Chapter 59 Revenge from the Late Night The evening breeze in June should still be a bit stuffy. At this time, inside a ward, the window was blown open by the wind, and the wind that seeped in was a bit cold. "Damn it! How could this happen!" Officer Mikami, who had just finished dealing with other trivial matters and rushed to the hospital, heard not the results of the interrogation, but bad news. Ikegami Harano is dead. Even after four hours of rescue efforts, his life could not be saved. The doctor in charge of the rescue was also a little surprised, but in the end he could only give a report that the cause of death was excessive blood loss. How could he die like this? It was obvious that the two shots he fired, one in the shoulder and one in the knee, were not fatal injuries at all. The symptom of excessive blood loss is possible, but it shouldn't be serious enough to cause loss of life, right? At that time, the two police officers had simply bandaged his wounds on the way to the hospital.
After being sent to the hospital, the doctor took over promptly and provided diagnosis and treatment as quickly as possible. However, he eventually ended up being rushed to the emergency room, where he died. Dead, just like that? 屮! Looking at Ikegami Haruno's body lying on the hospital bed, covered with a white sheet, Officer Mikami punched the wall in anger. This should have been his meritorious performance in solving a homicide case, but now, he was lucky not to be punished for firing two shots in a row. The most infuriating thing is that before any interrogation even took place, Ikegami Haruno died with the truth about dog abuse. And how could such a big black dog disappear out of thin air? There are still too many questions that need to be clarified. As the night deepened, Officer Mikami only stayed in the hospital for more than two hours before dragging his tired body home. Before going home, he even had a drink outside in a depressed mood. The more I think about it, the more I realize how fucked up this is! Officer Mikami sat on the sofa in the living room, his hands spread out, his left hand holding the remote control, flipping through today's news, and his right hand holding an opened can of beer. White Rock High School is an excellent school, and a murder occurring near it will easily attract media attention and people's concerns about the safety of students in the school. Looking at the official report above, Officer Mikami smiled with a hint of self-mockery. The prisoners are already dead! What else is there to review? Interrogate his ghost? What a fucking day! Officer Mikami became angrier the more he thought about it, and took another big gulp of beer. After finishing the drink, he flattened it and threw it towards the trash can in the kitchen, but missed. Officer Mikami stood up and walked to the refrigerator, preparing to get a few more cans of beer, when he suddenly heard a whistling sound coming from the direction of the kitchen. Is the window not closed tightly? There shouldn't be any strong winds tonight, let alone rain. Officer Mikami placed the three bottles of beer on the table in the living room and walked towards the kitchen. The dim kitchen was not fully illuminated by the light from the TV screen in the living room.
The windows were indeed blown open, and two of the windows were snapping in the strong wind. Officer Mikami took a look, bent down, picked up the empty wine can that had been thrown accidentally near the trash can and threw it into the trash can, then walked to the window and prepared to close it. Wow! An exceptionally strong gust of wind blew Officer Mikami's hair up backwards, almost flattening his face. The powerful thrust almost knocked him out. He tried hard to overcome the wind, reached close to the window, and prepared to close both windows tightly. In the kitchen, kitchen knives made a slight clanging sound and flew out from the knife rack one after another. Then, before Officer Mikami could react, the needle was quickly inserted into his forehead, face, throat, heart, and other parts of his body. Without even having time to utter a scream or wail, Officer Mikami's body was leaning against the window with his hands dangling at the sides. The blood that kept flowing out gradually dyed the entire kitchen floor red. A black shadow that was invisible to ordinary people, shaped like a big black dog, rushed out of the kitchen, and the strong wind gradually subsided. revenge! revenge! kill!kill!kill! Chi Shangyuanye followed the most persistent thought in his heart and transformed into a dark shadow. In the form of a big black dog, he kept flying above the trees and under the night sky. Tonight is the night of revenge for him and Jilang! In addition to this troublesome police officer, there was also a monk at the scene, the monk known as Master Ruyi! And the murderer who actually killed Jilang! He was going to come back one last time and brutally kill the murderer, just like he had killed all those stray dogs. Where was he? There is no escape no matter where you are! Erlang's sense of smell can clearly sense where the damned person is! Kichijoji, that monk is a monk from Kichijoji! The black shadow, accompanied by a strong wind, swooped down along the direction of Kichijoji. Then, the figure stopped moving forward at high speed halfway. Kichijoji, the temple hidden in the commercial district, now looks completely different from usual. It is no longer ordinary and simple, no longer low-key and silent, but shining with golden light. There is dazzling Buddha light gathering in the temple, and the annoying sound of scriptures turns into a flowing golden river. The occasional bell sounds like thunder, mighty and terrifying. How come everything is different? Oh, because he's different too. He is a ghost, a dead spirit, an evil spirit, a pure spiritual state, and the world he can see has become extremely different. Ikegami Harano has never been good at thinking. He circled around this auspicious temple several times, but was still unable to enter the area covered by the golden Buddha light. Instead, his strength was constantly dissipating. His only wisdom was to choose to leave temporarily because he had another target for revenge. That is the real murderer who killed Jilang! Before Jilang died, his presence had been sensed. He was also in Tokyo at this moment, and not far away. Inside a candlelit scripture room in Jixiang Temple, the monk Ruyi was telling his master what had happened during the day.
"Master, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Seeing his master suddenly looking out the window, he asked in a low voice. "It must be a wandering ghost who accidentally wandered in." "Is it serious?" "Go on and tell me about your experience today." Monk Ruyi continued, "Today, the dog spirit was particularly ferocious. My cultivation was not good enough, so I was unable to trap and kill it with the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. Instead, it broke free and escaped." "Fortunately, when it was about to escape from the alley exit, a Buddha's light shone brightly, and a Buddha's palm with unparalleled power and terrifying strength descended from the sky!" "Punch the dog spirit to the ground, and it will be subdued and liberated in an instant." When he said this, the monk Ruyi's face was full of respect, and even his tone became a little excited. "That should be a high monk who happened to pass by here. He has great magical powers and great compassion." "Master, I think so too. Unfortunately, I have no chance to see the great monk." Monk Ruyi felt very sorry about this. “How many great monks and virtuous people are there in this world? Most of them sit in the mountains and forests and study in the scriptures. If you can meet one, it is your destiny.” "Master is right. Disciple shouldn't be too obsessed with this." The monk Ruyi bowed his head and chanted "Amitabha". On the other side, Ikegami Haruno, who had transformed into a black dog and was carrying a strong wind, had left Bunkyo District, crossed the Arakawa River, and came to a small temple. He could feel that the murderer who killed Erlang was now in that small temple! Having had the experience in Kichijoji, he did not force his way in immediately, but instead wandered around first. In his vision, the small temple in front of him was unremarkable, and even the Buddha's light was extremely dim, which was far from comparable to the terrifying scene revealed in Kichijoji Temple. There was no sound of chanting, no sound of bells ringing, not even the sound of the devout recitation of Amitabha Buddha. Before long, Ikegami Yuanye saw from afar that the temple door was pushed open, revealing a young figure. It's him! it's him! The murderer who killed Erlang! The angry flames of revenge made the black mist rising around him even thicker and more hateful. The Chishangyuanye was swept by a howling wind, and with the satisfaction and pleasure of imminent revenge, it swooped down towards the young man at a high speed! PS: I set the post to be published automatically, but got the time wrong and I also fell asleep. I’m really sorry for causing trouble to all my readers. (End of this chapter)