i lied to the whole world

Isn't it because you want to tear it down...

Tang Zeliu is full of black lines, but he is only complaining in his heart. He probably knows that due to the hostile relationship between the armed detective agency and the port mafia, they are destined to be unable to directly cooperate with each other unless the leaders of both sides are attacked. deadly threat.

In fact, a lot of "cooperation" in the original work is just an individual's behavior, just like now, using a roundabout way to achieve short-term mutual help.

It's just that the cost is a bit high.

Looking at the hole in the wall, Karasawa thought so.

The script this time was still provided by Fox Sheng Xingluo, and Karasawa Liu could roughly guess that this auction was also a play to pave the way for lies.

But at present, whether it is Butei, High School, or Port Mafia, they are all selected audiences.

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The five members of Gaozhuan and the nine members of Butei are basically Destiny's Sons, with only a slight difference in value, which is about the same number now. Of course, there are two script crews who are not expected to believe easily every time.

There are still 30 points before the lie becomes reality.

At the same time, another escape exit for the auction house.

A figure wearing a black hat arrived here quietly and was about to leave through the exit.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

Ahead, the gravity of the port mafia, Zhongyuanzhong is also in front, and in the distance between him and the exit, dense dust spreads throughout the space.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

While wearing gas masks, the security personnel at the venue used flour and fans to create a space full of dust, and Nakahara himself stood in the direction of the exit, closely watching every detail of this corridor.

Because I don't know what the concept of invisibility is for this mysterious person, I temporarily created a space full of dust under the reminder of Dazai.

Invisible enemies, because it is not clear what kind of stealth mechanism it is, but if it is a visual deception, once someone walks into this dusty field, they will definitely show their traces.

"Okay, you all go." Chuya Zhongya said to his subordinates.

The dusty space is quite dangerous. Once there is an open flame, it may cause an explosion. Nakahara Chuya himself can escape, but it will be troublesome if other ordinary people are around. If it is not too late and only flour is available, he will not listen to Dazai's suggestion.

And the man in black naturally didn't have the confidence to test the explosion with his body, so he turned and left after watching for a while.

Just passing through two corridors, I saw Dazai and the others rushing over. They didn't care at first, but they were all holding...water guns.

To be precise, it was a small water gun similar to a water spray device, with colored water in it. They sprayed it as they walked, as happy as elementary school students on an outing.

"Don't miss any corner."

"Will it be difficult for the cleaning staff to wash..."

"It doesn't matter, the paint I made is relatively easy to clean, and it can be cleaned quickly with a special reagent." Kunikida adjusted his glasses and said.

They met Kunikida who came to support them on the way. Of course, these props were provided by his special ability.

"Let's go, the flour is too dense and there is a risk of explosion." Dazai shook the water gun in his hand. The dust space is only in a closed and dry place where there is a risk of explosion, and it will be fine if it is wet with water.

Time is urgent, this is already the best strategy that Dazai can think of in a short time, they don't know what that treasure represents, but no matter what it is, they must not let that person get it, this is a consensus.

And Tang Zeliu walked in the middle calmly, with the pendulum in his hand pointing in the direction of the man in black.

The black-robed man was in such a dilemma, and at this time, Dazai and the others also walked to the corridor in front of the exit, and they happened to be able to see Chuya Chuya on the opposite side.

There was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and the man in black stood in the middle of the corridor, like a puppet standing still, and when Dazai and the others approached, he suddenly removed the covering illusion.

The figure of the man in black was instantly reflected in the sights of both sides, as if he had taken something in his arms.

Zhong Yuan was also the first to react: "You guy..."

However, what was unexpected was that the man in black robe rushed towards Zhongye Zhongyuan immediately, Zhongyuan Zhongye was just taken aback for a moment, then greeted him with a grin, but he didn't want the man in black robe to take out the treasure of the King of Conqueror directly from his arms, Then slammed it hard onto the dusty floor.

Everything was like a slow-motion movie, Dazai's pupils shrank, and almost immediately realized what the man in black wanted to do, he simply pulled out the water gun from his hand and threw it towards the dusty ground.

But obviously no man in black robe moved faster. The treasures of the King of Conquerors were all made of gold and other metals. When they hit the dry dusty ground, sparks flew everywhere.

At this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also made the quickest response to the suicide attack of the black-robed man. The original posture of clenching fists and hitting people was changed to throwing legs. The robed man rushed back as a backstop.

In the next moment, the explosion filled the entire space, and Dazai and the others fell down in an instant. Fortunately, the scale was not large, and the wall was just blown black.

After the explosion ended, Dazai quickly raised his head: "Chuya."

"I am fine."

From the center of the explosion came a depressing voice from the Central Plains.

The smoke from the explosion dissipated, everyone stood up, and finally saw the scene in front of them.

Dazai couldn't help laughing out 'poof'.

Nakahara Chuya: "Don't laugh!"

Although serious injuries were avoided, the damage to the clothes and image must be unavoidable. At this time, Nakahara Chuya's image can be described as extremely embarrassed. He was wearing a black suit hanging on his body in strips. The key was the smooth orange half-length hair. The hair turned into a scorched black afro, and it seemed that there was no way to restore it for a while.

Dazai laughed even louder.

Gojo Satoru and Yi Gu didn't laugh at Zhongyuan's attire at the moment, they took a few steps forward to check the man in black robe who fell on the ground and the objects he dropped on the ground.

The treasure of the King of Conquerors had obviously been blown up and shattered into pieces, and the man in black...

"Not human?" Yi Gu exclaimed.

Chaotic steps forward to check, also frowning: "It's a puppet."

"Puppet?" Dazai was a little concerned when he heard the words. He walked up and saw a piece of limbs scattered on the ground. Under the black robe, it was indeed not a human being, but a finely crafted doll. Of course, there was no blood, only a connecting limb. joints, and...

"It's not ceramic..."

"What's wrong? Dazai-san?"

"No, I just remembered that I have encountered this kind of thing before, that is, the time when the person with the ability to resurrect."

Atsushi Nakajima was surprised: "Did he do it?"

"I don't know. The material of the doll this time is not ceramic, and I'm not familiar with making dolls, but if it's made by the same person, I can always find out."

"But why did you give up snatching the treasure of the King of Conquerors? Did you give up because of the number of us? Or..." Dazai fell into deep thought.

"By the way, what about Liu?" Hu Zhang looked around and scratched his head.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone woke up suddenly.

Karasawa-ryu is gone.

……

At this time, inside the Yokohama Museum.

It was getting late, the Yokohama Museum closed the entrance, and the visiting time had passed.

The museum was built in the Meiji period and has a history of more than 200 years. It has preserved many local historical relics, including many valuable antiques. Therefore, the security forces have never relaxed after the museum closed.

"You are patrolling on the second floor. If there is anything to do, call the walkie-talkie."

"Ok."

The head of the security guard said to the others, and then a group of people followed him to inspect the first floor.

On the second floor, a group of three security guards shuttled through the various exhibition halls, yawning, and looking for dark corners to make a show from time to time.

As the lights gradually faded away, a figure came out from a blind spot that the patrol personnel could not see, and gradually approached the cultural relic in the middle.

Just when his hand was about to touch the cultural relic, a beam of light came on, followed by a shout: "What are you doing?"

Fyodor covered his eyes with his hand: "Um, I'm sorry, I actually fell asleep in it by accident, and I came to this point as soon as I recovered."

"Really." The visitor was skeptical, "Raise your hands above your head! Don't make any small moves!"

However, Fyodor did not do so, with a smile on his face: "Otherwise, will I be handed over to the police?"

A figure in a security suit holding a flashlight gradually approached: "Yes, according to your crime, you should also be a military police."

After the flashlight went out, Fyodor blinked his eyes, and after recovering his night vision, he looked at Rinya Orihara's face: "Did you kill the other security guards?"

"I'm not as cruel as you, just a little bribe."

"There's no way to guarantee that they'll keep their mouths shut."

"I don't need their loyalty either." Orihara Rin also held out his hand to Fyodor with a playful smile, "Give it to me."

"Here." Fyodor obediently handed it over.

Orihara Lin also smiled unchanged: "Where is the real product?"

"What are you talking about?" Fyodor pretended not to understand.

"Forget it, do you want to follow me?" Orihara Lin also put away the flashlight, turned and walked in one direction, as if not worried that Fyodor would not follow.

Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, an inaudible footstep followed.

"The auction is just your cover-up? No, it should be your fishing spot." Fyodor was wearing a headset, and this guy was obviously listening to the auction.

I just don't know which side is his eyeliner.

The purpose of Fyodor sending the invitation letter to the detective agency was actually very simple. He was not sure which of the two places Orihara Rin would target, so he simply came to the museum by himself, and asked Butei to interfere on the other side and prepare with both hands.

"Oh? Tell me." Orihara Lin also said with interest.

"These three treasures, you deliberately flowed into Yokohama, just to catch the fortune teller." Fyodor slowly expressed his guess, "If you want to do something, the fortune teller is really in the way, but it seems that I It's getting in your way a little bit."

This guy really has a grasp of what happened at the auction venue.

In a sense, he did guess right. What the black-robed man wanted to grab was not the treasure of the King of Conquerors. There were two purposes for that auction. One was to create a lie about the Holy Grail, and the other was how to use a The right time and the right reason to take away the main body.

Karasawa-ryu belongs to the positive camp for the time being. In order to prevent the main body from having to backstab himself, of course, they must ban the fortune-teller first.

The technique of this puppet was also used by Husheng Xingluo in Heianjing before. That's right, it was essentially the same principle as the puppet that pretended to be Nue and appeared in front of the onmyoji.

"It doesn't matter to me," Orihara Lin also said indifferently.

Following him into the elevator, Fyodor watched with interest as he pressed the bottom floor: "Is that man here?"

"Not every place can become the center of the ceremony." Orihara Lin also said meaningfully.

The bottom floor was originally the museum's parking lot, but it was abandoned after the parking lot was moved to the ground in recent years.

But now, this place has been transformed into the scene of a magic ceremony at some point.

As Orihara Rin also said, it happened to be the closing ceremony when they rushed there.

The strong white light illuminates the dark underground as if it were day.

Fyodor didn't even have time to see with his own eyes what the man he had been curious about for a long time looked like, and he couldn't help closing his eyes when he was stung by the white light.

When the white light weakened, the figure of a slim woman in an indigo-purple hooded cloak and a purple robe appeared in the center of the formation.

"Just ask, are you my master?"

The witch princess in Greek mythology, Medea.

Nothing can absorb people's hearts more than the shock of myths reappearing in the world.

Fyodor's eyes slowly met the man in front of the woman, and saw the pair of smiling pupils.

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