I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 246 and 247: Supernatural Events in Sapporo

"Are you really going to jump?"

The passersby who had previously been clamoring for the person who threw the object from the high-rise to jump down and apologize were horrified when they saw the several corpses on the ground, their brains splattered and unrecognizable.

Throwing objects from high-rise buildings isn't a big deal. A bow and apology are enough to make it go away. Is it really necessary to atone with death?!

Oh no, am I being accused of inciting suicide?

Upon thinking of this, the passerby broke out in a sweat and decided to slip away quietly into the crowd.

But the tragedy at the thirteenth-floor window of the mall was not over yet. The only remaining man in a black suit, his face filled with panic, bent down to look at the several corpses on the street, then turned back to look at them again.

"No, don't come any closer!"

He screamed hysterically, pulled a pistol from his waist, turned around, and started firing wildly into the mall.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A few gunshots rang out, and in full view of everyone, the man in the black suit was pulled into the mall in the blink of an eye, as if by something, leaving only a mournful, deathly scream.

The pedestrians on the street looked at each other in disbelief.

"Was that a gunshot?"

"This looks very serious. Is it a kidnapping or a terrorist attack?"

"I've already called the police! The traffic police said they'll be here soon."

No one knew what was so terrifying about the thirteenth floor of the mall that could force these people to risk their lives by jumping from a height of more than twenty meters, and even resorting to firearms.

Even the most oblivious person realized the seriousness of the problem.

But it's human nature to watch the spectacle, and even so, a large number of people were still looking up at the mall, and some even took out their phones to take pictures and live stream.

"Thump!"

Another dark, grimy corpse was thrown out of the window.

However, the sound of the body hitting the ground was not as heavy as the previous jumpers, nor did it splatter blood everywhere like a rotten watermelon, a truly gruesome sight.

"How could this corpse have turned into this?!" Several people crowded around to take a look, and their bodies trembled, their faces filled with horror.

The body was the same man in the black suit from before, but the body was emaciated and shrunk to just over a meter tall. It was wrinkled and looked like a mummy, but you could still vaguely see the despair and pain before death.

It crashed to the ground, its right arm and leg shattered, but there was no bleeding from the broken ends, as if all the bodily fluids and blood had been drained from its body.

This bizarre corpse was even more gruesome than the one that had fallen to its death earlier.

Some of the onlookers were so frightened that they screamed and fainted. The rest of the crowd also felt that things were becoming increasingly strange and bizarre, developing in an incomprehensible direction, and began to stir.

"Something's not right. This doesn't seem like a fire or a random attack. So many people would rather jump off a building than fight back, even guns were useless, and there's this horrifying mummified corpse..."

Some people calmly analyzed the situation and came to a conclusion that even they found absurd:

"Could this be a paranormal event!?"

A local from Sapporo paused, as if remembering something, and said uncertainly:

"I come to the shopping center often. The 13th floor of the mall has been closed since the year before last. I think I heard that it's because it's haunted."

"Did they jump from the thirteenth floor of the mall?"

"Impossible, right? And wasn't the thirteenth floor locked? How can there be so many people here?"

Panic began to spread among the crowd.

Just then, sirens blared, and several police cars stopped at the corner of the road. A group of officers, led by a senior police officer in his fifties, escorted the crowd on both sides and arrived at the scene.

"That must be the head of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, such an important figure is here!"

"With so many people dead, how can we still peacefully drink tea at headquarters?"

The Hokkaido Police Chief, his expression grave and unsmiling, looked up at the thirteenth floor, his brows furrowed like a pretzel. He turned to his subordinates and decisively gave them orders:

"What are you all standing there for! Evacuate all the people immediately, set up a cordon, and implement traffic control immediately. No one is allowed to approach!"

"Arrange for a team of police officers to enter the mall and evacuate all the customers."

"Also, arrange for ambulances and fire trucks immediately! Oh, and prepare rescue air cushions."

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away."

The subordinate bowed respectfully and then withdrew.

The police immediately moved the bodies of those who had jumped to their deaths aside. The Hokkaido police chief glanced at them, his gaze finally settling on the mummified corpse in the black suit, his face turning ashen.

"Inspector Shimotsuke, you must be from your Metropolitan Police Department, right?" the Hokkaido Police Chief asked a middle-aged man with a stubble and a somewhat dejected look behind him.

"That's right. Even though it's turned into this, you can still tell that this is Inspector Kawakami from the surveillance team." Inspector Shimono squatted down, not minding at all, and touched the mummified corpse's head with his hand, saying in a deep voice.

"What on earth is going on? The surveillance team was supposed to be keeping watch on the twelfth floor to prevent anyone from breaking into the thirteenth floor, so how did they end up trapped on the thirteenth floor themselves?"

"Well... I'm not entirely sure either. The entire surveillance team has also lost contact with us."

The resigned police chief was somewhat embarrassed and also very puzzled.

The Metropolitan Police Department, together with the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, had long since sealed off the elevators and stairwells leading to the mall center, and even set up a surveillance team on the twelfth floor to prevent reckless individuals from breaking into the thirteenth floor.

"There's bad news. The last message from the surveillance team said there might be dozens of people on the thirteenth floor now..."

"Oh shit!"

The Hokkaido Police Chief couldn't help but swear, launching a tirade against the outgoing Superintendent of Police of the Metropolitan Police Department:

"What the hell is the Metropolitan Police Department doing? Are the surveillance team all a bunch of incompetent bastards? How could they let so many people break into the thirteenth floor?!"

The Superintendent Shimotsuke, however, displayed a remarkably composed demeanor, remaining silent and calmly stating without arguing:

"Minister Maeno, now is not the time to investigate who is at fault. The most urgent task is to rescue the survivors on the thirteenth floor."

"snort."

Department Head Maeno snorted coldly and didn't retaliate further. He pursed his lips and said:

"I've already put the Hokkaido Police SWAT team on standby; they can storm the thirteenth floor at any time to rescue people."

"I'm afraid...that won't work!"

Inspector Shimono frowned. The well-trained and well-equipped mobile unit was a sharp sword, effective in handling both ordinary terrorist incidents and ordinary Type A attacks. However, it was less effective against Type B attacks, which lacked physical form. Past experimental records had proven that firearms and ammunition were ineffective against Type B.

In the worst-case scenario, the mobile unit will disappear without a trace, just like the surveillance team.

and……

Inspector Shimono continued to observe Inspector Kawakami's twisted and deformed mummified corpse, his expression extremely solemn.

Type B-16 is the last type of evil spirit registered in 2003. The Metropolitan Police Department investigated five victims who encountered Type B-16, none of whom were in mortal danger. Inspector Kawakami may be the first victim.

No, judging from the situation, it's highly likely that a Type B-16 is wreaking havoc inside.

How could Type B-16 become so insane overnight?

Moreover, the Metropolitan Police Department has been guarding the 12th floor with strict security, and the surveillance team has done a good job in the past two years. So why are a bunch of people inexplicably rushing into the 13th floor like headless flies today?

There are more and more things I can't understand, and the resigned vigilante is having a terrible headache.

Suddenly, Superintendent Shimono had a flash of inspiration and remembered the official document that the Metropolitan Police Department had sent them overnight the day before.

Could it be that the rampage of Type B-16 is related to last night's blood moon spectacle?

It's certainly very possible!

Inspector Shimono felt he had grasped something, and while thinking about it, he told the Hokkaido Police Chief about his concerns.

"This won't work, that won't work! Are we just going to stand by and watch dozens of people be slaughtered by the evil spirits, with all these restrictions preventing us from doing anything?"

Minister Maeno was sweating profusely with anxiety. If so many people died in Sapporo, it would definitely cause a national sensation, or even a global one, just like the Mount Buko incident last month!

When that time comes, he, as the head of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, will definitely have to kneel down and apologize at a press conference, and he might even lose the position he has worked so hard to obtain.

Wait a minute, the head of the Saitama Prefectural Police Headquarters, where the Wujia Mountain incident occurred, didn't receive any punishment either; he just bowed and apologized.

After all, the Zhengxin Society was destroyed by the extraordinary Master Dilu, leaving the local police headquarters helpless. This time, the large-scale paranormal events in Sapporo also involve the extraordinary.

Given the precedent of the Saitama Prefectural Police Chief, the punishment should not be too severe.

Thinking of this, Minister Maeno's uneasy expression relaxed somewhat.

"I was too hasty just now. Let's do as Inspector Shimono says. After all, your Metropolitan Police Department is the expert in dealing with supernatural events. We laymen shouldn't overstep our bounds."

"The less you do, the fewer mistakes you make; if you do nothing, you make no mistakes," said Maeno, a professional bureaucrat, quickly adjusting his mindset.

Inspector Shimono vaguely guessed what the minister was thinking, but he nodded calmly and said:

"I'll contact the Metropolitan Police Department right away!"

The Metropolitan Police Department is no longer what it used to be; it now controls more than one superhuman. It is not helpless against evil spirits, which cannot be killed by physical means.

Given the high value of superhumans, it's uncertain whether the Metropolitan Police Department will send reinforcements to Sapporo.

No, it doesn't matter whether they come or not. By the time the Metropolitan Police Department's superhumans arrive, the dozens of people trapped on the thirteenth floor of the shopping center and the surveillance team will probably be wiped out.

The vigilante, Shimotsu, sighed with a hint of reluctance.

"Help!"

Just then, from the broken window on the thirteenth floor of the commercial center, a mother holding an infant in swaddling clothes poked her head out, tears streaming down her face, and cried out for help. She kept turning back, and with each turn, the fear on her face intensified.

"No, no, don't come any closer! Help, help me!"

The mother, holding her child, cried out desperately for help to the police officers below, but they were powerless to help, and there was simply no time left.

It seemed that some monster was getting closer and closer. The mother retreated repeatedly until half of her body was already squeezed out of the window, with nowhere left to go.

This scene terrified the police officers on the street and the crowds who had not yet been evacuated.

"Damn it, hasn't the rescue airbag arrived yet?"

"A helicopter! Why isn't there a helicopter?"

"Those useless Hokkaido Provincial Police! Why haven't they done anything to rescue anyone yet?! They've embezzled all my tax money!"

With tears streaming down her face, the mother kissed the baby's face, gritted her teeth, hugged the baby tightly, and jumped from the thirteenth floor, which was more than twenty meters high.

Everyone's heart jumped into their throat.

Even though he had prepared for the worst, the Shimojo Senkaku was still furious when he saw this scene.

He could tell at a glance that the mother was trying to cushion her child's fall, but at that height, they would inevitably be smashed to pieces together.

Just then, everyone saw a blurry figure trailing a long, blue streak of light in the howling wind.

The shimmering blue light streaked across the ground and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the foot of the commercial center. Its speed was astonishing, even faster than Usain Bolt sprinting at full speed on the track!

Only when the streak of light stopped on the street in the commercial center could everyone see clearly that it was a petite and delicate girl.

She stretched out her hands, seemingly trying to catch the mother and child who had fallen from the building.

No, not possible!

The mother and son jumped from the thirteenth floor. Due to the acceleration caused by gravity, even an adult male would inevitably suffer broken arms and risk his life if he tried to catch them.

Not to mention girls like this.

It could cost three lives!

Some people couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to bear watching the tragedy that was about to unfold.

So they also missed that petite, absolutely stunning leap.

The petite girl leaped five or six meters high with the agility of a rabbit and a falcon, catching the mother and child who were falling from the building and landing them safely on the ground.

The world seemed to stand still, and after a brief silence, thunderous applause erupted!

Both the police and the onlookers spontaneously applauded and cheered.

Tsukimi Inaba looked at the mother and child in her arms. The mother had her eyes tightly closed in fright and was unaware that she had been rescued. The baby in her arms looked at her with wide, innocent eyes.

She smiled gently at the baby, and the next moment, Tsukimi Inaba carried them to the nearest policeman and carefully handed the mother and child over to him.

The police officers, with complicated expressions, surrounded them.

This girl wearing a single eye patch, whether it's her speed chasing the light or her effortless catch of a mother and child falling from a building, all demonstrate her uniqueness.

Is it another superhuman?

"Excuse me, are you...?"

Shimono only opened his mouth subconsciously, and a whirlwind rose from the ground. The girl once again ran like the wind and rushed into the entrance of the commercial building in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)