The conference room fell silent.
Yan Si After walking out of the door, the door did not close immediately.
The creaking sound of the door shaft turning echoed in the corridor, very soft, like some kind of sigh.
Captain-General Yamamoto stood there, looking at the door.
His crutch stood on the floor, his hands folded on the head of the stick.
The light shone from behind him, dyeing his gray beard silvery white.
He said in a deep voice, "Captain Kyōraku."
Kyōraku Shunsui walked out of the queue, the brim of his hat was pushed down so low that his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Captain Ukitake."
Ukitake Jūshirō also walked out of the queue and coughed slightly.
Captain-General Yamamoto looked at the two of them.
"Follow me to Central 46 Chambers and wait for the final verdict."
"Notify Sasakibe of the results as soon as possible."
Chōjirō Sasakibe stood by the door, bowing slightly.
Kyōraku Shunsui didn't say anything, he just pulled up his hat and lowered the brim of his hat.
Captain-General Yamamoto's eyes narrowed.
Central 46 directly ruled against Urahara Kisuke without notifying Thirteen Court Guard Squads.
This is not a good sign.
At that time, he single-handedly promoted the establishment of Central 46, with the purpose of breaking the situation where Nobles was the only one company and making the power distribution of Soul Society clearer.
He elected representatives of Rukongai and Shinigami who were from civilian backgrounds to check and balance those Great Nobles who have been passed down for thousands of years.
But now Central 46 bypassed him and directly dealt with the captain of Thirteen Court Guard Squads.
What does this mean?
Meaning Central 46 is turning into another Nobles.
Those whom he put in with his own hands are being assimilated.
If this is the case, then everything done in the past few decades is meaningless.
Of course, he doesn't want Thirteen Court Guard Squads's power to expand too much.
If Gotei 13 is allowed to completely control Seireitei, something might happen.
No matter how clear the responsibilities of Gotei 13 are, essentially all team members are thugs of violent organizations.
Their combat effectiveness will not be weak, and they receive combat training every day.
Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni is very clear about the fact that his family is a violent group.
Therefore, we cannot seize all rights. The key lies in balance.
He turned around, facing away from everyone, and his voice became much softer.
"About the handling of captain Twelfth Division Urahara and each Visored captain."
"I will go and have a chat with Central 46 later."
After saying that, he walked into the next room.
The door closed behind him.
Kyōraku Shunsui, Ukitake Jūshirō, Yoruichi, Kuchiki Byakuya, Unohana Retsu, Shiba Isshin are left in the conference room.
And Chōjirō Sasakibe standing by the door.
Ukitake Jūshirō turned to look at Kyōraku Shunsui.
He smiled and said with a relaxed expression, "It seems that the teacher still values my junior brother very much."
Turning to look at Yoruichi: "Don't worry, they all know the relationship between junior brother and Shihoin Clan and Kuchiki family, and they won't mess around."
Yoruichi didn't reply and stood there with his hands folded in front of his chest.
His golden eyes stared at the door, his brows furrowed tightly.
It was precisely because of this that she felt strange.
Those guys Central 46 clearly know that Nobles, Shihoin Clan, Kuchiki family, and Captain-General Yamamoto himself are involved behind Yan Si.
How dare they ask someone to take them there?
Urahara Kisuke is just a civilian captain.
Even if he is Twelfth Division Captain, even if his position as director Research and Development Bureau is very important, he still has no Nobles background.
Central 46 dared to judge him and sentenced him Muken to three thousand years. This was expected.
But Yan Si is different.
Trial Yan Si?
Who gave them the courage.
Kuchiki Byakuya stood beside him, his posture still straight.
His eyes were full of confusion.
Even if he is not familiar with Nobles's internal affairs, he understands one thing.
If you want to judge the teacher, I'm afraid only Squad Zero and Captain-General Yamamoto are qualified.
Among Central 46, most are middle-to-upper-level Nobles, and almost all are affiliated families of Great Nobles.
They do things like this----
It's really strange.
Kyōraku Shunsui reached out and pressed the hat.
The brim of the hat was pushed very low, covering most of his face.
He spoke slowly and softly, "Jūshirō Ukitake."
"Huh?"
"I'm afraid the old man didn't ask us to hear the results."
Ukitake Jūshirō was stunned for a moment.
"What do you mean?"
Kyōraku Shunsui did not answer immediately, sighed, and then said, "Old man----"
"He asked us to go over and prevent our junior brother from killing anyone."
Ukitake Jūshirō's expression changed instantly.
"Ah?" His voice was high-pitched, and then he immediately reacted, "Let's go!"
He reached out and grabbed Kyōraku Shunsui's sleeve and pulled it out hard.
"Hurry up!"
Jūshirō Ukitake's voice was very urgent. "Maybe my junior brother will really do it!"
Kyōraku Shunsui was dragged away by him, his steps staggered a bit, but he didn't break free.
They both know very well that Yan Si hates Nobles.
Even if Yan Si has a good relationship with Yoruichi, even if he is Kuchiki Byakuya's teacher.
It doesn't mean that he doesn't hate Nobles. What he hates is Nobles's identity and class, which has nothing to do with the individual.
The people sitting in Central 46 are all people of this class.
If those guys really talk nonsense in front of Yan Si.
Say something like Fifth Seat, born from a commoner, the mastermind behind the scenes.
Yan Si might really be able to kill people if he has that little temper.
Ukitake Jūshirō pulled Kyōraku Shunsui out of the conference room.
The two figures left an afterimage in the corridor.
Flash Step is fully opened and disappears in the direction of the door in the blink of an eye.
Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō were running wildly on the roof.
Jūshirō Ukitake's face looks very ugly.
His breathing was a little quick, not sure whether it was because he was traveling too fast or because he was worried.
"Shunsui." he shouted into the wind.
"Hmm."
"Do you think my junior brother is really capable of taking action?"
Kyōraku Shunsui did not answer immediately.
He jumped over the eaves, stepped on the tiles to gain strength, and his body became airborne again.
"I don't know, but I don't want to gamble."
Jūshirō Ukitake didn't ask any more, just accelerated and rushed in the direction of Central 46.
Unohana Retsu looked at the door and sighed softly.
Shiba Isshin touched his chin, not knowing what he was thinking.
Chōjirō Sasakibe stood by the door, holding the communication device in his hand, waiting for the first message from Central 46.
Yoruichi looked at their disappearing figures, then turned to look at Kuchiki Byakuya.
"You feel weird too?"
Kuchiki Byakuya nodded.
"Central 46 doesn't know about the relationship between the teacher and Nobles."
"But they sent someone anyway."
Yoruichi turned his back to Kuchiki Byakuya and said, "You go back first, I have a bad feeling."
Kuchiki Byakuya's brows moved slightly.
"Huh? What is Captain Yoruichi referring to?" Kuchiki Byakuya asked, does the teacher Shinuchi count as killing someone?
Yoruichi saw that subtle change.
This kid is struggling with whether to stand for Nobles or the teacher.
The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, but fortunately, she hesitated, which showed that Yan Si was not a white person.
The way it is now is much better than that old man Ginrei Kuchiki.
Yoruichi took steps towards the door.
The hem of Captain's Haori draws a white arc behind it.
As she walked, she said, "Those things were not done by Future, nor were they done by Urahara."
"But now Central 46 believes that they did it."
She turned her head sideways, her golden eyes reflecting the light of the corridor wall lamp.
"It only proves that someone is setting up the blame."
Kuchiki Byakuya stood there, listening to Yoruichi's words, with his hand on the hilt of his Zanpakutō.
Yoruichi continued, "You go home first to prevent anyone from attacking Nobles."
Start with Nobles?
Kuchiki Byakuya's pupils shrank.
His thoughts were instantly drawn back to that night.
That purple Reiatsu rising into the sky, that battle with Kuchiki Kyōka, and that pure white mask covering my uncle's face.
If Kuchiki Kyōka wakes up, then the captains become Visored, and then Central 46 suddenly decides that Urahara and the old man are all done by the same person.
So, this is indeed a conspiracy against Nobles.
The possibility is high.
Kuchiki Byakuya stood there, the wind in the corridor pouring in from the window, blowing the broken hair on his forehead.
He suddenly understood why the teacher did not name the person behind the scenes at the meeting.
The teacher's ability is absolutely perfect against all kinds of conspiracies and conspiracies.
No matter how many things you do, he can see the past and present, even objects.
In the conference room just now, the teacher did not name the person behind the scenes. It was obvious that he knew that the other party was targeting Nobles, and he was happy to see the results.
Because the teacher hates Nobles.
Kuchiki Byakuya knows this from the first day he became a disciple.
Siwei Yan has never concealed his disgust for the Nobles class.
But he still accepted himself as the heir of Kuchiki family.
Because he can clearly distinguish that what he hates is that identity and class, not the individual.
Kuchiki Byakuya I think of these years.
He has made many reforms within Kuchiki family.
Marrying Hisana is out of sincerity, and it is also a slap in the face to those old guys who abide by the rules of blood.
Reduce the offerings of subordinate Nobles, eliminate unnecessary red tape, and open Kuchiki family's collection of books to Shinigami who are from civilian backgrounds.
In the teacher's words. "It's not so annoying anymore."
But that's all, Kuchiki Byakuya knows it very well.
The essence of Nobles cannot be changed.
That is what flows in the blood, the imprint engraved in the structure of Reishi.
All he could do was make it less glaring and less disgusting.
The teacher said that this is one of the alternatives.
As for what the alternative means, Byakuya still hasn't figured it out yet.
But now is not the time to think about that.
He is the head of Kuchiki family and the head of Nobles.
Someone is targeting Nobles, blaming his teacher, and taking advantage of his uncle.
No matter from which angle, he would never allow it.
Kuchiki Byakuya raised his head.
Yoruichi's figure has reached the end of the corridor.
"Yoruichi Captain."
Yoruichi stopped and turned his face.
"I understand." Kuchiki Byakuya finished speaking, turned around and walked in the other direction.
The road to Central 46 Chambers is long.
There are towering stone walls on both sides, with ancient seal patterns carved on the walls.
Every ten meters, two guards stood.
He was wearing a pale white uniform, with a long knife hanging on his waist, and he stood upright.
Their eyes fell on the man in the front and moved with his footsteps.
Yan Si walked at the front of the team.
Put your hands in your trouser pockets and walk neither fast nor slow.
No one spoke, only the thud of boots on the stone slabs.
The guards' breathing was low, their fingers clasped on the hilts of their knives.
The way this man walks is so arrogant.
There is no bowing, no flinching, no gesture that Sinner should have.
He just walked, like taking a walk.
The more this happens, the more nervous the guards become.
Who knows when he will suddenly take action.
Yan Si didn't look at them, his eyes fell on the huge door in front.
Central 46's front door is inlaid with a silver coat of arms.
Forty-six lines radiate outward from the center, each representing a sage.
The door was half open, and dim light shone through.
A man came out of the door.
He lowered his head and walked heavily. Captain's Haori's hem was dragged on the ground and stained with dust. It was Urahara Kisuke who was being judged.
Yan Si looked at him and asked calmly, "Why do you look like you are dying?"
Urahara didn't answer immediately. He opened his mouth, his throat moved, and then he spoke softly, "Brother Yan Si, I didn't ask you to come out."
Indeed, he suspected that Yan Si was the person behind the scenes, but when he was tried by Central 46, he understood it instantly.
It was definitely not Yan Si who did it, but someone specifically framed him, with the purpose of implicating Yan Si, who had a deep relationship with him.
It is even possible to use Yan Si to implicate Kuchiki or Shihoin Clan, or Thirteen Court Guard Squads.
In other words, this is a bureau targeting the power distribution of Seireitei!
Yan Si doesn't know what Urahara is thinking. If he knew, he would probably just look at me like an idiot and say: You are overthinking.
Yan Si nodded in agreement with Urahara's words and asked, "Where is that thing?"
Urahara's lips moved and he was about to speak.
"Prisoner!" A thunderous roar came from the side.
Two escorts strode forward and held down Urahara's arms, one on the left and the other on the right.
The force was so heavy that Urahara's body shook.
"Don't talk!"
The guard's face was mostly covered by a white strip of cloth, with only his eyes exposed.
There was no expression in those eyes, only the indifference of following orders.
Urahara turned his head sideways and moved his lips slightly.
Make export shape: Kurotsuchi Mayuri.
Then he was led outside.
Yan Si looked away and glanced at the two senior brothers behind him.
Turn around and continue walking towards the half-open black door.
When he was still three meters away from the gate, he suddenly stopped.
He stood still.
The guards' nerves became tense instantly.
The knife was half an inch out of its sheath, and the sound of metal rubbing together became one.
"Yan Si!" the leading guard shouted sternly, "What do you want to do!"
His voice was trembling.
Not just him, everyone was trembling because this man really dared to do something.
With his identity and his relationship with the Shihoin Clan and Kuchiki family, even if he kills people here, nothing will happen in the end.
But something will happen to them.
The tip of the knife was pointed at Yan Si, but no one dared to step forward.
Kyōraku Shunsui came up from behind. He waved to the guards around him and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous."
The guards did not sheath their swords, but they made no further moves.
Kyōraku Shunsui walked up to Yan Si, turned his head and said, "Junior brother."
"If you don't want to go in, just wait and I'll go talk to the old man."
Ukitake Jūshirō also came up with a serious face. "Yes, if you don't want to, then don't go in."
Yan Si didn't look at them, still staring at the half-open door.
Then he said very calmly, "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have come a while ago."
"Don't go in now."
"I just don't want to take the blame."
Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō looked at each other.
Taking the blame?
What does it mean?
"Can't you all smell it?"
Yan Si turned his head and looked at them.
"The pungent smell of blood."
Kyōraku Shunsui was stunned, he took a deep breath, and then frowned.
Ukitake Jūshirō also sniffed and his face changed.
No, he couldn't smell anything.