I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 85 & 086: The Three Ironclad Rules of Evil Spirits

"Three Ironclad Rules Regarding Type B 'Evil Spirits' and Necessary Countermeasures", by Uchiha Senmon.

Naruto Uchiha's attention was immediately drawn to the file, not only because the author was Senmon Uchiha, but also because it involved evil spirits.

More than half a month has passed since the system was activated. Uchiha Naruto has killed quite a few monsters, but he has only encountered one evil spirit on the first day at the Shimonoka apartment.

Although he eventually succeeded in using Buddhist teachings to exorcise the evil spirit, Uchiha Naruto still had many questions about it.

Evil spirits without physical form and monsters with physical bodies are clearly two different kinds of strangeness.

However, the six-armed monster being interrogated was vague about evil spirits. The teacher only taught them that evil spirits are neither friends nor enemies of monsters, and that they should keep their distance from evil spirits immediately and never get close to them.

"This infiltration of the Metropolitan Police Department was definitely the right move! It seems we can obtain a lot of valuable secret information."

Officer Qingtian picked up the file and examined it carefully:

"Uchiha Senmon? That's the surname of the commander we met that day. I've never heard of the surname Uchiha before, it must be the same person."

That day, after accidentally stumbling into the headquarters of the Sei no Kumi, and seeing the Arakawa Water God, and then seeing the Umibozu crawling out of the Arakawa River, Officer Aota was shocked but also a little curious and excited. So this was the truth of the world.

But with a transfer order moving Aota from the Organized Crime Countermeasures Department to the Fifth Section of the Public Security Department, Aota discovered that the truth of the world was not quite what he had imagined.

As a newcomer, Qingtian is still in the training phase. Her current job mainly involves reviewing various basic files about the extraordinary in the archives.

Give me this file.

Officer Qingtian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black-haired man with two tear troughs on his face sitting next to him.

From this distance, he could clearly see the black-haired man's scarlet eyes and the three black tomoe swirling around his pupils.

With his strange attire of black background and red clouds, and his scarlet demonic eyes, isn't this the red-eyed man who is one of the extraordinary beings highlighted in the files?

The Metropolitan Police Department is so eager to find him that they'd dig three feet into the ground. How dare he show up here so brazenly?

Officer Qingtian was about to stand up and shout for backup, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make a sound. Not only that, his body also involuntarily handed over the file. Then he sat back down properly, put his hands on the table, and watched as the red-eyed man opened the file.

"What's going on? Is my body being controlled?"

Officer Qingtian had a blank expression, but his eyes were darting around anxiously, and his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.

"But I'm not the only one in the archives! This superhuman's attire is so conspicuous, they'll notice something's wrong soon and rescue me."

Officer Qingtian turned his pleading gaze to his colleague across the hall who was flipping through documents, and another colleague who was carrying files and walking down the aisle.

But the next moment he realized something was wrong. It was as if the archives room had been put on pause. All the officers were motionless. Officer Qingtian could clearly see that the female officer opposite him had her hand, which was reaching for coffee, hovering on the table.

Everyone looked like frozen statues, or performing a silent puppet show, their expressions stiff and blank, but their blinking and moving eyes showed that they were still alive, and also revealed how fearful and uneasy they were inside.

For a moment, the only sound in the archives was the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall.

"Everyone is under his control, this monster!"

Naruto Uchiha opened the report about evil spirits written by the Uchiha Sage.

In the opening of this report, the Uchiha Sage pointed out that the currently discovered Type B is very different from the legendary ghosts.

Folk tales often feature stories of vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts seeking revenge, but there are also ghosts that are kind to the living, such as those who tie grass to their heads and carry rings in their beaks.

However, to date, all discovered Type B individuals are unequivocally hostile to humans and will indiscriminately attack any human who enters their territory, even if that person is their parents, spouse, or children from their previous life.

Evil spirits have no reason, no emotions, and cannot communicate; this is the first ironclad rule.

Naruto Uchiha thought back to the evil spirit he encountered on the first day, and it was indeed so.

It's a kind of evil spirit that kills all living people without reason, like in Japanese horror movies such as Ju-on, rather than a ghost that can speak and is gentle and almost indistinguishable from a living person, like in A Chinese Ghost Story or Ghost.

The second ironclad rule is that evil spirits cannot be destroyed.

The Metropolitan Police Department tried everything, from physical attacks to flames, electric shocks, explosions, and even experimental electromagnetic weapons, but nothing could harm the evil spirit in the slightest.

When scientific methods failed, religious methods were used. Various religious figures were "invited" to the paranormal scene. Monks, priests, witches, and so on... but none of them could make the evil spirit become a Buddha. Instead, they were so frightened by the evil spirit that they wet themselves and made a fool of themselves.

I've tried everything from traditional Japanese folk practices like sprinkling salt to ward off evil spirits, to black dog blood and rooster blood from neighboring countries, and all of them have been completely ineffective.

The Metropolitan Police Department can use firearms and ammunition to eliminate physical monsters, but they are helpless against intangible evil spirits.

"Evil spirits have no reason, cannot communicate, and are full of malice towards the living. The Metropolitan Police Department has no way to eliminate them, so aren't there no solutions for evil spirits?"

The third ironclad rule is that evil spirits have a homing tendency, a concept similar to that of earthbound spirits.

Evil spirits are bound to their former residence or the place of death, and their range of activity is geographically restricted. They will not roam outside on their own initiative, and there will be no danger as long as you do not rashly break in.

"I see. As long as the location of the evil spirit is isolated from the surrounding area, the harm it poses to humans is almost non-existent. It seems that these reclusive evil spirits are quite Zen."

Naruto Uchiha smiled and glanced through the file.

"But this is good too. As long as I know the location of the evil spirits, I can call them out one by one."

Naruto Uchiha walked up to the archives administrator, the black tomoe in his eyes slowly rotating:

"Is this all the file I have?"

The administrator's eyes were filled with terror, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his mouth involuntarily uttered the truth:

"Only files classified as Level 1 and 2 are kept; Level 3 files are kept by the section chief."

Naruto Uchiha nodded and clapped his hands:

"I've made up my mind. I'm taking all the documents from the archives with me! You guys sort them out and pack them up."

As if a switch had been flipped, all the police officers present got up to tidy up the files, and for a moment they were extremely busy.

Uchiha Naruto, like their leader, sat to the side, issuing orders.

A few minutes later, a portly police officer carrying a strong cup of tea returned to his post in the monitoring room.

After taking a sip of tea, the chubby police officer glanced at the various screens as usual, then spat it all over the screens!

"puff--!"

That outfit, black with red clouds—is it that of the extraordinary individual?!

The chubby police officer rubbed his eyes, then felt a surge of joy. Had he walked right into a trap?

But when he saw the superhuman on the screen, who was like a master directing his servants, ordering police officers to pack various files into cardboard boxes in batches, the fat police officer couldn't help but be shocked.

What's going on?

Why aren't the police officers arresting the superhuman? Instead, they're moving his things.

Are all these police officers undercover agents of superhuman abilities?

He scrambled out of the monitoring room, shouting loudly:

"Intrusion! The mole led the superhumans to infiltrate the Metropolitan Police Department!"

(End of this chapter)