I was reborn after swallowing twenty fingers

There is such a man.

He is a member of the Supernatural Secret Service.There is a mole on the corner of his mouth, and he wears round glasses. He has a refined and refined temperament, acts rigorously, and respects life.

At a young age, he served as a three-party spy for the port gang/hand/party, the supernatural spy department, and mimic.

He went undercover under the order of the leader Mori Ogai, attracted him to Yokohama, and then defected.

After that, Oda Sakunosuke, who has similar abilities to the mimic leader Gide, was targeted by him.

Finally, there will be a future of disintegration.

This man will lose the last little place to rest, take overtime work as his greatest hobby, and sink into work forever.

A part of my heart will forever miss the time when the three of them sat side by side in the bar and live in guilt.

If——he didn't show up here today.

Everything will develop according to this trend.Three people will always lack one person, Dazai Osamu will not forgive Sakaguchi Ango.

There is no way to go to Lupin for a drink together, only a discolored photo is preserved forever.

Ango Sakaguchi.

Ability - [Theory of Fall] Can read the memory left on the item.

Life is just like the process of demonstrating the fall.

At this time, a man who knows nothing about a certain future possibility is struggling between life and death.

Ango Sakaguchi felt that his head seemed to be full of things, but also seemed to be empty.

Sweat was running down his forehead, and he just stood there in a daze.

The members of mimic in front of them are like the forest of death.

He was in the passenger seat of the white van not far away, and he saw the gray and red God of Death behind the gray window.

Nodded harshly.

--'boom'

There were many guns, and the roar sounded.

A member of the shadowy mimic, with ruthless eyes like a stone, and a body like a walking corpse.

They can't see life, and they can't see themselves, they just shoot/gun forward.

Let the gun/mouthfire splash and spray, and the bullets fly out.

The hot-blooded state was extinguished by reality, and Ango Sakaguchi froze in place.He suddenly realizes that he can't change anything, and he can't save anyone.

'Degenerate theory' is not a superpower suitable for combat, and his physical skills are not outstanding, at least he can't break through the situation in front of him.

Ango Sakaguchi is a qualified spy who can serve as an undercover agent for three parties at the same time, stirring up the situation in Yokohama.What he thinks he lacks the most is the intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

But at this moment.

Like a miracle, like a fool, he didn't hide.

Behind Ango Sakaguchi are the adopted children of Odasaku, and all their wealth and possessions.

At this moment, it was like being an enemy of the world.

The gun / went off.

One sound, two sounds... and then like a curtain of rain.

pour down.

[End] Ango Sakaguchi closed his eyes in despair.

"—Hiss, it hurts."

The boy's active voice lingered in his ears, but Ango Sakaguchi didn't feel any pain.

He subconsciously looked up.

Obliquely above, the early cherry color is like a burgeoning life, blooming to its peak.The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and let out a golden smile.

Half light and half shadow, the sky is intense.

A tall concrete slab was erected in front of them, and the steel bars were exposed/exposed.

In the hands of the knotweed, the stone-gray monster was as light as if it was made of paper.

"Here, I'll give it back to you." He said loudly, throwing the only bullet that broke through the defense line towards the 'army' behind the floor.

Spreading out his hands, the palms were scratched and swollen, but that was all.

——[Monster] A group of people couldn't help it, and these two words came to their hearts.

Even the mimic members, who look like walking dead, are not breathing well for a moment.

"Don't show such a scared expression." The young man raised his head and looked sharply, lowering his eyes and smiling softly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you won't die." He comforted the children who had just passed away from life and death, together with the two adults, the curry shop owner and Ango Sakaguchi, "Go back later and take a hot bath Take a bath, sleep and it’s a new day.”

Don't be afraid.

His eyes are as soft as rice flowers.

The pungent gunpowder smoke is no longer terrifying, but only intertwined with the warmth of the young man's light wheat-colored skin.

"I will protect you."

The gun/fire tore through the sky, and he leaped high.

Before falling, only the roar of the car engine was heard.

The white van left this place without hesitation, as if they were just passing by.

The whole team of mimic evacuated without hesitation, leaving only a few loose people around the purpose of their trip.

Then--

Under the eyes of Hu Zhang who couldn't hide his shock.

Those few people coughed up blood from their noses and fell straight to the ground.

[Tell Oda Sakunosuke. ] At the end of the weak breath, the dying man said: "If you don't want this to happen again, come and make a break with mimic."

he died.

The reason is the poison behind the alveolar.

Simply and neatly, without leaving any room.

The boy with early cherry-colored hair lowered his head, his back was still clear.

"...Don't mind too much." Ango Sakaguchi hissed in pain, and moved to the side of the knotweed, "This group of people used to be soldiers, so it's inevitable that they are a little rigid."

"They're not." Hu Zhang said in a deep voice, "I'm angry."

"Ah, after all this happened... Wait, don't tie childish balloons to my hands!"

"Just be patient, I'll be right back." The boy untied the Pokémon balloon from his wrist and tied it to Ango Sakaguchi's finger.

"Mr. Ango has done a good job." The boy in the apron showed the smile that Ango Sakaguchi thought he had seen before, "You are not from the combat department, so leave the rest to me!"

When the other party dragged him on the road, he had already learned some information about Ango Sakaguchi, including the nature of his supernatural power.

As an intelligence department, it is top-level, but it is somewhat lacking in combat.

"Anwu." Hu Zhang called out in a deep voice, "wait for me here."

next moment!

He sprinted out at 50 meters and 3 seconds... no, even faster, faster.

Knotabagi Yuhito chased after him without hesitation.

He leaped high and ran over the street lights, and followed the white car in just a moment.

Like a golden child, a child of God, announcing his existence to everyone—"Stop! Or I will be impolite!"

Of course, it was ignored.

As if provocative, the car hummed even more piercingly, and the gray smoke gushed out.

Someone opened the car window with a gun and fired at the boy.

In the rearview mirror of the car, I saw the figure of the ghost-like boy gradually slowing down until it became far away in the rearview mirror.

However--

A vending machine pierces the turbulent airflow.

Come in the air.

Among them, the cans shake and jingle, the carbonic acid splashes in the gaps first, and the foam flows out to reveal the coolness of summer and the sweetness of soda.

collided with the car.

Knotaba Yuhito wants to bring many things to those children.

Colored crayons, balloons that can float, color-filled picture books, Norse mythology with double-page illustrations, and more flavors of food besides curry and rice.

Soda, chips, donuts.

But these people only bring harm.

"Don't run." Knotweed stepped on the concrete isolation pier in the middle of the road, "Ango said that you used to be soldiers, how can soldiers run?"

"And you even attacked children." No one paid attention to him, so he continued to talk to himself.

"This is not what the military did."

The boy stopped in front of the scrapped white car in a crouching position.

The back is slightly arched, and the eyes are like torches.

He is still wearing the apron of the little yellow chicken, and the winning headband he wears to grab discounted eggs.

It doesn't match the current solemn atmosphere, it looks funny and ridiculous, but it is so firm and unshakable.

The headroom shines.

-- majestic.

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The author has something to say: Huzi: (laughs)

Ango: Ango is asleep (awsl and, I want to hang up with my friend! This excessive woman!

Yangzi: I went to sleep for a while and then woke up code word He Zijing (friend): You are not a salted fish, but a dead fish.

Yangtze:?You are making a personal attack. He Zijing: I just made a personal attack. Look at your salty Yangzi: You have changed, you are no longer the same you who used to ask for leave.Believe it or not, I made a fool of you today?

He Zijing: hang up!Not hanging is not Yangzi!

好，满足你（冷酷感谢在2021-02-2423:50:29~2021-02-2523:24:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 sweet orange; thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Mo Qianqing; thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Aka online splits; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!