"Brother Biao?"
Kurosaki Ichigo brightened at the sight of him. "We were just about to come looking for you!"
"Since you've come here, I suppose you already understand the situation." Urahara Kisuke stopped wasting words and took out the equipment he had previously packed away in the suitcase.
This time, however, he dismantled the device and removed a tiny display screen. Facing everyone's strange looks, Urahara Kisuke smiled. "We know absolutely nothing about the enemy. Even if we found their hidden exit, we couldn't just speak carelessly without being completely certain, could we?"
Everyone's mouths twitched.
So this guy had spent all that time seriously pressing buttons and having two kids carry instruments around to scan the area—all of it had been an act.
Wu Biao looked at everyone's reactions with some confusion.
Urahara Kisuke acted as though he had not seen Wu Biao's little look at all. Instead, he raised his gaze to the sky and opened his folding fan, covering half his face. "Well then... we can clear these things out first."
"Microscopic dust monitors dispersed through the air?" Urahara Kisuke snorted. He could say with certainty that the other side had only mastered the Human World's level of technology and knew absolutely nothing about the Seireitei's technological standards.
Otherwise, they would never have chosen such a monitoring method. After all, Aizen Sosuke had once used this sort of dust-based surveillance throughout Las Noches, while Mayuri Kurotsuchi had already begun developing bacteria for infecting and monitoring human bodies.
If Urahara Kisuke could not even detect something this childish, he would have no face left to keep calling himself the first director of the Department of Research and Development.
He made no grand display. He merely took several capsule-like objects from his pocket, crushed them, and scattered their contents