Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

"Does it make any difference?"

Lina tilted her head in doubt.

Zheng Yi smiled and nodded: "Yes, in the eyes of exorcists, there is a big difference between the two."

"Although most monsters are dangerous to a certain extent, there are also some monsters that are not malicious to humans. Oftentimes, the biggest bad thing they do is to play tricks on lost people and scare them. Sometimes they even They will protect the human beings in the land where they live. Youkai like this are occasionally enshrined as mountain gods or land gods."

"To deal with this kind of monsters, Ida Jinglong will often only teach them a lesson, so that they will stop harassing people, and will not really take their lives."

"Obik is in this category."

"As for monsters, they are bad guys like Su Nagui that everyone is familiar with."

Zong Fang frowned: "But this time Obick did attack humans."

"This is also what I find strange."

Zheng Yi clasped his hands and pressed his chin: "It's not that simple to change from a monster to a monster. If Obick really becomes a monster, then there is no reason for that young man to come back alive."

"But it turned out that he came back alive, but in terms of how frightened he was, Obike's behavior was far beyond the level of mischief."

"Don't think that monsters don't know what to do. Think about it carefully. At least Obike has lived in Yanye's land for more than a hundred years. He has watched Yanye's people grow old, sick and die generation after generation."

"The years he has experienced are longer than everyone present here."

Daegu, who had been looking thoughtful since the beginning of the meeting, raised his head.

"Sure enough, Zheng Yi, you also think that Obike has a purpose in bringing that young man back, right?"

"Purpose?"

Xincheng blankly looked at Zheng Yi and Dagu whose eyes met each other.

"Yes, I think Obick should have some kind of purpose for doing this, and it's definitely not a pure prank. It's just that there are too few clues at this stage, and I don't know what his real purpose is."

After listening to Zheng Yi and Dagu's words, everyone fell into a brief silence.

Jujian Hui looked around at everyone's expressions, and lowered his arms.

"No matter what Obic's purpose is, as long as the true face of Obic can be found out, this mystery can be solved. Starting tonight, everyone will go to Yanye to patrol. In a group, if justice—"

Hori and Xincheng raised their right hands slightly at the same time, and noticed each other's small movements at the same time. They each glared at each other and just about to say something, the little brother Mora, who was leaning on Zheng Yi, suddenly groaned.

The little guy grabbed Zheng Yi's team uniform jacket tightly.

Intermediary Hui smiled.

"Justice and Gomora are a team as a support team. Once other people find traces of Obic, notify Justice immediately."

"Will it work, Justice?"

"I'll do my best."

"What about the rest?"

Dagu and Lina naturally had no objections.

As for Horei and Xincheng, they opened their mouths, stopped for a moment, then glanced at each other, and finally gave a dejected response.

"clear."

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The night on Yanye Street was not originally deserted, but with the rumors about Obic that began to appear three months ago, coupled with the appearance of the No.1 victim yesterday and the warning issued by TPC during the day today, Yanye Street The night now seems quite quiet.

Under the monotonous street lights, the deserted streets and alleys reveal a dead silence that seems to swallow people.

"It's really spooky."

Horii held the flashlight in his hand and turned his body from time to time.

Xincheng, who was a little ahead of him, suddenly froze when he heard the words, and then turned his face subtly: "Can you stop talking suddenly!"

While saying this, he was still clutching his flashlight tightly, his eyes scanning the surroundings back and forth.

After a long while, Xincheng suddenly stopped in his tracks: "Jijing? Hello? Huijing?"

He didn't look back, just looked around nervously, calling Hori's name.

Suddenly, a hand patted Xincheng's shoulder, and Xincheng's whole body shook, twisting his face as if he was engaged in some kind of fierce ideological struggle.

Just as he was about to make a move, Horii's round face came around him and appeared in his field of vision.

"...If you are here, you can talk!"

"No, it was you who told me not to speak suddenly, and now you are the one who asked me to speak again, why did you become so troublesome all of a sudden?"

Horei rolled his eyes: "If I knew it earlier, I would have gone with Zhengyi."

"This is my line!"

Xincheng turned his face away: "I should have asked Lao Zheng for some spells..."

Horei only heard Xincheng muttering but couldn't hear the content clearly. Before he could ask any more questions, the wireless of the two of them rang.

It is Zongfang.

"How's it going?"

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"Here is justice, there is no abnormality."

Replying softly to Zong Fang in the earphones, Zheng Yi in casual clothes held Gomora with one hand and a slender black cloth bag with the other.

He looked at the street about a dozen steps away, where there was a soba noodle stand, with a little light shining out of a dark corner.

Like a candle that attracts moths in the dark.

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Chapter 96: That is the village in my memory

Patrolling at night, but wearing casual clothes, this is not Zheng Yi and Gomora's foolishness, but Zong Fang's tactics.

Regardless of whether Obick knew about the Victory Team or not, it must have been very eye-catching to see several people wearing exactly the same special clothes walking around in full armor at night.

And at this time, it is obviously easier and less risky to choose to attack an ordinary young man with a little girl than to attack these special personnel.

In other words, Zheng Yi and Gomora are actually bait.

"Hiss... I didn't expect there to be soba noodle stalls here."

Holding Gomora by the hand, Zheng Yi opened the nostalgic curtain, and for a while, the hot steam from the pot rushed towards his face under the warm yellow light, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time seemed to dispel the coldness of the night.

Inside the stall, a middle-aged boss in a pure white shirt stood there.

Seeing Zheng Yi coming in, he first showed a kind smile, but when his eyes fell on Gomora, he paused slightly.

"Hello."

"Ah, hello."

Hearing Zheng Yi's voice, the boss turned his gaze back and beckoned him to sit down with Gomora.

The stall is not too big, and two people can actually sit under the warm curtain, one on the left, one on the right, one large and one small, occupying a circle.

"What would you like to eat?"

"What are you best at?"

"Of course it's soba noodles!"

The boss said with a smile: "Although my stall is not big, I am still very confident in soy sauce soba noodles."

"Then two bowls of soba noodles with soy sauce, please."

"okay."

The boss responded, bent down and took out soba noodles for two, and began to operate with ease.

Zheng Yi put the slender black cloth bag in his hand against the edge of the stage, while Gomora sat down and pulled the edge of the stage, dangling his legs on a somewhat high chair, staring straight at the boss The soba noodles in his hand seemed to be thinking about how delicious this thing is.

Both of them were very quiet and didn't intend to disturb the boss.

And the boss's hands are not slow.His gaze fell on the black cloth bag that Zheng Yi put down without a trace.

The material of the cloth bag can be seen to be very strong, and the style is quite simple, except for the word [justice] embroidered with red thread at the bottom, there are no other patterns.

[This is... a knife? 】

Boss, no, it should be said that Obic's line of sight sank slightly along the surface of the cloth bag. Hundreds of years of experience allowed him to see the contents of this simple cloth bag at a glance.

This made him a little surprised. Even if he doesn't like the modern environment very much, he knows that it is no longer the era when samurai can carry swords and soldiers to the streets. Swords, even wooden knives are relatively rare.

Not to mention, it was this kind of real guy who was heavy and sharp from the inside out.

Obic was sure that this was not only the real thing, but also a rare treasured sword.

only……

He looked at Zheng Yi, and then at Gomora.

A young man with a little girl is holding a treasured sword. A hundred years ago, he might think that this is a young swordsman eloping with a rich lady, or a young guard leading his own lady. Come experience life.

It's not that he was thinking wildly, it's that the two little guys in front of him are too unique.

The young man is bright and gentle, but faintly exuding a profound spirit, Obik thinks that he has seen all kinds of people after living for so many years, and there may be very few people who are equal to the young man in this spirit.

The little girl looked like she had never seen the world, her innocence and exuberant curiosity were not false at all.

For no reason, he had a subtle sense of identification with the strange pair in front of him.

Perhaps it is because I feel that the big and the small are just like myself, an overly stubborn reef left behind in the tide of the times.

Maybe it was the real one that reminded him of some distant days in a trance.

Maybe... Maybe it's just because of the little girl next to her who doesn't know much about the world.

Obic decided to change his target.

There were hardly any people on the street tonight, except for those inspectors with rather unique clothes. After searching for a long time, there was only this pair.