From Earthbound Spirit to Tokyo Evil

There was no way. After all, he had seen the scene once through Kiryu Ichiryu's magatama, and even saw the whole process from beginning to end. Moreover, as a god, he had witnessed and even planned the killings more than once or twice, so it was really difficult for him to react.

Although he considered whether or not to act, Xia Chuan ultimately decided not to blindly add more scenes to himself.

"Kamiya-kun, what do you think caused this?" Kuroda Mitsui asked tentatively.

It is indeed a bit strange to have the standard answer but not be able to speak it out, and instead have to prevent the other party from getting the correct answer.

However, he did not think that there was any possibility that these people in front of him could trace him back.

"I don't know, some kind of knife?" he replied, looking uninterested.

"Captain Scott, what do you think?"

Derek did not answer, but found a pole nearby and began to investigate based on the bloodstains, footprints and other evidence at the scene. He was originally planning to ask Xia Chuan for help and teach him some relevant experience, but Xia Chuan seemed to be attracted by something else and walked away directly.

After getting used to such scenes, Qingdao and Sasaki also began to look for possible clues in their own way. Although they actually had no idea what they should do, since they were already here, they had to do something to prove their existence.

"Kamiya-san, are you interested in that person?" Kuroda Koji had been paying attention to Natsukawa's actions and soon walked slowly to his side.

"Is he the 'murderer'?" Xia Chuan asked.

The only thing that interested him was the aftereffects of this man using the fake demon sword. He seemed to have lost his mind, but now he couldn't simply judge whether it was because of the effect of the sword or his own fragility.

"If he could explain clearly what happened, everything would be much simpler." Kuroda Koji sighed. "But he has gone completely crazy. We used hypnosis to get some intermittent information from him."

"Can I go over and talk to him?" Xia Chuan asked.

"Of course, but under a doctor's supervision, okay?"

"Of course." Xia Chuan had already walked towards him.

In fact, he just wanted to see the condition of that guy's brain, but the structure of the human brain is too complicated. Even Xia Chuan, who has a lot of experience in this, couldn't judge what was wrong. After all, this was not an obvious and easy-to-solve problem like blood clots or brain cancer, so he had to give up in the end.

So, you have to find another person to try the same knife.

Xiachuan quickly gave the order to Kiryu Kazuyuki, and at this time, Derek and others finally completed the on-site investigation.

"What did you gain?" Xia Chuan was actually somewhat expectant.

"There is no skill involved, it's just that the weapon he used was too sharp." Derek is indeed an expert in killing and using a knife. He quickly described the entire process of the crime. Although some details were not so perfect, there were basically no major discrepancies, which made Xia Chuan applaud him in his heart.

"That weapon landed here before." Derek pointed to a mark in the pool of blood. "But the mark it left behind doesn't match the damage it caused before. And..."

He looked around. There was no space to step in the pool of blood. If someone took it away, why didn't they leave any traces like footprints?

In whose hands did it fall, was it taken back, or was it picked up by another person?

Will the same thing happen again soon?

"Where did he get the weapon? What made him choose to use it in this place? Why this time, this place? Why these people?" Derek was not a god after all. He could judge the general scene of their murder based on the bloodstains and corpses at the scene, but he could not reconstruct the scene before the massacre out of thin air. "Kuroda, we must investigate the movements of this person and these dead people."

Chapter 137 The Ghost of Revenge

Tokyo Watch and Akasaka didn't care about the dead thugs at all. These guys were just black gloves supported by certain political forces. They would be thrown away when they were dirty, broken and useless. Sometimes, they could gain the support of ignorant people by suppressing them.

Their deaths will not have any impact on ordinary people, but the problem is that as the maintainers of Tokyo's existing order, Tokyo Watch and Akasaka must consider the possibility that this situation will continue to happen and even spread to ordinary people.

The masks that suddenly appeared before and could turn people into evil spirits and kill people crazily were enough to give them a headache, but now, new and more dangerous-looking things have appeared again, which is simply the worst news for them.

Xia Chuan watched them track down the whereabouts of the gangsters in the past few hours, track down their phone records, track down who they met, what they said, and why they appeared in that place. At the same time, they also invested more energy in tracking down the whereabouts of Daito Kashiwayo, who had become a madman, and even arrested all those who had contact with him in recent weeks, interrogated them separately, and tried to trace the origin of the weapon he used.

But of course, no one had ever seen him with any suspicious weapons.

As the bikers who had recently arrived in Beijing, the most common weapons they used on a daily basis were metal baseball bats, and they rarely used sharp knives.

"We also know the law, Mr. Policeman." The members of the same violent group as Daito Kashiwano said helplessly. "Using a baseball bat can only cause fractures and concussions, but it's not easy to kill someone. Using a knife is a different story. Mr. Policeman, we went to Beijing to make a name for ourselves, not to go to jail!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Has he ever come into contact with any strange people, been to any strange places, visited any strange websites, etc.?"

The last question that Qingdao asked inadvertently made Xia Chuan a little concerned. After all, he used a secret website to select the experimental subjects for Ghost Face. Fortunately, even Qingdao himself did not continue to dwell on this issue and quickly moved on.

With Akasaka's full investigation, the connection between the deceased and Daito Kashiwano was soon discovered. The two sides had a conflict in another area of ​​Kabukicho a few hours ago over competition for customers, but at that time Daito Kashiwano was on the majority side and beat up some of the deceased and said a lot of harsh words.

A few hours later, the deceased's party was seen gathering men and roaming around the crime scene, and this was their last movement.

Akasaka finally confirmed that Daito Kashiwano had never possessed any type of sharp weapon before, and had never come into contact with cults, ghosts, or inherited items. The only reasonable explanation is that, like those involved in the evil spirit mask, when he was blocked and beaten up in despair, someone suddenly gave him some kind of weapon, turning him into a terrifying killing machine.

"The Styx is looking for a way to turn ordinary people into monsters, and, judging from the current signs, they are probably not far from success. If they combine the mask with weapons like this... the consequences will be disastrous."

This was clearly written in the report Xia Chuan saw from Derek, and he really didn't know how to comment on it.

He has basically figured out Akasaka's methods and ideas for investigating such incidents. In the future, he should be able to mislead them in a more targeted manner and guide their investigations in the direction he wants.

As for the Styx Society, which took the blame in these events, they should be confused as well, right?

"These are the data on the evil ghost masks. They contain records of Henman and others fighting against them. You'd better study them carefully." Derek also brought him a lot of information. "These are the most common enemies we have faced recently. You are likely to face them. It won't hurt for you to know more about them."

Such kindness made Xia Chuan stunned for a moment, then he nodded: "Thank you."

These things meant nothing to him, but Derek's behavior clearly proved that he had gained the trust of Scott's team leader to a certain extent, which was undoubtedly good news for his next actions.

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"Hey! Old man, can't you see we are drinking here? Get out of here!"

"Sorry." Nakahashi Yuichi lowered his head and said unclearly, pushing his cart to the side.

This has always been where he sleeps at night. However, as a homeless person at the bottom of society, he has long been accustomed to people's contempt and unreasonableness.

Anyway, it was impossible for these teenagers to stay here all night, so he just needed to find a secluded place nearby and wait for them to leave.

The baseball that the other two people were throwing and catching accidentally hit him on the head with such force that he staggered and almost fell. The man who threw the ball was a little uneasy, but the guys who were drinking laughed out loud.

"really interesting!"

Someone picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at Zhongqiao Xiong with a smile. The stone did not hit him, but it made him panic and push the cart to avoid it. He almost knocked over the cart full of various items. This seemingly funny action made the half-drunk teenagers even more excited, and they began to look for stones nearby to throw at him.

"Watch me!" The boy who had scolded Nakahashi Xiongyi before picked up a pebble, aimed at his head, and smashed it hard, but hit his back instead, making him scream.

"You damn little brats!" Zhongqiao Xiongyi blurted out.

The next moment he knew something was wrong, but he was reluctant to leave behind the items he had collected with great difficulty, so he just pushed the cart desperately trying to escape, but was soon caught up by the teenagers.

The car was pushed over, things were scattered all over the ground, and a person was kicked down. Then, several teenagers, who were drunk, rushed up and kicked and stomped on the homeless man who was lying on the ground.

"How dare you, a piece of social trash like you, scold us?"

"Go to hell, cockroach!"

Zhongqiao Xiongyi tried his best to protect his vital parts, but the drunken teenagers did not care about the strength of their attacks. His mind gradually became blurred. At this time, something like a wooden stick suddenly rolled to his hand.

"What is this?" A teenager picked up the thing before him.

"Wooden sword?" The other boy looked around in confusion. There was nothing there. How did this thing appear? "Let me see!"

"Why?" The young man holding the wooden sword suddenly felt annoyed. All the frictions and conflicts between them in the past suddenly came to his mind at this moment, making him feel disgusted with his companion.

"It's fine if you don't want to give it to me, but why are you so mad?" The other party was stunned for a moment, then said loudly. "What's the big deal!"

The young man with the wooden sword felt annoyed. He casually picked up the wooden sword and made a fake chop at the opponent, but the opponent suddenly stopped moving.

"Takase?"

The boy next to him pushed him in surprise, and the next second, half of the boy named Takase's head suddenly fell to the ground. This horrifying scene shocked everyone.

A few seconds later, they all screamed and fled in all directions, and the young man who accidentally killed his companion finally woke up after a moment. He screamed and threw the weapon in his hand, which had turned into a real knife, to the ground. He howled and fled desperately behind his companions.

The open space immediately became quiet, and after a long time, Nakahashi Xiongyi finally slowly climbed up.

He looked hesitantly at the corpse not far from him and the wooden sword that fell beside it. After a long time, he finally picked it up.

Kiryu Ichiryu silently watched the scene in front of him in the darkness.

The change did not happen as he expected. Nakahashi Kumaichi's face kept changing into various expressions, but he did not turn into a monster, nor did he seem to have lost his mind.

He stood there for several minutes before he finally let out a long sigh and seemed to regain consciousness.

After a moment, he wrapped his coat tightly around himself, hid his hand holding the wooden sword inside, and stumbled away in another direction.

"He has not lost his mind, nor has he been controlled by the demon sword?" Such a report made Xia Chuan very interested.

"Follow him from a distance and see what he will do." He ordered Kiryu Ichiryu. "If he starts killing innocent people, kill him and take back the demon sword. Be careful to avoid the surveillance cameras and don't let them take pictures of your face."

"I understand." Kiryu Ichiryu replied, then put down the magatama and slowly followed behind the wanderer.

They walked until most of the night. This level of movement was nothing to Kiryu Kazuyu, but the steps of the wanderer in front of him had already begun to stumble.

His age and physical strength could not sustain such a long action, especially since he had just been severely beaten not long ago.

But there seemed to be some kind of power in his body supporting him, allowing him to drag himself forward.

There were more and more people on the street, and Kiryu Kazuyu could no longer hide in the shadows, but he had more people to protect him.

At almost nine o'clock, they finally stopped in front of a tall building in the port area.

Zhongqiao Xiongyi wrapped his coat tightly and huddled beside the green belt. Some office workers passing by saw him and stopped to throw some coins to him, but his eyes were always fixed in one direction.

The front door of that office building.

Are you waiting for your enemy?

Kiryu Kazuyu changed to a more comfortable position to observe and even bought a cup of hot coffee at a roadside stall.

Soon, the office building became chaotic. Several middle-aged men and women in high-end suits ran out and stood at the entrance of the lobby. At this time, a luxury car slowly turned in from the road.

Zhonghashi Xiongyi suddenly stood up, walked straight through the green bushes, and rushed towards the group of people!

Kiryu Ichiryu took a sip of coffee, stood there silently, and did nothing.

A security guard soon saw him and ran towards him quickly: "What are you doing? Get out of here!"

Suddenly, astonishing energy burst out of Zhongqiao's body. Before the security guard grabbed his arm, he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the stopped luxury car almost at a trot!

"Stop him quickly!" Several people saw this dirty figure.

The president was about to get off the car. How could he let this kind of rotten social garbage get close to him? !

Several men rushed towards him recklessly, trying to stop him, and at this moment, someone finally recognized him: "Nakahashi-san? What are you doing..."

"Watanabe Takayuki!" Nakahashi Kumaichi roared like a wild beast.

The man who had just got off the car was stunned for a moment, then he saw the source of the sound. He sneered and walked quickly towards the entrance of the building.

People suddenly exclaimed.

Blood splattered everywhere. The men who had held the homeless man tightly before had all turned into corpses. The security guards who were running out of the building witnessed this scene and were so scared that their legs went weak and they no longer had the courage to rush forward. The senior executives who had tried to stop him and show their attitude in front of the president before all screamed and fled in all directions, completely exposing the road to the president.

President Watanabe Takayuki also saw this scene. He was also frightened and temporarily lost the ability to think, but he recovered immediately after a few seconds and began to crawl towards the building.

"Stop him! Stop him quickly!" He had completely lost his usual coldness and calmness, and screamed like a pig to be slaughtered. However, none of his usually extremely loyal subordinates dared to come forward to protect him at this time. On the contrary, they all distanced themselves from him.

A sharp pain came immediately, and Watanabe Takayuki fell heavily to the ground, looking at his feet scattered on the ground in despair.

He subconsciously crawled on the ground with his hands, but the weapon-wielding devil behind him had already stepped on him and cut off his right hand with a knife, leaving him no way to move forward.

"Watanabe Takayuki, when you kicked me out of the company and ruined my reputation, did you ever think that there would be a day like this?" Nakahashi Kumaichi's face was flushed with a sickly color, his breathing became more and more rapid, but the knife in his hand stood firmly there.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Watanabe Takayuki, who had no interest in him before, was about to faint from blood loss and severe pain, but his strong desire to survive made him struggle and shout loudly: "I will give everything back to you! Xiong Yi, I know I was wrong! Please, please..."

The knife flashed quickly and nailed him to the ground.

Nakahashi Kumaichi laughed wildly.

A young woman collapsed less than five meters away from them. She desperately covered her mouth with her hands, as if this would prevent the murderer from seeing her, but Nakahashi Kumaichi's eyes eventually fell on her.

"Please... please..." The woman cried softly.

Kiryu Ichiryu quietly grasped the demon sword that he also hid inside his coat, waiting for his choice.

Nakahashi Kumaichi's laughter suddenly stopped, and then his hand holding the knife suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Go...go quickly!" he shouted loudly.

Everyone around him was stunned, and then they ran away from him frantically.

Nakahashi Xiong held the knife in both hands and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to fight against the increasingly strong murderous intent coming from it, and tried to point the blade at himself, but his body was gradually controlled by the magic sword, and the trembling slowly stopped, and he began to slowly walk towards the elevator.

At this time, the sound of sirens finally came from a distance.

Chapter 138 Uninvited Guest