I can't be invincible through Tokyo

Chapter 42 Evil Spirit Possessed
Qiao Shuya told the Mumu Police Department not to keep the scene anymore, after all, no normal person would be able to stand up to this abstract thing after seeing it.

Originally, he thought that he and his little apprentice were too young and had little experience, but looking at Lao Chen like this, he guessed that this kind of abstract situation was too early for normal earth creatures.

In the later stage of the Metropolitan Police Department that followed, many people had pale faces, and they probably suffered a lot of mental damage. It can be seen that the criminals had a very strong personality when they turned Akutagawa Ayumi into "Ayumi Sauce". personal emotions in it.

It may even be the kind of hatred, which is why the people in the Metropolitan Police Department can quickly lock on him.

How to put this matter, Qiao Shuya even thinks that this kind of Shibuya hot girl who is in prison will die as soon as she dies. Living in the world will only make rice expensive, but a strange monster who has already launched a formal revenge is the most important thing. The real key point.

Even, letting a layer that can be stacked at any time dangle on one's own site, and not stacking it by oneself, it is simply unacceptable.

"Brother Qiao, the analysis section of the Metropolitan Police Department has made a detailed plan. Since the strange demon is still in the first stage, since he took revenge for the first time, he will definitely take revenge for the second and third times...until he is completely defeated by the strange demon." The devil swallows it," said Mumu Police Department,

"So, we decided to arrange special police to monitor the enemies in front of Ichiro Hirata, including his boss, his colleagues, the people who beat him, etc. If there is any problem, we will notify you, Brother Qiao, as soon as possible. Please also ask you Stay in touch 24 hours a day…”

Speaking of this, the Mumu Police Department seemed very embarrassed.

Originally, he thought that this incident might be solved quickly when the watchman came, but he found that it was not just a strange demon incident, but also had a deep problem in District 11. As for the root of the problem, he didn't dare to think about it. Dare to solve it.

"No problem." Qiao Shuya also agreed.

Qiao Shuya and the others are planning to return to the office temporarily, after all, they can't help much here, and they don't really want to get involved in the matter of monitoring Hirata Ichiro's enemies.

Tokyo is too big, and it is not easy to find a needle in a haystack in such a metropolis to find a person who is possessed by a strange demon.

"Analysis Section, are there any problems with Hirata Ichiro's other enemies?" After Qiao Shuya left, Megure Police Department asked the police officers of the Analysis Section.

"There is no problem, but the other enemies have not yet received revenge..."

The Megure Police Department suddenly felt very strange. It had been more than half a day, and only Akutagawa Ayumi was killed. This was not the same as the strange monsters he encountered before.

When he was the chief inspector, in cases of demon possession, usually after the first revenge, the possessed person would completely fall into uncontrollable desire and run wildly on the downhill road of self-destruction.

This first stage, on the contrary, is the easiest way to judge whether a person is possessed by a strange demon.

Because this stage is the moment when all the dark desires of the possessed person expand most violently, and in the second stage, it is difficult to find...

……

In a sewer in Shinjuku, a messy middle-aged man woke up.

He came to the sewer randomly, washed his face with not very clean water, and tidied up his face a little.

His name is Hirata Ichiro, and he was originally just an ordinary account manager of an intermediary company.

He is not a native of Tokyo, but a foreigner who came to this big city to pursue his dreams. Perhaps, like thousands of ordinary social animals in this city, he will find a wife who is neither good-looking nor ugly. Working hard for decades to buy a small apartment.

Then when his child is born, he will be able to have the identity of a "Tokyo native", and he will also have a hut of his own in the Tokyo metropolis, realizing a small leap in class. There is no need to work more than 16 hours a day like him.

For a long time, he imagined the future like this under the starry sky.

However, everything was ruined. He didn't know what he did wrong and why he became like this. Everything ran counter to his wishes. He changed from an account manager of a company to a homeless man and even a murderer. A few days passed.

He tidied himself up a bit, trying not to look like a tramp, but at most just a down-and-out, sloppy uncle.

He didn't know what happened to him, maybe his personality was split, and there was always a voice in his heart asking him to take revenge and realize all his dark desires.

Whether it's imprisoning one of his favorite idols in the underground, or robbing a bank to become a millionaire, or killing everyone who has conflicted with him... the voice in his heart has always tempted him like this ...

But he just came to a pier, bought a bag of potato chips and a bottle of soda in this convenience store, ate potato chips, drank soda, and watched the ups and downs of the tide until night fell.

At night, the metropolis of Tokyo, the city that never sleeps, officially showed its vitality, with neon lights everywhere, and various electronic screens hanging on many high-rise buildings, displaying various advertisements on them.

He stopped for a while, and saw the sweet idol students in an advertisement, singing their new album.

"As long as you want, all these women can be imprisoned by you, become your private playthings, and completely become your tools in the basement...your reproductive machines..."

In the bottom of my heart, that temptation rose again.

But Hirata Ichiro just shook his head, and he said in words that only he could hear: "No, they will have a better life than me..."

"Yesterday, the tyranny you killed that woman was not like this. I can feel your hatred and unwillingness."

"But that's the only enemy I have, and I don't have any other wishes, so let's do it..." Ichiro Hirata threw the garbage in his hand into the trash can, and said.

When leaving the pier, he accidentally bumped into someone, and quickly bowed and apologized: "Smi Masai, red bean puree Smi Masai..."

as always.

"Tieba, did you do it on purpose?" One person rolled up his sleeves angrily.

"Forget it, forget it, I have to work later, let's let this trivial matter go." Another person who tried to persuade the fight next to him said.

This situation that might have escalated into a bloody incident quickly dissipated invisible. Hirata Ichiro just strolled by the pier, as if he just wanted to find a sewer where he could take a rest.

"You can kill the guy who spoke badly to you. Now you are not a social animal. You have unparalleled power. Your power can make you realize any wish!"

"Did your wish come true?" Hirata Ichiro murmured.

"Yes, any wish can come true."

"Then I just want to have a whole bag of potato chips on the pier..." He silently looked at the direction of the sea. This was his favorite thing to do when he was a child, but he hasn't seen the sea for a long time since he started working.

No time, but also to save money to buy a house.

Even buying a bottle of soda will hurt a bit.

(End of this chapter)