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His voice is scarier than that of a demon.

Ishino jumped up and screamed, "Don't come over here, you bastard!"

He roared as he hurried around to the back of the desk.

Ishino opened the drawer, took out the gun that had been hidden inside, pointed it at Takehiro Iwama in front of him, and shouted, "If you dare to take another step forward, I'm going to shoot!"

Fujimura Yuto sat down on the ground with sweat all over his face. He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The man in front of him was so seriously injured, but he was still able to fight.

What kind of drugs did he take? Or is his willpower worse than that of an ordinary person?

"Just shoot," Takehiro Iwama said with contempt.

At this moment, he threw away all fear in his mind, and his only thought was to take the man in front of him away.

He will never let go of the murderer who killed Kikuko.

"Bastard!" Ishino cried, as if he was the one who was forced into a corner and suffered all the injustices in the world.

Finger on the trigger.

Bang! The loud gunshots were heard outside the office, and passers-by on the street could hear them clearly.

"Hey, was there a gunshot just now?" "It must have been a gunshot."

Young people on the street were communicating with each other, and their words were full of excitement.

Qingze looked up at the office on the second floor with a thoughtful look on his face. Is this the end?

……

Iwama Takehiro is not dead.

Ishino stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, unable to understand why the other party had not fallen down after being shot.

The impact of the bullet only made Takehiro Iwama stagger a little, but he did not fall down and continued to stare at Ishino with his bloodshot left eye.

"I won't die until I kill you."

Ishino completely collapsed. He screamed meaninglessly and kept pulling the trigger.

boom!boom!

Bullet rounds rang out in the house, but Fujimura Yuto could not hear anything and fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Takehiro Iwama's body shook as he slowly approached, and the bullets left several more bullet holes on his already broken body.

"You monster!" Ishino pulled the trigger repeatedly without any sound, then he realized that the magazine was empty.

Iwama Takehiro seized the opportunity, exerted force with his feet suddenly, tore his leg muscles, and threw himself over the desk. The huge impact carried Ishino and rushed out of the window.

Bang! The window shattered, and pieces of broken glass reflected the light of the street lamp and scattered in the air. The two of them fell downstairs together, causing passers-by on the road to scream.

Amid screams, people made way for more space but did not flee from here. Instead, they watched the movie-like scene with extremely excited eyes.

Qingze looked at Takehiro Iwama, who no longer looked like a human, and his eyes became deep.

"Help, help me, he's crazy, he's crazy!" Ishino shouted frantically, but he couldn't get rid of Takehiro Iwama on his body.

His spine had been broken and he could only twist his body weakly like a maggot.

"Haha," Takehiro Iwama laughed, raised the switchblade in his left hand, and stabbed it straight through Ishino's throat.

Hoo, hoo, blood oozes out of his throat, Ishino can no longer utter a word, his eyes widen.

Iwama Takehiro watched him die, and the life left his body.

In a trance, Takehiro Iwama looked up and saw nothing in the night sky of Tokyo as before.

Today, the night sky lit up, and little bits of starlight condensed into the shape of chrysanthemums.

"Kikuko, can you forgive me? Take me to heaven."

Muttering, Takehiro Iwama released the switchblade in his hand and raised his left hand towards the starry sky.

The light in his eyes went out, and his body seemed to harden, but he did not fall down.

At this moment, people around him noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a smile. Unlike his bloodstained cheeks, that smile was so gentle.

"Amen." Some religious believers immediately knelt down, clasped their hands together and prayed, believing that this was a miracle.

Without the blessing of God, how could a mortal accomplish such a feat?

The bloody scene became sacred.

Click, the phone's camera flash lights up.

People took pictures of this scene and made up a touching story in their minds.

The sound of sirens was heard in the distance. Qingze did not stay here and turned away.

……

Hypnosis has weaknesses.

Qingze recalled the appearance of Takehiro Iwama in his mind.

Hypnosis increases the opponent's ability to withstand blows, but it cannot erase those injuries. It just makes the body ignore the pain.

This meant that he had to be extremely cautious if he wanted to hypnotize himself.

Once hypnosis is over-exerted, it can cause physical damage without one's knowledge.

This is a very dangerous thing, and he needs some time to think about how to strike the right balance.

Unfortunately, Qingze didn’t have time to find a second experimental material.

There is a tigress in the house.

If you don't go back, you will have to face Chiyoko Morimoto's fists and nagging.

Qingze thought about it and set out on the journey home. Compared with exploring the ability of hypnosis, it was more important to prevent Chiyo from getting angry.

Chapter 6: The Hunter in Disguise

Ayase Apartment, Adachi-ku, 601.

"I am back."

Qingze opened the door and shouted inside.

Warm lights illuminate the living room, and Chiyo Morimoto lies lazily on a sun lounger.

The standard is that the less clothes you wear, the higher your combat power.

The purple and black bikini with flowers is at least a battle suit with a combat power of over 300 million.

She had a pure white facial mask on her face, and her mobile phone was placed on a stand, playing short videos of beauty bloggers.

Chiyo Morimoto will not squander her youth and figure recklessly.

Get up at six o'clock every day to make a balanced breakfast, then do yoga and jogging, exercise deep muscles, shower, take care of hair and skin, and put on makeup.

You also have to do gymnastics after breakfast, always carry a parasol when going out, and apply sunscreen and spray perfume.

I must go to bed at 9:30 pm.

This is a regular thing to do every day. She never slacks off when it comes to beauty and maintenance.

……

"Good, I thought someone was going to be living on the streets tonight, sleeping on a bench with the homeless in the park."

Chiyo Morimoto gently massaged her temples, her tone cold.

The public security in Adachi Ward does not allow teenagers to hang around late at night.

Qingze knew that she was a little angry, so he didn't answer. He closed the door and said with a smile: "A horrible revenge murder just happened in Kita-Senju. Did you know?"

Chiyo Morimoto said casually without even raising her eyelids: "It's already a big debate online, how could I not know about it?"

"When a case like this happens in your jurisdiction, don't you have any intention of taking action?"

"You must be kidding. I'm a professional police officer. How could I possibly take action for such a small matter?"

"More than a dozen people died. In Japan, this is not a small matter."

"It doesn't matter how many bastards die opening pachinko, I don't care at all."

Chiyo Morimoto responded with an indifferent tone.

She hates pachinko and horse racing, and has great malice towards legal associations allowed by the state.

In her eyes, no matter what high-sounding reasons are used to package it, the underworld is still the underworld and it can't be a good thing.

After all, the foundation of the underworld is built on exploiting the general public. It is completely wishful thinking to expect the underworld to become better.

Qingze was used to her sharp remarks that did not conform to the chief of police, so he walked towards the refrigerator and asked, "So what do you think of Iwama Takehiro?"

"He no longer needs my evaluation. The evaluation of him on the Internet is already very high. He is the Son of the New Age and the man who proves that heaven really exists."

Chiyo Morimoto thought of the comments online, and her bright eyes revealed sarcasm as she said, "The various churches online are very excited, and regard Takehiro Iwama as a miracle performed by God in the world.

They made a big fuss on social media, saying that the holy body of Takehiro Iwama must be protected.

The police who went to investigate the case were blocked by several fanatical church members and were unable to get close to the scene.

Chiyo Morimoto recalled the scene in the short video where believers and the police were confronting each other, and her mood became unpleasant.

First of all, she doesn't hate religion.

It is not a bad thing for mortals to fear and believe in gods.

But she hates those who treat religion as a business and blindly deceive the people.

Unfortunately, the top leaders of all churches are of that character, and the people with true faith are always at the bottom.

In other words, only non-believers can hold high positions in the church.

This is a very ironic fact.

"A miracle... hehe," Qingze felt a little excited about his prank being successful and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chiyo Morimoto said with some dissatisfaction: "Are you laughing at me?"

"No, I just think of happy things."

"What happy thing?"

"Well, going home and seeing a beauty like you lying in a bikini is a visual feast worth being happy about no matter how you think about it."

Qingze opened the pull ring and gulped down a sip of Coke.

Morimoto Chiyo's eyes showed a trace of suspicion. She snorted softly, not believing what he said, and said sarcastically: "I didn't teach you to lie."

She was not stupid, so she could naturally see that Qingze was hiding something from her, but she did not intend to ask any further questions.

Adolescents always have some topics that they cannot talk about with adults.

As for her swimsuit look that looked like a summer beach outfit, it was not the first time she wore it, so naturally she would not receive any compliments.

"Remember to brush your teeth and go to bed after drinking Coke."

"You don't need to remind me, I still need to take a bath."

"The bath water in the bathtub is still hot, take a dip, don't waste it."

Chiyo Morimoto said this and stretched out on the sun lounger like a cat.

Qingze raised his head slightly to show respect and asked casually: "How do you know I will come back on time?"

"I guessed it," Chiyo Morimoto peeled off the mask on her face, revealing cheeks as smooth as peeled eggs.

She believed in her prestige at home, so she could calculate the time when Qingze would return.

If she dared to exceed the time she had calculated in her mind and let the bath water cool down, it would mean a storm was coming.

It's scary when a woman gets angry.

Qingze didn't say anything and drank the Coke in one breath.

If a young man in his twenties were to take such a fierce approach, he would definitely say, "Oh, it's not healthy at all and it hurts the stomach."

For teenagers, it has no effect at all, that's how young people drink Coke.