Tokyo Trickster

"Give her the phone back," Kaneshiro Junya looked at Murata.

"Make the call yourself, call your sister," he leaned lazily on the bench, which was a carriage decorated to look like the interior of a money transport truck.

"Camera, record everything she says and does."

Shinjima didn't take the phone. She just stared at the gang leader in front of her stubbornly.

Jincheng Junya was very patient, "Please help her dial the number."

So, under Shinjima's unwilling and humiliating gaze, the microphone of the mobile phone was pressed against her lips.

"Sister, I..." After just a few syllables, the phone was hung up.

The carriage fell into silence.

Jincheng Junya covered his forehead and laughed. "You are really unpopular."

Murata sat next to Shinjima Niijima without saying a word. When she saw Junya Kaneshiro laughing, she laughed too.

The bodyguard also laughed.

Everyone in the car was laughing, except Shinjima.

Their laughter was getting louder and louder, with no sign of stopping, but they were unaware of it.

Shinjima was sweating profusely and suddenly felt dizzy. When she opened her eyes again, there was no trace of Kaneshiro Junya and others.

She found that she couldn't move. She was trapped in a narrow dark space, and had to curl up with her knees hugged to barely survive. She didn't feel any difficulty breathing. In the dim light, the screen of her mobile phone emitted a fluorescent light.

Her fingers groped and touched the thick banknotes.

Relying on the flashlight on his mobile phone, Shin Shinjima found himself in a safe.

A faint conversation between a boy and a girl could be heard outside the safe.

"Skull, go investigate the counter on the left."

"Fox, you and Gomi go to the right to investigate."

"Mona, I'll leave the interior structure of the palace in your hands... What's that sound?" Shiomi Kotone frowned, "Someone is calling for help."

Morgana paced around a sealed security door with a serious expression, "It came from inside, but the sound was very small, as if there was more than one room inside."

"【Opros】." Xijian Qinyin summoned the personality mask and directly put the raging fire on the security door. The door lock quickly melted in the high temperature.

17-year-old Ace: 220. The clown came to rob the bank

This is a bank in the sky. Banknotes are falling on the streets of Shibuya like a rainstorm in early spring in Tokyo.

ATM machines were wandering aimlessly on the streets. Suddenly, they seemed to sense the presence of their natural enemies and retreated to the side in fear.

A teenager wearing a Batman mask passed by carrying a basket of empty sacks. He knocked out an ATM, kicked its storage compartment, and took out a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into the sack.

He glanced at the bank in the sky, strolling leisurely, the sack in his hand was getting bulger and heavier, and more and more ATM machines were lying on the ground.

Finally, it attracted the attention of this hall. A road covered with red carpet fell from the sky, and anti-explosion police armed with guns and large shields charged down in a line - Batman had no chariot, he simply tore off the mask on his face, revealing a plastic clown mask, and under the battle suit was a dark red suit. He screamed and called out the different-colored [Orion] who rushed towards the crowd, destroying them in one fell swoop, until another [Orion] punched him in the face.

The mask was broken, and the fist hit the muscles and bones, making a crisp sound, and the colorfully painted facial features were twisted into a ball.

Amamiya Ren looked at the clown in front of him who had disappeared since Sakata Kingin with a strange expression.

I had long discovered that the fake personality in the Fool card had escaped during the awakening of the personality mask, but I thought that he would never come back, but he came back again. And it looked like he was going to rob a bank... This guy couldn't get out of the impression space at all, where would you spend the money after you robbed it?

Amamiya Ren adjusted his collar, pulled out the Cong Yuwan from his waist and chopped the "clown" on the neck. He exploded into a ball of black mist and merged into the empty [Fool] card on the screen.

The thief picked up the heavy sack on the ground and walked towards the bank's door, "Open the door, rob the bank!"

[Orion] punched the door. There was a sound of metal deforming rapidly. Fine dust floated from the eaves. The door opened and a huge hall came into view.

The arrogant man was giving orders in the center of the hall, and shadowy figures dressed as armed police stood beside him... Jincheng Junya widened his eyes and looked at the visitor behind the door in shock, "Who are you?"

"I am the genius detective of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the right-hand man of Councilman Shido Masayoshi. I am Goro Akechi, that's me~" Amamiya Ren bowed slightly. He could be anyone with a mask on.

"Akechi Goro..." Jincheng Junya sneered, "I will remember you. Then, young people like you who are greedy for money should not live and cause trouble to the society.

"Haha, in front of me, Goro Akechi, a scumbag like you is nothing to behold," Amamiya Ren casually put the blame on the guy lying half-dead in the hospital, "Maybe you are stronger here. When I return to reality, I will immediately destroy your entire organization, take all your money for myself, and then send you to prison for the rest of your life."

He glanced behind him and said, "Shinobu, you can get on now."

Shinobu Oshino groaned and complained in the shadow, "Then give me blood!"

The thief flipped his wrist, and a sharp folding knife cut open his palm. Blood dripped into the shadow under his feet. He then looked at the armed police around him who had raised their guns, "Why don't you shoot?"

"Then don't shoot," Cong Yuwan cut a neat semicircle in the space, and the shadow surrounding him exploded along the cut in an instant, producing a waterfall-like black mist flow, and the pair of scarlet pupils were reflected in Jincheng Junya's horrified eyes.

"You..." Before Jincheng Junya finished his words, he saw a huge hole suddenly appear behind Amamiya Ren - or rather, the whole world was shaking violently. A few minutes ago, another spiritual palace was born, and it crashed straight into the cognition of "Shibuya".

Amamiya Ren was sucked into the hole. Jincheng Junya felt relieved. Now that he was gone, I would no longer be the unlucky one.

The short and fat man muttered to himself, "Goro Akechi, what a terrible guy, I must find a way to kill him..."

At the same time, on the other side of the bank, in the dim hall, a bunch of ATM machines were lying on the ground, and the members of the Phantom Thieves of the Mind gathered around a safe.

"Who among you can pick a lock?" Shiomi Kotone looked at her companions.

Ryuji Sakamoto looked at Vsuke Kitagawa, Vsuke Kitagawa looked at Koyomi Araragi, Koyomi Araragi looked at Morgana, and Morgana looked at Ryuji Sakamoto.

Then they said in unison, "I can't."

"Are we the Phantom Thieves?"

"The boss who is really good at stealing things doesn't seem to be here." This is Ryuji Sakamoto.

"I always thought we were a gang of robbers." This is Kitagawa Vsuke.

"I thought you all knew how to steal things." This is Araragi Koyomi.

"We haven't seen Joker steal many times!" This is Morgana.

"......" Xijian Qinyin covered her forehead, "Mona, come here."

"I've never opened such a high-tech safe before," he said, but Black Cat still obediently moved closer to the safe and began to explore, "Let me see... this lock is actually a touch screen..."

"Let me do it," Sakura Futaba's voice came from their wireless headphones.

"Navi, can you see what's happening here?"

"Now you can," Sakura Futaba's voice was also a little puzzled, "It seems that Sofia can hack into the security system of this Mind Palace. She transmitted the audio and video to my computer through the surveillance."

"It would be great if I could just come in and help you," Sakura Futaba said regretfully, "In order to open this box, I must have a way to access its control console."

"We have a codebreaker!" Morgana took off his bag and

"This guy's design is really clever. It's impossible to destroy it with violence... It's easy to hurt Niijima-senpai inside." Shiomi Kotone knocked on the safe. "Right, President?"

Niijima responded to her in a sullen tone.

Sakamoto Ryuji picked up the safe and said, "Anyway, let's find a place that can connect to the internet first."

These guys...Xinjima Shinjima in the safe was feeling mixed emotions. She didn't expect that after trying to call for help on her cell phone many times without success, she would let out a cry that made her feel extremely ashamed at this moment.

Then, a group of boys and girls of the same age and even from the same school broke into the sealed room and surrounded her in the safe and started giving her orders.

17-year-old Ace: 221. If it’s not closed, it’s open?

Where is this?

The vampire-like Ren Amamiya realized at the moment of reaction that her entire body was pierced by sharp iron spikes.

The Temple of the Soul... Can Shibuya be covered by two temples at the same time?

[Chris] appeared behind him and transformed the iron cones into "gold".

Amamiya Ren waved her hand, and the "gold" river formed a vortex in front of her and then solidified, tightly binding a burly shadow guard inside.

The tattered body healed quickly, and he grabbed the opponent's jaw and pulled off its mask.

The dark mist rolled, and Amamiya Ren pressed his hand on the wall in front of him. [Chris] was activated again, and the entire wall collapsed and disappeared. The invisible metal swirling around him formed a waterfall, washing towards the magnificent corridor.

He looked at the surveillance cameras in the corridor. The golden waterfall crushed them all and then solidified into heavy cones that flew in all directions. Walls were destroyed one after another, and the one-way translucent glass walls were shattered. The entire floor was torn apart in this invisible storm, and countless shadows died in it.

The perceived hostility finally disappeared, and Amamiya Ren took the initiative to stop his vampire transformation. There would not be so much blood for him to consume here. Overdriving the personality mask or using the power of a vampire would consume his own human component. If he did not exercise restraint, he would gradually lose his "humanity" and completely become a monster dominated by blood.

The black mist after the death of those shadows gathered towards the Fool card, strengthening his spirit. This heterogeneous and unruly power became stronger as time went by.

Amemiya Ren pulled out the Cong Yu Wan from his waist and examined the floor that had turned into ruins. The entrance and exit were already clear. After dealing with the palace's most fierce resistance to invaders, he had enough time to explore the secrets here.

"Orion." The most trusted and reliable personality mask stood quietly behind him.

Oh, I almost forgot about you. Amamiya Ren looked at Chronos, who had turned from an old man into a skeleton. Since integrating Judas's broken arm into this personality mask through the power of unbridled power two years ago, K immediately underwent a strange change. His weapon was still a sickle, but his body had lost its skin and flesh, presenting a completely dried appearance, as if he had just been dug out of a grave.

The subjective time that can be paused in human form is still only five seconds... With the change of the personality mask, if Amamiya Ren is willing to put in more effort, he can now see the "future" for a short period of time.

After transforming into a vampire, absorbing huge amounts of blood, and under special circumstances, Amamiya Ren can even achieve the miracle of traveling through time.

In Naoetsu's memory space, he was thrown by Judas to two years ago. After a series of adventures, he finally defeated Yaldabaoth with his friends. Then, with the help of Sakura Kinomoto, they stuffed Yaldabaoth's broken limbs into the "equivalent switch" "discovered" by Haruhi Suzumiya, broke through the timeline through Kuro's power, and brought the entire Velvet Room back to the reality two years later.

He found a flyer in the staircase of the fire escape.

"Fiftieth floor. Kozhong Cultural Society. The great and noble President Kozhong will release his campaign speech for the Prime Minister of Japan in the near future."

"The loser must apologize to the people."

“The prime minister’s campaign is a must-win.”

"Congressman Shido Masayoshi declares his unconditional obedience to President Kozanaka's wise command."

"Let us believe that the future small-medium prime minister will change the country's economic plight."

......

at the same time.

The other side of the spiritual palace.

As soon as the Phantom Thieves connected to the Internet, they saw a red-haired girl in a white hoodie coming out of the computer screen at the cash register.

After she did all this, she froze there, as if the computer had crashed, with digital question marks appearing in her pupils.

This is the new member of the Phantom Thieves, mankind’s best friend, the artificial intelligence Sophia.

"Sophia?!" Morgana shouted in surprise.

"Sophia?" Ryuji Sakamoto circled around her in disbelief.

"Can you come out?" Araragi Koyomi and Sophia were not very close, perhaps because there were too many erotic 2D pictures stored in his phone album, and she disliked him.

"Interesting," Kitagawa Vsuke pinched his chin, looked up at the ceiling, and pretended to be calm.

"You actually have no idea what artificial intelligence is," Morgana glanced at him, "Sophia once complained that you couldn't even write a delivery order clearly."

"Slander." Kitagawa V's face was solemn, "That was just an accident. I didn't wake up from my nap and was a little confused."

"Sophia." Shiomi Qinyin looked at the red-haired girl, "Can you help me open this combination lock?"

Sophia timidly walked to the safe with her hands behind her back. She thought for a moment and said in a childish voice, "I can open it."

She squatted down and poked the combination lock with her finger, and the word "pass" immediately popped up on it.

The safe opened, revealing a curled-up Shinjima inside.

The AI ​​stood up and clapped seriously, "Sophia is here and can do anything!"

(PS: I'm busy preparing for the C language exam, so my time has been quite short in recent days.)

17-year-old Ace: 222. Please believe in Khorne

Small and medium building.

A commercial building built with the coordinates of "Xiaozhong Cultural Society" in mind.

Orion behind Amamiya Ren punched through the security door and walked into the floor full of studios.

Shadows quickly grew along with the inner fluctuations of the hall master. They poured out from all directions, rushing towards where Amamiya Lian was.

In the face of the impenetrable offensive, Cong Yuwan gave just the right counterattack, blocking, stabbing, poking, and chopping... The silver light of the sword flickered like stars, tearing a path forward in the gushing black fog.

The sleeves were torn, revealing muscular forearms, and the movement of wielding the knife was full of violent beauty.

The thief kicked the ground hard, flipped his wrist and held the Yuma pill to pierce the wall, piercing the head of a shadow with an ominous aura. He changed his hands again, grasped the handle with both hands, pulled out the entire blade, and cut half of the body of the shadow flying from the ceiling.

The clawed hands and feet tore at the concrete building, making obscure noises. The shadows were humanoid, but in fact they were lizard-like with masks on their heads and slender limbs. They even came out from other floors, climbing up the entire surface of the building, and madly rushed to the floor where Amamiya Ren was.

Amamiya Ren smashed the fire cabinet beside him with the handle of his knife. Orion lifted up the carbon dioxide fire extinguisher and threw it to the ground. The white dry ice exploded and blocked the sight of the shadows. The burly Orion rushed out and swung his fist with a thunderous war roar. The shadows that were hit were immediately shattered. The violent gust of wind hit the wall with a crisp bang.

The young man who controlled this personality mask waved the Cong Yu Wan and killed the shadows hidden in the dark corners of the room one by one.

Unlike the spiritual palace of Junya Kaneshiro, the shadows here seem to be just irrational beasts, acting purely for hunting, manic and cunning, cold and bloodthirsty.