Ms. Quan, who is male

Regarding Dazai Osamu's question, Izumi said calmly: "Didn't you guessed it?"

"I want to borrow a detective agency to add an extra way to investigate the people behind the scenes? I can naturally guess something like this floating on the surface, but..." Dazai Osamu looked up at the roof of the car, "You should have other ideas, right?

?”

Quan nodded and said, "I suspect that the target of the person behind the scenes is not the scroll, nor me, but..."

"Yokohama." Dazai Osamu took it naturally.

"Sure enough, is there anyone in your heart already chosen?" A dark light flashed in Izumi's eyes. "Is it the disaster you told me before, Yokohama is about to usher in?"

Dazai shrugged and said, "I'm not sure, because all this is just our suspicion. There is no clue to prove that our guess is correct."

"And..." Dazai Osamu's eyes fell on the bandage exposed by Izumi. "Why don't you think it was the guy who chased you before?"

"Because of this." Izumi looked at him with his scarlet kaleidoscope, "They dare not come."

"Then...that's what you used to do, was it a sneak attack? It's the same as the wound on your chest now?"

After reaching this conclusion, Dazai Osamu looked at the five-petal flower in the eyes of Izumi and said novelly: "This is the final form of your Sharingan? It's back with your memory? And the skeleton in the photo

Arms are also part of their ability?”

"Yes. The thing you are talking about is Susanoo, which is a defensive ability." Izumi nodded and briefly explained the role of "skeleton arm".

"Yeah~ Is that right..." Dazai Osamu dragged his tone and did not react much.

Izumi and Osamu spoke in the back seat. In the front row, Kurokida Dubua and Junichiro Tanizaki seemed to have forgotten these two people and did not even share the secret.

"Aren't you going to do something?" Quan said maliciously, "even if it's just a test?"

Dazai Osamu closed his eyes and was unmoved by Izumi's proposal: "That guy is like a mouse in the sewer, he can hide and hide, his den is hidden and unfixed. Now these guys sent to Yokohama, even what he looks like,

I don’t know whether it’s a man or a woman. At most, I’ll come to explore the way and stir up trouble. What can I expect to find out from them?”

"So you are afraid of this is such a person..." Quan touched his chin and extracted the information he wanted, "I thought it would be a large organization or gang."

Dazai Osamu smiled: "Those things will appear, you can't be careless, sister Koizumi."

"I know."

The two chatted for a few more simple words. After that, Dazai Osamu reminded him that he was about to reach the abandoned shipyard, and Izumi removed the illusion.

The barrier that was previously invisible to block the front and rear seats disappeared silently.

Kunikida Dubu and the three people in the car confirmed the plan they had just "discussed".

“……, do you understand the above, act according to the plan?”

"Yes, Mr. Kunikida." Izumi and Tanizaki said in unison.

"Understand~" Dazai Osamu waved lazily.

The taxi stopped at about a hundred meters away from the abandoned shipyard.

Next to a window on the second floor of the factory, a man watching with an infrared night vision instrument almost instantly locked the spring that got out of the car.

The hem of his skirt was just above his knees, and his straight calves were exposed to the air. When the night wind blew, he shivered because of the cold. He also carried a crossbody bag on his back, which was tightly pulled in front of him, as if it was filled with it.

What is important.

The man guessed that there should be the scroll they wanted him to bring.

There was a dark waste near the abandoned shipyard, and there was no lighting street light. Fortunately, the taxi headlights illuminated the road ahead so that the spring would not walk forward in the dark.

The surroundings were so quiet that you could even hear the slight sound of the soles of the shoes rubbing against the ground while walking. The sudden ringing of incoming phone calls suddenly cut through the quiet air, which scared the spring.

I took a look at the caller ID and it was his grandfather's phone number.

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva and answered the phone tremblingly: "Hey..."

The person opposite said bluntly: "Tell the taxi behind you to go back!"

Quan was stunned at first, then said: "But...what if you regret it and don't let us leave?"

"No, but! You don't care about your grandfather's life?"

"...Okay." Quan bit his lower lip hard, walked to the taxi driver's seat, knocked on the window, and said something to the driver. Then he took out his wallet and settled the taxi fare.

The taxi turned around and left, and soon disappeared.

Without headlight lighting, Quan had to use his mobile phone to illuminate the way ahead.

He followed the instructions given by the man on the phone to find an unlicensed van parked outside the factory, and then knocked on the rusty factory gate.

Soon, he heard a sound of kicking and stomping footsteps from behind the door.

The iron chains jingled and hit the metal door, as if they were hitting the heart of the spring.

The disrepaired door made a squeaking sound, and then a head emerged from the door.

Mobile phone lights used for lighting gather from bottom to top on the face of the visitor. Large shadows accumulate in the upper part, covering the eyes and forehead. The first thing others notice is the nose under the strong light. And the mouth, looking extremely scary.

Quan was startled and subconsciously took a step back.

The man opened the door and sneered: "Coward."

Quan pursed her lips tightly, and unconsciously grabbed the bag in front of her: "Where is my grandfather?!"

The man snorted, but did not answer his question. He looked at Quan up and down, and finally landed his eyes on the shoulder bag in his hand, asking, "Have you brought the thing?"

Quan Fei quickly took out a lighter from his bag, ignited it with a "bang", and plucked up the courage and said, "You, don't let my grandfather go, I, I will burn this thing immediately!"

“…”

The man suddenly shook the light of his cell phone in his hand towards Quan's face.

"!"

Quan's eyes were stimulated by the strong light, and subconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes.

"He's pretty." The man whistled excitedly, then pushed open the door and pointed his thumb into the room. "Go into the door first, your grandfather is old and is already asleep inside now."

"..." Quan's face was full of resistance, "No, I'll give you the scroll here, bring my grandpa out!"

The man smacked his lips impatiently and suddenly said loudly: "I've said it, the old man is asleep. Do you still want me to carry it out for you?!"

Quan gritted his teeth and said, "Then stay away from me, or I will burn what you want immediately!"

"...Hmph, I have a very bad temper." The man rolled his eyes, not worried that Quan would not follow him, so he turned around and walked into the house.

Quan followed him in.

Two footsteps, one in front and one behind, stepped into the factory.

The man fumbled around the door for a while and found the switch. A small, dim chandelier lit up.

In addition to the man who brought Quan in, there were two strange men in the room.

At this moment, they were leaning against the railing leading to the second floor. When they heard the movement from the door, their eyes suddenly focused on the fountain who was entering the door.

"Yo, is this the guy the employer is talking about?"

"He's pretty, little girl."

Izumi ignored them and quickly glanced at the room, but did not find Mizuno Nagataro.

He frowned and said, "Where is my grandfather?!"

One of them walked over a few steps: "Your grandpa, you're sleeping soundly upstairs."

Quan quickly took a few steps back: "Don't come over!" As he said that, he raised the lighter in his hand again, and the threat was beyond words.

"Hmph." The man farthest from him snorted coldly, "I don't know what's wrong."

He winked at the two partners.

The man who had been walking in front of Quan before blocked Quan's retreat step by step, and the other man did not care about Quan's threat and approached him step by step.

"You, what are you doing..." Quan looked at them with a panic look, picked up his bag, leaned closer to the lighter, and shouted, "Don't you want the scroll anymore?!"

The man who approached him laughed out loud and said proudly: "Our goal is you from the beginning, little sister."

"Varied……"

Quan opened his eyes wide and before he could finish his words, the man rushed towards him!

He was about to touch Quan's arm, but what the three of them did not expect was that his hands seemed to pass through the three-dimensional image and actually grabbed the empty space!

Before he could react, his outstretched arm was grabbed by a force, and then his eyes were spinning.

With a heavy "bang", the pain spread rapidly from his back to his limbs. His head was stunned and he couldn't recover for a long time.

The body of Quan, which he touched before, seemed to be emitting a thin snow with a glimmer of light. When the wind blew, it dissipated into the air.

The other two suddenly opened their eyes wide, and they immediately pulled out their hands and guns from behind.

One of them was about to load and fire the gun, but suddenly suffered a heavy blow in the back of his head and fell to the ground with a "thump".

In the end, only the guy who blocked the door was left, which was the guy who brought the spring in at the beginning.

He looked around and found no suspicious figures.

A chill ran over the soles of his feet and a dense cold sweat oozed out from his back, which instantly wet his shirt. The sweat on his forehead gathered into thighs, slid down his cheeks, and finally dripped on his chin

The ground, dark water marks were blew out.

"You stinky girl, get out of here! Don't pretend to be a fool!"

He fired a few shots around but did not hit any target.

Fear was like a ferocious beast with a big mouth, and soon swallowed him up.

He swallowed, threw his companion to the ground, and ran out the door regardless.

But before he could step out of the threshold, he felt a pain behind his neck, and then his eyes became dark and he lost consciousness.

Tanizaki Junichiro's extraordinary ability "Seiyuki" was lifted, and Izumi and Kunikida, who had previously hidden, appeared in their figure.

"Where did a group of mobs get the gun?" Kunikida picked up the hand that fell to the ground with a handkerchief. The gun was frowned and fell into deep thought.

Following Kikida's instructions, Izumi followed him step by step, like a little chick next to the old hen.

At some point, Junichiro Tanizaki, who had already climbed the second floor stairs, stood in front of a room, turned around and waved to the two of them downstairs: "Grandpa Mizuno is here!"

Quan's eyes lit up and he was about to step upstairs.

But at this time, the sound of the car engine suddenly sounded outside!

There is actually a fourth kidnapper in this building!

"No, that guy is going to run!" Kunikida hurriedly opened the door and took a step to chase people.

But as soon as he ran a few steps, something unexpected happened. The van parked outside was not about to escape. The front of the car turned around and actually rushed into the factory!

Seeing that he was about to hit him, Kunikida rushed to the side with agility and avoided the car that was hit by him.

But the target of the car was obviously not him, but a spring not far from him!

After crossing Kunikida alone, the car speed increased again and was about to hit it!

"Qin! Don't be stupid! Do not stay away!"

Kunikida shouted loudly.

No, it's not that he doesn't want to avoid it, but...

Quan lowered his head and looked down.

The man who was first knocked over his shoulder and fell out by Kokida, somehow he regained consciousness.

While everyone's attention was put on the car that started outside, he quickly crawled to Quan's feet. Then when the car hit, he grabbed Quan's two ankles tightly and did not move him at all.

One-step opportunity.

He widened his eyes, grinned, and said to Quan in a harsh tone: "I said that our goal at the beginning was you-"

I thought I would gain negative emotions like fear or anger from that face, but what he never expected was.

The face was shrouded in the shadow of long hair, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was undisguised mockery and sarcasm.