I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Sitting behind the long table in the small office, Leticia held her chin, eyes fixed on the landline phone that had been quiet all morning, and her calves hanging on the chair kept dangling.

"Is this president really reliable?"

Cheng Rang brought the teacup from the side and placed it in front of Leticia: "I don't think it's possible."

"Then why do you still stay in this kind of company with no future..." Leticia took a sip of the tea he handed her, then immediately frowned and pushed the cup away.

"It tastes terrible."

"You can't expect that the police company that can't receive any commissions for a month will have any good inventory. The tea has reached its limit before it expires." Cheng Rang poured himself a cup and brought it to his mouth: "But it's just It’s because of such an idle company that we have enough free time to do our own things.”

"It tastes really bad..." Cheng Rang immediately poured the remaining tea in the cup into the kitchen sink nearby.

Apart from the squeaking sound of Leticia gently shaking her legs to lift the chair, there was only the mechanical sound of the wall clock moving the second hand on the wall in the office.

Cheng Rang held up the map of Tokyo he bought in the morning and sat on a stool with his legs crossed as if reading a newspaper, familiar with the roads and environment here.

There are too many narrow alleys and abandoned urban areas in Tokyo, and most of them are not even marked on the map, so the search area of ​​​​the two can only be stretched step by step.

"By the way...should we also include the sewers...ah, what a headache!"

Leticia glanced at the man who was talking to himself, held up her cheeks and yawned, and added: "You have to consider not scaring her after you find her. After all, she has never seen you here before. It's so sudden." Kindness will make her even more nervous and overwhelmed, especially you, a lolicon!"

"Am I that scary?"

"Then who almost chopped the whole world into pieces for a dead lolita?"

"...Tsk, didn't I give up in the end?"

"What about this time? Maybe the Lina we find will also be a corpse, even more miserable than the one who died in your arms in the last world."

"If you said that on purpose to anger me, then you may have failed."

Leticia stared at Cheng Rang, who was as calm as ever, and raised her slender eyebrows slightly: "This is the effect I want, but even if you can control your emotions, all actions must be followed by me. You must not Act alone.”

"I'm not a child anymore, do I need Lady Leticia to worry so much?"

Leticia looked at Cheng Rang with complicated eyes, and finally sighed softly as if she felt helpless, stopped her swinging legs and said, "I mean, we need to supervise each other..."

Cheng Rang raised his eyes from the map and looked at Leticia. Then he put down his crossed legs, shook the map in his hand to make a sound, and focused on it again.

"I know, I'll be with you."

"That's good." Leticia jumped down from the chair and grabbed the office key that Kisara left here, "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

Leticia flicked out light from her fingertips and shot it at the map in Cheng Rang's hand, leaving a flickering light spot at a location.

"Mr. Masked Claus has appeared again. Last time I left a spell mark on him. Let's go and see what interesting things will happen?"

Chapter 49: A Billion Yen Request

Tokyo Regional Defense Ministry Office Building, Japan.

The office building was deserted in the afternoon. After Rentaro and his wife reported their names at the entrance, they were taken into the office building and took the elevator up quickly.

In front of the room marked "First Conference Room", the staff member who led the way nodded and left.

Rentaro couldn't help but sigh as he opened the door for Kisara. The room is so spacious that it cannot be imagined from the narrow door. A slender oval table is placed in the center of the room, and a huge display panel is embedded in the wall inside.

The problem is the people sitting in the room.

"Sister Kisara, this is..."

"Although I expected that I was not the only one to be called here, I really didn't expect so many colleagues to be called here."

Wearing well-made suits, people who were probably at the level of police presidents were already sitting at the designated positions. Behind them were some big men who could tell from a glance that they were specialized in combat work. In their hands they all held weapons made of steel alloy that glowed with black metallic luster.

There is no doubt that they are as much promoters as Rentaro. It can be seen that there are several starter children who are similar to Yanzhu standing next to them.

The moment Rentaro stepped into the room, the chatter of the people sitting here suddenly stopped. Murderous gazes were fixed on the two of them.

"Hey, what's wrong with the quality of the police recently? Have even the children started playing police house? Did you go to the wrong room? If it's a study visit for the social studies class, get out quietly!"

One of the facilitators walked towards them, shouting deliberately loudly.

Through the vest on his body, you can clearly feel his chest as hard as iron plate. He had blond hair standing on end that looked like it was burning, and a scarf with a skull pattern tied around his mouth. His triangular eyes that reached just above his eyebrows looked at this side fiercely.

The man was carrying a huge black sword that was almost as tall as Rentaro on his back. If he could control this weapon easily, he must be no ordinary person.

Rentaro mustered up the courage and stepped forward as if to protect Kizara, but his behavior seemed to make the man very unhappy.

"Aha?"

"Who are you? If anything happens, please tell me your name first."

"What do you mean by 'Who are you? If you need anything, just tell me your name.' You little brat, you can tell at a glance that you are weak."

"The strength of a police officer is not determined by appearance."

"Hey, these words are really infuriating. I really want to chop you to death..."

The man's stern gaze made Rentaro feel a little weak in his feet, and his Adam's apple moved up and down with force. Damn it, why is this kind of gangster-like guy here?

I don't want any disputes to arise in this place. Just when Rentaro was wondering which policeman this was and looking around, his face suddenly received a blunt impact.

As Kisara yelled, Rentaro was knocked away and landed on his back. The next moment, he immediately rolled over and reached for the weapon in the holster on his belt.

"Silly, why are you so excited that you even want to draw your gun? This is just to say hello~"

There were jeers at Rentaro.

....This bastard!

"Satomi-san, ignore people like this. Please don't forget the purpose of our coming here."

"Hey, you brat, what did you just say?!"

"Prisoner, stop it."

One of the people sitting next to the table seemed to be his employer, and he stopped the man with words.

The general immediately looked impatient: "Not like you, Mr. Mishima...!"

"Please show some restraint. If bloodshed occurs in this building, we will be in trouble. If you can't obey my words, get out of here immediately."

The man called Shogun seemed to be thinking about something and was silent for a moment. Then he glanced at Rentaro viciously, said "Okay" and retreated.

Rentaro relaxed and sighed deeply.

Kisara looked at the employer who stopped the man, nodded slightly, pulled out a chair and sat on the seat behind the sign marked "Tendou Civilian Security Club".

"General Ikuma, who is affiliated with the Mishima Royal Guard, IP ranking, 1584th."

"Does it start with one thousand?" Rentaro was a little surprised when he heard Kisara's explanation in a low voice.

"He is among the top one percent of the more than 700,000 policemen in the world. By the way, Satomi and Koju's rankings are over 120,000."

Kisara glanced at Rentaro and sighed deliberately.

"Obviously he is such an excellent starter, but our facilitator is a fool and a loser. His level is lower than mine, and he is hopelessly weak."

Rentaro pretended not to hear. But in my heart I felt that what Mu Geng said was absolutely true.

The quality of the initiators and promoters is directly related to the company's popularity. In other words, a famous police company is equivalent to having multiple powerful combinations. Yanzhu is very strong. As long as he finds the right promoter, reaching the thousand level is a sure thing. And her failure to jump out of the middle area of ​​120,000 shows that her partner is incompetent. Even if others say so, it is natural.

And my own company, after finally adding new people, is still ranked 230,000 behind me. The future is really worrying. Not to mention salary this month, even life is a problem... ..

At this moment, a man in uniform walked into the room. Everyone at the president level, including Kisara, stood up together.

He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

"The reason why I asked you to come here today is because I have entrusted you with something to the police. You can think that this is an entrustment from the government."

The man paused briefly for everyone to understand and looked around.

"Well, there's one absence."

The chairs a few seats away from Rentaro and the others were vacant.

"Before I explain the content of this commission, let me tell you that those who want to withdraw should leave immediately. After listening to the commission, you can no longer refuse."

Rentaro looked around, and sure enough, no one stood up. Including Kisara, there were more than 30 people sitting around the oval table. Kisara, who came straight from school and was still wearing a sailor uniform, stood out, but she didn't care at all.

As for the police groups waiting behind the other presidents, their costumes are really weird. None of them seemed to have the slightest idea of ​​wearing formal attire because they were going to a government building.

Shogun Ikuma was leaning against the wall alone, and then Rentaro found a girl next to him.

The girl wore a long-sleeved dress and leggings in a plain color. Although he has a pair of big, watery eyes, he gives people an emotionless and cold feeling.

Because the impression of the prisoner was so strong that he was just aware of it. That girl seemed to be the one who started his partnership.

Just when Rentaro and the girl looked at each other, he saw the girl covering her stomach with her hands and looking over, with a slightly sad expression on her face. At first, Rentaro was still worried about whether she had a stomachache, but soon her slightly opened mouth made a mouth gesture of "I'm hungry."

What is that...

"Very good, does that mean no one wants to quit?" The man looked around at everyone again as if he was giving instructions. Then he said: "The following

, let this adult explain it to everyone. "

Then the man stepped aside, and the huge display on the wall lit up, showing a close-up of a girl.

"Hello everyone."

Kisara's eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately stood up. Almost at the same time, other presidents also stood up in a hurry.

Clothes and silver hair as pure white as covered with a layer of snow - the Holy Emperor.

She was the ruler of Japan's Tokyo area after its defeat. The white-haired old man's auxiliary officer, Tendo Kiku no Cheng, also followed her like a shadow.

For just a moment, Tendou Kisara and Kikunoshi's eyes met, and sparks burst out. It was precisely because he knew about the dispute between the two that Rentaro felt frightened.

The Holy Emperor sat calmly on the chair, and behind her you could see expensive paintings and a bed with a canopy. It was her private room within the sanctuary.

Rentaro began to feel strangely uneasy about this sudden appearance of an authority figure. His instinct told him that he might be involved in something terrible.

"Please don't be formal, let me explain."

But no one sat down.

"Having said that, the commission itself is very simple. What I want to entrust you to the police is to eliminate the source of infection that caused an infected person who entered the Tokyo area yesterday. The other is to ask everyone to remove the source of infection that is believed to have been absorbed into the body of this gastrula. The box was recovered undamaged.”

--box?

Another window appears on the display. The number next to the light silver metal box inside is the reward for completing the task.

Seeing that value, Rentaro felt confusion mixed in the atmosphere around him.

"...a billion?"

Chapter 50 The foolish man who declares war on the gods

President Mishima, the employer who had just stopped General Ikuma, raised his hand at this time.

"Can I ask a question? Can we assume that the box was swallowed or involved by a gasterozoa?"

"That's right."

The so-called "involvement" refers to the phenomenon in which the victim's broken clothing, epidermis, and ornaments worn on the body are inhaled and healed by the changed gastrula tissue during gastrulation. That leaves nothing to do but knock it down and take it out.

"Does the government have some information on the nature and type of the source of infection and its current hiding place?"

"It's a pity that these aspects are still unclear." Sheng Tianzi shook his head slightly and answered.

This time it was Kisara's turn to raise his hand.

"Can I ask what's in the recycled box?"

The surrounding presidents discussed in low voices. They didn't seem to expect that Yuki Sarada was asking the question on behalf of everyone.

"Oh, you are?"

"My name is Tendo Kisara."

Shengtianzi showed a slightly surprised expression, and glanced at Tendo Kikunojo next to him without trace.

"I've heard your rumors, but you really asked a strange question, President Tendo. This is the client's privacy, so of course I can't answer it."

"I can't accept it. According to the common sense that the source of infection and the infected person have the same genetic form, the original intestinal organism of the source of infection is probably also a spider type. An enemy of that level can be defeated by one of our company's promoters."

After making this assertion, Kisara looked at Rentaro with uneasy eyes, and then added in a low voice: "Probably..."

Kisara continued: "The question is why such a simple commission comes with such a ridiculously high commission fee - and why does it need to be entrusted to the top experts among the police? I can't understand this. In this case, I will doubt the existence of this commission It’s quite risky in terms of price returns. That’s justifiable.”