The police...... How did you get here?

I'm curious about this question, and Onikawa's brain is even more curious. It stands to reason that no matter how much the police search, they shouldn't be able to find out here.

Recent Operations...... I'm sure I didn't leave the police with a handle...... In the past, the police could not search for it. For a long time, the dark whistle arranged by Onikawa outside, composed of hypnotized people, has never played a role.

Unexpectedly, this time it came in handy......

There is no way, there is only one way to escape. I don't want to wait until the virus of despair breaks out and I have to sit in prison and die.

I cleaned up the room. Although it looks chaotic, this Ryusuke Onikawa is much better than my ability to organize things. I can only mess things around, and he can not only do that, but he can also do it in a mess. Aside from a laptop computer and a couple of oddly shaped envelopes, nothing else seemed to matter.

I stuffed them all into my backpack on the table. Then he ran into the cramped kitchen, opened the gas hood, and disassembled the pipes under the gas hood. Then I went back to the back window, grabbed the hook that had been set up a long time ago, and slid down with a puff of smoke.

Three minutes later, I heard a deafening explosion. Looking back, in the direction of the original dwelling of mine, there was a dazzling fire, and there was another burst of chickens and dogs. The difference is that this time the whole street was woken up.

Well, the mess has been made. It's a slum, and most of them are not only naturally hostile to people like the police, but because of the cramped and crowded houses, even the next door can hear a word being spoken.

In order to see the joke, and out of curiosity about the loud noise, a large number of residents have poured into the streets, crowded with the police and plainclothes police. The latter wanted to break through the crowd and move forward, but he didn't want to be discovered by me, and the former was overcrowded and didn't know the truth, causing chaos at the scene.

But it has nothing to do with me. A resident had just come out of the house, and as he passed me, I gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Look at my eyes," at this moment, for the first time, I used my "super-university talent" (what this inexplicable self-teaching is all about), "just look at my eyes." ”

……

Behind the manhole cover in the sewer, I grabbed the ladder fixed to the wall with both hands and quietly pushed the manhole cover a little open. In this way, you can understand the movement of the police overhead.

At this moment, I believe that the reaction of the police must be extremely infuriating. Sticky blood dripped from the edge of the well and streaked behind me. Thank goodness it didn't drop on me, which was good luck.

Sticking my head up, I wanted to see what the blood was, but I saw a strange face, staring straight at me, startling me too, and almost falling off!

Damn it! I almost screamed. Although my legs slipped off the ladder, fortunately, I grasped the ladder firmly with one hand, so I did not fall off the ladder, and my hands were already covered with cold sweat.

Perhaps it was too much movement that affected the policemen overhead, and one of them said to his companions: "There's movement over there, I'll take a look!" ”

"Hey, big mountain, it's just wild cats and wild dogs! Leave him alone! "Someone else was shouting at that guy, and that's what led him away from here.

"But what do we do now?" A policeman asked, "The police dogs have been strangled to death by the controlled people, and we have lost the prisoners!" ”

I snickered in my heart: I can only blame you for your bad luck. I didn't expect to be able to pick up a body with such useful abilities as soon as I crossed it.

"Damn, what should I do now!" One of the policemen's tone showed a terrible irritability, "The section chief promised that he would definitely catch the 'ghost hand' this time!" ”

"Hand of the Ghost"? I'm a little impressed. This seems to be a nickname given to me by the media, and later it became my code name for the police. Because I often don't rely on myself, but hypnotize other people to help me commit crimes. It's like a ghost's hand, pushing others to do what they want.

The cops were still yelling for support, and I didn't have time to take care of them. What's more, the dead dog just now is so disgusting, if I don't quickly change places to hide, I will vomit.

Jumping back into the gloomy sewers, I frowned. Japan is an island country plagued by disasters, so it has a well-developed sewer system. I've long heard that the sewers in Tokyo can be compared to the roads in China, but I was still frightened when I looked at the "corridor" dozens of meters wide in front of me.

I scratched my head, took a pair of gloves from my backpack and put them on, and took out a map from an envelope and compared it carefully. I stole it from the Tokyo Metropolitan Development Bureau, and I was dazzled by the complexity of the sewers.

From the map, it should be the "valley" of Adachi Ward, one of the three famous slums in Japan. Despite this, the sewer system is well developed. Walking down this road, I will soon be able to walk through the nearest red light district, and I will be safe by then.

Damn it...... Although I am not "excellent in character and learning", but anyway, before I was reincarnated, I was obviously a good boy who had never even skipped class! Why is it that now, when I hear the police, I am afraid?

It's ironic. Ironically, the red-light district, which I once thought of as a flood beast, is now the only refuge that will allow me to escape.

Worst...... The memories before passing through gradually faded a little. But I at least remember that when despair hung over the world, it was followed by student riots.

If we talk about popular riots...... These slums are probably the most direct source of riots.

I didn't stop for a moment when my feet were on the wet ground of the sewer. I don't know what I'm hiding, and I don't feel like an enemy is chasing me...... But I just feel uneasy.

It's not a judgment made through analysis or talent, it's intuition. After years of practical experience, I don't have an intuition that belongs to this age.

I immediately stopped, trying to find movement around me. No result.

But I really think danger is imminent.

Forget it, don't think about it just yet. As long as it's not some other super college-level guy (let alone the protagonist's team.) They're basically monsters), and they shouldn't be in trouble.

As I was not far from the finish line, I overheard the sound of hurried footsteps behind me. Damn, someone is chasing me!

It doesn't matter, there's only one person. I pulled a packet of powder out of my pocket, sprinkled it where the footsteps were coming from, and sped up to run.

What a stupid stalker...... It's hard work, so you can sleep in the sewers......

Then I could feel a dark shadow descending from the sky, and a strange fragrant wind flew behind me and kicked straight at me.

Not good! I looked down and dodged the lightning blow that had just begun, and the assailant landed in front of me. The scent just made me sure of one thing: this guy ...... It's a woman!

"This is the end of it, Mr. Ghost Hand," a familiar calm voice spoke slowly, "here and now, your criminal journey will come to an end!" ”