Demon Slayer: Muzan saw that I was torn Apart - Chapter 87
Chapter 87 Disappearing Pot
After leaving that porcelain shop, Chiba Yang asked someone to ask the location of the local police station.
I went to check it out and found that there were a lot of police officers, and he didn’t know where they put those pots.
The current situation is a bit troublesome. If you want to get those pots, you must sneak into the police station, and because he does not know where the pot is put, it takes a lot of time to find it.
It is impossible to finish it during the day, after all, the police inside are not blind.
But Chiba Yang didn’t want to wait until the evening, and then someone would be killed.
Sitting on a long chair by the road, looking at the police station that was not far away, Chiba Evergrande racked his brain and did not want to make a whole way.
It seems that it can only be forced to break …
Chiba Yang thought helplessly, this is the best way he can think of.
He is really not good at in this regard. It is best for him to come to him, and then just start fighting. He even wants to let the remaining ghosts come to find him to make a decisive battle.
Standing up, Chiba Yang intends to buy something to prepare. Although it has decided to make a strong break, you can’t prepare directly to go directly. At least you have to cover your face to prevent it from being seen directly.Essence
Moreover, Chiba Yang also planned to dive in first, and it was not too late to be found.
However, at this time, Chiba Yang suddenly found that there seemed to be a big move in the police station. A large group of police officers ran out, and then scattered to search for what was searching around.
“With so many pots of murderers, they must not run far! Hurry up!” A policeman shouted loudly.
I didn’t wait for Chibayang to think about what happened, and one of the police officers found him.
“Have you seen any suspicious people who had just passed by? He should bring many porcelain pots, so he may carry a big bag or something.” The policeman ran to Chibayang and asked him.
Isn’t this what I want to do …
Chiba Yang was in confusion, and it seemed that someone had made it first.
“No.” Chiba Yang shook his head. He did not see such a person during this time here. If he could be later, he might become what the policeman said in the mouth of the police.
“What happened? If you can, I want to help.” Chiba Yang asked the policeman.
“There is a batch of pots that suddenly disappear, probably like this. If you can find that the pot that looks like, hopes to provide the clues to us.”
The policeman told Chiba Yang, and then took out a sketch and handed it to him with a pot with flowers and plants.
They just caught the owner and found that the pots that had been taken away before disappeared, and there was only one left.
They immediately thought that the offender wanted to destroy evidence, but the criminals they caught were still in prison now. It was impossible to go out to destroy these pots without leaving a trace of trace.
Although they did not figure out what was going on, they could be sure that these pots must be important clues, so they immediately sent people to find these pots.
Chiba Yang took the painting and found that the pot in the painting was indeed as good as the man said before, but the shape was nothing, but the shape was really dare not compliment.
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“Okay, if you find it, I will tell you.” Chiba Yang nodded and replied.
The policeman nodded and turned away.
It seems that there is no need to sneak in or forced it now …
Chiba Yang looked at the painting in his hand.
at the same time……
In the underground warehouse of a porcelain shop in another direction in the town, one of the most inconspicuous corners of the warehouse in the warehouse in the painting, a scaled hand suddenly stretched out of the pot, and then took out a only one.The iconic pot is placed in the warehouse.
Then a half -sized body drilled out of the pot.
“A group of bad bugs without art cells! No one can admire my perfect art!”
The jade pot was trembling with anger, and the two mouths in the eyes shouted angrily.
These pots are all made by widgets. After these pots were taken away by the police, it brought other pots through the space inside the pot and left only one over there.
A month ago, in order to complete the madage to the misery, he came here to find a teenager with a flame mark on his forehead.
After arriving here, it found that there was a lot of porcelain shops in this town, and it was extremely confident in its own art. It wanted to see how many people would worship under its talent.
So it made many pots and mixed them into the warehouse of these porcelain shops at night. It also hid in the pot and chose a porcelain shop with a very popular business.With your own pots, the business of this shop can definitely explode.
And it himself ate all of them after these people praised its art.
As a result, it didn’t expect that the owner would immediately throw it away after discovering it.
It was angry and drilled directly from the pot. The owner of this shop was immediately fainted.
However, the jade pot did not choose to eat it, but threatened him to sell these pots made at the highest price at night.Smash the ground of the warehouse showing his strength.
Naturally, the owner of the fear did not dare to agree. He went out to sell these pots every night. However, almost a month later, he still did not sell a pot. No one was willing to buy these pots.
Although a pot was not sold, the owner continued to brag about how perfect the pot made by the jade pot with his own savvy, and pushed all the mistakes to those who did not want to buy the pot.You can live for the time being.
After learning about these, the jade pot was naturally out of bombing. That night, the guy who did not want to buy its pot provided by the shop owner passed the pot owner that night, and killed all the living things of their family into a pot.
After calming his own mood, the jade pot was a little calm.
“Since no one can appreciate my art over there, then look at the artistic standard of the people here. If it is still like the bug over there, there is no need to survive these non -artistic cells.
Turn all of them into my materials, 咻 … ”
After a few laughter, the jade pot shrunk back into its pot again.
At this point, it had forgotten the task that it gave it without misery, but soon someone would help it think of it.