Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

"Hehehe, don't worry about these harmless little things. Madmen have no human rights, they won't be selling drinks anymore, and they'll make a fortune—so isn't that great?"

Tomie Kawakami rested her chin on her hand and said with a smile.

"It's not great."

A look of disapproval flashed in Amamiya Rin's eyes.

"The instability has been resolved, and the funds have been secured. What more could you want? Don't be too greedy. If you want everything, you'll end up with nothing."

Tomie stopped smiling, rested her chin on her hands, and said in a serious tone.

"How could I have such a dream, being lectured by someone like you?"

Amamiya Rin shook her head helplessly, picked up a spoon, scooped up a wonton, and ate it.

He demonstrated his attitude through his actions—tacit approval.

Today, he will observe Tomie and her group's actions from an outsider's perspective and make judgments based on their actions.

Amamiya Rin didn't hide his thoughts, and how could Tomie and the others not know his plans? Kawakami Tomie shrugged, stood up, and her skirt drew an arc.

"I'm leaving now. You can eat by yourself."

Like a proud Persian cat, Tomie Kawakami gracefully left the restaurant.

After watching her leave, Amamiya Rin silently finished the rest of his noodles, paid the bill, and walked out of the restaurant leaning on his cane.

The morning sun was a bit too bright. He stood by the roadside, thinking about his plans for the day.

He gave Tomie 1.5 million yen, leaving him with 2 million yen. This amount of money was neither a lot nor a little, but it was definitely not enough for him given his circumstances.

"Forget it, I'll just buy a used Jeep for transportation."

Amamiya Rin muttered to himself. He had originally wanted to buy a new car, but now it seemed he could only buy a used one.

After taking a bus and making several transfers, Yu Gonglin arrived at the used car market on the outskirts of the city.

After some selection and bargaining, he finally spent over a million yuan to buy a somewhat old-looking second-hand Jeep.

The vehicle is robust with a high chassis and spacious interior. Although there are some scratches on the body, the engine sounds steady and the overall condition of the vehicle seems quite reliable.

After paying and completing the formalities, and sitting in the carriage, looking at the few dozen or so Fukuzawa Yukichi bills left, Amamiya Rin's face showed a somewhat helpless smile.

Money really doesn't last long; his savings of over three million yuan were almost gone in a single day.

"—!"

Just then, Amamiya Rin's cell phone rang.

I took out my phone and saw it was an unknown caller with the number hidden!

Amamiya Rin's gaze sharpened, and she immediately pressed the answer button.

A familiar yet unfamiliar female voice came from the other end of the phone.

Unsurprisingly, it was the woman who had the clues to the serial murder case.

You didn't show up for our appointment yesterday afternoon.

The other party's seemingly accusatory words were surprisingly calm.

"Sorry, something unexpected happened. Let's reschedule."

Amamiya Rin didn't offer much explanation, but simply apologized.

"You can decide on the time and place this time."

The woman didn't pursue the matter and said generously.

"The location doesn't need to change, the time... is 3 PM today."

Yu Gonglin glanced at the time displayed on his phone screen and said to the other party.

"I'll be there on time. I hope nothing goes wrong this time. If the murderer isn't caught, there will be more victims soon."

The other party accepted the offer hastily, but her response also revealed a hint of warning.

The call was disconnected, and a busy tone rang in her ears. Yu Gonglin put away her phone and immediately took action.

However, instead of heading to the agreed location immediately, he drove to [Sports Club].

Stepping into the gym again, Amamiya Rin registered and paid with practiced ease.

Then, they quickly moved on to the fitness phase.

Specially made straps were tightly wrapped around his upper arms and thighs. The staff pulled them tight, and the straps dug deep into his flesh, restricting blood circulation.

Then, the bottle of "Super Drink" that was bubbling violently was handed to him.

Amamiya Rin pulled the tab, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. The liquid, accompanied by explosive bubbles, rushed down his esophagus, causing his stomach to swell rapidly like a balloon. The intense feeling of fullness and tearing pain made his vision blur, and he almost vomited.

The staff immediately used a strap to gag his mouth and fastened it tightly behind his head, completely sealing off any possibility of him escaping.

For a moment, Amamiya Rin felt as if she had turned into a giant balloon, her body both light and heavy, swaying and almost falling to the ground.

The staff pushed him from behind, shoving him and several other trainees into the enormous pressure cooker.

With a loud bang, the hatch closed, and then unimaginable pressure squeezed in from all directions.

The air instantly solidified, eardrums caved inward, the chest cavity was tightened by an invisible force, the belly, which looked like a ten-month pregnancy, was flattened, the limbs withered like dead branches, the blood seemed to stop flowing, and the internal organs were squeezed onto the spine, almost compressed into a string of bones and flesh.

Torture more painful than death repeatedly assaulted Amamiya Rin's spirit.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd undergone pressure training, the pain was still unbearable.

Moreover, no matter how many times, Amamiya Rin couldn't understand why she was still alive.

The internal organs are all squeezed onto the spine; this is not a metaphor, but a fact!

He could feel that all his internal organs were squeezed into a huge mass; if he were anywhere else, he would be dead by now!

I don't know how much time passed, it felt like an eternity, and then the pressure suddenly disappeared.

The hatch opened, and Yu Gonglin and the other trainees collapsed to the ground as if their bones had been removed, unable to move. They had to be dragged out by the staff and left to rest against the wall.

It took Yu Gonglin quite a while to recover, but his limbs were still incredibly sore and he couldn't move.

Looking up at the clock, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Yu Gonglin took a deep breath, mustered some strength, and sat up straight. He closed his eyes halfway and gradually entered a state of meditation.

Inside the [Tomie Network], the thirty-odd Tomie Kawakami who remained in Tokyo had already selected today's human host. Amamiya Rin used Observation Precision Lock to synchronize his own consciousness with the host.

With a brief feeling of being pulled away, Amamiya Rin opened her eyes.

My field of vision has changed, and I've become shorter, but the fatigue and pain in my body have lessened considerably.

Amamiya Rin looked around. He was standing on a quiet street, the afternoon sun shining on his fair arms, bringing a warm touch.

Without wasting any time, Amamiya Rin set off immediately and arrived at the agreed-upon coffee shop before three o'clock.

Pushing open the door of the coffee shop, a bell rang softly, and soothing music flowed through the air. Amamiya Rin chose a seat by the window with a view of the door, waiting for the woman who had clues to the serial murder case to arrive for their appointment.