Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

The next morning, Oda Sakunosuke approached Fujita Daichi's landlord and wanted to ask for some information about Fujita Dadi.

"Why is there another one here?" The landlord is a middle-aged man who is not in good spirits. He scratched his hair impatiently and muttered, "A little boy came here before dawn today, saying that he is here The investigating government officials even showed me the documents..."

Although the landlord was full of complaints, when he heard that Oda Sakunosuke was a member of the port Mafia, he quickly shut up and answered questions very cooperatively.

Halfway through the question, Oda Sakunosuke's cell phone rang suddenly. In order not to miss important information or notifications from above, he immediately took out his cell phone and took a look.

He received a text message from an unfamiliar number, the content of the text message was "Fujita Daichi" and a location, and this number was actually the same as the mobile phone number of Fujita Daichi reported by the landlord just now.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't care less about thinking so much, he stuffed the phone into his pocket, turned around and ran away without hesitation: "Sorry, I have something urgent now!"

landlord:? ?

Running downstairs in a hurry, Oda Sakunosuke hailed a taxi, and after reporting the address on the text message to the driver, he frowned and thought about this weird thing.

Was it Fujita Daichi himself who sent the text message?If not, who is the other party?

Why does the other party have their own mobile phone number?Why did he know he was looking into this?

What is the purpose of sending this message?Is this a trap?

The more Oda Sakunosuke thought about it, the more he felt strange, and decided to report the matter to his superiors first, so as not to have an accident later, but it was too late to notify.

So, he found Yue Jianli Hong Ying's cell phone number in the address book and dialed it.

The phone only rang once and was answered.

"Good morning, Odasaku."

The young man's cold voice is like a cool breeze with a minty coolness, possessing the magic power to calm people's mind.

"Call me so early because I got up late and didn't have time to eat breakfast? Mr. Baban brought me Tamagoyaki and plum rice balls made by his wife. Do you want to come to my office to eat?"

"No, I've already eaten." Oda Sakunosuke explained the reason for the call, "Just now I received a text message from Fujita Daichi's mobile phone number, which only contained his name and a location."

"Are you going to go?"

"Well, I'm in the car."

Yuejian Li Hongying said with a vow: "I understand, if you can't be contacted within two hours, call the police."

As soon as the voice fell, another incredible voice came from the other end of the phone: "Call the police??"

"It's always played like this in TV dramas." Yue Jianli Hong Ying's voice became softer, probably holding the phone away and talking to the person next to him, "Besides, Fujita Daichi is a murderer, what's the point of calling the police Isn't it right?"

"How could the mafia call the police!?"

"Is there any relationship between the two?" Yue Jianli Hongying asked suspiciously, "Calling the police is a citizen's right. I am a mafia, not a gangster."

After saying this, his volume returned to normal: "Excuse me, I was talking to Mr. Zhongya just now, and he was having breakfast in my office, so what should I do?"

"No, I can solve it." Oda Sakunosuke said, "Just report to you first, in case there is an accident and it is too late to notify."...

"I have read it, you can go with peace of mind——Nakaya-kun, you burn the last piece of jade, I can't eat it anymore. Ah, Oda Tsukuru, do you have anything else? If I don't, I will hang up .”

"Well, it's alright."

The brisk attitude of his boss's dealings with both sides makes it difficult to make people feel that he takes what others say to heart.

But Oda Sakunosuke doesn't think so, because the other party is Tsukimi Ri Hongying, and he is also his friend who is reliable in every aspect except his brain (Hongying:?).

After hanging up the phone, Oda Sakunosuke felt that his whole body had calmed down. This feeling was like lying in a shallow stream in the scorching afternoon, letting the clear stream wash over his sweaty body.

Although Tsukimi Rihongying didn't say anything after learning that Ms. Matsushima was killed, Oda Sakunosuke felt that his mood should not be as calm as it seemed on the surface. Before Ms. Matsushima's accident, he asked seriously What wedding gift should I give myself.

Oda Sakunosuke could see that Tsukimi Ri Hongying liked the colleagues at the port Mafia very much.

He thought to himself that he must catch the murderer who killed Ms. Matsushima and so many innocent people as soon as possible.

About half an hour later, the taxi stopped some distance away from the destination. The driver refused to drive in, so Oda Sakunosuke had to get out of the car and walk.

The location is located in a slum with a sense of age.

Oda Sakunosuke looked around, the low house looked crumbling, the wooden boards blocked the hole eroded by wind, rain and years, a breeze blew past, and there was a creaking sound from nowhere, which made people's scalp numb .

The moment he stepped into this place, countless visions hidden in the dark were fixed on him.

He seemed to be pacing on the street calmly, but in fact he was aware of where and how many people were hiding. Fortunately, they had no intention of making a move, otherwise he would have spent more time.

After wandering around the slums with intricate terrain for a long time, Oda Sakunosuke finally found the location where the location was sent, which was in a very remote house.

The outermost door was ajar, and one could directly push the door and enter without even turning the doorknob.

Oda Sakunosuke pulled it out, and he carefully pushed the door open. There was a sharp and piercing sound from the rotten wooden door, as if a ghost sealed inside the door was screaming.

The house was in a mess, with several different strange smells mixed together. There was a rotten apple on the table, and a few flies buzzed around it.Nothing out of the ordinary except the hygiene is terrible.

Even so, he did not dare to relax his vigilance.

Walking through the empty living room, next to a bedroom, Oda Sakunosuke opened the door, and this time he saw the person he was looking for.

A piece of adhesive tape was pasted on Fujita Daichi's mouth, and his body was covered with cuts and bruises.He was tied to a chair with wires, and one corner of the chair was too short, so he didn't dare to struggle at all.

The window of the room was wide open, and the person who tied him up most likely escaped through the window.

Oda Sakunosuke looked around the room carefully and walked to the side of the chair after confirming that there was no danger.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Oda Sakunosuke ignored Fujita Daichi who was trying to call him for help with his eyes. He picked up the phone that fell on the ground. There was no password set on the phone...or it might have been canceled.

He opened the inbox, found the text message sent to him, and found a text message in the draft box without an addressee, which should have been left by the "envoy of justice" who did not want to be named.

[Special Affairs Department of Ability: This way, he won't be let go again, right? 】

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked down at Fujimura Daichi's legs, and found that the part between the trousers and socks was not normal human skin, but a brown unknown substance with texture on the surface.

A weird conjecture came to mind, he squatted down, grabbed the thing that was estimated to be called an ankle and observed it carefully.

——Really wood!

After the idea was confirmed, Oda Sakunosuke decisively lifted Fujita Daichi's shirt, and then he got an even more amazing fact, the position below the crotch of this person was replaced with wood, not only that, even his arms were replaced with wood .

The junction between the wood and the body is perfectly fused, as if this person was born half-human, half-puppet, which is definitely the handiwork of someone with supernatural powers.

Oda Sakunosuke stared at the phone screen, the interface stayed in the draft box left by the mysterious person who did all this.

What is the origin of that mysterious man?Which side is he from?Why did you send a text message and call yourself to come, but the message left was for the special agent department?Why didn't he personally notify the Ability Secret Service Section?And, what is his purpose in doing all this?

Countless questions flashed through my mind, but none of them knew the answer.

After hesitating for a moment, Oda Sakunosuke chose to call the police.

Tsukase is right, calling the police is a citizen's right.

……

Unlike the police who are always late in film and television works, the police rushed to the scene very quickly after receiving the alarm call from Sakunosuke Oda, and at the same time notified the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Section.

No one expected that it was not ordinary members of the Supernatural Secret Service who rushed to the scene with the police, but Taneda Shantou, the supreme commander of the Supernatural Secret Service.

"Mr. Farming, this..." The police officer present glanced at Oda Sakunosuke vigilantly. Under such circumstances, no one could help but feel suspicious of him.

Tan Tian Shantouhuo shook his head: "It's not him, I know who it is."

The police officer was surprised: "You know?"

"Almost." Taneda Shantou smiled helplessly, and chose not to talk about this topic. "Take Fujita away first. It's best to check it. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation."

After the police officers left, Taneda Santou touched the small beard on his chin, and looked at the red-haired young man in front of him with a smile in his eyes behind the round glasses: "Your name is Oda Sakunosuke—right? You said you Received a text message from Fujita Daichi's cell phone number?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Yes."

"Is it convenient for me to take a look?"

Oda Sakunosuke dug out the text message and handed over the phone.

Gengtian Shantou took a quick glance to confirm that what he said was exactly the same as the text message, and returned the phone: "Are you from Mafia at the port?"

Oda Sakunosuke paused slightly after taking the phone, looked up at Taneda Santouhi who was full of shrewdness and calculations, then nodded hesitantly: "Yes, how did you know..."

"Hahaha, it's probably because I've been in this business for a long time, so I guessed it more accurately." Zhongtian Shantou smiled sloppily, then waved his hand, "I don't have any questions to ask."

"Then can I go?"

"of course can."

Judging from Taneda Santoka's reaction, most likely he couldn't ask who the mysterious person was. Oda Sakunosuke felt that there was no need for him to stay any longer. He asked Fujita Daichi how he would deal with it, and then left the slum.

On the way back, he called Hongying Yuejian and reported the situation of the mission to the other party.

"Oh, all his limbs turned to wood?"

In the office, the dark blue-haired boy sitting on the swivel chair turned around slowly, his delicate face was reflected on the spotlessly clean glass: "That's great, now I can engrave the name on the wood, use There is no need to go to such troublesome rules to kill people."

The black hand behind all this is Tsukimi Ri Hongying.

He didn't choose to kill Fujita Daichi, because it would be too cheap for this guy.

Just drag this ridiculous body through this life.

"Then, what did you do?" Yuejian Li Hongying yawned sleepily, and continued to listen to the mission reports that he had known for a long time, acting well, "Wow—really call the police Did you? In the morning, Mr. Zhongye also said that no mafia called the police, and he was slapped in the face so quickly."

Exactly as he guessed.

After seeing the information he left in the draft box, Oda Sakunosuke would choose to call the police.

"It's him who came, is it so important? He is the supreme commander of the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"You still asked this, what do you say over there?"

"Oh, keep squatting..."

"Okay, okay, I get it, Oda Tsukuru made a great contribution!"

"How come you didn't do anything? You called the police. Calling the police in time is a righteous act."

……

After chatting with Oda Sakunosuke for a few words, Tsukimi Ri Hongying hung up the phone with a smile on his face, and the moment the call ended, the smile on his face disappeared.

One of the reasons for having Sakunosuke Oda finishing it for him was so that it would count toward the total number of missions completed for the month.

If the KPI is reached earlier and the performance is better, the salary of Oda Sakunosuke will be higher this month.

It's that realistic.

Another reason was that he didn't want to get in touch with people from the Supernatural Secret Service.

After leaving him, the Supernatural Secret Service Division has indeed become a useless organization.

The serial murderer escaped from prison for half a month without being caught, and that's fine. After all, they spent a lot longer on this case last year, and he didn't expect them to grow so much in a year.

But why didn't anyone think of protecting Akira Matsushima who had escaped?

If you can't catch the prisoner, don't you just sit on the sidelines?

Is it a shortage of manpower?

Yue Jianli Hong Ying thought it was too funny.

Back then, so many military police and people with supernatural powers were sent just to keep him under surveillance, but now when they are really needed, they stand still.

Could it be that he took over this task non-stop back then just to let Akira Matsushima live for another year?

He felt that he hated the Special Agents Section even more.