Soul Painter

Once Wu Haoxue leaves.

In the darkness, Gao Fan opened his eyes.

He sighed softly.

When he came to the window, opened the curtains, and looked downstairs at the apartment, he saw Wu Haoxue get into a car downstairs.

Wu Haoxue was sitting in the co-pilot, and the face in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face. He was the 'boss'. After the two investigators talked for a few words, the vehicle started and disappeared into the night of Kyoto.

"This brat..."

Gao Fan muttered, even though Wu Haoxue had been fully armed with command spells, he was still uneasy, because at this moment his inspiration was full of bleak and cold parting, especially when the brat kowtowed to him before leaving, it was so fucking obvious It is in Li FLAG.

What is the plan of the boss and Wu Haoxue?

Gao Fan recalled it, but the signs are quite obvious. For example, Wu Haoxue pays special attention to the news related to the Emperor at home recently. Once Gao Fan saw Wu Haoxue studying the topographic map of the Imperial Palace. Combined with the current situation in Dongying Look, it's easy to analyze that their planned target is... the Emperor of Japan.

The Emperor of God has always lived in Tokyo, and there has been no news about the Emperor of God moving to the Imperial Palace in Kyoto recently, so the Emperor of God was secretly transferred to Kyoto, and the news was intercepted by the investigators?

This is not far from ten. . .

Gao Fan, who has 80 investigation points, was more than half the level of Sherlock Holmes when he was sane. Although his sanity is low now, Wu Haoxue is not particularly wary of Gao Fan. Once many clues are connected, the truth is ready to come out.

It also makes sense for Wu Haoxue and the boss not to bring Gao Fan to carry out the plan. After all, Gao Fan has no fighting power, and Gao Fan did give Wu Haoxue all the Command Seals he can use.

"I'm still worried." Gao Fan muttered, but he also knew that if he followed, it would be even more worrying.

Because he really has no fighting power.

Of course, it's not completely absent...

Gao Fan took out his treasure at the bottom of the box, the Command Spell he got from Sanzhuxiong - Zhenwu Xinying Sword.

The reason why this command spell is not given to Wu Haoxue is because it is an original command spell, and the backlash is unknown after use. San Zhuxiong is fine with it, but it does not mean that others are also fine, not to mention San Zhuxiong's inhuman character. It wasn't the backlash of the Command Seal, Gao Fan didn't know either.

However, after being explained by the Eternal Demon, Gao Fan realized that this Command Spell from the "Great Being: Lao Tzu" may have some room for manipulation.

"I'm an old friend of mine..." Gao Fan said to himself, and immediately began to sharpen his gun and tame this command spell. If he can complete it, he may be able to provide some assistance to the investigators in time.

...

Wu Haoxue and his boss drove to a place three kilometers outside the Imperial Palace, stopped the car, and drove into an alley.

We can't go any further, the front is already a martial law zone, and there are God Emperor Guards stationed there. The God Emperor Guards are the elite of the Japanese army, and their combat quality is not low. Looking at the front, there is a sentry every 100 meters.

"The tighter the security, the more it proves that our news is accurate." The boss got out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Didn't you quit smoking?" Wu Haoxue also got off the co-pilot.

"Quitting smoking is to live longer, so what's the point of quitting now?" The boss grinned, the scars on his face looking fierce in the shadow of the street lamp.

Although the boss is a C-level investigator and is on the verge of retirement, he has been able to deal with all kinds of pollution in Japan for decades without sacrifice, which proves that he is indeed unique. He was a speeder when he was young, and his weapon was A pair of fists, the specialty is that hitting people is very painful.

"Give me one." Suddenly someone in the shadows spoke.

This sound startled Wu Haoxue and the boss. After looking carefully, they found a person standing there, a thin and withered German man. He looked a little nervous, like an art teacher.

"Mr. Yorick." Wu Haoxue said hello.

Yorick, a member of the gravediggers organization, a B-level investigator, his specialty is "autopsy", not the one who picks up corpses in bars, but the real inspection of corpses, code-named "gravekeeper", his greatest wish is to be a A drama actor who uses performance to bring joy to the audience.

Because of his lack of talent, Yorick can only become a low-level drama actor without his own job-digging pits and burying coffins in the cemetery earns so much money that he has to give up his career as an actor, but not his life. Ideal, his greatest hobby is to perform his best plays for the dead in the cemetery in the middle of the night.

Yorick nodded at Wu Haoxue, indicating that he heard the greeting. Because he was used to communicating with the dead, he seemed very reserved in front of the living. Wu Haoxue guessed that this might be the reason why he could not pursue a career as a drama actor.

"Where is Mr. Zhankuang?" Wu Haoxue looked around.

"He'll have a while." The boss handed Yorick a cigarette, "He lives far away."

Hmm... Wu Haoxue looked at the dark night sky in the north, and he couldn't see the deep buildings from here, but that was where the Imperial Palace in Kyoto was.

"There are two battalions of troops stationed outside the Imperial Palace, and there are a large number of... well, about 500 minions inside, mainly D-level flying headman and C-level Hannya. This is the information given by Minase Harumi. She has a good friend in the Dissident Investigation Section of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and the accuracy of the information is not a problem." The boss took a puff of the cigarette, and the sparks from the cigarette burned to the end quickly in the darkness, as if he was not 'smoking' but 'swallow'.

"So, what we have to face is two battalions of the God Emperor's Guards and five hundred minions." Wu Haoxue touched his compound bow, feeling his heart beating faster and his blood boiling, "It seems that that is not too bad. Disaster?"

"Fortunately, the Prime Minister hasn't raised B-level minions yet, and the Angel Legion is attracting attention to Tokyo. Minase Harumi is launching a fierce attack on the Angel of Power. She is really an amazing girl." The boss praised .

Since the investigators acted together, it was impossible for them to be the only four. In fact, a larger-scale gathering of investigators was in Tokyo, and it was led by an A-level investigator who was known as the 'strongest female high school student' Harumo Minase.

Minase Harumeng is a legend. If her story is written as a manga, there will be several volumes. She was transformed into a physical body by a great being. STK's evaluation of her strength and physical fitness is "not inferior to the low-level greatness. Existence', think about it, that is a female high school student who can arm-wrestle with the invisible son, worthy of the title of 'the strongest'.

At this time, footsteps sounded in the dark alley.

A middle-aged man with short blond hair in a black suit appeared at the alley.

Here comes Mark Harrigan, code-named 'Battler'.

Mark Harrigan was known to Wu Haoxue, the only investigator who had not joined any investigator organization.

Since there is no organization, there is no rating.

But the general evaluation of him is by no means inferior to B-level.

Although the most basic definition of an investigator's level evaluation is the level of contamination, for example, A level means that he is almost turned into a demon, but it does represent combat ability.

Mark nodded to the three temporary companions, he was also a man of few words.

It's no secret that Wu Haoxue knows his life experience. Mark was a soldier and saw demon cannibals on the battlefield, but no one believed him except his wife, so he chose to retire from the army and return to his spiritual pillar—his side of his wife.

As a result, when Mark returned home, he saw the scene of his wife being swallowed whole by the monster from the inside out. From then on, revenge against the devil became the meaning of his life.

The existence of Mark is also the confidence of this team.

Now, the second strongest team of investigators that can be assembled in Japan at this moment is heading for the Imperial Palace.