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The phone screen lit up, and the light was obscured by the T-shirt covering it, and the sound rang through the thin fabric in the living room.

Chiyo Morimoto stopped waving her fists and feet, and glistening sweat appeared on her neck, thighs, and arms. It looked particularly cool under the air-conditioning blowing.

Her slender legs have soft curves and there is a clear vest line on her abdomen, which shows that she is not a weak beauty.

Not only can he kill a cow with one punch, but he can also knock down a dozen people with bare hands.

Chiyo Morimoto stepped forward to unlock her phone, logged into the forum, converted Emily's posts into code words, and got news about Adam's death and Dio's injury.

A flash of surprise flashed across her face, and she quickly replied: "That's really great."

After sending this message indicating that he had received Emilie, Chiyo Morimoto left the forum.

Adam's death means that the ritual to summon her soul to another world may be lost forever, and she no longer needs to worry about being summoned to another world.

This was reassuring news, but it also made Morimoto Chiyo feel a subtle sense of loss.

Although the other world is dangerous, she still misses the feeling of being able to transform into a skeleton knight and walk on the ground.

Soon, she put aside such a trace of nostalgia and sent a message to Mei Ji of the Phoenix Academy to prevent her from having a bad sleep tonight.

"Tonight, you can sleep peacefully. The guy who gave you nightmares is gone forever."

Sent by Chiyo Morimoto at 1 o'clock, the message is shown as unread.

After a while, unread tags are overwritten by read tags.

"Does it mean death to disappear forever?"

"Yes, he has been killed by a more powerful guy."

Got a reply from Chiyo Morimoto.

Phoenix Academy Meiji frowned slightly, a more powerful guy?

In her impression, it probably refers to Dior.

She was not sure, so she asked: "Who is the more powerful guy?"

"Should I say it?"

Seeing these hint-like words, Phoenix Academy Meiji knew in her heart what the other party was waiting for. Did she want to make her surrender?

Huh, don’t let this news go!

Even though Phoenix Academy Meiji was very curious, she still wouldn't bend down and say anything nice, "It's time for me to go to bed. Good night, Aunt Morimoto!"

Chapter 573 Summoning God’s Sacrifice

The days passed by.

Saturday, August 26th.

Today is a sunny day, and the hot sunshine falls from the sky on the otherworldly custom streets of Ikebukuro.

Completely different from the traffic flow next door.

Here, if you throw a flowerpot into the air, it will hit someone on the head.

The decoration styles of the shops on this street all reveal the exotic style, or the alien style that people imagine.

Needless to say, there are a series of costumes such as elves, orc skulls, dragons, slimes, etc.

All kinds of weird and weird things can also be bought here.

For example, Buddhist beads consecrated by Master Tripitaka, authentic black dog blood from the great Eastern countries, silk stockings used by elves, and magic materials with mysterious magic power.

From divination, dreaming, relieving bad luck, inflicting bad luck on others, cursing someone, etc., people who call themselves strange people shine here.

He obviously has the skin color of a goblin, but he wears a pair of curved horns on his head.

"Well, the work here is busier than at the maid cafe, but the hourly wages haven't increased at all."

It's a pity that she is a part-time high school student and can do too little work, especially such a high-paying job.

Arakawa Reina replied and said with a smile: "Aozawa-kun, I'll leave first~"

It's weird, but compared to other people in the store, this kind of makeup looks quite ordinary.

Due to the poor business conditions of the maid cafe.

Rena Arakawa was laid off yesterday, and today she joined the Monster Girl Cafe at the speed of light.

Arakawa Reina sighed softly. She hated this kind of work where the effort and income were not equal.

Speaking of this, Arakawa Rena's eyes flashed with hesitation. She had wanted to say it before, but she could never find an excuse. What she said now felt very appropriate.

Qingze agreed.

"no problem."

As long as she is willing to endure hardship, Rena Arakawa will not worry about a life without hardship.

Her eyes were bright, showing a hint of expectation.

"By the way, there is also Minister Morimoto, they are all targets that I strive to get closer to!"

"Pear, the customer at table three wants to order."

In Japan, where labor is scarce, there is always a shortage of people for those low-level jobs.

A familiar voice pulled his gaze back from the floor-to-ceiling window, and Reina Arakawa came forward with coffee and desserts.

Arakawa Rena admired that person from the bottom of her heart, and felt different from the previous prime ministers.

In this era, ordinary college students are no longer competitive, and only college students from prestigious universities can stand out.

Judging from a series of recent policies, the future also belongs to those who are capable.

Even if you suffer some losses, you can only grit your teeth and keep going.

After all, on the first day after taking office, successive prime ministers were able to withdraw the U.S. troops stationed in Okinawa, restore relations with major Eastern countries, promote trade, and improve the economy.

Although these things may not be effective in a short period of time, as long as the new prime minister is given more time, his achievements will definitely satisfy the people.

"Coming."

"Monitor, I remember that your uncle and aunt should have given you a lot of money in terms of money. Why are you working so hard to work part-time?"

Arakawa Rena's face turned red, but it was covered up by the green hood, and she said coquettishly: "Aozawa-kun!"

Of course, Qingze's arrival here had nothing to do with those things. He was just enjoying afternoon tea.

Arakawa Rena does not expect to become an outstanding woman like Hu Die and hold the position of Prime Minister, but she also hopes to have that person's style.

She had already changed her outfit, putting on a layer of green leather over her snow-white skin, and then a black and white maid outfit that reached her knees.

Rena Arakawa rubbed the maid's skirt with her hands and shyly made this somewhat abrupt request.

"I want to study hard and become a woman like Prime Minister Hu Die!"

"Thank you very much. I will give you a notebook tomorrow and ask Minister Morimoto to sign the cover of the notebook. It would be better if you could say to study hard."

"Aozawa-kun, can you ask Minister Morimoto for her autograph for me?"

The current Prime Minister Hu Die is a very courageous woman.

The current Prime Minister is the kind of woman who can really do big things.

"Squad leader, how are you doing working here?"

"I want to move out and live alone when I'm in college, so I have to save money while I'm in high school. I don't need to work part-time for four years in college, and I can focus on my studies in the future."

Qingze smiled evilly and said, "As long as the squad leader lifts up the skirt to show me the leather case inside and says that the master is asking you, I will help carry it."

"Qingze-kun, coffee and desserts are here."

"You're just kidding, I'll tell Chiyo for you."

Although Rena Arakawa is only sixteen years old, she has already planned a future for herself, which is to become a college student at a prestigious university.

"Ah."

Qingze nodded, took a sip of coffee, looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, and thought about the look in Rena Arakawa's eyes just now. Has Chiyo become an idol in the eyes of women in the new era?

After thinking about it, with her experience and education, she really has the capital to make girls admire her.

Qingze put down the coffee cup in his hand, took out his mobile phone, and casually browsed Douyin.

He usually swipes away short videos about current affairs that don’t contain any explosive news.

A short video of dancing, see how the dance goes, if not, leave it.

Qingze was passing the time scrolling through short videos when he came across a breaking news.

An extremely bad case occurred in a machiya in Arakawa District. The murderer peeled off the victim's skin, carved rituals on the wall with blood, and dismembered the body.

The scene graphics were too bloody to be broadcast and could only be displayed in text, using extremely cruel methods.

The Arakawa District Police Department stated that it must crack down on such vicious cases.

Of course, there was a lot of ridicule in the comments section.

The citizens still know clearly what kind of strength the Japanese police department is.

Qingze looked at this short video with a thoughtful expression on his face. The next participant of the nightmare party has been determined.

……

Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, located at the Sakurada Gate, is a giant in terms of administrative scale. It has more than 40,000 police officers and is responsible for all cases in Tokyo.

Since Dior appeared, people from all walks of life have gathered in Tokyo, and the endless cases that emerge every day keep the Metropolitan Police Headquarters extremely busy.

Today's Metropolitan Police Department is still very busy, but in addition to the busyness, there is also a kind of nervousness, like a mountain rain and a storm.

Especially the Criminal Division.

Search the office floor of Section 1.

"Just now I saw the new police chief rush here and call the chief of the search section to discuss the case behind closed doors."

"This is a matter of course. How could the man who had just become the police chief not be concerned about such a bad case happening below?"

The two female police officers in the back office whispered to each other in a low voice, and then sighed in unison.

Okayama Taketa's appearance and age made the female police officers in the back office very popular. Compared with those bad old men, this young police chief can be said to be very promising.

He comes from a police family and graduated from Tokyo University. He is gentle and has no airs.

Of course they like the young police chief more than the bad old man and hope he can serve for a longer time.

"I believe everyone knows about the terrible murder that occurred at Arakawa Machiya. The murder scene is below."

Okayama Taketa motioned to the people next to him, and the scene of the murder slowly appeared on the whiteboard.

It was an ordinary-looking rental house.

But now, there are blood smeared on the walls, strange runes, and a series of body organs such as heads, intestines, and hearts placed in an orderly manner on the table.

Such a bloody scene made even the elites present who had solved many murder cases look ugly.

The head of the search section had gray hair and said in a particularly loud voice: "What a madman!"

"Yes, people who worship God are a bunch of lunatics."

Okayama Taketa nodded. His expression was particularly solemn. He was not worried about his power like the outside world, but he was deeply worried about the fact that there were such cruel prisoners running around in Tokyo without a trace of humanity.

Among those who came to Tokyo during this period, the worshipers were definitely the craziest guys.

"This group of people who worship God cannot be measured by normal thinking. They are so crazy that they don't even spare their newborn children. They cannot be called human beings.

The leader who worships God is Slim Kastanda, who is forty-six years old this year.

Twenty years ago, he won the title of boxing champion in underground fighting tournaments held across the United States.

Immortal Shura is what people call him.

Later, for unknown reasons, he joined a sect and worshiped God while enjoying fame and fortune.

In three years, he quickly became the backbone of the church and took over the position of leader. Then he continued to develop the power of the God-worshipping cult.

Emerged from another world, he claimed to have mastered the sacred rituals that can call God to come, and promoted doomsday theory in a high-profile manner. He was once arrested by the CIA, and then left after paying bail, and now sneaks into Tokyo. "