I am a god in Tokyo

Although the other party is indeed a transcendent, but such software falls into the hands of Meng Xin, and he is worried that the girl will die because of the high bounty - he didn't want to give the software to the other party.

But can't find a reason to refuse.

"Are you really not considering staying in Search Nine?"

The captain made a last effort.

"With your strength, as long as you go through a short training, you can join the frontline formation and become a civil servant in the search for Section [-]."

the words landed,

Everyone also looked excited and nodded.

If such a beautiful and powerful girl can come to search Class Nine, even if it is a vase, it will be pleasing to the eye!

Kasumi Hill firmly shook his head.

It's one thing not to like a restrained life, and the second is that she has communicated with Sister Meiqin. She can currently use rituals to cover up the power she has obtained, but if she stays in the search for a long time, there will always be mistakes.

It's better to be a folk transcendent.

Everyone sighed with regret, and the captain could only agree to her request to have someone pass the software to the girl.

This psychic test has come to an end.

The crowd dispersed.

Xia Zhiqiu took a shower, brushed his hair, and happily played with his mobile phone. He followed the tutorial to register, then bid farewell to the enthusiastic police officers, and left to search for Section [-], intending to go back and explore the usage.

in the office.

Imamura Yuyoshi leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes to feel the condition of his body, and shook his head slightly.

During the confrontation in the arena, he could feel that the girl didn't use her full strength at all, and still retained a more terrifying power.

But he,

But even the other party's non-full power state can't parry it.

Calling stop at the critical moment is just for face. If he really continues to fight, he will be the one who will lose if he breaks away from the restrictions of the ring.

What kind of ceremony, what kind of ability, allows a person who has just stepped into the extraordinary world to possess such power?

If such rituals could be owned, reproduced—

He shivered, and sat upright.

The ritual is mysterious, and my thoughts have touched the taboo of psykers.

Dr. Sancheng has a very close relationship with Kasumi Hill, and she has also changed a lot. Perhaps the ceremony obtained by Kasumi Hill is also related to this change?

The captain folded his arms, lost in thought.

Guess turns around in the brain, then hides in the heart

*

Accompanied by the shrill and weird scream, the sneakiness of twisted limbs slowly melted away.

Uehara Satoru looked around, frowned in disappointment, then calmed down and walked out of the house.

At the door, stood a couple with anxiety on their faces.

"solved!"

Uehara Satoru's voice was brisk: "The ghosts in this house have been purified, and you two don't have to worry about the infestation of ghosts anymore. If there is no abnormality within three days, please transfer the remaining balance to my account."

Leaving this sentence, he politely bid farewell and left.

On the way back on the tram, Uehara Satoru played with his mobile phone, flipped through the chat records, and searched for clues to the extraordinary world from the watery topics in the chat group.

The Psionic Office has been open for two days.

Because of the powerful advertisements and the easing of the relationship with the psyker, the other party was willing to introduce business for him, and Uehara Satoru took several business orders in a row.

Also dealt with several supernatural events.

But no trace of the monster was ever found.

Divine power is the nemesis of sneakiness, it hardly takes him much time to deal with supernatural events, most of the time is wasted on the way to and from - this kind of simple and never-missing style has made him famous.

With fame, business will get better and better.

But the money is too much, that is, a number, Uehara Satoru wants to find traces of monsters through these abnormal events.

Although Tokyo is large, there are differences in the area of ​​different districts, and the second largest district, Setagaya, is already under control.

And it should be easier to find traces of monsters from other smaller urban areas, right?

It turns out that

not that simple.

Perhaps it was the Internet Bride incident, which made the people behind the scenes more cautious, so it was more difficult to find traces of monsters.

If Uehara Satoru hadn't been convinced that there were monsters in Tokyo, he might have believed that monsters were in the deep mountains and old forests like other psychics.

Since I am convinced that youkai are in Tokyo,

Uehara Satoru doesn't believe in these monsters, and can really hide forever. The fundamental purpose of his establishment of the Psychic Office is also to find clues of monsters through various abnormal events.

As long as there is evil spirit, there is no escape from his induction.

"Maybe we can start with urban legends?"

Uehara Satoru thought to himself, opened the browser, and started to inquire about the urban legends of Tokyo in the forum.

Chapter 91 Painting the Buddha

Tokyo, Arakawa Ward.

Uehara Satoru stopped and looked forward.

This is an intersection with few vehicles, and the traffic lights stand in the center as if they were old.

Most of the pedestrians on both sides are elderly people in their early years.

Twilight.

Arakawa District borders Ashikaga District, but its sense of presence is far lower than that of Ashikaga District. There are no decent commercial areas, no landmark buildings, and even the land area is quite small.

Young people are working and living in other urban areas,

This place seems to be forgotten, only the old man remains.

Uehara Satoru came here to look for monsters—he searched the urban legends in Tokyo on the forum, and found that there are too many such legends. A certain school has incredible legends, and residents of a certain apartment have committed suicide many times in a row. blocked.

This could be considered an urban legend.

Uehara Satoru was very helpless.

In a normal world, the number of urban legends must be quite rare.

But there are monsters, ghosts and grotesques in this world, and there are not too many urban legends. Any supernatural event can be treated as an urban legend.

Uehara Satoru could only think in reverse.

If it is sneaky, if it touches the killing mechanism, the witnesses will be killed—thus leading to the search section [-], they will either be blocked and isolated, or dealt with.

If it's grotesque,

Ok!

The grotesque has no sense at all and is no longer considered within the scope.

Compared with the sneaky incarnation of despair, monsters can communicate, have their own thoughts, and even stay in Tokyo with a certain purpose.

This means that they will act more cautiously.

Will not kill blindly like a sneak.

'Arakawa late night old man'

According to the details disclosed by online sand sculpture netizens, someone once encountered an old man with strange behavior on this street.

According to him,

That time was at night, on the way home from get off work in the factory, I met an old man.

At that time, there were no cars or pedestrians on the street. The old man stood in the darkness at the intersection, looking at him like a corpse.

He felt chills all over his body, until he passed a car, and when he looked over again, the old man had disappeared.

Like the strange talk of the late-night old man in Arakawa District, it appeared more than once.

There were also several witnesses.

It’s just that there have been no victims yet, and there are too many ghost stories in Tokyo, so the officials did not pay attention to such things. What’s more, the old man in the middle of the night was regarded as an old man who took a walk at night.

It's just that they were too tired to read it wrong.

When Uehara came to his senses, he was also trying his luck.

He put away his mobile phone and started searching around this street, using his divine power to enhance his five senses to capture the evil spirit.

And on the east side of the intersection,

He smelled something weird.

It has a similar coldness to the evil spirit, and it also has a faint rancid smell.

The divine power magnified this smell, and in an instant, the invisible force caught the evil spirit, and the faint red mist that only Uehara Satoru could see passed through the air and passed towards the end of the road.

*

Arakawa is so small that you don't even need to take the tram.

In other words, this evil spirit is not far from the street, just walked a few streets, and walked to an area that seemed to be in the 80s.

Uehara Satoru stopped and looked up.

This is an old residential apartment with mottled and yellowed walls and three floors.

Such an apartment doesn't even have security guards.

The door is open.

Uehara Wu's pupils were red, and his eyes were opened.

On the second floor of the apartment, the third house on the left, there was a thick and dark demonic aura, and with the blessing of divine power, he even smelled the disgusting smell, like a rotting corpse that had been left for dozens of days in summer.

"204 households, it's impossible!"

The aunt chatting at the door had a good impression of this fair-skinned young man with a bright smile, and quickly waved her hand and said, "You must have found the wrong place, your friend can't live here!"

"Household 204 is Mr. Sayama, right?"

The aunts started talking to themselves.

"It's Sayama. He hasn't gone out to look for a job yet. He has been staying at home for several years, and he is usually not seen by anyone."

"Yeah, been living off his father's pension, and that's the... the old man, right?"

"It only comes out on trash Tuesdays. The last time I saw him, he was in a very bad spirit."

Under the guidance of Uehara Satoru,

During the exchanges between the aunts, the residents' information transmitted by the evil spirit was thoroughly revealed.

They chatted along the topic, but didn't realize that the young man had quietly left.

Uehara Satoru glanced at the apartment,

The corpse is soaring.

He reckoned that to deal with this monster, he had to find a helper.

*

at dusk.

"We will try our best to find Miss Tanimura, Mr. Nagata, please don't worry!"

in the apartment,