Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 16 Open the door to check the water meter
Taito District, Asakusa apartment only 300 meters away from Sensoji Temple.

101.

"It's here." The tall and thin man wearing a pig mask said. He was wearing a dark trench coat and black military boots.

Hand rings the doorbell.

"coming."

There was a reply from inside, and the door opened.

The monk who showed the height of a primary school student, his bald forehead reflected the figures of the two, "You guys, could it be possible..."

"National special search class six."

The man wearing the pig mask showed his ID card, which had no name on it, only the code name Haizhu.

The exclusive badge of National Special Search Class Six, a golden pentagram.

Wu De's face turned pale.

If you want to say who the supernatural beings in Japan don't want to see the most, the National Special Search Section [-] ranks first, which is even more disgusting than dangerous organizations such as the Psychic Association and Longmenlou.

The Sixth Section of the National Special Search is only responsible to the five permanent members of the United Nations.

The elite army among mortals holds a mysterious sealed item whose origin is unknown.

Trusted by politicians, it can be said to be an army that checks and balances the extraordinary.

The identity of the police is usually held by agencies such as the Office of Religious Administration and the main office of shrines.

All the cases taken over by Section [-] of the National Special Search are all major cases.

Wu De couldn't figure out why he was involved in this kind of organization, "What can I do for you?"

"The whereabouts of the priest who investigated the veracity of Banruwan's words are unknown. According to the follow-up news, he did not see the two graves, nor did he find any trace of people living on that mountain."

Haizhu's voice was a bit dull through the mask, "We need to bring Banruwan to the headquarters for interrogation.

As the master of shikigami, you are obliged to cooperate with us. "

Wude looked back at Banruo Wan who was still sleeping soundly, and felt regret in his heart, there really is no pie in the sky.

"Can I speak to Guanshou?"

Hai Zhu nodded and said, "No problem, this is your right."

Wu De quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Guanshou's phone number.

He understood that this matter must have something to do with the Psionic Society, and that group of guys hiding in the dark wanted to muddy the water.

Waiting and watching is a good response.

But his life was at stake, so where he could calm down, he had to ask Guanshou to come forward to save his life.

Prajna Maru...seek good fortune for yourself.

……

The afternoon sun was a bit summery and hot, but it had nothing to do with Jingongliu Hall.

It's not that it's so cool inside.

But in hard training, the harsh winter turns into summer.

Qilin Sijing was sweating profusely, and the cloth wrapped around his chest was soaked.

Gululu's blood galloping could be faintly heard.

Under the friction of the palm of the hand, the trousers that were pulled up turned red, like a piece of natural ruby.

"Every time I have to wipe it with Bai Shifan, I'm really useless."

Her tone was somewhat remorseful.

While rubbing the essential oil, Bailong comforted: "It's okay, I appreciate your awareness of wanting to become stronger.

With such a fragile body, you can persist in completing the exercise I arranged, which shows that you have a steel-like will, and you will definitely be able to do something in the future. "

"Ha ha."

Qilin Sijing's smile was a bit forced, seeing such a world every day, if he was not strong, he would have already gone crazy, or he would have been reduced to the crunching "food" in the mouth of the treacherous god.

"Master Bai, how long do you think it will take for me to become stronger?"

"Well, in about a year, you should be able to hit three people."

"...Am I so weak?"

There was a hint of shock on Qilin Sijing's face, he could only fight three people a year, so when would he be able to fight against the ghostly god?
"Martial arts are not practiced to defeat the enemy, but to defeat the slack self, so that you become self-disciplined and self-improving."

Bailong started pouring chicken soup for the soul, but he couldn't tell Qilin Sijing directly, just his little arms and legs.

It is already very strong to be able to fight three people in one year of training, and it is completely hopeless to fight a few more.

It has nothing to do with personal will, the upper limit of physical talent is there, and no amount of sweat and hard work can overcome it.

"I, I." Qilin Sijing's head was buzzing, and the hope that had been raised before disappeared in an instant.

She practiced so hard, her goal was not to hit three or ten people.

Instead, step into the extraordinary and fight against the deceitful gods.

Relying on [-] yen a month to learn extraordinary skills, it really doesn't work.

Qilin Sijing gritted his teeth and asked, "Master Bai, does our Jingongliu Club have that kind of special class?"

The orange-gold eyes looked at Bailong's face carefully, like a stray cat that wanted to eat.

"Of course not, it's common practice of capitalists to have Platinum members on top of members.

I'm a martial artist, so I wouldn't do that. "

Bai Long patted her calf with his big hands, and said angrily: "Don't think so much, I will teach you everything that needs to be taught."

"Sorry, I, I didn't mean that."

Qilin Sijing waved his hands anxiously, and at the same time, shook his head like a rattle.

Cute... Bai Long thought so in his heart, and said with a serious face: "I know you want to become stronger, but there is no shortcut to becoming stronger, you have to keep your feet on the ground."

After all, talent is not enough, and if you don't work hard, it really won't work.

"Hi." Qilin Sijing nodded, touched her shorts, and secretly decided that no matter how many years it took, she would persevere until the Jingongliu Club closed down.

After rubbing the essential oil, Bai Long straightened his waist and said, "Let's continue to exercise."

Qilin Sijing got up and shouted: "Hi!"

……

Ding ding, the crisp mobile phone rang.

Bailong pulled out from the heart war, and the image of Saitama in front of him was shattered.

He turned and walked towards the changing room.

During Xinzhan practice, the mobile phone is placed on the bench in the changing room.

Turn up the volume to the loudest so that you don't ignore any text messages.

Bailong unlocked it, glanced at the message, "There is a new entrustment to remove spirits, this is the address."

Below is the entrusted address.

27-23 Kasai [-]-chome, Edogawa-ku, Tokyo.

"Got it, I'll deal with it." Bailong didn't ask what level the curse spirit was, nor did he bother to ask how much it was.

Wait until the scene to understand, it can be regarded as a little bit of anticipation.

"How are the eldest daughter and the second daughter doing?"

Jingu Yasuki is a father with a traditional character. He is extremely concerned about his daughters, but he is not good at expressing. He always asks from him instead of sending messages directly to his daughters.

"Qiansha is still so obedient, Mingtong is still very naughty, but it doesn't matter, I will educate her well."

Bailong replied with a message, he didn't say that a priest came to the door in the morning, and he wouldn't say anything about Renzhu.

He can handle it, there is no need to worry Master, "Master, how is the matter on your side going?"

"I don't have a clue yet, the family matters are left to you."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, if you need help there, send a message at any time."

The other party replied with an OK emoji.

Bai Long didn't continue to send messages, he stuffed his phone into his trousers pocket and strode out.

(End of this chapter)