Tokyo: Parasite

Chapter 385 155: Clues

Rio de Janeiro, Ciudad Bello.

A big shot recently moved into the villa complex near Manga Park.

The mayor and the director go there every few days. There are also many wealthy people and senior officials who are rarely seen. Even to meet them, you have to make an appointment in advance.

All the other villas in the villa park were sold out.

It is not difficult to understand. After all, the person living there is Makoto Ito, who was once recorded as having the power to destroy a country.

Any normal-minded person would want to keep him in their own country and make him one of their own. At worst, they cannot make him their enemy.

Makoto Ito, a guy who thinks he is not scary, now has a lot of hot beauties randomly spawning around him for a walk like a monster spawner whenever he goes out. The park seems to have turned into a catwalk show in an instant. Except for the official personnel responsible for connecting with him, the air is full of hormones.

After this happened several times, he simply decided to go out late at night and patrol the city in the dark to see if there was anything suspicious.

This is Xavier's hometown after all, and according to the official character profile, he should be a nostalgic person.

But no one knows whether this profile is accurate or not, because it is precisely this kind of person who personally turns his last relatives and bloodline, along with the entire community, into a zombie hell.

What is his reason for doing this?
Hatred? Or to make sure that you don't have any weaknesses?
It seems that these can all be explained, but they often cannot stand up to further scrutiny.

What Ito couldn't understand was why in the end, his tone seemed to be that he was the culprit? Even his expression and state were so true and sincere.

He did not hide anything from Rio officials, and relayed everything Xavier said about his collusion with voodoo.

The official assured that they were professionals and would never fall for the evil man's divisive tactics, and that they had 100% trust in him, so he could rest assured and not fall into the enemy's carefully laid trap of self-incrimination.

That's right. Currently all evidence points to Xavier. He possesses extraordinary powers from nowhere. Although he was born in Rio, he is too suspicious to be trusted.

Although Ito Makoto is also suspicious and has the stain of being a member of the fake camp, the official is still quite confident in him because he has the extraordinary endorsement of the Holy See.

"Did he also do what happened in São Paulo these days?" Even Pastor Brand in São Paulo is not sure about this matter, so naturally he cannot be sure either.

So I just stopped thinking about these things and went to the bathroom.

Before he even stepped into the bathroom door, the feeling of suffocating in the ocean attacked his respiratory system.

He held onto the door frame with his hands, the veins on his arms were exposed, and his fear of water made it difficult for him to breathe.

Ito's face was tense, and even though he couldn't breathe, he forced himself to walk into the bathroom little by little and turn on the shower.

His ability was activated instinctively, and the water from the shower head perfectly bypassed him, gathered into a small water dragon, and fell towards the floor drain.

"Put it away for me!"

The power disappeared, and the water finally fell on him.

Feng!
A flash of fire appeared in the bathroom.

However, because it appeared and disappeared quickly, it did not cause any damage except for the shower gel being blown all over the place by the airflow.

He now trains every day to overcome his hydrophobia, but the results have not been very good.

The fear of water seemed to be deeply engraved in his instincts. Whenever he saw water, the vast and unrivaled feeling would wrap around his neck like octopus tentacles, pressing on his chest, leaving him with no power to fight back.

It's not so much a fear of water as it is a fear of that monster octopus.

The moisture on his body was quickly dried by the high temperature he controlled. He put on his clothes, went to the living room, and prepared to sit on the sofa and relax.

But the next time he looked, his eyes slightly opened, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and he saw a person he would never have thought of as an uninvited guest.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ito."

Yumi Takashima turned around and greeted him in a lukewarm tone.

It has indeed been a long time since we last met. Because given their previous relationship, they would just fight if they met.

But now, as far as he knows, Yumi Takashima has left the Special Affairs Bureau for several years. It is impossible that she heard the news about him and came here deliberately to avenge what happened in Fukushima.

After figuring this out, Ito's expression returned to normal, and he opened the refrigerator as if nothing had happened: "What do you want to drink?"

"Ice water."

Ito took out a bottle of mineral water and placed it on the table.

Takashima picked it up, opened it, and drank half of the bottle.

"I came here today because I have something I want to know from you."

"Voodoo?"

"It's part of it." Gao Dao nodded. "Besides that, I also want to know if you have encountered any extraordinary people from other forces in Rio, or in other words, have you seen the Black Angel?"

Ito frowned, recalled for a while, and shook his head: "As far as I know, the Black Angel has never officially appeared in Rio. The official should be similar in this regard. But I don't know whether Voodoo has any connection with the Black Angel. But some time ago, Brand met a mysterious black-robed transcendent who stopped him from interfering in the battle between me and Voodoo. His identity is unknown."

"Do you have any paper materials on voodoo from beginning to end?"

".etc."

Ito didn't want to conflict with her, so if he could send her away by giving her some information, that would be great.

He took the information out of the room and handed it directly to Yumi Takashima.

"Thank you." Takashima thanked him politely.

Ito asked hesitantly, "Do you suspect the Black Angel is hiding in Rio?"

"I do have this suspicion." Gao Dao did not hide it. "If you find any trace of her later and can tell me, I will owe you a favor and can do you a favor."

Unexpectedly, they would work together one day.

"Given Black Angel's hatred of evil, if he were here, those chaebols and gangsters would have already played Candy Crush, right?"

"Yes, but that was her before. Now she has learned how to hide her anger and make longer-term plans. I can tell you that she has a method that can make certain people awaken and become extraordinary people who inherit some of her abilities. Using one of the people I met as a template, I found that chaos may breed more of these certain people."

"So you suspect that the current chaos in Rio is her involvement or even her organization."

"It's unlikely that she organized it. She shouldn't be able to do such a thing as to indiscriminately harm ordinary people." Takashima has a personality model for Shirai Anko. Every time she discovers a clue or runs into Shirai Anko, she will modify it based on the actual situation, and she feels it is fairly accurate.

After listening to Takashima's words, Ito fell into deep thought.

Voodoo is already difficult enough to deal with, and now a black angel appears.

The latter's threat level was even more sky-high. Although he had never fought with him, he had seen his outrageous method of turning day into night.

If she is really hiding in Rio and planning something, voodoo is probably just the tip of the iceberg.

And he, who originally planned to travel around the world to see if he could cure his hydrophobia, was forcibly dragged into this dispute. But the voodoo cult had provoked him again and again, and he was not the kind of person who would tolerate it again and again.

"Me, you, and the Black Angel. Rio brings together three extraordinary people from Japan, and we belong to different camps." Ito smiled bitterly in amazement.

"If the Black Angels are really in league with the Voodoo Cult, I will attack them, but I won't cooperate with you."

"I understand. If you show up, I will let Rio officials know."

"Thank you. Goodbye then."

Yumi Takashima seemed to disappear out of thin air from Ito's sight, but her breath was still there, and she disappeared after a few seconds.

"Lower your presence? It's a bit similar to my [Anonymity]."

Being able to chase the famous Black Angel all over the world to fight against him, Yumi Takashima’s strength must not be as simple as when they fought in Fukushima, so he was not surprised.

"But it's better to tell Brand about this."

If he guessed correctly, Takashima would probably go to Brand to find out the situation, and even Jennifer would be found.

St. Paul.

The city has now issued a yellow supernatural alert, and the authorities and the Holy See have called on the general public to protect their own safety, avoid dangerous areas, call the emergency supernatural incident number in time if they spot suspicious persons, and do not damage nearby monitoring equipment.

Most people were very cooperative because the murders that occurred in the past few days were truly brutal.

The extraordinary beings were like mushrooms after rain, growing here and there, with varying strengths. Among them, there were two beings that could transform into monsters, which directly caused a team of special police to be tragically killed and almost allowed them to break into a government office.

In the end, Brand arrived in time, and holy light descended from the sky, killing him and saving many people.

"These people have only one thing in common: their lives are extremely unhappy, and most of them have deep hatred, some towards someone, and some towards society."

"These are all the initial infection points that AI has recovered. There is no pattern. We have checked them over and over again. All the suspects have been caught, and none of them has extraordinary abilities."

Kanis looked at report after report, and even though he had prepared them, he still felt dizzy.

"At least we have areas of focus for observation, where homeless people gather, and we have arranged more hidden surveillance and plainclothes officers."

"The biggest rule is that there is no pattern. We can filter out the order in which those people were infected and simulate their possible routes."

Canis slumped in his chair, rubbing his brow.

"Team leader, we have information. Two Orthodox nuns have discovered the suspicious vigilante!" someone shouted.

Canis immediately sat up straight: "Arrange the nearest special police to rush over, try to delay time without using force, and try to communicate with the other party."

"Yes!"

Swish!
Xavier punched the half-mutated monster's arm to pieces, then grabbed its legs and feet and slammed them hard on the concrete floor.

With the last kick, he stepped on the chest of the still struggling monster, clasped his fists, and smashed down hard on its head.

Clap!

The monster was completely silent.

"Ho ho."

This guy is the strongest monster Xavier has encountered in the past few days. It took a lot of effort to deal with him without him transforming.

Looking up, he saw two Orthodox nuns in front of him. They held a cross in their right hands and a holy water bottle in their left hands. They looked childish but their eyes were pious.

"I don't sense any evil from you, friend. Can you tell us who you are?" a nun asked in broken English.

"No." Xavier shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave.

They did not sense any evil from him, and similarly, he would not attack the two nuns with clear eyes.

"and many more!"

The other nun wanted to chase after him, but lost him in a few tries and could only send the location where he disappeared to Brand.

"Burn, come and see."

The nun who did not chase after him was guarding the body with a serious look on her face.

"Did you find something?"

"This man is collecting the blood of these monsters." She pointed to the blood bag that Xavier didn't have time to take away.

"Are you collecting the blood of these monsters for research?" Ranshen didn't quite understand.

"Maybe. Send someone to take the body back. We'll stay here to prevent him from coming back to get it."

"it is good."

Not far away, Xavier ran for some distance before realizing that he had forgotten to bring his blood bag.

"Is this what the teacher said, that drinking too much hidden potion might temporarily affect the side effect of memory?" Xavier sighed, and recalled it carefully to make sure that he had not missed anything more important, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Brand has been patrolling frequently recently, and he wants to avoid being discovered, he has to drink a hiding potion every time he goes out, and is therefore affected by the side effects.

But just as he was about to go around the city as usual and disguise himself to go back, a strong wind blew from behind him.

Xavier turned around and slapped his palm, which just collided with the palm of Brand who had rushed over. A burst of white light flashed across the night sky, and the two men distanced themselves from each other and confronted each other in the air.

Brand looked at his palm, his eyes flashing with thought and surprise. "You have done a lot of things in Sao Paulo. Many people call you the Night Vigilante. So, what is your purpose? Is it just to conduct a trial?"

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Xavier said nothing, thinking about how to get rid of the other person later.

"I can sense that you are not an evil person. If you are willing to join the Rio government, you may get considerable support for what you want to do."

Xavier remained silent, fearing that the other party would recognize his voice.

"Since you don't want to, then go away. But the next time we meet, it won't be so simple." Brand shook his head, turned around and left.

Xavier was greatly surprised, but he did not stop. He quickly found a hidden place, drank another bottle of hiding potion, and then kept changing his clothes, turning into an ordinary person and rushed back to the safe house.

"Oh, I almost forgot to soak it in salt water."

After some soaking, he went around some more roads and returned to the safe house.

Soon after, Brand appeared in the secret place where he had just taken the salt water soak, with a thoughtful look on his face.

(End of this chapter)