90. All parties are surging, it is the time of heavy rain.
The rain still kept falling.
Wet the roof, wet the trees in the yard, and wet the ground.
As night fell, the rain became heavier. The sound of water was gurgling. Occasionally, tall men hurried past the ancient houses shrouded in darkness, without umbrellas or raincoats, causing splashes of water to scatter.
Tsuchiya Kazuma walked in the lair with a solemn expression, checking the guards in various places in the yard.
This private house occupies a huge area. It is tall and thick. There are many bunkers. There are small courtyards one after another inside. Various modern weapons and supernatural powers can be seen everywhere. All kinds of complex and ingenious forces combine to form a building comparable to Verdun.
A solid fortress. Tsuchiya Kazuma believed that even a well-equipped modern army would be ruthlessly crushed by this meat grinder if it wanted to attack.
But as night approached, Tsuchiya and Ma felt increasingly uneasy.
"...Asshole, I just arrived in Tokyo, and I haven't figured out anything yet. Why did I provoke that guy? That stupid spider of Araki Dairo deserved to die. And Araki Jiro, the information submitted
Just like the Prime Minister's speech, it's all nonsense and false information, without any useful news! Is it? You people are just ineffective..."
Walking under the eaves of the corridor full of cameras, Tsuchiya Kazuma was in a very unhappy mood. He was cursing nonstop along the way. The two bald men following him followed him with their heads down silently, not daring to answer the conversation.
What happened in the morning caused a huge shock within Black Spider.
These Hunji Dao people are almost all desperadoes wandering between life and death, and a large number of them are monsters who hide their identities.
Life is life, death is death, and they still have some discernment in estimating the enemy's strength.
Needless to say, the new boss Tsuchiya Kazuma, who just took office today, has great strength. Even if the new boss has not turned into a monster and simply defends the enemy in human form, the Kagehide sword in his hand is not a joke, it is a real high-level monster sword.
Where is Ji?
Therefore, the young man who was still safe after being stabbed in the neck was even more mysterious and terrifying.
No one knows what his strength is.
Unpredictable risks are like gravel quietly entering the soles of shoes, making people feel uncomfortable with every step they take.
After passing through the first corridor, Tsuchiya and Ma stopped for a moment.
"Boss," Araki Erlang came forward with his crutches, "the two adults sent by the organization have arrived and are resting in the cafeteria."
"Take me there now!"
Tsuchiya Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
After passing through another corridor, lightning flashed across the sky.
Several crows flew up from the shade of the towering trees in the yard and jumped to another tree. From time to time, a harsh and sharp cry came from the continuous rain.
It's like condemning something.
The cry echoed coldly in the wet forest, and then passed through the rain and reached my ears.
Tsuchiya Kazuma frowned: "Why are there so many crows?"
I don’t know if it was his imagination, but there were crows everywhere in the yard tonight. When they saw someone approaching, the crows gave a few short calls as if they were sending a signal to their companions, and raised their weapons in the rain.
Sharp beak and cold claws.
Araki Jiro glanced towards the dark courtyard.
A crow with particularly fat and black feathers happened to be looking at him. It looked so still, as if it was the owner of the house.
"There are always a lot of crows in Tokyo, so don't worry about it, boss." Araki Jiro explained, "Maybe it's because of the heavy rain that they gather here to take shelter."
"Are there many crows in Tokyo?"
"With more people and more garbage, there will naturally be more crows gathering here to look for food. In addition, Tokyo is well-greened and has no natural predators, making it an ideal habitat for crows. And what else should be damned?
The animal protection organization protects..."
"Oh, I understand. Animal welfare organizations are very difficult to deal with."
"Why is it that something as annoying as a crow is protected by an animal protection organization, but we monsters don't have a monster protection organization?"
"Yeah~"
The two monsters sighed together and came to the restaurant with the lights on. Although the light was not very bright, because the outside world was a dim rainy day, the lights in the restaurant had a warm artistic conception, which was unbearable.
I want to go in and sit.
A man and a woman were talking in front of the restaurant. Behind the man was a waiter. He also had a bald head and a long scar on his face. When he saw Tsuchiya Kazuma walking in, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Boss, the two adults sent from above are inside."
With that said, the bald head led the earthen house and the horse into the house. The rain showed no sign of letting up, and the crows screamed sharply in the nearby trees.
In the corner of the restaurant, a burly man nearly two meters tall and a little man about four meters tall were sitting there drinking coffee and eating bread.
Among a mixed group of Yakuza members, the unusual temperament of these two attracted even more attention.
They occupied a table that could seat six people, but no one was willing to go over and share the table with him. Just like antelopes avoiding wild dogs, relying on natural instinct, the members of the Black Spider avoided those two people.
Tsuchiya Kazuma noticed that compared to the tall and strong man who seemed to be more oppressive, the small man gave people a greater sense of danger. In the area where he was, the gravity, atmospheric concentration and refraction of light seemed to be the same.
It was different elsewhere. Looking from a distance, he looked like a god of death hiding his breath.
field……
This long-awaited word passed through Tsuchiya and Ma's heart, making his steps become heavier.
Quickly walking up to the two of them, he bowed respectfully and saluted: "Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen."
The tall man raised his head, his fleshy face illuminated by the light.
He seemed to have just finished eating the brioche bread. The wrapper was in a ball on the table, and there were crumbs stuck to the corners of his mouth. The brioche bread did not go well with his sinister face.
"Long time no see, Tsuchiya." Seeing Tsuchiya and Ma, the tall man raised his butt slightly and said hello. The little man was also eating bread without raising his eyelids.
Tsuchiya Kazuma was shocked, and his expression became even more humble: "Master Umibo!"
"You're welcome, let's get straight to the point." Master Umibo knocked on the table, "Before we come here, we have a general understanding of what happened in the morning. The young man is very scary. When we met each other, your knife slashed the young man's neck.
Then you were punched in the face. The Yingxiu sword was taken away in less than two seconds, right?"
"Yes." Tsuchiya and Ma bent down, not daring to express their anger: "I underestimated the enemy and misjudged your little brat's strength."
"After the fight, what do you think of his strength?" Master Umibo asked.
"At least, it's the strength of a general, and not just promoted." Kazuma Tsuchiya recalled the battle process, and said cautiously: "He didn't use divine power at the time, and he only relied on physical skills to fight me. I couldn't tell
Specific strength. But to be able to take the Yingxiu Sword with his physical body, either his physical body has the strength of a king-level body, or he has a body-protecting spiritual weapon. To activate a spiritual weapon that is comparable to the physical strength of a king-level body, he must at least have a general.
level of strength."
"You already have general-level strength, but now you have the Kagehide sword, it's a bit tricky." Master Umibo raised a hand and pointed at Tsuchiya Kazuma's body, "When you lose your sword ears, the organization will hold you accountable.
, be prepared.”
"Hi!"
Tsuchiya and Ma didn't dare to object.
Then, Umibozu raised his hand and slammed the table.
"Bang~"
After a loud noise, the table fell into pieces.
The originally noisy restaurant suddenly felt like a pause button had been pressed. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stood or sat quietly without daring to move. The only sound between the sky and the earth was still ringing.
.
The little man raised his head and looked around.
His skin is dark, his eyes are small and thin, and they are full of cruelty. When some people's eyes come into contact with him, they can't help but feel pain in their eyes, and their vision becomes blurred.
"Sir, please calm down." Tsuchiya and Ma bowed their waists, a chill running down their backs.
"The death of Araki Dairo is not a loss to the organization." Master Umibosu fixed his eyes on Araki Jiro, "But what he left behind was destroyed overnight due to the negligence of his subordinates.
Clean. Someone must give an explanation for this responsibility!"
"clear!"
Tsuchiya and Ma responded, raising their heads and winking at the two younger brothers beside them.
Then, one of the two boys took off the knife from his waist, and the other grabbed Jiro Araki's shoulder.
"Oh, spare my life!" Araki Jiro trembled all over, and his face turned pale with fear on the spot, "Please spare your life, sir. You can't blame me for this. With my strength, how can I be Fujiwara Izaya's opponent? I
I've tried my best..."
While he was talking, the knife-wielding boy was already approaching behind him.
Stimulated by his survival instinct, Araki Jiro burst out with a burst of courage. He waved the crutch in his hand and smashed it away. After smashing the bald head grabbing his shoulder, he limped one leg and jumped out of the door on one foot.
A bald man grabbed a stool and chased after him, knocking Erlang Araki to the ground.
"You still dare to run?"
As he said that, he hit it with the stool again.
When it was smashed down for the second time, the stool was already broken, and another person came around and punched and kicked him. The beaten Araki Jiro kept begging for mercy and wanted to escape, until he was beaten until he vomited blood all over the ground and passed out on the verge of death.
, the two bald heads dragged his feet through the door and walked into the dark rain curtain.
During this process, the members who were watching all had indifferent faces, and no one came up to intercede.
The cohesion within the spider demon group has been dissipated... Master Umibo smiled sarcastically, and his eyes swept over the bare heads: "Also, regarding whether Luo Xiuxian has betrayed, the organization will conduct a careful investigation before proceeding.
Make a ruling. I hope everyone here can cooperate with future investigations and don’t hide anything or cover up just because she is the empress!”
"Hi!"
A unanimous response echoed throughout the restaurant.
Not long after, the two people who had just walked out walked back through the rain and stood quietly behind Tsuchiya Kazuma.
"I will take care of Fujiwara Izaya's matter tonight." Umibozu said with a sullen face and a slow and calm tone, "After tonight, you will continue to be your president. Remember, don't make any mistakes again. Be cruel.
, to be indifferent, to be ruthless..."
The tall man was lecturing, while the little man had his back turned to him, looking at the heavy rain outside the door, looking a little bored. Under the dark sky, the air was damp and cool, and the smell of earth rippled around. Then, he seemed to see something
As if it was something interesting, he touched his nose with his hand and smiled sadly.
A few crows flew up from the tree crown, crossed the fence and disappeared into the night.
The low and heavy clouds hung over the roofs as if they had collapsed, as if foretelling that a brutal fight was imminent.
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Taitung District, Ueno.
There are many shrines hidden in the lush woods of Ueno Park.
Among them, Hanazono Inari Shrine is the largest and most powerful. On the approach to the worship hall, bright red torii gates are lined up one after another, just like Fushimi Inari Shrine, solemn and noble.
.
The night wind whimpered through the trees, and light shone through the worship hall.
Fujishima Miyaji was sitting on the eaves of the corridor, looking far away at the torii gate in the rain, as if he was waiting for someone.
Eighteen years ago, he shouldered the important task of expanding the influence of Inari Shrine in Kanto. He left Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine and came to Tokyo to serve as the priest of Hanazono Inari Shrine. In these eighteen years, his biggest wish is
Let Hanazono Inari Shrine become one of the Big 5 in Onnyangryo Kanto, and we have been working hard for this goal for a long time.
Now, this goal has finally seen a glimmer of light.
Earlier today, Section 9 issued a wanted order for Izaya Fujiwara.
After summarizing the information gathered from all parties, Fujishima Miyaji roughly knew what happened in the morning.
As long as Section 9 can prove that Fujiwara Izaya is a youkai, then he will be sure to remove Asakusa Shrine from the Onmyo Residence. Then, the temporarily vacant chairmanship that formerly belonged to Asakusa Shrine will no longer have a reason to remain vacant.
Miyaji Fujishima knows one thing very well.
The local forces in Kanto, represented by the Tokyo Grand Shrine, do not welcome people like them from Kansai.
But so what?
The rules of Onnyangryo do not say that the Kansai Shrine branch is not allowed to serve as the chairman of the Kanto branch.
As long as Asakusa Shrine is removed from the list, it will naturally be necessary to choose one of the remaining board members to replace it. Among the remaining candidate shrines and temples, Hanazono Inari Shrine has an absolute advantage in strength and funds, and was elected as the new director.
It’s long, but it’s just a process.
The rain fell like a curtain, and someone walked through the shrine holding an umbrella.
Wearing a fancy shirt and a slightly rebellious headscarf on his forehead, he looked lazy and frivolous.
Fujishima Miyaji sighed softly.
This is his son, who has just entered the third grade of high school. His personality is very troublesome for him as a father.
"...Dad, I didn't even eat dinner, so I was asked to run back and forth," Fujishima Shirou was obviously a little unhappy. He walked up the steps while nagging, and sat down on the eaves with an impatient look on his face.
He said: "Isn't it just a broken Asakusa Shrine? I'll demolish it for you later, okay?"
Listening to his son's frivolous tone, Fujishima Miyaji frowned: "Have you found any information from Section 9?"
"There are currently two key pieces of evidence." Fujishima Shiro shouted while slapping the muddy water off his trouser legs, "The first piece of evidence: At the beginning of the month, Fujiwara Izaya removed ghosts at a construction site in Yoshiwara, and there were traces left at the scene afterwards.
At least it’s the traces of the monster’s power left behind by the super monster. The second piece of evidence: As for what happened this morning, many people witnessed him using his neck to catch Hidetō with his neck, and he was unscathed.”
Fujishima Miyaji asked: "Is there any evidence for the first incident?"
"There is no physical evidence, but there are witnesses." Fujishima Shiro curled his lips in boredom, "One is from the police department of Section 9, and the other is the priest of Yoshihara Shrine. Both of them were at the construction site at the time. It is certain that Fujiwara Izaya was the only one at the time.
People who were there.”
"There is no physical evidence, so it's not very stable..." Fujishima Miyaji gently wiped the rainwater on his forehead with a handkerchief, "Go to the headquarters of Section 9 in person and put pressure on them in the name of Hanazono Inari Shrine to let them
Hurry up and arrest Izaya Fujiwara. I will contact Chairman Kasahara to test her attitude."
"Dad, look at the rain," Miyaji Fujishima shouted dissatisfied. "When I came back just now, the roads were full of water. The radio also said that the water flowed all the way to Akasaka Mitsuke Station of the subway. The lines
It was also flooded. The Ginza Line and Marunouchi Line were suspended, and the streets were in chaos. You still let me go out in this weather?"
After my son complained, I slapped my palm on the balcony: "You talk to me with such an attitude?"
Then, the son imitated my father's movements and pushed down harder. Then he waved his palms with grinning teeth and said quarrelsomely: "You have the nerve to talk to me about your attitude? You are also a father when someone else is a father. How can you be a father?"
Dad would let his son run outside in such bad weather? I’m not telling you, can you reflect on yourself? Not only is he a palace minister, but he is also a father and a husband!"
"Asshole!"
I took pictures of the eaves of the corridor again.
"Go if you are told, or I will break your legs now!"
"I won't go if I don't." The son also patted the eaves of the corridor, and then stretched out his feet with an expression that said, "You're going to break my legs." This made me so angry.
At this moment, a gentle woman walked out of the worship hall and persuaded the father and son in a low voice. Then Fujishima Shirou opened his umbrella again, left the shrine with a curse, and rushed to the headquarters of Section 9.
Fujishima Miyaji took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact Chairman Kasahara.
Under the curtain of rain, Fujishima Shiro took a few steps, turned around and shouted: "Dad, the people at Hakusan Shrine are also asking for information. Don't let them take advantage of you."
"Smelly boy."
A smile appeared on Fujishima Miyaji's lips.
Hakusan Shrine?
Something not worth mentioning.
In Fujishima Miyaji's view, the last position of chairman of the Kanto branch can only be filled by him.
"Hey, I'm sorry for disturbing the chairman so late."
"It's Fujishima Miyaji, please tell me."
On the other end of the phone, Chairman Kasahara's voice was a little tired. Miyaji Fujishima thought that she must be bothering about Fujiwara Izaya, so he lowered his voice and said: "About Fujiwara Izaya, after what happened today, the Shinto Church
Everything has exploded inside, and if we don't take action, I'm afraid it will cause criticism."
"Well, I'm thinking..."
"Chairman, if people's hearts are scattered, the impact will be bad."
"I know."
"Why don't we hold a board meeting tomorrow and let everyone discuss how to deal with it."
"That's fine."
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Tokyo, Bunkyo-ku.
In the Hakusan Shrine, Miyaji Takagi held a photo and looked at it carefully under the lamp.
Like Fujishima Miyaji, he is also committed to making Hakusan Shrine the last permanent chairman. However, compared to Inari Shrine, Hakusan Shrine is much smaller in scale and lacks both funds and strength.
But now, the opportunity for a comeback is at hand.
Takagi Miyaji held the photo and remained silent for a long time, only his hands were trembling slightly.
In that photo, there was a big tengu wearing a white hunting robe and a pair of white wings, and upon closer inspection, his face was 90% similar to Fujiwara Izaya.
There is no doubt about it.
Takagi Miyaji is 100% convinced that this is the true identity of Fujiwara Izaya.
This photo suddenly appeared on his desktop. He didn't know who sent it, and he didn't know what the other person's intention was. There was only a signature on the back of the photo as "an enthusiastic citizen passing by."
With this physical evidence, Takagi Miyaji believed that he could bring down Fujiwara Izaya in one fell swoop.
Then, he can use the limelight of this great achievement to successfully suppress Hanazono Inari Shrine and become the fifth permanent chairman.
Thanks to the enthusiastic citizens who passed by... Takagi Miyaji dialed Chairman Kasahara's phone number with trembling hands.
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It was raining heavily and the trams were suspended.
Lightning roared fiercely, and raindrops struck the world with crackling sounds.
Under the dark and humid sky, Fujiwara Izaya passed by at low altitude. The demon power mask surrounding him exuded a faint yellow light, blocking the intrusion of the rain.
Light and shadow.
The extremely short silhouette merges into one.
The nameless wind blew instantly towards the house in the rainy night.
This is the signal.
Following this signal, he waved his fist downward.
Everything will start in the heavy rain and will end in the heavy rain.