In the days when Xiongying was undercover [Comprehensive]

Boltz found a knife belt, hung the knife on his waist, and walked to his destination.

He had no money on him, so he had no way to get a ride, so he had to walk there.

Not to mention that he didn't know the way, so he had to ask the people nearby, which greatly slowed down his speed.

That place was a little far from here, and after Boltz walked for a while, it started to rain on a gloomy day.

Boltz could feel that his body was a little tired because of the weather.

In addition, the paint on his body blocks a small amount of sunlight... Boltz's current state is not very good, and it may be a little difficult for Shang Gide.

He stretched himself and walked towards his destination against the rain.

It wasn't raining much, but the pedestrians on the road were all holding umbrellas.

The thin clothes on his body were quickly soaked by the rain, and his hair became heavy and fell back because of the water, and the paint on Boltz's body was also bent and wrinkled due to two days of no complementary color and cracks.

Boltz, who didn't have an umbrella and was still somewhat mottled, was kept away by pedestrians.

Now Boltz's face is black and white, and it looks a bit scary.

Boltz simply walked while tearing down the acrylic paint that prevented him from absorbing energy.

There were already some cracks in the paint, but when Boltz tore it off, it was relatively smooth.

After tearing off the paint, Boltz absorbed energy much more smoothly.

Then, a dark man appeared on the road.

The person with black and reflective body is very conspicuous in Yokohama.

Yokohama is a paradise for people without personalities. Ninety percent of the people living in Yokohama have no personalities. People with personalities, or people with supernatural powers, almost keep their human appearance. There are almost no people.

Even though Yokohama is a mess at night, it is undeniable that people who have no personality in Yokohama will not be discriminated against outside.

Because they are the majority.

Its appearance does not seem strange outside of Yokohama, but it is as eye-catching as Tokyo Tower in Yokohama.

It's not that I'm afraid, but it's rare to see such a recognizable personality on the streets of Yokohama.

He asked for the address one last time, and then he left the inhabited place and got into the deep mountains and old forests.

The location offered by Osamu Dazai is a location on private land.

Boltz passed through the oak forest, walked on the narrow path between the trees, until he reached the end, he saw the bungalow standing on the open space.

The bungalow has a purple circular roof and a semicircular gable wall full of religious amorous feelings. By the door, there are two patrolling MIMIC soldiers holding assault rifles.

They survived the battlefield, and their ability is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Mafia.

Boltz took the knife out of the scabbard, took the scabbard off his waist, and threw it on the ground.

"Excuse me, is this the stronghold of MIMIC?" Boltz deliberately made a noise, and his high-heeled shoes stepped on the leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Hearing the movement from Boltz, the two MIMIC soldiers pointed their guns at Boltz and pressed the trigger.

Choking protruding flames, the bullet fired at the spot where Boltz was standing.

The figure of Boltz disappeared in place, stepped on the muddy ground, and before the two MIMIC members could react, he cut off their necks with two knives.

Obsidian knives are sharp.

Just a light swipe is enough to cut their throat arms, cut off their neck bones, and take their lives away.

Isn't ancient creatures so fragile?

Die easily and leave nothing behind.

The sniper standing on the balcony and guarding the surroundings found Boltz who was not hiding his figure. Boltz stood still and abruptly caught the bullet that was shot at the heart.

Bronze bullet casings fell from Boltz's chest, and the impact blew a hole in the chest of the suit Boltz was wearing.There was only a small depression left on the black body inside.

This kind of wound can be repaired with hair.

Boltz is not afraid of gunfire, and with his strength and toughness, he can completely ignore most hot weapons.

He looked up at the sniper, took the gun from the soldier he had knocked down, and fired a burst of shots upstairs.

The sniper couldn't believe his eyes.

Being shot in the heart at such a close distance, nothing happened except that the clothes were damaged.

It's not human at all.

Just in such a daze, he missed the best chance to survive.

The body on the second floor fell from the balcony and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

In the quiet villa, the sound of gunshots and corpses falling from the second floor was exceptionally clear. Just a second after the gunshots fell, Boltz could already hear footsteps coming from the door.

He walked to the door and gave way to the door.

Boltz dropped his gun, picked up his favorite knife, and hid behind the concrete pillar at the door.Almost in the next second, the tall wooden door with steel plates inside was punctured densely with bullet holes.

While they were changing bullets, Boltz kicked open the gate, and with the cover of the gate, he slashed at those people several times.

Occasionally, a few bullets hit it, but they could only leave a scratch on it. They couldn't be shot into the body like other enemies, and exploded inside the body, taking away the life of the enemy.

The phone on Boltz's waist rang.

Drenched in the rain, the mobile phone that was still usable was buzzing and vibrating, so Boltz had to kill him.

It is the number belonging to Odasaku that I kept.

There was still a trace of electricity left in the mobile phone. Boltz stood in the middle of the hall, the knife in his hand was still stained with the blood of the enemy, and it trickled down the blade to the ground, forming a small puddle.

"Hello?" Poltz said.

"Where are you?" Odasaku's voice was calm.

"Where you are going." Boltz replied, he dodged the bullets fired from inside, and the dense gunshots were transmitted along the microphone to Odasaku's ears.

"Come back, let me handle this matter, and you shouldn't be involved in this matter." Odasaku didn't respond.

"My coming to MIMIC's lair has nothing to do with you." Boltz smiled: "Why do you think I came to you, because the leader of MIMIC, Gide, cared about you and thought you could kill him, so I found you .”

"Now that I have the address, I can leave."

Odasaku's voice was a little higher, but he was still very calm: "So, the MIMIC people know the location here, did you reveal it?"

There’s not even anything wrong with thinking that way.

Boltz suddenly found himself, reminding himself to remember to pay attention to his adopted son, and to go with him to the place where they live now.

After Boltz came, people from MIMIC came here to investigate that night.

This morning Boltz went back to his room to pick up his mobile phone, probably to meet MIMIC's informant.

Even the explosion...she did it too?

"No." Boltz denied Odasaku's statement: "I haven't been in the habit of bombing casually."

"Then why did you come..."

"Kill Gide." Boltz said, "I approached you only because you are the person most likely to be targeted by MIMIC. This was my original purpose."

It's faster to go through Oda Zuo than to search for it without thinking.

He won't deny that he used Odasaku.

"The shop exploded..."

Boltz was more surprised than him: "An explosion in the store?"

He thought MIMIC was just a kidnapping, but who knew it was so extreme that it blew up the shop directly.

Doesn't the boss have no chance of surviving?

"I'm going to find you, I hope you didn't collude with MIMIC." With Ango Sakaguchi's previous conviction, Odasaku couldn't believe Boltz easily.

"If it was really your doing, I will kill you."

Boltz laughed: "Then you come and kill me."

Odasaku's expression froze, and he also said: "I will kill you."

What Boltz said was no different from admitting.

He is extremely calm now, countless things are integrated and scattered in his mind, and finally become a line, winding in his mind.

Dazai Osamu was taken aback by Odasaku's words: "Odasaku, what are you talking about?"

Who knew that Oda Saku would say such a thing?

"It doesn't matter what you think." Boltz had no intention of correcting Odasaku's words: "Gide's life is mine, even if you come here now, it's too late."

"I will kill you." Odasaku repeated again, then hung up the phone and put the phone in his trouser pocket.

"Mr. Dazai, I found Mr. Akutagawa in the woods. He has passed out, his wounds are all open, and he has been sent to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment." At this time, a low-level mafia responsible for searching came to report the news.

The rain and the extinguishing of the fire by the fire truck quickly brought the fire under control and extinguished it.

Odasaku broke free from Osamu Dazai, walked out from under the umbrella, and walked into the curry shop in the rain.

He found the equipment he had put here in the darkroom specially prepared for him by the boss, and many of them were still usable. He checked the functions of all the equipment, then put on the bulletproof vest and strapped a belt around his wrist. All the replacement magazines on the jacket, and all the grenades that can be loaded in the pockets of the windbreaker.

"Odasaku! Listen to me, Boltz is definitely not that kind of person, and Mori Ogai and the others had a secret meeting with the head of the Supernatural Secret Service today. The level is too high for me to find out the specific situation. There must be something hidden behind it that we don't know, if I know..."

"What?" Oda Saku inserted the gun into the pouch of the gun and interrupted Osamu Dazai: "There will be nothing, everything has already happened, no matter what happens again, it will not change, Saku Le and the others did not If there is a way to resurrect, I can’t go back to the past.”

"Odasaku." Osamu Dazai said quietly: "Don't do this, I don't know you would say that, but don't go, rely on others for a while, and look forward to something good happening in a while, it will definitely happen Odasaku, do you want to know why I joined the Mafia?"

Odasaku lowered his head and did not speak, sorting out the magazines in his hand.

"When I joined the Mafia, I was looking forward to what would happen one day. The people here put their desires on the surface. If I stay with them, I can discover the essence of human beings at close range. In this way As soon as you come..."

Having said this, Osamu Dazai stopped suddenly.

"That way, I can find a reason to live."

Odasaku's movements paused: "I originally thought that even if it was a mission, the killer is a killer after all, and I would lose my qualifications to write novels, so since then, I have never killed anyone...but I have Lost that qualification."

Oda Saku looked into Osamu Dazai's eyes, and looked straight into those deep eyes: "I can't go back, Dazai."

From the moment Mimic came to Yokohama, from the moment Ango Sakaguchi became a spy, everything has become an established fact, even the death of the children is destined to happen.

"Odasaku!!" Dazai called Odasaku from behind.

But Odasaku left without looking back.