Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"You really think you're Ultraman!" The Aidashik alien looked at Shinjiro, who was charging at him relentlessly, and tore open the cuff of his police uniform to reveal two plasma energy cannons that looked like sharp forks.

Aiming at Shinjiro, who was attacking without leaving himself any room for maneuver, the tip of the sword flashed with electric arcs.

"Bang bang bang—!!"

The plasma energy cannon instantly solidified and fired three shots at Ultraman, who was charging straight towards it.

Unable to dodge in time, Shinjiro raised his arms and crossed them in front of him to block the attack.

The energy cannons slammed into his defenses, creating a burst of fire and the impact knocked the irrational Shinjiro back a distance.

“Tch…”

"To put it bluntly, it's nothing but a fake."

"They're nowhere near as good as the real Ultraman." Although the Aidisik alien had never seen Ultraman in person, he had heard about the powers those disgusting guys possessed.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, if the real Ultraman had appeared here, he estimated that he wouldn't even have had a chance to fight him.

"Fortunately, those annoying guys are all dead."

"And the guys impersonating them are only this good."

The Eldashik alien laughed, thinking that this was truly a good era for him.

Large-scale wars of aggression were halted by the Star Cluster Council, but unique cases could easily use the convenience between the Interstellar Alliance to travel to those weaker planets and launch a hunt.

The only regret is that I'm relatively poor.

You seem quite happy about this.

"What!?"

Upon hearing the sudden, deep voice, the Aidashik alien immediately turned around alertly and saw a figure in a dark blue combat suit standing right behind him. How come he hadn't noticed it at all before?

Is it because this guy is too inconspicuous to pose any threat?

Damn, that startled me!

"Prepare to die..."

The Eldahik alien raised his right arm, aiming the plasma energy cannon at the guy's helmet, preparing to blast his head off.

But after a loud bang.

The plasma energy hand cannon and half of the arm were grabbed by the opponent, while the latter half of the arm... along with the entire body, disappeared in a blur, flying towards the side wall of the warehouse like a cannonball, with blood gushing from the severed arm spraying in mid-air.

"what happens?"

Just as Shinjiro was about to use the Specium Ray on the Aidashik alien, he looked up and saw the Aidashik alien fly away, while Mr. Natsuki was holding onto half of its arm.

How come the Aidashik alien, who seemed to have a lot of control over his own weaknesses just now, seems so vulnerable in Mr. Natsuki's hands?

Relying solely on that ordinary combat uniform?

Mr. Natsuki... is he really that strong!?

"Ahhh-"

"My arm!"

The Eldashik alien slammed against the warehouse wall and slid down into the pile of goods, clutching his broken right arm and howling in pain.

At the same time, I was horrified.

What's going on with that guy... that unassuming guy?!

I couldn't see the guy's movements at all, and he took away half of my right arm in an instant. This guy is definitely not human!

How could such a creature exist on Earth!

This is definitely a trap set for me; I have absolutely been drawn into a power struggle between some big shots!

Realizing this, the Eldahik alien disregarded his injured arm and leaped towards the nearest window.

With a "crack," it desperately fled outside amidst the shards of glass.

"How could I let you escape!" Without a second thought, Shinjiro decisively gave chase. He absolutely could not let this guy get away!

Natsuki nodded as he looked at the Aidisik alien whose fighting power had been greatly reduced due to the loss of his arm.

There weren't many people in the old factory area near this warehouse, so chasing a little further wouldn't be a problem. Next, he would run to an even more remote location during the chase, and... it would be reasonable for him to land there after being attacked.

Just as Natsuki took a step to catch up,

"Don't let him get away, chase after him."

“It doesn’t matter if we chase them all the way to the city,” Ed’s voice came through their communication channel.

"Are you sure?" Natsuki asked.

"What? Ed, are you serious?" Dan Moroboshi also questioned.

If they actually manage to catch up to the city center, they'll face even more trouble.

"This mission... is also an opportunity to bring the existence of aliens to the public's attention." Ed's voice remained deep and slow, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.

Aldashik Alien

Chapter 382 That's Ultraman's assistant!

"If the existence of aliens were suddenly revealed to people right now, do you know how much turmoil it would cause?"

Dan Moroboshi was well aware that concealing the existence of aliens did provide some criminals with opportunities to commit crimes in secret, but overall the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Once society descends into a state of panic where everyone feels insecure, the resulting conflict between humans and extraterrestrials will be no laughing matter, given the countless legal extraterrestrial immigrants on Earth.

“I am well aware of the consequences of doing this,” Ed’s voice continued in the communication.

"Therefore, I brought the existence of 'Ultraman' into people's view ahead of time."

"Even if aliens exist, people can still believe in 'Ultraman'."

As Shinjiro, Ultraman, he will inherit people's trust in the true Ultraman and eliminate criminals from outer space.

This was something they had decided on from the beginning.

Shinjiro must become Ultraman, he must become a true Ultraman that people can trust.

Having already made two public appearances, this time, eliminating aliens in front of the public will definitely greatly reduce people's panic about the existence of aliens. After all... this is a world that has been saved by a hero.

Upon hearing this answer, Dan Moroboshi remained silent for a long time.

Ultraman's existence can indeed reduce people's panic, but... he always felt that Ed had other intentions.

"I understand." Compared to Dan Moroboshi, Natsuki responded quickly, his figure already leaving the warehouse and chasing after the direction the Aidisik aliens had fled.

If he didn't care how much noise he made, it would actually make his actions easier.

As for Ed's suggestion to make Shinjiro a symbol of people's hope, that would indeed put a lot of pressure on Shinjiro, but as long as he's around, there won't be too much of a problem.

......

Inside a secluded two-story apartment building.

"The Kurt team has not yet found the key clue to this serial murder case."

Officer Endo stood in a bedroom on the second floor of the apartment, looking at the cleaned-up scene, his gaze fixed on something on the wall in front of him.

"The scene has been cleaned up like this, they must have taken away the key clues long ago, right?" Officer Kurata looked at the room, which had even had the bloodstains wiped away, but he couldn't see any clues at all.

They cut through the Kurt team's security perimeter to get in, so they're probably going to be punished when they get back.

“Kurata…” Endo stared at the wall and spoke.

"Yes, senpai." Kurata Won followed Endo-senpai's gaze and looked ahead, seeing a few posters of idol singers on the wall, but nothing else particularly special.

"That's why I'm so persistent about this case."

"On the one hand, it's because as a police officer, I should find ways to protect the safety of ordinary people."

"And another reason... is that this case involves someone I care about." Inspector Endo said, clenching his fist as he looked at the energetic and beautiful girl on the poster.

"The person I care about refers to..."

Kurata looked at it from left to right but couldn't figure it out. Why was his senior staring at an ordinary poster?

"Could it be that you're the type to secretly follow celebrities?" he asked, puzzled.

Could a seemingly serious and composed senior be the kind of person who sits at their idol's concert waving a glow stick?

Ugh... I can't even imagine what that would look like.

"I'm talking about Kurata..."

"I'm not trying to discourage you, but... you really don't have much talent for being a detective," Endo said, rubbing his forehead as he listened to Kurata's words.

My assistant and partner is really slow-witted.

This is the scene of the fifth serial murder case. The only thing that the previous four cases and this one have in common is that they all had some degree of celebrity worship. Apart from the victim who hung the poster directly in his bedroom, the other victims also had concert tickets stored in their drawers, handshake tickets purchased online, and a series of other related items on their phones.

The idol, Rena Sayama, is the key thread that connects all the events.

"Don't say that, senpai. I'm really sad," Kurata said, scratching his head in frustration.

"There's one more thing."

"Serial killers often share another characteristic..."

As Officer Endo spoke, he walked towards the window and suddenly pulled back the curtains the moment he reached it.

"They always go back to the crime scene!"

"Found it!"

"Suspicious person!"

The moment Endo drew back the curtains, he saw a short figure who made eye contact with him and then suddenly started to run away. Regardless of whether that guy was the murderer or not, his appearance at the crime scene and his behavior of avoiding him was suspicious enough!

Seeing that the other person had run quite a distance in a short time, Endo immediately shouted loudly and jumped out of the window.

......

Shibuya Ward, Tokyo, Shibuya All-Way Crossing.

This is the busiest intersection in all of Asia. Every time the traffic light changes at an 80-second interval, about 3,000 people cross the road at the same time.