Change the world with entertainment with Yokai Girl

After the children, having had their fill of fun, got off the bus, the gray-white cat-shaped stroller, its color faded from fright, collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, unable to stand up for a long time...

Qin Jing patted her head apologetically to comfort her, and then left with Xiao Kui and the others.

Section 51, Chapter 51: The Perfect Crime at its End

As the children walked back to their dormitory, the elderly people who had arrived earlier were sitting in chairs chatting.

They were already overwhelmed just by seeing the first vertical lift.

As people get older, they really can't deny that they're getting old.

Let young people play their own games; they have plenty of games to play too.

Thinking of this, the cunning old men revealed an evil smile.

"Let's wait until Old Man Wei calls us back, then we'll plan this perfect crime together!"

At the Moto family mansion in Tokyo, the adults who had been enjoying themselves so much that they forgot all about home suddenly felt a chill.

The most exciting part of the kidnapping game has officially begun.

Outside the dormitory building, the place was already decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, including red lanterns, Chinese knots, stars, rainbows, and balloons. The snowman vendor was also selling Russian nesting dolls.

For this festival, the yokai seemed to have brought out their best treasures. Although some things like cucumbers, glass beads, and socks were probably not something many children would want, the pretty pebbles, seashells, and conches were quite attractive. All sorts of yokai contributed their efforts, making the festival a very lively and festive occasion.

Fox maids are in charge of selling vegetables, fried noodles, fried tofu, and other foods; crabs and lobsters are in charge of hawking seafood, river delicacies, and goldfish catching activities; and feline monsters are grilling and barbecuing various kinds of meat.

The children, who had played all day, had only eaten some free fast food at the amusement park at noon—ice cream, hamburgers, fried chicken, and the like. Now they needed a delicious and nutritious meal to replenish their energy.

Upon seeing the festival, everyone cheered and ran up to it.

After dinner, the elderly people went out together, and no one knows where they went.

The children, tired from playing, took a bath after a short rest, and then went back to their rooms to sleep soundly.

Xiao Kui was sleeping soundly on the bed next to Qin Jing, a truly carefree and happy girl.

But children who can run, eat, and sleep well are the ones who grow fast.

Qin Jing, now with some free time, was quite energetic, so she quietly left her dormitory and headed to another room.

In another banquet hall, the monsters who had spent the day with the children were also holding a celebration. After all, besides those who feed on human emotions, there were also many monsters in the various amusement parks who needed to eat meat and vegetables to fill their stomachs. For example, there were large felines tearing at large chunks of meat, and shrimp soldiers and crab generals eating seafood and drinking wine, their bodies turning bright red.

Although Qin Jing declined Su Jiu's invitation, the monsters did not change their attitude towards him at all. On the contrary, the lower-ranking monsters still respected him, while some higher-ranking and mid-ranking monsters would come over to express their sympathy and regret.

During the New Year, the black-clad monster he had seen in his dream that night—the Black Monk—came over, patted Qin Jing on the shoulder, and said, "Kid, what a pity. You weren't chosen by that lord and missed a great opportunity."

"An opportunity?" Qin Jing didn't understand the inside story, but Su Jiu was talking to people from the Nine Paths Sect at the same time. Although Qin Jing rejected her, Su Jiu was actually selecting from the unknown beings in the other eight sects, including himself.

"That's right. If you succeed, you'll be an existence even more extraordinary than the Dragon God, the pinnacle immortals, or the Buddha. But it's alright. Someone as talented and courageous as you can make a name for yourself even if you're not chosen. But... it's still a real shame. It's like you could have conquered the world, but you ended up as a local lord."

After that, the drunken Kurobozu started babbling incoherently...

Sitting inside a large blue conch shell, the dragon girl Jiao Tu was enjoying her sweets and wine.

Qiongqi, the Great Tengu, and other monsters were raising their glasses and drinking heavily. Some of the half-drunk ones even came out to perform, some dancing inexplicable steps, others singing, making everyone laugh.

The banquet was quite lively, but Qin Jing found it strange that he hadn't seen the nine-tailed fox since last night.

.......................

Over in Tokyo.

At that moment, a young police officer, sweating profusely, rushed over and said, "Inspector Megure, we've received a package from the criminal!"

"What? Are you sure?"

"It shouldn't be wrong." The young police officer nodded.

"How did you know it was sent by a prisoner? Did you open it and look at it?"

"Not yet, but we'll know at a glance. To prevent any accidents, we've already moved the package to the courtyard."

"Very good." Mu Mu reported the situation to Yuan Shichen, and the two walked together towards the courtyard. In the center of the courtyard, there were many corrugated cardboard boxes used for express delivery, exactly forty in total.

"Were all these sent by prisoners?"

"Yes." Upon closer inspection, the sender's name on the package was indeed written in large characters: 'Prisoner,' making it immediately clear.

"What are you waiting for! Hurry up and open it!" Yuan Shichen said angrily as he walked up to open the package.

Mu Mu quickly stopped him, saying, "Mr. Yuan, please calm down. There might be a bomb inside."

"A bomb?!" Yuan Shichen stumbled back several steps, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Quickly notify headquarters and send a bomb disposal expert!!"

"Inspector Muku gave orders to his subordinates," he instructed. Because the Yuan family and the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters were in the same district, the bomb disposal team arrived in less than half an hour. For this bomb disposal operation, they had brought their latest technological research achievement: the intelligent robot AlphaCat! Following Muku's instructions, the bomb disposal team used remote operation to carefully open a cardboard box. The box was opened quickly, and no explosion occurred. Inside the box was a mechanical device equipped with an antenna.

"What's this?" Mumu picked up the item from the box, noticing a number marked on it. He opened the other boxes one by one, finding that the contents were all the same, only the numbers on them differed. Each machine had Arabic numerals ranging from 01 to 40, and each box also included an instruction manual. Just then, the antenna machine marked 01 started beeping.

Mumu picked up machine number 01, pressed the green button according to the instructions, and a voice came from inside.

"Hello, Moshi Moshi, hello, I'm a prisoner." A young man's brash voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What exactly do you want us to do?" Mu Mu asked, suppressing his anger.

"First, prepare 40 vehicles, each with 500 million. Remember to bring a satellite phone. I will give you instructions based on the number on the phone. Goodbye."

"Wait! When are you going to return the children?"

"That's something we'll discuss after the transaction is complete. Please get ready as soon as possible, and I'll contact you again this afternoon." With that, the prisoner hung up the phone.

Mu Mu returned to the conference room and immediately began discussions regarding the hostage rescue.

"The prisoners are demanding we prepare forty vehicles! They want to divide the ransom into five million dollars to transport. What are your thoughts on this?" the curtain said.

"This is to distract our police force." "It seems they also want to create chaos for us."

"Send out the satellite phones first, then have them send over some cars. Forty cars are way too many," Mumu complained.

"Don't worry about the car, I'll provide it," Yuan Shichen said with a wave of his hand.

“But we still need more than thirty vehicles,” a young detective said.

"It's alright. Don't even mention thirty cars, we have a hundred here. When I was young, I was obsessed with cars for a while, and I still have an interest in collecting German cars. Volkswagen, BBA, Bentley, Porsche, Bugatti Veyron, of course, I haven't missed them either," Yuan Shichen said elegantly and modestly.

He was too young back then; things like yachts and airplanes were already outdated, and he was too embarrassed to admit it. Now, the only respectable things he does, besides buying a few mines and a sports team, are investing in a few internet companies and playing around with data mining—that's considered quite trendy.

"Leave the car to me!" Yuan Shichen said confidently.

A brief silence fell over the conference room.

"Can I touch the Bugatti Veyron?" the young detective asked, raising his hand.

"Of course, you can use the car this afternoon," Yuan Shichen said generously. Hearing such generous words, several police officers showed eager expressions, and the young detective even shouted slogans excitedly.

"Long live! Long live Mr. Yuan! Long live the Republic! Tie..." "Cough cough!" Mu Mu coughed repeatedly and glared at the young men under his command.

The young detective quickly covered his mouth, almost saying the wrong thing.

Although he covered his mouth, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. He never thought that he could use a Bugatti Veyron as a police car like a rich policeman in Dubai. He was so grateful to the kidnapper!

Section 52: Hot Air Balloons Filling the Sky

At 3 p.m., the No. 1 antenna fairy tale device sounded, and the screen received the prisoner's first instruction.

"Everyone get ready! Get on the bus! Stay in touch, report any emergencies immediately, and depart!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of luxury cars, each with a different design but all equally opulent, streamed out of the Yuan family mansion in an orderly fashion. From the Bugatti Veyron sitting behind the police inspector to the Maybachs, Porsches, Mercedes-Benzes, BMWs, and Audis driven by the officers, and so on according to seniority.

Oh, the young detective arrived with a sour face, driving a mid-range Volkswagen.

Upon entering the main road, under the prisoners' instructions, all the vehicles drove together onto the highway.

Other people on the road craned their necks to look curiously, wondering if they were filming some kind of movie or commercial.

On the large screen at the Metropolitan Police Department headquarters, dozens of moving red dots were displayed, monitoring the movements of forty vehicles in real time.

"From the 1st to the 20th, we exited the highway at the branch entrance; from the 21st to the 40th, we continued driving on the highway."

“When you get to the next T-junction, turn left for numbers 1 to 10 and right for numbers 11 to 20.”

"Exit the highway ahead from the 21st to the 30th, and continue forward from the 31st to the 40th."

"Where exactly do you want us to go? Just tell us the destination!" Mu Mu asked the prisoner, his anger barely contained.

"Even if you know, it won't change anything. Just do as I say." After saying that, the prisoner hung up the phone.

"Damn it! They've made us run around in circles!" Mu Mu was so angry that his face turned red, and his bulging nostrils seemed to be spitting fire.

Following the prisoner's instructions, the convoy was broken up, sometimes going onto the highway, sometimes off. As the convoy was repeatedly dismantled, the security measures became increasingly weak, and the detectives' nerves became increasingly tense...

When the prisoner called again with instructions, the screen quickly said.

"What are you planning by spreading us out like this? We just want our child back safely! Please stop beating around the bush. If you keep doing this, won't it be a hassle for you to collect the ransom later?"

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, but you're the only ones who need to run around. Goodbye then."

After driving for two hours, they finally arrived at their destination, only to be split into two teams of 20 each, each consisting of two vehicles. They were either taken to an abandoned seaside pier or assigned to remote, desolate mountains.

Meanwhile, atop Mount Inari, the elderly people were observing the convoy's movements through a projected screen on a computer.

"Finally arrived. I'm really tired of having to give orders to them one by one."

"Time waits for no one."

"Lord Jiaotu, can you let the balloons in then?" Old Man An asked.

"Sure, we just need to make a hole in the sky and suck it in," Jiao Tu said with a smile, raising her hands.

"Then everything is fine." Old Man An nodded, smiling with satisfaction at his prank. He felt even more pleased than when he framed his political enemies, ruining their reputations and paving his own way to success.

Meanwhile, the monsters were also observing the situation from other places, each using their own unique abilities. Some were gathering information by communicating with the spirits in the atmosphere, some were sending out little monsters skilled in stealth tracking to follow along, some were using the lake surface, and some were using the water in the basin. Jiao Tu even took out a large TV from a seashell to broadcast the movements on both sides live.

They treated the plight of humanity as a topic of conversation over drinks.

When they arrived at the designated location, there was no handover of the kidnappers. There was only a small wooden stake that had been placed there beforehand. The stake was placed in a small black box with a lid and a note attached to the lid.

The note read: [Open the lid, put in 500 banknotes, close the box, and press the switch.]

The dumbfounded detectives didn't know what to do. Could it be a bomb? There weren't that many bomb disposal experts, and they couldn't get to that far. They had no choice but to call their superiors for instructions.

"Do as he says! I want to see what tricks he's up to!" Mu Mu roared angrily.

As a subordinate, I had no choice but to obey orders and act accordingly. I nervously opened the lid and found that the space inside was just the right size to hold 100 banknotes.

As soon as they closed the lid and pressed the button on the box, something suddenly gushed out from the back of the box, swelled up, and then the box flew out with lightning speed.

"What! It flew away!"

"It's a hot air balloon!"

One side of the box sprays out brightly colored hot air balloons, while the bottom sprays nitrogen to propel the balloons upwards rapidly.

The detectives in various locations could only stare helplessly as the box flew higher and higher.

"Chase them!!!" Inspector Megakure, who was the first to react, shouted.

But all of this was in vain. They could only watch helplessly as the hot air balloon, still carrying its box, rose higher and higher until it became a tiny black dot in the sky and disappeared into the intermingled orange and yellow hues.

This is the masterpiece of an elderly former special agent/spy who likes to buy all sorts of high-tech toys.

Once the mechanism on the box is pressed, nitrogen gas is injected into the balloon, which then floats towards the ocean, flying higher and higher until it disappears from sight.

Kogoro Mori stared blankly, his mouth agape, at the video transmitted via live recording. In the end, he didn't get to use it.

There was no locked room, no clues, no evidence, no prisoner who surrendered, no untraceable phone calls, and no ATM balloons. Even if he was asleep, there was nothing that could be done!

The bespectacled elementary school student rolled his eyes and thought, "If I had known it was a Phantom Thief series, I wouldn't have come if the criminals always escape in the end anyway."

News reports from that day indicated that people across the island had witnessed numerous unidentified flying objects in the sky.

According to eyewitnesses, the hot air balloons were brightly colored, including pink, blue, and red. Some people even found the fallen hot air balloons that had been washed ashore by the waves on the beach in Okinawa.

The Metropolitan Police Department has been keeping an eye on the situation, but no boxes containing money were found in the hot air balloons that were found. This has ruled out the possibility that the person who found the hot air balloons was hiding cash. It was a strategy used by the criminals to deceive and confuse the public.

The hot air balloon, actually filled with cash, drifted to the summit of Mount Inari during the night.

Jiaotu made a hole in the space above, took a breath, and sucked all the heat generators into the space.

Hot air balloons, colorful ones with little boxes hanging from them, drifted through the thick clouds, up to the mountain, and slowly descended.

"Oh, here I come, Xiao Kui, I'm counting on you from now on," said Old Man Wei, who was wearing a Pigsy mask.