I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Being able to talk to spirit bodies... Is this guy a 'Death Whisperer'?"

Looking at Sousuke Araki and the spirit body not far away, Niya's face was also full of surprise.

People who can ignore the influence of resentment and communicate freely with spirit bodies with incomplete consciousness and only supported by obsessions are rare among the spirit removers.

Because such behavior is essentially bridging the soul origin of the spirit body and reading the memory of the other party.

This kind of person is called "Death Whisperer" in the Holy See.

Scanning back and forth on the sharp hexagrams on the other side's temples, she felt more and more unable to see through this foolish man.

"No... I didn't hear anything..."

"Have you heard, has anyone heard what she is saying... Who can prove that she is Miwa Wan Tian?"

Taking a look at the "wraith" who opened his mouth slightly but didn't make any sound, Kunimura Hiroshi showed a ferocious and crazy smile.

"I only saw that in the ruins of the execution ground, there appeared a life-seeking resentful soul who didn't know where it came from or what it was talking about..."

"Hey, hey... I see, you blond bastard, you must have had a personal grudge with me at some point, and you want to use this wraith to frame me!"

"...By the way, looking at your fierce and criminal face, maybe you killed Wantian Mihe, that's why her resentful spirit followed you! Right, all the spirit eliminators present?"

However, whether they were intimidated by Sousuke Araki's fierce eyes, or faintly aware of something, the people around did not echo Kunimura Hiroshi's more excited and chaotic words, but quietly stood aside, looking at them with complicated eyes This scene.

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"Vice President Chang Tian, ​​Vice President Chang Tian..."

The nasal cavity is filled with the smell of blood that makes it difficult to breathe and the foreign body sensation of blood scabs.

Hiroshi Toda opened his eyes for the Nth time within 24 hours.

"Hiroshi, what happened?"

"Shi, President Shiben?!"

The old voice next to his ear made him tremble instantly, and he jumped up from the ambulance stretcher like a corpse resurrected from the dead in a horror movie.

"I'm not good at work, and I'm tired of you, the old man came here in person!"

Struggling to climb out of the ambulance, Hiroshi Toda bowed deeply to the old man in front of him.

"It's all right, I just heard that there was some commotion here, so I came here to take a look."

The reason why he was so panicked was because the silver-haired old man standing under the ambulance and reaching out to support him was the person Hiroshi Changtian respected the most in his life...

Ichiro Tokimoto, the president and founder of the Spirit Eliminator Association, and a class [3] Spirit Eliminator who studied under the Longguo Maoshan lineage.

"Wait... That violent Araki Sousuke, dare to treat me like this... What about others, did they flee in fear of crime after committing violence?!"

Suddenly remembered something, Hiroshi Toda turned his head and asked the staff next to him.

"Araki-kun... what is he still confronting the client over there?"

Hearing Hiroshi Toda's questioning, the staff member showed a complicated expression, and pointed to the place surrounded by the crowd not far away.

"...The specific situation is a bit complicated, you should go and see for yourself!"

After all, such a thing as being able to communicate freely with spirits, even in the Spirit Eliminators Association, is extremely rare, and only those who specialize in psychic psychics can do it.

Not to mention, the sensitive matter of helping a vengeful spirit to accuse a murderer is in a blank area between law and religion.

"Could it be that after being violent to me, you will continue to harm the client and treat them like this in public..."

Hiroshi Kunimura, who was trampled by Sousuke Araki, was vaguely seen through the cracks of people, and the veins on Hiroshi Tokata's bald forehead burst, as if he had made up some terrible picture in his mind.

"Oh? What happened?"

Looking in the direction pointed by the staff, Ichiro Tokimoto raised his eyebrows.

"President, you don't have to worry, I will handle the matter over there..."

"boom!"

Hiroshi Changtian's thin body erupted with great force, dragged the stretcher he had just been lying on from the ambulance, and smashed it hard on the ground...

"Wait...Vice President, you want to..."

"...Need to say any more. I, Hiroshi Toda (43 years old), as the vice president of the Spirit Eliminators Association, will never allow the Spirit Eliminators to go beyond the law and commit violence against clients and ruin the association's reputation for many years. Things happen right in front of your eyes!!"

With the aura of a fire brigade rushing into the fire and a hero gone forever, Hiroshi Tsuneda pushed the ambulance stretcher in front of him, and sprinted towards the crowd...

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"I said, what are you waiting for... Aren't you a spirit remover who claims to be righteous?"

"If you don't take action to get rid of the spirit, do you want to watch this wraith spirit harm people here?"

In the center of the crowd, looking at the "wraith" walking towards him step by step, Kunimura Hiroshi questioned the people around him hoarsely.

"Or, you are also like this guy, planning to help the Wraith and murder a living person like me?"

"Mr. Araki, why don't you first control this spirit body and the client together, investigate and collect evidence before..."

Facing the tricky situation in front of him, Yiyi Satoru finally couldn't help but open his mouth and put forward a more compromise suggestion.

Since it is difficult for spirits to communicate normally, issues such as whether spirits are qualified to accuse crimes and whether testimony is valid are still in a blank area of ​​the law.

If the scum in front of him is to be punished, he must try to obtain further evidence.

"Justice Eliminator?! I'm sorry, I don't have something like 'justice' to put gold on my face..."

"...I did this only because Ms. Wan Tian's last wish was to personally testify against him."

Moreover, I don't want Ms. Wan Tian to continue to suffer in this world as a wraith because of this scum, her hands are stained with blood. "

Shaking his head slightly, Araki Sousuke did not accept Ichijo Satoru's proposal: "Ms. Wan Tian has already told me all the details of the case, so there is no need to let her continue to suffer in this world."

"From the details of the case recorded in this notebook, whether the body is buried, the time of the crime, or the tools, your police should be able to find useful evidence..."

He threw the notebook in his hand at Satoru, and stared at Hiroshi Kunimura with sharp eyes.

"Rotten guy, there is no distinction between human and ghost, this is my consistent position, Araki Sousuke!"

"Hey... you brat, if you want to slander me, there is no way!"

Just as Wu Yiyi raised his hand to catch the notebook in mid-air, Hiroshi Kunimura, who was sitting between the two of them, suddenly jumped into the rescue like Wakabayashi Yuansan possessed, and grabbed the notebook in mid-air.

"asshole!!!"

Under Araki Sousuke's roar, Hiroshi Kunimura fell to the ground, tore off the last two pages of the notebook very quickly, and swallowed them directly into his mouth!