Chapter 187

These human heads were holding hands with the headless corpses. There was a strange, sinister, and frightening ritualistic feel to it.

Wangyue Lin's human nature made her frown subconsciously when she saw these corpses. She stopped looking at them.

"Are these done by the Freaks?"

She had been quietly observing Mr. Zhang's behavior, manner of speech, and tone of voice.

Although Mr. Zhang spoke in Chinese, his tone of voice and so on could be imitated.

Therefore, Ichiro Kenike and the others did not suspect her of her current appearance.

"I'm not sure."

Kenchi Ichiro frowned as well. "It could be a freak, or it could be the work of a serial killer. To be safe, let's confirm it first.

"If it's not a Freak, we'll hand it over to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Wangyue Lin looked in the direction of the corpses.

Green Hair and Red Hair were squatting there to check.

Both of them were called Fuuma.

However, they weren't brothers; they just happened to have the same last name.

The green-haired Fuuma had a violent temper. He refused to submit to anyone except for Ichiro Kenike. Yiling's ability was to control fire.

However, she could only control fire and couldn't create fire out of thin air. Moreover, the flames she controlled would also hurt herself.

Therefore, when he fought, he would wear gloves made of fireproof material and a bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet was actually a ignition device that could shoot out sparks.

However, Wangyue Lin heard that all the bones in his body had been broken before. He had only recently recovered with the help of special medical equipment.

Perhaps it was because of the trauma, but he wasn't as arrogant as before.

The red-haired one was Yuu Fuuma. He had a calm personality … fine, he was just timid and afraid of death.

Every day, his biggest goal in life was to become a parasite collecting taxes from the commoners.

He was a lowly tool of society.

Yiling's ability was to control earth.

Similar to the green-haired Fuuma, he could only control earth and couldn't create earth out of thin air.

However, his ability was more applicable than Fuuma's. After all, earth was everywhere.

He could also use an ability similar to [Earth Release].

However, that would only make the earth beneath his feet seem like liquid.

If he went in, he would also suffocate to death.

That was why he would wear protective goggles and an oxygen mask before fighting.

After a few minutes, the two of them stood up and dusted themselves off as they walked back.

The red-haired man's expression didn't look too good. "I can't tell if it was done by a freak or not, but this wound … it wasn't done by a sharp blade, an axe, or a chainsaw."

"Then what is it?"

The green-haired man's mouth twitched as the corners of his eyes twitched. "It was forcefully torn off."

"Then it must be done by a freak."

"That might not be the case." The red-haired man handed over an A4-sized piece of paper with his gloved hand.

There was only one sentence written on it.

"A provocative message left behind by the culprit."

Ichiro Kenike put on his gloved hand and took the paper. Then, he raised his eyebrows.

There were only two sentences on the letter.

[This is the punishment from God.]

[This is only the beginning.]

Below was the name of the culprit.

[God.]

Ichiro Kenike's expression visibly darkened. "Is it done by someone …"

Wangyue Lin said coldly, "Did someone obtain the 'relic'?"

"That's about it, but there are still some questions that I can't figure out."

The red-haired man also asked, "Is it done by some Spirit Controller organization?"

"The probability is not high, but it's not impossible." Ichiro Kenike rubbed the space between his eyebrows. "As for the specifics, we'll have to wait for the forensics team to finish their examination."

He had discovered something very strange, but he had to see what the Metropolitan Police Department could find out first.

There were very few Japanese forensics teams, but this was Dongjing, after all, so it was possible to find a proper forensics team.

Ichiro Kenike temporarily left.

After a while, he came back with a large group of people.

After taking the photo, the paper was also handed over to the other party.

Looking at the people who were already busy, the group of four from the Public Security Department Six stood on the side in a daze.

Seeing Wangyue Lin's curious expression, Ichiro Kenike continued to lecture her.

"They're from the Metropolitan Police Department."

Ichiro Kenike lit a cigarette. "Garrison Police Department First Division's Special Assault Unit (Elite force responsible for anti-terrorism and hostage rescue), First Mobile Unit (Responsible for handling explosives and sharp weapons in the Chiyoda district)."

Ichiro Kenike pointed at the forensics team and a group of men in black suits surrounding the corpse and said:

"The forensics class and the search class are here. The mobile search team has already withdrawn. This is not something they can handle."

If Wang Quan was here, he would not be able to understand what was going on.

What the hell is going on! It sounded like a book from heaven.

But Wangyue Lin nodded expressionlessly and didn't say anything.

She was very clear about this.

After all, her father … Wangyue Xiao, was the Deputy Director of the Metropolitan Police Department. Basically, he was the second most important person in the police department. It could be said that he was only below two people.

She was also very clear about these things under the influence of what she saw and heard.

For example, she knew that the Metropolitan Police Department also had a Ministry of Public Security. But the Public Security Department Six was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Public Security. Instead, it was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice's Public Security Investigation Department.

Moreover, they were directly responsible for higher levels of existence.

Ichiro Kenike didn't say any of this, but she knew.

In the past, she just didn't care about it. But after her teacher used her body to join the Public Security Department Six, she also went to do some research.

"Then what should we do now?"

"Just wait." Ichiro Kenike flicked the ash off his cigarette, but in return, Wangyue Lin gave him a look of disgust.

She wasn't as handsome as her teacher and didn't smell as good, so she shouldn't imitate her teacher's action of smoking.

She started to dislike Ichiro Kenike.

But Ichiro Kenike didn't care, or rather, he didn't care about it.

He explained, "Other than a few people in the Public Security Department Six, the others weren't civil servants in the past, nor did they come from a professional team. They don't know much about criminal investigation work, so usually, our Public Security Department Six comes out to fight."

In other words, once a transcendent was involved, it was the Public Security Department Six's turn to step in.

Not long after, a man wearing a golden-framed red circular badge with the words [S1S MPD] on his collar walked over.

He saluted. "I'm White Bird from the Search Department. I have something to discuss about the case."

"Okay." Ichiro Kenike nodded and began to describe the process. "Our colleagues from the Public Security Department Six's Auxiliary Search Department have just helped the priest of the Hieda Shrine solve a vengeful spirit problem and happened to pass by here on their way home.

"After discovering the situation here, he contacted me immediately, so I asked him to protect the scene in place. After that, I immediately brought two Spirit Controller colleagues here.

"We suspect that it's the work of a freak, but after investigation, we discovered that it's not the case. It's also possible that the freak has gone to other places according to the killing pattern, so we need your information for analysis."

The Search Department, or rather, the Metropolitan Police Department, which was often on the frontline, naturally knew about the existence of vengeful spirits and freaks.

"I understand." White Bird put away the notebook used for recording and began to introduce his findings.

"First, the age. According to the identification class, the seven deceased should be between 10 and 18 years old. They are all female, and there are no injuries on their lower bodies. There are no semen spots in their bodies. The time of death was between five hours to one and a half hours ago."

At this point, White Bird paused, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

It was as if something had shattered his worldview and common sense, making it very difficult for him to understand.

"According to the identification class and our investigation, these deceased … seem to have died at the same time, and the cause of death is' beheading '. But … "

He pursed his lips, and his gaze was blank. "But the deceased's heads seem to have been pulled out by themselves."

"By themselves?"

Ichiro Kenike keenly discovered the problem.

He would not have been surprised if the heads had been pulled out.

Aside from freaks, it was not like there were no Spirit Controllers who could do this.

But pulling them out by themselves at the same time …

"That's right. They pulled them out by themselves at the same time. According to the laceration of the wound and the direction of the fracture, it looks like this. "

White Bird stuffed the notebook and pen back into his pocket. He raised his hands and placed them on both sides of his temples to hold his head. Then, he made a pulling motion.

Ichiro Kenike and the others looked at each other.

Wangyue Lin could not help but say, "Can a Spirit Controller do this kind of thing?"

"At present, all the Spirit Controllers recorded in Japan can't do it, whether it's official or civilian."

Ichiro Kenike sighed. "It's very obvious. Someone must have obtained some 'relic'."

Someone left a note, indicating that this matter was man-made.

A Spirit Controller would not be so arrogant.

Dangerous people would not be like that either. They always did things with a purpose.

However, judging from this note, there was no purpose at all. It was as if there was something wrong with the brain of a chuunibyou who thought he was a god.

Killing people was just to satisfy his twisted heart and to get attention.

Otherwise, why would he leave the corpse at the school gate?

It was even arranged in a ritualistic manner.

If he was really a dangerous person, he would either make demands or conditions directly, or he would not leave any information behind to avoid suspicion.

After all, if he wanted to hide himself and did nothing after killing people, he could completely hide the appearance of a freak leaving after killing people.

"Is there no other way?" White Bird could not help but ask. "If he used supernatural powers to kill people across space, it will be very difficult for us to find any clues."

They did not collect any unfamiliar shoe prints, fingerprints, blood, skin cuticle fragments, or hair in the surroundings.

The clues were considered dead.

"There's no way for the time being. We can only wait for the other party to commit murder next time. Also, it depends on luck. "

Ichiro Kenike's expression was also very ugly.

Wangyue Lin bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth and could not help but clench her fists.

These deceased … were all teenage girls.

She thought of herself.

If she had not met Sir, she might have died just like that and the case would have been concluded as a suicide.

By then, no one would care why she had committed suicide.

However, she was just an ordinary high school student and could not think of a solution at all.

At that moment, she suddenly heard the calm electronic sound of Wang Quan's cell phone.

"Ask for information on the missing girls between the ages of ten and eighteen in the Chiyoda district within three months. If you can't match up, expand the search to the whole of Tokyo."

Wangyue Lin subconsciously looked around but did not see Wang Quan's figure.

Moreover, Ichiro Kenike and the others did not have the slightest reaction, as if they could not hear the electronic sound of Sir's cell phone at all.

Although it was not Wang Quan's voice, Wangyue Lin did not know why but she felt relieved.

However, she did not know how to contact Sir.

"You just need to speak in your mind."

Wangyue Lin nodded slightly and then asked in her mind, "Sir, have you locked down the range of the murderer?"

"It's just a guess." The electronic translation was still calm. "But it's not far from the truth."