Takase Fumito walked into the house slowly with a weird smile on his face. Mouri Kogoro's originally excited expression froze on his face. Wasn't this guy caught by Officer Megure and the others? Why did he come here?
This was tragic. Mouri Kogoro put out the bonfire in the room and hid quietly in front of the door. He planned to subdue Takase Fumito as soon as he came in. If he failed, he would rush out of the door while his rented car was still parked. Being on the roadside, as long as you can get out, it's better than staying here and waiting to die.
Maori lowered his breathing and watched Takase Fumito approach step by step. The hand holding the stick began to exert force, but the originally tight door did not give him a chance to sneak attack. The double doors fell together, as if they were supposed to be like this. .
Maori's figure was completely exposed, and he looked a little funny holding the stick.
Takase Fumito snorted coldly, but what Maori heard was a woman's voice, and his legs suddenly began to tremble.
The door was guarded, and the chance to survive was right in front of him, but Maori couldn't take a step. His legs seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he felt like he had lost control.
Takase Fumito licked his lips. He was obviously a big man, but his movements were very feminine. I don't know if it was his imagination. This man's hair also began to grow longer, and his eyes also changed. In the dark The night actually started to glow.
"Don't give up the prey that comes to your door for free."
A sharp, piercing female voice came out of Takase Fumito's mouth. His face struggled for a moment, and finally he regained his composure. The nails on his hands began to grow longer, and he rushed towards Mouri Kogoro.
Mouri was awakened by the sound, and finally recovered from the panic. He reluctantly cheered himself up, picked up the stick in his hand, and swung it at Takase Fumito.
This was the scene when Mochizuki and Miho Sato arrived.
"Stay here and don't come over."
Mochizuki only had time to tell the two of them that Mouri Kogoro was in a bad situation and the prisoner must be caught immediately.
Mihoko Sato looked at the scene in front of her with a surprised look. Her hair had grown longer and her nails were sharper. Is the place she is staying now still the Japan she is familiar with?
There is also Mochizuki. The fan can still be said to be hidden in her clothes, but what about the paper charm floating out with the gesture? Is this still someone she knows?
"Why are you standing there stupidly? Find a bunker and hide."
The Nakatō department quickly scanned the scene and looked away with some disappointment. There was no Yukiko's soul here. Could it be that she had been killed.
The two people in the yard started a fierce battle. The original dilapidated old house was demolished into ruins. The battlefield between the two sides became larger and larger, and there were already signs of spreading to the door.
Fortunately, the jars in the room were still well placed. The two of them had consciously avoided there when they were fighting. The Zhongtang department was in a state of panic, but it was a pity that going up there at this time was seeking death.
Sato Mikoko returned to normal, carefully touched over, and dragged the fainted Mouri Kogoro out of the yard. The two found a safe place to hide behind and take a peek.
Not far away, Mu Mu Thirteen was coming quickly. The sound of collisions of various things could be heard in the distance. Several police officers who had experienced this scene swallowed their saliva. The skeleton is still their nightmare.
"Officer Megure, here."
Mihoko Sato had been paying attention to the intersection. When she saw the car approaching from far away, she quickly waved her arms. The battle inside was too fierce and ordinary people would die as soon as they passed by.
"what is that?"
Mumu Shisan's voice was a little trembling. The threads covering the sky and the sun looked particularly terrifying in the dark night. What was even more terrifying was that they were so powerful that they could break the surrounding wooden boards.
"That's Fumito Takase's hair."
The face of the Nakado Department member was a little pale. Mochizuki had just been surrounded. The two of them were fighting equally well, but for some reason, Takase Fumito's hair suddenly grew longer and surrounded Mochizuki who was unprepared. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't see We have arrived, but we don’t know what the situation is yet.
"What?"
Mumu Shisan took out his pistol. Although they might not be able to help, they could never do it while watching their companions die.
"Mr. Nakatō, this is the key to the police car. If anything happens later, just drive away and escape."
Megure Thirteen said in a serious tone. Yuya Kazami, who came from behind, also had a serious face. Mochizuki was already the only person they knew to have special abilities. If they couldn't defeat this monster, then they could only fight with flesh and blood. .
"Ah~"
A sharp female voice came out of Takase's mouth, and the surrounding hair suddenly began to shrink, and even started to smoke in the middle.
"break"
Mumu and others only saw a bloody broken character rushing out from the middle. Mochizuki reappeared in front of people, with hair all over her body, some of which were still twisting. Several people were shocked.
Takase Fumito suffered a small loss and took a few steps back, standing there staring at Mochizuki. Mochizuki ignored him and pulled off the broken hair on his body. This pervert actually killed those he killed. Women are used as a source of energy and resentment is collected from them.
She was unprepared for a moment and almost got these things penetrated into her orifices, forcing her to bleed again.
After lightly stepping on the ground, Mochizuki floated in the air, took out his flute and started playing. Megure and the others didn't feel anything unusual, but Takase, who was standing still, began to go crazy.
Sometimes it was a female voice, and sometimes it looked like a man. The hair and nails on the body were constantly adjusted, sometimes getting longer and sometimes shorter. It was an eye-opener for a few people.
The members of the organization who were hiding in a hidden corner did not dare to show their anger. Scotland, Bourbon and Rye have been on missions together recently. In a small mountain village not far from here, there is a batch of their goods. Their mission this time It is to bring him back to the organization safely. As for Gin and Vodka hiding behind the tree, they are the surveillance personnel of this mission. They originally saw several police cars driving here and thought there were traitors among the three people. I wanted to clean up the portal later, but I ended up seeing the current situation.
"Brother, do you think this is something that humans can do?"
Vodka pointed at Mochizuki floating in the air with a look of amazement on his face. As for the other one, you could tell at a glance that he was definitely the male version of Sadako. He had watched this movie several times.
Gin didn't know how to answer for a moment. He really didn't know who Mochizuki was. Anyway, judging from the current situation, he was definitely not a human being.
Bourbon and Rye both had thoughtful expressions on their faces. They were both quick and thoughtful, and they were both thinking about how to have a good relationship with Mochizuki. Only Scotland curled up the corners of his mouth, and his flute playing was much better than the last time they met. He was a teacher. You also have to work hard, otherwise you will be outclassed by your apprentices.
Mochizuki didn't know the psychological activities of the crowd, and just focused on playing the flute. The sound of the flute turned into a circle and surrounded Takase Fumito, and then got into his body as if to pull something out.
With a roar, Takase Fumito collapsed on the ground, and a transparent soul came out next to him. The soul glanced at the man in disgust. As if being stimulated, Takase Fumito covered his head with his hands and curled up into a ball.
