Chapter 349: The Great Conspiracy!
At the Second Crime Scene.
Sakura Kurumi was examining the corpse on the ground with a frown on her face.
A bloody mess.
Yet another demon warrior of a high level was beaten into a pile of minced meat by something unknown.
The ground was covered with blood.
There is no sign of any environmental damage either, which means they don't even have the ability to fight back.
same.
The demon pill and demon soul were also taken away.
"The lecture hall is busy!" A police officer came up and said, "There was another call just now. There was another murder in a house near Tokyo Women's University. Some colleagues have already gone there and cordoned off the scene."
"They sent a report saying that the bodies at the scene died in exactly the same way as here. It's very likely that the same murderer was responsible."
"Let's go over there and ask them to check the surrounding surveillance. At the same time, ask the neighbors nearby to see if there are any suspicious people." Yingsora Kurumi turned and left.
Three police cars blared their sirens and ignored red lights and arrived near Tokyo Women's University.
Yingkong Kurumi frowned, who has such high strength? Not long after.
Three police cars stopped at the entrance of an alley.
The crime scene this time was in a building in an old urban area.
The police had already set up a cordon early on.
After Sakurazora Kurumi and the police officers got off the car, they saw from afar a woman wearing a fashionable hat being questioned by police officers in a quiet community alley.
The two people's voices echoed in the empty alley.
"Excuse me, Miss, since you live nearby, do you know this family?" asked the police officer.
"I know her. Mrs. Nishimura often comes to my store to buy bread." The woman nodded.
"Has she ever had any dispute with anyone else?" the police officer asked again.
"No, she's a very good lady. She often sees me busy in the store and helps me greet customers." The woman replied: "She doesn't have many friends except that she's a bit lonely. I've never seen her have any disputes with anyone."
Yingkong Kurumi looked around as she walked.
Suddenly, a female police officer who got off the car shouted in surprise: "You are... You are Tsubaki? Sannomiya Junko? Ah. Why are you here?"
Then the policewoman turned around excitedly and shouted, "Everyone come quickly, it's Chunzi, it's Chunzi, she's here!!!"
Sannomiya Junko?
Yingkong Kurumi was stunned, and quickly stepped forward, and surrounded the police officers who had just got out of the car and were searching around.
The woman was wearing a fashionable fur hat and a dark green knitted skirt.
Half of her white, soft, plump thighs were exposed, and she was wearing black over-the-knee leather boots.
She has a fair face, peach-red lips, and a hint of spring between her eyebrows.
A typical Tokyo urban beauty.
Everyone surrounded Sannomiya Junko in disbelief.
I couldn't recognize it for a moment.
What a huge change!
Is this still the Sannomiya Junko they knew? The Sannomiya Junko who always wore big black-framed glasses and kept her head down? The Sannomiya Junko who spoke timidly and was too self-conscious to look anyone in the eye?
This female administrative officer of the Exorcist Guard has always been very popular.
She rushes to do everything and helps anyone who needs help.
In the office, she is always the busiest person and also the one with the least presence.
It was not until she actually disappeared that everyone realized how important she was.
But after Junko Sannomiya resigned suddenly.
Just disappear from everyone's world.
Silently.
And deleted everyone's contact information.
Now seeing her again.
The former Sannomiya Junko has disappeared.
The whole person looks brand new from head to toe.
The woman in front of me was confident, beautiful, and generous. She talked freely when questioned by the police.
She also took off her black-framed glasses, revealing a pair of big, spring-like eyes.
She wore light eyeliner, and even the color of her lip gloss was very suitable for her unique and plump red lips.
Not to mention that dressing has also become fashionable.
For a while.
Everyone was so excited that they didn't know what to say. "It's really everyone!! How are you?" Sannomiya Junko greeted in surprise and turned her head to look around.
These warm faces surrounding me are all so familiar.
After the shock.
Junko Sannomiya covered her mouth with her hands excitedly.
I don’t know what to say.
Her gaze finally settled on the woman in the lead.
This woman is still as beautiful as ever, no, she is even more beautiful!
But his face was less gentle and more cold.
"Team Vice-President"
Sannomiya Junko's voice trembled even more.
Although she was smiling happily, she covered her mouth with her hands and there were tears in her beautiful eyes.
Apart from her deceased mother, the deputy captain was the best person to her before that man appeared.
Even though she left everyone and cut off all contact.
But seeing each other again after such a long time, long-lost memories and a sense of familiarity filled my body and mind.
She sincerely hopes everyone is well!
"We are all fine." Sakura Kurumi was also very excited. She walked forward and hugged Sannomiya Junko tightly, then slowly let go.
Holding her shoulders with both hands, he asked with concern, "How have you been these days, Chunzi?"
"Hmm!!!" Sannomiya Junko's tears flowed down. She had so many things she wanted to say, but when the words came to her lips, she could only utter a "hmm".
The tears couldn't stop flowing down my face.
It seemed that he felt that this answer was somewhat disrespectful to the deputy team leader.
She put her legs together and gave a standard police salute: "Report! Deputy, I'm fine!!!"
"That's good!! I can see that you are living a really good life." Sakura Kurumi moved her right hand away from Sannomiya Junko's shoulder and straightened her messy bangs on her forehead.
Then he gently wiped away her tears with the back of his hand: "Chunzi, where are your glasses? Don't you want to wear them anymore? Have you cured your myopia?"
"Reporting to the deputy captain, I'm wearing contact lenses for myopia." Sannomiya Junko choked with sobs, her nose twitching, her red lips opened and she took a deep breath, trying to suppress her churning heart.
"Chunzi, you're calling me deputy team leader." The police officer next to him said with a smile, "You're calling me the wrong person!"
"Yes, now they should be called the Director of the Security Bureau." Another female police officer also wiped her wet eyes excitedly: "We are now following the Director of the Security Bureau to the Security Bureau, and we are no longer in the Security Corps."
"Oh, yes. Sorry, the deputy captain is not a good officer!" After hearing this, Sangong Junko hurriedly saluted again, wiped her tears and said with a smile: "That's great, I'm so happy for everyone!!"
"Your personality is still the same as before." Yingsora Kurumi smiled sweetly as she looked at her flustered look.
Yes.
Just the same as before.
Yingsora Kurumi couldn't help but recall many things from the past.
At that time, she was still a small deputy team leader, and she had to look at people's faces everywhere. At that time, her master was still alive, and she would send him messages if she had anything to say. At that time, Sensoji Temple was still her only home, and Omori Masa always greeted her with a smile . At that time, she had not met the man she loved. Not a long time had passed, but it seemed like many years had passed.
These memories are like yellowed photos with a corner cut off.
Seemingly familiar.
"Tsubaki, you've become prettier and more confident." Yingkong Kurumi patted Sannomiya Junko's little face: "I didn't understand why you resigned before, and I didn't know why you didn't contact us."
"But now seeing you like this and having a new life, I feel relieved and happy for you."
"What kind of job are you doing now?"
"Reporting to the captain," Sangong Junzi wiped the tears from her face with her hand and said with a smile, "I opened a bakery."
"Oh? What's it called?" Yingkong Kurumi was not surprised: "When I see so many baking books on your desk, I know that this is what you really like."
"It's called Fang Fang Fang's bakery." Sannomiya Junko blushed.
"This name. Hmm. Next time I'll go to your shop and try the bread you make." Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.
"No, it's not that my shop is too small and there's no place to sit," Sannomiya Junko said quickly.
Sakura Kurumi nodded without minding and patted her shoulder.
She thought Sannomiya Junko still wanted to live a life without being disturbed, so she didn't ask any further questions.
"Call me if you have anything to say. My phone number has not changed. I respect your desire to have your own life, but you can't always shoulder everything alone." Sakura Kurumi patted Sannomiya Junko's face again:
"We used to be colleagues. Although you left, we are still friends, understand?"
"Hi! Director." Sannomiya Junko nodded repeatedly.
"Let's get busy first." Sakura Kurumi said with a smile.
Sannomiya Junko wiped her tears and watched Sakura Kurumi walk away.
She walked hesitantly to a female police officer and asked, "By the way, where's Fujino-kun? Why didn't I see him today?"
"Fujino? Who? Oh~~~him!! I haven't seen him for a long, long time." The policewoman frowned: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about this person."
"Ah? When did it disappear?" Sannomiya Junko said in surprise.
"I don't know. He seemed to disappear at the same time as you," the policewoman replied. "I don't know if he resigned or had another mission. He looked so lazy. Maybe he was fired by the director."
Gone? Did Fang Zuojun have another mission? Sangong Junzi looked at Yingkong Kurumi who was questioning the police officer in the distance.
How could he be fired? Did they break up? She bit her lower lip and thought for a while.
But her longing for the other party made her grit her teeth and muster up the courage to walk over.
"Director, um, where is your boyfriend? Are you married?" asked Junko Sannomiya.
"Huh?" Sakura Kurumi looked at Sannomiya Junko strangely.
"That Fujino."
"Oh, not yet." Yingkong Kurumi said with a smile: "He went on a business trip to America."
"So, is your relationship okay?"
"Okay, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing. I'm happy for you guys." Sangong Junzi bit her lower lip with relief: "Director, I'll go back first. You should take a good rest and don't work overtime so often."
"Got it, you too, remember to call me if you have anything." Sakura Kurumi came forward and hugged Sannomiya Junko: "Keep going, be happy, okay?"
"Hi! I will, Director!" Sannomiya Junko nodded heavily, hugged Yingsora Kurumi with her backhand, turned and left.
After saying hello to everyone one by one, I was about to leave the crowd.
One step. Two steps Three steps Then a pause.
Breathing deeply.
Tears started to flow again.
It dripped down her fair face.
Now I have learned to be confident and cheerful.
He would be very happy if he knew.
I'd really like to know how he's doing.
But
I heard from others
How could it compare? He said it himself
No one noticed why that little figure left in disappointment.
Sakura Kurumi listened to the report and looked at the corpse on the ground.
Exactly the same.
Another instant kill.
In this kind of old community, the buildings are very close to each other.
In the silence of the night.
Everyone can hear any sound of fighting.
"Director, we have checked all the nearby cameras." A police officer came up and reported, "No suspicious persons were recorded."
Sakura Kurumi nodded to show that she understood.
As expected.
The murderer has a strong means of concealment.
We looked for cameras at several previous crime scenes, but couldn't find any traces.
When did such a powerful person appear in Tokyo?
Suddenly, Sakura Kurumi raised her head and looked into the distance.
Two slim figures walked over from the entrance of the alley.
"Why are you two together? Where are you going?" Yingsora Kurumi looked at Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna who were slowly approaching with a smile.
The two of them love to bicker so much, and the sun rises from the west.
"Coffee."
"Shopping."
Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna each gave an answer.
Sakura Kurumi hasn't spoken yet.
The two looked at each other awkwardly: "After drinking coffee, I went shopping again."
"I bought some food and went for coffee."
Yingkong Kurumi looked strange: "Can't you just make sure your statements are correct before you start talking?"
"We drank coffee, went shopping, and then drank coffee again." Feng Dielian said quickly.
"Yes, that's right." Hashimoto Yuna nodded: "I happened to have a day off today, and you weren't there when I came to see you, so I took her with me."
"I'm too lazy to ask you whether it's true or not." Yingkong Kurumi rolled her eyes and waved her hands.
"What's wrong? Is the case very difficult?" Feng Dielian stepped forward and quickly changed the subject.
"Well, the murderer is very powerful. All the monsters were killed by the murderer in one blow." Yingkong Kurumi said with a serious face: "And no camera can capture him."
Even that guy.
A large number of Shinto priests were killed, and even the descending gods were not spared.
But it still can't escape various high-speed cameras.
"Does he have a grudge against monsters?" Hashimoto Yuna frowned and asked, "Or is it to collect monster pills?"
"Not only the demon pills, but even the demon souls were not spared." Yingkong Hutao shook her head: "Not only that, they don't care about the other party's realm, size, good or evil, as long as they are demons, they will not let them go."
"Several of them had registered with the Spiritual Dissent Association, were legal citizens of the Tokyo metropolitan area, and had made many contributions, but they are all dead."
"So we can completely rule out motives such as vendetta and revenge." Feng Dielian also felt that the situation was serious.
What criminals fear most is the absence of such motivation.
This shows that there will always be someone else to be killed.
The two of them haven't said a few words yet.
"Report to the Director! Deputy Director!" A police officer trotted over and saluted, "We just received news that another murder case has been discovered. This time it's in the downtown area of Shinjuku, and the victim is a famous cartoonist."
"According to the information, he is also a legally registered Demon Spider Man. He was also killed by the murderer with one strike, just like in these murders."
"Afterwards, a violent explosion occurred not far away. Witnesses said that a huge thunderbolt fell from the sky, splitting the street into a bottomless pit."
"Are there any casualties?" asked Sakura Kurumi.
"There should be. Two cars driving on the street at the time also fell into the pit. It was too deep and my colleagues didn't have time to get out. We don't know what's going on inside at the moment."
"Tell them not to go down, seal off the scene, and report to the media that the street ground was washed out by groundwater, causing the street surface to collapse." Yingkong Kurumi waved her hand and said, "Let's go and take a look. It's rare that the murderer has finally met his match. The environment has been destroyed."
"I'm going too." Hashimoto Yuina followed behind.
Yingkong Kurumi glanced at the silent Fengdielian.
Why aren't these two guys bickering today?
Inside Tokyo Airport.
Fang Zuo was still closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.
"Sir, your flight has landed and you can board the plane," a female airport staff member came over and quietly reminded Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo opened his eyes, nodded, and stood up.
"This way, sir." The female staff member bowed flatteringly and led the way.
She deliberately stretched her buttocks to make her trousers tight and swayed her waist.
Fang Zuo boarded the plane and was led into an exclusive cabin by the flight attendant.
Knowing that this gentleman came from the Black Card VIP Room, my smile instantly became more cordial.
His steps slowed down and he got closer.
"Sir, please feel free to tell me if you need anything." After leading Fang Zuo to his seat, the flight attendant said with a smile.
Fang Zuo looked at the cabin and found that there were separate seats for him.
There is also an L-shaped movable baffle that can be pulled out from behind the seat, completely isolating a single room like a screen.
The privacy is excellent.
Soon Li Zhenxin also walked in and smiled at Fang Zuo.
Seeing that Fang Zuo was still looking straight ahead, he was so angry that he put away his smile and paused slightly.
Sit down at your seat and pack your belongings.
Not long after.
Passengers from other cabins came up one after another.
"Ah, it's you!"
A fragrant breeze blew by.
A woman rushed over and squeezed together with Fang Zuo.
Fang Zuo was stunned and turned his head to look at the woman who was almost sitting in his arms.
The blue coat hung down, revealing white shoulders and half of the arms.
The cleavage is faintly visible under the lace blouse.
"Why, you don't recognize me?" The woman smiled charmingly at Fang Zuo: "Where's Hu Tao? Are you going to North America alone?"
Fang Zuo then remembered.
I met Sakura Kurumi's childhood best friend in Dr. Furukawa Miu's room that day.
Chiba Iori.
"You wouldn't..." Chiba Iori covered her mouth and pointed at Li Zhenxin who was packing things beside her in surprise: "You wouldn't go out with this woman without telling Yingkong Kurumi, would you? You're looking for a mistress, she's so ugly, why don't you look for me?"
"What are you talking about? Who is the mistress?" Li Zhenxin next to him reacted immediately and looked at Chiba Iori with disdain: "Stewardess, someone is harassing us here. Is she the passenger in this VIP business class seat? Why don't you ask her to leave?"
Immediately, a flight attendant came over and said with a smile: "Miss, please go back to your seat. Thank you for your cooperation."
"Look at you, you've almost stretched your legs in front of him. Why don't you take off your pants? You're not a mistress, but you're also thinking about seducing men." Chiba Iori pouted, leaned over and whispered in Fang Zuo's ear: "I'll come find you later"
After saying that, she stretched out her soft tongue and licked the left earlobe below.
Then he stood up and walked inside.
Li Zhenxin looked at this inexplicable woman angrily.
If it were in Korea, someone would have checked her background and taught her a lesson.
What do you mean I seduced a man? I even rejected this man.
Li Zhenxin secretly glanced at Fang Zuo, feeling complicated.
News has come from South Korea that Kim Mi-jeong has begun contacting some judicial figures.
Soon her battle with her brother will begin.
When I have to clean up the situation myself, I will definitely need a strong helper.
If I had known this earlier. Li Zhenxin looked at Fang Zuo again with mixed feelings.
Next.
Many people came on the plane one after another and walked to their seats.
This Boeing 787 passenger plane was fully loaded with more than 300 passengers.
Fang Zuo closed his eyes and smiled strangely.
It seems there are quite a lot of people.
I really made the right choice to sit on this plane.
Just a little while.
At least three waves of people with different spiritual powers passed by.
They are of different heights, weights and body shapes.
Moreover, they all used certain means to conceal themselves very well and could not detect each other. It seemed that these guys all had various purposes.
There are many means.
This direct flight of more than ten hours is full of excitement.
Shinjuku, Tokyo.
Yingkong Kurumi, Feng Dielian and a large number of police officers quickly arrived at the scene.
The entire pit on the downtown street of Shinjuku has been surrounded by cordoned off.
The onlookers had already been evacuated.
The media who rushed to the scene were also driven away by the police using the excuse that the nearby building might collapse at any time.
Yingkong Kurumi looked at the dark hole underground and couldn't see the bottom. She tiptoed and jumped down first.
Seeing this, Feng Dielian and Hashimoto Yuna also jumped down.
The three of them stepped on some huge pieces of rubble, and then touched the falling car with their toes, landing steadily at the bottom.
I was so surprised by everything I saw that I was speechless.
No one expected it.
There are so many kappa corpses in this Tokyo sewer corridor.
Looking at the piles of charred and rotten meat, there were at least hundreds of them.
"Something is wrong. Quickly notify the Lingyi Association and ask them to send someone to the scene." Yingkong Kurumi said in a deep voice.
Then he kicked the Kappa at his feet with his boots.
The strange invisible magnetic field emitted by the kappa instantly corroded a small piece of Sakura Sora Kurumi's boots.
"It's not just any monster. It's a major event."
"The demon department actually hid so many kappas in Tokyo, and these are not ordinary demons."
"What are they going to do?"
(End of this chapter)
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