Toto, Nakano Ward, is a few streets away from St. Mary's Cathedral. Wearing a black bowler hat and a black windbreaker, Tianxing dodged the police officers on duty at the East Police Department who were patrolling intensively outside the church and slipped into the first-floor hall of the church.
He walked slowly along the corridor on the side of the hall, approaching the side door. Through the crack in the door, he looked into the hall - the hall was densely packed with thousands of people, wearing the same black uniforms, sitting cross-legged on complex-shaped magic circles.
In the innermost part of the hall, on a high podium, an onmyoji wearing a tall black hat and a white hunting coat stood upright behind the podium with his back to everyone.
A flash of murderous intent flashed through Mangyexing's eyes. The next moment, a transparent light pillar suddenly appeared on the roof above the podium, and then covered the Onmyoji like lightning.
The speed was so fast that the Onmyoji had no time to dodge before he was thrust into the beam of light. Within the pillar of light, countless densely packed thin lines instantly appeared.
They penetrated the Onmyoji's body, cutting him into countless tiny pieces, and blood splashed in the beam of light.
There were frightened screams and panicked footsteps in the hall. People collide, crowd, trample...
"Who hinders the saint?" Man Tianxing looked at the bloody scene with a stern expression.
"Who's going to be smashed into pieces?" He pressed his bowler hat and turned around to leave.
"Hey, man," a slightly hoarse man's voice sounded behind him,
"Don't leave in a hurry." Man Tianxing turned around and looked at the other person - the man had his hair combed back, and his eyes with deep sockets shot out a sharp gaze like an eagle.
Wearing a gray woolen coat, he held a cigarette in his hand and smoked half of Bismondo.
"Writer Investigator," Man Tianxing said with a gloomy face.
"If I were you, I would disappear from this country after being lucky enough to survive." The writer took out a color photo from his pocket.
In the photo, two young men in suits were sitting on the lawn, holding each other's shoulders and smiling brightly at the camera.
"Nobuyin Ikuta, my most loyal assistant," the writer held the photo in his hand and stared at it carefully.
"The ancient village is solid, and I have a diligent driver."
"The driver and assistant..." Man Tianxing showed an incredulous look,
"You want to avenge the driver and assistant? Are you willing to risk your life?"
"More than that," the writer took out another book with a black and white cover from his arms,
"I even wrote a book specifically for this that topped the best-seller list in Dongdu. I drove hundreds of miles to Lidu and made an almost impossible bet with a weird female onmyoji. The publishers and editors I have worked with for many years..." Qi Mantianxing: "Wouldn't it be ridiculous if in the end, you gained nothing and even lost your life?"
"You made a very accurate prediction of your destiny," the writer said, walking to the side door of the hall and kicking it open - the originally noisy church fell silent instantly.
Gypsophila looked toward the hall. In the hall that was originally crowded with more than a thousand people, there was only one lonely figure left. He seemed to have just woken up from a dream, looking around blankly.
An investigator assistant, holding a syringe, walked quickly to his side and stuck a needle in the back of his neck. The man collapsed instantly.
Several police officers lifted the man and left the hall. Chu Mantianxing seemed to understand something and looked at the writer angrily.
"He is a 'contained object' of the East Police Department," the writer said: "Number 14, codename [Copier of Dreams]." Stars in the Sky: "A person with weird abilities?" Writer: "Not really, at most some kind of Superpower - When he is sleepwalking, he will keep copying himself. If someone speaks an accurate number in his ear, he will be able to copy so many copies of himself very quickly. Of course, if someone copies him from If you wake up from sleepwalking, the copy of him will disappear instantly." Man Tianxing: "Sounds interesting. Have you never thought about letting his copy try and make mistakes in weird events?" Writer: "It's a pity that he and him All of his replicas are afraid of weirdness. His replicas will soon be wiped out if they smell the smell of weird rules. When Chu took this person in, I really didn’t think that besides creating false prosperity at the movie box office, he could do anything else. What other use is there, until tonight..." Man Tianxing sneered: "You will regret what happened tonight."
"What is the best revenge?" The writer threw away the cigarette butt and crushed it with his feet.
"It is to destroy a person's dream and destroy the things he wants to protect - Mr. Mangyexing, recognize the reality, your saint is going to die tonight." As he spoke, he looked cold and took steady and powerful steps. Walk towards the sky full of stars.
The stars in the sky laughed ferociously, and their expression gradually became crazy. Hu... St. Mary's Cathedral, basement level, video surveillance room.
The Holy Son stared at the picture of a certain surveillance video - in the center of the picture was Gu Xing sitting cross-legged. The conversation between herself and Kamo Maki was repeated in her mind.
When he learned that the person Gu Xing had let down was Karasawa Makoto, the Holy Son could no longer remain calm.
She requested a meeting with Maki Kamo as the liaison of the Weird Alliance. After the two met, before Seiko could speak, Maki Kamo saw through her intention: "Miss Seiko, I guess you came to me to know how Detective Hirokawa betrayed Miss Karasawa Makoto." The Son was in awe: "Master, can you tell me?"
"There's a fog hanging over Detective Hirokawa," Maki Kamo said. "My sight can't penetrate it."
"Probably, this is fate." After saying that, the Holy Son turned around and planned to leave.
"I can't do it," Kamo Maki's voice came from behind.
"You may not be able to do it." Shengzi Qi stopped and looked at Kamo Maki.
"My divination shows," Maki Kamo held a talisman between his fingertips.
"There is a tacit and intimate connection between you and Detective Guangchuan. Through this connection and this talisman, I think you can find the truth." The Son stared at the other person: "Why do you want to help me?"
"Probably out of curiosity," Maki Kamo said: "I also want to know what happened in the past between Detective Hirokawa and Miss Karasawa Makoto." Seiko: "I don't want this secret to be leaked to others." Maki Kamo : "With the talisman in your hand, and the strange fog surrounding Detective Hirokawa, as long as you don't speak, I can't do anything." Holy Son: "In this case, wouldn't you gain nothing?" Kamo Maki: " I gained a friendship with Miss Shengzi - let the liaison of the Weird Alliance owe me a favor, and the price is a talisman. This deal is worth it." Shengzi: "Maybe soon, I will quit this job .”
"It doesn't matter." Kamo Maki flicked his wrist, and the talisman flew towards the Holy Son.
"Then just consider me unlucky." The Holy Son took the talisman and said
"How to use it?"
"When the ceremony begins," Maki Kamo said, "You look at Ms. Karasawa Makoto, and then light the talisman. It's that simple."
