"I roughly understand what happened." I nodded to express my understanding.
Dazai raised his head.
"But according to our investigation, Asagiri should have two more strongholds." Oda said while blocking Dazai.
"Then we have to divide our forces into two groups?" I asked.
"No, no, no, no, no need," Dazai got out from behind Oda, "I've already sent Adun and Koika Kagami to the fake side~"
"Fake? Since we already know it's fake, why did we let them go?" Seeing Dazai's face getting closer and closer, I chose a tactical retreat.
"Hey~ Xiao Siye is still young," Dazai sighed artificially and touched my head, "A good little bunny will distribute his property unequally to all his caves to prevent A cave collapsed and all the property was destroyed~"
"I understand." I responded while avoiding Dazai's hand.
"Adun should be arriving soon, let's go too." Oda said.
"Hey, yes~ After all, our battle is much more difficult than theirs." Dazai stopped persecuting me, straightened up and sighed sincerely.
Oda nodded with satisfaction.
…
Distant view, close shot.
Boundless and desolate.
If the sky were darker, I would see the same color as the land and the sky, and the round sky would swallow my brain again.
"Where's Dazai?" Oda patted me on the shoulder suddenly.
"I guess I fell in love with another tree and fell in love with it," I shook my head as usual, "but usually in this case, Mr. Dazai will leave some clues for me to mislead us and not find him."
As I said that, I patted my trouser pockets.
Sure enough, I found a tattered note inside, which said: Mr. Si Ye~ I'm going to find something! That's more important than my red and black underwear! Si Yejun will definitely understand, right?
Understand...a big-headed ghost!
I took a deep breath, activated my power, and the piece of paper turned into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Don't be impatient." Oda had an inexplicable smile on his lips.
"That's right, now we can only move forward." I wrapped the pocket watch around my forearm, and the cold touch made my mind clearer.
After the two of us regrouped for a while, we continued walking forward.
The road ahead is smooth, but there are always some bumps in the road where there shouldn't be obstacles.
"It seems fake." Oda concluded.
I nodded in agreement.
"At least it means the clues are correct."
"Yes, but only once."
Hearing this, I sighed and closed my eyes. As soon as I took a few steps, I was tripped by Oda and fell to the ground.
I opened my mouth and was about to say something, but Oda predicted me and covered my mouth firmly with his generous palm.
"Hush, three o'clock."
I raised my eyes and looked in the direction of the prompt.
A group of people in blue suits were scattered around the factory not far away, guarding firmly.
"They look familiar," I said softly, "They're the pigeon gang."
"Well, if that's the case, our way of advancing should change." Oda took out his revolver, pressed it with his nails, and counted the scratches on it one by one.
"There is wind and rain ahead, so drive carefully."
…
The heavy black protective suit was opened, and the man's eyes widened in horror, foaming at the mouth before he could scream.
"Just make them incapacitated." I said, staring at another fainted guard.
Oda put his index and middle fingers together and touched the artery of the fallen person: "I hope this is for you to hear."
"Mistake," I stuck out my tongue, "Has the monitoring been taken care of?"
"Don't worry." Oda's dark pupils stared at the deep corridor.
"Then let's go."
I took the lead and pushed forward.
We both walked quickly, but both of us were unusually quiet. It was like two adult wild cats running for the same purpose.
swish swish——
swish swish swish swish——
The more he ran, the louder the noise became.
Oda and I looked at each other in tacit understanding, and we became more and more certain that our destination was ahead.
Finally, an open door was revealed. Oda and I braked suddenly, stood close to the door, and looked inside with our peripheral vision.
The young man with green curly hair was writing furiously, and vigorous bookish energy seemed to be flowing out every time he breathed and breathed.
With a cold gaze, I seemed to see a scholar concentrating on his studies.
But when he turned his eyes, he saw that this heavenly scene was surrounded by cages, layer by layer.
The hellish drawing made me take a deep breath.
"There are naked people in those cages." I mouthed.
"They're not human beings," Oda shook his head, "Those are Asagiri's powers."
He gestured to me with his head: "Look over there."
The bottom of the cage can be opened by mechanical control. The huge gear on the ceiling decisively controls the huge iron clamp, clamping one of the cages and placing it in a larger elevator.
The people inside the cage howled. But soon, once the elevator door closed, their breath was fleeting.
"They're like merchandise," I concluded.
"Maybe, after all, there are very few superpowers that can do what Asagiri does." As he said that, a trace of sadness flashed in Oda's eyes.
The atmosphere fell into silence. Oda blinked and added: "But if we want to save those innocent 'people', we must first capture the thief first."
"Understood." I nodded.
After all, after so many days, it was impossible for Oda and Dazai to have no physical contact at all.
But Oda did not disappear because of this, which shows that Dazai's ability invalidation has no effect on the accessories of Asagiri's ability.
It can be considered a gratifying thing, I think.
"But this is actually an unfortunate thing," Oda shook his head, "because once we find those guys who can be called human beings, we have to find a proper way to deal with them."
"But the so-called proper method... I don't think there is a method in the world that can be called proper for them."
I nodded, but this matter was heavier than I imagined.
The so-called superpowers, superpowers can indeed bring some convenience to themselves and even others, but if the intention is not right, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"I've finally finished drafting this new character, haven't you guys chatted yet?" The elegant voice echoed in the gloomy room.
It was so empty, it really seemed like the devil was talking.
"You are really unreasonable!" Oda walked out from behind the door magnanimously, shouting without looking back.
"Why don't you," Chao Wu tilted his head and blinked, rarely showing anger, "I have given you so many opportunities, why don't you cherish your own life?"
A sneer appeared on Oda's lips.
"In that case..."
Asagiri stood up and clapped his hands.
The mechanical gears above our heads stopped turning, and the iron claws curled together stiffly.
The cage doors opened one after another, facing us in the center of the stage.
The "people" in the cage also seemed to be affected by something, and their expressions generally changed from numbness to distortion, and finally to anger.
They rushed towards Oda in unison, and the scene in front of us made us doubt that we had really fallen into the eighteenth level of hell.
Seeing that although Oda was very skilled in martial arts, he was still unable to defeat four people. I had to sigh deeply, then took out my dagger and joined the battlefield.
