Somewhere in Arakawa-ku.

"I didn't ...... Didn't keep up? Shota looked around in horror.

"It is recorded that after encountering a rift in the parking lot opposite the Kuramae apartment, after answering 'the overall is beautiful but the details are not beautiful', it took 6 seconds to accelerate to 120 kilometers per hour, and after escaping 10 kilometers, no anomalies have been found."

After receiving instructions to "return to the headquarters for quarantine observation", the two began to drive back to the headquarters in Shibuya.

"Wengu's seniors are too powerful, thanks to the seniors who noticed it for the first time, we were able to escape from the Rift Girl's hands...... That's weird, weird and inexplicable! ”

Relieved, the violent fluctuation of adrenaline made Shota as excited as if he had drunk wine.

Suddenly, he skimmed into the air conditioning vent of the co-pilot, staring at him with a rare white eye.

When he focused his gaze to make sure, there was nothing unusual there.

"It's not always like that......"

Not noticing Shota's abnormality, Fumiya took a hard puff of his cigarette and popped the cigarette butt out the window.

It is also thanks to the fact that in the past year or so, there have been cases of the victim's lips being cut to the root of the ear, so that the file of the rift woman was circulated again in the ninth lesson, otherwise he would not have been able to be alert at the first time.

Just as Fumiya turned his head sideways, Shota seemed to see a miserable white eyeball from the other party's ear hole facing him......

"Senior ......"

Shota was startled, but if you look closely, there are still any eyeballs.

"What? Suddenly shouted so loudly......"

"The senior's earwax should be cleaned up......"

"What are you talking about, stinky boy......"

……

Two hours later, somewhere on the side of a highway in Arakawa Ward.

Several police cars parked there with flashing sirens.

Surrounded by police cars, in the middle was a black Toyota.

"The deceased, Shota Matsuda and Jiro Bunya, claimed to have encountered a rift woman and fled by speeding up. After receiving instructions to return, the final report was recorded as "several white eyeballs were seen in the mouth and ears of the other party", after which contact was lost. This was already the case when the reserve action group arrived through vehicle positioning...... According to the preliminary judgment of the medical examiner, the cause of death was asphyxiation and Shota Matsuda was excessive blood loss. ”

After listening to the report, Mochizuki Ayano looked at the two corpses that were carried into the police van with a grim face.

In the field of vision of her left eye, a thin layer of black gas lingered on the two corpses.

The two died in a tragic state, especially Shota Matsuda, who put his hand into his throat alive and pulled out his internal organs and his own eyeballs.

"Uncle Wengu originally had half a year, so he could be rotated to the normal department......

Mochizuki Ayano said without a beginning or an end.

According to the usual practice, Jiro Bunya, who is about to be rotated, does not have to go out in the field for the last half year.

This time, he volunteered to take on the task of "low" risk coefficient assessment on the grounds of "personally training new people".

"Section Chief, you don't have to blame yourself, you have to be responsible, and you are also in the next place who agrees with his attendance...... Everyone who joins the ninth class is ready to sacrifice at any time. The two of them are good, and before they die, they protect the spectacle to death......"

Seeing her expression, the tall uncle with a Chinese character face beside her immediately comforted.

Detective glasses require rare materials to make, and the quantities are extremely limited, and for those in Class 9, they are as important to pilots as airplanes.

"Takekun Iwata, please make an appointment for me tomorrow Miss Natasha, I'm going to visit you in person."

Taking a deep breath, Mochizuki Ayano looked at the moonless night sky above her and arranged.

The collection of every piece of strange information and the resolution of every case are filled out with the lives of detectives.

"Yes."

The country-faced uncle named Takeshi Iwata immediately nodded in agreement.

In Tokyo in April, the night is still a little cold.

Mochizuki Ayano wrapped her coat tightly, still chilling all over her body.

Just when Mochizuki Ayano shivered in the cold wind.

Sousuke Araki, who was not covered in a wisp, was wrapped in a quilt in the apartment, snoring and sleeping sweetly.

The door of the wall cabinet slides slightly, revealing a gap.

In the gap, a miserable white eyeball looked at him quietly.

Then, in Sosuke Araki's slightly open mouth, the same eyeball suddenly grew.

The moment the eyeball appeared in his mouth, a wisp of black qi gushed out of the eyeball, slid down Sosuke Araki's throat, and merged into his body.

Immediately, the eyeball became like a light bulb, emitting a bright white light.

As if feeling something choke in his mouth, Sosuke Araki subconsciously chewed a few times, chewed and swallowed the eyeballs that were dissipating with white light, and there were words in his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the eyeballs in the cupboard dilated slightly, and a few blood streaks swelled, and immediately disappeared into the gap.

"Kuroe Wagyu beef platter, one more ......"

About two hours after Sousuke Araki swallowed the eyeball, a pale figure slowly crawled out from under the low table not far away.

It was a woman with a pale, bloodshot face and a shawl with long hair.

Beneath the blood-stained skirt, there was only a lone leg, and if you looked closely at the back of her neck, there was a huge iron hook pierced.

She slowly crawled from under the low table, dragging her only leg in a twisted posture, towards Sousuke Araki with difficulty.

Just as she climbed behind Sosuke Araki, the Bodhisattva tattooed on Sosuke Araki's back looked at her vividly.

The black qi that originally lingered in her body left her like this, and the tired bird returned to the forest and poured into the body of Sosuke Araki who was snoring in front of him.

After absorbing the black qi, the black and white Bodhisattva tattoo on his back became slightly more vivid.

And the woman who was sucked away from the black qi seemed to have lost the strength of her whole body, and she was in front of Sousuke Araki.

She subconsciously wanted to turn away, but found that she was not even as strong as the turtle, so she could only turn around very slowly, trying to crawl towards the entrance.

"Miss Sawada ~ You can't ...... there"

It's so good to die, Sousuke Araki seems to have dreamed of something good and turns over and hugs.

He hugged her tightly in his arms.

Touched by Araki, the woman's whole body glowed with pale white fluorescence, and the whole person was no longer Fang Cai's hideous appearance, but turned into a middle-aged beauty with deep facial features and delicate skin.

She didn't care if she was entangled like a pillow by Sousuke Araki, and she glanced at the room wistfully, then folded her hands slightly, smiled, and slowly turned into a little white light and dispersed.

“THANK YOU。”

The next day, Sousuke Araki, who didn't wake up until more than ten o'clock, let out a scream.

"22 years old and still left Mi Qing?!"

After throwing out the garbage last night, he revisited a "private collection" before falling asleep exhausted.

As a result, I dreamed of going on a date with Miss Sawada, and not only did I eat Wagyu beef roast, but I also went to the hotel and did such and such indescribable things.

That dream was extremely real, and the fatty taste of Wagyu beef roast meat, and the extremely elastic touch of Miss Sawada's body, still remained in his memory at this moment.

Before he could savor it, a strong diarrhea sensation hit.

"The barbecue at the kendo club party must have been contaminated with nuclear radiation!"