Goddess of Conan Guardian

The whole of Tokyo, shrouded in that quiet night...

One more evil incident after another is still happening...

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This is located next to the Cuphu Department Store, at a crossroads in the middle of the road...

The originally bustling and noisy streets have returned to the silence of the night, and there is no longer a pedestrian, only the street lights are still automatically switching colors mechanically...

In the phone booth on the street corner, a fashionably dressed young girl with a necklace and thick-soled shoes stood next to a car that was still starting. It seemed that her mobile phone was out of power, so she chose to choose. Get out of the car and answer the phone at the phone booth on the side of the road.

Just when the young girl finished the phone call and walked out of the phone booth, she suddenly noticed that something was wrong behind her. It seemed to be the sound of friction caused by an iron tool being dragged on the ground...

However, just when she wanted to look back, she was hit hard on the head, and then her eyes went black and she fell to the ground, unconscious...

Behind her, stood a man with a blood-stained iron rod, a round velvet hat and large sunglasses covering his face, and even his chin was wrapped in a scarf.

After severely wounding the young girl in front of him, the man had no intention of giving up. Instead, he clenched the big iron rod in both hands, walked up to her, raised his arms, and slammed again and again. Next, it was obvious that he was not going to leave anything alive, and he was accompanied by a hoarse male voice full of resentment:

"You are all a bunch of demons..."

"It's all a group of little witches who pretend to be innocent, but kill people without blinking..."

"If it's a demon, there's no value in living. I want to represent justice and come to judge you..."

"You all go to hell!"

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This is an apartment located near Shimokitazawa Station...

The residents in the apartment have already fallen asleep...

In a dark corner next to the apartment...

A man with long hair wearing a gray peaked cap, holding bundles of old newspapers in his hands, first piled up in the corner of the apartment, then took out a small gasoline drum, and put the piles of old newspapers and the apartment. The outer walls of the house are all filled with gasoline...

Finally, the man took out a matchbox, and with a light stroke, a matchstick with flames ignited everything in front of him...

Looking at the flames slowly rising in front of me...

The man raised his head, revealing his hideous and twisted face, only to hear his almost obsessive excitement:

"Haha, well done, my good children, grow up quickly, be more prosperous..."

"Use your flaming claws to your heart's content, and leave your own traces on this sinful country..."

"In this way, there is only one place left, and on the eve of the celebration, it can be completed..."

"At that time, this corrupt city will ignite a red flame..."

"This carnival celebration full of justice is about to begin!"

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This is a small bar-style restaurant right next to Yotsuya station...  

At this time, the bar is already closed...

However, on the inner bar of the bar, there was an old male figure sitting...

He first looked up at the wall clock on the wall, then heaved a sigh of relief, then put two ice cubes into the fine wine glass on the table, shook it and drank it, and then showed a relieved smile. , said slowly:

"After a few days, the effective prosecution period for that case was completely invalid..."

"I will no longer be a sinner..."

"justice……"

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This is a small barren mountain in Tokyo. Although it is remote and desolate, it is also considered a beautiful scenery...

Under the moonlight, I saw a middle-aged man holding a white chrysanthemum on the hillside...

The man was wearing a suit and black-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he looked like a gentle company white-collar worker.

At this moment, he is standing in front of a pile of small mounds, which seems to be a nameless solitary grave...

The man first gave a big salute to the lonely grave, and then put the white flower in his hand on the grave, and then slowly said with a tone of endless nostalgia and grief:

"It's been almost seven years since the incident of that year. Now, who can remember you except my partner?"

"I told you a long time ago, the police, there is no good thing, you don't believe it! For what stupid kindness, you fell into the trap of those despicable villains and were forced to die!"

"If this hadn't happened, we should have taken the huge sum of money that we got, and went abroad to enjoy the glory and wealth as originally planned."

"Forget it, it's useless to say this now. Don't worry, I'm different from those hateful guys. Since we used to share weal and woe, I will definitely avenge your revenge."

"Of course, there will be no shortage of 'sacrifices' prepared for you every year..."

"Just, I don't know which 'selfless' and 'just' police officers will be the 'sacrifice' this year..."

Speaking of this, the man's slightly gentle face has also transformed into endless hatred and madness...

Chapter 0366 The counterattack of the scumbag

In the morning of the next day, the bright sun shone down on the earth, dispelling all the darkness of the night...