Reborn Tokyo Extradition

Chapter 218 Whether it's a ghoul or a human
The night is the home of the day.

The father who came back from work happily ate dinner with his family. After the meal, the night gradually darkened. The father told the child a story, and the child fell asleep peacefully in the bed. The mother sorted out the last housework of the day and looked at herself with a smile Her husband gently pulled the quilt up.

It should be so, it has always been so, and it has been so since the existence of Sandalwood Village.

However, tonight, all the noise broke everything.

The lights illuminated one house after another, and hundreds of young men rushed towards the big castle in the village clearing.More men rushed into one house after another.

It's been three months.

For three months, people died every day, and the whole village was surrounded by an atmosphere of terror and fear.

And in this week, the number of deaths has increased by dozens, even last night, and hundreds of people died.

People died in nearly every family, and one after another, there wasn't even time to grieve for loved ones.

Everyone is worried about whether they will die tomorrow.
Terror and fear are suppressing everyone's heart, and when they are suppressed to the extreme, they will become anger hidden in the heart that cannot be vented, and this anger is a barrel of explosives in everyone's heart.

In the end, as long as there is a fuse, there must be an outlet for catharsis, and this barrel of explosives will explode and break the shackles of people's hearts
……

"Doctor Miyahara said that ghouls cannot see sunlight and prefer dark places, so they are likely to hide in some corners and underground, so look for them carefully!"

The man whose surname is Longchuan shouted loudly, and rushed into the courtyard where the whole family had died a week ago.

……

"Ghoul! It's a ghoul! I know him! He died last week!"

A man sees ghouls in the compound.

"Smash his head!"

"Wait a minute! He's my friend!"

"He's a ghoul now!"

"Mr. Longchuan! Please let me go. I didn't kill your wife and children. It was Xiaoluo. It was Xiaoluo. Mr. Longchuan."

"Shut up! It's you who ruined the village! Ruined my home!"

The man surnamed Long Chuan pulled out the man who was hiding in a dilapidated house, and inserted the wooden awl into his heart fiercely.

"Don't hurt my child. I beg you. My husband is dead. Now Xiaoxia finally came back. I beg you to let him go."

On the road in the village, a mother hugged her child tightly, and the sound of crying echoed in the night, which was no longer night.

"Mother. Don't Mother"

"Xiao Xia. What are you going to do? He is not a ghoul! He is my child. Xiao Xia"

Several adult men took the young mother away, and the child who had been dead for a week was pulled out of the mother's arms.

"Xiao Xia! Don't!"

"boom!"

A stout man swung a baseball bat and slammed it on the boy's head.
"Mr. Chuan, please let me go. Didn't you confess your love to me in the first year of high school? But there is a reason why I didn't agree. In fact, I have always liked Mr. Chuan."

In the forest to the east of Sandalwood Village, a high school boy who was looking for ghouls separately met a female classmate of his class.

The man named Chuan pointed at him with a fruit knife, his hands trembling constantly:

"Xiaoying, you are no longer human."

"But I'm still Xiaoying. I'm still the Xiaoying you like."

Sensing the slack in his mind, the girl walked towards him step by step.

"Chuan Jun, I like you"

The boy named Chuan still tremblingly put down the knife in his hand, Xiaoying stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck tightly.

"Mr. Chuan, I like you, I have always liked you"

The girl opened her mouth and bit her sharp teeth into his neck
"Teacher Fuji, please don't embarrass us."

"This is my home, and I have always lived in my home alone, without anyone else!"

In an ordinary rural courtyard near Sandalwood Village Middle School, a young teacher stood guard in front of the door.

And behind the door, in the living room, a table of meals that had already been cooked was already slightly cold, and a girl was shivering with her back leaning against the room.

There were all people outside, and she couldn't leave even through the windows. The girl thought about hiding in the closet or under the bed, but when she heard the voice of her teacher confronting the villagers, the girl didn't do that. Worried, worried that my teacher will have an accident because of me.

"Teacher Fuji, we respect you, and please don't make things difficult for us."

"There's no one in my room!"

"No one! But there are ghouls! Someone saw Xiao Qin, who had already died, walk into your house tonight! If not, please let us go in and check!"

"Teacher Fuji! My child was killed by a ghoul! You have always been alone and cannot feel the pain of losing a loved one, Teacher Fuji! Please step aside!"

"boom!"

The sound of a body falling violently to the ground was heard outside the door.
"teacher!"

The girl didn't want to face her teacher alone anymore, so she opened the door and rushed out.

"Changzhou door! Come out! Changzhou door!"

"Forget it, maybe the village chief doesn't know about the ghoul."

"I don't know? Isn't it that Changzhou Fei wants to develop some kind of tourism industry? And those people are not invited by him? Would he not know? Are you kidding me?!"

"That's right! If it wasn't for Changzhou Fei! How could those people come to our village, and how could my wife die!"

"Changzhou door! Come out for me!"

In the end, the gate of Changzhou's family was trampled on, and the iron gate, which was not considered too strong, was slammed on the ground, and the sound spread throughout the courtyard.

The sound of turning things over, throwing things, and even smashing things spread into the courtyard.

In the backyard, under the tightly locked cellar, Echizen Haruki held a hoe tightly and stared at the trampling from the cellar. Echizen Haruki swallowed, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

On the high platform in the village, Miyahara Kazuya hugged the woman in his arms tightly.

In her arms, she has closed her eyes.
His red eyes were bloodshot, his hands were trembling, and his teeth were clenched, as if they were about to crush each other.

"Mr. Yitiao, it's ironic, isn't it?"

Raising his head, looking at a sakaki standing in front of him with his back turned to him, the man said in a trembling tone.

"Yeah. So ironic"

Clutching Onikiri tightly in his hand, Ichisakaki walked away step by step.

"Whether it's a ghoul or a human, it's all so ironic."

Under the moonlight, the black Onikiri shone with the clear brilliance of the moonlight. Not only the knife holder but also the knife itself trembled in resonance, like the neighing of ghosts and gods.

(End of this chapter)