Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Seeing Dan Moroboshi's serious expression, Cui Ming instantly felt more confident. With Seven, a Showa-era veteran, taking action, no matter how many tricks Kiranbo had up his sleeve, he might not be able to escape. He nodded: "Alright, once we pinpoint Kiranbo's location, we'll notify you immediately. Then we'll act together and make sure to eliminate him completely, ensuring he doesn't harm another child."

Dan Moroboshi grunted in response, his gaze returning to Kiranbo's information on the screen, his murderous intent undiminished. The staff officer beside him, watching this, quietly tugged at Choi Myung's sleeve and whispered, "Captain Choi, isn't Dan getting a little too worked up this time?"

Cui Ming shook his head and explained softly, "Didn't you notice? What the senior cares about most is the humans in this world, especially the children. Kieranbo harming children crossed his bottom line. He's so bloodthirsty now, but when he actually encounters Kieranbo, he probably won't give the other party any chance to beg for mercy."

As they were talking, Dan Moroboshi suddenly spoke up: "Pass the word down that if the patrols spot any trace of what appears to be Kiranbo, don't try to control it, just fire to attract its attention. I'll be there immediately." He paused, then added, "Also, find out the relevant information about the 'Dream Graveyard.' I need to see what kind of place it is—if there are any children trapped inside, we must find a way to rescue them."

Cui Ming quickly agreed, knowing full well that from the moment Dan Moroboshi volunteered for the Halloween hunt, Kiranbo's fate was sealed. Daring to harm children in this world, and having run into the protective Seven, it probably wouldn't even have a chance to regret it.

As Halloween night fell, Kieranbo, leaning on her cane and wrapped tightly in her dark cloak, strolled slowly through the crowd. The sleep-inducing candies in her pocket dug into her palms, but her ominous premonition grew stronger, like a needle pricking her nerves repeatedly—in previous years, the streets would be filled with children playing and shouting for candy, their cheers drowning out the traffic, but today something just felt off.

"Strange, why are there so many people dressed as mascots?" She stopped and subtly surveyed her surroundings. Three Kumamon mascots stood on the street corner, bending down to talk to a child, their movements somewhat stiff; not far away, in front of a dessert shop, two Pikachu mascots stood with their backs to her, their shoulders taut, not like ordinary festival performers; further away, there were several giant Ultraman mascots, seemingly posing for photos with tourists, but their gazes kept glancing in her direction.

Kiranbo frowned, a wisp of energy silently gathering at her fingertips—she wanted to test the dolls' abilities, but the energy vanished as soon as it touched the air, like it was absorbed by a sponge. "Could it be a Halloween decoration?" she reassured herself; after all, it wasn't unusual for someone to dress up as a motionless doll on this holiday. But as soon as she took a step, she caught sight of a "Tiga doll" speaking into a walkie-talkie. Although she couldn't hear anything, its serious demeanor was definitely not that of an ordinary tourist.

Unbeknownst to her, the "Tiga doll" concealed Cui Ming. Beneath the thick plush of the doll costume, he was issuing orders in a low voice through the built-in communicator: "Group one, be on your guard, guide the children at the east intersection into the dessert shop, and say there's free candy inside; Group two, go to the west side, pretend to take photos to stop citizens coming this way, and prevent irrelevant people from getting close."

A chorus of responses came from the communicator. The "Seven Puppet" beside him—that is, Dan Moroboshi—tugged at Cui Ming's arm. A cold glint flashed in the puppet's eyes, gesturing for him to look in Kiranbo's direction: "She seems to be starting to suspect something. Hurry up, don't let her notice anything amiss."

Cui Ming nodded and raised his hand to adjust the miniature camera on the collar of the mascot costume—this upgraded swordsman equipment could not only shield energy detection, but also analyze the target's movements in real time through the camera. The mascot's claws contained tranquilizer darts, and a small energy cannon was placed in the hidden compartment in its chest. Beneath its seemingly cute appearance were all deadly moves that could instantly kill the enemy.

"The Death Squad was complaining that this equipment looked like a toy, but now it seems to be working quite well?" Cui Ming couldn't help but tease over the communicator, his tone tinged with smugness. Previously, the Death Squad had complained that "wearing mascot costumes to capture otherworldly beings is too embarrassing," but now Kiranbo was nearby, completely ignoring these "mascots," making it convenient for them to quietly clear the area. Moroboshi Dan didn't respond, his attention entirely on Kiranbo. Seeing Kiranbo stop again, seemingly hesitating whether to continue, he immediately added into the communicator: "Team Three, go to the streetlight ahead and pretend to argue to attract her attention, don't let her stare at us."

Soon, the two "Pikachu puppets" started arguing under the streetlights, one pretending to snatch candy and the other pretending to be angry, attracting a lot of onlookers. Kiranbo's attention was indeed drawn to them, his brows relaxed slightly, and he started walking towards the center of the pre-arranged encirclement—there was an abandoned alley there, which was the "starting point" that Cui Ming and his group had chosen.

Cui Ming watched as Kiranbo walked step by step into the trap, a cold smile playing on his lips. He gave the order through the communicator: "The clearing is almost done. Everyone, stay hidden. Once she enters the alley, seal off all exits. Remember, try to control her with tranquilizer darts first. If she resists, suppress her with energy cannons. Don't give her a chance to teleport."

Dan Moroboshi gripped the compressed ice axe inside his mascot costume, his finger resting on the trigger button. His tone was ruthless and undeniable: "If she dares to resist, don't hold back. Cripple her abilities. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on a child shouldn't expect to get away unscathed."

At this moment, Kiranbo was still preoccupied with the abnormality of the puppets, completely unaware that she had walked into an invisible net. The "puppets" around her, seemingly scattered in various places, had actually quietly formed an encirclement, waiting only for her to take the final step before instantly closing in and trapping her firmly. The laughter and chatter in the streets continued, but a hunt for the otherworldly witch was quietly being prepared amidst the warm festive atmosphere.

"Attention everyone, the target has entered the trap. Begin preparations."

"Understood!"*N
You know
When a group of dolls pull out various weapons, the enemy will generally be puzzled, but will subconsciously ignore the danger level of these things.
Therefore, Kiranbo also had no idea what had happened.

It's just weird to it now, why are there so many people delivering snacks around it?!
What are you doing?!

Trying to steal my business, huh?! (End of Chapter)