I Became a God in Tokyo

　　 Setagaya Ward.

　　 In front of a luxurious single-family villa.

　　 Bai Mujun, who had just walked out of the subway station, saw from a distance the separation belt pulled by the roadside, standing in a row with Yan Yanshi, the supernatural Sixth Class police officer who blocked the sight of pedestrians.

　　 "Shiramu priest, here."

　　 Behind everyone, the Yamato police department with a black suit and well-developed pectoral muscles quietly waved.

　　 The police officers tacitly separated to the two sides, revealing a small slit for one person to pass through, and closed again after Shiraki Jun passed.

　　 The two walked towards the villa.

　　 "Thank you for a trip to the priest Shiraki." The Yamato police department said as he walked, "Master Yuchuan should have been responsible for this incident, but the abbot of Leiming Temple said that Master Yuchuan was unwell and could not come.

　　 "However, Master Yuchuan mentioned to me before that if you encounter a difficult case, you can contact the priest Shiraki."

　　 Shiraki Jun nodded.

　　 This is no wonder.

　　 After a busy night last night, Yu Chuan Sang is not like himself, can recover by mana, now he should be resting in the temple.

　　 Speaking of it this way, I can be regarded as robbing Yu Chuan-sang's commission again.

　　 I feel a little used to it.

　　 He immediately smiled and said, "The Yamato Police Department is polite. It is what I should do to contribute to Tokyo."

　　 "Also, Yamato Police Department, are you uncomfortable in any way?"

　　 Shiraki Jun looked at the slightly pale complexion of the Yamato Police Department, somewhat puzzled.

　　 "Ahem, it's all right."

　　 Yamato Police Department smiled reluctantly, a little embarrassed

　　 "I just didn't expect to see that kind of thing early in the morning, I didn't prepare for it."

　　 "In the Sixth Class of Spirituality, I really can't relax for a moment."

　　 As if remembering something, the Yamato Police Department shuddered and exhorted.

　　 "Prince Shiraki, you have to be mentally prepared later."

　　 Shiraki Jun nodded.

　　 While talking, the two have already passed through the courtyard of the villa.

　　 "Prince Shiraki, this is where the dead were found." The Yamato Police Department pointed forward.

　　 Shiraki Jun looked up.

　　 The door of the villa was open, and a thin white cloth was spread over the entrance hallway.

　　 Logically speaking, the one covered underneath should be the victim's body.

　　 can...

　　 The bulge under the white cloth, only the shape of the head can be seen.

　　 Where's the body?

　　 Shiraki Jun's footsteps stopped.

　　 subconsciously opened the second sea of ​​law.

Under the perspective of 　　, the face under the white cloth has been seen.

　　 His youthful appearance was completely stiff at the moment of death.

　　 The horrified expression in his eyes, the lips that were still not closed.

　　 It is hard to imagine how terrifying things she saw at the time.

　　 But the horror is not here.

　　 is the rest.

　　 Below the head, although all parts are intact, it is completely deflated and laid on the solid wood floor.

　　 Everything in the body seems to have drained away from the body.

　　 Seeing this tragic situation, Shiraki Jun was slightly unbearable.

　　 retracted his gaze, and silently recited a prayer in his heart.

Of course, the Yamato police department beside 　　 didn't know that Bai Mujun had already passed through the perspective angle to see everything clearly.

　　 He took the clip, carefully lifted the corner of the white cloth, and motioned for Shiraki Jun to take a closer look.

　　 After Bai Mujun signaled that he was okay, he quickly put it down and returned to Bai Mujun.

　　 "The priest Shiraki, the name of the deceased was Mayumi Fujisaka, a student of Hidenoin Academy..."

　　 Speaking of this, the Yamato Police Department suddenly remembered something and tentatively said.

　　 "By the way, the priest Shiraki is also going to school in Xiujiin? Do you know him?"

　　 Shiraki Jun shook his head and said: "Perhaps there was a fate, but there is no communication."

　　 Although the tone was calm, the Yamato Police Department looked at Shiraki Jun's frowning brows, and he understood something in his heart.

　　 The classmates around him were persecuted by spirits, and the priest Shirai must be very sad.

　　 just try to restrain it.

　　 But one yard is one yard, the Yamato Police Department can only cough twice and continue to speak downward.

　　 "The rest of the organs in the body of the deceased, including the bones, have all disappeared from the body."

　　 "But the strange thing is that not only was there no wounds on the deceased, there was no blood on the scene."

　　 "So the guys in the search class speculated that some kind of supernatural power was at work, and they contacted us in the Sixth Class of Supernatural."

　　 Listening to what the Yamato Police Department said, Shiraki Jun's gaze returned to the white cloth in front of him.

Under the perspective of 　　, many yin-qi remnants gradually appeared on Mayumi Fujisana's body.

　　 A series of hideous crawling marks, densely filled every inch of the body.

　　 seems to have been crushed over and over by something.

　　 eventually led to death.

　　 Shiraki Jun is almost certain that this is not the work of a monster.

　　 Because of the scene, there was a very strong yin air.

　　 is obviously a sign of ghost activity.

　　 Yamato Police Department paused, his face solemn.

　　 "Furthermore, there were three such homicides in Setagaya Ward last night."

　　 "The dead are all dead in the same way, and their bodies are completely removed..."

　　 "Yamato Police Department, should there be any connection between these dead people?" Bai Mujun asked suddenly.

　　 Yamato Police Department nodded: "As the priest Shiraki said, the other two dead are classmates of Mayumi Fujisaka."

　　 "And there may be more than three victims, but four."

　　 "We unlocked the victim's mobile phone and found that there were many pictures and videos of the three deceased appearing at the same time."

　　 "But most of the content involved is related to a classmate named Yuko Ishigami in their class."

　　 "According to our speculation, the three persons headed by Mayumi Fujisaka have committed long-term physical and mental abuse to Yuko Ishigami, which is the so-called school violence."

　　 "Speaking of which, she is quite pitiful." The Yamato Police Department sighed.

　　 Shiraki Jun is silent.

　　 Due to the lack of adequate supervision, this kind of thing is also common in neon.

　　Even members of the neon royal family have encountered it in school.

　　 Xiujiin is not a paradise either.

　　Although the students are from good backgrounds, there is still a gap.

　　 Under the evil thoughts of some people, this tragedy finally happened.

　　 "We have contacted Yuko Ishigami's family, but..."

　　 "Ishigami Yuko was reported missing by his family two days ago."

　　 The Yamato Police Department had a pause, and said cautiously.

　　 "Priest Shiraki, is it possible that Yuko Ishigami has become...that, came back for revenge?"

　　 Shiraki Jun pondered for a while.

　　 If you are making a movie, then according to the plot, it should be this trend.

　　 Ishigami Yuko turns into an evil spirit and takes revenge on Mayumi Fujisana.

　　 But reality is not a movie.

　　A ghost is not a cat girl either.

　　 Say that change can change.

　　 In fact, this reaction process from human to spirit, even at the current level of Shintoism, no one can study it clearly.

　　 Only some reaction conditions are clear.

　　 The more resentful, the heavier the anger, the deeper the obsession, the higher the probability of becoming a spirit ghost.

　　 As for other conditions...

　　 At present, it can only be supplemented by the brain.

　　 Shiraki Jun thought.

　　 If you have time in the future, you can study this question.

　　 Besides, even if Yuko Ishigami does become a ghost, there should only be some basic ghost instincts left.

　　 can still come to seek revenge, targeted crime?

　　 How can you be so smart!

　　 If so powerful, what do you want the police to do?

　　 Shiraki Jun frowned, thinking that this matter must be strange.

　　 he thought.

　　 "These things may only be known after they reappear."

　　 "But the Yamato Police Department can rest assured that it has already locked this yin energy just now, as long as it appears, it will immediately rush away."

Ok?

　　 Locked?

　　 Is this any Shinto terminology?

　　 Yamato Police Department is a little confused.

　　 But since he was recommended by Master Yuchuan, he could only choose to believe it.

　　 He nodded immediately and said, "Then please refer to the priest Shiraki."

　　 Shiraki Jun raised his head and glanced at the sun hanging in the sky.

　　 It's still noon right now.

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　　 If you want to wait for it to appear, at least you have to wait until after nightfall.

　　......

　　 Night falls.

　　 Tokyo, Suginami District.

　　 "Uh-huh~"

　　 Kunou Rena, who had just taken a shower, was wrapped in a bath towel and stood in front of the bathroom mirror.

　　 is holding the hair dryer, blowing gently on the hair that has not yet dried.

　　 A drop of water was blown, followed the smooth skin, and jumped over a thrilling arc.

　　 After blowing her hair, Kunou Rena did not leave immediately, but frowned and stared at herself in the mirror.

　　 After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 In the mirror, I always look like myself.

　　 It seems that that day, it was really my own illusion.

　　That is also true, how can there be monsters in this world...

　　 She just turned around and went back to her room.

　　 "Boom, boom..."

　　 At the entrance, a few knocks suddenly sounded.

　　 Kunou Rena just remembered now.

　　 Her mother called her before and said that she might be back tonight.

　　 It seems that I forgot to bring the key again.

　　 Really, so careless...

　　 "Boom, boom..."

　　 The knock on the door continued.

　　 "Come here!"

　　 Kunou Rena responded, hung the hair dryer back on the hanger, and then walked to the door.

　　 hasn't waited for her to come to the door.

　　 Outside the door, suddenly there was a scalp-numbing creak.

　　 is like the sound of tooth roots clenching together and desperately rubbing.

　　 In the quiet night, it was very clear.

　　 "Don't... open the door..."