Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

Kobayashi Sadato, who was thought to be fearless, suddenly wanted to live at this moment.

Even if he had no property, even if he became a homeless person wandering the streets, he wanted to continue living.

"Uh, ah..." Kobayashi Sada uttered unclear words, and his strong desire to survive disappeared in the darkness that swallowed his consciousness.

The man fell forward.

Qingze raised his hand, but did not touch Kobayashi Sadato, and instead used his telekinesis to push the corpse to the side.

He walked towards Yoshizawa Rumi who was standing there.

……

what happened?

These words flashed through Yoshizawa Rumi's mind. From her perspective, she only saw the aggressive Kobayashi Sadato suddenly pause and then be pushed down by Dio.

The entire process was obscured by the tall and fat body, and Yoshizawa Rumi was not clear about the specific details of the fight.

The only thing she knew was that a foreign man named Dio was approaching her.

"How is he?"

Yoshizawa Rumi asked, not because she was worried about Kobayashi Sadato, but because the doubts in her heart were so strong that she wanted to get the answers.

"I killed him."

At this moment, even Qingze felt that the voice he made was so charming.

His current appearance is based on the anime character Dio Brando, the main villain in the third part of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, and is known as the Emperor of Evil, the embodiment of evil, and the savior of evil.

Because it is the third film, Qingze's voice is the same as Koyasu Takehito.

Yoshizawa Rumi was a little dazed. Is it possible that murder is something she can calmly mention to others?

Tonight's experience made her feel like she was not in peaceful Tokyo, but on the chaotic streets of some small country.

Killing here has become as common as eating and drinking.

Should she thank you?

Yoshizawa Rumi looked at the approaching blond man, swallowed, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you for your help."

Qingze looked at the woman's frightened expression and suddenly felt like playing a prank.

He used his telekinesis to cover the surface of his palm to prevent fingerprints from being left, and lifted the woman's chin so that she could only look up at him, "No need to thank me, I just want to replace him and finish what he wanted to do.

Violate you. "

It should have been a disgusting word, but when it came out of the mouth of the blond man in front of her, Yoshizawa Rumi felt a tingling sensation all over her body, making her unable to struggle or resist.

Her body trembled slightly, ready to welcome the man's excellent genetic seed.

This slight tremor fell into Qingze's eyes, causing his cold expression to suddenly change into a chuckle: "Haha, don't be afraid.

I was kidding. Don't walk down such a dark alley alone next time.

goodbye. "

Qingze withdrew his hand, and when passing by each other, he slapped Yoshizawa Rumi's big butt.

"what."

The cry that sounded in the dark night surprised Qingze a little.

Yoshizawa Rumi's face flushed red, she bit her lips with her teeth, and she was shocked in her heart. Such a simple slap actually made her feel happy that her previous boyfriend's hard work could not give her.

A surge of courage emerged in her heart, and she shouted, "Master Dio, please take me away, anywhere.

Let me do anything.

Even if you have to break my limbs and tear my chest open, I am willing to follow you! "

Her tone was extremely humble, like a believer longing for God's mercy.

It's like a dog making the thousand and first passionate confession to the goddess.

"No."

Qingze refused without hesitation, thinking, would transforming into an anime character activate the character's inherent charm?

The two had only met once, but the woman was willing to die for him. Dio's attraction to the opposite sex was too crazy.

He strode out of the alley.

Yoshizawa Rumi stood there, watching the tall figure disappear, tears welling up in her eyes.

A heart is broken.

"Wow." Yoshizawa Rumi couldn't suppress the urge to cry. She was more sad than when her favorite sister passed away when she was a child.

She ignored her own image, collapsed on the ground and burst into tears.

After a while, the sound of police cars sirens approached here.

Yoshizawa Rumi was still crying, ignoring any sound.

A police car stopped at the entrance and the people inside rushed down.

"Don't move! We are from Oku Police Station!"

After shouting this, Ishikawa Junshan realized something was wrong. The prisoner on the ground seemed to be really not moving.

He and his colleague carefully stepped forward, turned over the prisoner, and found a knife stuck in his heart.

Judging from the handle, it should be the fruit knife commonly found in fruit shops.

The criminal becomes the victim.

Judging from the position and technique of this fruit knife, the practitioner has not practiced for more than ten years, and it is definitely impossible to pierce the heart so accurately.

It couldn't be an accidental murder!

Ishikawa Junshan concluded that it was a homicide case, pursed his lips, stood up and said: "Miss, please come back to the police station with me to take a statement and explain clearly how this person died."

When he reminded her, Rumi Yoshizawa remembered that there was a dead person next to her, but then she thought about the fact that Lord Dio had left her forever, and she became extremely sad.

The crying became louder.

It made Ishikawa Junshan want to call the police to deal with it.

……

Oku police station, interrogation room.

Ishikawa Junshan rubbed his temples. It was the first time in his life that he had seen a woman who could cry so hard.

Taken from the scene back to the police station.

If she speaks no more than three sentences, Yoshizawa Rumi will burst into tears.

The unpleasant crying and expression were constantly torturing his eardrums.

But he couldn't scold the other person.

In Western countries where human rights prevail, the human rights of criminal suspects are higher than those of the law-enforcing police officers.

He even took the initiative to pour water for the woman to replenish her overdeveloped tear glands.

Yoshizawa Rumi drank the water in one gulp and put the paper cup back on the table.

Ishikawa Junshan said cautiously: "Ms. Yoshizawa, can I ask what the man named Dior looks like?"

"Dior."

As Yoshizawa Rumi read the name, her voice became choked and tears welled up in her red eyes again.

No!

Ishikawa Junshan screamed in his heart of despair, gripping the table tightly, trying hard to control his thoughts of rushing over and slapping this woman hundreds of times.

He repeatedly told himself in his heart that impulse is the devil!

Rumi Yoshizawa may be the victim of the case.

But the veins on the back of his hand still bulged.

A new round of crying was about to begin, and the door of the interrogation room was opened at this time.

Ishikawa Junshan was overjoyed, as he thought it was the forensic report.

As long as they can confirm that the murder weapon does not have Rumiko Yoshizawa's fingerprints, they can get rid of this plague god.

But when he looked at the door, he looked a little confused.

Chapter 70 Dio, You Are Too Careless

A petite woman walked into the interrogation room, her long blond hair tied into two curly ponytails.

She was wearing a Gothic black and red dress and holding a small umbrella.

Ishikawa Junshan frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Whoever took over this case, get out of here."

Emily waved her hand with great aura.

Okayama Taketa, who was behind him, stepped forward and showed his ID. He then patted Ishikawa Junshan on the shoulder and said, "Get out. We are in charge of this case."

Ishikawa Junshan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay."

Yoshizawa Rumi, who originally wanted to cry, was a little confused about the changes in front of her.

Because Emily's outfit has nothing to do with the police, why is she here?

"Good evening, Ms. Yoshizawa."

Emily greeted him, folded the umbrella above her head, walked to the chair, stood on it, looked down at Yoshizawa Rumi in front of her and said, "We have already found the identity information of the deceased from the driver's license in his pocket.

What a disgusting scumbag!"

Yoshizawa Rumi had forgotten what the man looked like, and she no longer hated him. She was even a little grateful to him.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have met Lord Dio!

Emily observed her expression and had an idea in mind: "However, the guy who hurt him was very skilled and killed him with one blow.

Someone who has this skill must be fat and ugly, a pervert who dares not see anyone and only dares to poke a mannequin in secret to vent his negative emotions. "

Yoshizawa Rumi was furious.

She already regarded Dio as a god-like being. Her eyes were wide open from crying and she immediately wanted to rush up and tear Emily's mouth apart.

Okayama Taketa stepped forward and held her shoulders and said, "Please calm down."

"I'm speechless. You have a crush on that ugly guy. Are you a gutter rat?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you little brat!

Lord Dio has fair skin, his golden hair shines as bright as gold, his facial features are like the statue of the Roman god of war, and his figure is perfect.

Even the bodybuilding champion pales in comparison to him!

If you don't know him, don't judge him casually!"

"So you're obsessed with him."

"No woman can resist Lord Dio's charm!"

Yoshizawa Rumi was shouting wildly.

Emily narrowed her eyes slightly, and basically concluded that this woman would imitate Dio and commit crimes after leaving the police station.

Her heart has been corrupted by Dio's evil charm and she cannot return to her ordinary daily life.

Emily jumped off the stool, turned around and called Okayama Taketa, “There’s no need to ask any more, she doesn’t know much.

That’s all I have just said.”

"You bastard!"

Only then did Yoshizawa Rumi realize that she had been used.

She struggled to break free from her restraints.

Okayama Taketa smiled gently and said, "Ms. Yoshizawa, it is a crime to attack someone in front of the police."