Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

The crowd that surrounded them just now has also dispersed.

After the wall and the house number were refurbished, he paid the money, glanced at an address received on his mobile phone, and drove away.

In a warehouse in the North District, four people were sitting around a table looking at the banknotes laid out on top.

It was all new money in the "ten thousand" denomination.

Someone looked at the table greedily: "Boss, we got rich!"

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be so easy this time!" Someone chuckled a few times.

"If every day could—"

"Bang!" The rolling shutter door next to it was suddenly dented inward.

The four people inside were shocked, and then their expressions changed.

"Boss! Could it be a note?"

"It can't be so fast!"

"Bang!" The rolling door was dented a large part further inward.

The four gulped their saliva.

The boss hurriedly cleared the table: "Quick! Take the money! Let's go!"

But at this moment, the rolling door couldn't hold it any longer, and with a piercing sound that made people's teeth ache, the entire rolling door fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

A figure stood at the door, slowly retracted his feet, and then walked in.

The eyeballs of the four people popped out.

The visitor asked slowly: "Who pays for such a thing as killing people by splashing paint?"

The boss didn't even want to deny it: "What nonsense are you talking about! Who spilled paint? No! Nothing!"

"Yes! Do you have evidence that we did it?"

"Evidence? Yes!"

Furutekawa grinned, and the surrounding environment changed instantly.

The sky was gloomy, and the screams of fighting were endless, and the strong wind rolled up the scarlet sand, covering the corpses of monsters one after another.

The four of them grabbed their own necks, their eyeballs were protruding outwards, but they couldn't exert any strength from their entire body.

Three seconds later, he closed [Sifang Wuchang], looked at the four almost dying guys in front of him, went to get the water pipes, and watered them one by one. After they all woke up, he calmly said: "If you don't answer, I can let you You stay in it forever."

"I said! I said everything!" Someone wailed and begged for mercy: "It was the president of Xintian Office who paid 300 million yen to hire us to splash once a week! It's really him!"

"Underworld?"

"Yes, it's an artist company."

"Entertainment company!" Furutegawa Kamimi thought thoughtfully, "Are you Xiaotiaoyu's opponent?"

He looked at the four people on the ground, thought for a while, raised his sword and dropped it, and turned to leave amid bursts of howling.

Not long after, several police cars stopped at the door.

Someone came in to take a look, and said to the intercom: "Boss, I found them, but it seems that they have been taught a lesson... They both broke two fingers."

……

On the way, Kotegawa Shinmi received a call from Walnut.

"Furutegawa, someone came to visit Xiaotiaoyu just now, and I didn't let him see."

"Who is it?"

"The other party said that he is from an artist agency, and wanted to ask Xiaoniaoyou if he is interested in signing with their company."

"Artist agency? Which one?"

"It seems to be Nitta."

Seeing the pause in his footsteps, Furutekawa's eyes suddenly became thought-provoking.

First hire someone to splash paint, and then send someone to throw olive branches?

Pretty good at playing.

He hummed: "I have something to do now, let's talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, he continued to move forward, but at this moment, the phone rang again, this time it was Yasuhiro Ishikawa.

He pressed the connect button.

"Furutokawa, someone called the police to the special department just now, saying that someone was going to kill him." Ishikawa Yasuhiro's voice was dignified.

Furutegawa Kamimi asked inexplicably: "What do you mean? You want me to run?"

"No, no, listen to me first... No, before that, tell me where you are."

"Me? I'm on my way back. What happened?"

"On the way back?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro said ponderingly: "The person who called the police was the president of a firm, and he said you were going to kill him."

"Who?"

"Xintian Office... Do you have any grudges?" Ishikawa asked with a tone of voice.

"No, before today, I didn't even know there was such a firm."

"That's weird...then why did he say you wanted to kill him?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with deep puzzlement.

"If you ask him, it will be clear? Where is he? The office?"

"No, he's in the special department now and asks us to send someone to protect him...I'll go and ask him first, you go home first, and I'll tell you after I ask you."

"Well, ask me carefully."

Furutegawa Shinmi hung up the phone, his face was calm, and he muttered: "Think it's safe to hide in the special department?"

He turned around and walked forward, but just after taking a few steps, he suddenly touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Why is it a bit weird? Am I a villain?"

……

In the Bunkyo Branch of the Special Division, Yasuhiro Ishikawa saw the man who called the police.

He sat on a chair and looked at the person across the table.

He looks about 40 years old, with short thick black hair and delicate skin. He seems to be in good condition. He wears a very delicate suit and a shiny ring.

A commissioner next to him introduced to the man: "This is our Section Chief Ishikawa!"

Hearing this name, the man was overjoyed. While wiping his sweat, he stood up, nodded and bowed his head: "Hello! Master Nemesis of the Evil Spirit Society! My name is Nitta Junichi, and I am the president of Xintian Office."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro didn't mean to greet, and said directly: "Please explain the situation, President Nitta; you said someone is going to kill you?"

"Yes! That's right!" Nitta Junichi hurriedly said, "I'm sure! Please believe me!"

"Is that a monster, or a ghost trying to kill you?"

Nitta Junichi quickly shook his head: "No, no, it's a person!"

"Humans want to kill you?" Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked surprised: "Then you came to the wrong place! You should go to the Metropolitan Police Department. We are a special department and only deal with monsters and ghosts."

"No, no, no, the person who wants to kill me is not an ordinary human being!" Junichi Nitta was sweating profusely again: "He is a general of the Exorcism Society, very strong! Ordinary policemen can't deal with him."

There was a trace of mockery in Ishikawa Yasuhiro's eyes, and he asked, "Then the other party has already committed a crime by force?"

"This..." Nitta Junichi hesitated: "Maybe there is, but I don't know too well."

"President Nitta!" Ishikawa Yasuhiro's face suddenly darkened: "You have to have evidence for what you say! Where's your evidence?"

"I'm sorry! I was just talking nonsense just now!" Nitta Junichi hurriedly apologized.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro looked at him: "You said the other party wanted to kill you? The reason? What was the reason? Also, did someone tell someone that someone was going to kill you, or did the other party say it himself?"

"This, this..." Nitta Jun hesitated: "It just involves a little conflict..."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with a sullen face: "If you play charades like me again, please go back! You can't even explain the reason, so is there such a thing? President Nitta, you can't just point at someone and say that they are going to kill you. You, we have to play tricks with you, right?"

The commissioners around all had cold faces and issued a warning: "President Xintian! If you really can't produce evidence that someone else wants to kill you, then we will treat you as a false police report!"

"Wait! Please wait! I'll say! I'll say everything!" Junichi Nitta, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly said, "I just wanted to talk about cooperation with his friends, but there was a little misunderstanding in the middle ..."

A room of commissioners looked at him with impatient expressions.

These fellows, one riddle is followed by another.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro glanced at his watch and said to him: "There are still 58 seconds left, if you still can't make it clear, please go back, oh, now there are 50 seconds left."

When Nitta Junyi heard this, he was very anxious, and hurriedly said: "A few workers under me are very dissatisfied with his friend, and secretly poured paint on the door of his house behind my back... This is a misunderstanding! Didn't know about it at all! I only found out after they did it!"

Oh, it turned out that you ordered it!No wonder I was so afraid... Yasuhiro Ishikawa understood in his heart, and then thought about what Guategawa said when he was on the phone with Guategawa just now, and his heart skipped a beat.

After Gutechuan found someone, it was impossible not to ask Junichi Nitta's name, but he didn't mention a single word just now, so maybe he really wanted to kill him.

"...I really really don't know about this! It's a complete misunderstanding!" Nitta Junichi was still trying to defend himself.

A room of commissioners looked at each other, then at Yasuhiro Ishikawa.

The latter came back to his senses, looked at him, and said, "You splashed paint on someone's gate? And wrote threatening words? Is this a misunderstanding?"

"I didn't do it! My staff did it privately! It has nothing to do with me!"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro nodded slightly, and asked again: "This is the reason... Then, where is the evidence to kill you?"

Nitta Jun opened his mouth and suddenly got stuck.

"Or, how did you know he was going to kill you?"

"I, I guessed it." Nitta Junichi said bravely: "My staff sent me a distress message, saying that someone came to the door. I suspect that it is Furutegawa Kamimi...he will definitely come Find me."

"Guess..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro said with a cold face, your guess is really accurate.

He looked at Junichi Nitta seriously, and warned: "Mr. Nitta, this matter is very serious. You can't talk nonsense without evidence! You can just guess that others are going to kill you. If something happens to you one day, isn't it? Are you relying on others? Be careful to sue you for defamation!"

"I know, but I really can't help it..." Nitta Junichi said bitterly: "This thing happened, what else can I do? In short, Mr. Ishikawa must send someone to protect me, no matter how much money I have Can!"

"Yeah..." Ishikawa Yasuhiro put his hands in his hands and said, "But what you just said just now can't prove that people want to kill you. On the contrary, Mr. Nitta's method is disgraceful and he slanders and framed you. Is this really good? Xintian gentlemen."

Nitta Junichi clenched his fist and shouted angrily: "Do you have to wait until I die before calling the police? What's the point of that!"

Ishikawa Yasuhiro slapped the table with a "bang", stood up and stared: "Why are you so angry? You opened the special department? You can arrest whoever you say? You are so majestic!"