The Attacker Plays Dead

# Chapter 395: Attacker × Playing Dead

Just as Nara Dan was about to open the Gate of Crossing and send these people into the Soul Society—

"Hm?!"

Nara Dan suddenly looked toward a certain direction outside the mall.

Then, Nara Dan spoke to the Gigai abandoned by the nobles nearby.

"Kisuke Urahara, I know you're listening right now."

"Keep an eye on these few."

"I'll be back shortly."

On the other end, Kisuke Urahara's expression soured slightly.

"Even if it's true that I installed surveillance..."

"There's no need to say it in front of the clients, is there?"

At this rate, once those nobles found out their Gigai had been tampered with, they would inevitably come looking for trouble.

"But this kind of Spiritual Pressure fluctuation..."

Urahara furrowed his brow.

"It's not like a Shinigami, nor like a Quincy."

"Interesting."

As for Nara Dan, he naturally couldn't be bothered with what Urahara thought. He stepped straight out of the mall with Shunpo.

At this moment, a man was standing in midair outside the mall.

The man had short hair combed back to his neck, slightly hooked thick eyebrows, brown eyes, a tall and sturdy build, wore a black coat with a fur collar, and a silver cross necklace.

Nara Dan looked at the vaguely familiar face he couldn't quite place, frowning slightly.

"A human body?"

The man's body had flesh and blood, not a Spirit Body, but the way he controlled Reishi didn't seem to be a Quincy's style either.

"Who sent you?"

Without a doubt, the man's intentions were hostile. Nara Dan asked directly.

The man didn't answer Nara Dan's question, but instead countered.

"A newly appointed captain, huh."

"Quite a young Spiritual Power, too."

The man narrowed his eyes, as if sensing the Spiritual Pressure surging from