The full name is the Ninth Special Crime Investigation Section of the Metropolitan Police Department, an elite force responsible for handling supernatural incidents.
The team of Section 9 detectives who walked into the worship hall had quick steps and serious expressions.
Business is coming... Fujiwara Izaya thought about it and hurried forward to greet him.
People who come to the shrine can be roughly divided into two types.
One type is the pilgrims who come to worship on a regular basis. Although these people visit frequently, they pay very little, and some even just hang around, paying homage to the gods for free. The other type is those who encounter big events and are eager to come.
Those who ask for help from gods will naturally be more generous in their actions.
The leading Section 9 agent is a tall man wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses. Although he has a slightly bigger belly, he can walk easily with his outfit that looks like Keanu Reeves.
There is quite a bit of momentum here.
Fujiwara Izaya knew him.
This water fish... Oh no, this Mr. Suzuki is a police chief of Section 9, responsible for all major and minor supernatural cases in Taito District, where Asakusa is located.
He probably came here because he encountered some difficult case and asked for foreign help.
"Hey, long time no see." As soon as he saw Fujiwara Izaya, Suzuki Police Department's face immediately put on a skilled sly smile, "I miss the little mage so much that I can't even drink anymore recently."
"Don't do this," Fujiwara Izaya put his hands behind his back, showing off his master's demeanor, "I'm afraid you haven't encountered some difficult case, otherwise you will go to Yoshiwara a hundred times and you won't come to Asakusa Shrine once.
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"What the hell, I originally planned to come to the little mage during the Golden Week to ask for an autograph," Suzuki Police Department laughed happily. After seeing Fujiwara Izaya unmoved, he put on a serious face without being ashamed at all.
With an expression on his face, he continued: "It's just that a case of murder by a resentful spirit happened near here last night."
"No wonder there were so many police officers in the morning," Fujiwara Izaya nodded slightly, "Mr. Police Department, please elaborate."
"Two people died, big trouble." Police Suzuki took off his sunglasses and put them in his pocket. "They died between three and four o'clock yesterday morning. According to the surveillance along the road, the deceased and his girlfriend came from Yoshiwara.
After coming out of a bar and driving all the way to Asakusa, a small car accident occurred. Judging from the degree of damage to the vehicle at the scene, the car accident was not fatal, but the death of both people was extremely miserable, and residual resentment was also detected at the scene.
There are traces of it, and our Nine Sections concluded that it was the work of evil spirits."
"Huh?"
Fujiwara Izaya looked a little confused.
Wraith spirits are not something you can encounter everywhere.
Strictly speaking, they are a type of earthbound spirit, and they can only linger at the place where they died to seek revenge. But there are one temple and three shrines near Asakusa, and all the resentful spirits have been wiped out long ago. How is this possible?
Will a resentful spirit suddenly appear and kill people on the street?
"I also find it very strange, how could a resentful spirit dare to kill people near the little mage? It's just like Kennedy riding in a convertible, right?" The Suzuki Police Department complimented Fujiwara Izaya without any trace, and continued: "So, I think
Please ask the little mage and me to go to the scene and take a look, and by the way find the resentful spirit and give it a brain teaser."
"Of course it's okay." Fujiwara Izaya nodded, and then hesitated slightly, "It's just that I have a lot of things to do recently, I'm afraid..."
This is a polite statement.
He was waiting for the Suzuki Police Department to make an offer.
There are 23 wards in Tokyo, and each ward has its corresponding shrines and temples.
Every time a supernatural crime case occurs, Section 9 will set up a special investigation team. When they encounter a difficult case, they will pay a certain amount of money to seek help from the shrine or temple where the case is located.
"One million yen." Suzuki Police Department said immediately.
Having dealt with the little mage several times, he naturally understands the market price of the little mage.
Generally speaking, ordinary ghosts and small wizards charge 100,000-300,000 yen.
For Wraith Spirits, it’s 800,000-1 million yen.
This price is much higher than the market price, but the Suzuki Police Department didn't feel distressed at all when they announced the price.
after all……
It's not like he paid for it.
Taking the government's money to please the little master can be said to achieve multiple things with one stone.
The little mage has made money and is happy. After receiving the credit, he can win the favor of the little mage, which makes him twice as happy. After this operation, the government may have lost money, but the government’s money is originally the money of the citizens. Now
There's nothing wrong with returning it to citizens, right?
Hearing the number 1 million, Fujiwara Izaya suddenly showed a kind smile and nodded: "Let's go, Mr. Police Department, take me to the scene to have a look."
"The little mage is handsome!"
Police Suzuki nodded and bowed in compliment, took out his sunglasses, put them on his face, turned around and walked out the door majestically.
Fujiwara Izaya followed behind and soon arrived at the crime scene.
It is at the corner of a highway not far from Asakusa Shrine. The straight-line distance is only 300 meters. It is also very close to Sensoji Temple Kaminarimon Gate. It can be said to be sandwiched between Asakusa Shrine and Sensoji Temple.
A cordon has been set up at the scene, with three police off-road vehicles surrounding it. Police officers are pulling up tents that block the view, and agents from the Ninth Section with loaded weapons are standing guard to prevent unauthorized persons from entering.
This area of Sensoji Temple is a bustling area, and such a scene attracted a large number of passers-by to watch. Unable to see what was going on inside, they gathered outside and talked in low voices.
Fujiwara Izaya slipped through the cordon, and a horrifying scene came into view.
A Ferrari sports car dragged long brake marks and hit the barrier in the middle of the road. The bumper had fallen off and the front end of the car was seriously dented. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the road around the sports car is evenly spread all over the ground.
of human tissue.
Blood stains, minced flesh, broken bones, broken hair, even fingernails could not be found intact... Due to the rain in the morning, even though the tent was set up early, there was still rainwater seeping in along the road.
, the whole scene was extremely disgusting and sticky, with pieces of mushy meat everywhere.
The first time he saw this scene, Fujiwara Izaya felt physically sick.
"Little Master, here..." The Suzuki police officer who had been prepared immediately handed over a handkerchief sprayed with odor removal spray. He had vomited a round in the morning, and now that he saw it again, his stomach was still churning.
"Thanks."
Fujiwara Izaya took the handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.
There were several forensic doctors in medical uniforms who were still diligently picking up the evidence on the ground with tweezers.
To be honest...
There is no need to examine this corpse.
Extracting the deceased's DNA from this pile of flesh and blood to help identify the deceased is the only way they can help now.
Thank you for your hard work... Fujiwara Izaya silently paid attention to the forensic doctor.
After waiting for the forensic doctor to take the samples, there was still a lot of broken foam left on the ground that could not be sampled. At this time, two monks, one old and one young, came in from outside the tent.
The old monk has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the young monk has red lips and white teeth. They are all dressed in neat and new white monk robes, holding wooden fish instruments, and they look good.