When Qi Mu's super power defected

The next day, we all got up early with a good schedule, because we knew that the time we got together was very short, and it would be a waste to sleep without it.

After a simple breakfast, I called Itahang. Although it would be more effective and dramatic to prove that I am not dead by a face-to-face encounter, as expected, the longer the time dragged on, the more sad he would feel. Too much, prolonging the suffering of others to achieve some kind of evil pleasure is really bad.

"Is it... ruffian?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was unbelievable, it was clearly the familiar monitor's voice, but it was not as enthusiastic and energetic as before.

[yes. ] I admitted again, [Because my secret mission has come to an end, so I can recognize you. ] To a certain extent, I did not lie, I did pass Saiki Kusuo's level, and I can return to the side of these people in a fair and just manner.

"It can't be a prank." Itahang was not sure, he even scolded a few words fiercely, "I warn you, this is not funny at all, I don't understand what the purpose of your false voice is, but the ruffian Xiong was buried by my friends in person, and I also attended his memorial service, you..."

I glanced at Hagiwara Kenji and Matsuda Jinpei next to me, handed over the job of explaining to them, and then went to wash up.When I came back, I was greeted by a weeping Datehang.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

My squad leader was crying convulsively on the phone, which was the result of his efforts to restrain himself at work. He probably walked to a place where no one was around. I can imagine him crying silently against the wall, as if He also took a tissue out of his pocket.

"You guy, what kind of method is not good, but you use the most aggressive exit method with no way out, and you don't give us a little thought."

[Didn't you make up a bunch of settings for me? ]

"An unconfirmed speculation is just a speculation."

[Okay, okay, don't cry. ] I comfort him.

"Ugh..."

Actually, I quite understand that Datehang cried after receiving my call.

Because last night, Hagiwara Kenji from the same apartment building also cried. He propped his forehead with one hand, leaned against the wall and wept silently for a long time in the silent room.

Because although I am back, the scars are still there, and the pain of loss will be forced to recall again, but the difference is that this time the tears are tears of joy, and it is a way to vent the emotional backlog to a certain extent.

"I'm going to find you." Datehang said, "I'm going to see you."

[Don't be so impulsive. ] I dissuaded him a little bit, [You still have work, I have to leave tomorrow, and when the time comes, I will appear in front of you in person. ]

"Then let's put it that way." Itahang smiled nasally, "It's a pity that I can't tell Ling and Jingguang that they can't be contacted."

[Those two guys have been posting about you for so long, let me post it once too. ] I said.

After chatting for a while, I hung up the communication with Date Airlines who still needs to work.

"Where are you going next?" Hagiwara Kenji asked, "It's only a day, it doesn't seem appropriate to go anywhere, and I'm a bit unwilling to stay at home."

So all your plans yesterday were overturned.

"Because I'm thinking about whether Pixiong can't show up." Hagiwara Kenji continued, "Since it's a dangerous mission that requires anonymity, wouldn't it be exposed if you bump into a criminal policeman again?"

[If there is no problem, there is no problem. ]

"Then let's go to the exhibition." Hagiwara Kenji took out a promotional poster, and took out a few tickets from his wallet, "The largest and most grand motorcycle exhibition opened in Mihua Town for the first time. The time is at night From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], after all, it is an event organized by the Suzuki Consortium, so it should be worth seeing if you have a lot of money. My friend gave me a bunch of tickets a few days ago and said they couldn’t be sold.”

Suzuki?My little apprentice's friend's house?

On that promotional poster was a motorcycle with a cool shape. Its lines were designed to be extremely smooth. Just by looking at its appearance, it seemed to be a good car with good performance. Moreover, it was bright red.

It just doesn't have a back seat and needs to be remodeled by yourself.

It's a waste of money not to sell tickets.

I pinched my chin and meditated on that poster,

"Rixiong, you don't want to buy it, do you?" Hagiwara Kenji saw my thoughts.

Matsuda Zhenping said coolly, "The auction price of this car is 200 million."

Varied!Only 200 million!

My pupils quake,

"But Pixio..." Kenji Hagiwara said slowly, "You have handed over all your property, do you have so much movable funds now?"

Of course I know this, or I can participate in a few horse betting games in the name of the two of them now, the whole 8000 million is no problem.

I slapped the poster on the tea table and waved my hand, "Go and see it!"

So the itinerary was decided.

***

And under the influence of the unique aura of the two people around us, our travel is destined to be extraordinary.

In the first disaster, we met a child kidnapper on the highway. Of course I was the one who discovered it. At that time, I was leaning against the bed in the back seat of Kenji Hagiwara’s car, when a confused and terrified heart sound suddenly came.

(Where is this? Where are the parents?)

Obviously a child who was stunned and abducted into the prisoner's car.

[Yan Er, catch up with the silver car in front. ] I spoke abruptly, this scene is actually very familiar, because traveling with them will always encounter various incidents, the first person to discover is always me, my untimely orders without any warning will only attract them The importance of trust.

"What's the matter?" Hagiwara Kenji quietly followed in his vehicle,

[The kidnapper. ] I didn't explain too much, [there was a child in the trunk, and the prisoner had a knife. ]

"This scum." Matsuda Jinping leaned forward and said angrily to the car in front of him.

The matter was resolved smoothly, after all, I was there.

But it’s not over yet. Next, when we were waiting for the red light, a mugger ran over on the sidewalk next to me. I picked up the mineral water bottle in the car and threw it at his leg. He fell and was caught by the security guards who were chasing him. Living.

Halfway through the journey, I predicted that a giant truck would rush over diagonally from behind, and a series of car accidents would be staged. I reminded Kenji Hagiwara to avoid this tragedy by virtue of his superb driving skills.

When we went to a restaurant near the exhibition for lunch, we encountered a murder case that is rare for ordinary people. Someone found a dead body in the staff locker room. The police immediately arrived and sealed off the scene. My eyebrows twitched and I asked Hagiwara Kenji to say, Name the murderer and say he has gone home.

This series of events exhausted both of them.

"I knew it would be no good to be with Pixiong."

After finally coming out of the restaurant, Matsuda sighed with his arms crossed, "In the past, these cases were like rushing to give merit to the ruffian, and crimes could happen for several days in one morning."

Hagiwara Kenji was also mentally exhausted by the thrilling day, he laughed wryly, "But it seems that Pixiong's skill has not regressed."

Um?You are the ones who are least qualified to say this.

[It turns out that you all thought it was me. ] I complain.

"That's right, because Pixiong can always find a series of clues from corners that we didn't pay attention to, such as the car that kidnapped the little girl today, who can know except the prisoner."

[......]

I reflected on it, no way, I know too much?

But never mind, we're finally at the auto show.

The auto show was proudly held in a skyscraper, and the walls made of large floor-to-ceiling windows allow people to see the street view outside at a glance. Whether it is row upon row during the day or brilliant lights at night, it has a good impression.

I'm obsessed with motorcycles, stop at shows like crazy, and name them one by one,

But because the name I chose had too many slots, Matsuda Jinhei interrupted me, "It's not your name either."

I patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the red locomotive I first photographed, and gave a thumbs up, [Earl, buy. ]

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Whose money?"

I looked at him trustingly.

"It's useless, let's give up." Matsuda Jinpei said ruthlessly, "Hagi will not agree, we don't have so much money to squander."

I immediately showed a very disappointed expression.

Matsuda Jinpei's hand holding the credit card suddenly felt like it was about to move.

But halfway through the exhibition, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

[Walk. ] I said, and then immediately denied it like talking to myself, [No, it’s too late. ]

"What's wrong?" Kenji Hagiwara keenly noticed my strangeness.

I glanced at them, and listened carefully to the movements that came into my ears that ordinary people could not know.

It's too bad, if that happened, my little apprentice will be very sad.

[I'm going to the bathroom. ]

Taking out the toilet escape again, I activated teleportation after entering the cubicle, and appeared on the roof of the office building.

A gun was pointed at the head five meters away from my forehead....

After looking at the head, I realized that he was not the father of the little apprentice classmate, but he should also be from the Suzuki family.Another look at the gunman...

Um?Isn't this the green-eyed little black number C whom I once sent him to flee for the sake of beauty?

In addition, beside him stood a pale blond young man with a cold expression in the dark night.

Glancing at the head again, I saw that he who was being pointed at was trying to maintain his composure, and behind him stood a row of familiar men in black with guns. He said, "I told you, I want to Terminate cooperation with you."

"The cooperation is not something that you can easily terminate the contract unilaterally if you want to." The little black number C held his gun steadily, "Is this your attitude? I'll tell you clearly, let you come alone."

I hid in a hidden place on the roof and quietly watched the development of this confrontation.

"Are you here to be slaughtered?" Suzuki clenched his fists and looked at him, "Gin Jiu, I've had enough, I want to escape from you, for this reason, I request the same forces as you."

Why are you trading on top of a skyscraper, isn't it better under some pier? The wind at an altitude of more than 300 meters is so high?

"So you found them?" Little Black No. C grinned sarcastically, "Mafia?"

"Anyway, if you have money, you can do things."

"You don't want your son anymore?" The little black number C put pressure on,

"I won't participate in such a crazy experiment anymore." Suzuki said with a gray face and trembling, "If his disease can't be cured, let it be cured, and I will stop the special medicine for him, but with you The relationship must be severed, and I cannot be ruined."

The biggest difference between ordinary people and bad organizations is that ordinary people will have illusions about them. Black and evil organizations have no conscience, and simple negotiations cannot convince them. Suzuki still has a deep understanding of this aspect and found a bunch of people to do it for him. Assure.

The little black number C is also under a lot of pressure.

Regardless of his calm and self-sufficient appearance, he has actually retreated to the edge and plans to jump off the building. Of course, he jumped off the building because he planned a way to escape.

My clairvoyant eyes can see that there is a stretch belt hidden under the coat of Little Black C,

Unfortunately for his companion.

"You will definitely die here today." Suzuki gritted his teeth,

It feels weird.

I looked at this scene, and then at the tense pale blond youth,

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be a problem, but...

[Kusuo, what is the future of Furutani Rei? ] I asked Saiki Kusuo from the air,

There was an immediate reply, [I'll look for it. ]

"You have to think clearly, even if you kill me, you won't be safe forever." Little black number C was still threatening, or delaying time,

"I can take my son abroad."

Time is running out.

"boom!"

a shot rang out,

The little black number C fired first, and then wanted to jump down the stairs, but was pulled back by Jiang Gu Ling who had been watching him, and I immediately appeared in front of Fu Gu Ling.

According to my prediction, after Suzuki's gesture fell, he would be beaten into a sieve by a row of men in black.

Saiki Kusuo's voice came into my mind at the same time: [His status is death in line of duty...ah, it just changed. ]

It turns out that Hagiwara Kenji's butterfly effect was Fuguya Rei, and that's right, there should have been an explosion on a whole floor yesterday. The casualties and social effects should not be underestimated. Suzuki might be stumped by that incident.

I stood in front of Furutani Rei, Suzuki's gesture had already fallen, and I was ready to face the hail of bullets.

but……

A silence.

The people in black in the back row of Suzuki did not move for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Suzuki, who was shot but not dead, turned around in shock,

But they saw the men in black knelt on the ground in unison, calling out in unison, "BOSS."

I:[……]

I:……?

Me: Oh hoo.

I immediately knocked on Kusuo, [Isn't it right?Why do these people know me?They are calling me the leader no matter in their faces or in their minds. ]

[It is a consciousness bug caused by being swallowed by the third world together. ] Saiki Kusuo explained, [There will be people who have this situation, for example, because of the time difference, people in their 20s think they are not adults, or have non-existent peer memories, generally speaking, they will be confused as delirium or dreams , but you appear in front of their eyes, so at this moment, their consciousness belongs to you. ]

Then now?

I listened to Furutani Rei's shocked voice behind me,

Surface calmly pushed the glasses.