In the dim sky, dark clouds swept across the sky. A Bleach wearing Shihakushō fell to the ground with a frightened expression on his face, motionless. He had obviously lost his life. There was no trace of wind around him, and he looked as solemn as Hell.
The blood slowly condensed on the tip of the knife, and then dripped. The cold blade reflected the unstoppable killing intent.
"It's really good! Even better than the rumors!"
Sōsuke Aizen walked out of the dark corner step by step; "Please let me ask you your name again!"
"Silver!"
Under the dim moonlight, the silver-haired boy holding a knife turned around gently, squinting his eyes with a chilling smile; "Gin Ichimaru!"
"What do you think, our team's Third Seat!" Sōsuke Aizen asked softly, his expression indiscernible in the darkness.
"That's not possible at all! It's too outrageous." Gin Ichimaru smiled in a very light tone.
"Really! That's great, isn't it!"
"Yeah!"
Gin Ichimaru nodded, still smiling, Master, Yin, will succeed, I will not let you down, I will not.
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In the long Soul Society, time seems unable to add the slightest trace. So, in the peaceful life, in a flash, another nine years have passed.
Soul Society, Seireitei, Second Division Barracks.
Just like any other day, Yoruichi Shihōin was lying facelessly on the armchair, looking around with bored eyes. He had purple ear-length short hair, wore Punishment Force's backless dress, and his golden eyes were smart and cunning.
Time doesn't seem to have brought many changes to her. If I have to say something, I can only say that she has become more mature!
Behind the desk next to Yoruichi Shihōin, Shadow is still sitting cross-legged, carefully grading a tall pile of documents, with black broken hair, and fine black hair floating in the wind in front of the forehead protector. There is still no trace of emotion in his eyes as before.
"Lady Yoruichi!"
Outside the open team building, the petite Soi Fon walked in with a tray and said respectfully, "The milk is already hot!"
"Ah! Just put it there, Soi Fon!"
Yoruichi Shihōin waved his hand, but his whole body was still as lazy as if he had no bones.
"Yes!"
Soi Fon responded, put the tray on the table, looked at Yoruichi Shihōin lying down, turned to Shadow, and said, "Let me help too!"
Shadow didn't say anything, without raising his head, he reached out and took half of the tall document in front of him, and pushed it in front of Soi Fon.
"Yes!"
Soi Fon happily agreed. For her, even if she could only help a little, she was already satisfied.
Once again, Yoruichi Shihōin stamped the document with the captain's seal. Shadow closed it and put it aside. Then, he picked up another document and opened it. Shadow frowned slightly, "Hey! This is an urgent first-level document. How could it be mixed together!"
However, Shadow obviously didn't have time to think about that much. As the contents of the file were read, Shadow's brows became more and more compact.
"Hey! Shadow!"
Yoruichi Shihōin turned his head and happened to see the solemn look of Shadow, and said curiously, "What's wrong? Something happened!"
"Lady Yoruichi!" Shadow handed over the document.
"What!"
Yoruichi Shihōin took the document casually, unfolded it and looked at it. Suddenly, the casual expression was replaced by seriousness and dignity.
"Lady Yoruichi, what's wrong!" Soi Fon asked in confusion.
However, obviously, Yoruichi Shihōin had no intention of answering. He jumped up from the chair, put on Captain's Haori, and walked out quickly.
"Shadow, hurry up, let's go to Rukongai!"
"Yes, Lady Yoruichi!" Shadow nodded, walked out from behind the table, and turned around and said, "Soi Fon, these documents are all handed over to you!"
"I know, but what happened!" Soi Fon asked nervously.
"Trouble!"
"Hey!" Soi Fon was stunned.
"Shadow, hurry up!"
"Yes, Lady Yoruichi!"
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Soul Society, Seireitei, First Division Barracks.
"What! Rukongai's soul disappeared!"
Sitting behind the table, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's originally closed eyes opened slightly in surprise as Yoruichi Shihōin spoke, and said in a solemn tone, "Captain Shihōin, is it reliable to disappear!"
"You can't be wrong!" Yoruichi Shihōin said solemnly while standing in front of the table; "The report said that only the clothes were left and there were no traces. Before coming, Shadow and I went to Rukongai to have a look. The situation was indeed that many residents seemed to have evaporated and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the clothes in place for about a month!"
"Really!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto picked up the cloth on the table and said, "These are the ones!"
"That's right!" Yoruichi Shihōin nodded.
After a moment of silence, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto looked at his adjutant, Chōjirō Sasakibe, and said with serious eyes, "Go to Fourth Division and find Captain Unohana!"
"Yes!"
Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Chōjirō Sasakibe immediately responded without any nonsense, and Shunpo disappeared in place.
"What does Captain Shihōin think about this?" After Chōjirō Sasakibe left, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto put down the clothes in his hands and asked.
Shaking his head, Yoruichi Shihōin didn't answer. He lowered his head slightly, folded his hands in front of his chest, and didn't know what he was thinking.
"So, Shadow, what about you!"
Seeing that Yoruichi Shihōin was silent, Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto looked at Shadow who was standing behind without saying a word.
"It has nothing to do with me!"
The cold, direct, and quick answer made the corners of Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto's mouth twitch slightly, and the hands on the crutches under the table could not help but tighten.
Soon, the door was pushed open again, and Chōjirō Sasakibe and Retsu Unohana walked in, followed by Kensei Muguruma and Shinji Hirako.
"Hey! Old man, I heard that something strange happened to Rukongai. Let's take a look. Is there no problem?" Shinji Hirako grinned.
"Well!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto didn't have time to pay attention to Shinji Hirako, looked at Retsu Unohana, and said, "Captain Unohana has heard about it too, right?"
"Yes! Captain-Commander Yamamoto!" Retsu Unohana still smiled gently; "I heard Vice-Captain Sasakibe say it on the way!"
"That's good!" Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto nodded and said; "These are the remaining clothes of those disappeared souls!"
"Yeah!"
Retsu Unohana responded, walked forward, picked up the clothes, and inspected them carefully.
"Disappear!" Kensei Muguruma also picked up a piece of clothing, rubbed his chin, and said thoughtfully, "Could it be that he took off his clothes and went somewhere else?"
"You are stupid!" Shinji Hirako narrowed his eyes and said, "Who would do this!"
"But..." Kensei Muguruma Qingjin defended; "It's also possible!"
"No, this is absolutely impossible!" Yoruichi Shihōin raised his head and suddenly said, "When Shadow and I found the clothes, they were like this. The thin straps of the clothes were still tied, with no trace of loosening. Who could escape without a trace without untying the clothes first?"
"Yoruichi, what do you mean..."
"In other words, it disappeared without any basis!"
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