Chapter 37

Although Gojo Satoru and Miyako Eri couldn't understand what riddles they were playing, Nakajima Atsushi still saw the danger signal in Miyako Eri's rare solemn look.

Similar to Gojo Satoru's supernatural power, Miyako Eri also has some "superpower" that is released.

Although she doesn't seem to have any special abilities on weekdays, she would be criticized for her short legs even when she was on the road, and the impatient Gojo Satoru would use her to "carry" her to solve the problem.

"How much trouble?"

He heard Gojo Satoru ask while his thoughts were in turmoil.

"It's very troublesome. It's so troublesome that I need to apply for support."

- At the same time, Kusai -

a tall young man with white eyebrows stood on the observation deck, his narrow, feline-like pupils staring straight into the distance. , as if you can see some scenes that ordinary people cannot see clearly with the naked eye.

"Yo."

The person behind him greeted him frivolously, but did not get a response from him.

The tall young man just glanced back and focused his attention back to the distance.

His feline-like blue eyes were staring in the direction of the Armed Detective Agency.

"It's useless, Dazai-kun."

Another young man in white came up behind him. He looked much thinner than Dazai-kun, and his cheeks were sickly red due to the cold wind blowing from high places.

He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, admonishing Osamu Dazai with a somewhat mocking smile.

"That man has been silent since he appeared in 'Long Yan Between'. No matter what we ask him, he will not answer. If he had not proactively informed us of his name, we might still think that he is mute." "

But. ..."

The reason why you took the initiative to talk to him is because...

Nakajima Atsushi sat in the car with fear, watching Izumi Kyoka frantically stepping on the accelerator and drifting towards the target building, with Gojo sitting behind him. Satoru and Miyako Eri, the tall former teacher reluctantly bent his legs and huddled himself in the back seat of the compact car, and tried his best to stretch his neck to chat with Miyako Eri next to him.

"Have you contacted Vanilla?"

Gojo Satoru asked with a natural smile as he watched Miyako Eri lower her head and press the phone a few times before stuffing the communication tool into her pocket.

Even though Miyako Eri spoke solemnly about the troubles they might encounter this time, the former teacher's reaction still seemed to be calm and not nervous at all.

The behavior of the other three people in the car was out of place.

"Aren't you worried, Mr. Gojo?"

As if to ease the atmosphere, Nakajima Atsushi looked at Gojo Satoru through the rearview mirror, his voice still trembling.

He didn't forget Gojo Satoru's strange expression when he saw the supernatural power he had released.

"Ah?" Gojo Satoru glanced at Nakajima Atsushi's face and smiled brightly.

He stretched his body in the small carriage, "There's nothing to worry about, after all, it's just a 'shadow'."

Let's not talk about how much ability the shadow of "Xia Youjie" can exert, even if it is "Xia Youjie" "Youjie" can't defeat him even if he stands in front of him, let alone the shadow of the other party?

Compared with that dispensable shadow, what currently deserves more attention is Miyako Eri's "shadow".

Even with her eyes closed, Miyako Eri knew that Gojo Satoru was looking at her, but she didn't express much about it, just rubbed her eyebrows with a tired face.

She only learned the name of the culprit "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" when communicating with officials from the Special Agents Division. She had no idea about the other party's abilities. The only thing she was sure of was that a certain man had been released.

But she couldn't make any inferences about that person's current state, inner thoughts, and whether he was completely under Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's control. Compared to that, she had a more terrifying conjecture in her heart.

She did not forget that the man carried alien factors that could pollute the world.

The infectivity of Jenova cells is no worse than that of "bugs" in a physical sense. It is violent and greedy. After "eating up" the planet, it can still divide from the infected person and go to other planets to continue its mission.

If that man really spreads Jenova cells in the world...

Miyako Eri frowned and began to bite her fingers nervously.

Is it too easy for her to ask Miss Vanilla for help? Does she need a second line of defense?

"Eri-chan!"

Before she could start thinking about the plan for the second line of defense, a big hand fell from above her head and ruffled her hair in a playful manner.

"?"

Miyako Eri looked up belatedly, only to realize that they had arrived near their destination.

"Due to the car accident earlier, I can no longer drive and can only walk."

Quan Jinghua opened the car door and walked out on her own initiative, pointing to the tall fortress visible to the naked eye, with a serious expression.

The dim moonlight shone on her body through the building that smelled of death, and a sense of mission came out of her for no reason.

"Yes, we can only move on."

Miyako Eri stared at Izumi Kyoka's eyes for a few seconds before coming back to her senses. She nodded, covering her bright red eyes, with bitterness in her voice.

"No, stop again."

She murmured softly, her expression becoming firm.

"..."

Atsushi Nakajima, who was traveling with him, was still in a state of fear and trance, and even at this moment he still didn't understand his mission.

He just watched Miyako Eri pass by him blankly, and then grabbed her arm as if suddenly awakened.

"It's not too late to leave now. The gentleman said that this fog has a certain range. As long as we leave this range, we can return to normal."

It doesn't matter even if he loses his superpowers from now on, as long as he can...

Atsushi Nakajima is here At that second, I really thought about running away with Miyako Eri at all costs.

"Atsushi." Miyako Eri stopped her. Her bright red rabbit-like eyes stared at the boy who looked frightened. "It's okay."

She stretched out her hand like Gojo Satoru in the car. He went over and rubbed the other person's soft white hair.

"I've been running away for a long time."

"It's time to raise my head and look at him."

She said, looking up at the corpse not far away, then grabbed Atsushi Nakajima's arm and pulled him to her behind.

He dodged the knife that split the moonlight.

"What?"

Atsushi Nakajima hadn't reacted yet. He only felt that his cheek was stabbed by something sharp. When he reacted, he realized that it was the wind that scratched his cheek.

The wind of a knife brought out by someone's attack pierced his cheek.

Miyako Eri pulled Nakajima Atsushi behind her and stopped moving. She just raised her head, looked up at the tall young man, and made a sound that was almost murmuring.

"...Long time no see, Sephiroth."

The young man lowered his head and stared at Miyako Eri, holding the long knife in his hand and showing her a sharklike smile.

His voice was also almost a whisper.

"Long time no see, Eli."