[Comprehensive] There are always big guys who covet my abilities

After Kunikida finished speaking, Chief Ueno's hand holding the disposable water cup suddenly tightened, the paper cup was pinched tightly and wrinkled together, scalding hot water overflowed from the cup and scalded his hand, he looked serious as if he didn't feel it : "Hisaku Yumeno of Hong Kong Black..."

Senior Kunikida's left hand holding the [Ideal] book slowly tightened: "Hisaku Yumeno, code-named Q, has a supernatural ability [Brain Hell] that is extremely dangerous, and it is a supernatural ability that can make everyone fall into hell. .”

"Ah..." I rested my chin on one hand and thought for a while, half-truthfully said, "He seems to have said that he is from Hong Kong gangsters. I didn't pay much attention to Chief Ueno at the time because I was concerned about first aid."

Chief Ueno held his forehead with a headache on his face: "It's hard to deal with people who are really Hong Kong gangsters."

I nodded knowingly, after all, Hong Kong gangsters are the embodiment of darkness in Yokohama. If they really caught Yumeno Kusaku today, it would be a real headache. Frightening supernatural powers are enough for the police department.

But these have nothing to do with me. I looked up at the clock on the wall and it was already twelve o'clock, and asked Chief Ueno: "If you finish asking, can I go?"

Chief Ueno gave me an ugly look. It is estimated that he has ten thousand bad words in his heart that he wants to swear but can't swear. If he accepts his fate, he usually waves his hand to me: "It's ok, please pay attention to safety on the way home."

"Okay, thank you for your concern." I got up and bowed slightly to Chief Ueno to express my gratitude, then turned to look at Kunikida, "Can you leave, senior?"

Kunikida stood up and pushed his glasses to look at Chief Ueno, who seemed to want to say something, but finally held back: "Then we will leave."

"Miss Hasegawa, if you face Kusaku Yumeno again, will you still be able to beat him?" Hearing this question from behind, Kunikida, who walked to the door of the recording room, turned around and looked at someone who was sitting on the chair. The decadent Ueno chief.

I followed Kunikida's gaze, looked at Chief Ueno quietly for a while, and decided to lie. After all, given the special status of Hong Kong gangsters, I'd better not get involved in the struggle between Hong Kong gangsters and the government: "I don't know. , not to mention the danger of that guy's supernatural ability, he even has serious problems with his nerves."

After I finished speaking, Kunikida looked back at Chief Ueno, stepped out of the threshold of the recording room, and I followed.

Sitting in the co-pilot, I still propped my head up and looked at the night scene outside the car window. Kunikida, who was holding the steering wheel with both hands, gave me a vague glance and asked, "What did you really not know about what Chief Ueno asked you, or..."

I sat upright and glanced at Kunikida. This senior has a strong sense of justice and cannot tolerate a little sand in his eyes: "In terms of different abilities, Yumeno Hisaku is definitely not my opponent, but senior, don't forget that there is something behind him. Hong Kong gangsters, now the detective agency, Hong Kong gangsters, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division have formed a three-legged situation, as long as one party collapses..."

Kunikida pinched his eyebrows in distress and interrupted me: "The whole of Yokohama will fall into chaos. I know what you want to say. I just think that the few people who died today..."

"Senior, look at this." I took out a Hong Kong black badge from my pocket and handed it to Kunikida.

Kunikida parked the car on the side of the road, took the badge in my hand, looked it up and down a few times, and asked me suspiciously: "The Hong Kong black badge...where did you get it?"

I spread my hands indifferently and answered him: "Of course it's on the dead people. Except for the murderer, everyone else is from Hong Kong gangsters, and Chief Ueno didn't tell us about it."

Kunikida held the badge in his palm and smiled knowingly: "I see, I understand."

The car continued to drive forward, and I looked out the window again at night: "The government has always wanted armed detective agencies to deal with Hong Kong gangsters."

Kunikida didn't talk to me, and it wasn't until we got downstairs from my house that Kunikida said to me who was about to get off the car: "I will report this matter to the president."

"Hi, hi..." I waved my hand at him, closed the car door, and walked into the hall on the first floor.

When I opened the door and put on my slippers, I saw Yazhi leaning against the wall of the entrance and looking at me: "I'm back, do you want to have supper?"

"No need," I shook my head and looked at him dissatisfied, "Didn't you say you don't have to wait for me? Why haven't you rested yet?"

"Stop pretending to be passionate about you," Masaharu pointed to the suspended game interface, "I just played the game and forgot to check the time."

"Oh...that's me being self-indulgent," I was very self-confident and didn't expose his lie, stepped on my slippers, walked to the TV, picked up the game controller and exited the interface, turned around and smiled arrogantly at Masaharu, "It's not early Now, go back home and rest."

"Understood, I really don't know which of us is the boss." Masaharu gave me a helpless glance, approached and raised his hand, then messed up my hair.

I took off his hand and gave him a dissatisfied look: "Don't mess with my hairstyle."

Yazhi rubbed it a few more times, and walked towards the room under my death sight. I turned off the light in the living room and walked into my room.

After coming out of the bathroom and drying his hair half-dry, he sat on the bed, wondering why Yumeno Kusaku would attack someone who is also a gangster in Hong Kong.

Two days later, after the monthly exam results came out, I passed the No. 3 exam without any accident, and fell from the first grade to the fifteenth grade. For this reason, the head teacher also asked me to have a kind talk to promote the relationship between me and my studies. Feelings.

And my bad friend Naoko managed to get No.2 in the class with a score that was only one point higher than No.1, and fulfilled her wish to go to Shitenbao Temple as an exchange student. It makes me want to crack open her head to see what else is there besides Kise-kun.

After bidding farewell to Naoko and going to be an exchange student, Masaharu and the others also went to Karuizawa for a week-long special training. Now I am the only one left in the original class trio, and there is no tennis club. It's a fairy-like life to have bad friends chattering around, but this kind of life is interrupted before the end of the day.

After finishing work at the detective agency, I got off work in the evening and settled for dinner at a ramen restaurant. I blended into the bustling crowd and prepared to walk home slowly. I also wanted to go to the supermarket to stock up on food.

When passing by a street with very few people, I heard a slight scream coming from inside. Looking at the few drops of blood that had just solidified on the road, I frowned, and looked into the street with serious eyes. There may be something serious inside. .

After a pause, he took out his gun and loaded it, then walked in cautiously. Since the street between the tall buildings couldn't get in direct sunlight, the more he walked in, the more gloomy he felt, and there were a few distorted corpses lying on both sides of the street.

After turning a corner, I was a little stunned by the situation in front of me. It was a dead end with more than a dozen corpses piled up on the side. Zhong Yuan, who was facing away from me, was holding a man's neck with one hand. I couldn't see his expression clearly. He only heard the sound of "gaba" and the head of the man who was strangled by him tilted, and then he threw it on the ground like trash.

I was a little embarrassed watching this scene. Will I be silenced by the Central Plains when I witnessed the murder scene?But... Having said that, I have such a predestined relationship with Hong Kong Hei, should I consider switching to Hong Kong Hei, after all, my supernatural ability is quite suitable for doing bad things.

Just when I was about to leave, Zhong Yuan turned around and glared at me viciously. When he touched me, his expression was startled and his eyes were a bit complicated. I scratched my head and gave him a dry smile and explained: "That... I heard There are screams from inside, just come in and take a look, you don't need to pay attention to me, I'll go out right away..."

Zhong Yuan stroked his hat with an awkward face: "They were sent by the hostile organization to kill me."

I was about to turn around and looked at him with some doubts. Is he... explaining to me?Not knowing how to react, I let out a blank "ah".

Zhong Yuan glanced at me irritably, pressed his hat and asked me: "What does 'ah' mean?"

"It means I know." I explained dryly, feeling the atmosphere was a bit strange, and when I was about to turn around and leave, I saw a hand holding a gun pointing at Zhongyuan among the dead people.

"Be careful!" Before my words fell, the hand shot Zhong Yuan's left shoulder.

Zhongyuan sneered, and red light flashed all over his body, but the bullet penetrated his gravity defense and hit his left shoulder under Zhongyuan's disbelieving gaze, but the strange thing was that no blood bloomed, even his clothes were damaged. Without damage, the bullet melted into Zhong Yuan's body like a drop of water.

My eyes widened in shock, that bullet...if it had any special ability, it would be terrible.

There was a surge in the pile of corpses, and a man in a black cloak rushed out of the pile of corpses, jumped up and left a nervous sentence: "You guys enjoy it~!"

Me: "..." Is it really the cloaked man who just came out of the mental hospital, he is so neurotic even when he speaks.

But he didn't get mad for a long time. He glanced at the cloaked man in the mid-air in the Central Plains opposite me. He pressed the hat and appeared above him in an instant. He was shocked by the surprised voice of the cloaked man: "How is that possible?!" kicked down

The man in the cloak fell heavily to the ground and tried to get up with his hands and legs, but the next moment Zhong Yuan, who had descended from the air, stepped on his back. The man in the cloak screamed and lay on the ground, unable to move.

Zhongyuan smiled cruelly at him, and then I saw Zhongyuan lift his foot and then drop it heavily. The gravity attached to his foot trampled the man in the cloak hard into the concrete floor.

I looked at Zhong Yuan's cruel look at this time, and felt that something was wrong with him. Judging from his previous performance, he would not kill people without saying a word.

After dealing with the cloaked man, Zhongyuan looked up at me, his blue eyes were full of murderous intent, I took a few steps back cautiously and tightened my hand holding the gun, although I didn't think the gun was useful to him, but anyway Being able to thwart him once allowed me to activate the ability to control him.

Now I am completely sure that what was integrated into Zhong Yuan's body at that time must be some kind of special supernatural ability. Looking at the way Zhong Yuan is going to kill people now, it is probably an ability that can drive people crazy.

Raising the gun and aiming at Zhongyuan, I stared at him closely to ensure that I shot at the first moment of his action.

Under my gaze, the murderous look in Zhong Yuan's eyes decreased slightly, and he looked at me blankly, as if he didn't understand why I pointed a gun at him.

He took a step forward, and suddenly stretched out his hands to cover his face and knelt on the ground with one knee as if he had been stimulated by something. From between his fingers, I saw his pupils constricted, and his breathing was a little short... as if the symptoms were triggered prelude.