Late at night, Toshima Ward, near Asakusa Subway Station.

At this moment, it is past the time of the last subway, and there are almost no passers near the dark subway station.

The doll-like Ayano Mochizuki, dressed in a long black coat with a cute bud hat and carrying a black suitcase, stands under the street lamp, looking as pitiful and helpless as a runaway girl.

A drunken-looking spectacled uncle in a suit walked past her and stopped.

"Little sister, it's so late, don't you have a place to go? Uncle, I, I can't bear to see the little girl suffer, there is a good hotel nearby, do you want to go? If you have anything you want, you can buy it. ”

Mochizuki Ayano didn't bother to look at him squarely, and a word popped out of his mouth: "Get out." ”

"Oh, don't be so fierce, uncle, I'm kind...... You know that Tokyo has not been very peaceful at night lately, and I heard that there is a psychopathic killer who specializes in cutting the mouths of little girls, so it is better to go to the hotel with your uncle to be safe...... There are a lot of comfortable massage equipment, and you can also sing karaoke and ramen...... By the way, you want a waterbed, yes......"

The man in glasses snorted alcohol and leaned closer to her with gibberish.

At some point, two men who were originally huddled in the subway entrance, dressed as homeless people, appeared behind the uncle.

Immediately, the man with glasses felt a cold wrist and was chopped by something.

"Your Excellency is suspected of harassing underage girls, violating the Prevention of Confusion Ordinance, come with us."

As soon as he wanted to say something, he was covered by a pair of foul-smelling hands, pulled directly into a van next to him, and sent him directly to the police station.

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

In Mochizuki Ayano's headphones, there was a voice like this.

It's still a little chilly in the middle of the night in Tokyo.

She snorted helplessly at her hands.

Lesson 9 is squatting in this area to guard the rift girl, and this is already the second day.

I didn't see the shadow of the rift girl, but she captured several little hooligans and perverted uncles who came forward to entangle.

Through the analysis of the surveillance footage retrieved by the information team, the camera near the subway entrance repeatedly captured the image of a woman suspected of being a rift.

Combined with the speculation of that night, if the Rift Girl did live in the Kuramae apartment, this area was the most likely place for her to pass through.

It's not like she didn't want to go to the Hidden Apartment and try to contain the Rift Girl, but the situation of the last encounter with the Eye of the Gap was too weird, 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 for the time being, please report the road conditions to each group."

In the communication channel, Takeshi Iwata's voice came from her thoughts, interrupting her thoughts.

"One group on the ground, no anomalies."

"Group 2 on the ground, no anomalies."

"Three groups on the ground, no anomalies."

Disguised as a homeless man, a night runner, and a taxi driver, 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 agent were holding a pair of monoculars connected to a small screen, surveying their surroundings.

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

Although there are many blind spots in the view, this is already the best view of the building near the subway station.

The white-haired Ichiro Tokimoto, who was wearing a traditional dragon country robe with a Taiji diagram on his back, and a peachwood short sword on his back, stood beside them with his hands behind his back.

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

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

At the same time, not far from the subway entrance of Asakusa Station, in the Internet café under the escalator of the pedestrian bridge.

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

Sousuke Araki, who "studied in the name of finding a job", stayed in this Internet café as usual, and at the same time, because today's "study project" was so exciting, he stayed at home until late at night.

"Wait, is this going to be all three of you? I'm not ready...... Oh, can it still be like this? ”

At this moment, he was wearing VR glasses, looking left and right with a flushed face and an excited expression, his hands were constantly stroking the air in front of him, as if he had seen something terrible.

……

"This is the roof group, there is no abnormality for the time being, please report the road conditions to each group."

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

"One group on the ground, no anomalies."

"Ground 2 group, no ...... Wait......"

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

It was the characteristic sound of a high heel hitting the ground.

As the sound of crisp footsteps approached, a girl wearing a red jacket, a white dress, and her seductive slender legs appeared in front of them at some point.

"Am I pretty?"

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

"Suspected targets appear...... Request confirmation from the roof group. ”

Hearing this "proposition", the agent immediately issued an early warning by covering his ears.

In order to disguise and lure the rift girl to appear, none of the people in the ground group who used as bait wore psychic glasses.

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

In the telescope, the black resentment on the pretty girl's body danced in the wind like a burning flame.

has tried his best to suppress her credibility in the public mind, is there still such a strong resentment?

"Target confirmed. Note that the observed grievance equivalent on the subject's body surface is much higher than expected...... Refuse any communication with the target, and immediately implement the induction plan. ”

As if he had blown up a pot, Takeshi Iwata quickly commanded through the channel as he picked up a huge silver-white sniper rifle that stood aside.

Tokimoto Ichiro, who was originally standing behind him, didn't know where to go.

Hearing his confirmation, the two "homeless men" standing next to the pretty girl immediately took out their psychic glasses from their arms and put them on, as if they didn't see the girl, and ran in the other direction.

While running, he also threw away the tattered clothes that were in the way on his body, revealing the close-fitting combat uniform inside.

This is the [Spirit Detective Combat Suit Type II], in addition to being able to insulate a small amount of resentment and spiritual power, it also has the functions of lightness, flexibility, and cushioning physical impact.

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

Seeing the two of them running away, the pretty girl in the red dress and white dress, swaying the delicate and smooth long legs under the long skirt, followed unhurriedly.

She wears high heels and walks that seem slow, but in fact she is extremely fast.

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

"The target is 12 o'clock, at a distance of 1.5 kilometers, with a half-wind speed of 10."

After a quick announcement from the deputy next to him, Takeshi Iwata didn't hesitate to pull the trigger of the sniper rifle.

Just as the girl reached out to the shoulder of one of the agents, with the fluctuation of blue spiritual power, her arm erupted into a puff of blood mist, and her movements immediately slowed down.

Then, the crowd heard a dull gunshot.

"The spiritual sniper bullet is effective, and the other groups continue to contain it as originally planned."

Iwata shoved the slender bullet into the chamber and calmly began to aim again.