I Became a God in Tokyo

The police car slowly drove into the police station.

"Two, we are here, please get out of the car." The police officer in charge of driving said.

The three entered the lobby of the Shibuya Ward Police Station, and then walked into the corridor on the right under the leadership of the police officers.

"Come with me, this way."

These words were mainly addressed to Bai Mujun. Arashi Yukawa was obviously a frequent visitor here. As soon as she entered, many people took the initiative to greet her, and she kept smiling and waving in response. She was very popular.

At the end of the corridor, the three of them entered the elevator and then went down.

A few seconds later, the elevator stopped with a bang, and a trace of cold air drifted in from the crack in the elevator door.

"Two, the Sixth Class of Spirituality is here." The police officer beside him said with a blank expression.

Bai Mujun's face was serious.

I saw the elevator doors slowly opening——

A burst of five-color light shone into the elevator room.

It's not an exaggerated description or a rhetorical technique, but a real five-color light.

The source of the light is the rotating light ball above the hall.

Bai Mujun was stunned.

The empty office hall is now occupied by crowds.

The arms are stretched at the same time, and the feet are stepping on a dynamic beat, bluffing.

There is someone on the desk not far away who is in charge of playing discs, with a thick and wild voice.

This scene made Bai Mujun think he came to the wrong place for a moment.

If it wasn't for them still wearing police uniforms, Bai Mujun really felt that he had come to a certain bar.

Could it be that some spirit summoning ceremony is being held?

The police officer beside them bowed to the two, then jumped out and mixed into the crowd, giving them high fives excitedly.

Seeing Bai Mujun's arrival, the ruthless disc player on the table took off the sunglasses on his face, revealing the face of Yamato Police Department.

Although you can see the chest muscles.

Bai Mujun immediately wanted to complain.

You run so fast just to come back and be a DJ?

"My lords!"

The Yamato Police Department roared loudly, and the thick sound directly overwhelmed the background music.

"This time, all of us are triumphant, thanks to Master Hanekawa and Priest Shiraki who happened to pass by!"

"All of them, let's say thank you to them!"

The crowd in the hall stopped their movements instantly, turned to this side, and bowed in unison.

With a serious expression, it can be seen that he is a trained elite.

they shouted in unison.

"Thank you Master Yuchuan! Thank you Priest Shiraki who happened to pass by!"

Facing this scene, Lan Yuchuan silently clasped his hands in return.

And Bai Mujun was still a little confused about the situation.

What's the matter, this is the beginning of the welcome?

Wouldn't it be necessary to enter the box and start counting the consumption of drinks?

Aware of Bai Mujun's doubts, Hanekawa Lan explained in a low voice beside him.

"Bai Mu-jun, this is the tradition of the sixth class of supernatural powers. If all the staff return after performing the mission, there will be a celebration party like this."

"Perhaps Shiraki-kun will think that they are making a fuss out of a molehill, but most of the time, this is not a celebration party, but a mourning for the deceased comrades in arms." Yu Chuanlan's voice was also a little sad, as if recalling something.

Bai Mujun was silent for a moment.

Mana is not for everyone.

Ordinary people are really helpless when faced with supernatural beings.

Fists can't hit, guns don't work, everything is just futile.

It's like falling off a cliff, watching the only rope left in your hand snap off inch by inch.

That helpless despair is very painful.

Looking at the pair of grateful eyes in front of him, Bai Mujun suddenly felt a little heavy.

I am still a student, and I usually focus on my homework.

I can make a shot once, but there is no way to be there every time.

It's like even if there are gods and Buddhas all over the sky, it's impossible to have one statue per person.

Moreover, as long as the supernatural exists, there will always be some innocent people who will suffer bad luck.

Unless, let ordinary people have the power to fight against supernatural beings.

is it possible?

Bai Mujun started a new topic in his mind.

The celebration was very brief, and soon, the sixth class also restored order.

The police officers tacitly cleaned up the venue and returned to their orderly and busy work.

The Yamato Police Department reluctantly locked the player into the office cabinet, and waved Shiraki Jun and Hanekawa Arashi to take notes.

After finishing the notes, it was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Bai Mujun walked out of the interrogation room first, and leaned on the corridor to play with his mobile phone.

While taking notes, he also charged his phone.

As soon as I turned it on, I saw a few missed calls from the gods, and there were also messages from the gods on the line.

"Priest Baimu, bring me a copy of the latest jump when you come back, Ali Ado~"

"Priest Shiraki, it's eleven o'clock, why don't you go back to the shrine?"

"???"

"Priest Baimu, what happened?"

The last message was up to seven minutes ago, and it could be seen that the gods were a little anxious.

Seeing this string of messages, Bai Mujun suddenly felt warm in his heart.

He typed the reply.

"Wait a minute, I'm making money."

In the main hall of the shrine, lights are lit next to the cushions.

Shenming picked up the phone and looked at Bai Mujun's reply, with great doubts appearing on his small face.

Why are you making money at night?

Moreover, she didn't even reply to the news of her god, is there a priest like——

Shenming was startled suddenly.

I feel a little uneasy.

At any time, the priest must respond to the oracle of the gods in a timely manner, which is the duty of the priest.

But tonight, Priest Baimu did not respond for a long time.

Could it be

Priest Baimu, don't you want to do it anymore?

Of course Bai Mujun in the police station didn't know what the gods were thinking, and he then sent a message to Kunou Rena to inform her of Kotori Yuri's situation.

At this time, the Yamato Police Department walked up to Bai Mujun, took out a cigarette as a gesture, glanced at Bai Mujun and put it away again.

Start a conversation with Bai Mujun.

"Priest Baimu, you should still be in school, right?"

"Yes, I'm in the second grade at Shuzhiyuan High School."

"The House of Show?"

The Yamato Police Department became interested and asked curiously: "Is it the high school that the juniors of many big figures go to? I heard that it is very difficult to get into. Could Priest Shiraki have a prominent family background?"

He knew that many big families would choose outstanding juniors to join the Shinto major to elevate their status.

Could it be that Bai Mujun is also one of them?

Bai Mujun waved his hand and said modestly.

"The police department thought too much, it's just that they got the first place in the school in the entrance examination."

He can only explain briefly.

Talking too much always feels like showing off, which doesn't match my low-key personality.

Although Bai Mujun felt nothing.

Xueba Priest?

Yamato Police Department was a little surprised, but also a little sympathetic.

"Principal Baimu has so much schoolwork, and he has to find time to get rid of his spirit. He must study hard every day until late at night."

"Not at all. If the shrine has no chores, you can usually rest at eight o'clock every night."

Bai Mujun didn't hide anything, he was very frank.

Well?

Yamato Police Department was taken aback.

Study well, go to bed early?

Doesn't make sense?

Puzzled, he could only use his years of experience as a police officer to explain.

"It's because the pressure of getting rid of spirits is too great, so we should recharge our batteries and not leave fatigue and stress until the next day, right?"

Bai Mujun scratched his head: "It also has something to do with it."

The main thing is that people are smart and quick learners.

At this moment, Arashi Yuchuan also came over, and after a few words with the Yamato police department, she signaled to Bai Mujun that he could leave.

The Yamato Police Department did not persuade him to stay, and he still had to write a report to report the situation in Qingshi Park.

He immediately arranged for two police cars to send Yu Chuan Arashi and Bai Mujun back, and then returned to the office to continue handling official duties.