Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Furutekawa was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Has a disaster struck?"

"It's not clear, but 10 minutes ago, Misfortune issued a letter of challenge to the Tokyo Special Section, threatening to destroy the special section of Bunkyo within the next week to avenge the dead cadres, and let me clean up and wait for him by the way."

The young man couldn't help lowering his eyebrows: "The next week? He's so crazy! Does he really dare to attack the special department?"

"I don't know! We also guessed that he was probably trying to make a fool of himself. Mingxiu plank road to secretly hide Chencang... But he didn't know where the west side was, so he wanted to hide Chencang! So the head of the Hudan section suggested that I go out to patrol, In this way, the attention of the disaster will be prioritized here..."

"The proposal passed?"

"Not yet, but if any serious incident occurs later, I really have to go out." Ishikawa Yasuhiro's voice was extremely complicated.

The situation has gotten a little out of control. Once the evil spirits go crazy, no one will think that this is just a small fight. At that time, it will be completely out of their hands whether they will die or not.

But if he really wants to get to that point, he must first kill the section chief, that soul, if it wasn't for his initial design...

"Don't panic." Kamito Furukawa comforted him: "Maybe the disaster will really make you unable to figure it out. Do you have to go to the special department?"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro was silent over there, and smiled wryly: "If that's the case, then we may not be able to resist it. Disasters are not a single-minded person. They must be done after they have enough confidence. At that time... ..."

"This..." Furutegawa Kamimi thought for a long time, and finally he could only say: "I will try my best to rush there when the time comes."

"Furutegawa, I feel a lot more at ease with your words..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with gratitude: "I am on the way to the headquarters now, trying to apply for a long sword of high quality. If it goes well, we can get it tonight." Let's meet."

Kamito Furutogawa was going to say no, but he swallowed the words again, and said in a deep voice, "Ishikawa-san, protective armor is too expensive, what armor do I need? Don't prepare it for me! You Just bring more information about monsters, especially red ghosts, nightmare girls and big stone monsters, these are the most important things!"

On the other end of the phone, Ishikawa Yasuhiro, who was on his way, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said, "I see, I'll steal it again... No, I'll borrow another set of armor, and as for the required materials, we'll talk about it when we meet tonight."

Kamito Furutegawa hung up the phone, heaving a sigh, it's nice to have a friend who is on errand.

He turned around and went back to the hotpot restaurant, looking at the beef rolls that were already half missing, he couldn't help squinting Bai Chuanwang, are you a pig?Actually eat so much!

He poured the remaining beef rolls into the pot, asked the boss for seven bowls of rice, and ate them all together with vegetables and meat.

After we were full, we went to pay the bill together, then went out and left.

It's not that I don't want to study, the main thing is that the smell of hot pot is a bit strong.

Even if he didn't care, the girls refused to agree, they had to go home and change their clothes before coming back.

When they arrived at the gate of the commercial street, they separated and went back to their homes.

Furutegawa Shinmi and Mikazuki Haruka returned to the room, went to the bathroom together, picked up the toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste on it, and brushed their teeth in front of the mirror.

There are two people, one big and one small, and the picture is inexplicably harmonious.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Kamito Furudegawa looked at the girl in the mirror and said, "I'm going to go out to patrol the streets in the next few nights, and I may go to a farther place, so I may not be able to come back until very late."

Sanriyue Qingkong pursed her lips, and said seriously: "Please pay attention to safety, if there is danger, don't try to be brave... In fact, there are many other very safe jobs, even if the pay is not so much, it doesn't matter if you are poor. As long as you can get into a good university..."

"I'm not worried about my own safety." Furutekawa Shinmi shook his head, stretched out his hand and pinched the girl's cheek: "On the contrary, when you are alone at home, you must lock the doors and windows and protect yourself."

"Furutegawa, I've been living independently for three years, don't underestimate me!" Sanriyue Qingkong resisted the warm feeling in his heart, raised his chin slightly, and let out a coquettish snort.

Furutekawa was amused at the sight, and then seriously warned: "Don't go out to work next week, wait until next week."

Seeing his serious appearance, Sanriyue nodded and said in a low voice, "I'll listen to you."

Finally, the girl hesitated, closed her eyes suddenly, gritted her teeth, took his hand, and pressed it tremblingly in front of her.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Guate Chuan saw that his mind suddenly went blank... Happiness came so suddenly.

"Please, please don't take too much risk... I, I will wait for you to come back."

Chapter 140 Seven Demon Tokyo (8) (19/[-]) (seeking monthly ticket for subscription)

For a whole afternoon, Furutegawa Kamijian practiced his physical fitness for five hours at a stretch in the yard as if he had been spayed with chicken blood.

Xiao Niaoyou next door rested his head on his hands, looking strange.

This is not the Furutegawa she is familiar with...

Until nightfall, when a car without the slightest sign parked in front of his house, his face was still glowing red.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro, who looked haggard and had deep dark circles under his eyes, looked at him so vigorously, and his heart was inexplicably filled with a sense of security for a moment, as if seeing a life-saving straw, he was only two tears away.

He didn't talk nonsense, and handed over the two boxes in his hand, hesitating for a moment, and whispered: "Just use it, don't worry about whether it will be broken."

Furutegawa Shinmi gave a thumbs up.

The two of them worked together not once or twice. Ishikawa was quite relieved of Guatechuan's credit, and pointed to another box: "The sword inside is made of very special materials, and it is somewhat demonic, and its power cannot be enhanced. Not much, but there is some danger, so be careful."

He didn't wait for Kotegawa God to open his mouth, and continued: "The password is still the same as before. The sword and the protective armor are the same. I borrowed them and need to return them when they are used up."

Furutegawa Shinmi looked disappointed.

Well, another time-limited experience card.

He opened the box, took out a visor that looked like metal but was much lighter than metal, and sniffed it closely. There was no smell at all, and it was brand new.

Yes, although it is an experience card, Ishikawa is quite interesting.

"I hope Misfortune won't take advantage of my time at school to cause trouble." Furutegawa Shinmi said humorously.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro shook his head slightly: "The protection of the special department will be a little weaker at night. If he really wants to attack the special department, he will definitely choose at night. By the way, I have copied all the materials you want and put them under the box , burn it after watching it..."

Kamito Furutekawa nodded, and was about to speak, but suddenly seemed to feel something, turned his head, and looked towards the North District.

Under the dark night sky there, a spark soared high into the sky, and then exploded into a huge ball of fireworks.

It's just that the fireworks bloomed a little strangely, like a dog's head with a pockmarked face.

He was a little surprised: "Is there a fireworks festival tonight?"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro next to him looked serious to the extreme, and his voice was a little urgent: "It's the Evil Spirit Society! Those lunatics are calling their companions! They've already arrived in Tokyo!"

Yasuhiro Ishikawa's voice became more and more urgent as he spoke, and even his body trembled.

Guate Chuan guessed that he must have been shaking because he was too excited.

The days of being missed are finally over, at least I can sleep well when I go back at night.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro reached out his hand to find a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and exhaled the smoke ring. Only then did he calm down a little. He got into the car, picked up the communicator, and listened to the noisy yelling inside.

Probably let everyone immediately bring all the equipment and rush to the North District.

The special department in the North District is a bunch of idiots, with a serious shortage of manpower, so Wenjing often runs at both ends.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa hung up the phone and looked at Kamito Furudegawa.

The latter nodded, turned around and said, "Wait for me to change my clothes."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa naturally had no objection, and even asked him to help change it.

Furutekawa returned to the bedroom with the suitcase, closed the door, first put on the unmarked uniform of the special department that had only been worn twice, then put on the protective armor, and finally put on gloves as thin as silk, and put on the handle The "Limited Time Experience Card Demon Sword" was taken out of the box, received in the sword bag inside, and carried out.

Sanriyue stood in the living room and looked at him, her eyes slightly disturbed.

"Don't worry, lock the doors and windows." Furutegawa Kamimi smiled gently, and put the mask on his face, adding traces of mystery to his heroic appearance.

He waved his hand, went out to get in the car, and rushed towards the north area amidst the rapidly slipping tires.

Sanriyue stood on tiptoe at the door and watched until the taillights of the car disappeared at the corner of the street, then locked the door, turned off all the lights in the house, held the hammer by herself, and hid in the bed of Furutekawa Kamimi's bedroom, with only two eyes exposed ,, silently looking at the dark room.

She rubbed her head against the pillow, covered the quilt into a ball, and held it in her arms.

……

The car quickly drove into the North District. Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked solemnly. Near the place where the fireworks rose, he stepped on the brakes and took out a box from the side. Inside were a pistol and two boxes of bullets with silvery luster.

"This is a special bullet for removing spirits. It can usually deal with resentful spirits, and it is also extremely lethal to evil spirits, but it will not work if it is higher..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with a heavy voice: "For tasks with a difficulty of five or more, you need to Onmyoji and priests who possess supernatural power cooperate to deal with it, and the standard configuration of the spirit removal team is a person from a special department, an onmyoji, and a priest."

"Only priests and onmyojis are allowed?"

"No, monks, samurai, some schools of ancient mystic arts, Chinese Taoism and the Western Holy See all have means to deal with monsters..." Yasuhiro Ishikawa looked at him and said something strange.

Furutegawa Shinmi nodded slightly.

Ordinary bullets are ineffective against ghosts and evil spirits. They may be lethal to pure blood monsters, but probably not enough to kill them in a few shots. Therefore, it is undoubtedly a very dangerous choice to fight monsters with guns.

Even some monsters can foresee the danger in advance, and will hide and lurk, thus causing greater destructive consequences. Perhaps this is why some missions would rather be left alone than rashly eliminated?

If you are not completely sure, once you are escaped by a monster, the consequences will often be disastrous.

He filled the magazine with bullets, tightened his jacket, put another protective armor mask on his face, opened the door and got out of the car, and said to Guatechuan worriedly by the way: "Don't stay too far away from me! I am Very weak, and in addition to going out in a hurry, I didn't even bring a close-up knife..."

Furutegawa Shinmi looked at him through the mask and nodded slightly.

The two walked forward hand in hand.

There was a dead silence around, not even a light, and only a faint smell of sulfur remained in the air.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked around, frowned, and couldn't believe that they were the first to arrive. He hesitated: "Let's go back first, and wait for the others to come."

Furutegawa Kamimi next to him just focused on his nose, and his sense of smell increased a little bit.

The smell of fireworks, smoke, soil, inexplicable stench... and the strong bloody smell, all the smells rushed into his nose in an instant, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and said with disgust: "There is a lot of bloody smell in front, or Shall I go and have a look?"

"Blood smell?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro was taken aback for a moment, and he also moved his nose to sniff, but he didn't smell a fart.

"You just smoked..." Furutekawa Shinmi said, took out the long sword from the sword pouch, and took the lead: "Come with me."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa did not follow, nor did he not follow. Finally, after thinking about it, he still felt that it would be safer to be by Furutekawa Shinmi's side, so he could only step forward and follow closely: "Beware of an ambush!"

Chapter 140 Eight Demons Tokyo ([-])

Under the dark sky, Furutegawa Shinmi and Ishikawa Yasuhiro walked slowly, and the disgusting smell of blood in the air became clearer and clearer.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro released the safety of the pistol, loaded the bullet, looked back and forth very uneasy, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart.

Kotekawa Kamimi stopped in front of a brightly lit homestay, the tip of his nose moved slightly, he raised his head and said, "There is something inside, are you waiting for me here, or go in together?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ishikawa Yasuhiro said in a deep voice, "Of course I followed him every step of the way!"

Seeing the silence, Kamito Furudegawa didn't object to follow, but it's just that the distance from the tip of the nose to the tip of the nose is not right no matter what you think?

He resisted the man's approach, stretched out his hand and pulled him behind him, and then pushed him back: "It's better to put a little distance away... Let go, I can take care of you!"

The middle-aged uncle gave up, let go of the hem of his clothes, held the handle of the gun with both hands, pointed at the hotel with the open door in front, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"