Kawamoto Renpachi reached out and touched the sticker on his back, and found that it had penetrated into his flesh, and what he touched was his somewhat astringent skin.
This supernatural item gave Kawamoto Renpachi unprecedented confidence.
"I really can't die. Otherwise, what will happen to my wife and children? I still have an old father and mother who need to be taken care of!"
"If I hadn't thought about how pitiful my relatives would be without my husband, father, and son, I would have followed that good friend a long time ago. I feel that I really can't help him!"
"Well, don't worry,"
At Kawamoto Renpachi's house, Saury crossed his legs and turned a page of comics, "With that sticker just now, even if the taxi really takes you away, it can be teleported back quickly."
Kawamoto Jinpachi let out a long sigh of relief.
It is indeed a special department set up by the country, and it is indeed extraordinary. Even the investigator, who only lowers his head and reads comics, seems so individual.
I heard from the assistant investigator, uh... Hanao Muraoka, that the reason why the taxi came to the door was because of the resentment of the ungrateful person, and it must be an extremely strong feeling of resentment.
So, his friend Imada Chaoichi had already guessed that he had done it before he died.
He couldn't help imagining the scene at the time of the car accident - the car was burning under the cliff.
The co-pilot of the car was his dead wife, who was covered in blood, and in the back seat was his son who was still in elementary school and had no breathing.
In the driver's seat, Imada Touichi was stuck by the car door, shouting Kawamoto Jinpachi's name with resentment on his face...
"Really don't blame me, Imada-kun,"
Kawamoto Jinpachi clasped his hands together and prayed secretly, "You are the one who urged me too quickly. I really have no choice.
From now on, every year on your memorial day, I will burn incense and bathe, worship in person, and offer the best sacrifice! Please let that taxi stop pestering me!"
Around ten o'clock in the evening, Kao Muraoka walked in from outside the door and handed Saury a can of coffee.
"It's already this time, so the red-shirted man will probably not come."
Saury took the coffee without raising his head.
There are already more than ten comic books stacked on the table beside him.
"She won't miss this excitement."
"Bang -" the coffee can was opened, and the saury started to drink.
Just after taking a few sips, there was a knock on the door.
Soon, the red shirt walked in, "You damn otaku, if my trip tonight is in vain, prepare to say Hi to the shredder for those collector's edition comics in your office~"
"Everyone is here,"
Saury stood up holding the comic, "Let's go, we're ready to go."
"Where to go?"
"Take this dear friend with you,"
Saury finally raised his head and glanced lazily at Kawamoto Renpachi, "Go to the street and wait for that car. Since that car can transport people no matter where the trigger is, it's better to take the initiative and go to the street.
Wait till he gets better."
"What!"
Kawamoto Renpachi was dumbfounded,
"I object! I won't go anywhere except my home!
Even if I hang myself right now, hit a wall, jump off a building, or be eaten directly by the monster you are talking about, I will never go out!"
Standing on the side of the road, Kawamoto Jinpachi shivered.
The weather in Lidu has never been so cold. Maybe he came out in a hurry and wore too little...
After he refused to go out, the three adults from the headquarters walked out directly.
Kawamoto Jinpachi was about to faint from fright and dropped one of his slippers, so Kankan chased after him.
"One is more aggressive than the other,"
Kawamoto Renpachi murmured in his heart, "You must have pretty good skills, right? Otherwise, what kind of leverage would you have?"
If this can't save him, then he is probably destined to suffer this disaster.
Wait... Kawamoto Renpachi suddenly thought of a point that might be beneficial to him, or a rule - according to the investigator's assistant's previous introduction, the weird rules of taxis are to judge the grievances of those who have been ungrateful.
, as long as there is enough resentment, the taxi rules will be triggered.
Can it be understood this way - as long as you are kind to the three investigators or assistants of the police headquarters in front of you, then you may be able to send the three people into a taxi through your inner resentment?
Of course, Kawamoto Renpachi is not that hateful, casually harming those who have no grudge against him.
But if these investigators refused to do their best to help him, and his life was in danger in the end, it wouldn't be too much for Kawamoto Renpachi to do this.
"Wife,"
Thinking of this, Kawamoto Renpachi quickly dialed the phone, "Quickly, make the most signature fried chicken in our store. Yes, we must use the best ingredients, the freshest, and the chicken must be the freshest...
Yes, they are the ones who grew up eating pure food, not those who took hormones and had sixteen wings and eight legs.
…
Why save at this time... just pour the gutter oil you saved into the toilet...
…
I'm not telling you to really fall... Do it quickly, wife, I want to reward these adults at the police headquarters... You don't want to never see me again after tonight, right?
…
Then hurry up!”
"Speaking of words,"
Squatting beside the curb, Hong Shi took a bite of fried chicken and handed a chicken leg to Saury, "The fried chicken made by Kawamoto Jinpachi's wife tastes really good. Why don't you take a bite?"
"After I vomited from eating a few years ago," Saury stared at the cartoon, "I despaired of all the fried chicken in the world."
"By the way, what are you going to do? Tell me everything."
Red Shirt looked at Kawamoto Renpachi who was sent to wait under the streetlight in the distance, "I heard Hanao Muraoka say that the guy from Justice got a new weird item called [Mark], and you seem to be planning to make a fuss about it?
I seem quite confident this time.”
"It's nothing,"
Saury said: "If you know the function of the mark, you can also think of it."
"Tell me about it?"
"The name Mark was given by Justice. This weird thing is actually a transparent sticker, but it can be copied infinitely.
The so-called mark means that a copy of the sticker is attached to a moving object, and the other matching copy is stuck at a fixed position as a mark.
After a certain period of time, the object pasted by the copy sticker will instantly return to the marked place... This mark can be used unlimited times."
"ah……"
Hong Shi quickly reacted, "In this case, you have no intention of sheltering the taxi at all."
To put it more clearly, Saury's method is actually to have Kawamoto Renpachi, who has been taken away, return to the marked place instantly to achieve some kind of cracking of the weird rules of taxis.
But there are three possibilities -
First, Kawamoto Renpachi was successfully rescued and was freed from the weird rules of taxis.
The second possibility is that Hong Shi probably remembers that the marked rule level is D-, and the level of taxi weirdness is still unclear.
The rule level of humanoid grotesques is naturally half a block higher than that of other grotesques, so it is very likely that the rules will mark the final inability to fight against taxis, and Kawamoto Jinpachi will be taken away forever.
The third possibility is that the marking rules prevailed and Kawamoto Jinpachi was brought back.
Then, the taxi that locked Kawamoto Renpachi is likely to return again and take Kawamoto Renpachi away again.
In this way, an infinite cycle of "taking away - returning - taking away again - returning again" is formed.
"Isn't this just a grotesque replica of the delivery boy..." Hong Shi couldn't help but say.
"That's right," said Saury: "I came up with this restriction method from the situation where the delivery boy was stuck in a rule bug. It may work."
For Kawamoto Renpachi, he definitely hopes to be the first result.
For saury, the most expected result is the third result.
Because in this way, a long-term restriction on the weirdness of taxis is achieved——
As long as Kawamoto Renpachi is alive, the taxi weirdness will keep going back and forth, repeating the cycle, and it will no longer be able to target others.
Of course, the third result is not necessarily unacceptable to Kawamoto Renpachi, at least he survived.
"So," Red Shirt asked, "what's the price?"
As we all know, there must be a price to pay for using weird rules.
"The mark will be permanently bound to the user's body,"
Qiu Saury said: "Furthermore, every time the return rule of [Mark] is triggered, the interval between the next returns will become shorter and shorter until the user is bound to the marked location forever."
After hearing this, Hong Shi was stunned.
"Oh my god, this is too tragic..."
The red shirt turned to look at Kawamoto Jinpachi under the street lamp in the distance. He had a humble smile on his face, nodded and bowed, and waved to her.
"I can't bear it anymore...according to your statement, even if Kawamoto Renpachi is not taken away by a taxi, he will be [marked] under that street light forever, right?"
The most ridiculous thing is - your assistant said that it is very possible that Kawamoto Jinpachi did not trigger the taxi rules. But he was still locked by the [mark]. Isn't this unfair?"
"Um……"
Saury lowered his head and read the comics again,
"No need to have any sympathy for this guy. You know I can occasionally see into some people's past, right?
The filth and disgust of this scum are far beyond your imagination."
Okay, red shirt is no longer entangled.
All that's left is to see what the outcome will be tonight.
This trip was really not in vain...
About midnight.
High beam lights flashed in the distance.
A taxi drove over this way.
Kawamoto Hitachi stood alone under the streetlight, casting a lonely and helpless shadow.
Saury and Hongshan were hiding in a convenience store not far away, watching intently.
The taxi drove towards Kawamoto Renpachi and stopped in front of him.
At this time, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly came.
"What is that?"
Hong Shi looked into the distance, and saw a tall black figure riding a motorcycle, parked in the middle of the crossroad. The moonlight cast a thick shadow on him, blending into the whole figure.
"It's a bit unclear." Saury's eyes must have been damaged by reading comics.
"boom--"
The black shadow rode a motorcycle at full speed, rushed towards the taxi, and approached quickly.
The bright moonlight shone unreservedly on his face.
Red Shirt could see clearly this time - a man, with a very strong outline and facial features, wearing a T-shirt.
Printed on the chest of the T-shirt is a grim reaper holding a bloody scythe and wearing a cloak.
The sickle is very long, and the Grim Reaper in the cloak is a skeleton.
"ah……"
Hong Shi covered his mouth and almost screamed.
The man instantly rushed to the position between the taxi and Kawamoto Renpachi and braked.
"Chi——"
He took out a pistol and put it against Kawamoto Renpachi's forehead.
Kawamoto Renpachi had an extremely frightened expression on his face, and his whole body was as stiff as a corpse.
"Bang!"
Flowers of blood bloomed on Kawamoto Renpachi's forehead...