Conflicts happen everywhere, and it is impossible to pay attention to the truth with a big fist.

The brief confrontation between Rentaro and the general did not want to be a peacemaker except for the others to watch the excitement.

Also, the relationship between civilian police is inherently competitive, and of course the fewer competitors the better.

Incidentally, each registered police officer has its own IP ranking, which is developed and published by the International Starter Surveillance Agency (IISO), and is graded according to the number of intestinal animals killed and the results achieved. Although there is also a question of the strength and weakness of each person, the ranking of the IISO can almost be regarded as a benchmark of strength and weakness.

The man named Shogun who had a conflict with Rentaro just now was quickly recognized by Kigen, his name was Shogun Ikuma, and the "IP ranking" was 1,584.

By the way, Rentaro's ranking is miserable, more than 120,000 that even he can't remember!

Kigen glanced at Rentaro and pretended to sigh:

"I also wish we had that strong facilitators. The starter is obviously very good, but our promoter is a stupid shit, lower rank than me, and so weak that he can't be helped. ”

Rentaro pretended not to hear, but in his heart he felt that what Kigen said was not wrong at all.

The initiator and promoter directly affect the company's popularity, which means that a well-known police company is equivalent to having an array of powerful partners. Yanzhu is very strong, if you find the right facilitator, you will have no problem progressing to the level of 1,000. But now she can't do without the 120,000 area, and it is natural that her partner is criticized for being incompetent.

A meeting convened by the government, as you can imagine, must be very boring, and there are deliberate reminders before the main topic appears.

I heard the other party say, "Before explaining the contents of this request, I hope that the company that does not want to withdraw immediately." Because after listening to the content of the commission, you can't refuse. Rentaro sighed. What is the difference between this delegation and a mandatory task?

The result is certain, the people who will come here are mentally prepared, and this will naturally not make them waver.

"Good, so no one wants to quit?"

The bald man of the government looked around the scene again for the sake of caution, "Now I will ask another one to explain it to you." After that, he left.

A large panel deep behind everyone suddenly shows a close-up of a young girl.

Mu Geng's eyes widened in fright, and he suddenly got up in the next second. Almost at the same time, all the presidents hurriedly followed suit.

Rentaro also stared at the cold light panel with an incredulous gaze.

Like a pure white dress covered in snow and silver hair, she is the Son of Heaven, the ruler of the Tokyo region after Japan's defeat in World War II. Tiantong Ju Zhicheng is like her shadow by the side. The image appears to be transmitted from a Western-style room. Moment. The eyes of Mu Geng and Kikuno Cheng intertwined and burst out of sparks. Rentaro, who understands the grievances between the two, feels uncomfortable.

The Son of Heaven sits leisurely in an elaborate Art Nouveau chair, with what appears to be expensive paintings and a covered bed in the background. Presumably a private room in the Holy Residence.

Rentaro was strangely uneasy about the sudden appearance of the ruler. Intuition told him that he and Mu were more likely to be involved in some big event.

The content of this commission is very strange.,Just tell everyone to find a box.,Except for the photo of the box.,The rest of the information is not provided.,Even what's in the box doesn't want to tell everyone.。

"Haha-"

Just as the Holy Son of Heaven Yan explained the key to the commission, a creepy laugh suddenly sounded in the room.

"Who is it?" The Son of Heaven frowned slightly, no matter how good his temper was, he was ruined by this rude behavior.

"Me."

Including Rentaro. All eyes were on the owner of the voice and were taken aback.

I saw a strange man wearing a mask, a top hat, and a tuxedo appear in the conference room.

Rentaro had seen this man. No, it's not just that-

"You can't do it!"

"Drink." The man screamed and bent to jump. Stand on the table with your shoes on. The president of the police could only look at him stupidly.

The man walked to the center of the table and came face to face with the Son of Heaven through the screen.

"Please give your name."

"It's rude."

The man took off his top hat and bent down deeply: "My surname is Leech, and my full name is Leech Yingyin." First meeting, incompetent Head of State, His Royal Highness. To put it bluntly. I am your enemy. ”

The chill that ran down his back made Rentaro pull out his pistol.

"Y-You guy"

The man who called himself Shadow Yin suddenly turned his head to look at Rentaro: "Huhuhu, my new friend Satomi classmate, how are you doing?" ”

"Where did you break in?"

"Whew. The answer to this question is the front door, and it walks in open-minded - probably yes. It's just that I killed a few flies that flew over to disturb me. Oh, by the way, I'll introduce my starters at this time. Little Binet, come here. ”

"Yes, Dad."

Before everyone could turn their heads, a young girl walked past Rentaro and Kisara. The hairs on Rentaro's neck couldn't help but stand on end. When did she stand behind her?

The girl has short wavy hair and wears a black one-piece dress embellished with lace. The two scabbards are crossed at the back of the waist, judging by the length, it should be a small knife.

"Hey."

The girl climbed onto the table with both hands and feet, and then she ran to the leech and pulled up her skirt and saluted:

"My name is Binet the Leech, and I'm ten years old."

"She is my starter and my daughter."

- The initiator? This guy is a police officer?

Little Binet slowly shook Ai's sleepy head, looked around the room, and finally carefully pulled the hem of Leech Shadow's clothes:

"Dad, everybody's watching us. I feel embarrassed, can I kill them? And the guy pointed a gun at us, can you kill him? ”

"Well, not yet. Be patient. ”

"Woo Daddy."

Rentaro couldn't help but feel creepy when he noticed that blood was dripping slightly from the scabbard around her waist, and he couldn't help but feel creepy when he walked the tabletop red. This little child was unlike any "cursed child" Rentaro had ever seen, her eyes were filled with nothing but killing and gore, as if she were just a tool made for killing. Rentaro didn't put down his gun, and pushed the wooden graft behind with his free other hand.

"What are you doing here?"

With Leech Yingyin's words, all the policemen in the field took out their guns and aimed them at him, and from what he said just now, the unfriendly attitude was already obvious.

"I'm here to say hello today. I would like to tell everyone that I will also sign up for this competition. ”

"Sign up? What do you mean? ”

"It means that the 'Legacy of the Seven Stars' will belong to us."

The moment you hear this word. The Son of Heaven seemed to give up something and closed his eyes tightly.

"The legacy of the Seven Stars? What's that? ”

"Oh, oh, you're almost unaware of the commission, it's pathetic. That's what you're talking about in the suitcase. ”

"Yesterday you were going to show up in that apartment—"

"Well, that's right. I'm tracking the source of the infection into the area, but the important target doesn't know where to go. As I was walking around, another policeman broke through the window, and I was so frightened that I had to slaughter them all. Hee-hee, hee-hee. ”

Shadow covers her mask and laughs from the depths of her throat, to which Rentaro is disgusted.

"You guy"

Ying Yin spread her hands vigorously and spun around on the table:

"Guys, let's check the rules of the contest! Whoever of you and I find the source of the infection first and get the seven-star legacy wins. The legacy of the Seven Stars should have been swept up in the body of the protozoa, so if you want to get it, you must first kill the source of the infection. The stakes are your lives, do you think it's okay? ”

"-everyone doesn't speak, and you're just talking nonsense there."

The deliberately muffled voice came from across the table.

It turned out to be a general Ikuma with a long-handled sword and a skull scarf on his face.

"Talking so much nonsense, anyway, as long as I kill you now, it's over."

Rentaro thought that the figure of the prisoner would disappear, but he didn't expect to rush into Kageyin's arms in an instant - so fast.

"Kill you."

"Oh?"

The giant sword that stirred up the wind swept around like a tornado. The angle and timing are impeccable, and this kind of distance is sure to take people's lives, and the other party has nowhere to escape.

However, a sharp thunderclap rang out, and the next second it knocked the prisoner's weapon flying.

What was that just now?

Even though it was only for a moment, Rentaro did see a pale blue phosphorescent light between the warlord's sword and the shadow.

"Get out of the jail!"

The general suddenly understood the intention of Mishima's shouting, and retreated.

As if seeing the right moment, all the presidents and promoters gathered pulled out their pistols for self-defense and pulled the trigger at the same time. Rentaro and the wood beside him are no exception.

The deafening sound of gunfire came from 360 degrees, but the thunder rang out again, this time a clearer pale blue phosphorescence could be seen.

It was a dome-shaped shield.

As soon as the pistol bullet touched the shield, it bounced off with an alarming sound. The roar of someone drowned out the sound of glass and paintings, and the sound of bullets passing by.

Rentaro also violently grabbed the XD pistol like a demon, and when the bullets ran out, the sliding sleeve automatically retreated, and everyone on the scene also shot out the bullets in their hands.

In the strange silence that filled the smell of gunpowder, the groans of those who had been wounded by stray bullets could be heard.

"How is that possible?"

Lotus Taro swallowed bitter saliva at the same time as if he had seen something that did not belong in this world.

In the center of the bullet-riddled table, tall masked men and girls stare around. The top police officers present were unable to move as if they were paralyzed. (To be continued......)