The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 588: Battle for Ajian (29)

"Here." Inuyama Heita led everyone to the vicinity of the park.

The park here is not very big, but because there are public toilets and free taps, you can often see homeless people lying on the benches, sleeping soundly with a layer of newspaper covering their bodies as blankets. There are even some people who have set up tents in the corners of the park and use cardboard boxes as beds.

And the person they were looking for was actually nearby, which meant...

"Is the murderer a homeless man?" Gui Teng Longguang paid some attention to the movements around him with some anxiety, fearing that a guy who was sleeping soundly would suddenly take out a long knife and slash around.

King Kong was eager to try: "Don't worry, Master Gui Teng, I'm here, nothing will happen."

"How far is it?" Qian Xiaoyi looked at Inuyama Heita who was leading the way.

Ken sniffed his nose symbolically, then whispered in Inuyama Heita's ear: "It should be nearby. The smell here is already very strong."

"It's nearby." Inuyama Heita said, "Everyone, be careful."

Everyone became alert. King Kong took out his vajra, Gui Teng Longguang retreated to the center of the crowd, Qian Xiaoyi held a cigarette and lit it, and took out a compass. Even the policeman who was assisting them in the investigation was infected by the atmosphere and took out his gun to check the bullets.

There were several homeless people nearby, some of them had fallen asleep in their own places, while others were still awake. One of the old men noticed them and looked at them strangely with a newspaper in his hand. Judging from his appearance, the things around him were tidied in an orderly manner, and he did not look like a mentally ill homeless person, so he should be able to communicate.

Ken sniffed it and whispered in Inuyama Heita's ear, "The smell is not coming from him. He has never come into contact with the blue ghost."

So Inuyama Heita shook his head at Qian Xiaoyi.

"Mr. Police Officer." Qian Xiaoyi winked at the policeman.

The other party understood, put away his gun, walked over, took out his police ID, and asked, "Good evening, old man. I want to ask you about the situation in this park. Have there been any strangers or new homeless people here recently?"

Others looked around vigilantly to prevent any accidents from happening.

The homeless old man scratched his head. He didn't know why the composition of the group in front of him was so strange. There were monks and strong men, as well as students, young people and policemen. They all looked like they were facing a great enemy.

But when faced with the police's questioning, the homeless old man shook his head and answered honestly: "Newcomer? No, I know everyone here. The latest one has lived here for two months."

"Is there anyone who deserves special attention?" the police officer asked. "For example, someone who has been behaving strangely recently."

The homeless old man touched his chin and thought: "I was outside picking up bottles during the day and didn't pay much attention to other people. Let me think about it... Oh, right, there is another guy walking inside the corner in front. He doesn't like to talk to people and his eyes are a little crazy. We all call him Crazy Ping and usually don't dare to contact him. If we have to say who has a problem, it should be him, right?"

"Thank you for your cooperation." The police nodded.

So they walked in the direction the old man said.

Among the homeless people in Japan, there are those who enjoy escaping society like the old man just now, and there are also those who become homeless due to economic or mental problems. According to his description, the crazy man should belong to the latter.

When they arrived at the alley behind the corner, a foul smell wafted through the air. A homeless man was lying on a bed of cardboard boxes with his back to them, hugging his arms and shivering.

This is very strange. The temperature is not low at this time of year. It wouldn't be this cold even if you don't cover yourself with anything.

"Is he sick?" King Kong asked. As soon as he finished speaking, the homeless man stopped shaking and became stiff, as if he noticed someone coming behind him. Ajian shouted at Inuyama Heita: "What a stinky smell! This guy, this guy has been in contact with the blue ghost, and there is a lot of resentment left in his body!"

Inuyama Heita immediately shouted, "Be careful, Mr. Kongo!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the homeless man jumped up, drooling and speaking incoherently, and rushed towards King Kong in the front, but King Kong grabbed his shoulders and pinned him to the ground with a lying technique.

"Don't move! Police!" The police immediately pulled out their guns.

But even though he pulled out a gun and pointed it at him, the homeless man still didn't give up resistance. He drooled and shouted, "Die! Exorcist! Die all of you! Ahhhhh!!!"

His eyes were red and he stared at the people in front of him as if he saw an enemy.

"Is this guy the Samurai Sword Killer?" King Kong held him down tightly and sneered, "He's too weak... Hey, stop moving. If you keep going like this, your arm will break."

The homeless man was still twisting his body frantically, and anyone could see that he was mentally ill.

"He is contaminated by resentment. Let me do it." Qian Xiaoyi stepped forward and blew a puff of smoke towards the homeless man's face. Then he made a hand gesture and tapped him on the head. The homeless man's eyes rolled back and he fainted. Soon, snoring sounds were heard.

"Done, he fell asleep." Qian Xiaoyi said, but his brows were still furrowed.

Seeing this miraculous scene, the police swallowed their saliva and asked, "Is it really him? But it's a bit strange. The case of the fourth victim is fine, but the places where the previous three victims were killed are far away from here. It's impossible for the police to be unaware of it."

"The most important thing is the murder weapon." Gui Teng Longguang endured the stench and filth, walked past the sleeping homeless man, and began to search in his nest, but apart from all kinds of garbage and miscellaneous items, he found no trace of the samurai sword. He turned around and shook his head at everyone.

Qian Xiaoyi let out a breath in annoyance and said, "It's not that easy... Mr. Officer, take this guy back for investigation first. He is very likely the murderer of the fourth murder case."

"The fourth case..." The police frowned: "You mean... there is another murderer?"

Qian Xiaoyi pinched his brows and said, "It is very likely that this is the case."

Gui Teng Longguang also understood Qian Xiaoyi's meaning and murmured, "This is going to be difficult..."

This means that in addition to the people who committed the crime, there is also a person responsible for recovering the murder weapon. The person holding the murder weapon will find a suitable target, then send the murder weapon out, and let the magic sword control the others to make them commit the crime. After the crime is committed, the magic sword will be taken away immediately, cutting off the clues...

Qian Xiaoyi looked at Inuyama Heita and asked, "Can you detect anything else?"

Inuyama Heita shook his head: "The smell is gone."

"Sure enough..." Qian Xiaoyi pondered, "The other party has a way to isolate the Green Ghost's aura, such as a talisman or a container to seal the demon sword..."

"This is XX Street Park. The suspect in the samurai sword murder case has been found..." The police contacted the headquarters. Now the police can only start the investigation from the identity of this homeless man.

Being able to catch the suspect this time may be a huge victory for the police.

But for the exorcists, they were completely defeated in this confrontation.

(End of this chapter)