Tokyo: Rabbit Police and Her Evil Partner

Chapter 332 Trial Ground

A questioning voice came from outside the door: "Master? What happened? I heard a strange sound..."

"He's busy!"

Senmu Yalan replied hoarsely, staggered into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and after drinking it all in one gulp, she regained some energy.

This was the first time she killed someone with her own hands.

Senmu Yalan didn't have any special feeling, probably because of the will to survive. Apart from the desire to eat and drink, she had almost no other physiological reactions.

She took a breath, returned to the bedroom, searched the master's body, and found a box of small blue pills. Obviously, this thing could not be used to fill the stomach.

After searching for several times, Senmu Yalan found a bunch of keys.

She couldn't stay in this damn place for long, so she stripped off her master's white robe, hid the body under the bedding, went into the bathroom to wash the blood stains on the corners of the robe, dried it with a hair dryer, and put it on herself.

After putting on the hood, he seemed to look somewhat like the master.

Senmu Yalan looked at herself in the mirror for a moment, picked up the broken pieces of the milk can, hid them in her sleeves as a weapon, and after preparing herself mentally, she lowered her head and pushed open the door.

"Master, Holy An—"

The believers on both sides of the corridor knelt down and prostrated themselves on the ground.

Morimu Yalan thought that they were just a bunch of lunatics and that Aum Shinrikyo should go to hell and burn in the fire of karma for ten thousand years.

She remained silent and walked quickly through the corridor, but no one looked up.

When she left, she noticed that there were a row of iron doors on both sides of the corridor, and faint voices of excited or pleading chanting could be heard from inside: "No one can atone for my sins..."

Senmu Yalan felt like vomiting when she heard these words. Killing people was not as disgusting as this. She quickly quickened her pace.

The dark corridor seemed like hell, with furtive chanting echoing continuously, and the believers kneeling on both sides were all minions.

At the end of the corridor is an iron door, which follows the simple industrial style of Aum Shinrikyo without any unnecessary decorations, and looks quite sturdy and durable.

Senmu Yalan tried the key twice and opened the iron gate.

Behind the door was a spiral staircase with a very wide diameter. She leaned on the handrail and looked down, but it was bottomless.

She turned around and saw a red logo spray-painted on the wall:
「-5L」

On her left, there was a freight elevator door with numbers flashing on it. With a ding sound, someone came up on the freight elevator.

Senmu Yalan quickly turned around, faced the railing, and pretended to look at the scenery.

The freight elevator door opened, and a pale light came through. A doctor pushed a bed past. Senmu Yalan glanced at him and saw an unconscious stranger lying on the bed.

She was afraid of being exposed, so she didn't dare to look any further and walked quickly down the spiral staircase. During the walk, she saw many doctors pushing beds into the iron gate... She became more and more frightened, and she didn't know how many people Aum Shinrikyo had kidnapped.

Senmu Yalan spent half an hour walking to the bottom floor and saw a corridor that seemed to lead to the outside world. She hurried over and found a simple map beside the corridor.

The "Cloister of Confessions" is located here.

"Temple of the Seven Sins" - turn right and walk 30 meters.

"Lamb's Nest" - turn left and walk 30 meters.

「Genesis Workshop」——Go straight for 10 meters.

……

Morimu Yalan felt that every landmark looked bad.

She hesitated for a moment and decided to go to the "Temple of the Seven Sins" first. After all, most temples have communion, such as bread, wine or milk. She was really hungry and wanted to eat something to fill her stomach.

No one dared to look her in the eye along the way, so she just slipped through the long and narrow corridor with a red curtain hanging at the end.

After opening it, it seemed to be a reception room, large in area, luxuriously decorated, with a large French window on the left, and leather sofas, but it was empty and no one was in sight. She noticed that there were cakes on the coffee table, and she felt lucky. After wolfing down some, she barely filled her stomach.

Just as she wiped her mouth and was about to leave, the door on the other side of the reception room was pushed open.

The woman wearing the mask of a young lady held a makeup mirror in her hand and had a handbag on her wrist. "Ah, Master, I just happened to be looking for you. Do you have any cream of better quality...eh?"

The two looked at each other.

Senmu Yalan was the first to react. Before the other party could call for help, she rushed over and knocked him unconscious with a vase.

She hesitated for a moment, then chose to strip the man of his clothes, tear off his white robe, tie him up in the women's restroom cubicle, and cover his mouth.

When she came out of the women's restroom again, Morimu Yalan was wearing a female mask and a black low-cut dress, and she didn't look so out of place anymore.

After she finished cleaning up, she looked out the French window, which overlooked a square that was divided into sections like a gambling den. There were countless small televisions in each section, and in the center stood four giant electronic screens, which were broadcasting the popular "Trial" in real time, with the odds constantly jumping.

"They are all crazy..."

Morimu Yalan sighed and saw Yuan Yuzi's face on her giant screen.

"Tonight, blood and chips fly together!"

"The daughter of the Metropolitan Police Commissioner, the daughter of the Kujo family - falls into the trial of truth!"

Betting options (odds updated in real time):

Survival time: Odds 1:9 (chips double for every hour you survive)
……

“These guys are crazy.”

Mori Mu Yalan wondered who was backing Aum Shinrikyo, who dared to kidnap Minamoto Tamako and even openly set up a strange gambling game...

She hesitated for a moment and pushed open the door on the other side of the living room.

The televisions below were basically all playing surveillance footage. Every gambling den was crowded with people. They were dressed in suits and wearing masks of various colors. Most of them traveled in groups and spoke in low voices, like lions and tigers hunting.

No wonder there was no one in the reception room.

Senmu Yalan randomly found an empty seat, took out the chips from her handbag, and placed a bet.

The man wearing a Yasha mask noticed her, sat down next to her, and tried to strike up a conversation. The latter was very familiar with men's hospitality, and in a few words, he got the information he wanted.

After introducing the rules of the game of 'Connect the Dots', Yasha began to analyze the situation: "The 'dog' in Room 9 looks like a smart guy. No wonder the daughter of the Kujo family chose him as her boyfriend... Well, maybe he is a dark horse."

Mori Mu Yalan looked up and saw the giant screen broadcasting in real time, updating the identity information of the "dog", and his odds were rising rapidly.

I didn't expect that Fushimi-kun was also captured...

Senmu Yalan turned around and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you notice? He tried to steal Rabbit's card right at the start," Yasha crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the TV with great interest: "If he didn't recognize Rabbit as his girlfriend, he wouldn't insist on pairing with Rabbit; if he recognized Rabbit as his girlfriend, why did he steal his girlfriend's card?"

He paused, his tone becoming more interested: "This means that he guessed the rules of the game at the beginning, but did not remind anyone... What exactly is he planning?"

Sen Mu Ya Lan's palms were full of sweat. She glanced at the broken body on the TV screen and couldn't help asking, "This trial... is there any hope of winning? I mean, maybe he is trying to escape..."

"what!"

Yaksha seemed to have heard a joke. He took out two chips from his collar. The dealer came over quickly with a tray and he placed the chips gently on the word "death".

"impossible."

He paused, and said confidently: "No one can escape from the Trial Field."

(End of this chapter)