I can't be invincible through Tokyo

Chapter 124 Goo...Kill me...

The reporter filmed frantically, but what happened next was not suitable for children to watch.

The priest said the gift crab, and then tore the clothes on his body as easily as tearing paper, revealing the black mouse pattern inside the holy light.

Then Qiao Shuya also understood, turned on the phone and played it, selected Disney's music, and turned the volume to the maximum.

Reporters: "What's happening with B?!"

"Gentlemen, the playing time is over, and now the cruel torture time begins." The priest said, and the holy light in his hand began to turn into a red-hot mace.

"Next is the interrogation session. The dock staff stay here, and the others leave quickly." The fist in Qiao Shuya's hand also burst into blue flames.

Realizing the threat, a group of reporters withdrew one after another, but some unbelievers stayed behind and kept taking pictures of Qiao Shuya and the priest's arrogance, as if they were determined not to do anything directly in front of the camera.

However, seeing this, Yuan Zhi's heart rang alarm bells, and she once again thought of Qiao Shuya's murderous appearance last time. Although it was really cool, the subsequent troubles caused were too great.

Moreover, Qiao Shuya seems completely unaware of the seriousness...

So Yuan Zhiai quickly handed over a golf club and said, "Master, be gentle, use this..."

"Oh..." Qiao Shuya took the golf club and swung it in the air a few times, not to mention that this thing is really handy, no wonder some psychopaths like to use this thing to blow other people's heads.

"Journalism is a profession of freedom and pursuit of the truth. We have the right to know the factual truth." In the end, the reporter filmed everything, focusing on how Qiaoshua and the priest threatened people at this time.

"Which channel are you a reporter?"

"JBC."

"That's it, no wonder..." Qiao Shuya sighed.

What JBC likes most is to use lies to "label" events, and then make some shocking headlines to cause gimmicks, and finally take out of context and play a good-paced media.

Qiao Shuya weighed the weight of the golf club in his hand and then...

"You and they are called reporters!" Qiao Shuya hit the reporter's stomach with a cue. This time he used a lot of force, probably only using no more than 5% of the force, and the passive additional damage has no effect On the club, the entire reporter turned into a soft-legged shrimp in an instant.

"Ahhh, don't hit, don't hit your face! Humph!" Following the golf clubs down one by one, the last reporter also left in despair under Qiao Shuya's reasoning.

Sure enough, the most important thing is to convince people with virtue.

"Father, it's up to us now. Since Mr. Kanemaru doesn't want to be decent, let's make him decent." Qiao Shuya put away his bent golf club and looked at Mr. Kanemaru who was huddled in the corner with a frightened face.

"Wait! You can't do this! I want to see a lawyer, I want to see a judge! Father, no, no! Ah!?"

……

At this moment, the reporter who escaped under the golf club in desperation spit out a mouthful of blood angrily, and there were even teeth mixed in it.

"Damn savages, even my dad never beat me like this, I must expose them! This group of damn reckless, damn executioners, stupid maggots who only know how to use force, I want them to pay the price! Any evil Bring to justice!" The reporter was furious.

But fortunately, the camera just recorded the scene of the man committing the crime accurately and accurately, and even a large number of shots of himself being beaten appeared in it.

He only needs to edit a little bit, cut off the beginning and the end, and he can create an earth-shattering news!

Then he copied the video to his mobile phone, and soon a video of the "watchman beating incident" that could arouse the anger of countless netizens was produced, even if it was only the roughest version, it was enough to cause an uproar.

In fact, there are a lot of people on the Internet who hate violent organizations. As long as they stir up emotions, let themselves be packaged as victims and watchmen as perpetrators, everything will be logical.

At that time, I will sell badly, and may even gain great popularity because of it, and even make a smooth debut and start to bring goods or do live broadcasts. It is a perfect plan!
He believes in his sensitivity to heat, this matter will definitely become popular all over the Internet!

So the reporter hurriedly uploaded the video with the title "Shocked, the watchman committed murder in the street in broad daylight, is it a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?"What's going on in this world", and uploaded.

The video was successfully uploaded, and the corners of his mouth curled up. He could already think of the big news he made today, which ignited the popularity of the entire Internet.

But the video was only uploaded for less than 1 minute, and a window popped up suddenly.

"The video is suspected of violating regulations and has been removed from the shelves."

reporter:"???"

What the hell is going on?become free?Democracy?
He chose to send the video again, but this time it was blocked immediately.

He didn't believe in evil, and sent it again.

But at this time, an email appeared in his mailbox.

Sender: Disney

Sending content: lawyer letter warning
reporter:"???"

……

"Gu...kill me..."

"Papa, it seems that the holy water is not enough, continue to increase the dose!" The priest showed a nuclear smile.

"Goo...Kill me...I really can't drink anymore...Goo..."

Qiao Shuya really needs to thank himself for letting Mrs. Jinmaru go out just now, otherwise he will feel like his wife's mother-in-law at this moment.

The priest’s confession was based on some kind of principle. Anyway, when he caught people, he filled them with holy water, slapped them twice, and said, “Are you awake?”

If others can answer seriously, it means that the holy water is not enough, continue to increase the dose, and then slap it twice...

If you listen to the sound alone, it is very doubtful whether this is the new Nippori of a certain wrestler PK.

It can be seen that Mr. Jinmaru really couldn't hold on in the end, and then the priest said: "OK, sir has successfully completed the confession, and you can start asking questions."

The priest clapped his hands, looking like he was done.

Qiao Shuya: "..."

This confession, Qiao Shuya thinks that if an ordinary person kept feeding him Veritaserum, it would probably have the same effect... Could this also become an ability certified by the association...

"Father, this is no longer your ability. If you replace it with Veritaserum and fill it up, it will probably have the same effect..." Yuan Zhiai actually had the same idea as Qiao Shuya, and then directly complained.

"Don't ask. Asking is the ability certified by the association. Hurry up and start torturing the prisoners..." the priest also said awkwardly.

The few people were no longer obsessed with the priest's methods, and Qiao Shuya hurriedly asked Mr. Jinmaru: "Did the strange demon do this?"

And Mr. Jinmaru seemed to have fallen into a half-dream and half-awake state, crying bitterly and saying: "No..."

"Are there any monsters among you?"

"No."

"How much did the 1.7 tons of grain cost?" Qiao Shuya suddenly asked here.

"20 billion people's joint currency..." Mr. Jinmaru said.

Qiao Shuya's tactics are backward. The market price of grain is 2 people's joint currency per kilogram, and the cost price of their large granary is estimated to be lower, but they cost 20 billion yuan. I don't know how many times more they spent. money?
Where did you get taken advantage of?

"What about the money?"

"I bought food..."

"Food?"

"Gone……"

"What about monitoring?"

"Damaged..."

"Who did the embezzlement go to?"

"I do not know……"

"Why do you say it was made by a strange demon?" Qiao Shuya finally asked.

"Because the hole can't be filled in, it's not made by a strange demon, but it has to be made by a strange demon..."

Qiao Shuya continued to ask other questions, but Mr. Kanemaru didn't know what to ask in the end, and in the end he just tilted his head and seemed to pass out.

Several people looked at each other, and the other staff members knew even less, but they already knew very clearly that there were no strange demons involved in this incident, it was purely self-directed and staged by politicians.

Among them, they can't even reach such a high rank as splashing dirty water, or even just pure greed, and Kanemaru's family doesn't know what kind of bad luck happened, even the money and holes are not their own, but have to be handed over to The big man above.

Qiao Shuya could only show a sympathetic look. It is estimated that even if he and the others did not intervene in this matter, Mr. Kanemaru would probably be filled with cement and sink into Tokyo Bay.

I exchanged glances with the priest, this matter has been settled, and they don't even need to follow up.

20 billion Renminbi is an astronomical figure for watchmen with side jobs like them, but in the whole of Tokyo, it is only a few hundred Renminbi for each person in Tokyo...

It seems that it is not too small...

But for the entire 11th district government and even the association, this amount of money is not money.

There is no suspense about this matter, Qiao Shuya just mentioned it to Uncle Li, and the logistics department will naturally come to deal with it.

Even, maybe the association will not participate in this matter at all in the future. Anyway, it has been confirmed that it has no direct relationship with the strange monsters, and even the food has not been in the port warehouse at all, let alone the subsequent theft and other series Events are fake.

Qiao Shuya immediately lost interest and went back to each house, leaving only Detective Mumu to deal with the follow-up.

After exchanging pleasantries with Detective Mugure for a while, Qiao Shuya and Yuan Zhiai drove away in the jeep.

Priest: "???"

"I'm not in the car yet! Give me a ride! I'm not in the car yet!"

The priest shouted to the jeep going away.

And Qiao Shuya just raised a middle finger.

Let the priest go to take a taxi by himself, and he has nothing to do with the strange demon for a long time, so it's a waste of time.

Along the way, Yuan Zhiai asked: "Master, I once saw a report that it is said that the number of deaths and disappearances in Tokyo exceeds 11 a year, and nearly 1 of them are cases of abnormal deaths and disappearances..."

"And among the [-] people who died abnormally, more than half were marked as dying from the strange demon incident. I was wondering how many of them really died from the strange demon incident, and how many were 'by the strange demon'. Killed?"

The jeep was driving slowly in the port of Tokyo.

Qiao Shuya couldn't answer this question, just like today's granary theft case had nothing to do with strange monsters, even the 1.7 tons of grain were fake, and the freighter didn't bring so much.

As for the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo?No matter how outrageous it is, Qiao Shuya will not think there is a problem. After all, 17 shots in the back can be considered a suicide and the case can be considered a suicide if the body is hung on a tree by a belt several meters high.

Perhaps for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, as long as the cases that cannot be found by themselves are either written as suicide or died of strange magic disasters, there is always one that suits you.

Strange Demon is a good brick, you can move it wherever you need it, anyway, everything is a conspiracy of Strange Demon and it's over.

"Sa, who knows." Qiao Shuya sighed.

No wonder even the locals in District 11 don’t trust their own police department and government, but they trust the Watchmen Association sent out by the People’s Federation. No matter what the association says, it’s just like a UN peacekeeping service point.

After all, the association has no conflict of interest with the local people. Although most of the watchmen are locals, the real high-level members of the association must be members of the Shangwuchang, or locals who have returned from advanced studies in the upper Wuchang.

This matter, perhaps only needs to be tomorrow to become the focus of heated discussions on the Internet again. Qiao Shuya can even imagine what kind of tricks those idle high school students can make out of it. .

However, he's off the hook.

He took out his mobile phone and looked through the group news. At this time, the group has already started to fry. It was the priest who posted the ins and outs of this case, which is equivalent to an advertisement for Qiao Shuya.

After all, Qiao Shuya still has the signature of "chasing and killing strange monsters" on his personalized business card, and he also hopes that his colleagues will come to him when they encounter news about strange monsters, as long as it is not the oolong that appeared today.

Ke Qing (Bridge): A group of watchmen, they are diligently chasing and killing strange monsters every day. Any news about strange monsters can be directly contacted.

He sent such a message again, which attracted a group of people to repeat it.

He knows a lot of people in the group, they have been on missions together, and they have worked together, and there are also many guys he doesn't know. Those people may be the people in charge of other areas in Tokyo, or they may be relatively low-key guys.

At present, there should be no other watchmen in Shinjuku City, and it seems that I have become the responsible watchman of Shinjuku City without knowing it.

Qiao Shuya sighed with emotion.

And Yuan Zhiai looked at Qiao Shuya, who kept playing with her mobile phone, and said, "Master, today is the Heaven Prayer Day, do you have any wishes?"

"Prayer Day?" Qiao Shuya is not very familiar with the local festivals in District 11, and her adoptive mother is not born and raised in District 11, she is also of mixed race, so basically she doesn't celebrate the festivals here very much, except for those who are on holiday. Festival has no impression.

"What is this festival for?" Qiao Shuya wondered.

"It was a kind of festival in ancient times to pray for the gods, to pray for one's future wishes. It usually started on the last day of summer, and today happened to be it." Yuan Zhiai said.

"Wish?" Qiao Shuya thought for a while, whether he had any wish.

"I hope that a few strange demons will descend from the sky to make me passive, and my hands will itch..." Qiao Shuya prayed.

"Stab!"

The jeep braked suddenly, and Qiao Shuya almost hit the glass in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Shuya asked.

"There's a psycho blocking the way ahead!" Yuan Zhiai cursed, as if she was about to get off the car and reason.

And at this time, Qiao Shuya's hero template moved, and detected a strange monster reaction...

(End of this chapter)