Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

The middle-aged policeman patted his cheek vigorously, urging his team members to quickly place the bodies of the victims.

He was also very distressed. Such a serious accident happened in the area he was responsible for. His boss would not push him out to take the blame, would he?

From the occasional conversations among the police officers, Mitsui Tsubasa gradually understood the whole incident.

It turned out that when the scene unfolded, the subway that was traveling to this area lost control.

Due to the driver's misoperation, two subway trains collided at Roppongi Station, resulting in this tragic traffic accident affecting hundreds of people.

At present, the seriously injured passengers have been taken away by ambulances, and those with minor injuries have been concentrated in temporary rescue stations. Only the bodies of the passengers who died on the spot have not been properly placed.

In addition, the disaster affected a wide area and occurred in the evening, so the police had very limited manpower and had to dispatch all new police officers and even those who were still in their internship to the scene.

Chapter 295: Full of Evil

"Okay, okay, stop complaining and finish your work quickly. I'll buy you some coffee later."

Looking at his subordinates who were in a depressed mood, the middle-aged policeman shook his head helplessly and urged softly.

Under his command, the young police officers reluctantly put on masks and protective suits smelling of disinfectant and walked towards the entrance of the subway station.

It was also at this time that they noticed Mitsui Tsubasa standing quietly beside them.

The young police officers simply paused and walked past him absentmindedly, treating him as an ordinary citizen with a strong curiosity.

At first, the middle-aged policeman thought so too, until he got closer and noticed something strange.

He was surprised to find that the person in front of him was a tall and burly... young man?

The young man was not only well-dressed, but also exuded a natural aura of a superior.

Just a glance at each other made the middle-aged policeman suddenly feel frightened.

And for some reason, looking at the young man in front of him, the intuition he had developed over many years of criminal investigation was sending him crazy warnings, urging him to run away immediately.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he took a deep breath, suppressed his nervousness, and stepped forward to ask, "Citizen, are you here to ask for help?"

Mitsui Tsubasa glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

Seeing his response, the middle-aged policeman breathed a sigh of relief. This young man was obviously rich or noble, and he was really afraid that he would ask some difficult questions.

"That's good. If you're not injured, please go home quickly. We are performing official duties."

Normally, after he says this, ordinary citizens will politely leave, because "not causing trouble to others" is a very important part of Japanese social etiquette.

But Mitsui Tsubasa was obviously not in this category. He raised his hand and pointed to the funeral car not far away and asked, "How many people died in this subway accident? Are there many accidents like this with casualties?"

"Are you... a reporter?" The middle-aged policeman frowned and looked at him, his heart full of doubts. This young man gave him an unusual feeling.

"I'm not." Mitsui Tsubasa replied briefly, "Answer my question."

Hearing this commanding tone, the middle-aged policeman became more and more confused and the alertness on his face became even stronger.

"Excuse me, are you..."

Before he could finish, Mitsui Tsubasa lost his patience. He waved his hand and a dark flame bounced onto the middle-aged policeman's face.

Seeing the flames appearing out of nowhere, the middle-aged policeman trembled in fear and the cigarette in his mouth fell unconsciously.

Before he could react and call for support, the strange flame seeped into his body.

In an instant, the middle-aged policeman seemed to be frozen in time, with his movements and expressions instantly frozen.

Mitsui Yi carefully observed his soul state, and after he was completely controlled, he said again: "Now, answer my question."

The middle-aged policeman looked at him dully and answered slowly:

"According to incomplete statistics, 21 people died and 75 were injured in this subway accident. In Roppongi, such casualties occur frequently, mainly in the transportation field. In addition, the hospital also reported several surgical errors and deaths of critically ill patients."

His voice was hollow, like a soulless puppet.

After listening to what he said, Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes flickered slightly, and a sense of inexplicable irritation rose in his heart.

Although it was not intentional, the casualties of these innocent people were indeed caused by him.

Adding the more than 600 people who died in the domain, the expansion of the domain alone caused the deaths of more than 700 people...

Judging from the moral standards of the Phantom Thieves at the center of the original work, he would undoubtedly be regarded as a villain with a lot of evil deeds.

But, it doesn’t matter anymore…

Those who died were all inferior species from the old world. The only pity was that he failed to absorb those souls.

These souls were like the crops harvested after hard work, which were neither enjoyed by the farmer nor stolen by pests. Instead, they rotted in the fields... What a waste.

Just as he was daydreaming, his cell phone suddenly vibrated continuously.

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned in confusion and decided to find a quiet place to check.

Before leaving, he modified the middle-aged policeman's cognition and made him forget what happened during this period.

Late at night, the streets of Roppongi were deserted, with only the flashing police lights adding a touch of life to the silent night.

The middle-aged policeman stood quietly for a long time, and was subconsciously shivered by the gentle evening breeze.

He looked around blankly, rubbing his stiff arms gently with his hands, and for a moment he couldn't remember what he was doing.

"I fell asleep standing up?"

He muttered to himself a reason that even he himself could not believe, and walked back to the police car in confusion.

Not long after, the young police officers returned carrying a stretcher and greeted him weakly.

The middle-aged policeman saw their bloodshot eyes, sighed silently, and bit the cigarette in his mouth hard a few times.

The expected bitter taste did not appear, instead the teeth collided with each other making a "crunching" sound.

He pursed his lips in confusion and raised his hand to touch his mouth.

"Strange, where's my cigarette..."

"Sir, who was that handsome guy just now? He looks even more handsome than the idol stars on TV."

A lively young police officer leaned over and asked in a low voice.

The other people also had gossipy expressions on their faces.

The middle-aged policeman looked at them strangely, totally not understanding what he was talking about.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly realized that these naughty subordinates must be trying to scare him, an elder who was left alone.

Young people nowadays are really outrageous!

He said unhappily, "Don't say weird things while on a mission, and be respectful to the deceased."

Several young men were scolded for no reason and returned to their dejected attitude.

At this time, Mitsui Tsubasa had already walked into the subway station.

As he got closer to the train platform, the strange smell of blood and burnt metal in the air became stronger.

He frowned slightly, rubbed his nose uncomfortably, and then used the authority of the Lord of the Hall to isolate the polluted air.

When he walked to the railroad tracks, he saw the subway train where the accident had occurred.

This was a rear-end collision caused by the rear vehicle's failure to brake in time.

The last carriage of the front train was knocked off the track due to the huge impact force and leaned on the subway platform.

The situation of the rear car was even worse. Not only were the front few carriages severely damaged, but even the driver's cab was completely flattened. The driver was probably in great danger.

Mitsui Tsubasa stared quietly at the bloodstains where the vehicle had crashed and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

He looked at the anxious Oracle on the screen and asked curiously, "Oracle, are you calling me?"

"It's me, Commander!" The Oracle stared at his face nervously, his scarlet eyes full of worry. "Take a look at this first."

As soon as she finished speaking, a video began playing on her phone.

Chapter 296: Erosion of Desire

Mitsui Tsubasa stared at the screen intently, and the video showed him talking with the middle-aged policeman.

"Is this a street surveillance camera? Why is the Oracle showing this to me?"

He was full of doubts, but still continued to watch patiently.

Under the control of the oracle, the video skipped a long section at an extremely high speed until he waved his hand and released the flame of his heart, then returned to normal.

And this is where the unusualness starts.

Mitsui Tsubasa clearly saw that ever since the middle-aged policeman answered his question, a brilliant golden light flashed in his eyes, which was extremely dazzling in the dim night.

It is no exaggeration to say that if an uninformed person saw it, they might mistake his gaze for the light of a flashlight.

But the strange thing is that he himself did not notice this phenomenon at that time!

After thinking it over several times, Mitsui Yi's face was gloomy, and he was sure in his heart that he was completely unaware of this matter.

In the past, golden light would only appear in his eyes when he used skills and devoured souls.

This time he did nothing...

"Captain, have you remembered anything, meow?" the oracle asked with concern.

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned and tried hard to recall, but finally shook his head.

"I see..." A stream of data flashed rapidly in the Oracle's eyes, "So how did you feel at that time? Or what were you thinking, meow?"

"I don't seem to feel anything..."

He was filled with confusion and anxiety.

No matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't think of anything unusual at that time.

As for my thoughts at that time...it doesn't seem to be a suitable topic to discuss.

The oracle who had been observing him carefully noticed this tiny change and immediately asked, "Captain, if you have any ideas, please tell me. I stand firmly on your side, meow!"

Mitsui Tsubasa frowned when he heard this, and a nameless anger rose in his heart.

He said it was nothing, but the oracle still kept asking questions. How annoying!

Just as he was about to scold the oracle impatiently, his expression suddenly changed and he realized that something was wrong with his emotions.

Why was he so rude to the oracle?

What exactly is going on with this feeling of irritability and desire for destruction that comes from the bottom of my heart?

He's out of control again! ?

Thinking of this possibility, he was suddenly startled and called upon the binding chains without thinking.

In an instant, colorful chains crossed time and space and tightly wrapped around him.

With the protection of the power of emotion, the inexplicable hostility in my heart slowly dissipated.

However, Mitsui Tsubasa was not happy.

"I'm really out of control... but I didn't do anything..."

Hearing his whisper, Oracle carefully tapped the screen a few times, "Captain, don't scare me, are you okay, meow?"

Mitsui Yi looked at her pale little face, tried to force out a gentle smile, and said: "Don't worry, it's okay now."

Without waiting for the oracle to ask again, he took the initiative to speak out his thoughts when he lost control.

"At that time, I didn't know what happened. I felt very cold and angry. Not only did I not sympathize with the victims, but I was angry because I didn't get their souls. That kind of arrogant and indifferent mentality is very similar to when desires get out of control..."

"Fortunately you reminded me, otherwise I don't know how long it would take for me to realize this."

After saying that, Mitsui Tsubasa extended his index finger and gently tapped the Oracle's little head, and his smile became much more genuine.

The oracle raised his little face, rubbed his fingers affectionately, and regained his energetic posture.

"Great! You scared me just now and I almost contacted the legion members." Oracle put his hands behind his back and shook his body like a spoiled child. "Although I like the legion commander in any form, the current one is still the best!"

"I will also keep an eye on the changes in the Legion Commander and make sure I find any abnormalities of yours as soon as possible!"

As Mitsui Tsubasa listened, the smile on his face became forced.