Restarting life in Tokyo

Chapter 6 Elevator Murder

Eleven o'clock at night.

The young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in the dim room in trance.

After his mind cleared up a little, he picked up the flip phone that was charging next to the bedside table and took a look. There were two unread text messages.

One of them is Shinohara Yukie, and the other is Yuki Sakano, whom I just met.

The mature teacher was concerned about whether he had eaten on time in the evening, and repeatedly warned him not to be late tomorrow. The girl with light blond short hair shared with him that she went to eat roasted bird in a nearby commercial street at night, but she seemed to have been cheated. The taste was average but the price was Ridiculously expensive.

"Be careful, Mr. Sakano, this is Setagaya District." Kamiya Gen sat up straight and checked the text message sent by the other party with great interest.

Although the place they lived in was not prone to robberies with knives on the street, there were quite a few illegal shops. It was obvious that Yuki Sakano had been ripped off.

The security of the island country is actually not as good as imagined, even in extremely developed areas like Tokyo.

Just talking about Tokyo, there are many chaotic areas, such as Shinjuku, Adachi, and Setagaya Ward where he is located.

Even the crime rate in Chiyoda District, which is the "Imperial Palace", remains high. This shows how dark the island country is hidden under the glossy appearance in this era.

But then again, as long as you don't deliberately go to streets with few people, you basically won't encounter any dangerous people.

Kamiya Yuan shook his head, stood up and turned on the light. His stomach was already hungry after sleeping for so long. He planned to change his clothes and go out to eat something.

He had not forgotten what he had promised to Yuki Banno before. After changing his clothes and going out, he edited text messages on his flip phone and pressed the down button of the elevator.

“Perhaps I should recommend some other restaurants to her.”

"That's not right, those are basically trying to trick foreign tourists."

Gen Kamiya was muttering while playing with his cell phone. When the elevator door opened, he subconsciously looked up and came face to face with three men inside who were carrying snakeskin bags as big as human beings and wearing masks on their faces.

The space suddenly became silent.

The four of them were like this, you looked at me and I looked at you.

"Are you going in or not?" The short-haired man in the lead was the first to break the silence.

He stared at Kamiya Yuan and said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't go in, we will go down."

Kamiya Yuan withdrew his gaze and walked in calmly.

The elevator door closed again and the elevator slowly descended.

"Brother, this pile of broken household appliances is really heavy." A voice came from behind, the shortest of the three. He complained as if he was trying to hide something in front of Kamiya Yuan, "Really, Can't we just ask the administrators to help us move it back?"

"What are you talking about? It's just a hands-on thing anyway."

The three of them started chatting awkwardly, but their eyes kept looking at Kamiya Yuan, who was standing at the front, intentionally or unintentionally.

From the perspective of the short-haired man, you can clearly see Kamiya Yuan holding his cell phone, as if he is about to send a text message.

He winked at the accomplice behind him, who immediately understood and reached out to help hold one side of the snakeskin bag so that the short-haired man could slowly poke his head over to look at Kamiya Yuan's cell phone.

"Uojin Pavilion"

The short-haired man observed silently for a while and found that the text messages edited by the other party were all related to the restaurant, and he was relieved.

He started chatting loudly with his two companions behind him, and the two people who understood what he meant quickly cooperated. Unfortunately, the way they sang and harmonized was not only not natural, but also extremely awkward and stiff, as if they had to find something to talk about even if they had nothing to talk about. Chat in general.

Until the phone dinged, the voices of the three chatting suddenly became smaller.

Then there was another ding-dong sound, and the people in the elevator fell completely silent.

"I said."

The short-haired man had a sullen face and pressed the button for the current floor. After a moment of pause, the elevator automatically opened the door. "As a student, you can't stay at home at night." He pressed Kamiya Yuan's shoulder and slowly pushed him out of the door.

The two people behind him also had fierce expressions on their faces when they saw this, and simply dropped the huge snakeskin bag in their hands, hitting it with a dull sound on the elevator floor.

"Well, as a student, how can you run around in the middle of the night?"

Kamiya Yuan, who was pushed out all the way, looked calm. He first looked around, and there happened to be no residents on this floor.

The young man's eyes drooped slightly. This made him feel relieved.

"Are you going to make an appointment with the girl you like in the middle of the night for a tryst?" The short-haired man put his hand on his waist and stretched out his other hand to ask for it, "How can this be done? It's too dangerous. Take out your phone. I I’m here to help you reject the other person. If you want to go on a date, wait until the weekend.”

"Uncle is so old and his tone of voice is so stiff. What if he scares my girlfriend later?"

Kamiya Yuan slowly turned around, the corridor light flickered, showing his confident expression.

"Seeking death." The short-haired man's face darkened.

When he was about to take action, he was unexpectedly beaten to the punch.

Kamiya Yuan's fingers were pressed on his forehead at some point. The corners of his mouth raised and he said coldly, "Optimize!"

Emerald green light lit up, and the corridor lights flashed crazily as if they sensed something.

In the past two weeks of experiments, Kamiya Gen not only tested the healing ability, he also used the fish he bought at the fresh market to test whether he could control his mind. After exploring, he was able to control his mind. His will is imprinted on other living creatures.

Although this was the first time it had been used on a human being, looking at the other person's eyes that gradually became dull, Kamiya Yuan judged that he should have succeeded.

"Hello? Takehiko?!"

The expressions of the two people in the elevator changed, as if they noticed something, and they reached out to separate them.

The short-haired man moved at this moment.

Turn around, draw the knife, and slash, all in one go.

So much so that when the blood of his accomplices splashed onto the short man's face, he didn't even react.

"Takehiko. What are you doing?"

The short man stared blankly at his accomplice who was lying aside, clutching his neck. A large amount of blood continued to emerge from the gaps between his fingers. He just stared at himself desperately, making a hissing sound from his mouth.

Is Takehiko crazy? !
The short man looked at the short-haired man in horror, but before he could say anything, the short-haired man raised his hand and struck again, directly inserting the entire knife and the smaller half of the handle into his neck.

"Help help"

The body of the man who fell to the ground twitched slightly. After seeing that the short man was also killed by the short-haired man, he covered his neck with one hand and stretched out his other hand towards Kamiya Yuan.

"Help, please," he tried to make out his full voice, but doing so only caused blood to spurt out like a bursting dam.

The short-haired man took the initiative to stand in front of Kamiya Yuan, blocking all the blood that sprayed out.

"After I leave, you clean up this place."

Seeing this tragic situation, Kamiya Yuan couldn't help frowning and ordered, "Take care of my traces, and then call the police. After calling the police, you can just commit suicide."

After saying that, he walked into the elevator and picked up the snakeskin bag.

Feeling the weight of the other party, Kamiya Yuan's face looked a little unsightly.

His physical strength was exhausted too much.

(End of this chapter)