Qiao Shuya still asked the Dusk Police Department to stop keeping the scene, after all, this abstract thing is not very acceptable to any normal person who sees it.

Originally, he thought that he and his little apprentice were too young and had little knowledge, but looking at Lao Chen's calculations, this kind of abstract situation was still too early for normal earth creatures.

In the follow-up Metropolitan Police Department, there are also many people in the later stage of the Metropolitan Police Department, whose faces are pale, and it is estimated that they have suffered a lot of mental damage, and it can be seen that the criminal has a strong personal emotion in it when he turns Ayumi Akutagawa into "Ayumi-chan".

It may even be the kind of hatred that is deep in the bones, so that the people of the Metropolitan Police Department can quickly lock on him.

How to say this, Qiao Shuya even thinks that this kind of Shibuya hot girl in the prison system will die if she dies, and living in the world will only make rice expensive, but a demon who has officially launched revenge is the real key point.

Even, let a layer that can be stacked at any time sway around on your own territory, and you don't stack it yourself, it's simply intolerable.

"Brother Qiao, the analysis section of the Metropolitan Police Department has made a detailed plan, since the demon is still in the first stage, then since he has taken revenge for the first time, he will definitely retaliate for the second and third time...... until they are completely devoured by the demons," the Dusk Police Department said.

"So, we decided to arrange for special police to monitor the enemies in front of Ichiro Hirata, including his boss, his colleagues, those who beat him, etc., if there is a problem, we will notify you as soon as possible, and please keep in touch 24 hours a day in the last two days......"

Speaking of this, the Twilight Police Department looked very embarrassed.

Originally, he thought that this incident might be solved quickly when the Warden came, but he found that this was not only an alien event, but also a deep problem in Area 11, and as for the root of the problem, he didn't dare to think about it or solve it.

"No problem." Qiao Shuya agreed.

Hashishu and the others were ready to return to the office for the time being, after all, they couldn't help too much here, and they didn't want to get involved in spying on Ichiro Hirata's enemies.

Tokyo is so big that it is not easy to find a needle in a haystack in such a metropolis to find someone possessed by a demon.

"Analysis class, is there a problem with Ichiro Hirata's other enemies?" After Qiao Shuya left, the Twilight Police Department asked the officers of the Analysis Division.

"No problem, but the other enemies have yet to get revenge......

The Twilight Police Department suddenly felt very strange, it had been more than half a day, and Ayumi Akutagawa was still the only one killed, which was not quite the same as the strange demons he had encountered before.

When he was the chief inspector before, in the case of demonic possession, usually after the first revenge, the possessed person would completely fall into an irrepressible desire, and run all the way down the downhill road of self-destruction.

This first stage is the easiest way to determine whether a person is possessed by a demon.

Because this stage is the moment when all the dark desires of the possessed person are most violently expanded, and in the second stage, it is difficult to find......

……

In a sewer in Shinjuku City, a dirty middle-aged man woke up.

He hurried to the sewer, washed his face with the not-so-clean water, and tidied up his face a little.

His name is Ichiro Hirata, and he was originally just an ordinary account manager for an intermediary company.

He is not a native of Tokyo, but a foreigner who came to this big city to pursue his dreams, and perhaps, like thousands of ordinary social animals in this city, will find a wife who is neither good-looking nor ugly, and work hard for decades to buy a small apartment.

Then, when his child is born, he will be able to have the status of a "Tokyoite" and also have his own hut in the Tokyo metropolis, so that he can achieve a small class leap, and there is no need to work more than 16 hours a day like him.

He spends his days under the stars imagining the future.

However, everything is ruined, he doesn't know what he did wrong, why he became like this, everything is contrary to his wishes, and it seems that only a few days have passed since he went from an account manager in a company to a homeless man and even a murderer.

He tidied himself up a little, trying not to be a bum, but at most a down-and-out and sloppy uncle.

He didn't know what had happened to him, maybe he had a split personality, and there was always a voice in his heart for him to take revenge and let him realize all his dark desires.

Whether it's imprisoning one of your favorite idols underground, robbing a bank and becoming a monopoly, or killing everyone who has had a conflict with you...... The voice in his heart has been tempting him like this......

But he just went to a dock, bought a bag of potato chips and a bottle of soda at this convenience store, and ate the chips and drank the soda and watched the tide rise and fall until nightfall.

It doesn't until the evening that the city that never sleeps in the metropolis of Tokyo officially shows its vitality, with neon lights everywhere and high-rise buildings with various electronic screens and advertisements on them.

He paused for a moment and saw a sweet idol in an advertisement, singing about their new album.

"All these women can be imprisoned by you if you wish, become your personal playthings, and completely stomp into your tools in the basement...... Your fertility machine ......"

In the bottom of my heart, that temptation rose again.

And Hirata Ichiro just shook his head, and he said in words that only he could hear: "No, they will have a better life than me......"

"Yesterday, the tyranny you killed that woman was not like this, I can feel your hatred and unwillingness."

"But there's only one enemy of mine, and I don't have any other wishes, so be it......" Ichiro Hirata said, tossing the garbage in his hand into the trash can.

When leaving the dock, he accidentally bumped into a person, and quickly bowed and apologized: "Smimarseille, red bean puree Smimarseille......"

Continue.

"Tieba, did you kid do it on purpose?" One rolled up his sleeves angrily.

"Forget it, I'll have to work later, let's get over this little thing." Another person next to him said.

What could have escalated into bloodshed quickly dissipated, and Hirata Ichiro just strolled along the dockside, seemingly just looking for a sewer that would allow him to rest.

"You can kill that guy who spoke disrespectfully to you, now you are not a social animal, you have unparalleled power, and your power can make you realize any wish!"

"Do you have a wish granted?" Ichiro Hirata muttered.

"Yes, any wish can come true."

"Then I just want to have a whole bag of potato chips on the edge of the dock......" he silently looked in the direction of the sea, which was one of his favorite things to do as a child, but he hadn't seen the sea in a long time since he worked.

I don't have time, and I want to save money to buy a house.

Even buying a bottle of soda will hurt a little.