"Director Yagami..."
"Listen to me, I'm the commander-in-chief on the scene!"
"understand!"
As the director of the Criminal Bureau, Soichiro Yagami has made many contributions and is experienced. In the eyes of his subordinates, he is a trustworthy boss.
Although his order at this time seemed outrageous, the members of the Metropolitan Police Department, who were his subordinates, still obeyed and did as they were told.
Seeing that Soichiro Yagami only gave an order and the members of the Metropolitan Police Department immediately retreated until they disappeared in the rain, Futaba Rio looked thoughtful and thought to herself.
really.
Ye Xing does everything for a reason.
At the beginning, Futaba Rio couldn't understand why an organization like the Chorokusha, which was hidden in the dark and could not be understood, recognized or known by the world, would need an official from the Metropolitan Police Department as an assistant.
It now seems that it is not just the "Criminal Director" who can provide intelligence.
Soichiro Yagami is one of the few people in the Metropolitan Police Department who has both ability and a strong sense of justice, and is in a high position, and is willing to provide convenient assistance to the actions of the Chaoliang Society.
"Reporters, photographers, please stay."
After hearing what the "Mask" said, the reporter and the cameraman looked at each other and nodded.
What lies before the two of them is news that only happens once in a decade... no, it's news that only happens once in a century!
Mysterious hero vs serial killer.
This is simply a modern version of Sherlock Holmes vs. Moriarty.
How can we miss such a great live broadcast opportunity?
After saying this, Ye Xing released his hand that was pressing on the back of the Sunny Doll Killer's head and looked down at him condescendingly.
"stand up."
The Sunny Doll Killer struggled to climb out of the sewage, and his eyes were filled with undisguised resentment and hatred as he looked at Ye Xing.
"I'll give you one, explain your behavior, and then..."
A smiling pattern with white patterns appeared on Yexing's black mask.
"Become the most ridiculous clown in everyone's eyes."
"whispering sound..."
The Sunny Doll Killer clenched his teeth. As he had just been pushed into the sewage, his hood and the mask on his face were completely wet and stained with mud and water, making him look very miserable.
but...
He first glanced at the "Mask" standing in front of him, and then looked at the three psychics in the distance.
The Sunny Day Killer can feel it.
These four people also possess some special abilities.
Fight one against four and break through?
不 ...
This is not a good choice.
Since it was finally possible, he risked exposing his identity by calling over reporters and cameramen from the TV station and started a live broadcast of the entire process.
Then we should take this opportunity to let the world notice us!
The Sunny Doll Killer thought about this and made a decision.
Finish the TV interview first.
Then, kill everyone at the scene.
After talking to Soichiro Yagami, Rio Futaba walked up to the reporters and photographers from the TV station and spoke calmly.
"You can start the interview now."
"Oh, oh...ok."
The reporter was stunned for a moment, then cautiously walked up to the Sunny Doll Killer with the microphone in hand.
"Mr. Sunny Doll Killer, may I ask why you did this? What is your motive?"
After all, he is a professional reporter from a TV station, and the first question he asks is the question that the audience in front of the screen wants to know the most.
At the same time, this also satisfies the twisted desire for attention in the heart of the Sunny Doll Killer.
“Why do you do this?”
Facing the live broadcast of the camera, the Sunny Doll Killer pointed at the heavy rain falling from the sky, opened his arms, and a brainwashed fanaticism appeared in his eyes.
"Only by completing the living sacrifice to the gods in this way can we bring sunny days!"
Hearing these outrageous words, the reporter couldn't help but be stunned and puzzled.
"You mean... the so-called living sacrifice is to kill those girls, make them into the shape of sunny dolls, and offer them to... the gods?"
"That's right!"
At this moment, the Sunny Doll Killer seemed like someone who had been suppressing his emotions for a long time and finally let them out. His speech speed became much faster and his voice sounded extremely excited.
"Only this method can calm the anger of the gods, otherwise the rainstorm will not stop!"
Hearing this, Ye Xing, who was standing not far away, looked at Futaba Rio who was next to the photographer.
as predicted.
The motive of the Sunny Doll Killer is the same as what the members of the Super Society guessed.
So next.
It's about to start, making him a clown.
Ye Xing walked in front of the camera and waved as if greeting the audience in front of the screen.
"Hello everyone, I am 'Mask'."
Reporters, photographers, and the Sunny Doll Killer were all stunned.
What are you doing
Do you really think you are a big star?
At this time, Amano Haruna, who was watching the live broadcast on TV, saw Ye Xing's action and murmured to herself.
"Finally...it's started."
She stood up and opened the glass door to the balcony.
The rain outside was wrapped in strong wind, blowing on Amano Haruna's face with a cold chill.
Looking at the heavy rain pouring down like a river, Amano Haruna took a deep breath, clasped her hands together again, lowered her head, and closed her eyes.
.......
"So what you're saying is that if we don't resort to human sacrifice, the rain will never stop?"
Listening to the reporter's questions, the Sunny Doll Killer's sense of accomplishment and satisfaction reached its peak.
"That is beyond doubt. The only one who can prevent the city from being submerged and save the entire Sakura Province is me, the god, acting on your behalf..."
The Sunny Doll Killer opened his arms and raised his head, looking very imposing.
But when he was halfway through his words, he was stunned.
Reporters and photographers looked up at the sky in the direction the Sunny Doll Killer was looking.
The rain...stopped?
"The sky is clearing up."
Ye Xing put his right hand around the Sunny Doll Killer's shoulder, and the two of them stood in front of the camera. Moreover, he deliberately emphasized it again towards the camera lens.
"The rain has stopped."
silence.
The silence was so deafening that it almost felt awkward.
The sudden cessation of the rain, combined with the Sunny Doll Killer's confident and arrogant words about gods and living sacrifices...
"This guy...is he crazy?"
"are you crazy."
"That's right. Whether the rain stops or not has nothing to do with whether you kill someone or not."
"Where do gods come from in this world?"
"A clown with a mental problem."
.......
Although he is a serial killer who committed five horrific cases, most of the audience have never even seen the crime scenes or photos of the deceased.
The rumors of cruel methods were indeed enough to strike fear into their hearts.
But after the live broadcast started, what was the performance of this so-called Sunny Doll Killer?
First came the arrogant declaration.
Then someone grabbed his head with one hand and pressed him into the sewage on the ground like a dog.
Then came some nonsensical talk about gods, changing the weather, and living sacrifices.
But before he could finish his words, the rain suddenly stopped, giving him a hard slap in the face.
This is simply...
He is just a clown who seeks to attract attention.
And this is just the beginning.
Facing the Sunny Doll Killer who was standing there, completely unable to accept the reality, Ye Xing put his arm around his shoulders intimately and began to attack with all his strength.
"You don't really think that you are an agent chosen by some god? A special person who can change the weather, right?"
"The so-called living sacrifice and the clearing of the weather are just coincidences."
"Look at your confident and arrogant appearance. Do you really think you are a big shot?"
"Your behavior is meaningless, just like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy... Oh no, calling you a dog is too insulting to dogs."
"You are just a crying giant baby who craves attention from the outside world."
At this point, a smiling white pattern appeared on Yexing's black mask, and he leaned close to the ear of the Sunny Doll Killer. His voice was not loud, but it was enough for the other party and all the audience in front of the screen to hear clearly.
"Everyone is concerned only about the five innocent girls who died. As for you?"
"You are nothing. No one has the slightest interest in you as a person."
The Sunny Doll Killer's pupils shrank, and he pushed Ye Xing's arm away. He took a few steps back, covering his head with his hands.
"No...it's not like that!"
His eyes became more and more distorted, and he roared almost like a madman.
"You don't understand what I've been through! From childhood to adulthood..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know."
Ye Xing looked bored and waved his hand nonchalantly to interrupt.
"Anyway, it's about a poor family background, not getting attention while growing up, or being toyed with by a hot girl at school. These are the clichéd plots."
Ye Xing looked at the Sunny Doll Killer standing there, as if he was looking at him, but there was no trace of him in his eyes.
This familiar look of being ignored even though he was clearly in sight made the Sunny Doll Killer feel even more angry.
“No one wants to know about you.”
There was a hint of laughter in Yexing's voice.
"Just like there is garbage in the trash can, rats in the sewer, and cockroaches in the dirty corners, isn't it normal for you to exist in Kyoto?"
"Don't take the disgusting looks people show towards a trivial and disgusting thing like you as a sign of importance."
"No one cares about an inferior being like you."
