People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

The old taxi kept speeding up, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded.

"Stop the car, stop the car." After Shiraishi Nagimitsu shouted several times to no avail, he patted the dazed Minamikawa Keiko beside him and said, "Wake up!"

"Run away...run away..." Minamikawa Keiko kept whispering, then turned her neck in a very twisted posture and looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu grimly.

The pair of eyes were frighteningly white, and the delicate little face gradually became distorted.

Minamikawa Keiko smiled grimly.

The face of a black-haired woman was reflected in her eyes, and her empty eyes were frighteningly white.

A green light flashed, and the woman's face instantly grew larger. She rushed out with black hair and flew towards Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu stepped back in horror.

The moment this female ghost met Shiraishi Nagi's eyes.

At this time, the red rope on Shiraishi Nagi's wrist emitted a huge red light.

Like countless tangible sharp blades, stabbing at all existences that threaten Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

The first to be hit was the female ghost, who turned to ashes in an instant.

then.

The jagged outline of the red light instantly illuminated the entire old car.

Keiko Minamikawa and the driver covered their heads with their hands in agony.

'clang. ’

The red light suddenly increased, and it emitted a sound like a real bell.

The entire car and the driver turned into black mist and dissipated under the piercing red light.

The black fog let out a shrill scream, then dissipated and disappeared.

Suddenly the sight changed.

Still under the office building.

There are still dim street lights and bright moonlight.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu found himself still at the place where he and Minamikawa Keiko got on the bus.

And Minamikawa Keiko, who was originally standing next to him, was now lying on the ground, holding her head with her little hands, moaning continuously.

"Keiko, are you okay?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu hurriedly helped Minamikawa Keiko up.

"It's okay..." Minamikawa Keiko slowly sat down on the side of the road with the support of Shiraishi Nagimitsu: "Did you see it? Or was it just my illusion?"

"It's not an illusion." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head, his face serious: "Something must have happened in Tokyo."

Shiraishi Nagimitsu took out his cell phone and called the hospital ambulance, then called the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department and contacted the police officer responsible for communicating with him.

After telling him what happened and receiving specific feedback from the police officer, Shiraishi Nagimitsu hung up the phone.

"Sure enough, many cases similar to ours happened in Tokyo tonight, and many vengeful spirits appeared." Shiraishi Nagimitsu shook his head: "I called an ambulance and will go to the hospital later. An Onmyoji will check if you have any other problems."

"I should be fine. I'm much better now. At first I couldn't move. I felt like my body wasn't my own. Then there was a voice whispering in my head. I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry." Minamikawa Jingzi said apologetically, full of guilt, "I almost hurt you too."

"This has nothing to do with you. We are just ordinary people." Shiraishi Nagimitsu comforted Minamikawa Keiko: "No one can avoid this situation."

"Why are there more and more such incidents in Tokyo?" Minamikawa Keiko stood up slowly in fear. "My parents appeared before. Fortunately, that man showed up."

"Is this the man you like?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu asked curiously.

"Yes, by the way, what is that red light? It's so powerful, I saw it coming from your hand." Minamikawa Jingzi's face has regained its color and looks much more normal.

"This is a treasure my man gave me for self-defense." Shiraishi Nagimitsu raised her fair right arm and showed the red rope on her hand.

The other hand gently stroked the red rope, a happy look appeared on the little face, and the red lips moved forward and kissed it again.

Now, no matter what situation she encounters, she will no longer panic because she knows that her man is by her side.

"I really envy you." Minamikawa Keiko looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu looking at the red rope on her wrist, her face full of happiness that could not be concealed. Her little face showed an expression of envy, and then she sighed.

The man I like doesn't even want to have a meal with him.

The hospital's ambulance arrived quickly, accompanied by a police officer from the Exorcist Guard.

"You go back. I'm fine going to the hospital alone. The police are here too." Keiko Minamikawa was helped into the ambulance. Seeing Nagimitsu Shiraishi following suit, she hurriedly said.

"Well, then I'll go back. My daughter is home alone. Although she has this to protect her, I'm still a little worried." Shiraishi Nagimitsu said, "Send a message when you're okay at the hospital."

"Okay, send a message when you get home safely." Minamikawa Keiko reached out and hugged Shiraishi Nagimitsu.

The two said goodbye to each other and separated. One took an ambulance to the hospital, and the other, feeling a little worried about Oda Yui, hurried home.

------

In an apartment near Tokyo Women's University.

Shinmura Jing looked at the TV with some annoyance.

Late-night Japanese TV programs are still full of vulgar programs.

Men and women were entangled together.

Seeing this, Shinmura Jing was slightly moved.

Shinmura Jing picked up the phone from the sofa and swiped the screen, but the man still didn't reply to her message.

It took this long after the last time.

My body seems to have recovered as well.

Even the deepest wounds healed.

Been waiting to see you again.

However, after sending several invitation text messages, the man never replied.

When I brought the fruit over with great expectations, I saw the woman named Fei Guangli serving in the room several times.

Shinmura Jing, who didn't want to see her, could only go back.

She usually looks so dignified, but now her true colors are revealed. She took the fruit and fed it into the man's mouth.

She even shamelessly picked up the fruit with her fingers that had touched the man's mouth and put it into her own mouth.

Thinking of the scenes he had seen, Shinmura Jing couldn't help but say "Pooh" in disdain.

What's this female principal with the chastity arch? She looks dignified on weekdays, but now when she goes crazy, she's even more slutty than me.

Ding dong.

Doorbell rang.

Who is here so late?

Shinmura Jing looked through the cat's eye.

A man stood at his door with his head lowered.

I can't see the face, only the black hair.

Ding dong.

The doorbell continued to ring, urging Shinmura Jing to open the door.

Shinmura Jing was cautious and did not open it, continuing to observe the man's movements through the peephole.

suddenly.

The man took a few steps forward, and as if he knew that Shinmura Jing was observing him through the peephole, he slowly raised his head close to the peephole.

The movement is extremely slow.

A face that made Shinmura Jing unbelievable and want to scream appeared in the cat's eye, and then it grinned at Shinmura Jing.

Shinmura Jing felt the hairs on his body stand up, his heart beating violently, and he took several steps back.

Cover your mouth to prevent yourself from making any sound.

Keep retreating.

Until his back hit something.

It's a person's body.

Shinmura Jing trembled all over and slowly turned around.

After seeing this, the little face turned pale with fear and the pupils shrank rapidly.

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Inside a luxurious apartment in Shibuya.

After doing yoga before bed, Saeko took off her sweaty and soaked yoga tights.

Walked into the bathroom.

After a long time.

Saeko came out wearing a red lace suspender pajamas.

Sarako, who has been on North American beaches for many years, has an Asian skin color.

Coupled with her Showa makeup, she exudes the aura of a Japanese Showa retro beauty.

This kind of beauty may not be in line with the appreciation taste of today's young people.

But it is indeed the dream of all middle-aged men in Japan.

Ever since I knew she returned to Japan.

The heads of major families, political and business figures in Japan's upper class society all flocked to it.

For them, in today's Japan, beauties created by various modern medical surgeries and cosmetic techniques have become commonplace.

Any woman can produce beauties in large quantities by going to the hospital for a few surgeries and applying makeup techniques.

On the contrary, this kind of natural woman with retro wildness is their ultimate dream.

At first glance, her skin is not the current mainstream white and shiny white, and her facial features are not exquisite and amazing.

The makeup technique is in the old Showa style, which seems a bit outdated.

But with this face and figure, especially when she wears that Showa floral shirt that not many women wear anymore, coupled with her status as a royal princess.

Which Japanese man with power and wealth doesn't want to have a woman like this?

Let her wear a traditional Japanese kimono and comb her hair in a traditional bun, without using any black or white silk.

Forget all the thongs and sexy lingerie.

Simply wear a traditional sakura kimono with nothing underneath and Japanese cotton socks.

Then he stripped off her kimono, piled it around her waist, and pressed it under her body.

These old Japanese men went crazy when they saw this face.

If they knew that Saeko was still wearing these old red lace pajamas, they would be so excited.

Saeko had just returned from a political and business cocktail party, declined their request for the next one, and returned to the apartment.

Staying up late will damage the skin, and for her at this age, nothing is more important than maintenance.

In addition to doing yoga every night, Saeko spends about an hour bathing every day and applying various luxurious and expensive skin care products.

This kept her figure almost unchanged.

Except that the previous curvature is slightly drooping.

But there is no better way.

Saeko looked at herself in the mirror with mixed feelings. Before launching the royal plan, she was also a carefree girl.

She has worked as a flight attendant, studied music, loves art, traveled around the world on foot, and even visited Longhu Mountain in China to pray for fortunes.

Sure enough, everything happened just as the divination predicted. I tried my best but still failed.

However, it's not over yet.

Just as the three fortune sticks predicted, he finally escaped from the worst possible situation that would have led to his certain death.

Saeko was flipping through her old photos.