"You all want to~~~ stay here leisurely with them, right~~~ ah~~~ that's right~~~"

At this point, Mianmu Zuoniao turned around, staring unblinkingly at the Yakuza.

"Satori thought of a good idea~~~ If I let you go~~~ things would get more interesting, but~~~"

As he spoke, Mianmu Zuoniao gripped the White Wooden Sword with his right hand and held the back of the sword with his left.

"I can only let one go~~~ As for the rest~~~ they're no longer useful~~~~~"

At that moment, the Monster disguised as a human finally revealed its fangs.

At the same time, in the abandoned warehouse not far from the shopping street, the remaining people were waiting there.

"What on earth is with those guys?"

The leading man looked at his phone with annoyance and muttered under his breath.

According to the plan, the other party should have already captured the person and brought them here, yet there was no sign of them. He even called, but no one answered... Could it be that capturing a little girl could cause them any trouble?

"Bang!!"

Just then, with a loud crash, the warehouse door was suddenly flung open, startling the others who were waiting. They looked up to see a Yakuza rushing in, covered in dirt.

"Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"

Seeing their companion in such a disheveled state, the others quickly stood up, and the Yakuza's face was filled with terror, pale as a sheet.

"Monster, monster...! That's a mons...…"

"Splat!"

However, before he could finish his words, a sword directly pierced through the Yakuza's chest, reflecting a cold glow smeared with blood in the dim light.

At the same time, an unhurried voice sounded from behind the Yakuza.

"Without moving the body~~ Can darkness be shed~~~ Flower and water~~~?"

"Uh... ah... ah..."

The Yakuza stared at the blade piercing through his body, letting out a painful groan before collapsing to the ground, while at this moment, the others finally saw a young girl holding a Sharp Blade standing there. She was grinning at the people in front of her, her eyes glinting with a peculiar light.

"Looks like~~~ everyone's here~~~ so~~~~~"

As she spoke, Mianmu Zuoniao raised the Sharp Blade in her hand.

"Let Satori make you experience an ecstatic life and death~~~~~"

To the Yakuza, this was just a minor act of revenge, kidnapping the other's family, taking pictures, drugging, and playing with them. Threats, ridicule, these were everyday occurrences, a matter of course.

However, as the saying goes, the more you venture into the jungle, the sooner you meet the tiger.

"I'm really... extremely... sorry, Brother Kuse..."

Looking at his subordinate lying on the bed, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, Kuse Boxing King Association's President, Kuse Daisaku — an Assistant Deputy of the Tang Island Group — wore a gloomy expression.

"It's all my... responsibility... I'll take the blame..."

The only fortunate thing is, although these guys are wrapped like dumplings, according to the doctor, their injuries aren't severe. Their opponent skillfully avoided all vital parts, so this doesn't even count as minor injuries. The biggest tragedy for them is only excessive blood loss and the pain of being stabbed.

But precisely because of this, it makes it all the more terrifying.

"Now isn't the time to talk about this. The boss already said not to mess with that detective."

"But...the brothers... can't swallow this... in our Tang Island Group..."

"Swallow it or not, you have to!"

Kuse Daisaku roared and then turned straight out of the hospital room; he walked out of the hospital with a grim face, returning to the car. True, he could understand his underlings' feelings. The Tang Island Group suffering such humiliation—it couldn't just be let go like that. Although the boss had suggested planning long-term, he knew that finding the identity behind the blank parcel was currently the most urgent task for the Tang Island Group, but...just let it go like that?

What a joke!

They even dared to attack his underlings; this matter absolutely couldn't be overlooked!

However, Kuse Daisaku recognized that at the current stage, confronting Duanmu Huai's Detective Agency directly was not feasible. Duanmu himself was quite formidable, not to mention that his assistant girl was equally ruthless. So, if that's how it is...… no need to hold back!

Since they don't know their place, they might as well just burn down that damned place! Perfect timing, I heard that man isn't at the agency today, so this is the best opportunity.

"Inform the others, act tonight!"

Soon, night fell.

When the time pointed to the early hour, Kuse Daisaku, bringing along his subordinates, drove to the shopping street. Their expressions were icy, their eyes filled with murderous intent. Kuse Daisaku had already decided to act like this, even if the boss disagreed, he would give his subordinates an explanation, otherwise, it would be too unfair to them!

The shopping street was dead silent, with only the streetlights passing by the window. Kuse Daisaku sat in the back seat, resting with his eyes closed, silent.

However, after a long while, he finally opened his eyes.

"What's going on? Are we not there yet?"

Kuse Daisaku glanced with displeasure at the driver ahead, questioning aloud. He remembered correctly that the Detective Agency was located on the corner of the shopping street, and it should only take a few minutes by car. But now...hasn't it been nearly half an hour?

"B-brother..."

"What?"

"I-I think I'm lost..."

"Lost? How could you get lost?"

Kuse Daisaku widened his eyes and looked out of the window; he could see rows of houses flashing past, along with street lamps. One row, two rows, three rows, one row, two rows, three rows... Gradually, Kuse Daisaku realized something was amiss. He was quite familiar with the shopping street; Kuse Daisaku remembered that there should be an intersection ahead, but they had driven all this way without seeing any intersection!

"Speed up, speed up!"

Right now, a strange, absurd feeling welled up inside Kuse Daisaku, and he shouted the order, as the driver followed his command, flooring the gas pedal. The vehicle quickly gained speed, continuing to rush forward. The houses and street lamps on both sides transformed into streaks of light flashing past the car window. Yet, as they sped forward for several tens of minutes, they still hadn't stopped nor turned, as if they were on an endlessly long, straight street!

Soon after, the car began to slow down and eventually stopped at the side.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"B-brother, we're out of gas!"

"Out of gas? How is that possible?"

Kuse Daisaku looked towards the driver's seat and sure enough, the gas gauge showed empty.

"What's wrong with you? Knowing we were going out, why didn't you fill the tank?"

"N-no, brother, I definitely filled it up before we set off..."

"Still got the nerve to talk back!?"

Kuse Daisaku punched the driver in the face, instantly silencing him. Then he opened the car door, stepping out alongside several other subordinates.

Upon close inspection, Kuse Daisaku realized something seemed amiss. The shopping street as he remembered wasn't like this. The houses around were too many, and all were desolate, looking like they hadn't been inhabited for ages. In the pitch-black night sky, a yellow moon hung high.

"Where is this place?"

"Why doesn't it seem like the shopping street..."

At this point, the other subordinates also sensed something was wrong, and Kuse Daisaku grabbed the driver, demanding loudly.

"Hey, didn't you take the wrong path!"

"N-no way, Brother Kuse! Kamurochō is just next to the shopping street, and I've been taking this road for years, there's no way I got lost!"

"Then where is this!?"

"I-I-I..."

"Useless!"

Kuse Daisaku flung the driver away and looked around, then spotted a gas station not far away, and his eyes lit up.

"Let's push the car there, fill it up, and get out of this damned place!"

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