Restricted Death

Chapter 203 Traps and Interrogations

In the dead of night, a portal to another dimension quietly opened above the city.

Several Shinigami dressed in black Shinigami uniforms filed out and stood in mid-air. The leader was Gin Ichimaru, the vice-captain of the Fifth Division. This action was due to the fact that the members of the Thirteenth Division stationed here were injured and in urgent need of help when fighting a powerful Hollow that suddenly appeared.

The group stood high in the air, and one of the team members spoke first: "I didn't sense any spiritual pressure from the Hollow."

Another team member added, "Not only that, there doesn't seem to be even a slightly stronger spiritual pressure fluctuation here."

Gin Ichimaru first used his spiritual pressure to probe the surroundings. The situation was indeed as they said. There were only a few detectable spiritual pressure fluctuations throughout the entire city, but they were just ordinary people with slightly stronger spiritual power.

He took out the communication device, turned on the screen, and found that it was displaying a constantly flashing dot of light.

The location is not far from here.

"This way."

Perhaps it's a facade that can conceal its true nature.

Gin Ichimaru took the lead, guiding everyone to fly rapidly in one direction.

This was just an ordinary field mission. In the Fifth Division, even the captain, Aizen Sousuke, often led his team on field missions, let alone the vice-captain.

The so-called powerful Hollows are only relative to ordinary members. The strength of newly born Hollows in the real world is limited, and they are far from reaching the level of Great Hollows. Soul Society will not give them the opportunity to evolve into Great Hollows. The Great Hollows in Hueco Mundo are basically under Aizen's control.

After a short aerial raid, the group landed silently in the target area. However, there were no signs of battle or any traces of fighting as expected. The ground was flat, the streetlights were dim, and only the silence of the city at night permeated the air.

Gin Ichimaru frowned almost imperceptibly as he reconfirmed the coordinates of the communication device. The light on the screen clearly flickered there, and his team members behind him tacitly dispersed, cautiously searching the nearby shadows and alleyways.

Gin Ichimaru focused intently, carefully searching for any spiritual pressure fluctuations in his surroundings. As if sensing something, he walked around a corner and was surprised to find a special device on the ground that was constantly emitting ethereal spiritual pressure!

This startled him. Several muffled thuds came from behind him. Gin Ichimaru turned around abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply. The members of the Fifth Division who had followed him had all fallen unconscious without a sound!

A massive, cold, viscous spiritual pressure, carrying intense malice, surged in from all directions like an invisible tide, instantly engulfing the entire block. At the same time, an invisible light barrier suddenly rose up, completely isolating the area.

Gin Ichimaru instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword at his waist, but suddenly his feet slipped into the void!
A strong sense of weightlessness swept over me, and as the world spun around, the concrete floor beneath my feet was eerily "upside down" above my head. The entire space was like an inverted glass dome, with everything completely upside down!
trap……

Gin Ichimaru steadied himself, his narrow eyes opening slightly. A hint of seriousness replaced his usual smile as he mobilized all his spiritual power. However, as the vice-captain, he had a limited spiritual seal on his body when he came to Soul Society, and could only use 20% of his spiritual pressure.

What sank him even further was that this ability to manipulate space and confuse the senses... was all too familiar!

This is no joke!

Snap… Snap…

A figure slowly emerged from the upside-down street corner not far away. The person was dressed in very avant-garde clothing, a shirt and trousers, and his head was covered by a pale, ferocious and terrifying mask. A uniquely shaped Zanpakuto was slowly spinning in his hand, with a hollow circle attached to the end of the hilt.

Even though the other person in his field of vision was standing upside down, Gin Ichimaru broke out in a cold sweat the moment he saw them.

As if to confirm his conjecture, more figures silently appeared in the distorted space around him, like ghosts, some of them dragging unconscious members of the Fifth Division.

Familiar yet unfamiliar faces, carrying a chilling aura, completely enveloped him.

This trap seemed to be specifically set up for his son. He didn't have this thought when he first sensed this powerful spiritual pressure, but now he was almost certain of these people's target!
They came for me!

The man wearing the demon mask slowly spoke: "What's wrong? Are you so excited to see your former captain that you can't even say a word?"

Kensei Rokusha rubbed his hands together, his knuckles cracking, and his eyes were menacing: "Enough with the nonsense, let's beat him up first before we talk."

Hiyori Sarugaki said resentfully, "I can't take it anymore either!"

A protective barrier had been erected around him. With four captains, three vice-captains, and a vice-ghost priest, he had no chance of winning even if he fought to the death, not to mention the limited spiritual seal he carried.

Indeed, they were all old acquaintances. Wasn't that person wearing the illusory mask his former captain, Hirako Shinji?!

He served under this man when he was still the third seat.

Gin Ichimaru clearly felt the malice and oppression surging from all directions. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his turbulent emotions, and his signature, seemingly unchanging fox smile returned to his face.

"I am indeed quite excited. I didn't expect to meet so many familiar faces here. Is this gathering here specifically to entertain me? I am truly flattered."

Hirako Shinji arrived in front of Ichimaru Gin with a single Shunpo. The overwhelming spiritual pressure emanating from him made Gin even more apprehensive and further convinced him that unless Aizen came to his rescue, he had no chance of escaping.

Gin Ichimaru's smile remained unchanged, as if he hadn't sensed the chilling killing intent. He greeted her with a smile, "It's been a long time, Captain Hirako. While you were away from Seireitei, I... often missed you."

Shinji Hirako stared coldly at him, his icy gaze seemingly tearing Gin Ichimaru to pieces without his noticing.

The feud between them is far more complex than can be explained in a few words.

Gin Ichimaru was aware of this as well. He was terrified by the ambush these people had laid against him and was also horrified at what might happen next.

Will I die here...?

However, after staring at him for a long time, Hirako Shinji suddenly called out, "Hiyosato."

"what?"

"Bring the things here."

Sarugaki Hiyo looked displeased, seemingly unhappy that he had let Ichimaru Gin go so easily, but in the end he still obediently came over with two sets of chains.

Gin Ichimaru glanced at the object and guessed that it was something similar to the Soul Society's torture device, the Cursed Spirit Lock, including the instrument that could emit Hollow spiritual pressure. Such a thing should not exist in the present world, and it was undoubtedly made by Kisuke Urahara.

Shinji Hirako looked indifferently at Gin Ichimaru: "Are you going to put it on yourself, or should I put it on you?"

Gin Ichimaru sighed softly and helplessly raised his hands: "Shouldn't we catch up properly when old friends meet? Why is Captain Hirako so hostile? I used to be your subordinate."

With a click, the cold chains bound his wrists and ankles. Instantly, an indescribable sense of heaviness and weakness swept over his entire body! The spiritual pressure within him vanished like a flame extinguished, suddenly becoming lifeless, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him, making even his breathing difficult and heavy.

This feeling is probably even greater than the restrictions imposed by the Cursed Spirit Lock, and it has completely sealed his fate as a lamb to the slaughter.

Shinji Hirako then removed his mask and sheathed his Zanpakuto, and everything in Gin Ichimaru's field of vision finally returned to normal.

"What to do with these people?"

Lisa Yadomaru gestured to the unconscious team members.

Hirako Shinji glanced at them, then paused. These were all members of the Fifth Division, and he recognized one of them.

"...Let's take them back together first." His voice was devoid of emotion.

Everything from the past is gone forever. No matter what he does, whether he succeeds or not... he can never go back to Soul Society.

Gin Ichimaru was shoved and pushed into a sealed space, which was also protected by a barrier; it was likely a replica space. Here, he saw the other two people he expected, yet their presence still made his heart sink.

Former 12th Division Captain Kisuke Urahara, and former Great Demon Master Tessai Kishiriya.

Except for Yoruichi Shihouin, the former captain of the Second Division, almost all the people involved in the incident more than forty years ago have gathered together.

I'd like Captain Aizen to see this scene with his own eyes...

Gin-shin Ichimaru had a hint of bitterness in his voice, though it wasn't visible on his face.

"Oh dear, it's done already?"

A man wearing wooden clogs and carrying a paper fan walked up to him with a smile, looking him up and down. "It's faster than I expected."

First, he reached out and rummaged around on him, his movements seemingly casual but extremely efficient, and pulled out his communication device.

"Oh my, the styles have been updated again."

Kisuke Urahara clicked his tongue in amazement, "It's become very advanced, hasn't it? The Technology Development Bureau is also very impressive under that guy's leadership."

He fiddled with it for a while, as if he had discovered a rare toy.

"Tessai, could you please go out and let Soul Society know that everything is alright?"

Kisuke Urahara handed Gin Ichimaru's communication device to Tessai Girihishi and said.

Wo Ling Tiezhai nodded, took the messenger and went out. His next task was not only to deliver messages, but also to be in charge of the sentry duty outside. As for what would happen inside, he didn't need to ask.

Surrounded by the crowd, Gin Ichimaru was unsettled. He didn't know how these people planned to deal with or torture him.

It is very possible that today will be his death day.

“This guy didn’t resist and surrendered obediently,” Hirako Shinji said.

"You're quite sensible," Kisuke Urahara grinned.

"Has that guy sent any more news?"

"Not yet."

Hirako Shinji frowned: "What's going on? We've already caught him, but that guy isn't showing up."

Does "that guy" refer to Yoruichi Shihouin?
Gin Ichimaru pondered this in his heart.

He was initially puzzled as to how these people knew the time and location of his field mission. Did they have spies in Soul Society?

Even though the Seireitei has already classified them as traitors, these people are not allowed to enter Soul Society.

Except one person.

Shihouin Yoruichi!

Although she was a participant in the events of that year, due to the influence of the Shihouin family, Yoruichi Shihouin was not explicitly convicted. Instead, it was announced that she had disappeared and her status as captain of the Second Division was removed.

"He might be on his way. After all, he was the one who initiated this operation, so how could he not be there?"

Kisuke Urahara gently tapped his palm with his paper fan, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Gin Ichimaru.

At this moment, Rojuro Fengqiao couldn't help but say, "I still have some doubts. Is that guy really trustworthy? I'm quite worried that the Grim Reaper's army will surround us later."

Kisuke Urahara said, "The barrier here can completely isolate us from the outside world, and he doesn't know where we're meeting."

he?
Gin Ichimaru's expression shifted slightly. Could it be that these people were referring to Yoruichi Shihouin?

"that……"

Gin Ichimaru broke the silence, trying to maintain a harmless, curious expression, "Excuse me, who exactly is this 'he' you keep mentioning?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his back; it was Kensei Rokusha who had kicked him from behind.

"You bastard, who gave you the right to speak?!"

Gin Ichimaru said helplessly, "Although I am a prisoner, you all probably want to know something from me, which is why you arrested me, right? I think we can have a calm and peaceful talk."

Hiyori Sarugaki sneered, "Then tell me everything you know about that bastard Aizen!"

Gin Ichimaru shrugged: "Unfortunately, in terms of understanding Captain Aizen, I'm about the same as you."

Shinji Hirako asked, "Who are Aizen's henchmen in Soul Society?"

"Me and Captain Tosen."

Hirako Shinji frowned: "Except for you."

"Nothing."

Kensei Rokusha roared, "You bastard?!"

Gin Ichimaru said quietly, "I'm serious. Captain Aizen is an extremely cautious person, and also an extremely arrogant one. In his view, he doesn't need too many useless subordinates, as they would only be a burden. He can easily use others to accomplish many things."

Urahara Kisuke looked puzzled upon hearing this and said, "I'm willing to believe that."

Upon hearing this, Gin Ichimaru laughed: "As expected of Captain Urahara, Captain Aizen treats you differently. It seems you can understand him."

“I don’t think that’s a compliment,” Kisuke Urahara said.

Shinji Hirako then said, "Then let's talk about Hueco Mundo."

"Hollow Planet?" Gin Ichimaru was slightly taken aback.

"Didn't you already control the entire Hueco Mundo?"

Gin Ichimaru's narrow eyes opened slightly for a moment, and a genuine look of surprise finally flashed across them: "You... you've already been there?"

That's impossible. If these people had been to Hueco Mundo, how could Aizen not know?
As for Gin Ichimaru's reaction, Kisuke Urahara and Shinko Hirako both narrowed their eyes and exchanged a knowing glance.

Is that really the case...?

(End of this chapter)