Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

"Tonight I'll find a quiet place to lay the bait and wait for it to walk right into my trap." Qinggong Eliza leaned back lightly in her chair, seemingly wanting to close her eyes and take a nap.

"Wait a minute!" Kyushu Makoto found it strange: "Since we already have a way to make it walk into our trap, why should we risk fighting it?"

"What do you mean?" Qinggong Eliza opened one eye and frowned slightly.

"I remember the guidebook saying that the Public Security Bureau's Demon Hunting Division has a militarized paranormal countermeasures self-defense force, and the Onmyoji Bureau also has a security force," Kyushu Makoto suggested, staring at her face.

"Why don't we just hand the severed arm over to the authorities and let them send the army to handle it? That would be much more reliable than the two of us lying in ambush."

"..." Elizabeth seemed to be persuaded for a moment, but she quickly said firmly, "No."

"Why?" Kyushu Makoto asked in return.

"..." She hesitated for a moment before replying, "If we hand it over to the police, we'll lose fewer points."

"You mean you'd rather choose a high-risk method than give up the points?" Kyushu Makoto became increasingly troubled.

"Don't you know my situation?" The girl sighed, her tone turning displeased.

"My goal is to reach the Master level, so I need more points. I'll lead the charge then, and if you're scared, you can just back out."

"Are you really that obsessed with points?" Kyushu Makoto shook his head in disbelief. "But you really do speak your mind, aren't you afraid of making me angry?"

“It’s not that I can’t lie, it’s just that there’s no need for me to lie to someone like you, a nobody.” Elizabeth Qinggong continued, leaning back in her chair.

"Anyway, you'll soon be a stranger to me, so there's no point in socializing with you. It doesn't matter whether I try to please you or annoy you."

Her gaze dimmed noticeably, but she still deliberately maintained her condescending tone.

Silence fell over the car; the two seemed to have run out of things to say.

"So what's your answer?" Half a minute later, Eliza Qinggong urged, "If you don't want to participate in the mission, get off the bus now."

"Are you determined to risk your life for points?" Kyushu Makoto asked rhetorically.

“My decision will not change,” she replied.

"So what do you think the odds are?" Kyushu asked.

“Based on the intelligence we have, if we set up an ambush beforehand, I have a 60% chance of winning a one-on-one fight against it, and a 40% chance of killing it on the spot.” Qinggong Eliza's eyes were half-open, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"If you're included, we should have a 70 to 80% chance of winning."

"That's too low. You still dare to go for it with such a slim chance of winning?" Kyushu Makoto exclaimed in surprise.

"This is already a very high chance of winning, what more do you want?" she asked, puzzled.

“I will only make a move if I have a 90% to 100% chance of winning,” Kyushu Makoto replied.

"So you're just a coward." Qinggong Eliza smiled contemptuously and opened the passenger door with the remote control: "Get out. If you're a coward, you shouldn't be an exorcist."

Kyushu Makoto got out of the car quite readily, but before closing the door, he took out a few talismans and waved them around:

"Since you gave me something, I have a way to increase our chances of winning to 90% or even 100%. Would you like to hear it?"

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116. Six-wheel drive Iaijutsu (a type of sword/armor)

Qing Palace Elizabeth paused for three seconds, then immediately put on a poker face:

"are you joking around with me?"

Kyushu Makoto patted the car door and asked:

"According to you, the [Hunter's Blade] is rated C+, which means it's the strongest enemy in C-rank, right?"

“That’s right, I’m about to be promoted to Rank B, so I need to choose the most difficult Rank C missions to boost my score,” Eliza Kiyomiya admitted.

"But after fighting it last night, I found it was almost identical to a human; even an ordinary person like me could fight it to a standstill," Kyushu Makoto recalled, and said:

"If there's anything extraordinary about it, it's probably its extremely strong vitality. Even after I tore off its arm, it was still alive and kicking."

“First of all, someone like you who can tear off a monster’s arm with your bare hands isn’t exactly an ‘ordinary person.’” Kiyomiya Eliza crossed her legs and rested her hands behind her head.

"Moreover, [Hunter Blade] probably underestimated its opponent, which is why you gained the upper hand."

Makoto Kyushu did not deny this viewpoint.

Ultimately, he was just a little lucky; he happened to grab the monster and throw it to the ground, preventing it from using its swordsmanship, which is how he won the battle.

"But the fact that I could tear off its arm at least proves that its physical strength is quite average, not much stronger than a human's," Kyushu Makoto asked.

"I have a question. Suppose the [Hunter's Blade] is run over by a heavy truck, will it be damaged?"

"Hmm, that should be fine." The girl raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment. "But it's just physical damage after all, so it will heal quickly."

"The enhancement talisman you gave me can imbue weapons with spiritual power." Kyushu Makoto then asked, "Then if I stick a talisman on a truck, will it cause serious damage to it?"

“Theoretically, yes,” she replied hesitantly.

Kyushu Makoto smiled with satisfaction and posed the final question:

Are there any dealerships around here that sell large trucks? I'd like to get one.

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An hour later, the two arrived at a used car dealership.

"Your so-called good idea is to drive a big truck into it? And you call that 'dump truck Iaijutsu'..." Qinggong Eliza glanced at him:

"This is insane... How could you come up with such a damn idea?"

"Huh? I thought normal people would think that way." Kyushu Makoto was surprised instead.

"Haven't any exorcists tried to run over monsters with trucks before me?"

"First of all, no normal person would have such an idea. It's you who's 'abnormal' to come up with something like this," Qinggong Elizabeth said calmly, arms crossed.

"Secondly, none of the exorcists currently registered with the Onmyodo (Yin-Yang Bureau) should have obtained a large vehicle exemption permit. Most importantly, who would specifically buy a large truck for an exorcism?"

“Since no one has tried it before, I’m even more determined to give it a shot. What if I succeed?” Kyushu Makoto smiled and gave a thumbs up.

“Okay, I admit the idea is novel. But can you drive?” Eliza Qinggong raised her thin eyebrows.

“I used to drive it secretly when I was working, so I’m very skilled at it,” Kyushu Makoto replied casually.

Of course, that statement is a lie.

"Jiuzhou Cheng" had no driving experience whatsoever, and had never even touched a steering wheel.

However, "Chen Jiuzhou" was a seasoned driver in his previous life. He had obtained a Class A large vehicle driver's license in Yanhuang and had also helped his master's old friend run long-distance freight.

My master said that in his day, when driving long distances, he often encountered bandits who would ambush and rob people on the road. Rather than getting out of the car and fighting those well-prepared robbers, the best way to save his life was to run them over with his car.

Over time, the master mastered a move called "Mud Cart Iaijutsu," where he would slam on the gas pedal from a hundred meters away and end the fight in five seconds.

Unfortunately, this tactic is theoretically illegal, and if caught in Yanhuang, one would go to jail.

Ultimately, even the most vicious robbers have their "human rights" protected by law. Moreover, the traffic regulations of the early years of the Chinese Communist Party were formulated based on the principle of "taking care of the vulnerable on the road," meaning that no matter how much the victim deserved to be hit, the driver would still bear criminal responsibility.

Moreover, vehicles are not considered self-defense weapons under the law, making it difficult to meet the conditions for leniency under the "legitimate defense" clause.

But since spirit beings are monsters without "human rights," there should be no legal responsibility for running them over with a car.

“We don’t need to risk fighting that monster,” Kyushu Makoto said.

“My plan is this: you lure it onto the highway, I’ll drive a truck and smash it to pieces, mission accomplished.”

Although Kiyomiya Elizabeth was skeptical of the plan, she also found it very interesting, so she reluctantly agreed to go along with Kyushu Makoto's antics.

The two browsed around the used car store, and Kyushu Makoto quickly took a liking to a black construction truck. It was in very good condition, had six wheels, and cost around 800,000 yen.

Kyushu Makoto called over Ilya Kiyomiya and pointed at her, asking, "What do you think of this one?"

The basic monthly salary for the Onmyo-ryo is 300,000 yen, while the reward for capturing the [Hunter Blade] is as high as 3 million yen. If the two of them split it, that's 1.5 million yen each.

This amount isn't high; in fact, it's a bit stingy. Most of the most serious fugitives in Wano Country have bounties starting at two or three million.

However, considering the high base salary and various benefits and subsidies offered by the Onmyoji Bureau, a slightly lower commission fee is understandable.

In short, Kyushu Makoto plans to take out a loan to buy the car first, and then he will have the money to repay the loan after completing the entrustment.

"Oh, it'll do." Qinggong Eliza stretched lazily and beckoned the shop assistant over:

"Come here for a moment. I'm buying this car, and the owner's name will be on the deed."

After saying that, she took out a credit card from her pocket and casually tossed it to the clerk.

"Wait a minute, why are you paying?" Kyushu Makoto quickly reached out to stop him: "The Onmyo-ryo pays me quite a lot of money, I can buy it myself."

He felt a little embarrassed to ask a girl his age, whom he had only known for a few days, to buy him a car.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just use the family card. The Qing family won't care about this little bit of pocket money." Qing Gong Eliza waved her hand impatiently, signaling him not to put on airs.

"You better hope this car will smash the [Hunter's Blade] to pieces, or you'll disappoint me."

Thanks to the "police" connection, the truck purchase process went smoothly. Kyushu Cheng completed all the formalities in just half an hour and was able to sit in the driver's seat as he wished.

Meanwhile, Kiyomiya Eliza also contacted the Public Security Bureau's Demon Hunting Division. Perhaps because of the guardianship and guarantee of "Miss Kiyomiya," they readily agreed to Kyushu Makoto's request to obtain a driver's license and even sent him a temporary one.

However, the police required Kyushu Makoto to attend training and take an exam at a designated location within a week in order to obtain a formal driver's license.

Like a child who has finally gotten his dream toy, Kyushu couldn't wait to drive it around the parking lot outside the store a few times and quickly mastered how to drive it.

Thanks to his master's personal guidance, Kyushu Makoto's driving skills were excellent; the joystick and steering wheel danced in his hands like musical instruments.