Super power krypton gold [Comprehensive]

"...Okay, so here comes the question. How do we get in?"

Theater backstage, passage.

I, Mr. Gua, and the three knives lined up close to the wall, like a string of three-color balls, sticking our heads out to look at the door of the backstage preparation room.

Although it was already expected that the opponent would not be defenseless, the tightness of the backstage defense still exceeded my expectations.The door of the preparation room was obviously locked, and there were two muscular men standing on the left and right... If it wasn't for Hotaru who was behind me, I would have thought I had accidentally time-traveled into an American movie.

"We have no direct evidence and have no authority to perform a mandatory search."

Mr. Gua's waxy face was full of sorrow, "If you break into the house and find no evidence of crime, you will be in trouble later."

With an idea, I turned my head to Qing Guang and Gu Gu: "Can you go through the wall after you become spirit?"

"Yes, yes."

Gu Gu raised his head and glanced at me lightly, "But, is this okay?"

"Ah? Is there anything good..."

"It's a question of merit."

Mr. Gua smiled wryly and smoothed things over, "If they are the only ones who find the evidence, Mr. Gao Gong will be credited with the credit for this infiltration search. I think Gu Gu is asking, Teak, can you accept this result?"

Gu Gu nodded silently.

As if waking up from a dream, I let out a long "Oh—":

"So his name is Gao Gong! Oh, I really don't care much about him. But then again, does anyone care about credit at a time like this? If the incident can't be resolved, we're all trash policemen, and I'm afraid we'll have to Take off your uniform hand in hand."

"..."

Gu Gu looked at me up and down for a moment with incredible eyes as if he was looking at an alien, and then nodded vigorously again.

"I see. Come on, California."

"Eh? Wow, don't pull me suddenly! Your mobility is too strong!"

However, before the two of them had time to erase their figures——

"Nobu~Nobu~NobuNobu~Nobubububu~~~"

——The ringtone of my mobile phone suddenly rang sharply without warning.

By the way, the content of the ringtone is Oda Nobunaga voiced by Kugimiya Rie.

"Teak?!" Mr. Gua turned pale with shock, "Didn't you set your phone to silent, this is working time!!"

"I set it up—do it, of course I set it up!!"

I cut off the bell in a hurry, and even cursed a series of foul words in my panic: "I don't even know how..."

"Hello. You guys, who are you?"

From behind us came a gruff voice reminiscent of a Hell's Watchdog.

I:"……"

Even without looking back, we can still see two tall and towering black shadows like iron towers, passing over our heads and falling on the bright ground.Judging from the reflection, one of them was stretching out a casserole-sized fist towards me, as if he wanted to crush my skull on the spot.

"……no solution anymore."

I sighed deeply, "Everyone, get ready to write a letter of self-criticism. Yingying, you can't kill people."

"Good~"

Hotaru had already taken a step back to get ready, and upon hearing this, she immediately grabbed the handle of the knife with her backhand.

"Ha, what's the matter with this woman, and she has a little ghost with her, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

The strong man only had time to grin halfway, and that hideous smile was deformed by Hotaru's knife handle.Then he soared into the air, flew out like a crooked Leaning Tower of Pisa, and fell headfirst into the flower pots placed in the corridor.

...It looks like some kind of performance art.

I couldn't help but burst into laughter, feeling that the nerves that were about to be broken due to anger were slightly relieved.

"Hey!"

Hotaru concentrated on holding his breath, kept moving his hands, and turned his body half a circle on the spot, and the big sword struck the waist of another man with the momentum of sweeping away thousands of troops.

"What's going on with this brat... Guwa?!"

This strong man seemed to be more flexible than his companion, at least he turned around before being blown away by Hotaru.But flexibility is not necessarily a good thing, just because of this turn, so coincidentally, he suffered from the front (with a height of 120cm) Hotaru swung the big sword horizontally - the most vulnerable part of his lower body.

"Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

...I always feel that his screams are much thinner, it must be my illusion.

On the other side, the man who plunged headfirst into the flower pot was flailing his legs and struggling desperately, looking like a buzzing tuning fork.Seeing that he had pulled out half of his head, I quickly stepped forward, kicked one leg high above the head, then aimed at the vulnerable part where the gap between his legs was wide open, and crushed him with all my strength.

"?!?!"

Probably because he ate a mouthful of dirt, the man let out an indistinct scream, then maintained the posture of the tuning fork, and then lost consciousness.

I rubbed the soles of my shoes on the ground, and snorted out of my nostrils expressionlessly: "Weak."

"..."

Mr. Gua lifted up his sleeves, and slowly wiped away a stream of cold sweat that slipped from the corner of his forehead: "Youmu, your move is very beautiful."

"I learned it in the training school back then."

I briefly explained, "I think this might be the legendary strong man locked up."

"...Really, I thought it was called 'I can hit ten hunks'."

I took out the key from the tuning fork man's trouser pocket, hung it on my finger and twirled it around before holding it: "With your kind words, I think I can hit nine more. Let's go."

……

In the preparation room, which is more open than expected, we witnessed a circus-specific grandiose scene.

Clothes and fabrics of various shapes and colors hang down from the ceiling, fluttering naturally when someone walks by, like the hand of a woman passing over our heads.

There are all kinds of familiar or unfamiliar performance equipment piled up on the wall, such as colored balls as tall as a person, screens used when transforming into living beings, safety nets used for trapeze and tightrope walking, the fire ring that the tiger just passed through...etc. Wait, at first glance, it seems to have gotten into a toy box, and there are so many things to see.

To be honest, to find clues related to the case among them is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"Takaki, look there."

Mr. Gua pointed to a door with a "Hirasaka" nameplate on it, "That's probably the head's private room..."

"—Firefly, smashed."

"Boom!"

"..."

Mr. Gua stared blankly at the collapsed door panel in front of him. After a long while, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times like a cramp:

"Okay, this is a macho."

I walked into the room with strides of smoke and dust, although my posture was as steady as an old dog, but my heart was already barren without a single blade of grass—I really didn’t want to think about how many bonuses I would lose because of this mess.

So what can I do?

I couldn't glue the jars with 502 anyway.Money is something outside the body, let it go.

"Qi, your eyes seem to be out of your body..."

Hotaru raised his face and cast a worried look at me from bottom to top.

Yes, I answered him inwardly.Although money is something outside of me, giving up money is tantamount to giving up my soul.

The private room of the head of the group is extremely simple. A writing desk and a few chairs occupy most of the space, with no traces of life. Like a traditional dim sum plate, it reveals a greasy, self-admired sophistication.

It is said that the circus has held performances in this theater for a long time, and the head of the circus has therefore occupied a private area in the background.But only from the outside, it seems that the place is spotless, and there is no "private" imprint left.

『Master, there is a basement in this theater.If you can't find the child in the backstage, you can go to the basement floor to have a look. 』

Probably because we've been killing too much time, the Cave King started making suggestions over the radio.

"There are no abnormalities on the stage so far.But soon after the show, the circus members are backstage.Be quick. 』

"So I've said it all, why bother? Just burn it down..."

"You can't get around those kids, alter.Even if no one was injured, Qian would not be able to afford to pay for the props piled up in the background alone if she lived for the rest of her life. 』

(No, actually I probably can't afford it anymore.)

I restrained my urge to complain in the workplace, swallowed the bitterness overflowing from my throat, and lowered my head to carefully examine the few scattered items on the head's desk.

Lamps, paperweights, a few science fiction books and notebooks, and—

I just reached out to an old-fashioned black wallet, and when I looked up, I met Mr. Gua's dignified eyes:

"Teak. Even if the other party is a criminal suspect, you can't steal his money."

"……I know!!"

What image am I in his eyes? ? ?

While reflecting on whether I have exposed my poverty temperament too thoroughly, I put on my gloves and began to quickly check my wallet.

Business cards, no problem.

Driver's license, no problem.

Car keys, no problem.

A ticket, he went to Yokohama a few days ago?It should have nothing to do with this case, no problem.Having said that, human trafficking has also been rampant in the Yokohama area recently, maybe this guy got a piece of it.Please contact the Yokohama Secret Service afterward.

A stack of brand-new ten thousand yuan bills, neatly packed with heads.Other than the uncomfortable amount, there are no obvious problems.

"..."

Having said that, after some psychological struggles, I barely held down the hand I stretched out to the stack of big bills.

It's not that I want to keep it for myself, it's just that I want to tear up my anger when I see the ill-gotten gains, and I'm happy when I hear it.

"This is... a student ID card?"

The last thing I found in my wallet was a badly worn and faded student ID card with "Sakuragawa Junior High School" emblazoned on the cover.I immediately realized that this was the middle school that Hotaru and Hoshido Hideo attended.

(20 years ago, the head of the group was also a student of this school...)

The profile picture printed on the certificate has long been blurred, but it can still be seen that the young man has a handsome outline, slightly long chestnut hair draped over the nape of the neck and the hollows of the shoulders, and he is born with a good appearance without edges and corners.

Such a good-looking appearance can be called a "melancholic youth" on a law-abiding citizen, but it can only be called a "clothed beast" on a criminal.

Right now I don't have time to take a closer look, I just glanced briefly at the name column on the student ID card:

"'Shimazaki Kazuya'... That's right, it's consistent with the file. This is the real name of the leader when he was a student. Bah, you deserve the same surname as Nobunaga Shimazaki."

"Who is Nobunaga Shimazaki?"

Joan alter asked in the communication, "Is it related to Oda Nobunaga?"

"It's said to be my voice actor. 』

The Grotto King replied calmly.

Joan of Arc let out a "tss" out of interest.This can't be helped, I think she should prefer Suzumura Kenichi who is married to Sakamoto Maaya.

But the Cave King immediately added another sentence:

『Arjuna and Tachika Fujimaru are also the voice actors. 』

"What?! So, where can I meet him!!!"

"Calm down and alter, and what are you going to do with my voice actor..."

"Does it need to be said? Of course, let him say "Joan of Arc alter is more capable than Artoria Alter", and then record it, and play it on a loop in front of that cold-blooded woman for a whole day!! Just imagine that woman The look on his face made me excited, heh heh heh heh..."

"........."

Well, pretend you didn't hear it.

There are some things in the world, it is better not to know happiness.Like "the naive side of my wife who is only three years old" or something.

The author has something to say:

"I don't want money anymore! My brother Qian is going to be a macho today!"

The boss is at the back, let's warm up first (rub your hands