happened.

uncle:"……"

Nanako: "..."

【What is he doing? 】

The dark round eyes stared at him without blinking, Nanako thought in confusion.

The sound of steady and powerful footsteps came from behind Nanako, and in front of Nanako, the man holding a short knife in his hand immediately pulled the knife out of the concrete floor after a moment's delay, and jumped up from the ground nimbly , leaning over and rushing towards Nanako, like a ferocious lion with its sheepskin camouflage removed, its simple face showed a fierce look, no longer the simple and honest appearance before, the knife in his hand was aimed straight at Nanako. He was cut down by Nanako who was tied to a post.

But his blade failed to touch Nanako's thin body, and he couldn't even get within one meter of Nanako.

A thousand-year-old figure stepped out from Nanako's side. The silver-haired man didn't even pull out the sword from his waist, but stretched out his left hand from bottom to top, firmly grasping Nanako's forearm , the fingers of the right hand were bent, and every inch of muscle from the arm to the pulp of the fingers was tensed, and with a sudden force, the heel of the palm was pushed against the man's shoulder. With a click, the clear and crisp sound of bones breaking rang out in the warehouse.

The next moment, the dagger fell to the ground, and Eiichiro's uncle was thrown and hit a wall a few meters away, then rolled to the ground, and passed out.

Fukuzawa Yukichi slowly closed his posture and stood up straight.

A gust of wind blew from behind Nanako, lifting the wide hem of the man's kimono.

Nanako felt the rope that tied her wrist loose, and soon, the hemp rope that bound her body was cut and scattered on the concrete floor. The little boy with white hair was holding a sharp knife in his hand, looking from her Her head sticks out from behind her, and her hairy three-strand braid hangs down on Nanako's knee.

"Clang clang~! Miraculous debut magic!"

Gogol opened his arms wide and raised his voice to her with a smile.

Nanako ignored him, lowered her head, stared at her soft little hands for a while, then sat on the ground, raised her little head, and stretched out her hands towards Gogol.

"Hmm? Want a hug for the rest of your life? Okay—"

"water."

Nanako said to him with a blank face.

Gogol: "Huh?"

"Water." Nanako repeated it without any ups and downs, and then continued, "There are rats, it's dirty, wash your hands."

Gogol looked at Nanako's little hand stretched out in front of him, then at Nanako's expressionless little face, said "uh", blinked his golden eyes, then slightly lowered his little head, hooked his fingers Over the small braid hanging behind her, she grabbed the small rubber band tied at the end of the braid, and gently scratched Nanako's palm with the fluffy hair tip.

Itchy, fluffy, and moving.

Nanako: "..."

She grabbed Gogol's braid and pulled it down hard.

"Huh huh huh—?!"

Turning a blind eye to Guo Guoli who was caught by Nanako in the braid, Fukuzawa Yukichi turned around after tying the two kidnappers together, and asked Nanako calmly, "Are you injured?"

Grabbing Gogol's braid, Nanako slowly got up from the concrete floor, shaking her little head.

"Then go back."

"Oh."

Leaving behind the two kidnappers, Nanako followed Fukuzawa Yukichi and grabbed Gogol's pigtails, and climbed out through a window without glass—probably the window through which Gogol and the others entered the warehouse just now Right, Nanako thought so when she was carried out.

"Father, where is it?" She raised her small head and asked Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Fukuzawa Yukichi paused subtly, and replied: "He is... working, you and Gogol go back to sleep first."

"Oh." Nanako was quiet for a while, then said again, "Grandpa."

"Ah."

"The schoolbag is missing."

"..."

"The homework is in the bag."

"..."

Nanako tugged Fukuzawa Yukichi's sleeve: "Grandpa."

Fukuzawa Yukichi pressed the center of his eyebrows with a headache: "...Understood, I will help you find it later."

After getting the desired answer, Nanako obediently went back to the dormitory with Gogol to sleep.

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