The sleepless meeting in the Special Investigation Countermeasures Room ended, and only one day had passed.

"At 18 o'clock this afternoon, wait for me at the entrance of Takashimaya Shopping Center, and bring your own spirit removal tools."

At noon on this day, Kamiya received a text message from Yusei Shinkenyu.

It seems that the Metropolitan Police Department has made rapid deployment and is going to take action against the "Fat Powder Fairy" organization.

Simply replied to Uncle Cheng with a "received".

Kamiya tried to call Mary again.

But the call was not answered.

"Mary hasn't answered the phone in the past two days." Kamiyagawa put down his phone.

The last time Mary woke up and called Kamiya was four days ago.

After that, Kamiya tried to call her back twice, but neither was answered.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been fully healed from my injuries not long after I woke up." Kamiyagawa thought like this, "The main [Demon Time] mission came too suddenly, and the Metropolitan Police Department's operation deployment was too fast. ”

If you have enough time, finding a way to contract Miss Mary, who has a C-level weird evaluation, into a god, will definitely greatly increase the probability of completing special tasks.

But this is done only if her injuries are completely healed.

Kamiyagawa couldn't help but think about the injuries she was injured after Mary retired from treating Hanako last time-

Like a broken doll, he stood in the corridor with a weak drag, looking at Kamiyagawa's face with extremely complicated eyes, gently and lonely......

When I think about that picture at that time, it makes people feel a little unbearable.

Kamiya shook his head:

"But since the phone still doesn't work, it's useless to think about it, and I can't find out where Mary is."

"It's a little too late. This special mission is completely like a surprise inspection, and I don't have enough and complete opportunities to prepare, so I can only make good use of the official spirit eradication organization for now, and adapt to the situation. ”

……

Shinjuku Takashimaya.

It's a tall shopping mall with world-famous brands.

The time was 5:40 p.m.

Kamiyagawa arrives at the east gate of Takashimaya Mall.

Behind him, on the top floor of the Takashimaya house, there is a garden and a dining room. For those who are willing to spend a lot of money, they can enjoy a glass of wine and a panoramic view of the entire Shinjuku area from above.

Of course, this is a sight that only the so-called "upper class" can see.

I waited at the east gate of the mall for about ten minutes.

A black Mazda slowly drove towards the location of Kamiya Station, with a pair of license plate numbers, it was Uncle Yuuki's car that was going to drive today.

The vehicle pulls over.

Kamiyagawa opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

When there are only two people in an acquaintance's car, if you sit in the back seat, you will feel that you will treat each other as a driver, which is not very respectful.

But Kamiya can't help it.

Because his spiritual vision is quite high, he can see it very clearly, and in the front passenger seat, he is sitting in a trench coat and wearing a mask.

"Good evening, boy. Are you ready to join me in this thankless job? ”

Uncle Yuuki in the driver's seat was still in a suit and leather shoes today, and after teasing and greeting, he took a paper bag from the storage compartment of the car door on his side and threw it to Kamiya.

The bag contained a sandwich, a cup of cold brew coffee, and a small dark brown paper.

"If you haven't eaten, hurry up and eat this. When you get to work, don't think about what to eat again. ”

Yuuki said this, re-electricized the Mazda, and put on the accelerator.

The vehicle sped up to speed.

Kamiyagawa was not polite, first tearing open the transparent plastic paper of the sandwich with a "hiss" and stuffing it into his mouth.

Then, he picked it up again.

"Metropolitan Police Department Special Investigation Countermeasures Room"

On the leather cover of the certificate, the words are printed like this.

Flipping it open, it contained Kamiyagawa's name, as well as some personal information, and a single-inch photo with a white background. In addition, there is a note column below the date of issuance - "temporary action personnel".

"Where did you get my one-inch photo?"

Kamiyagawa swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and shook the brand-new document in his hand.

"Your school's student vault." Yuuki Makenyu stared at the road ahead and said in a calm tone, "It's the information age, boy. ”

"Then you have investigated and assessed me?" Kamiyagawa put the action card in his pocket.

"Of course. Otherwise, this certificate will not be issued. ”

Kamiya didn't have much of an opinion about the fact that the official people had investigated him.

After all, this should be a necessary part of the process from a procedural point of view.

He just opened his mouth and asked, "What about my assessment?" ”

"Your resume is clean." Uncle Yuuki said this, but paused again:

"But some of them are too clean, so clean that you can't find any clues of the Master who took you on the path of removing spirits. Boy, if we don't know where you learned your skills, and if nothing happens, you'll probably end up being a temporary operative in a countermeasure room forever. ”

"Oh. If I have the chance, I'll tell you about my master, Uncle Yuuki. ”

Kamiyagawa nodded with satisfaction, and after saying this, he didn't say anything more, just took a big bite of the sandwich and poured a few sips of cold coffee.

The driving Mazda was silent for a moment.

All I could hear was the faint pant of the rip girl's "hiss-ha-hmm".

After eating the makeshift dinner, Kamiya put the garbage back into the paper bag and spoke again, "That's right, Uncle Yuuki." You haven't told me where we're going tonight? How to act? ”

Yuuki in the front row did not squint and looked at the road, but gave a serious reply:

"Tonight our men acted in two groups. You follow me to the streets of Shinjuku. Let's go and destroy the meeting point of the Lipocoxian. You will know what you want to do when you arrive, and someone has been arranged to connect with you. ”

Ichiban Street, Shinjuku.

It's Kabukicho, a folk town.

Kamiya: "Two groups of people? ”

Yuuki: "Yes. The other group of people was pressed by the ancestral Zen master of Wanfu Temple, and they went to the port area of the 23rd district. There is another plan of action to be made. ”

The sky is getting dark, and the lights are on.

Office workers, students, tourists, and all kinds of people are flocking to Shinjuku, a city that never sleeps, to relax and enjoy the nightlife.

The colorful neon lights exude a different kind of charm, and in line with Shinjuku's reputation as a sleepless and drunken area, it provokes the hormones of visitors.

Kamiyagawa was talking to Uncle Yuuki while holding his chin and staring out the window.

Suddenly, he saw scattered droplets of water falling from the dark night sky, smashing against the window glass, splashing small splashes and then meandering down.

"It's raining."

After three to five minutes, the rain outside became heavier and heavier, and there was a tendency to change to heavy rain.

Uncle Yuuki had to turn on the wipers at maximum power.

The weather in the summer is supposed to be so changeable.

"If it rains, it seems to be a good weather for me? After all, the Yin Five Thunder will be enhanced when it touches the water. ”

Kamiyagawa thought silently, listening to the sound of the rushing rain, and continued to look out the window.

In the line of sight, there is only a splash of water vapor and a hazy neon light all the way.