"Young master, our people have already controlled the various entry and exit gates, do you need to start a round-up?"

The voice of Ichiro Miyamoto was heard in the car communication, and at this time, the car driven by the crow was still on the way to the city.

"Hey, Akina Mountain Bike God? What about your inertial drift corners? ”

Yaksha laughed loudly in the back seat and patted the back of the driver's seat.

"Cornering and speed are two different things, stupid!"

The crow, who has stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, feels several crosses erupt on the door of his head, but this second-hand car is really weathered, and the speed is about 70 per hour.

“…… Miyamoto-san, for the time being, there is no need to conduct an overly urgent search, in case the 'ghosts' directly attack the people and cause irreparable impact. ”

Yuan Zhisheng, who turned on the on-board communication, selectively ignored the two subordinates who were arguing.

"If anything unusual happens, please let me know where you are immediately."

"Yes, young master."

Ichiro Miyamoto replied respectfully.

In just ten minutes, the Metropolitan Police Department police who had been sent to investigate the murder that occurred in the morning had been quickly transferred, and most of them were cooperating with the personnel of the Eight Families of Snake Qi to conduct routine surveys, and only a few people were still collecting insignificant evidence at the scene of the murder.

At almost every intersection, at least three branch personnel and two police officers are randomly stopping passers-by for questioning.

In places with the highest traffic traffic, such as viaducts, there are several specially equipped police cars and several riot police officers equipped with firearms.

For a moment, it seemed as if the entire center of Nagoya was acting as a set for a Hollywood movie, with sirens blaring, two-colored lights, and hurried police officers and black suits.

Of course, these are just pretenses.

Ichiro Miyamoto pressed the communicator in his ear and switched to the channel reported by the leader of the branch search team.

He is in his fifties this year, and if you do the math, he has been working for the Miyamoto family and the Snake Eight family for nearly 30 years. When he was a teenager, he helped work on the Miyamoto family's fishing boat, and later returned to school halfway through and hastily finished college, originally wanting to work at the Iwa-Ryu Research Institute, but unfortunately he was not talented enough in the end, so he was sent by the family to become a member of the management department.

Surprisingly, although he had little talent for research, he unexpectedly secured a position in top management because of his calm personality and decisive style, so much so that he is now in charge of the entire Nagoya metropolitan area.

It is not an exaggeration to say that his seniority is several times that of the young current head of the Miyamoto family, Shio Miyamoto.

It's a pity that it's not the blood of the clan after all, he is destined to miss the position of the head of the family, so he can only do his best to help Miyamoto Shio, who is a research maniac, manage the entire Miyamoto family's industry.

"Attention, you have the power to open fire, but please think twice. Our purpose is to trap that crazy 'ghost', and the specific treatment will be carried out by the head of the Yuan family. ”

"If you find a target, report it quickly and don't act rashly."

"I wish you all good luck and prosperity."

After hearing a few low but neat replies, Ichiro Miyamoto nodded in satisfaction, and then cast his falcon-like gaze on the crowd of people coming and going.

The siege has been formed, and now it is just waiting for the ghost to jump out on its own.

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Tsurumai Park.

March and April are the best time to see the cherry blossoms, and the park is filled with pale pink single-petaled Someino Yoshizakura cherry blossoms, and many tourists are already spreading out picnic sheets under the cherry blossom trees to chat and watch the cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Although the rose garden is deserted due to the cold spring at this time, there are not a few small varieties that have opened.

"Cherry blossom ......"

A young, understately dressed man was huddled on a park bench, trembling slightly as if he were on a drug addiction.

If you look closely, you can see that there are many unhealed pinholes in his arm.

This undoubtedly aggravates the suspicion that he is a drug addict.

It didn't seem like the first time the locals had seen the man, and none of them had the heart to ask him how he was doing or if he needed help.

As for those tourists who don't know the situation, they don't have the idea of getting into trouble.

In fact, even when I saw him for the first time, only a few children running around jokingly asked him, and then he was quickly led away by vigilant parents, coupled with a lot of strict education.

"Hah-"

The man shuddered and laughed, and even a little disgusting white foam came out of the corner of his mouth.

Those disgusting guys.

He sniffed at the few remaining traces of blood on the tiger's mouth, and his smile became more nervous.

Disgusting guys, hypocritical guys, guys who hurt him...... They should all be killed!

Covering his face, he fell to the ground, and without caring about the dirt on his body, he crawled in one direction and left.

He's right.

Because it was right, God sent it to cleanse those disgusting guys, that's why he has power.

Beneath the palm of his face covering his face, his eyes were already glowing golden with complete excitement.

God......

"Daddy, I'm going to eat that!"

"That's not good for your health if you eat too much, Keiko, why don't we go buy clothes for our mother?"

"Okay, okay, I want new clothes too!"

"No problem, let's go~"

The sound of a father and daughter talking gave him a new impetus.

Yes, the drive to kill.

His hideous eyes were completely filled with the two frolicking happy figures in front of him, and the undisguised desire to kill and bloodlust made him almost roar in satisfaction.

Not enough, not enough.

Kill these two, and go on, faster, more efficiently, and more brutally......

"Hey! The guy over there! ”

A cry of urgency came from behind him.

The two cadres in black suits had already discovered the abnormality of the person in front of them, not only did they have emotional problems, but also the faint sense of murder and loss of control made the two of them chill.

"Minister, this is Tsurumai Town, and we found a young man who is suspected of being a 'ghost', and his height is in line with the predicted ......"

One of the cadres immediately connected the headset, and the other put his hand into his arms.

"Don't move! We are the police, and now we suspect that you are involved in several serial murders, please give up resistance immediately and go back to the police station with us! ”

The cadre who had the gun in his grip gradually approached the man as he bluffed in the name of the policeman and motioned for the crowd of onlookers to disperse.

However, as he got closer, sweat began to break out on his head.

"Ho Ho ......"

The man smiled strangely, and suddenly turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees, revealing a hideous smile and intimidating eyes.

"Ahh

The cadre holding the gun couldn't hold it anymore, and directly aimed at the ghost in front of him and pulled the trigger.

Another cadre temporarily stopped communication, and while his hair stood on end, he also pulled out his pistol and fired within seconds.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

As early as the first bullet came out of the muzzle, the man had already left his original position, and when the other cadre was still pulling out the gun, he had already pounced on the panicked father and daughter.

A glance, faintly blue, clawed hands tore the father in half.

Splashes of blood and juice sprayed all over the little girl's body, and only then did the muzzles of the two cadres turn in the right direction.

"Keiko, you're happy, aren't you?"

The man smirked, unconcerned about the bullets that shot at his back with precision.

"Do you feel it, this is the best daddy's body temperature for you!"

The little girl was just stunned, her eyes full of fear and bewilderment.

"Go ahead, meet your dad in hell—"

There was just a crisp sound of 'clacking', and in the eyes of the two cadres who were about to breathe fire angrily, the little girl's immature face was rotated half a circle from top to bottom, and then fell softly to the ground.

"Bastard!"

Without hesitation, the two cadres shot and rushed towards the man, even if they didn't have particularly strong words and bloodlines, even if they might be in the same place as the two innocent father and daughter in an instant.

But the murderous ghost drifted away.

Because in his heart, there is more...... More goals.