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Chapter 94 Gastly: Gin, I'm here to negotiate!
At this time, Kitahara Natsuyu was unaware that he had become the villainous big boss and was about to be besieged by the black organization.

Even if I find out, I won't panic. I'm invincible; do whatever you want.

Meanwhile, he was leisurely strolling through the supermarket, buying groceries for tonight, and texting with Huangzi.

In addition, he also took a walk with a man who was hostile towards him.

Commonly known as dog walking.

From the emotions this person exuded, he already knew that this person was Tanaka Tomofumi.

Moreover, not long ago, Inspector Megure called to tell him that they had found the murder weapon.

Furthermore, Tanaka Tomofumi's fingerprints and the victim's bloodstains were found on the murder weapon. In addition to his fingerprints on the murder weapon, Tanaka Tomofumi's fingerprints were also found on the victim's clothes.

It can be almost certainly concluded that the murderer is Tanaka Tomofumi.

The motive remains unclear.

That's why Inspector Megure called to warn Kitahara Natsuhiro to be careful and avoid retaliation.

As the first eyewitness, Kitahara Natsuhiro is highly likely to be the victim of retaliation by the murderer.

Kitahara Natsuhiro disagreed with this.

He had nothing to fear from Tanaka Tomofumi; in fact, he was eager for him to come and kill him.

In this way, he can earn two kinds of money.

After Inspector Megure's phone call, Tomofumi Tanaka appeared around him and was then targeted by Natsuhiro Kitahara.

That's right, it wasn't Tanaka Tomofumi who set his sights on him, but rather he who set his sights on Tanaka Tomofumi.

How could an ordinary office worker, someone similar to Fujie Akiyoshi, possibly be a match for this being who was neither human nor ghost?

So let's slip this guy around first, then take care of him in the alley, and then have Inspector Megure come and clean up the mess.

A smooth little combo will guarantee he obediently goes to jail to pick up the soap.

At that moment, a figure shrouded in darkness glanced at Kitahara Natsuyu, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes: "Damn it, when is this guy going to stop wandering around? Is it that hard to buy something?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro had been browsing in the supermarket for half an hour, which was making him a little irritable.

He wanted to resolve the matter quickly and then run away.

Moreover, he had also considered the idea of ​​running away first, and then...

But the thought that his plans had been ruined by Kitahara Natsuyu made him feel incredibly frustrated.

This was originally a perfect criminal plan, but because of this guy's appearance, he became a stray dog.

He couldn't swallow this insult; he had to kill Kitahara Natsuyu.

The spirit of the Mika people must not be lost.

What he didn't know was that Kitahara Natsuhiro already knew of his existence and was walking his dog.

Finally, after Tanaka Tomofumi waited anxiously, Kitahara Natsuhiro arrived at the cashier and began to pay.

Upon seeing this, Tanaka Tomofumi knew his chance had come and immediately went out through another exit, preparing to wait for the rabbit to run into his trap.

After Tanaka Tomofumi left, Kitahara Natsuhiro also paid and left the supermarket.

Soon after
Kitahara Natsuyu carried the groceries and slowly walked into the alley.

Then, Tanaka Tomofumi, with a sinister grin on his face, rubbed his hands together and followed into the alley.

Then, a piercing scream came from the alley, but it soon fell silent.

"Hey, Inspector Megure, someone tried to kill me, but I subdued him. Could you come over here for a moment?"

"Yes, I'm in Beika Town right now."

After telling Inspector Megure his location, Kitahara Natsuhiro hung up the phone. He glanced at Tanaka Tomofumi, who had been beaten to a pulp and was unconscious, and then walked out of the dark and narrow alley to wait for Inspector Megure's arrival.

A dozen minutes later, Inspector Megure arrived at the location with two officers and found Tanaka Tomofumi, whose face had been beaten into a pig's head, in a dark alley.

"Tanaka Tomoshi?!"

Even though he was beaten to a pulp for murder, Inspector Megure could still discern something from his facial features.

This person was none other than Tanaka Tomofumi, whom they were looking to capture.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuhiro feigned ignorance: "Tanaka Tomofumi? Isn't that the younger brother of the deceased Tanaka Kazuyuki? Why did he kill me?"

Inspector Megure frowned and glanced at Tanaka Tomofumi, who was sleeping like a baby: "I think his attack on you is probably related to his brother's death."

"Based on my guess, he was probably going back to pack up and destroy the evidence, but you, Kitahara, discovered the body, which prevented him from destroying the evidence."

"The only way I can vent my anger is to kill you."

"Fortunately, Kitahara, you were quick-witted and dealt with Tanaka Tomofumi. You really did our police a big favor."

"You're such a lucky star!"

Inspector Megure laughed and patted Kitahara Natsuhiro on the shoulder, looking very grateful.

Without Kitahara Natsuhiro, they don't know how long it would have taken them to find Tanaka Tomofumi.

Now that's perfect, it's like a pillow being delivered to someone who's sleepy.

"Inspector Megure, you're too kind. I thought someone was trying to do something to me. When I found out, I just knocked him out." Kitahara Natsuhiro smiled.

smoothly
Upon hearing this, Inspector Megure's smile froze.

Listen, is this human talk?

Knocking down an adult male is considered "easy"?
But when he thought of Kitahara Natsuyu's past impressive record, he didn't find it so outrageous.

In short, this is a good thing for their Metropolitan Police Department.

“Brother Kitahara, I’ll apply for the bonus for you. I’ll head back now. Do you need me to take you home?” Inspector Megure asked.

Kitahara Natsuyu shook his head: "No need, my home is nearby, just a few steps away, so I won't trouble you."

"Okay, then I'll take my people back first. If there's anything else, call me and I'll get there as soon as possible."

"Okay, I will."

Kitahara Natsuhiro waved goodbye to Inspector Megure.

After Inspector Megure left, he also left the alley and headed towards the apartment.

Night falls over Tokyo Bay.

It was nearly midnight, and the members of the yakuza organization who frequented this area had long since disappeared. All that remained were impoverished homeless people and still-wet blood and cement.

Shortly afterward, two black cars drove into the dark Tokyo Bay, breaking the tranquility of the area.

After the car stopped, five people got out.

These five people are Gin, Vermouth, Cohen, Chianti, and Tequila.

Cohen and Chianti were carrying bags containing their weapons, sniper rifles.

Gin glanced at the dark sea ahead, then turned to Cohen and Chianti: "You two go find a sniping location. Do not fire without my order."

Cohen and Chianti nodded and said, "Understood, Gin."

The two then took their sniper rifles and headed to other suitable sniping locations.

After Cohen and Chianti left, Gin and the others went about their respective duties, waiting for the ghost to arrive.

Soon.
Gin glanced at his watch; it was nearly midnight, the hands steadily moving towards twelve. Just as the hour, minute, and second hands aligned on the number twelve, a sinister laugh echoed from the sky.

"Jie Jie"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Vermouth knew that Gastly had arrived.

At that moment, Gin looked up in the direction of the sound and found a creature with only a head floating above him, its big, round eyes staring at him.

Make him feel stressed.

Looking at the creature before him, Gin's heart sank, his previously calm expression changed, and even his worldview was somewhat shaken.

Could it be that ghosts really exist in this world?
He didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the ghosts in the sky, he had no choice but to believe it.

Before they arrived, he had his men search the entire place thoroughly to ensure there were no traps before bringing them here.

Now, an unidentified creature has appeared above his head, making him question the meaning of life.

Surely he couldn't have been fooled by a smokescreen too.

nonexistent.

Therefore, ghosts are real!

Vermouth, sitting in the car, watched Gin remain silent for a long time, a look of horror on his face, and felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

"I told you, this guy is a ghost, not someone playing tricks, but you just wouldn't believe me. Now look what's happened!"

Gin always believed that the existence of ghosts was just a hoax, and he didn't believe even Vermouth's words, even mocking her a few times.

This bothered her, and now, Gin is starting to question his own existence.

However, Gin was a man of many experiences and was not intimidated by the scene. He quickly recovered and asked in a deep voice, "You are the ghost?!"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu descended and appeared in front of Gin.

"I have a name, my name is Gastly."

“I think I’ve already told Vermouth this name. Didn’t she tell you?” Kitahara Natsuhiro looked at the car behind him and winked at Vermouth inside.

Upon hearing this, Gin's expression darkened, but he didn't say anything.

He knew that this was probably Vermouth's revenge.

Kitahara Natsuhiro knew from Gin's expression that Vermouth hadn't told him the truth.

"No," Gin replied, immediately changing the subject; he wasn't going to continue the conversation.

"We have brought the gold you requested."

Gin waved his hand, and Tequila, who was standing behind him, nodded and immediately took out several black boxes from the car.

When the black box was opened, it was filled with glittering gold.

Looking at the gold, a hint of doubt flashed in Kitahara Natsuyu's eyes.

When did Gin become so easy to talk to, giving gold just like that?

Or does he think he can take me down with those two good-for-nothings, Chianti and Cohen?
He had been there for a while, but he was just conducting reconnaissance from the air.

He explored the entire Tokyo Bay area and even knew the exact locations of Chianti and Cohen.

Two mere sniper rifles couldn't do him any harm.

Unless he is hit head-on by a grenade or bomb, it is wishful thinking for Gin and his ilk to try and keep him here.

"I want to inspect the goods."

As soon as Kitahara Natsuyu finished speaking, a pale blue light emanated from his body, and a piece of gold flew out of the box, finally landing in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, purple flames suddenly appeared on the gold nugget, and the surrounding space began to distort under the scorching heat of the flames.

To the astonishment of Gin and the others, the gold nugget melted into liquid.

The liquid gold floated in mid-air due to his superpowers, and was then stretched into various shapes by Kitahara Natsuyu using his superpowers.

Kitahara Natsuhiro glanced at Gin and the others, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

You little punks, we can't handle you.

Seeing this, Gin calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

But a closer look reveals that Gin's hands are not as steady as before, and there is a slight tremor.

This is probably a true depiction of encountering a ghost when you go out.

"This guy"

Vermouth's smile vanished, replaced by deep despair.

Faced with such a terrifying ghost, can she really find a way to deal with him?
Am I destined to be humiliated by this lecherous man forever?
"Excellent, excellent, it's real gold, I'm very satisfied."

Kitahara Natsuyu nodded, used his superpowers to take all the boxes, and then swallowed them all at once.

Gin and the others were no longer so surprised by this scene; they had become numb to it.

“I’ve received the gold. Now you can talk to me. What do you want to talk to me about?” Kitahara Natsuyu let out a strange laugh and flew around Gin.

Gin shivered, not out of fear, but because he was genuinely a little cold.

Furthermore, during Gastly's flight, he remained tense, his hands on his waist, ready to draw his pistol and fire at the slightest provocation, using the gunshot as a signal for the others to riddle Gastly with bullets.

Of course, this is the most ideal situation.

However, according to the available intelligence, guns have no effect on the Gastly in front of them.

If guns are ineffective, then what about grenades?

This time, Gin brought not only guns, but also several grenades.

It was originally meant to be used against people, but I never thought it would be used against ghosts. I don't know if it will even work.

If that doesn't work, should we spend some money to hire a monk from a temple to perform a ritual to help this guy pass on to the afterlife?

Gin is a very pragmatic person. Since conventional weapons are not working, he'll have to let the monks chant sutras to send this guy to the afterlife!

If even the monks don't work, then bring out his Apache helicopter.

He wants to see if this ghost can withstand his Apache helicopter.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuyu raised an eyebrow. He accurately sensed Gin's emotions, which were all hostility towards him.

But he didn't care; there was nothing they could do to him anyway.

"I want to invite you to join our organization!" Gin composed himself, his words brief yet impactful.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu laughed: "Joining your organization? Sounds great, but I'd like to ask, what kind of treatment can you offer me?"

A criminal organization is like a company. If you're going to join a company, you need to clarify the terms and conditions.

"What kind of treatment do you want? As long as it's not too outrageous, I can agree to anything you ask for."

Gin's plan is to first lure Gastly into the organization, and then see if he can use Gastly's power to help the BOSS.

If that doesn't work, then we'll try to find another way to make it.

Sorry, I had something to do today, so I only have one photo. I'll upload the other one tomorrow.

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