"Help! Someone died! ”

"Come here, policeman!"

The mournful shouts immediately spread throughout the police station.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and most of the people, even the police officers with the case, are already off work and sleeping.

So both the sound and the content of this shout are particularly scary in the empty police station.

The arms of the two policemen on duty were quickly covered with goosebumps, and their bodies were suddenly creepy.

Among the two policemen was the old oilman named Shangjo, and when he heard that the voice was coming from the detention cell, he immediately frowned and said with an ugly face: "Oh no! Pingshan shouldn't have beaten that little beggar to death! ”

After all, he had hinted at "breaking one of his legs" in the morning.

In the afternoon, the college students were also let go, and it was indeed time for Hirayama to do it.

The reason why Shangjo stayed on duty was because Hirayama Nobu was an old acquaintance, and there was a tacit understanding between them; Second, he has promised Mr. Heizou, the boss of Hirayama, that he will release him tonight.

In return, the people of Heizou will not cause trouble in his jurisdiction in the future, and he will receive a valuable mediation fee, about 10 yen.

But seeing that all this may be in vain.

"it, it!"

"Hurry up!"

Kamijo hurriedly ran towards the detention cell, shouting at the young policeman on duty: "If someone dies, it will be a big trouble!" ”

When the two of them came to the detention room, they looked through the iron railing and knew that something was really wrong.

In the detention cell, Murata was crouching in the corner, looking frightened at a loss.

And Nobu Hirayama and Genichiro Ashina both fell to the ground.

Among them, Ichiro was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his body had no ups and downs at all, and he looked like a dead thing.

And Hirayama Shin still has obvious signs of breathing, he should just faint!

"Open the door!"

Kamijo shouted angrily, and the young policeman was scrambling to find the key.

In the end, Kamijo couldn't help but lose his temper, snatched the keychain, opened the door like a cloud, and walked directly towards Genichiro, while the little policeman looked at Murata vigilantly with a baton.

Ignoring the dirty marks on the latter's body, Kamijo touched Shinichiro's carotid artery with one hand and pressed his ear to Shinichiro's chest with the other.

It's really dead.

Kamijo made a quick judgment.

It should have been hit hard in the abdomen and injured the internal organs, so there was blood leaking from the mouth and nose.

What's going on!

What's going on!

Didn't I hint at Hirayama, just break your leg?

What the hell is he doing?

No, why did this guy Hirayama faint?

Officer Kamijo raised his head with a dark face and looked at Murata, the only one in the room who was still "alive".

"What's going on? Is this what you do? ”

"It's not me! Not me! ”

Murata had a sad expression on his face, "This thin man insisted that this child beat his back and press his shoulder, and this child refused, so he punched and kicked this child!" ”

"I saw that this kid was beaten until he vomited blood, and told him to stop, but he refused, so I had to knock him out from behind!"

"But by the time I went to check on the kid, he was out of breath!"

Kamijo stared at Murata carefully, after all, this was a bandit with a knife who entered the war hero's house with bad intentions.

But what he said was as expected.

Although Murata's words are fake, his expression is definitely not pretending.

He really didn't know what the hell was going on with Ichiro.

Hirayama was knocked unconscious by Genichiro.

Ichiro first told Murata his name, then settled him down for a while, and then, regardless of whether Murata would do it or not, he took out a blue sugar pill from his belt, stuffed it in his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Murata has already collected the corpses of many of his teammates!

Whether he is dead or not can be judged by himself!

What the hell is going on with this kid!

He almost went crazy.

Murata himself is a person who has no opinions, but he also knows that if he doesn't follow what Ichiro has taught him, when Hirayama wakes up, a big cauldron will fall on him!

So he could only say it according to Ichiro's arrangement.

Although he didn't know what the way things were going to go.

I can only pray that the sound pillar arrives a little earlier.

And Murata was in a panic, but he also continued to provide prestige points to Ichiro, who faked his death.

That's right, Genichiro's death, of course, was due to the bite.

[Gain reputation from Murata 100]

[Gain reputation from Murata 50]

[Ibid.]*5

The feigned death of Genichiro is still perceiving everything in the outside world.

[This Murata's prestige value provides so much, it's really not an ordinary person......]

[If cutting off the immortality of this world is the reason why I came here, then the people related to the Ghost Slayer will provide a little more prestige points? 】

In this way, with all kinds of conjectures, both Genichiro and Nobu Hirayama were moved out by two policemen.

"Uejo-senpai, what should I do?"

The young cop wanted to get involved in letting Hirayama go tonight, and then just get a piece of the pie.

But I didn't expect this to happen!

It is conceivable that by tomorrow morning, my hard-won police job will come to an end.

I've only been in class for a week.

Kamijo stared at the corpse of Genichiro with a gloomy face, perhaps under extreme pressure, he quickly came up with an idea, "Let's just tie this little ghost with a stone and throw it into the river!" ”

"Ahh

That's a great disrespect to a corpse.

Hearing this in front of the corpse, the little policeman shrank a little, feeling involved in something terrible.

"Ah, what, is it telling the truth? Waiting to be expelled? This is Kojimachi, and if a foreign reporter finds out, the top will force us to cut our stomach! ”

"What?!" The little policeman's face turned white with fright.

He was not a samurai descendant, and seppuku had no honor to him.

It's just a way to die a miserable death.

Kamijo glared at him viciously, and the expression of the morning was gone, "You go to the Heizou Antiques Company right now and tell the boss of Heizou that something has changed, and Hirayama killed someone, so he has to pay a sum of money." Then ask him to bring a few knives and make some marks in the police station, and then tie us up and make it look like a prison robbery! ”

"Will this work?" The little cop was dumbfounded.

"Isn't there another one in the detention cell? Is it unusual to have accomplices robbing prisons with knives? When the time comes, ask Heizou to take the guys away with them, anyway, they don't do a serious business, and they will thank me if there are such people joining the gang! ”

Kamijo looked at the little policeman with a shattered face and rolled his eyes, "You really don't have any knowledge!" In the past, when the curtain fell, such things as prison robberies were common, and they would not suspect it. Without further ado, go and inform them! ”

"I see!" The little policeman ran away like a flop.

Suddenly there was only one person left in the police station, and he seemed a little calmer.

He kicked the unconscious Hirayama in the waist hard, and scolded and scolded: "Something that is not enough to succeed and more than to lose!" But it's okay, if you make such a big mistake this time, I can make an extra amount of money! ”

As he spoke, he actually said to himself, "I don't know if Heizou will tell the fat pig about it, if he doesn't say it, I should be able to hand over a little less money, so that the child's first year of college will have ......"

His so-called fat pig is the brother-in-law who loves knives like life.

As a small leader in the police department, it is easy for the fat man to help the prisoner get out of supervision in advance. It's just that Kamijo is in charge of doing things, and the fat man is in charge of covering it up for him.

But the big head has always been the fat man in hand.

"Well, anyway, throw this little imp into the river first......

As he spoke, he was about to turn around and dispose of Genichiro's corpse, but the scene in front of him made him suddenly fly out of the sky!

What about people?!

Why are people gone?

"Are you looking for me?"

Kamijo hurriedly looked towards the source of the sound and found that Genichiro was slowly walking out of the police equipment room, gently wielding a katana with a Western-style handle in his right hand, shining in the moonlight outside the window!

It is a police equipment that can only be used in emergency situations, and usually only police officers above the captain level can carry a sword.

"You ......"

Kamijo didn't know if the guy in front of him was a human or a ghost, and the fear in his heart was indescribable, so he stammered and couldn't speak!

"My name is Ei Na Koichiro."

[Gain 15 reputation points from the police on the bar]

[Ibid.]*5

……

[It seems that for ordinary people, 15 o'clock is almost the upper limit! ] 】

Listening to the information in his mind, a smile also appeared on Genichiro's serious and indifferent face, and it was this sneer that made Kamijo immediately come back to his senses and want to reach for the pistol in the drawer!

Look at the joke, whether it is a person or a ghost, this kid only had the experience of attacking the police in the morning!

I don't know why this guy is alive again, but he has a knife in his hand!

However, no sooner had his hand touched the drawer than he heard a violent gust of wind, followed by a sharp pain in his hand!

"Uhh

Kamijo screamed, and it turned out to be his palm, which had been nailed to the door of the drawer by a strangely shaped black scythe!

Fame +15

Fame +15

……

"There's someone else here!"

Kamijo immediately realized the problem and looked to the other side despite the sharp pain, but there was nothing but shadows.

"Since he wants to see you, then you can come out and make an appearance."

If it was Genichiro in the past, he would never expose the ninja hidden around him.

But for the sake of prestige......

What is all this?

"Yes, Ichiro-sama."

With a somewhat sharp response, a diminutive figure gradually appeared where the light could reach.

Ichiro ...... My lord?

What a name!

Isn't it just a little beggar?

However, when the figure was completely exposed to the light, Shangjo's eyes shrank suddenly, and he contributed a lot of prestige points.

The short guy in front of him, covered in black and brown feathers, didn't know if it was his clothes or the structure of the divine realm. In addition, he wore a hideous Crow Tengu mask on his face, and his steps were erratic, swaying from side to side, and he felt a little crazy.

This black-clothed eagle that Ichiro drew before.

Fame +15*5

"But I don't think I surprised you."

Ichiro had already stepped up to Kamijo.

"You guys, what do you want?" Uejo said bitterly.

"You've seen our secrets, and you can't survive anyway."

The curvature of the corners of Genichiro's mouth calmed down, and his eyes were still indifferent, "But listening to what you said to yourself just now, you still have children." If I'm satisfied, he'll be fine. ”

Kamijo's eyes were full of struggle, but he finally nodded in despair.

It would take at least an hour for the little policeman to find Heizou and come back.

I can't get a gun, so I can't deal with this pair of master and servant.

"And what do you want to ask?" Kamijo spoke, "I'm just a little cop, I don't know anything important. ”

"Then I ask you, if I want to make a name for myself, what is the quickest way to do it?"

Ichiro asked.

"Huh?"

Kamijo was stunned.

He thought that the other party was targeting the police station, or the information of some big man in Kojimachi District.

After all, it's a place where a brick can hit a councilor.

But I didn't expect it to be like this...... Common-sense questions.

What is this?

"You're not talking?"

Ichiro put his hand on the scythe, and Kamijo snorted, and a sudden twitch appeared on his face.

[Judging by his reaction to endure pain, he should also be the son of a samurai.] 】

Ichiro thought to himself.

"It's because there are too many methods!"

Kamijo yelled, "Whether it's an advertisement or a newspaper, you can do that." ”

"Newspapers?" This is the second time that Genichiro has heard this word today.

"You don't even know what a newspaper is?" This sentence was just thinking about it in his heart, and he didn't really dare to say it, so he hurriedly pointed in one direction, "There!" The newspapers ordered are all there! Just look at it. ”

Genichiro nodded at the eagles, who flew over in an exaggerated jump, then flew back sharply, and a stack of newspapers appeared in front of Genichiro.

Another bunch of reputation points contributed.

Ichiro stared closely, and a few black letters came into view.

"Former Prime Minister Hirobumi Ito will hold talks with Russia on North Korean affairs in the near future, and the United States says Japan has said nothing about it in Asia."

That's the headlines.

Although Ichiro didn't know most of the words, it didn't affect his eyes to become more and more hot, and it wasn't until he had flipped through the whole stack of newspapers that he raised his head and asked, "So, how do you get your name on the newspaper?" ”

"If you do something big, a newspaper reporter will come to you!"

"Journalists?"

"That's the person who wrote these articles. They are like vultures, trying to inquire about other people's secrets! As long as you have the material, he will take the initiative to come to the door. ”

"I see."

Koichiro found that there were still a lot of words he didn't understand, and he planned to get familiar with it later, "Then what was the advertisement you just said?" ”

"It's the name of the shop in the middle of the newspaper, this kind of advertisement, as long as you pay the money, it will be printed in the newspaper!"

[I have a lot of money. 】

[But if you want to be in the newspaper, you must at least have a store.] 】

But that's all for later.

Ichiro was very satisfied with the outcome of the questioning.

After asking a few details, Ichiro asked the eagles to pull out the scythe, and then looked at the pistol in the drawer with a curious expression, and after learning how to use it, he immediately thought of the weapon used by the grandfather in the game to fight the wolf.

"Put it away first."

Ichiro instructed the eagles, "You first search all the police stations and collect all the small pistols you can find." When you're done with all this, go find me a set of clothes that are hands-on. On my way here this morning, I saw a clothing store on a nearby street. ”

"Yes."

The black-clad eagles have only ordinary free will, which means that as long as Genichiro's orders do not violate principles, they will obey them unconditionally.

As for how to complete and carry out the order, it is all up to them to choose how to do it.

"As for us, let's go to the river you said first."

Ichiro poked the top strip with the tip of his knife.

He had been in the cell and he could hear the water, and the river should not be too far away.

Sure enough, it only took a few minutes for the two to come to the artificial river behind the police station.

"May I ask, what exactly do you want to do?"

Kamijo was a little puzzled, these two guys, whether they were dressed or ignorant of common sense, seemed to have come out of the isolated mountains, and they were trying to pinch their intentions.

Even though he knew he was going to die, his curiosity was still not satisfied.

"It's okay to tell you."

Genichiro kicked Kamijo's knee, forcing the latter to kneel facing the river, "I just want to pull my country out of the Yellow Spring." ”

"I'm just going to trouble you people, and I'm going to be my stepping stone with peace of mind!"

After saying this, Genichiro slashed down with a knife, slashing the side neck of Kamijo, and precisely controlled the force so that all the blood floated towards the river.

With a thud, Uejo's body fell into the river, drifting down with the rushing current.

Only a yellow paper figure floated slowly towards Genichiro and burrowed into his chest.

【Acquire Consumable Paper Figures*1】

[Gain reputation +50 from Officer Shangjo]

[Gain XP 26/1000]

Ichiro soaked the knife in the water and washed it clean, then sensed the specific location of the golden steel thunder, and looked at the south with blazing eyes.

"Then next, just let Murata go, and then get the Nichiwa knife!"

"Let's go meet the ghost!"