Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 99

Nine p.m.

It was already past the off-duty time in the early morning, but the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department was still full of voices, and even the thick walls made of stone could hardly conceal the fierce quarrel inside. From time to time, someone knocked on the table, and even the glass windows vibrated together.

On the last day of the month, most departments were so tense, not to mention that the police chief had received a task from the cabinet, and he was extremely busy.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Masao, the small patrolman who is in charge of standing guard at the gate.

He stood alone under the heavy porch of the Metropolitan Police Department, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, and a dark baton propped on the ground through two layers of clothes. She huddled in her collar, stomped her feet alternately to keep warm, but her eyes stayed on the snowflakes fluttering in mid-air, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

But soon, something else took his attention.

A figure suddenly appeared at the end of the road, as if it had fallen out of thin air between the gaps in the flying snow.

At first, Zhengnan thought that he had misread it, but after squinting his eyes and taking a closer look, he was sure that he was not hallucinating.

The man had messy white hair that looked even weirder in winter, and the golden buttons on the black uniform gleamed under the light. He also wore a white coat that was too short on the outside. It was not for snow days at all. dress up.

But these are not the most important.

What really warmed up Masao's body was the long samurai sword around his waist.

And the man with the knife was walking straight towards the main entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department without any scruples.

While he was walking, even the snowflakes around him had to stay away. He looked very imposing and very dangerous. Anyone who saw him would know that the visitor was not good.

As the man got closer, Zhengnan's face became serious, and he looked around subconsciously, and found that there was no one nearby; then he looked up at the windows on the second floor to make sure that no one was there to watch.

then……

He put on a strange face full of concern, and took the initiative to greet him.

"Hey, how could you just come to the Metropolitan Police Department with a knife?"

Zhengnan stood in front of the man in white quite familiarly. He wanted to take a closer look at the man's appearance, but found that the upper half of the man's face was covered by white hair.

But the lips left on the outside were as thin as a cicada's wings, scarlet like blood, and the lines looked strangely beautiful.

Zhengnan reached out and grabbed the visitor's sleeve, and pulled him to a blind corner near the porch, "People from the Ghost Killing Squad, we have to catch every one we see recently!"

The guy who looked like Immortal Kawasami was silent for a while and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

According to his expectation, shouldn't the police immediately fight when they saw someone coming here with a knife?

What's the matter with this policeman?

Why are you so passionate about Ghost Slayer?
No wonder his men died, it's all the police's inaction! ! !

I obviously paid so much tax!

Thinking of this, the fire in his stomach burned even more vigorously.

But Zhengnan didn't realize it.

"Although I don't know your exact name, I always know this dress."

Zhengnan smiled and said, "I was captured by a ghost when I was six years old. It was a red-haired uncle from the Ghost Killing Team who rescued me. Since then, I have paid close attention to you guys."

Then, he asked with strong curiosity: "By the way, you didn't come here to save people, did you?"

All the ghost killing team members arrested in Tokyo were escorted from the police stations in various districts this morning, but he did not expect that the ghost killing team would know the news so quickly.

However, it is too careless to send only one person to rob the prison.

However, the man in white didn't intend to answer the question. Instead, he quietly looked like a dead man, with an ominous aura brewing around him.

If Zhengnan observes carefully, he will find that no matter whether this person is talking or silent, there is no white water vapor near his mouth and nose.

"That's right! After all, even if you really came to save people, you shouldn't say this kind of thing openly."

After figuring this out, although he didn't get a response, Masao continued to speak on his own.

"I know that the swordsmen in your ghost killing team are very powerful, but the assistant of the director has not left today, and there are dozens of people working overtime. It is impossible for you to rescue people quietly. So You'd better go back and call a few more people, or wait until late at night to come over."

"You mean... the assistant to the chief of warning is here?"

The man in white repeated.

He thought that there would be a few unlucky policemen on duty, but he didn't expect that there would be a high-ranking officer.

"That's right." Zhengnan nodded solemnly, "Many of the people staying here are big shots with guns. You'd better leave quickly. If they find out, it will be too late."

"No, that's exactly what I want."

The man in white said this with confidence, and then suddenly jumped back to the previous question: "Were you rescued by members of the Ghost Killing Squad when you were young?"

Although it was a greeting, the voice was as cold as steel.

"Yup!"

Masao showed gratitude, "Since that day, I have been dreaming of joining your ghost killing team one day, and bought a knife and named it Onikiri. But my parents think that job is too dangerous, That's how I got a job in the Metropolitan Police Department."

As he said that, he smiled and touched the back of his head, "It's really cool to be able to kill monsters like ghosts, and you must feel very proud."

"Although I can't help you today, you can come to me if you need my help in the future."

Then, Zhengnan suddenly wrapped his clothes tightly, looked at the sky and said to himself: "Hey, why do I feel so cold all of a sudden..."

On the other side, the man in white didn't notice the sudden drop in temperature, but suddenly said: "What if I just need your help right now?"

"Then tell me first..."

Zhengnan turned his head, but unfortunately, through the layers of white hair on the other's forehead, he saw a blood-red eye with vertical pupils.

That eye was like a shattered ruby ​​mirror, reflecting dozens of identical young faces that gradually became frightened, and were finally swallowed by countless bug-like bloodshots.

This person who was dressed up like Undead Kawa Miniya was none other than Kimai Tsuji.

"You talk a little too much, which brings back a lot of bad memories for me."

Slowly and steadily, he tore off Zhengnan's tongue, and threw it in the snow outside, like throwing away excess fruit peel.

"For example, the world's first Japanese sword, the name is Onikiri..."

……

"Snapped!"

A stack of papers with a lot of blank space was slammed on the table.

The assistant to the director slammed his knuckles on it heavily, making the entire desk muffled, and the veins on his neck throbbed wildly, as if infected with some terrible terminal illness.

"What do you mean you can't find it? Don't you ask those who are familiar with them to make insinuations? It's not that you are asked to interrogate, why can't you find it?!"

"It's fine if you don't know how to handle cases! You don't even know how to chat?"

A subordinate standing opposite him replied: "Sir, these people are well-trained, and each of them seems to have been on guard for a long time, and they didn't mention those things at all."

"Don't tell me that you are well-trained!"

All the documents on the table flew up, fluttered and fell all over the floor.

"They have been trained, and you guys have also received officer training!"

"Just a few simple questions—"

"Since they don't know where the headquarters is, how can they receive instructions?"

"Where do you stay if you don't have a mission?"

"Where do you go for treatment when you're injured?"

"Where did you attend the training again?"

"That kind of special martial art is something like kendo, can ordinary people learn it..."

"The result? You searched for a whole day, but you didn't find even one!"

The assistant to the director's face turned red, and his voice became louder and louder. He was a different person when he usually warned the director.

"You say, what should I give to the Director? How can he give to the cabinet?"

"When the time comes to investigate, should I be removed from the position of the director, or from your positions?"

"Um?!"

The few people on the opposite side fell silent immediately, and hurriedly bowed and apologized, saying that they must have dedicated themselves to death and then shared the leaders' worries and other nonsense.

"What's the use of me wanting you to die? I want you to get things done for me!"

In the end, the very annoyed assistant director could only calm down and asked while massaging his temples: "Since these regular team members can't find out, what is that..."

Someone reminded: "Yue Yue."

"Yes, it's this person. I greeted you before. This person is not a regular team member, but he made a move against our people. He can be tortured directly."

The assistant to the director asked with a sullen face, "Is there any useful information from him?"

"Well...we beat him hard, but this brat's mouth is stinky and hard, and he said that if he wants to get any information from him, then..."

"Just what?"

"You have to pay off his gambling debts first, then reward him with a large sum of money, and then promise him a job in the military and police in the name of the government, and be responsible for protecting his safety. These conditions have exceeded the capabilities of the subordinates." The scope for making decisions..."

"Did you hear that? How crazy! He's even threatening us!"

The assistant director almost laughed angrily, and when he calmed down, he said casually: "A sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid, how much gambling debt can he have? First promise him, and finally come to the police station to clean up. Isn't it also the work of the military and police? As for Safety, there is nothing to say about it, whether the ghost killing team can still get in. All conditions are agreed to him, let him speak first, and there will be ways to teach him in the future."

The people below suddenly laughed, and lamented how innocent this little ghost named Yue Yue was.

But they couldn't laugh for long.

A sharp whistle suddenly sounded from outside the office, the rhythm was short but the frequency was extremely high, followed by shouts one after another, in a chaotic mess.

"..."

The office suddenly fell silent, and everyone held their breath, trying to hear the movement outside.

The assistant to the director frowned, why the whistle blew in the middle of the night, but when he walked to the window, no one could be seen outside.

Although the whistle gave him a very ominous feeling, after all, this is the Metropolitan Police Department, the headquarters of the Tokyo Police, and the Ministry of War is not far from here, so there is no reason to feel uneasy.

"Is there anyone else who can't escape from prison?"

But thinking of Huang Yue's performance when he resisted arrest last night, the assistant director opened the drawer and took out a delicate pistol, and walked aggressively to the door.

"Let's go and see what's going on together?"

……

At this time, in the office hall on the second floor, more than 20 long and short modern firearms surrounded Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan dressed in Fengzhu from all directions.

In addition, there are more than 20 shiny sabers ready to go.

Which weapon to use depends on whether the officer wants to kill or capture this guy alive.

Oni Wu Tsuji stood in the middle of the muzzle of the black hole without any tension, his right hand tightly clasped Masao's neck, blocking the silent policeman in front of him.

As for himself, he looked around like a tourist, but his red eyes were tightly blocked.

The unique blood-red eyes are the only flaw in his mimicry transformation.

In fact, with Onimu Tsuji's body, he is naturally not afraid of these guns, unless it is a shell, he can't even pierce him.

But considering that today he is going to play the hateful Immortal Kawasami, if he is too strong, it will cause the police to fear the Ghost Slayer Squad.

Only by showing enough threat, and providing some vulnerability, can they have the courage to trouble the ghost slaying team.

Speaking of which, the reason why he came here was because of what happened at noon today, which seriously hurt the self-esteem of Onimai Tsuji.

The dignified ancestor of ghosts at the top of the earth's food chain was shaken free from fear by a human who just stepped into the threshold of the pillar, not to mention that guy directly dug out his flesh and blood infected with the blood of his ghost king.

That ugly face with those disgusting eyes and scars all over his face, saying that he is trash and spreading diseases everywhere, that is even more unforgivable!
It's obviously just an ant that escaped by chance!

But his anger was only on the surface. What really made Onimai Tsuji feel bad was the healing method that Immortal Kawa Miniya used to treat Katsuno Kusaki, and the sonic attack method that even disturbed him for a second.

If the ghost killers can also recover quickly like ghosts——

How can ghosts under twelve ghost months in Japan survive?
There is also that strange green seed, which is a weird thing that even he has not been able to adapt to.

The old man who controls flames, Zenichiro Ashina who controls lightning, ghosts and purple flames, and the increasingly weird ghost killing team (in fact, there is only one source), and the missing brothers and sisters of Fallen Princess...

One pile, one piece, all beyond his control!

In just a few days, the uneasiness and fear in Guiwu Tsuji's heart were almost close to the time when he escaped from Ji Guoyuan's knife.

So, desperate and timid as a mouse, he thought about it all afternoon, and decided to push the immature method——

Use humans against humans.

Since the conflict between the police and the Ghost Killing Squad wasn't intense enough, he would add it to the fire.

So, taking advantage of the fact that the sun in the temple was staying in the barracks tonight and would not go home, Oni Wu Tsuji Wuyou changed into the appearance of Immortal Kawa Miniya and came to the door.

After all, among the existing ghosts, he is the only one who can possess such transformation ability.

Besides, he just wanted to crush some bugs to death, so he could vent his anger.

(End of this chapter)