【Fantasy Pass】-Psycho Pass Banquet

"Oh? Are you going to work again so soon?" Kamijou Shina made a signature gesture of stroking her cheek with one hand. Although she didn't show it on her expression, her tone clearly revealed some reluctance and sadness.

No mother would be happy to be separated from her son after being reunited with her son for a few hours.

"Well, I won't be back tonight because of the night shift. I have tidied up the master bedroom, so you and dad can stay here tonight." Kamijou Touma put on the coat he had casually put on the back of the sofa before, but See Kamijou Shina's expression of crying at any moment.

"Okay. Mother of the child, you have to support Touma's work." Kamijou Toya gently held his wife's hand.

Accelerator put on his shoes at the entrance, and by the way, he elbowed Kamijou Touma, who was still at a loss, in the blind spot of his sight.

"It's not like I won't be back." Kamijou Touma walked over with a helpless smile, and hugged his mother: "Besides, aren't you going to live here for many days? Don't be in a hurry for this one night."

"That's right." Kamijou Shina tilted her head as if thinking about something: "Then when will Touma come back tomorrow?"

"At five o'clock in the morning, colleagues will change shifts, and it should be around six o'clock when I get home."

Kamijou Shina clasped her hands together and put her cheeks together, showing an expression like a pure girl in love: "Okay, then I will go shopping with my father later, and I will definitely make breakfast tomorrow morning when Touma comes home. "

Breakfast.

Kamijou Toya and Kamijou Touma looked at each other, both showing a somewhat desperate expression.

"Then let's go first."

"farewell."

There were no accidents on the way to the security bureau after saying goodbye to the two parents temporarily, only Kamijou Touma, who seemed to be in a good mood all the time for some reason, kept looking at Accelerator with concern. After coming out of the underground parking lot, he Finally, I couldn't help asking the question for the first time: "What are you happy about?"

Kamijou Touma blinked innocently, with a smile of unknown meaning still on his face: "No."

"Does it please you to run away from your parents because of the night shift?"

"Of course not. Don't think so badly of me."

Accelerator looked at the man next to him with strange eyes for a long time, and finally gave up looking for the result irritably. , What kind of guy would come up with such an unreasonable duty list."

Even if you are on night shift, don't you still sneak into the lounge to sleep?

As if to negate or echo Kamijou Touma's complaints in his heart, the portable terminal connected to the Technical Department of the Security Bureau rang inappropriately at this time, and after the connection, Yoshikawa Kikyo's weak voice came from inside:

"Good afternoon. No, logically speaking, it should be good evening. Oh, this is not the time to struggle with language problems—in short, an abnormal PhychoPass index was detected near Yanaka Ginza in Bunkyo Ward. Then Immediately afterward, a call to the Security Bureau was made, and the informant claimed that the body had been found, the coordinates had already been transmitted, and the other three executive officers were also ready to go, so I will trouble you to go to the scene.”

"Another murder case?" Obviously, Accelerator also heard what Fang Chuan Kikyo said.

"Whether it's a murder case or not will be discussed after we have actually seen it." After Kamijou Touma corrected it slightly seriously, he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong.

'again'?

'Another person died in the case'.He was actually used to such a sentence.In a country that says 'everyone is needed by society' and 'everyone can have a happy life', it is commonplace for 'someone to die from murder'.

Was the shock of the last incident too deep?Or is he indifferent enough?Kamijou Touma felt that he was very strange, but occasionally he didn't feel that abnormality.

As usual, people who kept coming and going in and out of the octagonal tower-like Security Bureau building, everyone had a peaceful smile on their faces, but it made people feel unreal for no reason.

Like an unreal picture floating on the water.

-

In the dark red twilight, two men and a woman walked on the ramp that few people pass by.

"Damn it, why did you ask us to clean up the sewer passage for you at this hour?" One of the men wearing a vest, shorts, and slippers said impatiently.

The woman walking in the front frowned, and kept waving her hands holding the flashlight, shouting in a high-pitched voice: "I should say hell! The sewer there has been blocked by something for two days! The cleaning bureau and I I don’t know how many times I’ve called and no one has come to deal with it! Damn it! Now my house smells disgusting! If I don’t do it myself, the garbage will pour into my house!”

Another man holding plastic gloves and a slender iron hook comforted: "Forget it, just take out the things under there, and you don't need to go to war."

"What kind of garbage can block the sewer passage to the point where it can't get through."

"Ghost knows what."

With just a few words, the three of them had already arrived at their destination. After autumn, the sky darkened much faster than imagined. There was disturbing silence everywhere in the commercial street where few people lived. The wild cats that were not fed were accidentally Growl menacingly at three uninvited guests as they pass by.

I don't know whether it's a psychological effect or the temperature is really starting to drop. The woman felt a layer of goosebumps floating on her arms, and she couldn't help shaking: "Stop dawdling, get rid of it early."

"Okay, miss."

The woman turned on the flashlight to illuminate, but found that the cement board that should have been placed in place had been removed by a gap, and the three of them looked at each other strangely.

"Could it be that someone from the cleaning bureau has come?"

"Then how can I explain the stench in my house?!"

The two men silently put down the tools in their hands, and lifted the cement board that had been removed by a quarter. Unexpectedly, the cement board was very light. Let alone two people, an adult man might be able to move it .

After the sarcophagus-like cement baffle was lifted, a rotten stench of something immediately broke through the barrier and wafted out. Several black shadows that looked like mice quickly fled in all directions and entered the darkness.

"Ouch—" The man who felt a little dizzy couldn't help retching: "Is the power of kitchen waste so powerful?"

Afraid that the sewage would splash on her body, the woman hurriedly withdrew four or five meters away, and the light shining on the sewer channel suddenly became much weaker.

"Hurry up and get the stuff out of there!" she shouted in disgust and fear.

One of the men glared at the domineering woman with some displeasure, picked up the iron hook he had brought, and poked it down. After knocking around, the tip of the iron hook seemed to be caught on something soft.

"I found it." The man grunted in his throat, trying to find out the shape and size of the thing with an iron hook: "Hey, it doesn't feel too small, maybe dead cats and dogs were thrown in. .”

With the inconvenience of the iron hook, it is definitely impossible to pull the huge thing up. Although he wore plastic gloves in advance, the man felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart when he thought of touching something in the dirty and muddy sewer with his hands. Comfortable.

But would a normal dog or cat be that big?

The man with some doubts straightened up and waved to the woman behind him: "Bring the flashlight, let me see how big the thing below is."

"You, be careful..." the woman carefully handed over the flashlight and reminded her kindly.

"Do not worry."

Holding his breath and enduring the dizzying smell in the sewer passage, the man pointed the flashlight into the dark passage. At first, the light reflected by the greasy sewage and the wall made him squint his eyes. After getting used to the light He finally got a full view of what was blocking the trash.

In the beginning, it gave people the intuitive impression of a mass of worn-out cloth, clothes that were soaked in sewage and whose color could not be seen were messily twisted together, and then wrapped in it, twisted in an abnormal direction no matter what. To adapt to hands and feet in small underground spaces.

puppet?Plastic mannequins?

The man who felt more and more chills down his back but was comforting himself was about to move the flashlight away, but the light hit another thing——

It was a face, pulled into a twist by strange gestures.

It kept the expression of opening its lips as if calling for help, but it seemed to be smiling because of the pushing of its muscles, and its cloudy eyes were like glass balls fused with foreign objects, staring straight ahead.

-

The pungent and abnormal stench dissipated immediately when the 'thing' that was stuffed into the sewer channel was dragged out by the self-supporting machine.

Rao, several executive officers who have experienced many battles also made sad expressions after smelling this smell. At this time, the only ones who are still indifferent to this are probably working hard from beginning to end, trying to mix the already The self-supporting machines that separated the domestic garbage that had become a mass of sludge from the corpses that had begun to decay.

The scene in front of him really made people feel uncomfortable. Kamijou Touma had to move his eyes to other places to distract his attention after a few glances, and secretly thanked the decision to completely block the surrounding area at first, otherwise if he was replaced by those Ordinary people who like to join in the fun see such a scene, I am afraid that the regional psychological index will immediately soar by more than ten percentage points, causing the alarm of the Security Bureau to ring non-stop.

Yanaka Ginza.

It used to be a very famous shopping street when Kamijou Toma was not born, but now it has become like an abandoned district due to a series of problems such as the sharp drop in population, the proximity to the railway that makes a lot of noise, and the desolate cemetery. The difference is that this place is still more or less within the scope of the Ministry of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism.

Originally, it was said that a very beautiful sunset can be seen from the slope here, but Kamijou Touma stared at the completely dark sky and sighed secretly at his unrealistic fantasy——

No matter how beautiful the scenery is next to a rotting corpse, it will make people feel weird.

Jiebiao Danxi sat on the self-supporting mobile phone and covered her mouth and nose with a tissue, watching the torrent of data constantly flashing across the screen of the laptop placed on her lap.

"Is there any result?" Kamijou Touma asked.

"No. The corpse is a bit corrupted, and the identity cannot be confirmed by simple instrumental analysis here." Jiebiao Danxi said and closed the laptop with a 'snap': "Then let's take the corpse back to the bureau .”

Kamijou Touma thought for a moment: "Then you all go to the escort car and wait for a while, and Unabara and I will make a statement for the witnesses."

"I also want to go to take notes with Ah, it's too boring waiting in the car meow." Tsuchimikado Motoharu complained, waving his hands.

"Don't follow people like you who have no communication skills at all! It will scare people!" Kamijou Touma's unceremonious rebuttal was met with glaring glances from his three executive officers.

"I dare to say it."

"When we were active, you were still scolded by the teacher in the internship unit."

"Ah Shang, looking down on people is a disadvantage, meow."

On one side was a colleague with the same identity as himself, and on the other side was his immediate superior. Caught in the middle, Mitsuki Unabara could only smile awkwardly.

But Kamijou Touma didn't take these joking words to heart at all. What he was worried about now was only the three ordinary citizens outside the blockade.

The man who faced the corpse was severely traumatized, and the other two were also seriously frightened. Presumably, the psychological index in the short term will be almost unable to work.

Although the Ministry of Health and Welfare will undertake the task of psychological treatment for them, no one can guarantee that their hue will be fully restored after treatment.

Obviously they are just victims.

It is true that the Sibyl system can treat everyone equally, whether it is good or evil.Whether it is good or bad, you can tell by just looking at the value.

But such 'equality' also seems to have unavoidable flaws——

Not all 'evil' are born from one's own heart.

However, the cold data never asks the reason of 'evil'.