Invincible I want a dream

"... At nine o'clock this morning, the police received a report and found a corpse in the lower reaches of the Edogawa River. The identity of the corpse is currently being traced. It is known to be a male. If you have any clues, please report to the police. To ensure safety, citizens please Go out cautiously and pay attention to the whereabouts of suspicious people.”

Wakaka Kazuo pressed the pause button, and his immediate superior, the serious and cold-faced Mr. Bai Kifune Taro, looked over with reproachful eyes, and warned his subordinates who swiped their phones during work.

He rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and in order not to let the little joke about being laid off become a reality, he forced himself to bring his attention back to work.

It's just that he is really jumpy by nature. After calculating the data for a while, he couldn't help but secretly observe the surroundings.

It was at this time that Togo Sarina came in. She was the only woman in the well. As the deputy of the head of the department, she was calm and capable, showing a rare panic expression.

Ruolu Kazuo's ears became straighter, he really wanted to know what Dongxiang Sarina said to Chief Baigui, this man actually showed the same shocked expression, but unfortunately, he didn't hear anything.

After making a few phone calls, Baigui Funataro gathered several staff members of the well, and Togo Sarina stood beside him, both of them looked equally serious.

"'The Collector' has been found."

What a great news.

Wakaka Kazuo originally wanted to say that, last night they found out the identity of Izumi Chisato - Sakaido or Ming Piaoqiu was responsible for it, but he really didn't want to mention again that he was not as professional as an amateur.

As soon as the exact information was obtained, the foreign affairs analyst immediately dispatched to hunt down the target.

Although it is indeed a bit slow to catch it now, it shouldn't be like this.

He stared at the room chief curiously, waiting for his explanation.

"We found his body, by the Edogawa River." He said while releasing the projection.

Everyone's eyes were firmly attracted by that photo, and the strange dead body on it made them gasp.

After working in the well for so long, the people who deal with them are some extremely perverted serial killers. They have seen countless pictures of miserable victims' corpses, and they have also penetrated into the most miserable consciousness world of criminals, but weird things like this The way of death still sends chills down the spine of them who have experienced many battles.

Cold sweat ran down his cheeks, Ruolu Kazuo couldn't help but think about who, or what kind of creature would kill Quan Qianli in this way.

...I always feel that the materialist worldview has been shaken.

"Although this criminal has not committed the second case for the time being—maybe we haven't discovered it yet, but the above has decided to establish a relevant criminal file, which is currently tentatively named 'vampire'. What we have to do is to fully cooperate and use Wang Xiangnv was the first to figure out his identity. The Foreign Affairs Analyst is already trying his best to find his killing intent particles."

"Ruolu, Yuer, Baiyue, retrieve the well from Quanqianli, I need the identities of everyone in it, and find out all the doubts."

"Guofu, go to the forensic room and reference room to get some documents."

"Dongxiang, come with me to meet 'Detective' and bring all the information."

"Yes."

In response, all the staff at the well end began to operate at high speed.

Chuanping Yushi was sitting in the library. He was wearing closed-back headphones. Apart from listening to music, the most important function was to tell others "I am enjoying the time alone, please do not disturb."

Generally speaking, this trick is quite easy to use.

Those girls who are about to move - and a small number of teenagers - will consciously watch from a distance in order to create a good image.

Thanks to sufficient funds, the library of Xiuzhiyuan College has a very rich collection of books, which can fully meet the preferences of students for their all-round development.

For example, Carlo Collodi's "Pinocchio" he is watching now is the original Italian version.The paper is yellow and looks quite old.

This is because he is currently teaching himself Italian, and there is no significant reason for that, it is purely intended to travel to Italy - to get away from his roommate for a while for peace of mind - but does not want to hire a guide, or hope to meet Italian who can speak Japanese.

This book is not thick, and he read it quickly, which also shows that he has made great progress in Italian, at least enough to support him to communicate with pen and paper at that time, so as not to get lost in a foreign country.

After returning the book, Chuan Pingyu was walking back to the classroom, and the gossip of his classmates drifted into his ears.

"Have you heard? The police have withdrawn the reward for 'The Collector', and the murderer has been arrested."

"I've seen the news a long time ago. I also know he's dead."

"Really? Wasn't he just arrested today? The judicial process is so fast?"

"How is it possible. The attacker/policeman was probably shot dead. Do you remember my cousin? He works in the police station. He told me that his colleague brought back news of his death after going out for a trip."

"Deserves it. This kind of person deserves to die."

"Who said it wasn't. The Gu Chun Xingzi who was killed by him before is still my elementary school classmate. You don't even know how sad her mother is crying..."

"Collector" arrested and brought to justice?

The white-haired boy cast a glance at them, but didn't take it seriously.If Chika Fujiwara hadn't mentioned it yesterday, he wouldn't even care about who this person was, and it was even more impossible for him to be connected with the burglar that Dio was talking about.

The weekend came quickly, and Chuan Pingyu, who could have stayed at home, remembered the promised dinner and had to change out of his pajamas and go out.

Despite wearing a mask, the tall and elegant young man attracted a lot of attention.Especially in the sardine canned subway - he had seen such a sentence before, saying that sardine cans seemed to be created as a metaphor for Japanese subways, and at this moment he felt that it made sense.

But who made him forget the arrangement for a while, and only realized it when he saw the constant bullet boxes on ins.

In the future, even if it is to not take the subway, you must keep in mind all the invitations, and never rush the speed of life and death.

... If he didn't want to attract crowds, he really wanted to fly over.

Chuan Pingyu clung to the pole tightly, only feeling his head throbbing with pain, and when he saw the strangely shaped ugly creature entrenched in the upper left corner of the carriage, his unhappiness reached its peak.

However, before he could make a move, a blond man in a neat suit in the corner moved his finger, and as soon as the metal flashed, the monster tore apart and dissipated into the air.

The crowd on the subway didn't seem to realize anything.

After solving it, he withdrew his hand and raised his glasses. The glasses were not of an ordinary style, but more like goggles.

Chuan Pingyu met his eyes—probably—and soon lost sight of him, as if he didn't see anything, nothing happened in the car, and he was just a Muggle everywhere.

An old man in the world of conjuration, a former office worker, and now a hard-working office worker, Jianren Qihai's considerate eyes were covered under the lens.

Just for a moment, he felt like he was standing on his head and exposed to the beast, but it came and went quickly, like an illusion.

Hope it's really just neurotic.

He logically attributed it to the sequelae of shit's work, and reported the news that he encountered a curse spirit on the subway and successfully exorcised it.

Chuan Ping Yushi finally escaped from the crowded hell, his face under the mask was a little gloomy.

The agreed restaurant was not far from the subway entrance. He walked in quickly, and the enthusiastic waiter quickly greeted him and said, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

He shook his head and said, "I made an appointment with my classmate, in the private room."

Hearing what he said, the waiter immediately understood and led him to the private room of a bunch of high school students.

"Wow, you're finally here. Why are you here so late? We've already ordered a lot of dishes. Take it and have a look, and ask the waiter to come and add what you want."

Ishida Cage came over and handed him the thick menu.

This is a well-known barbecue restaurant, the taste is directly proportional to its reputation, and it is also an industry under the name of their class monitor's family. In addition, it is rare to have such a lively event. The students opened up and almost checked all the dishes. , and most of them are plural.

Chuan Pingyu took off his mask, flipped through it for a while, and only added a glass of kiwi juice, because he felt that it was enough to eat, and there was no need to be too full.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He said, returning the menu to Ishida Cage.

It is a good habit to wash your hands before eating, who knows how much dirt there is in the subway.

After rinsing carefully, Kawahira Utoki dried his hands.

On the way back to the private room, he noticed a strange table of guests.

A handsome man in a white coat and a white hat, a bad boy with a steak-shaped airplane head, a man in a flirty suit and pen-tip earrings, a careless and not very smart bad boy No. [-], a boy who is not tall and looks like a junior high school student .

But he was not attracted by their outfits, but he just accidentally heard a familiar name.

"Mr. Jotaro, isn't Dio already dead? Why are there still vampires appearing, and they are still in Tokyo." The little Hirose Koichi asked.

"It should be Dio's remnants. But those stone ghost masks should have been destroyed... If it was a vampire that was transformed into recently, where did it come from?"