Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

Xiaoniao Youhuawu covered her mouth, such a big piece of gold was even better than her singing for a year!

Youjia's head was even more dizzy.

She has pocket money of [-], ah no, [-] yen a month.

More than 1000 million... Yes, how many years' pocket money is it?

She doesn't know how to solve this problem.

Even Sanriyue Qingkong couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

This is wealth she has never seen in her life...

"It's just a windfall, a windfall, and we'll all have a share later." Kamito Furukawa put down the firewood, tried to reduce the gap in their hearts, and explained: "This kind of thing usually doesn't happen? Right?"

The girls thought about it carefully and nodded subconsciously.

It's really hard to come across.

The little priest next to him suddenly became more diligent, lit firewood, fetched water for him to wash his hands, and brought him a clean towel.

Seeing that he felt a little uncomfortable being taken care of by him, Kamito Furukawa subconsciously said, "Don't worry, I have your share... Be normal, I'm getting goosebumps."

The little priest didn't take it seriously, anyway, it's not like the kind of siblings who share a share, if that's the case, he can't grab it.

He got up and said, "I'm going back, don't call me if you have nothing to do!"

"Hey..." Guate Chuan Shenjian stretched out Erkang's hand: "Let me squeeze tonight."

His tent was full of water and could no longer live in it.

"Sorry, there is no place!" The little priest refused to let go of this.

"Huh? Aren't you alone?" Gude Chuan looked surprised in his eyes.

Bai Chuan Hutao pulled his wet clothes and squeezed his eyes: "There are times when he can't speak! How about it, you can squeeze with us tonight, we believe in you."

The bird on the opposite side, Youhuawu, was taken aback for a moment, bit her lower lip, and mustered up her courage to say, "I, we also have room in our tent!"

"I would also like to give you some space." Youjia said with averted eyes from the gold, looking at Furutegawa Kamimi, the more pleasing it became.

In the end, Sanriyue Qingkong, who did not speak, reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

It was the first time for Furutegawa Kamimi to enjoy this kind of treatment, and he couldn't help but feel a little turbulent.

Although not necessarily a good thing.

But at least this moment of being cared about is quite useful.

Chapter 190 I'm Still a Child

It was late at night, and the ashes of the bonfire were extinguished by a bucket of water. Furutegawa Shinmi, who was still lying on the chair, leaned back and looked at the Milky Way with his arms on his pillow.

The girls couldn't bear the drowsiness anymore and went back to the tent.

Although they were very happy and agreed that he would squeeze in the past.

But the specifications of the tent did not allow him to enter at all.

He was really (referring to his physique) too big, and the tent couldn't bear it even if he wanted to.

If you had to forcefully squeeze in, the three of you might end up with no place to sleep.

He also couldn't get in the tent that the little priest bought, which was slightly bigger than a single person.

In desperation, he could only dismantle his tent, shake off the water, put two chairs inside, and prepare to spend the night just like that.

There are some good things about it: all the folding chairs he bought are folding chairs that can put his feet on them, similar to beach chairs, and can be used as a small bed when they are flat, but they are not particularly uncomfortable.

Of course, if you choose to meditate, you may open and close your eyes, and the night will pass, but in this environment in the wild, especially in the lake, there is a talking cockroach, especially since he just beat it, So I really couldn't sit in meditation with peace of mind and could only sleep lightly.

Well, he regretted it a little.

Why choose to go camping in this wild place where birds don't shit?There are no shops in front of the village or behind the village.

If you go to a hot spring hotel to soak in hot springs, or rent a villa in a good place, isn't it better than this?

He pulled the blanket over him and closed his eyes little by little.

……

At the same time, in Tokyo, in the Bunkyo Special Division Branch which is open all year round.

Yasuhiro Ishikawa, who had just taken a nap and was called up again, glanced at the assistant in front of him while drinking coffee, with two panda eyes on his face.

Since he was promoted to be the head of the class a few days ago, besides work, there is still work in front of him, oh, there are also assistants walking around.

Because the previous assistant was already in the shape of the former section chief, the second thing he did when he took office was to strongly demand that the assistant be replaced.

So there is the current assistant Qiao.

This assistant did not disappoint him, it was an existence that he, and even the whole class, could not ignore.

"Why did you come to work again? Was Ando so busy when Hun Dan was around?" He thought blankly, and seriously wondered if he had neglected his duties when he was the head of the class and left all the work behind. All left to him.

"That soul..."

"Section Head? Section Head?" The female assistant raised her voice slightly.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro came back to his senses, and rubbed his eyebrows with some headache: "I can hear you!"

"Chairman..." Assistant Qiao's voice lowered: "I just received the information that there was another mass disappearance case in Shinjuku District. The Special Division of Shinjuku District has sent you a request for help."

Hearing this, his head suddenly became dizzy, and he frowned and asked, "Missing again? Where? How many people are missing?"

"A total of seven people, all female, ranging in age from 24 to [-] years old, the missing location is not fixed..." The assistant put the tablet in front of him.

On the map of Shinjuku above, several red dots kept flashing.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro withdrew his gaze from her arm, looked at the map, looked at it for a while, and said solemnly: "Is this the third incident? And each time there are seven or eight people, and there is no one in Shinjuku." ?”

"Shinjuku has tried to have the female commissioner disguise herself, but she is also missing..." His assistant clicked on the tablet, brought up a resume, and said in a low voice, "Her name is Qianjiumei Yezi, He is 25 years old this year, a division [-] commissioner, and he is one of the people who disappeared tonight, and Shinjuku now suspects that there is some big monster at work."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro took a few more glances at the photo stickers, but she was a beautiful woman with big eyes and double eyelids.

He pondered for a moment, stood up, and said casually: "Get the car ready, let's go to Shinjuku to have a look."

"Yes!"

"By the way, have they made an assessment of the degree of danger of this incident?"

"According to the analysis information from the headquarters, it is almost at the level of difficulty seven."

"Difficulty seven?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro paused, took back the steps he had just taken, and said with a blank expression: "Wait, I suddenly have a new idea, and I need some time to sort out my thoughts."

Secretary Qiao looked at him in bewilderment.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro sat back again, pointed at the tablet, and said with consideration in his tone, "Did you see anything?"

The latter shook his head honestly.

"Really not at all?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro was a little disbelieving: "What kind of work did you do before? Have you never studied intelligence analysis?"

"No, I used to be just a wrestler."

...He pointed to the center of the map and said: "Look, all the missing cases this time happened near Kabukicho, so there is every reason to suspect that there may be something tricky in this place, go tell Shinjuku and let them do it first Investigation!" Speaking of which, he took another sip of his coffee, looked at the clock on the wall, and said with a deep expression, "It's still five hours before dawn, I need a quiet space to think, you get off work first, go to Let’s talk about Shinjuku another day.”

……

At five o'clock in the morning, Furutegawa Kamimi, who had been lying on a chair all night with a little muscle soreness, opened his eyes, stood up, and moved his neck a little.

Just as he yawned and was about to stretch, the phone rang suddenly.

He turned around and went back to the tent, picked up the mobile phone that survived last night, and when he saw that the caller was "Ishi Chuan", he couldn't help being stunned.

He thought it was Aunt Qiuye calling.

He walked to the lake with his mobile phone, and he didn't want to answer it for a little bit, but he also knew that if it was not an emergency, Ishikawa Yasuhiro would not call casually, so when the phone rang for the third time, he pressed the Press the answer button, lower your voice and say, "Where's your soul-hunter?"

Yasuhiro Ishikawa over there didn't know what was going on, and thought he had woken Furutegawa Shinmi from his sleep, and he said haha: "Furudegawa, how was your vacation? How was it?"

"You called early in the morning just to ask such a boring question?"

"Ah, of course not this one!" Yasuhiro Ishikawa hurriedly said: "That Furutegawa... can you come back now? Please! Come back today? I will find a good place for you to clean up the dust at night..."

Kamito Kamito was unmoved: "If there is nothing else, it's just like this..."

"Wait, wait!" Yasuhiro Ishikawa on the phone seemed to be sweating, and said in a low voice, "Kabukicho? Do you know Kabukicho? Shall I take you there? And Roppongi! And ,and also……"

"Kabukicho?" Furutekawa was stunned for a moment, and instantly figured out what the place was, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Ishikawa-san, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm still a child!"

Chapter 190 five back to Tokyo

At noon on the fourth day of Golden Week, Kotegawa Kamimi and his group packed up their things and got on the train back to Tokyo.

Aunt Qiuye patted him on the head helplessly, but didn't say too much reluctance, and sent them to the station with Uncle Jian.

Anyway, it will be summer vacation in two months.

After bidding farewell to Aunt Akiba and Uncle Ken, Furutekawa Shinmi breathed a sigh of relief, took Mikazuki Kotoriyu and the others to the special department compartment, and sat in it to wipe the long sword carefully.

The reason why he was in such a hurry to go back was not all because of what Yasuhiro Ishikawa said.

It was mainly because of another call. Mr. Fujiwara's granddaughter was missing last night, and she might be in danger. The call was first made to Ishikawa, and then under Ishikawa's hint and express, the call was made here.

It was also at that time that he found out from Ishi Chuan why he called Xu Hun'er early in the morning.

In Shinjuku, one night during Golden Week, there was a mass disappearance.

They were all women ranging in age from thirteen to twenty-seven.

In the face of such a major and sudden incident, the performance of the Shinjuku Special Division was extremely disappointing. Three days later, mass disappearances were still happening. People also got in.

According to Ishikawa, many big shots were furious that night, and apology press conferences were held one after another, but they just kept bowing and apologizing, which was useless.

Ever since, everyone thought of Yasuhiro Ishikawa, who has the title of "Evil Spirit Society Buster".

Then have high hopes for him.

And Ishikawa Yasuhiro was quite tolerant, he insisted on carrying the pressure all night, and he didn't call here until five o'clock in the morning.