From Earthbound Spirit to Tokyo Evil

"What's extra?!" The thug immediately slapped him. "Repay the principal?! You hid so many times before, didn't it cost us money to look for you everywhere? Didn't we have to pay for the time we wasted? I didn't settle the matter with you before, but you are so proud of it? Repay the principal? Are you looking for death?"

Sato protected his head with his hands and squatted down instinctively. The thugs wanted to hit him a few more times, but were stopped by the boss.

"Sato, when you were desperate, we were the only ones willing to help you. What? You want to get rid of us now that you have some money? Don't you have any gratitude at all?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Because of the fear of being beaten, Sato could only agree repeatedly.

"We are not bad people. We are honest businessmen who follow the rules." The boss continued. "How about this, I won't make things difficult for you. Forget about the money you borrowed."

Is there such a thing?

Sato nodded at first, then suddenly realized what he was talking about and looked up in surprise.

The thugs around were also stunned.

"Boss?"

"I also know that you are having a hard time making ends meet and you probably won't be able to pay it back for a while. I'll consider that money as my investment." The boss said with a smile. "You make three and I make seven. From now on, we will do business together. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me and I'll help you solve them. How do you think?"

Talent...

Regardless of what Sato was thinking, Natsukawa, who was floating not far in front of him, couldn't help but applaud.

Such shamelessness, such cruelty, such greed, such lack of bottom line. Why didn't he encounter such a tool in the beginning?

However, in this situation, I can only hold my nose and continue to use Sato, then, these people in front of me...

The room inside was suddenly opened, and the two thugs who had entered earlier ran out in panic.

Sato couldn't hear them, but Natsukawa clearly heard them whispering, "What should we do, boss? Mitsui is no longer good!"

"Pa!" A slap in the face.

The boss angrily scolded: "How do you do things?"

He then turned around and gave Sato Kentaro a fake smile: "Think about it carefully, it's okay, you can come to sign the contract anytime you have thought it through. But... I do have patience, but I don't know if others have that patience."

"Get lost!" The thug next to him immediately grabbed the empty briefcase, stuffed it into Sato's arms, and pushed him out of the office. "The boss invested in your shrine because he thinks highly of you. Some things are much easier to mess up than to make them right, understand?"

"Yes, yes." Sato's mind was still in shock and confusion. He walked out subconsciously, but heard his cell phone ringing.

[Go downstairs, don't leave, wait on the first floor]

God is going to...

Sato felt like his blood vessels were about to burst. He held the phone in both hands, his mind becoming more and more confused, but he still obediently walked down the stairs and waited in the stairwell on the first floor.

What will happen?

If it wasn't what I thought...if they came down and saw I was still here...if they all...would the police suspect me for stopping here?

That Yotsuya! He knows I'm the last one to show up here!

How can I find an alibi?

Oops, it’s too late!

Why do you want me to wait downstairs? Do you want me to go upstairs to collect the body?

This is how to do ah!

He subconsciously looked around for any cameras, then shrank his body and turned up his collar.

In the utility room upstairs, the debtor named Mitsui had fallen to the ground. Although the thugs found a blanket to wrap him and tried their best to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him, he gradually stopped breathing.

"Boss, what should I do?"

"What else can I do? Go find a bigger suitcase! Get rid of him tonight! No one will care if this kind of rubbish dies."

"But will Sato?"

"Sato?" The boss sneered. "Just him? Haha, hahahaha!"

But they didn't see that a faint spirit was forming above their heads.

Xia Chuan watched it from a distance. It looked very unstable and seemed like it would collapse at any time.

So he separated a small amount of spiritual power from his body, cut off the connection with himself, and gently sent it in the direction of the spirit.

The two quickly merged together, and then it looked a little more solid.

So, Xia Chuan divided the same amount of spiritual power from his body.

Chapter 31 The Birth of the Evil Spirit

After eight weak spiritual powers were continuously separated, the spirit finally stabilized.

The color is still mainly pale, slightly transparent, and the expression and posture are exactly the same as the corpse on the ground, as if it were a replica that forgot to be colored.

Xia Chuan continued to separate his spiritual power calmly, and the spirit gradually became more solid. Then, after the fifteenth or sixteenth spiritual power was integrated into it, it suddenly struggled violently in the air like a drowning person, and showed movement and expression.

But this reaction was still just a simple repetition like a conditioned reflex. It was not until he input about the 30th spiritual power that his movements and expressions finally became lively.

"Hu... Huhu..." He took several deep breaths in succession, and suddenly there was a certain gleam in his eyes. Then he immediately saw Xia Chuan floating in front of him. He screamed and ran backwards frantically, but hit the wall and bounced back.

Trapped in this room?

Xia Chuan couldn't help but feel even more resentful and curious about his current appearance. Why is everyone so afraid of me?

"Do you know what happened to you?"

The spirit finally realized his current state. He was a little dazed, and then he saw his own body lying on the ground, wrapped in a blanket.

"I... am I dead?"

"Do you still remember what happened before you died?" Xia Chuan asked.

"I was taken to this room... They forced me to go into the refrigerator by myself... It was cold... So cold!" Several ugly spikes suddenly grew on the spirit's face, but they disappeared soon after.

"They killed you." Xia Chuan said.

"Yes." The spirit said dejectedly.

"You don't want revenge?" Xia Chuan was a little surprised by this self-destructive attitude.

"I'm already dead... and I can take revenge?" The spirit looked at him in surprise. "You... aren't you here to take me away?"

Compared with the previous girl who turned into a ghost, this guy not only needs to be injected with spiritual power to take shape, but also has no awareness of being a spirit. It can be said that he has no temper when he is alive, and the same is true after death.

It turned out to be the case.

Xia Chuan finally gained a better understanding of the laws governing the formation of spirits.

If the deceased does not have strong obsessions and emotions, and has a weak character, then there is no chance of becoming a spirit. It is no wonder that the guys in Akasaka do not pay much attention to those who commit suicide because of bullying. They were weak before they died, and they had already given up their lives when they died. Even if they become spirits, they will probably collapse quickly.

On the contrary, those who are paranoid but have strong beliefs are the ones they need to pay attention to.

If you think about it this way, probably all psychologists will be under their attention and monitoring.

If people in this world try to fulfill their last wishes before they die, or even seek comfort from clergy, it is very likely that this is to eliminate their obsessions and destroy their possibility of becoming spirits.

Even if he only learned this information, the spiritual energy he invested was not wasted.

"Then..." Since he already knew that this guy was of no further use, Xia Chuan was not going to continue wasting his spiritual power on him. "Do as you please."

"As you please? Well, please, what can I...what can I do?" the spirit asked timidly.

"It's up to you, you can do whatever you want." Xia Chuan replied. "By the way, I'm not a soul-collector, nor a guide to the underworld, nor the god of death. I just happened to pass by here and took a look at what happened."

At this time, a thug found a suitcase from somewhere, dragged it over and threw it aside, but no matter how he fiddled with it, he couldn't put the body in.

"Idiot!" Another thug who had been watching the fun at the door couldn't help but say, "Bring that saw over there and cut off the leg so it can fit in!"

"That's easy for you to say! Come on!"

"It's none of my business! It's not my fault!"

Watching the actions of the murderers below, the spirit's expression finally changed gradually. More and more horns appeared on his face. Perhaps he himself did not realize that more and more violence began to engulf his will.

The surroundings gradually began to get colder. The boss who was sitting in front of the safe counting money sneezed and then said loudly: "Who turned on the air conditioner? The temperature is so low, are you sick? Don't you have to pay for electricity?"

A thug who was sitting on the sofa reading a sexy magazine also felt cold, so he stood up and looked around for the air conditioner remote control. But no matter how he pressed it, the temperature in the room was dropping rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The leaves of the green plants on the table drooped down, a thin layer of ice appeared on the surface of the water in the cup, and frost began to appear, spreading along the corners of the wall to the ceiling!

This happened in just a few seconds. When people realized what was happening, they screamed and rushed towards the door. The iron cabinet at the door suddenly fell down, blocking the door.

One of the thugs tried desperately to move the cabinet away, but as soon as his hand touched the iron cabinet, frost quickly spread along the contact point, freezing him to death there!

"It's so cold...so cold!"

A faint voice came from the utility room. No one dared to look, but they all knew who it was.

"Please spare me, please spare me!" Someone knelt down and begged desperately.

Someone turned and ran towards the window, trying to break the glass and jump out.

But the temperature suddenly dropped to its lowest point at that moment, freezing them all to death on the spot.

A moment later, everything suddenly returned to its original state. The leaves of the green plants stood up again, the ice melted, and the air conditioner began to blow out hot air because it had been set to a high temperature.

interesting.

Xia Chuan had been watching this scene happen from the side.

The whole process did not seem to be a conscious act of the spirit. For some reason, it suddenly started spontaneously after he was swallowed by violence, and everything ended abruptly after all the murderers died.

The spikes quickly faded from his face and body, and he was stunned by the scene before him.

"This is...I did this?"

"Congratulations." Xia Chuan said. "You have taken revenge."

Perhaps because they died too quickly and without any intimidation, threats or torture, there were so many dead people in the room but no spirits were produced.

This place has no value to Xia Chuan anymore.

"Goodbye," he said to the spirit.

"Please wait a moment!" the spirit said hurriedly, but he could only watch Xia Chuan pass through the wall and disappear in front of him.

But when he tried to do the same thing, he was blocked by some force and trapped in this small space.

Sato was still hiding under the stairwell, trying his best to conceal himself for fear of being seen by someone who happened to pass by.

【Walk】

The long-awaited oracle finally came again.

"Um... where should I go?"

【Nearest Casino】

Xia Chuan suddenly thought of where he should get the money.

Treating people's illnesses is too slow to make money. Is there any faster way to make money than cheating others?

Chapter 32 Akasaka's Work Efficiency

Kimoto and Tachibana Koichi got out of the car. The area around them, about two blocks away, was already dark. This was the consequence of using EMP weapons inside the city.

Police officers were maintaining order outside the building to prevent unauthorized persons from entering. The two were allowed in only after they showed their ID cards. Around them, Tokyo Electric Power Company staff were seen trying to explain to the surrounding residents and restore power supply as quickly as possible, while Akasaka staff were cleaning up the mess.

"Tachibana, Kimoto." An Akasaka member came forward.

"What's the situation here now?" asked Tachibana Hirokazu.

The current main task of this pair of partners is to investigate Yui Aoki and the possible aliens behind her, so they could only rush over after confirming that Yui Aoki had fallen asleep. Unexpectedly, the problem had already been solved.

"Fortunately, this is a Class C incident that was discovered in time and dealt with before it got any worse. Judging from the current situation, the incident should have been completely resolved."

"So easy?" Mu Yuan was a little surprised.

A Class C incident means the death of at least three people. If it is caused by an evil spirit, so many victims will almost certainly cause the evil spirit to evolve into a vicious spirit. According to past experience, this level of abnormal incident is already very dangerous, and it is not surprising that even larger casualties occur during the handling process.

"We are lucky this time. This evil spirit seems to be of the type that is confined to a specific area."

The three of them walked upstairs while talking.

"The person who called the police was the night watchman of the building. At about 10 o'clock, he saw the lights of the finance company on the second floor were still on, so he decided to come up to say hello. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the body. The patrol officers arrived at 10:20. After learning the general situation from the night watchman, they did not act rashly, but asked for technical guidance from the higher authorities, which soon triggered our early warning mechanism. We arrived at the place around 11 o'clock."