Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 148, Section 146: A Horrific Death

Shimizu Takashi is very efficient.

He didn't sleep all night, using his connections to raise funds and transfer them to charitable organizations.

Then the donations are given directly to each household.

Because it doesn't go through official channels or designated teams, the taxes are extremely high, but Shimizu Takashi no longer cares about that at all.

He was obsessed with cultivating a relationship with an extraordinary being, even at the cost of going bankrupt.

However, his descendants cried and begged for their parents after hearing the news, which annoyed Shimizu Takashi to no end.

"Grandpa, are you planning something? Just tell us, and we'll definitely agree."

"Yes, yes, we're just worried that Grandpa has been set up. He should at least have discussed it with us."

That evening at Shimizu Takashi's villa, his sons and grandsons came to persuade him.

However, without the black-robed demon's permission, he dared not speak openly and could only pretend to be impatient and drive them away.

“Gungung, I don’t need you to teach me what to do. Anyway, the donation has been notarized, and I’ve left you a lot, enough for the rest of your lives.”

But who would complain about having too much money!
"You all go out. Remember not to let anyone in, no one, understand?" Shimizu Takashi said to the few bodyguards he had temporarily hired, catching his breath.

"Yes."

The bodyguards professionally left the villa and took up positions in the passageways below the rooms and windows.

The descendants felt that Shimizu Takashi was still angry, so after discussing it for a while, they decided to mobilize more relatives to come tomorrow and left with their missions.

Shimizu Takashi returned to his room, anxiously awaiting the appearance of the demonic mist.

Compared to other people in their nineties, his performance was undoubtedly excellent.

Perhaps because he was afraid of dying from a young age, he always had a medical team to conduct regular check-ups and maintain his health.

Even so, I now have many chronic and age-related diseases, which are unavoidable and can only be alleviated.

He knew that it wouldn't be long before he couldn't even get out of bed, and at that time, he would probably be unable to rely on any of his "filial sons and grandsons," who would only be arguing and making a fuss over the inheritance. This was one of the reasons why he acted so decisively.

"You absolutely have to come! You absolutely have to come!"

As he muttered to himself, an unknown amount of time passed. Suddenly, the door opened, and the black-robed demonic figure entered his room.

"Sir, the matter you entrusted to me has been completed. These are the documents." Shimizu Takashi breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Nobi and, as if to claim credit, took out a bag containing the donation documents that had been processed urgently that day.

They even asked officials to testify, but even if they wanted to withdraw the request later, the officials who had already collected the taxes would not agree to such an unreasonable demand.

Nobi didn't look at those documents. He went to the refugee settlement today and confirmed that they had all received the "donations".

This lessened much of the people's grief.

Some families, where no one had died but only their houses were gone, jumped up in excitement.

He got an insurance policy, made a donation, and received an official subsidy. In the end, he unexpectedly turned misfortune into a blessing, at least achieving financial freedom in his small town.

Nobita's psychological burden has been greatly reduced.

"good."

Nobita walked to the window and started talking about something else.

What kind of nightmare did you have last night?

Takashi Shimizu was caught off guard by the question: "Dream? Yesterday? I can't remember much. I only remember it was a nightmare. I don't know if it's because I'm getting old, but I often have nightmares, but I don't remember them clearly when I wake up."

His smile was forced.

Nobita nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"I can relieve your pain, but you have to promise me one thing."

Upon hearing Nobita's agreement, Shimizu Takashi's aged face was filled with unbridled joy that even his wrinkles couldn't conceal!

"Very well! Whether it's ten or a hundred! From this day forward, I, Shimizu Takashi, will be your most loyal servant, my lord, and I swear to serve you to the death!"

These people, they made a habit of lying when they were young, and they still can't stop now that they're older.

Nobita doesn't like torturing people, so he'll give him a clean break.

laugh--

Before Shimizu Takashi's incredulous eyes, a sword exuding an aura of justice pierced his chest, yet he felt intense pain and itching emanating from all parts of his body.

"What I want you to promise is to properly apologize to the people who died because of you."

"Kaka."

thump.

He fell to the ground, with no wounds on his chest, but his body began to fester little by little, his skin peeled off, he couldn't make a sound, and he scratched himself as if he were very itchy, scraping off pieces of flesh and blood, as if he didn't feel it.

"."

Nobita frowned. He hadn't expected the other guy to die so tragically. The criminals he had killed before had all died quite quickly, so why was this guy dying such a miserable and torturous death?

Puzzled, he heard the sound of a car driving by outside the window. Through the open window, he saw a woman get out of the car. The woman seemed to have good eyesight, as she spotted him immediately and then ran towards the villa as if she were rushing.

"The investigation team?"

It was probably because Shimizu Takashi's donation behavior was too strange that it attracted the attention of the investigation team.

If a bad person suddenly has a change of heart and donates most of their wealth, there is a very high probability that they have ulterior motives. Instead of believing that they have repented and want to be a good person, it is better to guess that they have been kidnapped.

Nobi wasn't in a hurry. He walked past the corpse to the bathroom and used the save point card.

These past two days, he's been finding the gangsters to get the save point card before coming over, just to avoid being blocked at the door.

Hearing the commotion coming from the doorway, Nobita used a save point and disappeared from the spot.

“We know nothing about any investigation team; we are only loyal to our employer.”

"Get out of the way! Your actions are already a violation of Japanese law!"

"I'm willing to take responsibility for this." "You—"

"Shut up!" A tall woman with neat, short hair shouted, silencing the two opposing groups and causing them to turn to look at her.

“I am Gen Himeko, the leader of the 7th Investigation Team of the Extraordinary Measures Department. Thirty seconds ago, when I got out of the car, I saw ‘Demon Mist’ in the second-floor bedroom through the window. Your employer is likely dead now, and we need to go in to collect firsthand data. Don’t force us to report to the authorities to put pressure on your company. Now, you can try to contact your employer. If he responds, we will leave immediately.”

The two bodyguards at the door exchanged a glance.

Shimizu Takashi did not agree to bring a walkie-talkie, so they did not know what was happening inside.

We could only use the most primitive method of knocking on the door.

After knocking three times without any response, they knew something was wrong. With a sigh of resignation, they opened the door and said, "Please."

Genjiro led the way inside.

"Prepare to protect the scene. Work in pairs and check all the rooms. Akari, Tokuhiko, come with me to the second floor."

"Yes!"

As soon as they went up to the second floor, a strong stench of decay wafted in through the open bedroom door.

This smell is usually only found on a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

The group of people quickened their pace to the door, but their pupils dilated in fright, and they stopped abruptly.

All that could be seen was a highly decomposed, mangled corpse, now a giant, yet it was still moving.

Shimizu Takashi seemed to hear them going upstairs, and with difficulty, he stretched out his hand with his swollen body.

"Help!"

"Watch out!" Genji was the first to notice something was wrong. She quickly grabbed her two subordinates and lunged towards the stairs. The three of them tumbled down the stairs.

Plop!

Just as they rolled down, a nauseating odor filled the room, enough to make one vomit bile from just a whiff.

Like a biological bomb, the odor spread throughout the entire villa in an instant after the explosion.

"vomit--"

"What the hell is this—ugh!"

The investigators fled in disarray.

Even the two bodyguards at the door rushed to the roadside to vomit.

They asked themselves what kind of dangers they hadn't faced, from the slums of the Philippines to the cremation sites in the Ganges, and they had never smelled such a disgusting odor.

Just smelling it makes me feel like this money was earned in a sour and stinky way.

"Where is the team leader?"

"Where's Team Leader Yuan?!"

She told us to come out first.

"She can actually stay here!"

"It will be marinated."

"As expected of the team leader."

Genji put on her protective gear, carefully avoiding the debris, and climbed back up the stairs to the bedroom door.

The stench here is far stronger than in other places.

But she only frowned, and even walked up to the unformed skeleton, picked up a piece of tissue to examine it.

Some parts were fresh, while others were rotten.

The seventh investigation team she led was originally there to investigate the incident involving the ghost flower in Yamagata Prefecture. A student expedition team had escaped from a place near the disaster site and was taken to a hospital in Sendai City, so she brought the investigation team to conduct inquiries.

They soon learned from them that before the incident, a young man who looked very young but had a disheveled appearance had asked for directions.

Genji immediately identified the person as Nobi Tomoyoshi.

But what's strange is why the other party left Tokyo and appeared here with the clear purpose of finding out the whereabouts of a cave.

Furthermore, after investigation, it was determined that the collapsed cave was the core area where the Other Shore Demon Flower began to spread, indicating that Nobita was inextricably linked to this matter. So, was he the one who caused all of this?
Based on the other party's behavior and personality profile in Tokyo, he is unlikely to be the one who intentionally caused this disaster. Therefore, it is more likely that it was an accident or an attempt to stop it that failed, like the Centipede Train incident.

The question then becomes: how did Nobi Tomohiro know in advance that there was a spider lily flower there?

Just as they were pondering this, someone brought news that Shimizu Takashi had inexplicably donated a large sum of money to the families of the disaster victims.

Genji quickly noticed many things were amiss and realized that this donation was not simple.

Considering Nobita's presence at the scene and his personality profile, the answer becomes obvious.

The incident involving the demon flower on the other side of the river must be related to him. It is because of this that he felt guilty and decided to threaten a villain to force him to donate to the suffering people.

But in the end, they were still a step too late.

No, it's not that we're late; at least we've gained something.

Was the black-robed demonic mist that just appeared in front of the window real? Why did it appear and kill Shimizu Takashi?

Just to disgust Nobita?
Nobi probably only threatened this person to do things, and may not really take him seriously.

Or is it that the person who forced Shimizu Takashi to donate money was actually the Black-Robed Demon Mist, not Nobita?
She carefully examined the bedroom, but found nothing of value.

As she walked out of the villa, everyone couldn't help but step back, keeping a distance of ten steps from her.

“Mingli, help me ‘requisition’ a bathroom.”

"Ah, what excuse?"

“If they don’t lend it to you, just stay in the management office. They will lend it to you. If they still refuse, call me over.”

"Yes, team leader."

　Thank you to "Nya's Bride" for the donation.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)