Tokyo Detective

Chapter 242: Entering Science
The girl in a cute maid outfit bowed.

"Please wait a moment, Master."

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Soon, the senior student in the maid uniform stared blankly at the man in front of him, and the man pointed at the menu and ordered a love set meal.

"Hanyu, why are you here?"

"Just got off work and came here for a midnight snack."

Sakuraba Satomi became even more panicked, so she forced a smile and said.

"Let me introduce you to the most beautiful lady in our store."

"No need, you can do it, Senior Sister. Well, another sweet magic set meal."

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Naoki Hanyu looked at his senior openly. It was a short-skirt maid outfit, but too much lace didn't match the temperament of the woman in front of him. The only thing that gave him full marks was her legs that had practiced ballet for many years.

Sakuraba Satomi squeezed ketchup and wrote "I love you" on the omelette rice. This behavior felt like a year, as if someone was looking at her with great interest.

"Um, could you please stop looking at me?"

"A professional maid won't care about my gaze. Just continue. I remember there are other moves."

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Sakuraba Satomi put her hands on her chest and made a heart-shaped gesture, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Master. Master, please make the gesture with me, Meng Meng Ai."

Naoki Hanyu finally couldn't hold it anymore.

"Hahaha, Meng Meng Ai, I don't need that. Senior sister, you just continue and I'll just watch."

If the store manager hadn't been watching, Sakuraba Satomi might have been unable to bear it.

It is acceptable to do such actions in front of strangers, but not in front of acquaintances. It seems that after paying off the loan sharks, I should find another job.

I used to be harassed by loan sharks, which is why I couldn’t even hold a decent job.

An hour later, Hanyu Naoki left with a full stomach and satisfied emotions. It was indeed expensive, 1 for an omelette rice and a few desserts, but he was very satisfied with the money.

"Goodbye, senior sister. I will come again when I have time."

"Welcome to visit us next time, Master."

The days passed one by one, and Hanyu Naoki did visit from time to time. Without any pressure, Sakuraba Satomi gradually relaxed and began to feel comfortable calling her master.

6 o'clock in the afternoon.

In the Kabukicho police station, Fujiwara Mai brought back Sakuraba Himena who had completed her community service order. They had just gone to visit some lonely elderly people nearby, helped them clean up their houses, and left some supplies.

Sakuraba Himena was lying on the table, looking very tired, with a bottle of expensive drink in her hand.

"Brother Hanyu, can I ask you something?"

Naoki Hanyu was still handling his affairs and did not even raise his head to respond.

"what's up?"

"Just now, Sister Fujiwara saw two gangsters bullying someone. Not only did she stop them, she also asked them to buy water for her. It felt so strange. Would a normal police officer do this?"

"How many policemen do you know?"

Sakuraba Himena counted them.

"I just know a few of you."

"That's right, Ryosuke and I often ask them to buy water for us, it's normal."

"Oh I got it."

"You have a good physique. If you don't want to go to college, you can try to be a policeman."

"I'll think about it again."

Naoki Hanyu didn't make any more suggestions after seeing this. After he finished dealing with the things at hand, he suddenly noticed that the girl in front of him was fanning her skirt very rudely, and it seemed that some pink color was faintly visible.

"Be careful in the police station and learn more from your sister."

Sakuraba Himena put her legs together, pinched her skirt and slowly pulled it up, fully revealing the curve of her thighs.

"Big brother, do you want to see it?"

Naoki Hanyu didn't even turn his head back to do other things.

"A girl with no breasts and no ass."

"Asshole, how do you know there's nothing when you haven't touched it?"

Sakuraba Himena was very unhappy. Her looks were no less beautiful than her sister and Fujiwara sister, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to deceive so many people on the Internet.

Of course, when she thought of Fujiwara Mai's enviable plumpness, she felt that she could never achieve that.

At this moment, the police received a call saying that a family had been defrauded. The other party pretended to be an exorcist but was actually trying to defraud money.

The address is in Honda neighborhood, 2-chome, Shinjuku-ku, just across the street from Kabukicho.

Originally, Naoki Hanyu didn't care, until the person who called the police described the victim's condition in detail. Only then did he decide to go there in person. After all, he was the only one in the entire police station who was an expert in dealing with dirty things.

Just as Hanyu Naoki and Fujiwara Mai got into the car and were about to rush to their destination, the back door of the car was suddenly opened, and Sakuraba Himena also got in.

"It's the Honda community anyway, so please take me back on the way, Brother Hanyu."

Naoki Hanyu shook his head at this. This girl was really outgoing. But think about it, if she dared to fish and steal, she must be a powerful figure in the community.

"Sit down."

In less than a few minutes, we arrived at our destination. This was a one-family residential area. People who could live here were probably the so-called middle class, which was a completely false concept. We knocked on the door, and when the owner opened it, we saw a tied-up man struggling on the ground, shouting strange words.

"Run, that guy is still here, let me go."

Naoki Hanyu asked with a frown.

"We are police officers from the Kabukicho Police Station. May I ask what is happening here?"

"That's right, this guy is a liar."

As the other party described, Hanyu Naoki finally understood in detail what had happened.

The head of the household was named Masaaki Komuro, his wife was Haruko Komuro, and the victim in this case was named Komuro Koichi, a college graduate.

Koichi Komuro found his first job in Kanagawa Prefecture a few months ago, and the salary is quite good.

Once, they and several colleagues from the company formed a hiking group during the holidays and found an abandoned and gloomy village in Mount Omuro, so they stayed in the village for one night.

As for why they chose to live in a gloomy village, it was because they brought their female companions with them, and the more terrifying the environment, the better.

That night, a colleague told me about a way of seeing ghosts in his hometown, such as lighting a candle in front of a mirror, bowing to the right three times, and holding one's birth date in the hand.

That’s right, it’s the eight characters of birth. Birth characters are not widely used in Japan, but there is a certain cognitive basis. They were also used in divination in ancient times, but they are not used in modern times, just like the Chinese New Year.

After returning to his residence from the mountains, Koichi Komuro performed this ritual in front of a mirror while drunk one day, and he saw a ghost.

In his description, when dirty things appeared, there would be a pool of mud on the ground, which smelled terrible.

After seeing ghosts several times and developing a red rash on his neck, Koichi Komuro finally couldn't stand it anymore and resigned and returned to Tokyo to confess to his family that the tied man was the exorcist they had hired.

It was originally agreed that the exorcism fee would only be 50. Later, the so-called exorcist came into the room and said that the situation was very serious and that the person would die if it was not treated. He then asked for a reward of 500 million and a deposit of 200 million in advance.

Finally, the householder Masaaki Komuro, who loved his son so much, agreed, but it was obvious that the exorcist could not do it.

After persuading the victim's parents to leave, they drugged the victim and then pretended that the dirty things had been disposed of and planned to collect the money and leave.

If Koichi Komuro hadn't woken up because of the pain from the rash on his neck and said that the dirt was still there, they would have really been cheated out of 500 million.

Naoki Hanyu was speechless when he saw the tattooed gangster. This guy was too lazy to even pretend. He looked like a gangster, but he was actually fooled.

"Mai, take this man to the car. Please follow him and record a statement."

"No problem, but our son is still in the room."

Before Hanyu Naoki could say anything, a curious girl's voice suddenly came from behind him.

“Are there really ghosts in the world?”

Naoki Hanyu frowned and looked at the person behind him.

"We are investigating a case, please get out now."

"I have been helping out these past few days, so I am at least half a member of the police station."

Just as Sakuraba Kina was about to hug Hanyu Naoki, a hand pressed against her head and she couldn't move forward.

"Be quiet, and don't talk if you want to stay."

"Yes."

Naoki Hanyu planned to meet the person involved, but he went in alone to take a look, because wherever his eagle eyes saw, there was indeed black mist. It seemed that another unlucky guy really encountered something dirty.

The door was opened and closed before the girl following behind could take a peek, but Sakuraba Himena had a strange look on her face.

I seemed to see a dress just now?

Inside the room, Naoki Hanyu looked at the man who wrapped himself tightly in a quilt. The strange thing was that the person in front of him was not entangled by the black fog.

what's the situation?
According to his experience, if you are entangled by dirty things, black mist will remain.

"I'm a police officer, Mr. Komuro, can I ask you something?"

A pretty face appeared from under the quilt.

"what is the problem?"

"You said that something dirty has taken hold of you. Has it done anything to you?"

Komuro Koichi sat up, revealing his neck covered with red rashes and looking like he had a fever.

"This is caused by dirt. My neck is extremely itchy and bleeding and I have a fever."

The more Hanyu Naoki looked closer, the more strange it seemed. The texture he touched with his fingers confirmed that it was a symptom of some disease.

"I can't guarantee whether Mr. Komuro has encountered any dirt, but the rash on your neck should be a disease. Have you been to the hospital?"

"Huh, sick?"

Komuro Koichi was stunned. It had been almost 10 days since he encountered the ghost, and he had had the rash for a few days. His inner fear made him certain that his symptoms were a curse from a dirty creature. Now someone told him that it was a disease. He felt like a fool.

Naoki Hanyu opened his phone and searched for pictures about cellulitis.

"Look, cellulitis is a skin disease caused by the common bacteria Staphylococcus aureus. It can be found in dirty places, such as garbage bags and old houses. Your condition is very serious now, which causes a fever. If you don't see a doctor, your skin will probably rot."

"Is it really cellulitis and not a curse?"

"I'll take you to the hospital now and you'll find out."

Komuro Koichi was both happy and surprised, and actually stood up and followed Hanyu Naoki out of the room.

Naoki Hanyu confirmed that the other person had a skin disease, but he didn't know whether the dirty thing would curse him, because he did see a red figure in the reflection of the window glass, with his facial features shrouded in black mist.

In response to this, Naoki Hanyu left the room directly. If it dared to come to him, he would let it enjoy the treatment of prime minister.

The famous gun, Abe's knife, is not bad at all.

Half an hour later, the doctor finished his diagnosis. It was true that Komuro Koichi had cellulitis on his neck. According to the description, the reason was probably that when Komuro Koichi was tidying up an abandoned village, an old, bursting linen cloth fell on his neck, causing him to be infected with the skin disease.

(End of this chapter)