I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"However, how do they look at them, they don't look like ordinary police officers."

From the perspective of the middle-aged man, the few "police officers" who were searching for something along the road showed wisps of indelible black air from time to time.

"Is it a fake police officer, or is the Metropolitan Police Department already infiltrated?"

Pulling the mask down, exposing his nostrils and taking a greedily breath of air, he took out a disc-shaped object from his arms.

"Anyway, the old man's decision to run directly is indeed correct!"

That's surprisingly, it was the "Yin and Yang four-image astronomical disk" originally belonging to President Tokimoto who disappeared with Hiroshi Togada.

At this moment, the needle at the center of the Feng Shui compass was trembling slightly and pointing in a certain direction.

"I originally planned to be lazy and take a bus to the'Wind Cave', but now it seems that I can only use it."

"Although it's dangerous to enter the forest on foot, it's nothing compared to Araki-kun, who is caught in the conspiracy of those guys, is subjected to various tortures and beatings, and insists on not giving up..."

Comparing the direction indicated by the compass, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a decisive look: "Takata Hiroshi, male (43 years old)..."

"Even if it loses the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become the president of the Spirit Eliminators Association..."

"Even if my wife and daughter are misunderstood as criminals, they may even remarry and leave me at any time..."

"Even if I have lived an incognito and displaced life from then on, I ended up being robbed to death by a passing gangster in the trailer..."

"As the successor of the'will of time', I must fulfill the mission entrusted to me by the president!"

Silently wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, the middle-aged man turned back and disappeared in the dense forest.

...

Harajuku secret underground criminal office.

"During the PTSD recuperation period, I deliberately rushed over to care about the case. Before the second, you were really dedicated!"

"Whatever I said, not to mention that this is a big case in class. Zongjie was originally my buddy who grew up in an orphanage... Don't worry, I will try my best to persuade him to cooperate with the police. investigating!"

Outside the cell area, Erqian Ryoma in uniform was "communicating" ambiguously with the detective next to him.

"By the way, in terms of time, it's best not to exceed ten minutes."

"I understand... But don't just take ten minutes like last time for the ‘event’ arranged in the evening..."

"Last, last time I was too nervous... Don't worry, I specially prepared a strong medicine..."

After fingerprints, retina and facial recognition, Ryoma and his colleagues saluted each other before the second, and then unscrewed the solid iron gate with a serious face.

"Is it in the last room? Although I had expected that guy would have a'prison meal' day, I didn't expect to get involved in such a troublesome case..."

Passing in front of the cells along the corridor, he walked towards the deepest cell in a familiar way.

This underground secret criminal office in Harajuku, which was transformed by a variety of runes and formations, was heavily guarded and concealed, and was able to take in both spirits and living people. Ryoma was also a regular visitor before the second.

After all, the "black emperor heirs", the "nipples brothers" and the cultists who claim to be "black house owners" who are currently locked up here were all escorted in with his own hands.

"It's noisy, inside, when can I install a TV..."

In the corridor, only the harsh news broadcast echoed, but the hustle and bustle of the prisoners in the past was gone.

"By the way, these guys are so quiet today, are they all listening to the news?"

Not to mention that when going through the visit procedures, the colleagues in charge of the custody have been complaining that the three newly detained "cultists" have developed madness similar to the previous "No. 3", and the degree of madness is even greater...

Guada Keita and the nipple brother, who like to ridicule and sarcasm on weekdays, actually sleep on the tatami in a proper manner today, and they don't even mean to come over and provoke them.

"Did you change the way of playing because of the'suit effect'?"

When the "family reunion" was in the cell of the "family owner and four people", I found that the cultists were all shrunk in the corners of their cells, and they kept knocking their heads on the wall like devout believers, still meditating in their mouths. what.

"Whatever, with Xingping's ‘captive’, now there is no need to talk from these lunatics..."

Muttered, the time is limited and the unintentional Erqian Rongma walked quickly towards the end of the corridor.

"Yo, Suprise, Zongsuke FOOKER! Accept my brother's "Forbidden Visits" with tears in your eyes..."

What he didn't notice was that the directions in which these people were kneeling on the wall were all facing the cell at the end of the corridor.

"Don't worry too much. Brother's recent investigation has made a breakthrough. Maybe even the real culprit of your case can be caught by the way!"

When Ryoma appeared at the door of the cell in an extremely ostentatious posture before 2nd, what appeared in front of him was not someone who was in tears behind the bars in his imagination...

"In case you really did it, and if you need to forge evidence or frame the blame, brother, I also know a few professionals...this kid, is the treatment so good?"

In a small cell, game consoles, magazines, food...

On the wall, a TV with too harsh volume is broadcasting news from NHK TV station...

In the toilet, there is still a large unidentified object XLLL that has not had time to flush...

"Zongjie, you stinky boy, did you sleep like this without the TV turned off and the toilet flushed?"

If it weren't for the inscriptions and runes engraved on the row of iron fences in front of him and the surrounding walls, Ryoma almost thought he had strayed into the original "otaku dormitory" of Sosuke Araki.

"Or, I was confused by the interrogation of the underground criminal office, and now I'm hiding in the bed and wiping my tears?"

On the innermost side of the cell, the quilt was covered in a high ball, and it seemed that someone was sleeping in it.

"Zong... Zongjie?!"

Looking at the group of quilts that didn't have the slightest undulations, and whose size was not quite as good as the one in the impression, Ryoma's call before the second became a bit trembling for some reason.

"Wait, where did these cement blocks come from..."

The line of sight follows the cement block riddled with briquettes on the tatami all the way up...

"Zongjie, shouldn't it be..."

At the top of the cell, a wide square black hole appeared in his eyes.

"Idiot... I don't even say hello in advance if I escape from prison!!!"

Looking at the "black hole" on the ceiling with sluggish eyes and complex expressions, Ryoma was caught in the biggest entanglement in his life before the second: "You let me visit me, who specially spent the'business entertainment', what should I do now? Is good?!"

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