Dingling--

...Ring ring

The phone ringtone of the Kashima City Police Department has been continuing. When you enter through the gate and walk through the desks, the female policewoman holding the information comes and goes. From time to time, you can hear the answers of the police officer "Hayi" who is connected to the nearby wire.

"The firefighters have been sent out, and the Metropolitan Police Department has been assisting..."

"………I am grateful to the politician for paying attention. The fire in Kashima Shrine is under investigation."

"Hayi! The colleagues over there have not heard back yet. We will notify you as soon as possible."

"I will definitely recover Budu Yuhun--"

...

In the early morning, the fire lit up by the Kashima Temple caused huge riots. From a distance in the city, you can see the red sky of the fire. A large number of firefighters were dispatched. The police were dispatched. The sirens never stopped in the middle of the morning and night.

As a city adjacent to the shrine, there are naturally many believers. In addition to appeaseing these believers and maintaining order, the Metropolitan Police Department also faces questions from politicians who have close contacts with Kashima Shrine.

For those who are sitting in the police station waiting, it is quite stressful. They can only wait for colleagues who are investigating the site to successfully solve the case and give the public an explanation.

A police officer who put down the phone looked out of the window and looked at the sky that was already early in the morning.

"I hope there will be good news."

The distance where the sight extends, the black smoke surrounds and surging in the sky.

Fire trucks raised cloud ladders, and the direction of the water dragon spraying was a large forest with fire burning. After the previous fire burned the building, Mars drifted into the woods with the wind, ignited dead trees, and weeds triggered wildfires. Only then could it be temporarily controlled after nine o'clock.

Huge amounts of thick smoke drifted to the nearby town, causing a lot of panic.

Some of the police from Kashima City stayed in nearby villages and towns to evacuate and comfort them. The other part came to Kashima Shrine and entered it. What caught everyone's eyes was a house that collapsed in the fire, charred wooden beams, and semi-burned painted mahogany fences scattered everywhere.

Occasionally, a breeze blew, and the smell of burning corpses were mixed with the burning smell.

An old policeman took several police officers to investigate the scene. Seeing the medical staff lifting a burnt body into a body bag, most of them took out handkerchiefs and covered their mouths and noses.

Then, more corpses were dragged out of the Nazha Institute and placed one by one in an open area. Some of them were burned to pieces, and their arms or thighs were not even found.

Among the ruins of tiles, everyone was doing their own things silently. Only when they reported, could there be a voice sound.

"San Akai, look here."

A police officer checked the body and turned around and shouted, "…..The body is strange."

The called policeman, about forty, was walking towards him quickly, his cheeks were thin, he looked a little tired, his hair was fluffy, he squatted beside his deputy, put on gloves, and carefully slapped the head of the corpse, leaning towards the dirt side, and his flesh and blood were still intact.

A hint of dried blue on it caught his attention.

"Don't touch it with your hands." The policeman named Akai Kuri stopped his deputy and wanted to reach out and frowned: "......it may be poisonous."

Then he stood up and asked someone to take the body back and let the forensic doctor take it to test the ingredients.

"Akai San and Inagaki Priest's body were also found. There was an injury of iron penetrating the chest. It should be that someone attacked the shrine and killed people and then set fire."

Akai Kuri nodded: "The treasure soul treasured by the main hall was stolen, which obviously means everything."

After saying that, he looked back and forth between the burnt Nazhasau and the Baitan, as if he had come to a certain conclusion.

"I suspect it was a group of gangs who specialized in reselling cultural relics to commit the crime. They immediately retrieved cameras from nearby roads, checked passing vehicles, and sent people to places where Chinese people gather to see if there were any new faces."

He took off his white gloves and lit a cigarette: "I suspect that the other party might start with other shrines that worship cultural relics. I called to inform him and warned Masakura Temple that all four Tennoji Temples need to be strictly guarded against this group of people..."

Sometimes, it is necessary to wake up.

The island people are strict in their work. The Kashima Shrine, especially the headquarters, was suppressed, the statues of the worshipped gods were destroyed, and cultural relics were robbed. It is also a shame to say it. Moreover, as a country that believes in gods, such situations are very sensitive.

After the warning call, I called Nara City Masakura Inn, Osaka Shitennoji Temple, Mie Prefecture Ise Shrine, and even Nagoya Inuda Shrine to guard Kusaki Sword, etc.

After all, it is just a premonition. Whether the group of people specifically snatched the shrine's offerings? At present, the Kashima City police's news cannot be fully confirmed.

Soon, more news came to the police station and the return policeman Akagi Kurimi.

The National Lord's neighbor park found a vehicle available! Driving towards the Highway 51 Bridge, the target disappeared!

The vehicle was found again on the section from Chaolai City to Kazukicho, and the nearby police station has been contacted to follow up!

The goal disappears!

On the 356 section line, a supermarket in Eicho was robbed and suspected to be the other party!

Yinxi City…..

Shirai City...

...

Since the alarm call was called out, news of suspected targets has been continuously reported. When asked whether the Kashima Metropolitan Police Department was this group, Tokyo was also infuriated by such news.

The Budu soul was stolen. Although it was a cultural relic for ordinary people, it was the God-Rewarding Sword in the hearts of believers. Of course, it took too long and they forgot that this knife was actually given to their ancestors by another larger country.

The entire police station telephone number was almost blown up for almost two days, and the police officers who were connected were even more busy. As for the sudden appearance of a cruel thief with a traitor who committed crime, no matter how much the news was fake, Tokyo naturally did not dare to take it lightly.

During the investigation, he marked all the routes reported on the phone on the map, and then... he found that he was heading towards Tokyo.

At this moment, it is incredible for anyone.

However, in this tense atmosphere of racing against time, under the high sky, a small truck with the words "delivery" was bypassing the country road and slowly passing through the spots of light cast by the shade of trees.

Looking at several island girls in sailor suits going to school, the driver who was driving down the car window and whistled at them, turned around and smiled at the small window behind him, "Finally, I haven't seen the island girl in sailor suits on the computer."

Yu Guang looked inside.

Xia Yi leaned against the carriage and looked at the stolen weapon in his hand, occasionally frowned and thought. Next to him, Zhao Dezhu took the lunch box and tore the packaging outside, and the sushi emitted a warm fragrance.

"Old also eat something."

He handed over the box of sushi and a pair of chopsticks, which made the dog girl squatted on the ground across the street swallow. Her portion had already been finished, leaving only the packaging bag at her feet.

Xia Yi put down the weapon in her hand, took the sushi, and ate it silently, then looked at the fat man and stared at him, "Deju, why don't you eat it?"

"You eat, what about this?" Zhao Dezhu swallowed, tore open another packaging bag, which contained scarlet sashimi, and his eyes were stunned, "How to eat this?"

In the cab outside the small window, Ma Bang turned his head and smiled, "Good thing! But I have to eat it with this."

Then, a toothpaste-like package was thrown in.

Zhao Dezhu squeezed a little light green sticky and touched it. Lin Wensheng was probably hungry and came over to touch it. He came over and asked to touch it a little and smelled it.

The two of them swallowed in one bite, their faces instantly frozen, and they quickly covered their mouths and noses, and tears choked out in an instant.

"Hahaha--"

Magneto, the electric python leaned against the other side of the box and laughed. Even Zhou Jin, who seemed cold next to Xia Yi, curled the corners of his mouth, especially Ma Bang, who was driving, laughed loudly. If it weren't for the translator sitting next to him, he would have almost driven into the field.

"Have you ever eaten sashimi? Just a little mustard." The dog girl secretly took a piece from the fat man's hand, applied a little bit, put it in her mouth, and squinted her eyes and chewed it happily.

The fat man took a bottle of water and poured it into his mouth, reluctant to spit it out, so he gritted the bullet and swallowed the fillet.

Lin Wensheng, the crazy rat next to him, shook his head: "I am just a coal miner. Every day I come up, I either eat or sleep. I occasionally play cards with my colleagues in the mine during holidays. Where have I eaten these..."

"I haven't eaten it before." The fat man touched the corner of his mouth, forced a smile at everyone, and looked down at his instep.

Over there, Ma Bang, who was originally smiling, gradually restrained his smile, and then laughed: "I haven't eaten it before, I have only watched it on the computer, there is nothing to be ashamed."

The dog girl quickly swallowed the sashimi in her mouth and raised her hand: "I just ate it now."

"So too." Zhou Jin looked at them with a smile and echoed.

Everyone shook slightly along with the carriage.

Magneto and Electric Python looked at each other and became silent. In fact, they looked down on this small gang that had been hunted for it at first. After all, if you want to talk about combat power, there is only one Xia Yili, and at most half a woman named Zhou Jin there.

However, in such an environment, they felt what a team really deserved.

Tolerance and harmony, without the strangeness that is temporarily pieced together because of a task.

moment.

The Dian Python smiled and took out a bag of bread and handed it to the fat man: "I can't get used to the way the Japanese eat. There are bread here. When I ransacked the supermarket, I took two more bags."

"Thank you." As Zhao Dezhu took it, Xia Yi opened his eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and looked at Magneto and Electric Python, "We are both our own people, don't say thank you."

The two people opposite nodded and smiled on their faces.

The small truck continued to move forward, only more than a hundred miles away from Edogawa. It was not far from the transportation of this era. Under the guidance of the translator, Ma Bang also entered the carriage. After nightfall, he drove into the edge of Edogawa District.

I found a single-family house for rent and lived in it quietly.
Chapter completed!