The sun sets and the moon rises, and night falls.
The entire Jiaoye City was shrouded in the sound of alarm bells. Patrol cars roared on the streets 24 hours a day. The correspondents guarding the signal towers in the cars were always alert and focused on relaying and investigating every incident related to today.
Call the police for major cases as early as possible.
Most of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department's police force failed to suppress the gangsters. It was like using cannons to saturate mosquitoes and the mosquitoes flew away. The people above were going crazy. People from the TV station blocked the door of the Metropolitan Police Department.
We wanted to interview the director of the Metropolitan Police Department. Unfortunately, the director seemed to know what situation he was facing and did not dare to show his face. Even when he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, he took the elevator of the underground garage. He did not dare to show his face.
He doesn't say a word in front of the public because he knows that once the microphone is handed to his mouth, the best outcome for him is probably to take the blame and resign.
The murderer was very cunning, very cunning. He jumped out of the window behind the building and escaped. He used the SWAT rappel to descend from the third floor and got into the alley. The helicopter only followed him in the air for three minutes before he was ejected.
However, during the final on-site investigation, it was discovered that the murderer did not disappear out of thin air, but sneaked into the sewer without leaving any traces.
It seems that this murderer is very aware of the underground sewer conditions in Kyono City. When he lived in that accommodation building, he had already figured out the layout of the entire neighborhood. After entering the sewer, he disappeared as if he had returned home.
There is nothing you can do about training professional police dogs.
The person fled, but what attracted the most attention was that the murderer actually had a hostage with him, a young 16-year-old girl. This was witnessed by the SAT SWAT team during the raid. This undoubtedly escalated the situation.
One step further. Now the whole of Japan has focused on this case. If the Metropolitan Police Department cannot give an explanation in a short time, then in the next ten years this case will become people's only impression of Kyono City.
Completely nailing the Osaka Prefectural Police Department to the pillar of shame of counter-terrorism.
Every anti-terrorism expert is now gathering in the Metropolitan Police Department building to think about where the murderer may have gone. Many people believe that the murderer will definitely choose to flee Jiaoye City after encountering such a pursuit. This idea has also received most of the attention
Everyone unanimously agreed, and every exit from Jiaoye City tonight was posted with hidden sentries.
Moreover, members of the SAT air team said they saw the murderer shot in the shoulder. The injured man will definitely need medical help. Therefore, major hospitals, various clinics and even pet hospitals may be places where the murderer sets foot. However, care must be taken not to put the murderer there.
The pressure was too tight, so for the next twenty-four hours, the words of persuasion to surrender would be played repeatedly in the patrol car.
The entire Kyono City is in panic. This is also the helpless move of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department. They also want to keep the situation down, but now the major media's attention has made this matter completely uncontrollable.
It’s best to clean up the final mess. To be honest, the director of the Metropolitan Police Department who has such thoughts can be regarded as a good deed. Compared with those who continue to do wrong things while bending down to apologize, and then deny it after decades.
The history of Japanese officials was much better.
“Kyono City has been sealed off. Hidden criminals are asked to respect the law and stay at bay. The Osaka Prefectural Police Department promises to provide medical help as soon as possible.”
This was the third time that the patrol car drove through the streets of Shizhong District. The repeated calls for surrender from the loudspeakers in the night sky were carried by the evening wind and drifted into a dormant building in the darkness. It woke up unexpectedly.
Jingchuan Wu, who has been in a deep sleep and has a confused mind.
hot.
This was the first thought that came to Jingchuan Wu's mind when she regained some consciousness.
She felt like her entire body was being stuffed into a clay kang, surrounded by enclosed pitch-black soil. The flames were burning every corner of her body under her, and every breath she took would burn her lungs.
She couldn't help but hum and moan softly.
The next moment, she heard the sound of footsteps in the scorching heat. She opened her eyes vaguely and saw something difficult to understand. It turned out that her field of vision was upside down, so she couldn't understand what she saw.
There was a man standing in front of her. She couldn't see the man's face because he was lying down. She only felt that the hands and wrists that were hanging down naturally suddenly became cool. All the heat in her body began to be released from her wrists, which suddenly made her think.
When I became clearer, I took a deep breath of air and hummed louder.
“Quiet.” The man said, then squatted down so that Mai Jingchuan could see his face.
“You” Mai Kyokawa suddenly became dizzy after seeing the man’s face, because this man was exactly the terrorist in her mind, the serial murderer Takahiro Shiraishi.
Kyogawa Mai walked around with difficulty and found that she was hanging upside down in a rough room. Outside the window that had not yet been installed, she could see the brightly lit buildings and neon lights of Osaka City in the distance, but the floor and walls of where they were.
They are all gray and black from cement, and there is a pungent smell of cement lime in the air. It's like being on a construction site. Oh my god, don't you want to be stuffed into a cement mixer by a murderer and beaten into a cement pillar to kill him and silence you?
"We are now in an unfinished building. The police will not find us here. We are safe for the time being." The man saw Mai Jingchuan's eyes slowly moving and knew that the girl had recovered a little.
Consciously, he said, "My physical strength is limited, so I will only say the next words once, believe it or not."
After seeing Mai Kyokawa looking at him, the man squatted on the ground and said calmly, "My name is not 'Shiraishi Takahiro' as you think, but 'Okubo Ryoichi'. I am a private detective. I have been in Osaka before I met you."
Activity tracking 'Shiraishi Takahiro', the man who instructed you to come to my door. He put on my 'clothes', used you to frame me, and anonymously called the police to ask the Metropolitan Police to hunt me down, so that we could
Now we are stuck in this situation.”
"You are lying." Jingchuan Wu said a little weakly. Although she felt that her body temperature was better than before, she was still as dizzy as if she had a high fever. It was difficult to organize her thoughts that were too detailed.
Ability to distinguish right from wrong based on one's own feelings.
"I'm not lying to you. The chewing gum you ate before was a rare drug obtained by Takahiro Shiraishi through a terrorist organization. As for the drug, I can't tell you in detail. You just need to know that if there is no targeted medical treatment,
You are probably close to death. The toxicity of this drug is very strong. Current hospitals cannot save you, so I cannot hand you over to the police. I can only wait for my companions to save you." Ryoichi Okubo
Mai Jingchuan, who was hung upside down in front of him, whispered, "The only thing I can do now is to delay the toxicity of the drugs in your blood. Under the influence of the drugs, your body's hematopoietic organs will begin to accelerate the secretion of toxic blood.
I can only lower your body temperature through constant bleeding and force your hematopoietic organs to work overload to dilute the toxin output."
"Bloodletting?" Jingchuan Wu tried her best to turn her head and look at the hands hanging down beside her. Sure enough, there was a scar on her wrist that had always been cold. Blood dripped from the wound into a plastic basin on the ground.
The blood was all brown and had an unsettling viscosity. The coolness she felt before was exactly the illusion brought to her by the blood dripping from her wrist.
"Only by doing this can we delay your transformation into Deadpool. To be honest, it's not a good thing for me that you can still regain consciousness. The more energetic you are, the closer you are to becoming Deadpool. At that time, I will
I have to kill you." Liang Yi sat on the ground and whispered, "You are in danger now. I can't let anyone except me come into contact with you. Even if I die, I will die behind you."
“Die behind me?”
Ryoichi's voice had always been very soft, and Kyogawa Mai suddenly noticed that this man was not as calm and calm as she thought. On the contrary, this man's current situation was extremely bad.
The waist of the man sitting on the ground was wrapped in a circle of bleeding cloth, and the clothes on his left shoulder were completely torn off and bandaged tightly. There were horrific bloodstains everywhere on the cloth. His face was unusually pale than Mai Jingchuan's.
His face was even whiter, and it felt like the one who was being bled was not the hanging girl but him.
“What’s wrong with you?” Kyogawa Mai looked at Ryoichi with his eyes lowered in front of him in a daze.
"I was slightly injured when I was escaping. That guy pretended to be a member of the SAT SWAT team and tried to trip me up during the arrest. If I hadn't stepped on it, more innocent people would have died." Every time Ryoichi said a word, he said something.
His face looked very ugly, probably because his lungs were damaged when he lay down with a grenade, and talking would give him an unstoppable stinging sensation.
"Don't." Jingchuan Wu wanted to ask this man to stop acting. She wouldn't believe it, but when she saw the man's eyes and dull expression, she couldn't say these words.
“Are you going to die?” She swallowed her doubts and inquiries and asked in a low voice.
“Maybe.” Liang replied calmly after a pause.
Jingchuan Mai wanted to say something else, but found that the man in front of her was not looking at her at all.
After explaining everything in the dark rough room, the man's attention slowly shifted to the night sky outside the window. He endured the pain in his body and said nothing. The lights of the distant buildings were reflected in his eyes.
It's like looking for something in those dense lights, full of dullness and dullness.
Kyokawa Mai recognizes this kind of sight.
She used to have a stray cat named Yuanyuan. After reorganizing the family, her younger brother didn't like the cat and often resented the cat hair in his room. Later, when Mai Jingchuan came home one day, she discovered that the cat
The cat did not wait for her at the door like before, but curled up in its nest and looked sick.
Father said that Yuanyuan fell from the roof, but Jingchuan Wu knew that Yuanyuan would never go to such a high place, so someone could only take it to the rooftop and then drop it, causing serious injuries.
, Jingchuan Wu angrily wanted to confront her brother, but the other party refused to admit it, and said with an expressionless face that your stupid cat was the one who threw it. She retorted and accused him of being a murderer, but no one in the whole family believed her.
.
She had a fierce quarrel with her family that day, and Yuanyuan just kept lying in the cat's nest watching her. After everything calmed down, she tried her best to climb out of the cat's nest, stumbled over to her, and gently walked over to her.
After licking the back of her hand, the kitten left forever. The kitten didn't care whether its little master could find the murderer. It only cared whether there were important people around it when it finally left.
Ryoichi now inexplicably reminded her of that scene. A stray cat in a nest was looking around hard when he was dying, trying to see the most important person in his life. Yuanyuan finally walked away beside her. That scene
What about the man in front of me? What or who is he looking for now?
Jingchuan Wu felt her head was in a mess for a while. Only now did she really feel that something was wrong with her body. The temperature in her body remained high, and her thoughts began to run around like a revolving lantern. She looked at the man who kidnapped her.
Can you think of the kitten you threw to death a few years ago and feel pity for the prisoner? Didn't he deserve it? But why did he, who deserved it, now show reluctance and resentment when he was seriously injured, but indifference and numbness?
Ryoichi took out his cell phone and checked the time, then he tried his best to stand up from Kyogawa Mai who was hanging upside down. The purpose of hanging Kyogawa Mai was to facilitate bloodletting, and also to prevent serious and irreversible consequences after taking "blood".
Transformed into Deadpool, when the girl transformed into Deadpool is restricted in movement, he can also put a bullet into the opponent's head immediately.
He walked to the window and looked out at the street, as if he was looking for something, but at this moment, footsteps and conversations suddenly sounded from deep in the dark corridor far behind him!
Ryoichi suddenly touched the dagger and gun tied to his leg, turned around and walked in front of Mai Jingchuan in three steps, and put the dagger on her neck. He was worried that the girl would not understand the situation and shouted for help.
After shaking his head to express that he would not do anything stupid, he pointed the gun at her and leaned against the wall to listen quietly to the sounds coming from far away.
Have people from the Metropolitan Police Department come?
Ryoichi lowered his eyes slightly, and immediately rejected the idea.
It shouldn't be possible. This is the central area of Jiaoye City. People from the Metropolitan Police Department should have thought that they would escape to the suburbs instead of specifically searching an unfinished building. The traces of their journey should have been dealt with very carefully.
It's clean and should be impossible to find.
Could it be that people from the construction team come back and forth to inspect the construction site?
He exhaled and suppressed the pain caused by the injuries on his body. When he raised his eyes, he felt calm inside. No matter who the person was, he had to get through this period and not let Jingchuan Wu be taken away.
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“Ryono, are there really any remaining steel bars here? Those construction teams will move all the materials to a locked warehouse, right? How can there be a chance for us to steal?”
"Stop talking nonsense, Xia Shi, haven't I told you two or three times? One of my brothers told me, isn't it going to be a case of arresting people at the Metropolitan Police Department today? The construction team here stopped working early, and many people
We didn’t even have time to take away the valuable building materials. If we move a few more steel bars and coils here, we will make a fortune, and we can go to a better Internet cafe to surf the Internet.”
“Liang Ye, listen to brother Xia Shi, I still owe the boss of the next class 10,000 yen in school. If I can’t get the money to pay him back, I will get beaten again when I go to school tomorrow.”
"I just"
“Ryono, didn’t Tsuburaya and I tell you that if you hesitate, just don’t come? We can still share some more money.”
“Shh, keep your voice down, Kato, I think I heard something coming from above.”
The conversation in the darkness suddenly disappeared. In the silence, several figures quietly walked up from the corridor. When they arrived at a new floor, the leader, a tall and thin boy with slightly dark skin, stuck his head out to the floor.
I took a quick look inside.
Like other floors, this floor is also a rough house that has not been renovated. After all, the entire building has not been completed yet. The layout is basically the same wherever he goes. After seeing no one, he walked out of the shadows completely and stood in the wide
I looked around the venue.
“How is it, is there anyone else?” Someone behind the boy asked in a low voice.
"I didn't see that I did hear someone's voice just now, it seemed to be a woman, and she said a few words of hum." The tall and thin boy looked at the empty hall. The most attractive thing here is probably the inexplicable hanging tree in the center.
Rope and a basin below.
“Hmm, how many times? Are there couples here looking for excitement?”
"Damn it, do you think everyone has the same head full of pornographic waste as you? What kind of couple would look for excitement in a construction building? Brother Xia Shi must have heard wrong, right? We should be the only ones in this building." Dark Darkness
Several boys inside came out.
As soon as these boys who looked like high school students poked their heads out of the corridor, they began to look at the layout of the floor. The leader, the tall and lanky boy, gave the order, "Look around and see if there is anything downstairs."
There were piles of steel bars or coils that fell down from the wiring. My friend told me that something was missing here, but he didn’t tell me specifically which floor it was on, so he always kept an eye out to look for it.”
When several figures began to move separately on this floor, in a shadow on the floor, Ryoichi covered the mouth of the limp Kyogawa Mai, expressionlessly listening to the footsteps walking around on the floor.
Four? No, five footsteps. One of them was very small and overlapped with the other heavy footsteps, so there should be five people entering the building now.
Listening to their conversation, it seems that he met five unlearned high school students who were going to come to the construction site to steal materials and sell Internet fees? It's a fucking thing that has a small chance of happening, but it is indeed a chance encounter. He
Now I just hope that this group of unlucky kids will quickly go to other floors to harm the construction team's materials after searching this floor.
The apartment on this floor has three bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom. The place where Ryoichi is hiding now is the room on the far right. He shakes his ears and can hear two footsteps walking in the hall. They must be looking for anything hidden in the corner.
Scrap metal and the like. The other three footsteps were in the cubicle of the bathroom in the distance and in a room adjacent to it. The search has not found them here yet.
“Huh? Why is there a basin here?”
In the hall, where Jingchuan Wu was hanged upside down before, a short, fat boy with pimples squatted in front of the basin and looked at the dark red viscous liquid inside and said, "What the hell is this?"
"Paint, right? It's for painting. Look for valuable ones. Don't waste time. The scrap collector will be closed when it's late!" The tall, thin boy in the lead glanced at the things in the basin and said impatiently, "
We can't move much with just a few of us, so we can move as much as we can in one trip. Take the heavy stuff and the valuable stuff! Go over there and help Kato and Tsuburaya look for it."
“What about you?” the little fat man asked weakly.
“I have to pee.”
“Then you go to the bathroom.”
"Damn it, why don't I go to the bathroom and let you guys watch me pee? I'll go next to me and pee." The tall and thin boy scolded the fat man, then turned around and walked to the single room not far away. The fat man also shrugged and peed.
He ran towards his other two companions.
The place where Ryouichi hid was in the corner of a separate compartment. There were several large wooden boards leaning against the wall beside him, which served as a cover to hide him and Mai Kyogawa in the corner. If you didn't search carefully,
It was easy to ignore it. He quietly held his breath after hearing the approaching footsteps, and even Jingchuan Mai's mouth and nose were covered by him.
This group of intruders are all underage children, and he can't kill anyone or be ruthless. The best way is not to be discovered. Once these children are alerted, they run away and attract the police to accuse him of his current status.
The situation can only be solved with ease.
After entering the house, the tall and thin boy seemed to be holding back his urine and had no time to look around. He unbuttoned his belt and faced the corner and hissed. After the sound of water sounded, he exhaled and whistled, turning his head and looking around the room.
Is there anything valuable in there? When he glanced at the wooden board leaning against the wall behind him, his eyes passed smoothly. At first glance, he didn't really notice the shadow between the wooden board and the corner.
two big living people.
Putting away the crime tools, the tall and lanky boy turned around comfortably and prepared to go out and join his companions, but at this moment an accident happened.
Suddenly, there was a vibrating sound in the vacant room. The tall and thin boy was stunned for a moment, with an overjoyed expression on his face, because he heard that it was the silent vibrating sound of a mobile phone, and he immediately thought it was some careless person.
A construction worker left his phone here. If the condition is good enough, the phone can be sold at a flea market for a good price after being repainted. This can make money faster than stealing coils.
The vibrating sound only sounded for a moment and then stopped, but the tall and lanky boy immediately followed the vibrating sound, followed the source of the sound in his memory to the direction of the wooden board, and looked at the corner of the wall.
With a click, the sound of mechanical loading rang in the lanky boy's ears.
His whole body froze, because in the darkness a pitch-black pistol stretched out and pressed against his head, and in the darkness in the corner a pair of eyes as clear as lamps stared at him.
Ryoichi silently turned off the cell phone in his pocket and ignored the unexpected call. He pointed his gun at the boy in front of him and moved forward step by step. The boy also retreated step by step until he retreated to the center of the room.
At this time, the boy also discovered Mai Kyokawa, whose mouth was covered in front of Ryoichi. On the street outside the Good Death Building, the patrol car passed by for the fourth time, shouting the recording of persuading surrender as usual.
“Brother Xia Shi, it’s okay. We’ve finished searching and there’s nothing. Let’s continue walking up there.” There were footsteps approaching in the hall outside the compartment.
Ryoichi raised his gun, and the tall and lanky boy immediately understood what he meant, and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "It's not healed yet. I have a stomachache and suddenly want to go to bed. You go up and look for it first. I'll follow you soon."
"
“Damn it, do you have to defecate in someone else’s bedroom if you have a stomachache? Isn’t it too immoral?”
"Stop talking nonsense, isn't this house not renovated yet? I'm not shitting in your house!" The tall and lanky boy broke into cold sweat as he looked at the muzzle of the gun. He could see the bloody cloth on Ryoichi's shoulders and abdomen.
This miserable look made him clearly understand that the man in front of him was a desperado among desperadoes and could shoot him and his friends at any time. Now he could only do what the other person wanted.
“Then let’s go up first?” the little fat man shouted and then walked towards the corridor.
Ryoichi listened to the footsteps outside a wall and heard three footsteps leaving, but the last one did not move. It must have stopped and stood still in the hall.
He looked at the tall and lanky boy in front of him and waved the muzzle of his gun again, signaling him to drive away the last companion.
“?” The tall and thin boy looked at Ryoichi blankly. He was so smart before but suddenly he couldn’t understand Ryoichi’s meaning.
Ryoichi frowned and raised his gun again. Seeing him frown, the tall boy became anxious. He lowered his voice to a very low voice and said tremblingly, "Brother, what do you mean?"
“There’s still one left, let him get out.” Liang Yi mouthed.
"Why is there another one, brother? All three of them are gone." When the tall and thin man heard the footsteps of his companions on the corridor walking away, he no longer lowered his voice and said directly with a cry,
“There are only four of us here!”
Ryoichi paused after hearing this, then subconsciously turned his head to look at the wall beside him.
The next moment, he jumped forward and fell to the ground with Jingchuan Wu in front of him. At the same time, the wall beside him was instantly shattered by a shotgun! Iron beads and stone chips flew into the compartment, huge
The noise is deafening!
The tall and thin boy was frightened when the wall exploded. He stood there blankly and let the stone chips fly past his face. Ryoichi who was on the ground kicked him in the leg and knocked him down.
On the ground, he suddenly woke up and lay on the ground, holding the back of his head and shouting, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please spare my life."
Ryo threw Kyogawa Mai directly to the lanky boy, letting the boy serve as the girl's soft landing pad. He raised his fiery right arm and started shooting wildly at the wall. The shotgun fired continuously on the other side of the gun.
Intermittently, both sides fired at the wall while ducking and moving to dodge, until the bullets in the gun barrels were completely exhausted.
After the magazine was emptied, Ryoichi had already reached the corner by the window and remained motionless. He did not make any sound to expose himself. He stared coldly at the pitted wall full of bullet holes. On the opposite side, he could vaguely see the streetlights outside, which provided a weak light.
The illuminated hall. There seemed to be a ghost hiding in that dark hall. Hidden among the four boys, it quietly arrived at Okubo Ryoichi's hiding place and sniped him when he was at his most relaxed.
"I'm curious how you discovered me? I hid it from those kids, but I didn't hide it from you." A man asked with a smile in the hall behind the wall.
Ryoichi didn't answer. Once he opened his mouth, the other party locked his position and fired. The guy who was shooting just now probably relied on the lanky boy's voice to roughly judge his position and then chose to shoot. He wouldn't have been beaten once.
I was fucked for the second time.
"You must be almost exhausted now, right? I saw the bloody clothes in the corner of the hall. How much blood did you lose? 700 ml? 800 ml? Even if you are a mixed race, you should not be able to survive the blood loss and injury to this extent, right?
?Can you release the 'Pure Land' again?" The man, or Takahiro Shiraishi said, "Say something to make me feel a sense of accomplishment? You have no bullets anyway, right? You
The equipment box left in that room has been seized by the Metropolitan Police. You should be out of ammunition now, right?"
The pistol held low in Ryoichi's hand was indeed empty and unloaded. He gently reset the slide and threw it to the ground not far away. He did not really shoot at the other side of the wall.
"That's right." Shiraishi Takahiro said with a smile, "Speaking of which, in the past two months, we have been fighting from Tokyo to Osaka. During this period, we have not even really met each other. Even now, there is a wall between us.
"
"The spirit of 'ghost' is not very strong, but in your hands, you know how to use it to escape and disguise your identity. You can lower your sense of existence and hide in the SAT without being discovered by the well-trained special police.
It really surprised me, including the fact that you led these children to hide among them and lowered my vigilance." Ryoichi spoke, looking at the vague figure in the hall behind the potholes in the wall and said lightly, "Shiraishi Takahiro
, this word spirit is really suitable for rats like you, but you should also know that once a rat sees the light, it will be trampled to death directly. "
"But I've been hiding it well, haven't I? I can always bite you quietly in the dark, causing you to bleed profusely and cause unbearable pain." Takahiro Shiraishi said with a smile, "But compared to my 'ghost',
Your 'dustless land' is quite good, and you have escaped fatal attacks again and again, but now you probably don't have the physical strength to release him anymore, but I can hide until the blood in your body is clean.
At that moment.”
"Then hide it well and don't show up in front of me." Liangyi squatted on the ground, covered in blood. The fierce gun battle caused his wound to burst open again. The pain from the injury was almost burning his nerves, but his
His eyes were fixed on the wall in front of him and the entrance and exit next to him, while his right hand slowly touched the handle of the dagger on his thigh.
"What the hell is this? You're so fierce but you're so horny? Without bullets and words, what else can you use to fight me? Knives and fists." Shiraishi Takahiro sneered, "I can now notify the people from the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department to come over and tell them about the city.
This building in the district hides the serial murderer they have been dreaming about. In the hands of the murderer, not only does he have a poisoned girl, but he also has a new high school boy who was coerced at gunpoint. Do you want to take the SAT?
I’m afraid it’s just a dream to escape from the hands of others again, right?”
"You will not let me fall into the hands of the Metropolitan Police." Ryoichi said calmly, "You have come into contact with the fierce ghosts, and you should know the size of the Sheqi Eighth Family in Japan. I am the Sheqi Eighth Family.
People who fall into the Metropolitan Police Department will be locked up for a period of time at most. During this period, I can even receive medical help as soon as possible. After being completely cured, I can bite you in the butt with old grudges and continue the investigation.
Got down."
Takahiro Shiraishi on the other side of the wall was silent, and Ryoichi said calmly, "These two months of investigation have allowed me to get to grips with your tail. I have begun to get used to some of your living habits and work style, which is why you are so
You are afraid of me and want me dead by any means necessary. If you don't see my body tonight, you probably won't be able to sleep peacefully in that 300-square-meter villa, right?"
"Yes, if you can follow me so closely, you should be considered a great figure in the 'execution bureau' of the Sheqi Ba family, right? When you think about it, I can force people like you to death here step by step.
Where the birds don't poop, I feel uncontrollably excited. It's even more exciting than taking those girls home and stripping off their clothes." Shiraishi Takahiro hissed, "The name of the one next to you is Kyogawa.
I couldn’t bear to stay in the same room with the dancing girl all night without touching her. Do you know what a big challenge it was for me? It took three cold showers and a whole pack of cigarettes before I could restrain myself.
I feel the desire to do something, because I know that only by killing you can I have a pleasant time and continue hunting in this city."
In the room, Mai Jingchuan, who was lying next to the tall and thin boy, looked up blankly at the man squatting on the ground in the distance covered in blood, and then at the blurry shadow outside the wall. She finally realized what she had done wrong.
But nothing can be done now. The person who is really protecting her is almost dead, and the hyena is wandering outside the wall, licking the saliva between its teeth.
"As a mixed race, it is unfortunate to suffer from sex addiction. I feel even more unfortunate when it comes to you. It is a pity that God did not let you be born as a eunuch. But do you think I am a figure in this family?" Ryoichi
He glanced at Jingchuan Wu and said with a low smile, "I'm sorry to tell you that I am just a noob in the executive bureau. You are not qualified to let those truly terrifying monsters take action. Even I will kill you."
This kind of person hiding deep in the mud is so close to me that there is only a wall between me. What awaits you after killing me will be a real nightmare that you can't avoid."
“Are these your last words? To threaten me fearlessly?” Shiraishi Takahiro said.
"Yeah, these are my last words. Now I'm just waiting for you to come in and blow my head apart with a shot. Or are you afraid that you will accidentally hit this thin wall too much after firing a few more shots across the wall?"
You know, if I break through the wall and trample you to death?" Ryoichi asked with a smile.
"It seems that you can no longer live in this world." Shiraishi Takahiro sighed, because Ryoichi guessed his intention again. He wanted to chat with Ryoichi before he continued to shoot. This building
The walls were very thin and brittle during construction. This can be seen from the fact that shotguns and pistols were able to shoot directly across the wall. Once they continue to fire, the barrier between them will be completely torn apart.
Shiraishi Takahiro has been hiding under Ryoichi's pursuit for several months, and he is ready to continue hiding. A timid person like him will never allow himself to be exposed to an extremely dangerous person like Ryoichi. It is best to wait until Ryoichi is dead.
At that time, they had never really stood face to face together.
“So despicable people often have despicable passes, my friend.” Shiraishi Takahiro said, “It’s a pity that I didn’t let the girl next to you climb into my bed in the end.”
“There will be no chance in the future.” Ryoichi said.
After finishing speaking, he saw a silver round object flying in from the door not far to the left, hitting the wall and bounced to the center of the room.
The Type 91 grenade, with its dark exterior inlaid with densely packed steel balls, landed steadily in the middle of the room. In half a second, these steel balls would explode everything in the room into sieves.
Ryoichi put down his hand from the dagger on the side of his thigh. He actually didn't need to take a closer look at what was flying in, because just as Shiraishi Takahiro said, after two months of tracing, he could almost guess everything about this man.
He has a certain way of doing things, and the other party has naturally figured out his character and way of life, so they often cause fatal wounds to him when they choose to kill him.
The golden pupils in his eyes rippled with gold, and the words that had been prepared for a long time opened instantly. With his rolling movements, he wrapped around the tall and thin boy who had been screaming and wailing in the far corner and the weak Jingchuan Wu.
, the grenade detonated in an instant, and the silver steel ball bullets shot out in all directions like scattered meteors in the dark night. They shot out and penetrated all obstacles, but when they encountered the "dustless land" area, they were stopped silently.
It's like a man's silent persistence all the time.
In a safe place outside the wall, Shiraishi Takahiro sneered as he listened to the frenzied sound diffused by the steel balls. He had dealt with men like Okubo Ryoichi, and he naturally knew that whether such a person was dying or only had one breath left, he would
No one can let down their guard, because facts have proven that these people who live by faith will always burst out with tremendous power at the last moment.
'The Dustless Land' is a word spirit that consumes a lot of energy. Ryoichi released it three times in one day. The first time he blocked a shock bomb thrown into the house, the second time it was a grenade in the bathroom, and the third time it was a grenade in the bathroom.
This time, he pushed back the confinement of the SAT special police. Even those who understand the concept of "the dustless land" will not think that an exhausted hybrid can still open this field in the case of serious injuries.
But Ryoichi still did it, protecting himself and the two innocent people next to him.
He fell to the ground. The last time in the Dustless Land was over. His strength was completely drained, and the blood on his body began to flow out in a large area, staining his entire clothes and body red. He lay on his side in the only intact place in the room.
Next to her, Jingchuan Wu reached out and grabbed his wrist, feeling his weak pulse, and looked at him as if she was about to cry.
The strong and cheerful footsteps gradually came closer in the hall, the hyena was about to harvest his fresh carrion, and the hunter on the ground was dying with blood all over the ground.
On the ground, Okubo Ryoichi pressed the ground with one hand and tried to get up, but the next moment, the back of his head was heavily stepped on by a foot, and his whole face hit the ground. He could not raise his head and could not see the face of the man who stepped on his head.
Face.
“Don’t stand up, it’s better to just lie down like this.” Takahiro Shiraishi stepped into the messy room, stepped on Ryoichi’s head, and waved his hand to disperse the faint smoke left behind by the explosion in the room.
Jingchuan Wu wanted to reach out and push the man's feet away, but the man kicked her arm away. The tall and thin high school student on the other side had no intention of resisting. He huddled in the corner like an ostrich and kept begging for mercy in a low voice. The man couldn't see it.
Without looking at him, he just put the shotgun behind him in his hand and loaded it with one hand, then aimed it at Ryoichi's back on the ground and said jokingly, "Who is being trampled to death on the ground like a mouse now?"
The moment he put his finger on the trigger and was about to pull it off, Ryoichi's body suddenly vibrated, which made him subconsciously raise the muzzle of the gun, take a step back, frown, and look down at the source of the vibration, Ryoichi's pocket.
He paused and bent down to take out a vibrating mobile phone from Ryoichi's pocket. There was blood on the phone. He opened the screen and found that it was a call from an unknown number.
He thought for a while and hung up directly. He also found in the call history that this call had been made once before, but Ryoichi didn't answer it. Now he called again and he refused to answer it. This was a trivial matter that didn't matter.
He shrugged, raised the muzzle of the gun and pressed it against Ryoichi, about to pull the trigger, but at this moment the phone rang again, vibrating continuously in his hand, which made him couldn't help but raise his head and look at the phone with some depression. He wanted to
He shot the dying man first, but he always felt that the moment when the prey killed the hunter was more solemn, instead of an unanswered phone call that kept ringing when he shot.
It was still the unknown number. This time he couldn't help but press the connect button and said to his ear, "This is Okubo Ryoichi. Who am I looking for?"
After a few seconds of silence, a man's voice, or a boy's voice, rang on the other end of the phone. The voice was very young and had the unique magnetism of young people. He said to him very politely, "You are not Okubo Ryoichi. I know him. His
The voice is different from yours."
"Yes, I am not Okubo Ryoichi. He is at my feet now and will be shot by me soon. Are you his colleague? If so, he probably won't be able to go out for supper with you today and in the future.
It's over." Shiraishi Takahiro said regretfully as he looked down at the man at his feet.
“Who are you?” the boy on the other end of the phone paused and asked.
"You don't need to know my name, and you will never know my name." Shiraishi Takahiro said lazily. He suddenly didn't regret answering the phone. In the dark room, he stepped on the man in the pool of blood.
The man, outside the window was the warm yellow street lamp and the silent tall building. On the phone, he was chatting with the loser's colleagues as the winner. This scene instantly gave him a different kind of satisfaction.
"I know, you are Takahiro Shiraishi." The boy suddenly said as if he understood something, "The file says that you are a person with a despicable and cowardly character. Not giving your name is quite consistent with your identity."
“File?” Shiraishi Takahiro squinted his eyes slightly, as if he realized something, his expression was no longer leisurely, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually smoothed away.
"Those of us hunters who are responsible for official hunting will have detailed files, which record many things about you criminals. Maybe Ryoichi's information is not sufficient, so he suffered your losses." There was a sound of paper flipping from the boy's side.
The sound of sound and airflow seemed to be that someone was flipping through something on the phone, "Your word spirit is a 'ghost'? How can this kind of word spirit make Ryoichi suffer? You attack the innocent people around him and induce him to do more
Is releasing the word spirit for the first time too exhausting your physical strength?"
“Before I answer your questions, how should I call your new pursuer after the hunter who is about to die under my gun?” Shiraishi Takahiro asked with a sneer.
"Headquarters Kassel Academy, S-class commissioner, Lin Nian, number 052044S, and you said something wrong." The boy said casually, "I'm not here to hunt you. In fact, when I heard Ryoichi was in charge of your affairs, I
I'm quite relieved that he can help me get you. After all, I'm on a semi-vacation now. I just ate at the seafood stall at Kuromon Market yesterday. It was very enjoyable and the price was not expensive. I originally planned to go to Tsutenkaku to take pictures this evening, but
The head of the Yuan family asked me to come and help with just one phone call. If it weren't for the sake of being an acquaintance, I would have called him crazy, but now I still have to work forcefully. It's quite annoying. How do you want to compensate me?
"
"" Shiraishi Takahiro didn't know how to answer the boy's words for a while. He held his cell phone in silence. If he guessed correctly, the boy on the other side of the phone should be the Chernobyl prison, the one he managed to escape from.
Here comes the hunting dog. Compared to the commissioners of the eight Sheqi families, this boy should be considered the most difficult hunter. But why does this hunter look so passive now?
If it was this boy who was chasing him instead of Okubo Ryoichi, wouldn't he be happily hunting beautiful women now instead of holding a shotgun and stepping on a smelly man who was covered in blood and dying?
"By the way, Takahiro Shiraishi, let me ask you a question." The boy on the other end of the phone said again, "I heard from the Executive Directorate that you fed an underage girl something. Where did it come from? According to your words, it should be
There is no hard currency like 'bones, blood, and horns' available."
“You don’t need to know this.” Shiraishi Takahiro said coldly.
“Let me guess again about the fierce ghosts? You can torment Ryoichi like this, and the fierce ghosts should be indispensable, right?”
Shiraishi Takahiro could no longer frown. He felt that this boy was in trouble for some reason. Every time he spoke, his heart was cut like a knife, leaving him speechless.
“Then I probably have to keep you alive. From what you said, it seems like Ryoichi is not dead. I don’t have to cut off your head to pay homage to him.” There was a hint of smile in the boy’s words.
“If you can, give it a try. I think it would be pretty good to hear on your phone how I shot your friend and sent him to heaven, right?” Shiraishi Takahiro said.
“To be honest, if you did this a minute ago, I really couldn’t help it.”
The boy on the other end of the phone paused again. From this sentence, his tone suddenly changed from loose to calm. Shiraishi Takahiro even heard a "cold" feeling in it for the first time in a long time, as if the previous casual look was all the boy's disguise.
.
"But that's not necessarily the case now. You were able to find Ryoichi in this building because you relied on some kind of positioning device, right? Let me guess, you put the positioning system on the girl you spent the night with?"
The boy said calmly.
Shiraishi Takahiro suddenly turned his head and looked around, but the floor was still dark. Except for the tall and thin boy and Kyogawa Mai, no other suspicious figures could be seen. "Are you scaring me?"
“I just want to say that you should know one thing, that is, if you will put the positioning system, it may not necessarily be that we will not put it.” The boy sneered, “The mobile phone you are holding now is our positioning and navigation.”
Shiraishi Takahiro's face instantly darkened, it was a bit scary, and the boy on the other end of the phone said again, "I heard you say before that you were stepping on my friend's head. Now can you move your feet away from my friend's head?"
?I do not like this."
"cannot."
"Are you sure."
"if not?"
"otherwise"
Shiraishi Takahiro hung up the phone without waiting for the other person to finish speaking. After knowing that he had been designated, he was no longer prepared to stay here. He just wanted to solve the mess quickly and hide. He raised his gun and pointed it at Okubo Ryoichi's back.
He didn't know how many times he had done this, and this time he wouldn't lift the shotgun again. He directly pulled the trigger and sent this man away.
But the moment he pressed the trigger, nothing happened.
He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously pressed the trigger again, but there was still no gunshot. When he was about to press the trigger for the third time, he suddenly discovered that it was not the shotgun that had misfired, but the gun in his hand.
A single gun handle.
A long knife with water-like lines and patterns like autumn chrysanthemums was inserted into the wall beside him. The gently vibrating blade reflected his bewildered face, and the shotgun without the gun handle was missing in the pool of blood on the ground.
Lying there quietly, the fracture was clean and hairless.
The noisy propellers set off strong winds across the top of the building. Shiraishi Takahiro suddenly turned his head and violent white light hit the window sill of the floor from top to bottom, illuminating everyone on the floor.
What flew over the building was an Apache armed helicopter with some kind of brightly painted emblem that looked like a family crest. It descended across the roof of the building and made an emergency stop before hovering far away from the building, dozens of meters above the floor.
High altitude.
Before Shiraishi Takahiro could react what he was going to do, a heavy object crashed to the ground on the windowsill five meters away behind him. He turned around and saw a half-crouched boy on the windowsill illuminated by the white light of the Apache helicopter.
He slowly stood up, and his black windbreaker slowly fell down close to the painted T-shirt with "I love Osaka" written on the inside. It seemed that this boy really spent his vacation in Osaka, because Shiraishi Takahiro recognized this shirt, and most of it
Sold in duty-free shops in Shinsaibashi, locals only sell products to tourists. Foreigners who can wear these clothes openly and go out are regarded by locals as stupid people with too much money. But why does this thing appear here?
On boys?
The boy stood upright on the window sill, stepping on the edge of the bed and facing away from the neon city of Osaka at night. The white lights of Apache illuminated him from beginning to end, revealing his handsome face that made Takashi Shiraishi look good.
Dazed face.
He glanced at the devastated room, Kyogawa Mai on the ground, and the boy in the corner. His eyes finally rested on Okubo Ryoichi, whose head was stepped on in a pool of blood. After confirming that the man still had vital signs, he raised his head and stared at Shiraishi Takahiro.
.
Shiraishi Takahiro suddenly tilted his head back. When the other party looked at him, he felt as if he was slapped in the face by a mountain peak. He suddenly contracted his face violently. His eyes felt like needle pricks and there were still residues on his retinas.
Looking at the lava-like red gold flowing down the volcanic wall.
Shiraishi Takahiro suddenly remembered that it seemed that Okubo Ryoichi was not joking when he said that he was just a pawn, and there was another monster that could really make him fall into the abyss of nightmares?
"Didn't you just ask me on the phone what to do?" He narrowed his red-gold eyes, stepped on the window sill and looked down at the man deep in the house and said, "If you don't move your feet, I will
I'll personally help you remove your feet, you bastard."