Toru Amuro and Hikaru Midorikawa stepped out of the flames and looked at Koizumi Hongko, who was confronting Mochizuki.

They've encrypted her identity, but the girl herself is a powder keg, and there's no guarantee that she won't do the same thing to anyone else next time.

Especially the self-reporting of the family's problems as soon as the fight starts, this kind of secondary two behavior makes it difficult for the two to continue their work.

The two of them looked at Mochizuki with some concern, it was best to end this matter, it would be very troublesome for either the above or the organization to know.

The lights around Shibuya came on again, completely obscuring Koizumi Hongko's carefully prepared formation, and the scythe in her hand, which symbolized the identity of a witch, began to disappear.

The humiliation of defeat burst out from all over his body, gradually eating away at Hongzi's heart, and his originally bright eyes were also covered with a layer of mist.

"No, witches can't cry!"

Koizumi Hongzi blinked, clenched her hands, and stared at Mochizuki stubbornly.

"No one wants you to cry, but you have to accept that you don't bully ordinary people with your magic anymore, and don't take people's lives at every turn."

"Can you do it?"

Mochizuki slapped the fan in her hand, not only did Midorikawa Hikaru find it difficult, but she herself was also very difficult, and the supernatural incident processing department was specialized in this.

If this little witch's values can't be brought back, she will only be able to clean up the mess behind the other party's ass in the future, and it will be miserable to think about it.

"Mortals are ants, and they are only worthy of worshipping the divine power of the witch."

The little girl stiffened her neck and replied quite decisively.

"Then believe it or not, I can kill you as an ant."

Mochizuki glared, and the white snow that was originally covered in the formation began to be windless and automatic, twisting into a whirlpool and rushing towards the other party.

After a while, the kung fu froze on Koizumi Hongzi's body, and the cold air continued to erode her consciousness along her clothes.

Koizumi Hongzi finally experienced the power of a magic attack, and compared to her flames, the cold aura attached to her body was even more tricky.

Obviously there was nothing physically going on, but she felt like she was going to die soon.

"Hello?"

Amuro looked at Koizumi Hongko, who had lost his blood color in an instant, and looked at Mochizuki with some puzzlement.

If he remembered correctly, Mochizuki had said before that she wouldn't kill people with her special abilities in this world.

"It's just a scare!"

The little girl's psychological quality is not good, she just hinted to her in her heart that the cold aura added to her body was not half as powerful as the flame she released.

It's also a body tempered by magic, and even this can't be stopped, and he still calls himself a god, and he doesn't know who gave him the courage.

"Do you listen or not?"

Mochizuki looked at Koizumi Hongzi, who only had one head leaking outside, and asked in a vicious voice.

"Hmph."

The witch turned her neck awkwardly and answered vaguely.

It's obviously the side begging for mercy, and the posture he puts on is even tougher than Mochizuki's.

If it weren't for her status as a minor, Mochizuki would have to give her a good look.

casually threw a talisman to make a mark on her, Mochizuki was relieved, and untied the person, this unlucky child, next time he will definitely sneer at others.

"Tomorrow, bring all the people in your family who know magic to the Metropolitan Police Department to file a record, and if you dare to release my pigeon, you will die."

Mochizuki took out a business card from his arms and threw it over, preventing the danger in the cradle, as long as this group of people prepared the case, she could find it if they committed crimes in the future.

"Mr. Shibuyani, the liquid bombs have all been neutralized, what else do you have to order?"

Kazami Yuya originally stayed in the Building of Light to direct the work, but after working for a long time, the boss who was originally staying in the encirclement was gone.

He had no choice but to call the other party and ask for instructions.

"Grab the camera and take a trip to the top floor."

Toru Amuro was not ambiguous, so that he did not feel distressed at all when he aroused his subordinates, and he assigned a difficult task to Yuya Kazami, who was overloaded with overtime.

The little witch saw that Mochizuki didn't care about her and disappeared in front of her, but the formation on the building could still be seen faintly.

Amuro felt the need to check it thoroughly, and maybe he could find out what materials the other party used to draw the formation.

"Don't you mind?"

Hikaru Midorikawa watched his young tame fall into fanatical mode, and he had no intention of stopping it, but instead asked Mochizuki's opinion.

"That's your business, why should I mind, but I'll give you a friendly reminder."

"Don't see anything in your mouth, in case it's a species you can't imagine!"

Mochizuki covered his mouth and looked at Amuro with a wicked smile, this guy not only touched those red liquids with his fingers, but even planned to send them to his mouth.

The things used by the shrine maiden are either animal claws, eyes, or hair, and the lightest taste is tears, which she will not be able to eat for the next half a year if she is stuffed into her mouth.

"Hah!"

Midorikawa Hikaru, who understood the situation, changed his face greatly, and pressed Amuro's fingers that were about to move, zero life is life, and he still has to take care of it when necessary.

Kazami Yuya hurried over with his equipment, only to find the boss leaning against the fence with a constipated face, holding a handkerchief in his left hand, and was inflicting a devastating blow on his right index finger.

"Mr. Shibuyani?"

"Immediately get the flush pipe from downstairs, no, let's just get the pump!"

Toru Amuro threw the handkerchief into the trash can and looked at Kazami with a serious face.

"Huh?"

Kazami Yu was also dumbfounded, what about the photographic equipment, he just carried it from the eighth floor.

Mochizuki snorted and laughed, if you don't want to be so ruthless, I was ready to study it just now, and the policy of humanitarian destruction will be implemented at this time.

Isn't it just that I almost ate it by mistake, it's not a shame.

"Right now!"

Hearing Mochizuki's laughter, Amuro narrowed his eyes, his whole person was about to merge with the night, and everyone could see the substantial killing intent from him.

"Okay, let's take a camera first and then clean the entire floor!"

The things that Mochizuki read were not accessible to them at all, and after collecting these disgusting liquids, they couldn't find the ingredients and specimens for comparison, so they just washed them away.

"Hey!"

Kazami Yu also glanced at several leaders on the top floor, and decisively chose to obey the most emotionally stable police officer.

Pick up the phone and start shaking people, this kind of big project, he has to do it alone.

"I'm going back!"

Mochizuki shook her head, there was nowhere to see the excitement, she had better go home and sleep, there were still a lot of things to deal with in the supernatural event processing department tomorrow.

The three of them put their hands in their pockets, leaving down the wind and seeing Yuya alone, they experienced the desolation and loneliness of the rooftop.

(End of chapter)