I am a god in Tokyo

Sansumi Mikoto felt bad.

When she received the notification call, she just came in a hurry and didn't know what happened.

But what kind of case is it? Not only the search for Section [-], but even the entire Metropolitan Police Department is facing a formidable enemy, and the atmosphere is tense.

"Death event, mass death event!"

Oya Seiji's face was ugly, he turned the computer around, and clicked on the horrifying photos inside.

corpse,

A corpse.

There are men and women.

All of them were terrified, their bodies were separated, and their limbs and internal organs were splashed on the ground, forming a strange and chaotic scene.

"A total of eight people died, from Nerima District to Nakano District and Toshima District."

"This includes two psykers, one is the Saten Miko of the Shinto Department, and the other is a folk psyker, like a cat catching a mouse, after playing with it, it will kill with one blow."

Oya Seiji gritted his teeth.

He personally inspected these corpses, and the two psykers also resisted, but they also had extreme fear on their faces.

Without any power to fight back,

It was like facing an irresistible enemy, with fear and despair, being cut in two with a single knife.

Due to the death of the person with psychic powers, this case naturally belongs to Section [-] of the investigation.

But who the murderer is is still under investigation.

All he knew was that the other party possessed superb swordsmanship and a distorted and perverted psychology.

The forensic doctor profiled these corpses one by one, but couldn't read anything. In the victim's mind, there were only despair and fear, as if other emotions and impressions had been cut to pieces by a sword.

"Who is it?"

The forensic doctor took off his gloves and leaned against the corner.

sneaky?

No, it won't be sneaky!

Although Sneaky has a killing mechanism, they will not kill with this unparalleled swordsmanship, they cannot do this.

monster?

Will it be a monster?

In the ancient books, there is no record of monsters who can use swordsmanship. No, it is not completely sure. After all, monsters also change from person to person. What if there is such a monster that has not been recorded?

Sansumi Mikoto's thoughts were mixed, she knew that this conjecture was too forced.

But if you don't fix your guess on monsters, you will inevitably think of someone... The forensic doctor's eyes widened suddenly, he clicked on his phone, logged in to LINE, and opened the group chat of psykers.

as predicted,

The group chat was about to explode, and the news was refreshed quickly, all about this case.

One hit kills, one cut kills——

All doubts, all summed up on someone.

Swordsman - Koga Musashi!

'Jingle Bell'

The phone vibrated.

On the call page, the name of the caller—Miyagawa Ryosuke, Mikoto Misumi hesitated for a while, and carefully connected.

On the other side of the phone, came the voice of a young man.

"Miss Sancheng."

The voice was not as brisk as before, but rather low, showing that the owner was depressed.

"I still can't get in touch with Junior Sister, is she still with you?"

"....she...."

Sansumi Mikoto smiled wryly in her heart, trying to find an excuse.

But before she could speak, Miyagawa Ryosuke continued: "If she's still with you, please tell me... We should listen to Master as soon as possible and leave Tokyo, a place of right and wrong!"

Vaguely, one could hear the unwillingness in the young man's tone.

"Master plans to leave Tokyo today and go back to Nagoya to practice. Junior sister, if you want to continue studying, come back to Nagoya with us. Master has promised to formally accept you as a disciple."

"Master is willing to give you time to think about it. Before six o'clock in the afternoon, we are still waiting for you at the hotel."

I asked Sansumi Mikoto to tell,

Miyagawa Ryosuke hung up the phone.

The forensic doctor slowly put down his mobile phone, turned his head and looked out the window, the morning sun was slowly rising, and the morning fog was slowly dissipating.

Even she could feel the increasingly treacherous turmoil lurking in Tokyo.

monster, flash,

Haruo Tsuchimikado's change,

And this massacre.

It's like, something is hiding under Tokyo, brewing a storm, and what is revealed now...even what Shiwa encounters is just a corner of this storm.

"Mr. Jing Muyan, Shi Yu, come back quickly!"

The forensic doctor gripped the phone tightly and murmured softly.

*

There is no day and night in Yoshihara, but there are thousands of trees and flowers blooming at night in the east wind, and there are BMW carved cars that fill the road with fragrance.

There is the sound of phoenix flutes, the light of jade pots, and the dance of fish and dragons.

Uehara Satoru sat in the restaurant, leaning on the railing to face each other.

In the restaurant, many guests had already ordered food and wine, and celebrated the annual festival with each other. Xiao Er was busy running between the tables, but she was still smiling.

Under the streets, the alleys are empty.

Whether it's a wandering girl or a guest, they either poke their heads in the room, or stand on both sides of the road.

"Xin Yi Niang is here!"

With a shout, like a tide, the sound and the piled up people spread out like waves, and with the quaint and solemn music, at the end of the road, the flow of people lined up, there were bald boys on both sides, and some musicians played and played. A waiter followed him with his skirt up.

surrounded by people,

It is a beautiful woman wearing a complicated and solemn dress, a crown of jewels on her head, and high shoes on her feet.

She is dignified and elegant, glamorous and charming, without squinting, with a smile on her mouth, she walks slowly.

"This is Xin Yiniang, as expected of the Oiranian lady!"

In the restaurant, someone applauded the table.

Except for the oiran parade day, most people in Yoshiwara have never seen the oiran.

Uehara Satoru leaned against the fence, drank fine wine, and looked at the oiran who was moving step by step in the distance. He didn't think it was beautiful, but felt pity.

Wearing this outfit and walking on the street, in the real history of Yoshiwara, it is nothing more than a commodity selected by men. Everyone is reveling, who knows what the oiran thinks in his heart.

Uehara Satoru drank the fine wine slowly, sighing slightly in his heart.

The oiran parade starts from Xin Yiniang's castle, and the final destination is the gate of Yoshihara. According to the discussion between the two, when they arrive at the gate of Yoshihara, Satoru Uehara makes a move and takes Xiaodie hostage.

Xin Yiniang will take the opportunity to open the gate of Jiyuan and send the two of them away.

just at this speed,

I'm afraid it's already dark in this world when we reach the gate of Yoshiwara!

As the oiran walks closer, Uehara Satoru also sees Xiaodie walking away with her skirt up behind Xin Yiniang. The girl is holding up her skirt seriously, not being moved by the cheers from the outside world... Forget it, just wait for it to end!

Uehara Satoru thought so, and enjoyed the oiran parade.

"It smells so good, is someone making wine?"

"No, this should be the scent of Xin Yiniang's body, it really is sweet!"

Someone smelled a faint sweet fragrance and started discussing it.

I don't know when, the sweet and intoxicating fragrance began to spread, and spread all over the city in an instant. This intoxicating fragrance made Xin Yiniang even more beautiful.

'Hoo, hoo! '

But all the men in the city, after smelling this fragrance, felt their mouths were dry and their stomachs were on fire.

Uehara Wu moved the tip of his nose slightly, and the movement of pouring the wine suddenly froze.

His complexion changed slightly, and he looked into the distance.

"Demon!"

In Yoshiwara, there is a demonic aura!

py: "Keyun Makoto is a brave man"

Chapter 130 Yoshihara Yanshang Samurai Assault

Yoshihara Street.

The oiran is on the way.

Red lanterns are hung high, decorated with colorful lights, colorful flowers, and there are men and women walking side by side, buzzing, gathering on both sides of the street, or in restaurants and tea houses, looking around.

The sweet fragrance spread, the nostrils of the prostitute and the geisha moved slightly, and their eyes looking at the oiran became more and more envious.

They only think that this fragrance comes from the Oiran Empress.

But he didn't realize that the men beside him were breathing heavily, and suddenly heard a soft groan, a girl angrily grabbed the salty pig's hand, turned her head to look, but couldn't help being dazed.

The businessman's eyes were already red, staring at her like a beast.

That greedy gaze started from the fair and tender face of the girl, wandering over the fair neck and high chest.

The surrounding noise suddenly stopped, only the music remained.

You Nu retreated anxiously, but leaned against another person's chest. She looked up and saw another warrior with red eyes reaching out to grab her slender wrist, like a beast dominated by desire.

The woman's scream suddenly rose.

Like flipping a switch,

Chaos arises.

"No, don't come here!"

The restaurant geisha, Miss Yuxiang, had a pretty face and kept backing away.

in front of her,

The good-natured restaurant owner, the diligent restaurant waiter, and the arty customers all turned into beasts, with red eyes, pressing on every step of the way.

"Miss Yuxiang!"

Someone shouted loudly, and then broke into a young warrior, holding a table and stool, guarding in front of her.

"Master Xinjin!"

Yuxiang looked at the back of the samurai, her body was limp, and she couldn't cry.

This samurai is the admirer who comes to Yoshiwara every day, but only stays in front of her... Although Yuxiang knows that the other party has deep love and righteousness, but she already has a lover, and she has promised three lives, and has repeatedly failed his wishes.

The samurai also had red eyes and was dominated by desire, but he gritted his teeth and stood in front of the geisha, with veins on his forehead.

"Go away!"