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At that moment, Takagi Wataru pushed open the door and said, "Inspector, the key has been returned."

"Hmm." Inspector Megure nodded slightly and casually asked, "Did they take anything out?"

"No."

After saying that, Takagi closed the door. Once Takagi was gone, Inspector Megure asked the girl:

Should our men follow them?

"No need." The girl with peach blossom eyes sucked on her lollipop, her gaze following the taxi as it drove away through the police station window.

Only after they were completely out of sight did he slowly curl the corners of his mouth into a smile:

"Hmph, perfect timing. Sakura Empire is so dangerous right now, business is so good I can't even keep up, we're short-handed right now. Hmm~ I'll have to investigate further, maybe we'll even be colleagues in the future."

Inspector Megure looked embarrassed: "Uh... we can actually provide the manpower you're talking about..."

The girl with peach-blossom eyes closed one eye and stuck out her tongue: "Pah! You cops who can't even handle a simple murder case? Our 'Special Division' doesn't take in those lazy bums."

Inspector Megure became increasingly embarrassed.

It's all the fault of those unscrupulous media outlets and those famous detectives.

They were afraid that if the detective solved the case too quickly, it would make the police seem incompetent, but they were also afraid that if the detective didn't solve the case, the murderer would be caught in the long run.

Hey……

The girl with peach blossom eyes looked at Inspector Megure's bitter expression and shrugged:

"Sigh, even though you've been part of the Oiwa territory for decades, you still haven't shaken off your old habits. That's why I, a very busy person, have to come all this way to help you."

"If you ask me, we should fire those lazy bums as soon as possible and replace them with people who actually get things done. Look, in our Great Rock Capital, there wouldn't be so much trouble. Look, the morgue has gotten even more corpses lately. We can't keep up with the workload!"

Megure looked annoyed: "I didn't get paid to take a dump either. Every time there's a murder, I'm the first one to arrive at the scene."

"Hey. I don't care about that." The girl with peach blossom eyes reached out to stop Megure Juichi from arguing, then clutched her head and swayed as she walked out of the office.

"The moon is out! There are so many little cuties waiting for me to help them pass on. I'm going out for a stroll. Hmm—, help them pass on, help them pass on!"

Chapters 81-82 Hermes' Pranks (5k)

Luohe Art Museum.

Kotoko Iwanaga and Minoru Kageno got out of the taxi and were met with police tape and cordon.

But neither of them were people who adhered to conventions; they directly lifted the seal and stepped into the museum.

Because of the murder during the day, the art museum was quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps on the ground and the occasional tapping of Kotoko's cane.

"Hey, isn't it dangerous to go up like this?" Minoru Kageno controlled his muscles, letting cold sweat bead on his face.

Kotoko Iwanaga said nonchalantly, "Seriously, you're so strong for nothing. It's okay, if we get into danger, you take the hits for me, and I'll call for backup."

The two crossed the alley and went straight to the crime scene. Kotoko turned on her phone's flashlight. The whole room was in a mess, but the most eye-catching thing was a painting in the center.

There is also a sword wound in the painting, the lower half of which is stained with blood, but you can still clearly see a medieval knight standing with a sword, and opposite him is a slit-mouthed woman holding a huge pair of scissors.

Minoru Kageno took a step back and said in a terrified tone, "Look, the thing you just summoned has run into the painting!"

Kotoko Iwanaga nodded: "This means we've found the real deal!"

She slowly approached and carefully examined the painting: "I remember the name of this painting, it's called Redemption, I think, and it seems to be about the dragon slayer becoming the dragon himself."

Minoru Kageno stepped forward to observe. In the scene, the slit-mouthed woman and the knight were facing off against each other, and behind the knight, where the blood had soaked, a pair of eyes had suddenly opened—the eyes of a demon.

The next second, the painting emitted a chilling scream. In the painting, the slit-mouthed woman's body was torn to pieces, and the knight, holding a blood-stained sword, slowly turned his head.

Before Kotoko Iwanaga could react, a terrifying aura burst forth from the canvas and attacked Minoru Kageno in an instant.

"Ah—you, don't come any closer!" he yelled, as if he had been frightened. He fell to the ground with a thud, and then ran quickly out of the art museum, using both his hands and feet.

"Hey!"

Kotoko Iwanaga couldn't stop her in time, and could only complain, "You're so useless," before quietly watching the canvas change.

The black mist circled around Kotoko Iwanaga, but an invisible force prevented it from moving further.

At this moment, the slit-mouthed woman's body in the canvas gradually repaired itself, and she once again charged out of the picture, wielding her giant scissors, and attacked the yin energy.

The two strange creatures quickly engaged in a chaotic battle.

Having learned from her previous experience, Kotoko Iwanaga was determined not to attack unless it was a fatal blow. She quietly watched the two strange creatures fight; the Slit-Mouthed Woman possessed the characteristics of being immortal and not ceasing her attacks until she killed her opponent.

Given enough time, victory will come sooner or later.

Time ticked by, and the battle between the two strange creatures grew increasingly intense. Or rather, the Slit-Mouthed Woman was completely at a disadvantage, and her sinister aura transformed into a hideous demon, emitting a sinister, grotesque laugh.

Its laughter seemed to have the power to manipulate people's hearts and suppress the Slit-Mouthed Woman's fighting spirit.

Kotoko Iwanaga bit her thumb as she pondered a solution.

"Should we join the war? But even if I do, my chances of winning won't increase much. Instead, it will become their weak point."

Her gaze fell on the painting.

"Perhaps I can try to contain it."

Just as Kotoko Iwanaga was contemplating whether to take the risk.

The window on the second-floor balcony shattered with a deafening crash, countless shards of glass exploding and hovering in the air. Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the window, reflecting starlight patterns onto the glass.

Kotoko Iwanaga looked up.

Under the moonlight, a figure covered in a black cloak stood by the window, his clothes billowing and rustling in the night wind.

"Humph."

Shadow snorted coldly, then leaped down, the magic-infused crowbar in his hand striking the Black Mist Demon directly.

Like an iron rod striking the surface of water, the black mist instantly exploded into countless black dots.

Soon after, it reformed into its demonic form and let out a fearful howl at the shadows—

“Shadow…” Kotoko Iwanaga recalled this “acquaintance” from Shaka: “Why are you here?”

Beneath the cloak, a smirk played on the corner of his lips as he flicked his crowbar and spoke in a detached tone:

"I smell darkness..."

Kotoko Iwanaga's mouth opened slightly, and then she looked at the Slit-Mouthed Woman:

"...You, you're not here to see your old flame, are you? Sorry, she's already mine now."

Lord Shadow's crowbar hand suddenly froze, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to refute, but now was clearly not the time.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally uttered a single 'humph'.

Then, step by step, he walked towards the demon, muttering to himself, "From the moment I was born, I've had only one purpose..."

"Let us hunt those who fall into the darkness."

sizzle-

An incredibly terrifying aura emanated from the shadow, and countless tiny blue threads bound the black mist demon.

The demon let out a shrill howl, but it did nothing to stop the shadow's actions.

Kotoko Iwanaga cautioned, "That kind of thing is unkillable, even if you have special powers."

Shadow didn't speak, but simply used his magic-encased hand to grab the head of the Black Mist Demon, and the shadow cloak on his body then began to writhe.

Countless black, viscous substances began to cover the body of the Black Mist Demon.

Can't be killed?

It's ok.

Since we can't kill it, let's eat it!

The [Disguiser's Cloak] gradually covered the Black Mist Demon, assimilating it little by little into itself.

The Shadow Lord witnessed Kotoko Iwanaga taking in the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and now he is doing the same thing.

Until the [Impersonator's Cloak] completely enveloped the demon, it kept darting around in all directions within the cloak.

Kotoko Iwanaga asked in astonishment, "How did you do that?"

"Hmph, you don't need to know." Shadow refused to answer and turned his back on her coldly.

He then went to the painting.

He reached out and touched the canvas; layers of magic stirred restlessly within him…

"Destroying a painting to this extent is enough."

Shadow closed his eyes and meticulously manipulated his magic, then a purple magical pattern extended from his arm into the painting.

next second.

boom--

The sound of a small grenade exploding rang out. Kotoko Iwanaga covered her cheek to shield herself from the impact of the explosion. Through her fingers, she saw that the shadow had shattered the painting into pieces.

The Black Mist Demon, having lost its painting, suddenly became docile and began searching for new parasites, so it naturally chose the Cloak of Shadows.

In the dim light, the shadow looked down at his clothes.