The reporter filmed frantically, but the next behavior was not suitable for children to watch.

The priest said the crab in his mouth, and then tore the clothes on his body as easily as he tore paper, revealing a black mouse pattern in the holy light inside.

Then Qiao Shuya also understood, turned on the mobile phone, selected Dituni's music, and turned the sound to the maximum.

Reporters: "What's the B movement?!" ”

"Gentlemen, the time is over, and now the time for cruel torture begins." As the priest spoke, the light in his hand began to turn into a red-hot mace.

"Next is the interrogation, the dock personnel stay, and the others leave quickly." The fist in Qiao Shuya's hand also burst into blue flames.

A group of reporters realized the threat and retreated, but some of the unbelievers still stayed, and kept filming the arrogant appearance of Qiao Shuya and the priest, as if they were determined that they did not dare to do it directly in front of the camera.

However, seeing this, the alarm bell in Yuan Zhi's love was loud, and she once again thought of the last time Qiao Shuyan's murderous appearance, although it was really cool, but the trouble caused by the follow-up was too great.

Moreover, Qiao Shuya seems to be completely unaware of the importance of the ......

So Yuan Zhiai hurriedly handed over a golf club and said, "Master, be gentle, use this ......."

"Oh......" Qiao Shuya took the golf club and waved it a few times in the air, not to mention that this thing is really quite handy, no wonder there are psychopaths who like to use this thing to explode other people's brains.

"Journalists are a profession of freedom and truth-seeking, and we have the right to know the truth in fact." In the end, the reporter still filmed everything, focusing on the threatening appearance of Qiao Shuya and the priest at this time.

"Which station are you a reporter for?"

“JBC。”

"That's it, no wonder it's ......," Qiao Shuya sighed.

JBC's favorite thing is to "label" events with lies, then make headlines that are shocking to the point of gimmick, and finally play with a good rhythm of the media out of context.

Qiao Shuya weighed the weight of the golf club in his hand, and then ......

"It's just you, they're called reporters!" Qiao Shuya hit the reporter on the stomach with a club, this time he collected a lot of force, probably only used no more than 5% of the force, and the passive additional damage could not be applied to the club, and the whole reporter turned into a soft-footed shrimp in an instant.

"Ahh Huh, ahhhh As the golf clubs went down one by one, the last reporter also left in a gloomy manner under Qiao Shuya's reasoning.

Sure enough, it is most important to convince people with virtue.

"Father, it's our turn now, since Mr. Kanemaru doesn't want to be decent, then let's make him decent." Hashiya put away his crooked golf club and looked at Mr. Kanemaru, who was cowering in the corner with a frightened face.

"Wait! You can't do that! I want to see a lawyer, I want to see a judge! Priest don't, don't! Yes!? ”

……

At this time, the reporter who escaped under the reason of the golf club in gray sloppiness vomited a mouthful of blood angrily, and there were even teeth mixed in it.

"Damn brute, even my dad hasn't beaten me like this, I'm going to expose them! These damned reckless men, damned executioners, stupid maggots who only know how to use force, I'm going to make them pay! Any evil will be brought to justice! The reporter was furious.

But fortunately, the camera just recorded the scene of the man's murder accurately, and even the footage of himself being beaten appeared in large numbers.

As long as he edited a little and pinched the head and tail, he was able to create an earth-shattering news!

He then copied the video to his phone, and soon a video of the "Watchman Beating Incident" that would spark the anger of countless netizens was made, and even the crudest version of it was enough to cause an uproar.

In fact, there are a large number of people on the Internet who are disgusted with violent organs, as long as they stir up emotions and package themselves as victims and watchmen as perpetrators, everything will be logical.

When the time comes, he will sell a lot, and he may even gain great popularity because of this, and even make his debut smoothly and start to bring goods or do live broadcasts, which is simply a perfect plan!

He believes that his sensitivity to heat will definitely become popular on the Internet!

So the reporter hurriedly uploaded the video with the title "Shocked, the watchman committed murder on the street in broad daylight, is it a distortion of human nature or a moral degradation?" What the hell is going on in this world" and upload.

The video was uploaded smoothly, and the corners of his mouth curled, and he could already think of the big news he made today, which detonated the heat of the whole network.

But the video was uploaded for less than a minute, and suddenly a window popped up.

"The video is suspected of violating the rules and has now been taken down."

Reporter: "??? ”

What the hell is going on? Free? Democracy?

He chose to send the video again, but this time it was a direct second.

He did not believe in evil and sent it again.

But at this time, an email appeared in his mailbox.

From: Ditunni

Content of the message: Lawyer's letter warning

Reporter: "??? ”

……

"Goo...... Kill me......"

"Bang bang, it seems that the holy water is not enough, continue to increase the dosage!" The priest smiled.

"Goo...... Kill me...... I really can't drink it...... Goo ......"

Qiao Shuya really needs to thank herself for letting Mrs. Kanemaru out just now, otherwise she will feel like a mother in front of Mrs. at this moment.

I don't know what the priest's confession is, but he fills people with holy water, and then slaps them twice, saying, "Are you sober?" ”

If others can answer seriously, it means that the holy water is not enough, continue to increase the dosage, and then slap it twice......

If you just listen to the sound, it makes you wonder if this is the new Nippori of a certain wrestler's PK.

It could be seen that Mr. Kanemaru really couldn't hold it anymore in the end, and then the priest said, "Okay, Mr. has successfully completed his confession, and you can start asking questions." ”

The priest clapped his hands, looking as if he had finished his work.

Qiao Shuya: "......"

This confession, Qiao Shuya thinks that it is estimated that it will have the same effect if he is an ordinary person who has been pouring real medicine into him...... Can this also be an association-certified competency......

"Father, you're not an ability anymore, and it is estimated that it will have a similar effect if you replace it with a truth spitting elixir......" Yuan Zhiai actually had the same idea as Qiao Shuya, and then complained directly.

"Don't ask, asking is the ability certified by the association, so let's start torturing the prisoner quickly......" The priest also said embarrassedly.

A few people no longer bothered about the priest's methods, and Qiao Shuya hurriedly asked Mr. Kanemaru: "This matter was done by a demon?" ”

And Mr. Kanemaru seemed to fall into a half-asleep state, crying bitterly and saying, "It's not ......"

"Are there any demons among you?"

"Nope."

"How much did you spend on 17,000 tons of grain?" Qiao Shuya asked suddenly.

"2 billion people...... Mr. Kanamaru said.

Qiao Shuya leaned back tactically, the market price of grain is 2 people a kilogram, and the estimated cost price of their large granary is lower, and then it cost 2 billion yuan, I don't know how many times more money was spent?

Where did the injustice come from?

"Where's the money?"

"Bought food......

"Got food?"

"No ......"

"What about surveillance?"

"Damaged ......"

"To whom?"

"I don't know......"

"Why do you say it's done by demons?" Qiao Shuya finally asked.

"Because the hole can't be filled, it's not made by alien demons, it's going to be made by alien demons......"

Hashia then asks other questions, but Mr. Kanemaru doesn't know anything until the end, and in the end he just tilts his head and seems to pass out.

Several people glanced at each other, and the other staff members knew less, but they already knew very clearly that there was no alien involvement in this incident, and it was purely a self-directed and self-staged performance by politicians.

Among them, they can't even reach such a high level as splashing dirty water, or even just simple greed, and the Kanimaru family doesn't know what bad luck has been poured on, and even these money and holes are not their own, but have to be handed over to the big people above.

Hashishu could only show sympathetic eyes, estimating that even if he didn't interfere in this matter, Mr. Kanemaru would probably be filled with cement and sink into Tokyo Bay.

Glancing at the priest, the matter had already come to light, and they didn't even need to follow up.

2 billion coins is an astronomical amount for those of them who have a side job, but in the whole of Tokyo, it is only to the extent that everyone in Tokyo can contribute hundreds of coins......

It doesn't seem like a small amount......

But for the entire 11 district government and even the association, this money is not money.

There is no suspense in this matter, Qiao Shuya just mentioned it to Uncle Li, and naturally the logistics department will come to deal with it.

Even, maybe the association will not be involved in this matter at all in the future, anyway, it has been confirmed that it has nothing to do with the alien demons, and even the grain did not go to the port warehouse at all, not to mention that a series of incidents such as theft later are fake.

Qiao Shuya directly lost interest and went back to their respective homes, leaving only Detective Twilight alone to deal with the follow-up.

After greeting Detective Twilight for a while, Hashishu and Genji Ai left directly in a jeep.

Priest: "??? ”

"I haven't gotten in the car yet! Give me a ride! I haven't gotten in the car yet! ”

The priest shouted at the jeep in the distance.

And Qiao Shuya just raised a middle finger.

Let the priest take a taxi by himself, and he had nothing to do with the demons for a long time, so he ran for nothing.

Along the way, Gen Zhiai asked: "Shijiang, I once saw a report that said that the number of deaths and disappearances in Tokyo exceeded 110,000 in a year, and nearly 10,000 of them were cases of unnatural deaths and disappearances......

"And most of the 10,000 people who died unnaturally were marked as dying from alien events, and I wondered, how many of them were actually killed by alien events, and how many were killed by alien events?"

The jeep drove slowly through the port of Tokyo.

Qiao Shuya can't answer this question, just like today's granary theft case, it has nothing to do with the alien demons, and even the 17,000 tons of grain are fake, and the freighter didn't bring so many things over at all.

As for the Metropolitan Police Department in Tokyo? No matter how outrageous Qiao Shuya is, he won't feel that there is a problem, after all, 17 shots in the back can be recognized as suicide, and the corpse can be recognized as suicide if it is hung several meters high on a tree with a belt.

Perhaps for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, as long as the case you can't find is either written as suicide or died in a demonic disaster, there is always a suitable one for you.

The alien demon is a good brick, and it can be moved wherever it is needed, and everything is a plot of the alien demon anyway.

"Who knows?" Qiao Shuya sighed.

It is no wonder that even the natives of District 11 do not trust their Metropolitan Police Department and the government, but believe more in the Watchmen's Association sent by the People's Federation, and the association is only equivalent to a United Nations peacekeeping office, no matter how you put it.

After all, the association has no interests with the local community, and although most of the watchmen are locals, the real high-level members of the association must be people from the upper five permanent members, or locals who have returned from the upper five permanent training.

This matter may only need tomorrow to become the focus of heated discussions on the whole network again, and Qiao Shuya can even imagine what kind of work those idle and bored high school students can do from this.

However, he has already escaped.

He took out his mobile phone and flipped through the group messages, at this time period, the group had already begun to fry, and it was the priest who sent the cause and effect of this case, which was equivalent to an advertisement for Qiao Shuya.

After all, Qiao Shuya's personality business card still has the signature of "chasing and killing alien demons" on it, and he also hopes that his colleagues will come to him when they encounter news of alien demons, as long as it is not this kind of oolong that appeared today.

Keqing (Bridge): A group of watchmen, who are diligently chasing and killing alien demons every day, and any news of alien demons can be contacted directly.

He sent another message like this, which drew a crowd to repeat it.

There are many people in the group that he knows, who have been on missions together, who have worked together, and there are also many guys he doesn't know, who may be in charge of other areas of Tokyo, or they may be relatively low-key guys.

At present, there should be no other watchman in Shinjuku Ward, as if he has unknowingly become the watchman in charge of Shinjuku Ward.

Qiao Shuya sighed.

And Yuan Zhiai looked at Qiao Shuya, who kept playing with his mobile phone, and said, "Master, today is the Prayer Festival, do you have any wishes?" ”

"Prayer for the Heavens?" Qiao Shuya is not very familiar with the local festivals in District 11, and his adoptive mother is not a native of District 11, and she is also a mixed-race, so she basically doesn't spend much time on festivals here.

"What is this holiday for?" Qiao Shuya wondered.

"In ancient times, it was a festival to pray for the gods and pray for one's future wishes, which usually began on the last day of summer, and today is exactly the case." Yuan Zhiai said.

"Wish?" Qiao Shuya thought about it, did he have any wishes.

"I hope that a few demons will descend from the sky to make me passive, and my hands are itchy......" Hashia prayed.

"Sting!"

The jeep braked suddenly, and Qiao Shuya almost hit the glass in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Shuya asked.

"There's a neurotic in front of you!" Yuan Zhi loves to scold and scold, and seems to be ready to get out of the car theory.

And at this time, Qiao Shuya's hero template moved, and the strange demon reaction was detected......

(End of chapter)