I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

In the hijacked bank, all personnel were gathered in one corner, and a robber wearing a motorcycle helmet was watching with a gun to prevent any changes.

All mobile phones, telephone watches and other items that can contact the outside world were turned in and put in sacks and placed aside.

"Come here alone!" The leading robber randomly picked a thin woman from the hostage group with a gun.

The selected women wore the bank's white shirt and black vest uniform, which should be the bank's original counter staff, and the staff badge was pinned to the chest shirt.

Relying on the excellent eyesight of the mantra spirit, Mamako could clearly see the name written on the employee's badge——

Yuriko Sato.

The selected Yuriko Sato looked at the black muzzle aimed at her, with an expression as if she was about to cry for a moment, and her crying voice was full of fear.

"Woooo, I don't want to die."

"Shut up!" The robber fired impatiently at the sky. Yuriko Sato was startled by the gunshot, her legs gave way, and she fell to the cold tiled floor.

Knotaba Yuhito in the crowd clenched his fists secretly. He originally came to Kanagawa to watch the sea to relax during the summer vacation, but he ran into this kind of robber robbing the bank when he came to the bank to withdraw money on the first day of his arrival.

"How about I come." Seeing Yuriko Sato trembling with fear, Yuzu Yuhito stood up on his own initiative.

The muzzle of the black gun was aimed at him immediately, and the young man did not flinch from the muzzle of the gun. He had a neat pink cropped cut, and his golden eyes were calm with a faint light.

But the robber didn't accept his proposal, his brows were frowned, and his voice was rough: "I didn't call you, squat back! Otherwise, I will shoot you now."

Knotabagi Youren clenched his teeth, and slowly squatted back into the crowd.

"Go and put the money at the counter in a bag." The robber took out a sack from his side pocket and threw it to Yuriko Sato who had fallen to the ground.

Under the signal of the robber, Yuriko Sato stood up tremblingly from the ground, and began to use sacks to pack the money on the counter.

Mamako hid herself among the hostages, and did not dare to act rashly for a while. If she was the only one, it would be easy to solve this matter with the real person's ability alone, but if she wanted the matter to not develop into a supernatural event or accidentally injure her It will be very troublesome to deal with the robbers when other hostages arrive.

After all, no one knew whether the robbers would shoot and attack the crowd in a moment of desperation.

The atmosphere in the bank was oppressive, and there were faint sobs of fear among the hostages.

There were a total of seven robbers present. Two robbers were responsible for staring at the hostages with their guns raised to prevent the hostages from secretly engaging in petty tricks. Three robbers were in the bank lobby, and the remaining two robbers were behind the counter staring at Yuriko Sato Pack money.

The robbers all wore motorcycle helmets to cover their faces, and their outfits were inconsistent, but the colors were uniform. At least all the robbers were dressed in black.

American Colt 10mm gun, a frequent visitor to hunting and shooting competitions.

The guns in the hands of the robbers are all American Colt 10mm guns. Only the two robbers behind the counter are holding better assault guns, which are still relatively backward models.

Breathing and walking are very casual, it can be ruled out that they have undergone some professional training, they are just a group of ordinary people with a slightly stronger body, and they probably haven't even seen much blood.

The black-haired boy with one eye wrapped in a bandage was lazily sitting in the corner at the back of the crowd, his iris-colored eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked around casually and nonchalantly.

Outdated equipment and ordinary physical fitness, it seems that they are not specifically aimed at him, but just a group of ordinary robbers.

So it's just an innocent disaster?

Osamu Dazai, who came to this conclusion, was a little discouraged. He straightened his legs casually, and immediately got a warning look from the robbers guarding the hostages.

Osamu Dazai looked indifferent, as if he didn't care that this was a life-threatening robbery.

He looked at Yuriko Sato who was trembling behind the counter and was still loading money. Exaggerated acting skills, to be precise, it should be eight robbers, after all, there is an insider among the hostages.

The glasses of the boy in the blue suit squatting in the crowd reflected light for a moment, revealing the original azure blue again. At this time, Conan also discovered that Yuriko Sato and the other robbers were actually in the same group.

Although all communication tools were handed over, fortunately the robbers did not notice the difference in the watch, and did not take his watch away like his mobile phone.

There is only one anesthesia needle in the watch, and it can only anesthetize one person.

Looking back and forth at the several robbers in the bank, Conan quietly touched the watch that had not been confiscated.

No matter what, he will protect Xiaolan.

Mao Lilan, who saw Conan's movements, thought he was afraid, her lips were tightly pressed, and she bent slightly to comfort Conan's ear: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Conan, as long as you don't move around, we should be fine."

At this time, all the people on the street where the bank where the attack was located were evacuated, and the police arrived soon, and surrounded the bank outside, because there were hostages in the hands of the robbers, so they dared not act rashly.

The transparent glass door of the bank allows personnel from both parties to clearly see each other's actions. Seeing that the robbers outside the bank have been surrounded by well-equipped police, they are anxious and walk around irregularly.

Under the suggestion of the robber's eyes, Sato Yuriko's speed of loading money increased, and several sacks were filled in just a few minutes.

Across the street from the bank.

"Officer Mumu, the gangsters are here too." A policeman quickly walked to Officer Mumu's side and reported in a low voice.

"The port mafia? What are they doing here?" Police officer Mu Mu frowned, his chubby body with two hundred catties of flesh exudes deep thought.

Although Yokohama has always been under the jurisdiction of the port mafia, ordinary robberies like this do not involve the mafia. Usually, the port mafia will not intervene, and they are all handled by the police.

As soon as the words were finished, three people in black suits who looked like a gangster walked towards each other, followed by a staggering social animal Junki Yamada.

The leading boy was holding a black round top hat with one hand, his long ocher-orange hair was tied up in a small braid and hung down his left shoulder, and the corner of his black suit jacket was blown up by the wind.

The remaining three port personnel were half a body behind the boy, and it was obvious that the youngest boy with ochre-orange hair was the leader of the four.

"The mackerel is in there?" Nakahara Nakaya glanced through the glass door to the inside of the bank, but he didn't find Osamu Dazai who was sitting in the blind spot in the corner.

The port staff who was 1.8 meters away from him lowered his head and reported the situation softly to Nakahara Chuya: "Master Dazai is in the bank. Not long ago, Master Dazai said that he wanted to come out alone to find the perfect method of suicide. Takata didn't keep up, and then There is news that Dazai-sama has been involved in a bank robbery."

Nakahara, who understood the situation clearly, narrowed his blue eyes slightly, turned around to look at the transparent glass door of the bank, and tidied up the black gloves on his hands.

Da da da…

The robber walked anxiously and irregularly. It seemed that the outside situation was not optimistic for the robber. Mamako raised her eyes, and her crow-like eyelashes fluttered like butterflies ready to move.

The claws covered with purple hair abruptly caught his shoes. It was a curse spirit, a curse spirit that looked like a two-headed dog with bat wings.

Mamako lowered her head, facing the dark and white eyes of the curse spirit. Seeing Mamako looking over, the corners of the curse spirit's mouth tried to pull up, and squeezed a smile on the wrinkled face.

Just ugly, ugly.

Sensing that there was no malice in the mantra spirit, the word "ugly cute" popped up in his mind unconsciously.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Mamako hesitantly stretched out his hand and gently touched the dog Juling lying beside his leg, and got Juling's rolling fleshy body, making a happy and comfortable purring sound.

Mamako turned her wrist, leaned down and patted the fluffy head of the mantra, and saw that one head was gently patted, and the other head of the mantra hurriedly squeezed under Mamako's hands in an attempt to get love touch.

Mamako stroked both heads gently, and Manju Ling rubbed her palms in satisfaction.

Ordinary people cannot see the curse spirit, nor can they hear the voice of the curse spirit.

The brim of the hat covered the expression on his face, and the strange eyes of different colors flashed between the black brim of the hat. Mamako leaned down, approached the fluffy ears of the mantra, and whispered in a low voice.

"You stand on the right hand of the robber with the inverted triangle eyes holding the gun."

The curse spirit raised both heads at the same time in confusion, looking back and forth in the hall with wet and black eyes, and finally found the robber that the powerful senior said, waving black bat wings, slowly standing on the robber's right hand .

The triangular-eyed robbers were frowning as Yuriko Sato put money in. Their current situation was not optimistic. The Yokohama Police Department didn't know what was going on this time, so they suddenly dispatched the police quickly.Then his hand holding the pistol sank suddenly, as if he was suddenly pressed down by a stone dozens of kilograms, and the gun almost dropped from his hand and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" A suspicious look came from the companion beside him.

Seeing that there was nothing on his arm, although the robber with inverted triangle eyes yelled in his heart that he had seen a ghost, he could only choke out a grievance: "It's okay."

He gritted his teeth, the veins in his arms bulged, and finally raised the gun in his right hand tremblingly.

The corner of Mamako's mouth raised, she looked back, and then saw a boy with ocher orange hair and a black suit at [-] degrees perpendicular to the ground, with a diameter running up to the second floor of the bank from the front.

Ninety degrees vertically? !

Does Newton care?

Mamako looked at the people around her, they all had their heads in their hands, as if she was the only one who saw Spider-Man just now?

Silence, she has become a real person through time travel, she shouldn't pay attention to science, Two-dimensional is not under Newton's control.

With a sudden "pop", the glass on the second floor shattered, the wind blew violently, and the ochre-colored hair flew up. Zhong Yuanzhong quickly landed from the second floor with his hands in his pockets, kicked down the robber in the middle of the hall, and stepped on him. .

The attitude was loose, but the speed was extremely fast. The three robbers standing in the hall fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and the ochre-colored boy didn't even take his hands out of his pockets.

The gunshot rang out, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also rushed towards the robber behind the counter without changing his face.

At the same time as the glass shattered, Mamako also rushed towards the robbers guarding the hostages by virtue of her physical instincts, and her high-speed movements brought strong winds that blew off the peaked cap on her head.

The gray-blue hair slanted out like water, the shattered sunlight reflected an inhumanly delicate face, the strange colored pupils had a dangerous light, and the corners of the lips were raised with a slight smile.

With a "bang", the robber fell to the ground, and his cold hand was like some kind of snake gently resting on the robber's slender and fragile jugular artery.

The robber looked in horror at the girl who suddenly appeared and knocked him down a few times. The girl's exquisite appearance seemed to him to be a rakshasa who was dying in hell.

The pulse is beating under the fingers, and it is easy to touch the ugly and disgusting soul. As long as the simple sentence "inaction changes", the human body will instantly swell like an inflated balloon.

The momentary change caused the whole audience to explode.

"Don't move." The police finally broke in with guns in hand, and the scene was brought under control.

Mamako frowned, let go of the hand on the robber, stood up slowly, and turned sideways to see a boy with one eye wrapped in a bandage watching her with interest.

When the young man was discovered by her, he didn't look away ashamedly, but relaxed his posture, and greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Reality?" Social animal Yamada Junki came late, and as soon as he stepped into the lobby, he saw the future star he had just signed.

"Miss Zhenzhen? Mr. Yamada, do you know her?" Dazai Osamu came out from the corner casually, and Tobitomi rang out with a slight interest, pretending to be enthusiastic.

"It's the company's newly signed trainee, an ordinary person." Junki Yamada answered honestly.

"Ordinary people." A lazy voice sounded.

Mamako looked at the boy with one eye wrapped in a bandage facing her, with the corners of his mouth raised, his iris-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled.

Depressed and feeling seen.