The turmoil in Yokosuka a few days ago has just passed, and even many JCs who were temporarily deployed are still staying in Yokosuka to maintain order. The embarrassing situation of insufficient personnel has made the Metropolitan Police Department carefully maintain law and order, for fear that something will happen at this time.
It stirred up the nerves of those already sensitive big shots.
In order to survive this period of time stably and wait until the expatriate personnel return, many regular vacations and team leaders and section heads have to go out like ordinary personnel.
As the general person in charge of the foreign affairs department, Kusaka Ryunosuke was even more dizzy with work. He finally took a break today and sat on a small chair in the hall with a cup of coffee to rest quietly and eat something.
"Dingle bell!"
The phone rang, and a young civilian lady who had just graduated picked up the phone with a sweet smile on her face:
"Hi, hello, this is the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Is there anyone..."
"People are dead, people are dead here, many, many..." The urgent voice on the phone was filled with infinite fear: "Blood, blood is flowing onto the streets!"
When she heard about the dead person, the smile on the young lady's face slowly solidified. It hadn't been long since she arrived at the post, and she usually received calls about petty thefts. It was the first time she directly mentioned the dead person like this, and there were many.
Especially the last sentence.
That's how many people it takes to let blood flow onto the streets.
It is estimated that there are not a few phone calls in the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department files that are frightening just to describe them.
Not far away, he looked at the receptionist who answered the phone and fell into a sluggish state after listening to a few words. Kusaka Ryunosuke's heart suddenly stopped, and he spilled the coffee in his hand and grabbed the phone: "It happened.
What? Can you say it again?"
When the person who answered the phone changed his voice from a female voice to a male voice, the person holding the penis paused and stopped for a moment before explaining the matter in more detail.
The veins in Kusaka Ryuunosuke's left hand that he was holding the coffee cup bulged one by one, and his brows were wrinkled into the character "Kawa". The place where it happened was the station of the Kitayama Group in the Kita District. In order to find out, he also had someone call the Kitayama Group's internal telephone number.
The call, a minute-long silence and the final notification that no one answered made Kusaka Ryunosuke understand that this was not a joke.
My heart felt so cold that it could flow through the cracks in the door to the street, and there was no reaction from the Kitayama Group, so everyone was probably dead. Dozens, hundreds, of people died suddenly, even Yakuza, who was hated by everyone from all walks of life.
This phone call was like a depth charge, detonating the entire Metropolitan Police Department instantly.
There was a lot of excitement, people were on their backs, and a series of phone calls were made. Black and white vehicles from the nearby J Department quickly drove towards the street where the incident occurred.
When this kind of thing happens, everyone's psychology is like hanging a dumbbell of hundreds of kilograms and it hurts. They don't care about the traffic or the wrong way. When they hear that no one has left the store yet, the patrols feel nervous.
Damn it. Even the cars are driving with the momentum of ae86.
Fast, fast, even faster.
We must rush over and stop the murderer. Even if it doesn't work, we must seal off the scene before things escalate.
But at this moment, Ling Minoko, who had already seen everything she needed, wore the dyed red dress and walked through the wall to leave the store. Almost at the same time, she also took back the items scattered on various furniture and utensils.
The attached power allows them to change back to their original appearance.
It is not difficult to check information on a computer, but completely deleting browsing records and surveillance videos is not something a computer novice like Ling Minoko can do. Destroy the store? She thinks it is not feasible.
It may not be possible to completely destroy all the information of your existence, but it is also delaying time. Someone has already called the phone before, and if you leave later, it is difficult to say whether it will be blocked.
Therefore, what she has to do now is to kill those who pushed her into the abyss and hurt her one by one before she collides head-on with the Metropolitan Police Department. No, there is no need to go to hell.
She will help them disappear completely.
.......
North District, Gewu Yiban Street, outside the store where the Kitayama Group is located.
Various large and small black and white vehicles locked the left and right intersections of the street tightly. Patrol officers, section chiefs, and personnel from several nearby districts frowned as they looked at the body bags being carried out. None of them could
The complete humanoid figures were all soft and slumped, resembling the big opaque bags carried when buying pork during the Chinese New Year.
There were already constant sounds of vomiting at the scene. Not to mention those who had just graduated from the police academy, experienced veterans could not bear this slaughterhouse-like environment and squatted on the roadside to empty their stomachs like the newcomers who had been laughed at before. Faced with such
The coworkers and forensic doctors were in such a mess that they had no intention of joking. This incident was actually quite stressful for them. What’s more, with such a mess, just putting it together would almost take forever.
The busy scene was like ants moving. Some onlookers who came to visit after hearing the news stood outside the street and looked at the busy scene from a distance. Some people were discussing, and some were secretly trying to move pictures and text through the obstruction of others.
It was transmitted to the Internet, but I don’t know why the nearby network signal suddenly disappeared.
Just kidding, the last incident in Yokosuka caused a big loss to the island nation’s upper echelons. How could they still not react? Except for the first batch of personnel who rushed to block the scene, the subsequent vehicles basically carried enough signal jammers.
Several nearby streets will be double blocked online and on-site. You can only enter but not exit, and all people within the blocked circle will be subject to review.
As the clean-up work progressed, surveillance footage and some information from the scene were also transmitted back to the Metropolitan Police Department.
Two hours have passed since the first call to report J. The videos and information returned from the scene were quickly sorted and organized by professionals and then placed on the desks of the big shots.
The Metropolitan Police Department, the investigation team that hurriedly came from the building next door, and other big shots gathered in a conference room to watch the clear surveillance footage without mosaic.
Everyone present finally witnessed the extraordinary birth up close!
One is mature and perfect, the other is young and weak. Because of the positioning problem, the surveillance only recorded the girl perfectly in the picture, while the mature and perfect woman only briefly appeared from behind for less than ten minutes, and then
Disappeared again.
Watching the girl in the video going from dazed to awake, going through an arduous transformation and regaining her body from an evil spirit, they felt chilled by the figure that never appeared on the surveillance screen.