0186: One-on-One Challenge (Second Update!)

Kitahara Ryosuke saw the same face in two consecutive dreams and was certain that there was something wrong with this man.

The next step is to investigate, a secret investigation.

He did not have the high IQ of Mr. Nishijima, nor the experience of senior investigators, so he chose the stupidest and most direct way to investigate one by one.

Tens of thousands of pieces of identity information may make your head explode at first glance.

But the handsome guy from Kitahara has the advantage that since he made the choice, he will not regret it. He immediately turned on [Nightmare Eyes] and plunged into the ocean of photos.

To be honest, [Nightmare Eye] is also quite unlucky.

It is the reward for the S-level newcomer dungeon, and its level is very high.

But before she could stand up, she met Mieko.

Now Mieko is not here, but Kitahara Ryosuke's level has reached level 23, and the master of Kitahara has a big mouth that is always making stupid noises in his body.

However, the loyalty of this mouth to the master of Beiyuan is second only to the thread of manipulation, which makes Nightmare Eye's branch plan once again come to nothing.

In front of the computer screen.

Kitahara Ryosuke's eyes were dyed a strange red.

Among them, the personal information includes one, two, three, four and five...

As time passed, Nakamura, who was nearly fifty years old, couldn't bear it anymore. He put two tables and chairs together, covered his body with the autumn uniform of the security team, and prepared to squint for a while.

One thousand sheets, one thousand one hundred sheets, one thousand two hundred sheets...

Kitahara Ryosuke couldn't take his eyes away, occasionally taking a sip of the herbal tea on the table, and then continued with the 2200th, 300th, 400th...

If your eyes are tired, close them for a while.

Still unable to bear it, he picked up the sleeping Nakamura Moto and asked him to get a basin of hot water and bring it back for a hot compress.

Five thousand, six thousand, seven thousand... Even if Kitahara Ryosuke closes [Nightmare Eyes], the red above his eye sockets still flickers slightly.

Ten thousand!

No result.

Then continue.

Twenty thousand.

Still no result.

Kitahara Ryosuke continued.

Xu Shi could see his proficiency. Starting from the 13,000 or 13,000 photos, his speed of flipping through the profile photos increased significantly.

Until the 25006th photo.

The handsome boy from Kitahara suddenly paused with his fingers that he kept pressing.

Kazuji Hojo of the Kyuta Public Security Bureau West District is now also the leader of the missing eucalyptus task force.

Missing eucalyptus...Kitahara Ryosuke understands this.

Missing persons and multiple deaths are completely different concepts.

After the case is solved, there should be a reasonable explanation.

But before that, the security team was working hard to detect missing persons.

Kitahara Ryosuke patted his back, and the old Nakamura, who had just fallen asleep for a few minutes, suddenly sat up, "Ah, what's wrong? Are you going to get water?!"

"It's him."

Kitahara Ryosuke pointed to the photo of Hojo Kazuji and said firmly.

Hearing this, Nakamura Genjo frowned, "Kitahara-san means... Hojo is also one of the people who sent the paintings."

"No."

Kitahara Ryosuke shook his head and said, "I mean that painting is in his hands now."

If there is a problem with Hojo Kazuji, then there is a problem within the Public Security Bureau.

"Captain Nakamura, help me check whether this person is among the people who were at the first scene of the 11 cases."

The answer is yes, not only yes, but Hojo Kazuji is present in 10 of the 11 cases.

You must know that the special team was only formed after the third incident occurred.

How could it be such a coincidence that every time something happened, he would be idle and not far from the place where it happened?

Based on this alone, there must be a problem with Hojo Kazuji!

"I'll make arrangements right away!" Nakamura Yuan gave way.

Kitahara Ryosuke said: "Arrangements must be made, but now we have reached a critical moment. It must be the Special Affairs Department together with the Public Security Bureau, and the Special Affairs Department must be the main one."

"It's not that I don't believe you. According to my guess, Hojo Kazuji is probably the owner of the strange oil painting."

He just couldn't trust the Sheriff's Department and was afraid they would mess things up!

Turning around, Kitahara Ryosuke called Momokawa Yu, hoping that his field colleagues could cooperate with him.

Uncle Baichuan was about to sleep on the camp bed. Hearing this, he almost rushed out to help.

Uncle Baichuan loves the excitement so much.

It would be extremely uncomfortable for someone to be locked up at home.

And there is only an underground office with Bai Chuanxiong.

"It doesn't matter, uncle, we'll finish the job tonight. The two of us will work underground in the next few days!"

Kitahara Ryosuke said with relief.

...

In front of the Hojo family's studio.

Kitahara Ryosuke raised his hand and tore off the yellow paper charm affixed to the door panel.

After forty to fifty minutes of adjustment, the redness in his eyes had disappeared, and his personal condition was still not perfect, probably 90%.

Current time: 1:33.

The number of uses of [Seventh Ward's Door Key] has been refreshed.

"At worst, I'll just throw the ghost painting into the seventh ward. I don't believe it can cause any trouble once it gets there."

Kitahara Ryosuke took out [the former security captain's flashlight] from the storage column, turned the door handle, and pushed the door open.

Then he froze.

He thought there would be ferocious ghosts behind the door, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.

In fact, a ray of golden light fell in the darkness, and more than twenty men and women, wearing black tuxedos and white dresses, sang sacred music in the melodious BGM.

The children of God are dancing.

God's children sing.

A white-robed priest directed them, then slowly turned around and said with a kind face: "My child, you are here."

Kitahara Ryosuke: "I'm going to kill you, you big-headed ghost!"

As the owner of [Nightmare Eye], he knows what hallucination abilities look like.

He has practiced things like foreshadowing, character setting, distraction, etc. many times, and Red Rose is his masterpiece.

Although it is almost impossible to fool a loyal kitten like Red Rose now, but if you use something similar to fool Kitahara Ryousuke, he can see through it without the blessing of [Nightmare Eye].

Saying that, he punched.

A ray of light was directly scattered.

His body returned to the studio. As expected, there was no light in reality. There was a painting in the middle of the four white walls and pale floor. In the painting, there were terrifying figures vying to climb out.

More importantly, a figure climbed out of the painting and flew in front of Kitahara Ryosuke.

Kitahara Ryosuke held the flashlight in his hand, but found that in another direction, a little boy with empty eyes was holding his finger, preventing him from turning on the switch.

"roll!"

Kitahara Ryosuke shook off the little shadow, and a real ray of light appeared in the studio.

"Ding Dong"~

Tip: [The former security captain’s flashlight] was successfully turned on.

[Former security captain’s flashlight]: The current battery level is 99%.

...

Success is success, but it is still a step too late.

The flying ghost passed through the chest from front to back.

There seemed to be no harm from this blow, and Kitahara Ryosuke didn't feel any pain at all.

However, the next moment, his body staggered and he almost fell to the ground.

"Ding Dong"~

Hint: Mentally damaged.

Current: Kitahara Ryosuke, strength (excellent), constitution (good), speed (good), spirit (impaired).