The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 1080

"And what they used was the Book of Law, but when they got off the plane earlier, the intelligence confirmed that it was just a fake, but the nun Orsola, who has the interpretation method, seems to have accepted the protection of the Amakusa style... the Orthodox Church has ten Yajiu is planning to use the Amakusa style to lure Kanzaki?!"

"Oh, that's it. Didn't expect the Amakusa style to be the breakthrough point!" You narrowed his eyes, and his eyes gradually turned cold. He knew very well that there must be a push behind this matter, whether it is hoped that he Against the Roman Orthodox Church, I still hope that they will lose both, and there are probably quite a few of them.

However, if he wants to touch his 'things', he will chop off his claws if he dares to stretch them out, and he will crush them to death if he jumps happily. What he is wary of is those existences hidden in phases, not just a Roman Orthodox Church.

"I'll take care of the matter, just reply to the chief bishop like this." You waved his hand, and immediately issued an order to evict the guest.

Although he has never seen the mind of the chief bishop, doesn't he understand it? She wanted to use him as a spearman, but she wasn't afraid to stab herself to death.

"I understand, but I want to give Kanzaki some personal advice." Stiyl nodded, and then expressed his request.

"Personal advice? I understand." Yuu shrugged, he wouldn't allow the other party to convey the advice between friends. The reason why Stiyl told him so clearly was probably because he was worried that he thought the two were exchanging information?

Yu reached out and picked up the phone on the table.

"Help me connect to the cafeteria on the second floor, and ask Kanzaki to answer the phone."

Along with the beeping busy tone, Yuu was surprised by the sound coming from the phone.

"Well, big brother, why did you suddenly find Kanzaki?"

"Tears?! Why are you answering the phone?" Yuu was surprised, and then asked.

"Oh, Kanzaki asked me to help take care of Index earlier, so now I'm having breakfast with Index in the cafeteria." Saten Ruiko on the other end of the phone immediately explained to Yuu.

"What about Kanzaki?" Yu raised his eyebrows and said in a speechless voice.

"I've already gone out. She said it was something urgent. She looked very anxious earlier, but when she asked her, she said it was nothing serious."

"I knew..." Yuman stroked his forehead speechlessly.

Chapter 186 Amakusa-style cross desolate religion!

Tokyo in August is hot and dry.

As the second largest population in Tokyo, Nerima District, in this almost crowded place, naturally exacerbated the heat a bit.

And now, a young man named Jiangong Saizi is walking on the hot streets of Nerima District.

From the perspective of passers-by, the young man Jiangong Zhaizi is very tall and thin, his hair can be shaped like a hedgehog with pomade, and he is wearing a large T-shirt and jeans that even a sumo wrestler can wear. It feels like a performance artist.

However, this level of departure from common sense is nothing more than ordinary attire in Nerima District, an area where many cartoonists gather and a large number of foreigners.

What Jiangong Zhaizi needs is "don't care" from others.

The Amakusa-style Christianity of the Cross was a field service at the end of the Shogunate period. At that time, the spread of Christianity in Japan was very difficult, and it was even persecuted by the contemporary Shogunate.

Due to this historical background, Amakusa-style magic formulas were forced to be integrated into Shintoism, Buddhism and even daily life, forming a unique system of magic formulas.

For them, a raised hand in daily life, a hanging position on clothes, or even the arrangement of furniture at home can form a ritual field and exert powerful magic.

For this reason, the life of the Amakusa style is very nourishing. Although they are at the bottom of the food chain on the magic side, due to this unique concealment, almost no one can catch their traces.

And it is because of this that they are now able to play a game of 'peek-a-boo' with the Roman Orthodox Church.

Jiangong Zhaizi, who was walking on the street, walked into a burger restaurant on the street like an ordinary person, like a passerby planning to have lunch.

The hamburger restaurant is very small, and can only accommodate 2 to 30 people. It is already full at this meal time, but after seeing the arrival of Jian Gong Zhai, a middle-aged office worker with a slightly fat body moved away slightly. own position.

"Good afternoon, Saito!" Jian Gong Saizi greeted casually, then ordered a hamburger, and sat beside him.

"How's the situation over there at Wuhe?" Jiangong Zhaizi asked as he ate his hamburger, as usual.

"I have escaped the pursuit of the Roman Orthodox Church, but things are very strange. Our actions are too smooth. Boss, is there some trap?"

People at the bottom are always sensitive to the 'wind noise'. Although they don't know the layout of the Roman Orthodox Church, the middle-aged man named Saito still found something wrong.

"Do you feel the same way? Ushibuka, Isahaya, how about you?" Jian Gong Saiji turned his head and asked the bodybuilder and an old man sitting next to him.

"We don't feel right either..."

"In three days, it's a bit strange to escape 7 times of pursuit..."

"Although the other party competes for Orsola, they don't seem to care about it..."

There were some noisy responses from the hamburger shop, and almost all the staff, including the hamburger-selling clerk and the cleaning lady, participated in the answer.

Obviously, all the staff in this burger shop are members of the Amakusa style.

"To be honest, I also feel something is wrong." Jiangong Zhaizi swallowed the hamburger meat, then leaned back on the shared chair, frowning.

"Obviously we took Miss Orsola away, and the Roman Orthodox Church also claimed that we had taken the Book of Law, but although their pursuit was fierce, I felt perfunctory, as if they were waiting for something."

"It seems to be the feeling."

"I was almost hit by those nuns with a scepter before, but the other party's hand trembled suddenly. I thought it was my fate!"

There were echoing voices coming from the store one after another, which made Jian Gong Zhaizi's frown deepen.

"There may be something we overlooked. From this point of view, it is necessary to ask our client about the specific situation."

The female clerk standing on the sales table nodded, and then said to Jiangong Zhai. "Miss Orsola is helping in the kitchen now."

"I see." Jiangong Zhaizi ate the hamburger in threes and fives, and then poured a glass of guests, and then mixed into the back kitchen as if he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom.

"Sorry, Miss Orsola."

Jian Gongzhai entered the back kitchen, and saw a blond nun in black who was frying chicken chops.

She was wearing a black monastic uniform, her hair and toes were covered by dark clothes, and she could only vaguely judge the fact that the other party was Caucasian from the delicate face and the strand of hair protruding from the brim of the hat.

There is a row of silver zippers on her sleeves and skirt, which can obviously untie the monk's clothes in a cooler way, but in the hot environment of the back kitchen, she still chooses to wrap herself tightly, looking very is strange.

"You don't need to deal with this matter." Jiangong Zhaizi glanced at the heating tool in front of the other party, looked at the fried chicken cutlet inside, and said with some surprise.

"It's not like that, I'm just, just..." Orsola raised her little hand and waved it again and again, as if she was going to explain something.

"Just what?" Jian Gongzhai asked with some doubts.

"...It's just that I'm hungry." The blond nun said calmly, as if it was a matter of course.

"Uh..." Jian Gong Zhai was obviously confused, and then said with the corners of his mouth twitching. "That's it, then you continue."

"Oh, by the way, where are the cheese and cheese in this kitchen? I personally prefer to add these two things when I eat burgers." Orsola turned her head, searching for something, and said naturally .

"Oh, yes, I'll get it for you." Jian Gong Zhaizi just turned around, then suddenly turned around, and softly shouted. "No, I'm not here to be a cook!"

Shouting softly, Jiangong Zhaizi took a deep breath, looked at Orsola with a straight face, so as not to be diverted from the subject.