I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Latest website: Late at night, near Asakusa subway station, Toshima Ward.

At this moment, the time for the last subway has passed, and there are almost no people passing by near the dark subway station.

The doll-like Mochizuki Ayano, wearing a long black coat, a cute bud hat, and a black suitcase, stood under the streetlight, looking like a runaway girl, pitiful and helpless.

An uncle with glasses in a suit and looking drunk walked past her and stopped.

"Little sister, it's so late, is there no place to go? Uncle, I can't bear to see a little girl suffer. There is a nice hotel nearby, do you want to go? You can buy anything you want. ."

Mochizuki Ayano didn't even bother to look him in the eye, and a word popped out of her mouth: "Go away."

"Oh, don't be so fierce, uncle, I am kind... You know that Tokyo at night is not very peaceful. I heard that there is a perverted killer who specializes in cutting little girls' mouths. It's better to go to the hotel with uncle to be safe... There are a lot of very interesting people there. Comfortable massage equipment, you can also sing KTV, and the ramen is delicious... By the way, you want a water bed, yes..."

The man with glasses was snorting and approaching her nonsense.

I don't know when, two men who were originally curled up in the subway entrance, dressed as homeless people, appeared behind the uncle.

Immediately, the man with glasses felt his wrists get cold, and something caught him.

"Your Excellency is suspected of harassing underage girls, violating the Regulations on the Prevention of Confused Behaviour, come with us."

Just as he was about to say something, a pair of foul-smelling hands covered his mouth tightly, pulled into a van next to him, and sent him directly to the police station.

"The garbage is cleaned up, and the party continues."

Such a voice came from Mochizuki Ayano's earphones.

It was still a little cold in the middle of the night in Tokyo.

She sighed helplessly against her hands.

The ninth lesson is squatting and guarding the gaping girl in this area. This is the second day.

The shadow of the woman with a gaping mouth was not seen, but she arrested several hooligans and perverted uncles who came forward and tangled.

Through the analysis of the surveillance video obtained by the information team, the camera near the subway entrance has repeatedly photographed the female image of the suspected female shape.

Combined with what was speculated that night, if the woman in the gap really lived in the Tibetan apartment, this area is the most likely place for her to pass by.

It's not that she didn't want to go to Zangqian's apartment to try to contain the girl with a gap, but the last time she encountered the Eye of the Crack, the situation was too strange, and it was very likely that she would face two strange attacks at the same time.

"This is the roof group. There is no abnormality. Please report the road conditions to each group."

On the communication channel, Iwata Takeshi's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"A group on the ground, no abnormality."

"The second group on the ground, there is no abnormality."

"Three groups on the ground, no abnormality."

Disguised as homeless people, night runners, and taxi drivers, various groups of detectives squatting at the intersection began to report the situation one after another.

On a tall building not far away, Takeshi Iwata and another detective were holding a pair of monoculars connected to a small screen, looking at the surroundings.

This is the [Ling Detective Individual Soldier Telescope Type III], which integrates several modes of spiritual power detection, telephoto, night vision, and thermal imaging.

Although there are many dead spots in the field of vision, this is already the building with the best view near the subway station.

Tokimoto Ichiro, who had white hair, was wearing a traditional dragon country robe with a Tai Chi picture printed on his back, and a mahogany dagger, standing beside them with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, each group is on alert as originally planned."

After Mochizuki Ayano's stern voice, the communication channel returned to silence.

At the same time, not far from the subway exit of Asakusa Station, in the Internet cafe below the pedestrian bridge escalator.

"It's just like the real thing... That guy Ryoma really didn't lie to me..."

Sosuke Araki, who "practices learning in the name of finding a job", stayed in this Internet cafe as usual. At the same time, because today's "learning program" was too exciting, he stayed late at night.

"Wait, is this going to be all three together? I'm not ready... oh, is this okay?"

At this moment, he is wearing VR glasses, with a flushed face and looking around excitedly, his hands are constantly stroking in the air in front of him, as if he has seen something extraordinary.

...

"This is the roof group. There is no abnormality. Please report the road conditions to each group."

An hour later, the routine announcement every 15 minutes sounded again on the encrypted communication channel of Lesson 9.

"A group on the ground, no abnormality."

"The second group on the ground, no... wait..."

In a garbage dump not far from the subway entrance, two men dressed as homeless who were roasting fire beside the burning iron bucket, were about to report the "road condition" as usual, when they suddenly heard a crisp and slow footsteps.

It was the unique sound of high heels hitting the ground.

As the crisp footsteps approached, a girl wearing a red coat, a long white dress, and bare seductive slender legs appeared in front of the two of them.

"Am I pretty?"

Before the two could react, the girl asked one of the detectives abruptly.

"Suspected target appears... Request confirmation from the roof group."

Hearing this "send proposition", the detective immediately issued a warning by covering his ears.

In order to disguise and lure the woman with a gaping hole, the ground team as bait did not wear spiritual detection glasses.

Takeshi Iwata immediately picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of the second group on the ground.

In the telescope, on the pretty girl, black resentment danced with the wind like a burning flame.

She has tried her best to suppress her credibility in the hearts of the public, is there still such a strong grievance?

"Target confirmed. Note that the amount of grievance observed on the target's body far exceeds expectations... Refuse to communicate with the target, and immediately implement the induction plan."

Iwata Takeshi quickly issued an order on the channel as if he had fried a pot, and picked up a huge silver-white sniper rifle on the side.

Tokimoto Ichiro, who was originally standing behind him, did not know where to go.

Hearing his confirmation, the two "hobos" standing beside the pretty girl immediately took out the spirit detection glasses from their arms and put them on, as if they didn't see the girl, they ran in the other direction.

While running, he also dropped the tattered clothes that got in the way, revealing the close-fitting combat uniform inside.

This is the [Spiritual Detective Combat Suit Type II], which not only can insulate trace grievances and spiritual power, but also has the functions of being light, flexible, and buffering physical shocks.

At the same time, the various groups including Mochizuki Ayano immediately converged in the direction of the two.

Seeing those two running away~www.novelmt.com~ The pretty girl in red and white skirt swayed her long, delicate and smooth legs under her long skirt, and followed them unhurriedly.

She was wearing high heels, and her pace seemed slow, but she was actually very fast.

Takeshi Iwata saw through the lens of the sniper rifle that in just two seconds, she had come to the back of the two.

"Target 12 o'clock, distance 1.5 kilometers, half wind speed 10."

After the quick broadcast of the deputy next to him, Takeshi Iwata pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle without hesitation.

Just when the girl stretched her hand to one of the detectives' shoulders, along with the fluctuation of blue spiritual power, a **** mist erupted from her arm, and her movements immediately slowed down.

Then, everyone heard a dull gunshot.

"Spiritual sniper bullets are effective, and the other groups will continue to contain them as originally planned."

Takeshi Iwata pushed the slender bullet into the barrel and calmly started aiming again.