Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 46 Don't Look At God

on this painting.

It is a shrine at night.

Below the torii gate are two statues of foxes sitting opposite each other. Obviously, it is the largest and most common Inari shrine in Japan.

Under the dark tones, the entire shrine looks quiet, mysterious, and reveals an indescribable strange atmosphere.

In the picture, some people wearing black robes can be vaguely seen.

Looking at their movements, it looks like they are running away in a hurry?

And what made them flee could only be...

At the top of the screen, there was a bloody sword light fixed in the night sky.

This knife seemed to split the entire shrine in half!

There is still a line of small words in the corner of the picture.

[The scene in the painting will come true at some point. 】

Looking at this painting, Hideko Yamai's heart skipped a beat and murmured, "This shrine... looks familiar."

"Have I ever been here?"

She suddenly felt a little dizzy, she held her forehead for a while, took another sip of coffee, and then calmed down.

"No matter what, I want to go to this shrine."

"You can't miss such big news!"
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at the same time.

An Yuan Du also forwarded similar content on his account.

It attracted comments from netizens.

"Appeared! A mysterious prophetic painting!"

"This is already the fourth time. I got it right every time before! I don't know how it will be this time."

"But, it's the bloody swordsman again? Doesn't the painter have a crush on him?"

"Iron crush!"

"Which shrine is this? Why don't I remember it..."

"It's boring. Stop forwarding boring stuff, otherwise it will be unblocked."

"..."

With the increase in the number of subscriptions, Yasuhara's influence has gradually expanded, and the number of people discussing it is much higher than before, and it is easier to make some strange remarks.
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this day.

In the dead of night.

Under the night, several police cars drove quietly and quickly surrounded a shrine.

Wearing a bulletproof vest and a helmet, Naoto Tamaki sat in a car fully armed.

His expression was solemn, and his thick eyebrows were so furrowed that he could pinch two green beans. He looked at the man beside him and asked, "Mr. Saito, is this the shrine?"

"For this operation, I issued a military order and completely put my police career on the line."

Saito Aya has a delicate appearance, wearing simple white clothes, with a circle of milky white spiritual beads hanging on her chest, including a dark magatama.

I can't tell what material it is made of, but it has a mysterious charm lingering around it.

He is the "27th generation descendant of Shinin-ryu psychic medium" in the weird eye chat group. After contacting Naoto Tamaki, he was hired to solve this large-scale abduction case.

"no need to worry."

Saito Aya smiled calmly and said: "You bet on your career as a police officer, why don't I bet on my reputation as a true psychic medium?"

"Of course I will do my best."

Hearing this, Naoto Tamaki's expression relaxed a little.

His recent misfortunes can be described as one after another, from the beautiful girl Phantom Thief destroying the organization's plan to annihilate the organization, to the reappearance of the Despair Tram, to being tricked by the invisible female reporter.

Unlucky old man!

After the live broadcast on TV, his superiors severely punished Naoto Tamaki and almost dismissed him.

In order to prove his ability, Naoto Tamaki had no choice but to issue a military order, ensuring that the mastermind of the case would be captured within three days.

"Oh, I hope the bloody swordsman won't show up tonight."

Naoto Tamaki sighed: "I suspect that this guy and I are destined to be in conflict. Every time he makes a move, I will be unlucky."

Saito Ling gave him a strange look: "Your behavior is generally called flagging."

Naoto Tamaki: "..."

He glanced outside the car window. Many police officers were nervously arranging, and snipers were on standby at high altitudes.

This operation has mobilized all the elites from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

Police force and weapons are more abundant than ever.

But Naoto Tamaki still felt unsure.

Because based on the discoveries in the first few strongholds, he could already confirm that this organization was indeed sacrificing to some kind of existence, and a considerable number of its victims had been sacrificed to Him.

Will the believers in the organization gain some inhuman power as a result, or will they really summon that existence?

This is still an unknown.

Naoto Tamaki knew clearly that no matter how powerful the weapons in the world were, they could not cause harm to that kind of thing.

Naoto Tamaki asked: "Mr. Saito, can you divine the bad luck of this operation?"

"Unfortunately, no."

Saito Ling shook her head: "I am already in the game. Divining events related to me will only lead to deviations in the results."

"And I smell a very dangerous atmosphere from this shrine."

"Some psychics who do not know how to live or die will rely on their abilities to spy and sense 'things over there' at will, but they do not know that if they encounter a truly terrifying existence, it is only a matter of conscious contact. It will cause great disaster, ranging from mental disorder to death on the spot."

“The more you see it, the more unfortunate it becomes.”

"Therefore, there is a saying in the ancestral teachings of Shinin-ryu spiritual mediums - Do not look directly at God."

Naoto Tamaki felt his scalp numb when he heard this: "Are the existences in the shrine so scary?"

Saito Aya smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous."

"How can there be gods in this era? Even if there are, they are just false gods."

Naoto Tamaki wanted to ask a few more questions, but a question suddenly rang out in his headset.

"Tamaki Police Department, we are ready, please give instructions!"

Naoto Tamaki no longer hesitated, opened the car door and walked towards the police officers.

At this time, he looked back and was surprised to find Saito Ling also following him.

"Mr. Saito?"

Saito Aya said calmly: "I said, I will go all out."

Naoto Tamaki felt a little touched in his heart, and said in a deep voice through the headset: "The action begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, many police officers poured into the shrine from all directions.

Since the criminals probably still have hostages in their hands, their actions must be fast, accurate, and ruthless!

But none of them saw that a female reporter with bright red lips also entered the torii of the shrine.

At this moment, the door inside the shrine suddenly opened!
The mysterious and strange aura suddenly spurted out, sweeping across like a wave.

Then, the gray mist dispersed, like a roaring beast, covering the entire shrine in the blink of an eye.

The expressions of the police officers waiting outside all changed.

"This, what is this?"

"What a weird mist..."

Just looking at the gray fog, they felt a strong sense of danger.

The biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages makes them not want to get close to this place.

"Beep……"

There was a strange electrical sound coming from the headset.

Outside the shrine, Naoto Tamaki's heart sank and he asked: "If you hear what Group A has heard, please reply!"

"Group B, please reply if you hear this!"

"Group C..."

The inquiries were like silence, but there was no response.

The shrine shrouded in gray fog in front of me seemed to have become a space isolated from reality.

Once you step in, you can never go back.

(End of this chapter)