"Hahaha..." I half-knelt on the ground, sweating.
Chaogiri did not take action himself. He used the killers recorded in his notes to perfectly connect the battlefield.
A long time has passed, but Odasaku never came to support me. I felt very irritable because I thought it was possible that something unexpected had happened.
He's not the kind of person who doesn't adapt to circumstances and is dogmatic.
"All your information has been recorded through my observation. I will let him replace you. Go with peace of mind." Chaogiri was already standing in front of me, and a shadow hit my face. It was my first time feel fear.
"My habit is to kill the enemy with my own hands." Zhao Wu said leisurely.
"What a coincidence, so am I." I licked my tiger teeth, narrowed my eyes and smiled.
I felt confident because reinforcements were coming.
I felt ridiculous for the fear I had just felt.
The next second, I only felt a shadow flickering in front of my eyes, and the world was instantly overturned, making a loud noise.
When he opened his eyes again, a crater the size of a meteorite appeared in front of him.
"It came too slowly, Chuuya."
"It's good that I found you before you died."
"Please, I'm just tired and I need to kneel down for a while. I'm not dying."
"Ah, okay, okay..."
Asagiri looked at Chuuya and I who were bickering, tilted his head slightly in surprise, lowered his head and wrote on his note: "Port Mafia cadre Nakahara Chuuya has a very good personal relationship with his colleague Kirihara Sawa..."
"What's wrong with this man?" Chuuya asked, looking very angry.
"A dead man who likes to record other people's privacy," I said, "Zhongya, help me beat him up."
"Understood," Chuuya paused as soon as he took a step, "Next time you try to commit suicide like this, you will be the one who gets beaten up."
I widened my eyes and muttered in dissatisfaction: "I am very capable and very capable. I am not seeking death. It was just a small mistake this time..."
However, Chuuya definitely couldn't hear my words at this time. He had already rushed in front of Asagiri like a sharp arrow, his diamond-hard fist carrying a strong wind.
Chao Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and the torn-out notebook page instantly turned into a hard shield, turning into a line of life and death between the two of them.
I saw the opportunity, dragged my tired body, hid in a blind corner invisible to the fog, and rushed forward with all my strength.
There was an unreal feeling from the tip of the dagger as it penetrated a soft object. New hot blood covered the old dried wounds on my body. Chaogiri let out a long roar like a deflated rubber ball.
He waved his hands with all his strength.
I slumped to the ground, the corners of my mouth turned downward.
Chuuya grabbed my back collar, and the two of them flew not too far away from Asagiri.
"What a lunatic."
"There is no one who writes novels who is not crazy."
"Tch, it sounds like you know it very well."
Chuuya and I bickered, but actually our eyes never left Asagiri once.
He is like a beached fish, a fish with blood oozing from its kidneys.
I didn't feel very guilty when I saw this scene, but I was really feeling emotional: I didn't expect that one day I would be able to personally kill the author of Wenye.
In that world he was a master of swordsmanship, and in this world he was also a master of swordsmanship.
A mentally ill man with a knife stuck in his waist - a knife spirit.
I saw Chuuya approach Asagiri and put his fingers on his neck. After a while, he said: "Dead."
Chuuya pulled out the dagger stuck in his body and stabbed it hard into his heart.
"How are you? Can you still move?" he asked.
"It's not good. I seemed to have strained a ligament just now... Hey, my dagger." I pointed at Wu Wu and yelled.
"No," Chuuya stretched out a hand to me, "I'll buy you another one later."
"Then don't leave such obvious clues!" With Chuuya's strength, I stood up shakily and was helped to walk to Asagiri.
I pulled out the dagger, and the blood coagulated there, like a high-purity ruby.
Oda hasn't come yet, so I don't know if it has been killed. If so, I think I can join Port Mafia directly without going back to the detective agency.
Dazai will not let me go...
"I have to go to another place." I said.
"Well, I'll accompany you."
"I can't go if you don't accompany me..." I muttered.
"Why are you so arrogant today?" Chuuya patted the back of my head.
"Bad mood."
"...Then you say it."
Chuuya rolled his eyes at me, then grabbed me by the back collar and picked me up.
Before I could react to stop him, he jumped downstairs with me.
Suddenly, I felt like my stomach was churning and I had stars in my eyes.
However, before I lost consciousness, we had landed firmly.
"I've wanted to try it for a long time." He said, with a hint of pride in his tone.
"Tell me next time, your manned space flight is a bit exciting." I covered my head, feeling helpless.
"I'm telling you, you can't agree," Chuuya looked around and said, "There really isn't a single living person in this community... After we deal with that person, the whole community is like a pool of stagnant water."
"It's true." I responded casually. After feeling that I had regained some strength, I lowered my arm that had been resting on Chuuya's shoulders.
Chinatown behind us is still bustling, but this unknown neighborhood is the complete opposite.
The grass and trees were all withered, and a wheelless wheelchair stood alone by the flower bed. It was not known whether its owner had turned into withered bones.
"It's so bleak." I sighed sincerely.
"It's strange," Chuuya shook his head, "The speed of using his powers is very slow. If you want to create a community of people, it will take a long time..."
"And this community was not empty from the beginning, it was more like it was gradually replaced," I continued, "But normal people shouldn't die so fast, or is Chaogiri already prepared?"
I was stunned, I actually forgot an important clue.
Those three letters! (See Chapter 89 Three Letters for details)
I immediately took out my mobile phone. In order to use it in time when needed, I copied the letter into my mobile phone.
I clicked for a while and finally found the information I needed.
"The fish is always ignorant today and has lost a lot of weight. I feel sad when I see it. So I specially sent Kafka to take care of the fish. You know, he is a sensible child. I am very happy to leave this matter to him. rest assured."
Kafka.
Kafka.
This Kafka must be Kafka Asagiri!
The time now is August 19, 2022, and this letter was sent on April 19.
Ignoring the time it took for Asagiri to get here and take root, four months was simply not enough time for everyone to update.
So where did the rest of the people go?
I got goosebumps all over my body.
The phone started to vibrate, making me and Chuuya shiver at the same time. I looked down angrily and saw that it was a call from Dazai.
I kept silent even as I prompted.
"It's me, Si Ye."
"Si Ye-kun~ How was the mission accomplished?" Dazai's voice still jumped out.
"It was a success...but, sorry, Mr. Dazai...I failed to protect Mr. Oda."
The other end of the phone was quiet, and I seemed to be able to hear the thunderous heartbeats of Dazai and I.
"Pfft." After a long time, a low laugh came from the other end of the phone.
"Eh?"
"Oda-kun is here with me, Xiao Siye~"
"How is that possible?" I raised my eyebrows in surprise. It was clear that Oda was following me this morning.
"Hahaha," Dazai laughed heartily, "The Oda-kun this morning is the newly created puppet of Asagiri~ The real Oda-kun has already settled in my home..."
"Siye-kun, would you like to guess when Oda-kun was replaced? Guess~guess~"
"The mackerel deserves a beating!" Chuuya clenched his fists.
I nodded in agreement.
"Mr. Dazai, where are you and Mr. Oda now?"
"In a mysterious place~ Children like Si Ye-kun are not allowed to come~" Dazai's voice became weird and unpredictable in an instant.
It seems that doing the mission with Oda made Dazai feel unusually good, I thought to myself.
"Okay," I shrugged, "My mission is done anyway, so I'll just stroll around."
"Bye bye, Mr. Si Ye~wait for my good news!"
"Sayunala."
After hanging up the phone, Chuuya and I looked at each other helplessly.
"Let's go and take a walk around the headquarters." I put my arm on Zhongya's shoulders, "By the way, tell me how you found me."
"Ahem..." Chuuya coughed a few times to ease the embarrassment.
