Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 118 115. Ninety percent or even ten percent chance of winning

"[Kabuki Knife] is classified as Fusangshen, and its fighting style is mainly based on unknown swordsmanship, and it is extremely hostile to human beings." Qing Gong Yilisa swiped the screen with her thin and bony fingers, and released took a photo:
"It usually appears in the image of a samurai at the end of the Bakumatsu period with a height of less than 1.6 meters, wearing a white prajna mask, and wearing a samurai sword. It will move randomly in various areas of Tokyo, the trajectory of its actions is unknown, and it only appears at night."

"It specializes in hunting and killing women engaged in customs work, and the code name "Kabuki knife" comes from this."

Kyushu Makoto took a closer look at the photo.This photo was taken at night, and the screen shakes so badly that only a ghost-faced figure with a knife can be barely seen.

But he was sure that the person in the photo was the one who attacked Suzumiya Kai.

"Does it have any weaknesses?" Makoto Kyushu asked: "Although I don't know much about removing spirits, the most efficient way to defeat the enemy is to attack the weaknesses."

When Jiuzhoucheng was practicing martial arts since he was a child, his master taught him the principle of "hit a snake to hit seven inches, and kick the crotch first when fighting a man".In a real life-and-death battle, the only way to pre-emptively attack the vital points is for a master.

He has long been aware of all the "weaknesses" of human beings, but he is completely ignorant of the weaknesses of monsters.

"Hmph, your idea is good and deserves praise." Qinggong Eliza nodded her chin inconspicuously, and pointed to her forehead:

"The human soul is stored in the brain, so once the brain is destroyed, people will die immediately. The same is true for spirit species. Their greatest weakness is the location where the soul is stored."

"Their souls are also in the brain?" Makoto Kyushu asked.

"No, they theoretically don't have the organ "brain" at all. "Eliza of the Qing Palace took out three more talismans from her pocket and stuffed them into Jiuzhou Cheng's hands:
"Each spirit species has a different location for storing the soul, and it is difficult to find it directly. The most common way is to use up its physical strength first, and stick this "Spiritual Vision Talisman" on it when it is exhausted .In this way, you can see the aura veins in its body and find the source of the soul."

Saying that, Qing Palace Eliza made a chopping gesture with her hand as a knife:
"Then, you only need to use enough spiritual power to destroy its soul, and the spirit species will die~very simple."

Jiuzhou Cheng took the talisman suspiciously: "Is this what all spiritual masters do?"

"Although the techniques and props are different, this is the basic step." Qing Gong Eliza said:

"After solving the monsters, you will find the contact number of the Demon Hunting Division of the Public Security Bureau in the memo on your work phone, and ask them to send someone to deal with the aftermath and make an assessment. This commission will be over."

"I probably understand." Jiuzhou Cheng nodded.

It seems that fighting "spiritual species" is much more difficult than human beings, and I still have a lot to learn. Kyushu sincerely warned himself.

Immediately, Makoto Kyushu asked again: "Since the activity track of [Kabuki Knife] is unknown, how can we find it?"

"Use this." Qing Gong Eliza took out a silver suitcase from under the seat, and quickly unfastened the buckle to open it.

There was a severed arm with purple skin in the suitcase. There was no blood flowing from the cut, but a faint black air was emitting from it.

Strangely, the severed hand started to move the moment the box was opened, its fingers and wrist twitched violently, making a viscous and creepy sound, like a struggling fish bouncing on the chopping board.

There are several red characters on the broken arm, which seems to seal it in place.

"Isn't this the arm I tore off?" Jiuzhou Cheng recognized it immediately.

"That's right, I asked the Metropolitan Police Department to come here. Thanks to your performance last night, I was able to catch [Kabuki Knife]." Qinggong Eliza nodded, closed the box forcefully, and locked it again , and pasted a talisman on it.

"Part of the body of a spirit species is made of spiritual power. In other words, this arm is part of its power." She raised her head and asked:

"For example, if you lose your wallet, what's your first reaction?"

"Of course it is to get it back." Jiuzhou Cheng replied immediately, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be that the monster also wants to get this arm back?"

"Now I have attached a special talisman to this ghost hand to block its spiritual power fluctuations." Qing Palace Eliza explained:
"If I tear off all the talismans, [Kabuki Knife] will soon be able to sense the position of the arm and try to get it back."

"So we use this severed hand as bait to lure it to show up?" Jiuzhou Cheng confirmed.

"Tonight, I will find a place with few people and set up bait, and wait for it to fall into the net." Qing Gong Yiliza leaned lightly on the back of the chair, as if she wanted to close her eyes and take a nap for a while.

"Wait a minute!" Jiuzhou Cheng felt strange: "Since we already have a way to make it fall into the net, why do we take the risk to fight it?"

"What do you mean?" Qing Palace Eliza opened one eye and frowned slightly.

"I remember that the guide book said that there is a militarized self-defense force for supernatural countermeasures within the Demon Hunting Division of the Public Security Bureau, and there are also security forces within the Yinyang Liao." Makoto Kyushu stared at her face and suggested:
"Can't we just hand over the broken arm to the authorities and let them send troops to deal with it? This is definitely more reliable than the two of us ambush."

"." Qing Palace Eliza seemed to be convinced for a moment, but she quickly said firmly: "No."

"Why?" Kyushu asked.

"..." She hesitated for a moment, then replied, "If you hand it over to the police, your points will be reduced."

"You mean you would rather choose a high-risk method than give up points?" Jiuzhou Cheng became more and more troubled.

"Don't you know my situation?" The girl sighed, her tone became displeased:
"My goal is the master class, so I need more points. I will take the lead when the time comes. If you are afraid, just quit."

"Are you so obsessed with points?" Makoto Kyushu shook his head boredly: "But you really have something to say, and you are not afraid of making me angry."

"It's not that I don't know how to lie, it's just that there's no need to lie to a passer-by like you." Qinggong Eliza continued to lean back in her chair and said:

"Anyway, you'll soon be a stranger to me, and it's pointless to socialize with you, whether it pleases you or annoys you."

Her eyes dimmed obviously, but she still deliberately maintained a superior tone.

There was silence in the car, and the two of them seemed to have nothing to talk about.

"So what's your answer?" Half a minute later, Qing Gong Eliza urged: "If you don't want to participate in the mission, get out of the car now."

"Are you determined to gamble your life for the points?" Jiuzhou Cheng asked.

"My decision won't change," she replied.

"Then what do you think the odds are?" Makoto Kyushu asked.

"According to the known information, if the ambush is arranged in advance, there is a [-]% chance that I will win the one-on-one fight with it, and there is a [-]% chance that I can kill it on the spot." Qing Palace Eliza's eyes were half-closed, eyelashes lightly trembling:

"If you are counted, there should be a [-]% to [-]% chance of winning."

"That's too low, how dare you win with such a small chance?" Makoto Kyushu exclaimed.

"This is already a high chance of winning, what else do you want?" She asked in puzzlement.

"I will only make a move if there is a [-]% to [-]% chance of winning." Jiuzhou Cheng replied.

"So you're a coward." Qing Gong Eliza smiled contemptuously, and opened the door of the passenger seat by remote control: "Go down, if you are timid, don't be a healer."

Kyushu Makoto got off the car readily, but before closing the door, he took out a few talisman papers and shook them:
"For the sake of what you gave me, I have a way to increase the chance of winning to [-]% or even [-]%. Do you want to hear it?"

(End of this chapter)