Qiao Shuya still told the Memu Police Department not to keep the scene any longer. After all, no normal person could withstand such an abstract thing.
Originally, he thought that he and his apprentice were too young and had little experience, but looking at Lao Chen's behavior, he estimated that such an abstract situation was still too early for normal earth creatures.
Many people in the late-stage Metropolitan Police Department troops who followed were ashen-faced, and they were probably suffering a lot of mental damage. It was obvious that the criminals had extremely strong feelings when they turned Akutagawa Ayumi into "Ayumi-chan"
private emotions inside.
He might even be the type of person who hates him to the core, which is why the people from the Metropolitan Police Department were able to quickly focus on him.
How to put this matter, Qiao Shuya even thinks that this hot Shibuya girl who is in prison will die if she dies, and living in the world will only make rice more expensive, but a strange demon who has launched a formal revenge is
The real key point.
In fact, it is simply unreasonable to let a layer that can be stacked at any time wander around on your own territory without stacking it yourself.
"Brother Qiao, the analysis section of the Metropolitan Police Department has formulated a detailed plan. Since the alien monster is still in the first stage, since he retaliated for the first time, he will definitely retaliate for the second and third time... until he is completely defeated by the alien.
Devoured by demons," Police Department Memu said,
"So, we decided to arrange special police to monitor the enemies in front of Ichiro Hirata, including his boss, his colleagues, people who beat him, etc. If there is a problem, we will notify you as soon as possible, brother Qiao, and also ask you to take the last two days
Keep in touch 24 hours a day..."
Having said this, the Mumu Police Department seemed very embarrassed.
Originally, he thought that this incident might be solved quickly when the Watchers came, but he found that this was not only a strange demon incident, but also a deep problem in District 11. As for the root of the problem, he did not dare to think about it.
Dare to solve it.
"No problem." Qiao Shuya also agreed.
Qiao Shuya and others are preparing to return to the office temporarily. After all, they can't help much here, and they don't want to get involved in spying on Ichiro Hirata's enemies.
Tokyo is so big that it is not easy to find a needle in a haystack of a person possessed by a strange demon in such a big city.
"Analysis Section, are there any problems with Ichiro Hirata's other enemies?" After Qiao Shuya left, the Megure Police Department asked the police officers from the Analysis Section.
"No problem, but the other enemies have not yet received revenge..."
The Megure Police Department suddenly felt very strange. It had been more than half a day, and still only Akutagawa Ayumi was killed. This was not the same as the strange monsters he had encountered before.
When he was the inspector general, in cases of strange demon possession, usually after the first revenge, the possessed person would completely fall into uncontrollable desires and run wildly on the downhill road of self-destruction.
This first stage is the easiest to determine whether a person is possessed by a strange demon.
Because this stage is the moment when all the dark desires of the possessed person expand most violently, but in the second stage, it is difficult to detect...
…
In a sewer in Shinjuku City, a dirty middle-aged man woke up.
He casually came to the sewer, washed his face with not very clean water, and straightened his face a little.
His name is Hirata Ichiro, and he was originally just an ordinary account manager of an agency company.
He is not a native of Tokyo, but a foreigner who came to this big city to pursue his dreams. Perhaps like thousands of ordinary social animals in this city, he will find a wife who is neither good-looking nor ugly.
I worked hard for decades to buy a small apartment.
Then when his child is born, he will be able to have the status of a "Tokyo native" and own a small house of his own in the metropolis of Tokyo. This will achieve a small leap in class and there is no need to work more than 16 hours a day like him.
He spent a lot of time thinking about the future under the starry sky.
However, everything was ruined. He didn't know what he had done wrong and why he had become like this. Everything was contrary to his wishes. He had changed from a company account manager to a homeless man and even a murderer. It seemed that he could only
Several days have passed.
He tidied himself up a little, trying not to look like a homeless man, but at most just a down-and-out slovenly uncle.
He didn't know what happened to him. Maybe his personality was split. There was always a voice in his heart asking him to take revenge and realize all his dark desires.
Whether it was imprisoning one of his favorite idols underground for torture, robbing a bank to become a millionaire, or killing everyone who had conflicts with him... the voice in his heart has always tempted him.
…
But he just came to a pier and bought a pack of potato chips and a bottle of soda in the convenience store. He ate potato chips, drank soda, and watched the rise and fall of the tide until nightfall.
At night, the Tokyo metropolis, a city that never sleeps, officially shows its vitality. Neon lights are everywhere, and many high-rise buildings have various electronic screens hanging on them, and various advertisements are played on them.
He stopped for a while and saw a sweet idol student singing their new album in an advertisement.
"As long as you are willing, all these women can be imprisoned by you, become your private playthings, and be completely trampled in the basement to become your tools...your reproductive machines..."
Deep in my heart, the temptation rose again.
But Ichiro Hirata just shook his head and said in words that only he could hear: "No, they will have a better life than me..."
"Yesterday, the violence with which you killed that woman was not like this. I can feel your hatred and unwillingness."
"But I only have that one enemy, and I have no other wishes, so be it..." Ichiro Hirata threw the garbage in his hands into the trash can and said.
When leaving the pier, he accidentally bumped into someone and quickly bowed and apologized: "Simi Masai, red bean puree Simi Masai..."
as always.
"Tie Baa, did you do this on purpose?" One person rolled up his sleeves angrily.
"Forget it, forget it, we have to work later, let's get over this trivial matter." Another person next to him who was trying to break up the fight said.
This situation that might have escalated into a bloody incident quickly dissipated. Hirata Ichiro just strolled by the dock. He seemed to just want to find a sewer where he could take a rest.
"You can kill the guy who spoke rudely to you. Now you are no longer a social beast. You have unparalleled power. Your power can make you realize any wish!"
"Will your wish come true?" Ichiro Hirata murmured.
"Yes, any wish can come true."
"Then I just want to finish a bag of potato chips on the edge of the pier..." He silently looked in the direction of the sea. This was his favorite thing to do when he was a child, but he hadn't seen the sea for a long time since he started working.
I don’t have time, but I also want to save money to buy a house.