A high-end apartment near Ikebukuro in Toshima Ward.

Mochizuki Ayano had heavy dark circles on her face, and she was holding a telescope and looking through the cracks in the curtains at a slightly lower apartment opposite.

The table in the room was littered with food packages, and a few underwear were randomly placed on the large bed, indicating that she had lived here for a few days.

Looking out of the window on the fifteenth floor where she lived, she had a panoramic view of the apartment in the building opposite.

It is a rectangular, ten-storey apartment, each with a large balcony and floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the silence of the night, the lights are turned off in all the rooms in the apartment, which look like a long black bar of chocolate.

Just as she was about to fall asleep by the window with her chin propped up, the lights in one of the rooms in the apartment opposite suddenly flickered.

"Here we are."

It is normal for a room to suddenly turn on in the middle of the night, but maybe someone just gets up to go to the bathroom.

But this phenomenon made Mochizuki Ayano cheer up and grab the telescope.

As the lights flickered, lit up and went out, the lights in the room not far next door, like a relay, lit up.

The flickering lights, as if alive, swam between the rooms of the apartment.

The occupants of the apartment did not seem to notice the sudden flickering of the lights, and continued to sleep as if nothing had happened.

Like some kind of primitive gambling machine, the lights wandered through several windows for half a minute before stopping in the middle room on the fourth floor.

"Room 405?"

Mochizuki Ayano immediately dialed a certain number.

"Give me all the information about the residents of Room 405 at once, I mean all."

Hanging up, she turned her head again to look at the apartment opposite.

The lights had gone out, and the apartment had gone dark again, as if nothing had happened.

"Hell Apartment...... This time, I'm going to stop you. ”

Since the elimination of the rift girl that night, on the 2CH forum, the ID named IBM700 has not only released a new "essay campaign", but also secretly updated several "urban legends" works that have been released for a long time.

In order to verify whether the strangeness in these posts is real, the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Support Analysis Center has enabled big data analysis of the case, and Lesson 9 has also been poured out.

Even she herself has slept less than 4 hours for several days in a row.

And the "hell apartment" in front of me is the first strangeness that has been accidentally confirmed at present.

From the perspective of her left eye, from the moment the lights flickered, on the roof of that apartment, a dense crowd of "people" appeared.

Those "people" were all pale and bloodstained, some had ropes around their necks, some had their whole bodies split in half, and they were all dead.

These are all spirits.

The one who died because of this apartment, and was bound by it after death, was bound by the earth.

As the lights ended flickering, the "people" on the rooftop all disappeared.

The empty and clean rooftop, even Mochizuki Ayano's left eye can't see anything abnormal.

……

Early morning.

Ikebukuro, the basement of the PREGO pachinko shop.

"Bastard! That stinky bitch dared to run away with something......"

In a messy office, Ryuo Uchimura is stunned in front of an empty safe.

"President."

Gong Lin, who had scars on his eyebrows and feet, entered the room respectfully with several men.

"Fujino, for the sake of the great cause of the organization, broke himself off at the police station. And the teazuki bitch, as Fujino's niece, took the opportunity to run away with the 'things' that were given by the organization. ”

He stated to the palace and the others in an emotionless voice.

"What, Fujino cadre he...... Even teak ......"

The president's words were too informative, and the few people in the palace were shocked, only to feel that the world was hot and cold, and the originally thriving Bliss Club seemed to have signs of falling apart overnight.

"You guys, search all over Tokyo, and find out the teak woman...... If the above knew that thing was left out, none of us would survive."

Frowning slightly, Ryuo Uchimura sat down behind his desk, put his feet on the table, and threw out a file bag.

"As for Fujino, it can't be sacrificed in vain, and the people who caused all this must pay the price."

On the bag, the words "Shinjuku Police Station Informant Top Secret File" are also printed.

"Gong Linjun, from today onwards, you will be the assistant of the cadres of the Bliss Society...... Getting this person and avenging Fujino is your first mission. ”

Hearing his words, Gong Lin stepped forward with an excited expression and opened the information bag to check: "Shinjuku Police Station Informant File No. 250...... Sosuke Araki, male, 22 years old, majored in ethics, Department of Sociology, Shibuya University of Economics. He was a member of the Yokohama branch of Nurakusen...... Kendo is not allowed to be passed on...... 105 counselling sessions at the police station...... Ryoma patrols before docking contact person 2 ......"

Gong Lin took out a piece of paper from the information bag and looked at it with a strange expression: "This is ...... Beichen's exemption from the knife stream is all passed ......"

"Beichen is a knife stream? Isn't it amazing? Seeing that Gong Lin's face was wrong, thinking of that kid's skills, Uchimura Ryuo was also a little cautious.

When it comes to assessing the level of disciples in the kendo school, there is no uniform model and method.

Since the Edo period, many genres have set up a wide variety of exemption levels, such as "Beginner", "Ogiri", "Paper-cutting", "Catalog", "Esoden", "Okuden", "Suden", "Jiden", and "Jiden".

Due to the fact that the evaluation methods for granting exemptions in various schools are not uniform, some can be defeated in practice, and some require proficiency in all moves, so the issuance of exemptions is not formal; In the middle of the Edo period, it was even popular to give gifts to teachers to receive certificates, and sometimes teachers would give certificates of etiquette to people of higher status.

This chaos lasted until the 12th year of the Meiji era, when the Metropolitan Police Department for the first time set a rank of seven to two levels of kendo, and the level of kendo was relatively fair.

However, the custom of issuing exemptions by various kendo halls has been preserved.

"That's not it...... Beichen is famous on the road...... This exemption, it just so happens that I also have a ......"

"I have ...... too"

"And my ......"

Several men behind him also chimed in.

"How many of you have practiced kendo?"

Uchimura Ryuo suddenly felt that his subordinates were a little unfathomable.

It turned out to be a brother from the same kendo gym as that kid?

"That's not it, the reason why Beichen is famous is because their exemption is passed on, even if you have not practiced kendo, you only need to give a gift of 20,000 yen, and after a day of intensive training, you can get it...... So a lot of people get to enrich their resumes. ”

Hearing the elder's inquiry, Miyabayashi replied truthfully.

"So, this kid is actually a showman?"

As soon as he remembered that he was beaten by such a thug in the toilet bowl of the police station because of the failure of the water tiger's power, Uchimura Ryuo felt a mouthful of old blood suffocating in his chest.

"Brother Gong Lin, this guy ...... From another angle, it's a little familiar......"

At this moment, a man who was leaning behind Miyabayashi reached out and covered the head of Sosuke Araki's plane on the file, revealing only his murderous face.

"It's the ...... A bastard with a six-pointed star carved on his sideburns and cheating in the store! ”

Another man said loudly.

"Oh? Looks like you've already seen this guy? ”

Uchimura Ryuo asked curiously.

"President, that's the ......"

Gong Lin immediately explained the cause and effect of the matter.

"This guy is also getting involved with Kohei Higashino of Nuluo Fist...... It seems that he is more than just an informant at the police station...... Maybe this time it's Nu Luo Quan and the police who have teamed up to get us ......"

Touching his chin, Ryuo Uchimura began to think.

That kid has good skills and can see through his stealth, even if the power of the water tiger didn't fail last night, I'm afraid it's not a small move to deal with the other party.

The wound on his head hurt a little at the thought that this kid had a close relationship with Nuluo Fist and the police station, and that he might even be one of those mysterious soul slayers.

The purpose of organizing and supporting the Bliss Society is to secretly accumulate strength and provide as many "sacrifices" as possible, rather than to make a big noise to make the official authorities aware of the existence of "miracles".

Therefore, despite his hatred, he can't start an all-out war with a large organization like Nuluo Fist for the time being, and he can't take action against the little policeman in the spotlight.

Could it be that even in the face of this stinky boy, he has to be afraid.

"Click".

A loud noise came from outside the door.

The iron door of the basement, which was originally locked from the inside, was directly unscrewed off the handle from the outside with a strong force.

"The quality of your door is too poor."

A thin man less than 1.6 meters tall pushed the door in a big grin, holding a deformed doorknob.

The massive iron gate collapsed behind him.

He had a very short hair, the shriveled muscles on the outside of his vest were intertwined like tree trunks, and two red prajna tattoos took up the entire shoulder.

"Shanbei...... Torotaro? When did you go back to Tokyo? ”

Seeing this short man, Uchimura Ryuo was not upset that the other party had broken his door, but stood up with a happy face.

Because the other party is so short, he can't see each other at all when he puts his feet on the table.

"I just came back from Fukuoka the day before yesterday...... I heard that your side has been short of manpower recently, so Minister Tento asked me to come over and help, so as not to affect the supply of goods. ”

The short and thin man named Torataro Yamakita said angrily.

"That's great, recently, in order not to affect the supply of goods, we can only be shrunken turtles on the side of Nuluo Fist and the police......"

Hearing what the other party said, he was relieved that he had only finished off several of his subordinates last night.

The seemingly thin and short Torataro Yamakita in front of him is the one who received the "miracle" before himself.

With the "power of the bare head", he has gained a strength that is far several times greater than that of normal humans.

Even if he has the power of the water tiger, he can't compete with him head-on in terms of strength.

If some things are handled by him who has nothing to do with the Elysium, it will be much easier.

It's a pity that this guy who is full of "extreme ways", "benevolence", and "Ruoxia" has no IQ at all except for loyalty to the organization, and is only suitable for manual work.

He was supposed to shine in the organization, but last year he was fined for eating while walking and throwing food bags at the summer festival, and he overturned the police car in full view of everyone, seriously injuring the two police officers in the car, and directly became the most wanted criminal, so he had to change his name and surname and go to Fukuoka to avoid the limelight temporarily.

"Hmph, I don't do boring physical work...... However, if there is a strong enough opponent, I would be interested in moving my muscles...... I've been incognito for more than a year, but it's suffocated me......"

Yamakita Torotaro sat on the stool opposite Ryuo Uchimura with a big grin, and crumpled the stainless steel doorknob in his hand with a "click".

He is obviously thin and short, but his every move is extremely bigwiggy.

The figure of less than one meter six is sitting there, and his every move is forced to carry the breath of one meter eight, which looks very disobedient.

"Is it a strong enough opponent? There's a kid here who can play a lot, and it should be able to keep you entertained for a while......"

Uchimura Ryuo chuckled and handed the information in front of him to the other party.