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In the sixth year of the Meiji era, Edo Castle, which had been renamed Tokyo, had a series of nighttime killings.

All of the victims were killed by a surprise attack while walking on the road at night. It can be seen that the killer moves very quickly, and many of the victims are fatal with one blow.

Despite this, the facial expressions of the victims did not look like those of people who had experienced a quick death, or they simply did not react, and their expressions were as usual, and their expressions were as usual, and some of them even had their facial features distorted due to excessive panic, which made them look hideous and terrifying.

Moreover, almost all of their blood is sucked dry after they die.

In the past month or so since the beginning of the crime, the number of victims has reached more than a dozen.

For a time, the people of Tokyo were panicked, and there were even rumors that it was because some villains deceived the emperor and forcibly broke the system of shogun rule that would last for hundreds of years, disrupting the balance granted by the Mandate of Heaven, and killing too many people in the Boshin War. This is a punishment from heaven, Yunyun.

Therefore, this serial murder incident was quickly noticed by a high-ranking person, and the Metropolitan Police Department was ordered to solve the case within a time limit.

Of course, the Metropolitan Police Department did not dare to slack off, and sent a team of about a dozen people to take charge of the investigation, and also strengthened the number and frequency of night patrols.

However, the situation is rapidly deteriorating. Two weeks later, when the two patrol officers on the night patrol were killed, even the Metropolitan Police Department became a little unstable.

"I don't dare to go out at night if I don't have any good skills", everyone commented.

In the end, the Nishino Police Department, who was in charge of the case, called a person with a headache.

I just joined the Metropolitan Police Department last year.、Usually very silent.,But very reliable.,A young police officer who is also very skilled in his usual swordsmanship training.,Fujita Goro.。

Fujita is not very tall, but his facial features are quite beautiful, and his short blue-black hair often covers one side of his face, and he is completely speechless, and he rarely speaks, but the silent aura and the closeness brought by this handsomeness make people feel that they can't help but have a certain sense of awe for him.

Before entering the office of the Nishino Police Department, the Nakatsu Police Department, who was wandering around the surprisingly chaotic office of the Metropolitan Police Department, stopped Goro Fujita.

"Feed Fujita"

Although he is a police department, Nakatsu is different from Nishino, he doesn't have any shelves, he smiles all day long, and he likes to call a lot of people to drink after work. He had a red rosacea nose, and after calling Fujita Goro, he scratched his red nose as if he was a little embarrassed, and asked, "How was the last blind date?"

The expression on Goro Fujita's face didn't move. He lowered his gaze slightly, and made up for it towards the Zhongjin Police Department.

"I'm very sorry. Already officially refused. Thank you for mentioning it, it's rude. But I've been"

Nakatsu scratched his hair again.

"Hehehe, it's actually okay, anyway, it's my wife urging me that I came to ask you??? Gong Lu Mo?

Fujita Goro paused, as if he wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Nakatsu continued in a casual tone: "Hahaha, but you are almost twenty-nine years old this year, and at this age, you should find a woman to start a family." ”

Fujita Goro's eyes flashed. He replied in a simple tone, "Thank you for your concern." But I've been"

Nakatsu interrupted him again.

"I know, I know, it's a woman I knew before, but since you've been separated for so long, and you've been heard from for so many years, then you should uh, look forward, right?"

Goro Fujita was silent.

Zhongjin ""

Nakatsu's words can't go on.

It's true, this Fujita can make the conversation impossible in a few minutes, is this a special skill, even when drinking, this kid is always silent, slowly sipping the wine in the glass, as if no matter how much he drinks, he will not lose that iron-like sense of calmness, obviously not very gregarious character, but unexpectedly makes people want to be closer to him, because he always feels that he is very reliable, and if you trust him, he will not live up to this trust

It was because of this that the mother-in-law in the family felt that this kid was a rare good marriage partner now, so she had to sell her neighbors or friends to this kid, obviously they said at the beginning, "There is a person who was separated in the war, and he agreed to go back to her in the future" and something like that

Nakatsu scratched his hair again, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this time, the Nishino Police Department erupted into a roar in his small office, "Hey, Fujita, what are you going to do outside, come in, people are being killed on the street outside every day, this is an extraordinary event."

Nakatsu touched his red nose again, grinned at Fujita Goro, squeezed his eyes and motioned for him to hurry in to accept the police department's fury, and then slipped away by himself.

At night, Patrol Officer Yamashita tremblingly carried wind lanterns and walked on the deserted streets of Tokyo.

Next to him is the night patrol partner specially designated for him by the Nishino Police Department today, Goro Fujita.

Although I had also heard rumors that Fujita Goro was superior in swordsmanship, there was no doubt that the murderer was ten times more terrifying. Yamashita was still so scared that his knees were trembling when he walked.

Sassy

Yamashita screamed, and the wind lantern was almost thrown out of his hand.

Fujita Goro, who was beside him, stopped in time, turned his head and glanced at him with a strange expression, and said lightly, "Don't panic, it's just the sound of the wind at night." ”

Yamashita regained his grip on the lantern and felt the cold sweat behind his back soak the innermost shirt.

Fujita Goro's indifferent aura somehow gave him a hint that he could calm down a little. He always had the illusion that Fujita Goro, who was holding the hilt of the sword on his right waist and turned his head to look at him, seemed to have turned into a sharp sword in an instant, the blade had already licked the blood of countless enemies, and still flashed a terrifying cold light;

Sassy

Another ominous wind swept over them.

The patrol officer under the mountain simply subconsciously stopped abruptly

However, this time, Fujita Goro did not look back and reassured him in an indifferent tone, saying, "It's just the wind at night."

His left hand clenched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he bowed slightly, obviously making a gesture before drawing his sword.

There was something he didn't understand under the mountain, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Fujita Goro coldly instructed him, "Take the wind lantern and avoid going under the eaves over there." I'm here to inspect the neighborhood. ”

Run down the hill.

He had almost just run under the eaves of the side when he felt the sound of the swift wind passing over his head again.

No, that's not the wind. It's a ghost

There was a loud cry from the bottom of the mountain. Because the moment before he screamed, the ghost looked back

Then he stood at the foot of the hill under the eaves, and by the weak light of the wind lamp, he clearly saw a few drops of dark liquid dripping from above his head, but was thrown down by the ghost above and landed on the road in front of him

Fujita Goro had already held down the hilt of his sword and hurried forward.

He hadn't gone far before he felt the man passing above the eaves slow down.

Although he was a little surprised in his heart, he still lowered his voice and shouted, "Who is hiding his head and tail and what is coming out?"

Hearing his shout, the figure paused.

Then, he stopped on the low roof of a house seven or eight meters away from him.

Goro Fujita has good eyesight. As soon as the figure stopped, he noticed that the other man was also holding a sword in his hand. Now the other party was standing there, his right hand drooping naturally with his standing posture, so there seemed to be some dark marks on the blade of the sword he was holding in his hand, and a drop fell down.

blood

Fujita Gorou's heart tightened, and he slowed down his pace, gradually approaching the position where the other party was standing.

Since the other party has stopped, it means that the other party has no intention of escaping from his men. Maybe it was just because they wanted to fight him that the other party stopped.

In this way, the other party must have super confidence in his skills. And in this kind of murderous night, even if he is not a murderer, and dares to go out alone at night and hold a knife with blood dripping from the blade, the other party must not be a good person.

Fujita Goro's cautious attitude towards the enemy has resurfaced. He turned sideways and walked forward slowly, his left hand gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at the moment when the other party launched a surprise attack.

Just when he was only about two or three meters away from the man, the man suddenly laughed aloud.

"Is it a master of Iai?"

The clear voice of a teenager was particularly evident in the dark night.

Fujita Goro's heart shook slightly.

Is the person who so boldly haunts the streets of the murderer in the middle of the night actually a teenager?

However, before he could think about it, he saw the other party slowly turn around.

The other party stood in the backlight, and the shadow cast by the moon in the sky behind him almost enveloped his entire body. His whole face is indistinguishable. However, since Fujita Goro was standing in the moonlight at this moment, he noticed that the other party saw his face clearly, and his body tensed slightly, and then he relaxed again and let out a low laugh.

"You're not my match yet. Please go back tonight. Nothing else will happen. He said in an unusually gentle tone.