I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Hey, this time, let me see what block you use..."

Two lines of nosebleeds, running behind the deformed mask, dripped down Ten's chin.

Although the bridge of the nose seemed to be broken by the bicycle, this did not prevent him from shooting and killing the two people in front of him.

"Game Over..."

Just when "No. 10" pulled his finger on the trigger, and turned the gun to Sousuke Araki, who was charging forward with a ferocious face...

"Boom boom boom..."

On the dark and quiet street, from the direction of the hidden front apartment behind "No. 10", the exhaust sound of locomotives suddenly sounded from far and near.

As the dazzling headlights pierced the grievances, a man riding a black and white motorcycle soared into the air, and ruthlessly ran over the back of the head of "Number Ten" who hadn't had time to turn around...

Then, the locomotive came to a steady stop at the Araki Zong interface with someone's most commonly used method of "turning the head, braking, and turning 180 degrees horizontally".

"War...Samurai of the Warring States Period?"

Seeing this extremely aggressive landing action, Araki Sousuke squinted his eyes and recognized the locomotive in front of him.

On the roaring locomotive, the "rider" who held his hands on the handlebars as if holding a life-saving straw, slowly raised his head with an extremely pale expression...

"vomit……"

Seemingly overwhelmed by the excessively cool set of stunts, the rider stumbled off the bike and vomited on the side of the road.

"Iwa... Deputy Head Takeshi Iwata?"

That's right, saving the two with a heroic figure, squatting on the side of the road and spraying the burly man freely...

It was the deputy head of Section 9, Takeshi Iwata, who was fully armed.

Judging by his confused, frightened and painful expression, it seems that he still hasn't figured out what happened before him.

"Toriyu Miko? Araki-kun? That's great..."

After a long while, the jet was finally finished, and Takeshi Iwata, whose face was extremely weak, looked at the two of them happily with his bloodshot eyes.

"This... this is..."

Through the eyes of the spirit detective, seeing the resentment rushing towards the two people in front of him, as well as the gorgeous torii gates behind, and the brightly lit roads inside the torii gates, Takeshi Iwata was speechless for a moment, and looked at the small bird Yu Mayumi His eyes were a little more awed.

After evacuating the Tibetan apartment, he and his team members evacuated and rescued the people around the Tibetan apartment.

But not long after, the overwhelming spirit of resentment drove him into a desperate situation.

Just when the fellow detective was killed by the wraith and he himself had nowhere to escape, a black and white locomotive with a roaring exhaust sound crushed the surrounding wraith with its high-speed rotating hot tires and rescued him .

After riding on this motorcycle, Takeshi Iwata rushed towards the periphery as if being held down by a wild horse, and found Sousuke Araki straight away.

"Well, Deputy Section Chief Takeshi Iwata's driving skills are also very good, just a little worse than mine..."

The blushing Araki Sousuke breathed a sigh of relief, and praised the other party's driving skills just now with his tongue out.

"No, it's the car that moves by itself as soon as it comes up..."

Before Takeshi Iwata finished speaking, Sousuke Araki pointed to the man who was crushed by the locomotive and was bloody and unconscious, and said, "However, although the owner of the car is registered as me, the driver is Takeshi Iwata, the deputy section chief. I, so the responsibility for the traffic accident that crushed the members of the cult must be counted on your head, and Xiaoniao Youshi will also testify for me as an eyewitness."

"ha?"

Takeshi Iwata glanced back blankly at the man dressed in a cult on the ground, and nodded with sweat dripping from his forehead.

This Araki-kun is not a simple character who can carry Xiaotiaoyou Miko deep into the grievances.

"No problem, please leave this person to me..."

When he came back to his senses, he bowed deeply to the two with a serious expression.

"... Now, there are more important things that need the help of the two of you!"

"We came here to solve the problems here. Deputy Section Chief Takeshi Iwata is welcome. If you need help, please speak up."

Kou Yuma bowed slightly in return.

"Mr. Mochizuki, left alone in front of Kuramae's apartment."

Recalling the despair of being besieged by resentful spirits, and Mochizuki Ayano left alone in the most dangerous place to face those terrible things, Takeshi Iwata's face twitched a little.

"Although this request is dangerous, please both of you rush to support her!"

"What... Ayano-chan is alone..."

Hearing this news, Xiaoniao Youzhengong immediately covered his mouth and exclaimed.

Along the way, the resentment became more and more intense. The two of them only walked half of the distance, and so many resentful spirits and ghosts had already appeared.

If it weren't for the bottomless strength of Teacher Araki, she would never be able to go deep into this place by herself.

Thinking of Mochizuki Ayano's thin and petite body, which was left alone under the door where the deepest resentment was, Kotori Yumayumi suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

"Mr. Araki, we must save Ayano-chan!"

"Oh? That brazen girl... Hiccup... is so loyal, she really stayed alone to protect my limited-edition thermal insulation... No, did you deal with those cults?"

Araki Sousuke smiled evilly, strode on the Sengoku warrior, and asked loudly at Takeshi Iwata: "Deputy Section Chief Takeshi Iwata, since it is a matter of life and death, 'drunk driving' and 'driving without a license' are also allowed. Be accommodating..."

"Of course, not to mention that the cameras along the road have long since failed. From the beginning to the end, I was the only one who rode this car..."

Iwata Takeshi stood at attention sincerely and saluted the two of them.

"Please, please bring Section Chief Mochizuki who was left alone safely back!"

"Boom...boom..."

After Kotori Yumami got on the back seat of the motorcycle, Araki twisted the handle vigorously, and the Sengoku warrior under him immediately let out a cheerful roar.

"Oh oh oh, it's this hearty feeling... It's really been a long time!!!"

Feeling the feeling of being integrated with the motorcycle under him and being connected with each other, Araki Sousuke vigorously turned off the accelerator with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring that girl back with my collection..."

The black and white motorcycle kicked off and disappeared from Takeshi Iwata's sight in an instant.

"please……"

Maintaining a saluting posture and watching the two leave, Takeshi Iwata turned his head to look at the man on the ground whose life and death were unknown and the red bicycle.

...

At the same time, five kilometers away from Tibet.

In the thick black mist, there is a burning smell of barbecue.

"President Chang Tian, ​​the reserve of exorcism salt is running low..."

Several men in gray suits, ties, and huge hiking bags were galloping down the dark and dilapidated streets on roller skates.

"This unwilling guy..."

Behind them, they were chasing a gathering wraith nearly four meters tall and as huge as a hill.

This wraith stood on all fours and looked like a vigorous hound, but it had seven or eight limbs and three cat-like faces.

Looking carefully, the pattern on its whole body is actually the condensed faces of countless ferocious howling cats and dogs.

A large gathering of wraiths.

This is impressively, the souls of stray cats and dogs who died in various cold corners of the city, being stimulated by this resentment and devouring each other.