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The blade was an eerie bright red, while the rest of the blade was pitch black, as if it could absorb all light.
The faulty streetlights flickered on and off, casting swaying shadows that shone on the eerie red blade, making it seem as if thick blood was slowly flowing across it.
What terrified the two Vietnamese men even more was that they clearly saw a drop of crimson liquid silently dripping from the tip of the scarlet knife, landing with a "plop" on the cold cement floor.
"what--!"
The two let out a heart-wrenching scream, no longer caring about anything else, and turned around abruptly like startled rabbits, scrambling and crawling back the way they came.
Sasaki Mine turned around upon hearing the voice, and instead of fear, his face lit up with wild joy as he looked at the uninvited guest: "Fox! You actually showed up in front of me so quickly!"
Qingze looked at the other person through the mask, somewhat surprised, and said, "You seem to be looking forward to meeting me?"
"Of course I'm looking forward to it!"
A morbid fanaticism surged across Sasaki Mine's face, and an excited flame burned in his dark eyes. "My name is Sasaki Mine, the current instructor of the Hokushin Itto-ryu!"
He started wielding a bamboo knife at the age of six and is the creator of the 68-game winning streak record in the Jade Dragon Flag Competition!
The youngest person in history to achieve 1st, 2nd, 3rd... 8th Dan in Kendo!
From the day I stepped onto the field with my bamboo sword in hand, I have never lost a single match.
I am universally recognized in the entire kendo world as the most likely genius to reach the tenth dan in kendo!
The fervor on his face was gradually replaced by an extreme coldness, and his voice was resolute: "In all of Japan, no one's swordsmanship is stronger than mine!"
He stared intently at Qingze and said, word by word, "Including you, you fox too."
Qingze said with a hint of sarcasm, "As a last message, this passage isn't too long."
"Ha ha……"
Sasaki Mine let out a cold sneer, his aura suddenly intensifying as he assumed the standard offensive stance of the Hokushin Ittō-ryū school, and roared, "Compared to those two insignificant passersby, using your head as my first test subject is far more meaningful to me!"
Take it! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Sasaki Mine pushed off the ground with his feet and charged forward with small, quick steps.
He didn't choose to take large, sweeping strides in order to maintain extreme agility and speed when faced with a counterattack.
His mind was focused to an unprecedented level at this moment. The immense pressure did not cause him to underperform; on the contrary, it inspired him to be at his best.
The more nervous he is, the more extraordinary his performance becomes; this is precisely his unique talent that has made him invincible over the years.
close!
Sasaki Mine's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
The essence of the Hokushin Itto-ryu style lies in its sword-drawing technique.
In this field, he has absolute confidence that he can crush anyone.
"Qiang!"
Draw your sword and slash!
The movements were executed flawlessly, with speed, power, and angle all reaching the pinnacle of his career.
However, in Qingze's enhanced superhuman senses, this strike... was so slow it almost made him want to yawn.
As for its flaws, they are numerous and countless.
Qingze simply raised his hand and swung his sword.
A simple action, however simple, becomes the most deadly and unavoidable blow when amplified by absolute speed.
Sasaki Mine saw the flash of light, but the feeling was like an ordinary person looking up at lightning.
The eyes see it, but the body has no time to react at all.
"Ho-!"
A rapid and strange sound of wind swept past his ears.
That was the most desperate scream when fresh blood broke through the constriction of the trachea and blood vessels.
Sasaki Mine stood frozen in place, all his strength rapidly draining away with the warm liquid gushing from his neck.
With a thud, his knees buckled and he knelt down in front of Qingze.
His head wasn't completely severed, not because Qingze lacked strength, but because the distance between them was only enough for the scarlet blade to cut half of his neck.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground beneath him red.
Sasaki Mine's head drooped limply, his vision blurred as he looked at the pool of blood he had spurted out, and at the black sneakers that were slowly receding and disappearing from his sight.
He suddenly felt very cold.
It was bitterly cold.
So this is what it feels like to be cut by a sharp blade?
However, what shocked him even more than the rapidly spreading chill was the incomprehensible speed of the blade.
With the last breath he had left, Sasaki Mine hoarsely shouted:
"Good...fast...knife..."
"Pfft."
His body fell forward to the ground.
Large amounts of blood continued to gush from the horrific wound in his throat.
The scarlet "Demon" label above his head instantly merged, transforming into a striking red light that shot upwards and entered Qingze's brow.
The familiar warmth once again swept through my body from top to bottom, bringing an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.
"Ah...that's great."
Qingze let out a satisfied sigh.
His shadow on the ground once again revealed the dark purple magic circle, and a liquid-like black shadow quickly surged out, enveloping his entire body and instantly dragging him into the shadows, disappearing from the crime scene.
As he leaped through the shadows, he subtly moved his mind, and the fox mask, the Onikiri in his hand, and other items were returned to that separate storage space.
No manual unmounting is required; accessing and storing are done in an instant, making it very convenient.
He quickly moved away through a series of shadowy leaps, returning to the area where he had started his night run, then casually changed direction and continued his journey to find the tag.
After a while, a passerby discovered the body of the man in the suit who was on guard duty at the intersection and frantically dialed the police.
Nearby patrol officers arrived quickly after receiving instructions and immediately cordoned off the area.
It was only after the lockdown that it was discovered, to everyone's horror, that the dead were far more than one person.
There were five bodies in this area.
This is a serial murder case!
Chapter 45 The fox's tail is finally showing!
Jingle Bell.
In the rented room, which occupies only 20 square meters, a crisp cell phone ring suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Kiyoshi Kaneda shifted his gaze from the two meticulously drawn mind maps on the wall.
To address the "Fox" series of cases, he specifically created two mind maps.
One version is the "official version" used to hand over to the Metropolitan Police Department. It details Sanada and Yoshikawa's social networks, clearly listing the various factions that were on good terms with them or had conflicts with them, as well as those who actually benefited after their deaths...
The analysis is detailed and the logic is clear, enough to leave no room for criticism from any superior.
His real focus of investigation was on that even smaller mind map.
The list above includes the zaibatsu (financial conglomerates) entrenched in Japan, American capital, especially Jewish capital, that always exerts a subtle influence on Japan.
And Russia, South Korea, China, and other forces that may be connected to the incident.
However, every name mentioned in this small mind map is of illustrious status and immense power.
Kiyoshi Kaneda could only gather some information online, the veracity of which was questionable; he had no way of accessing the deeper secrets.
Therefore, he only provided a list of suspects without any specific analysis.
He glanced at his phone screen; it was a call from his "pig-headed boss."
He quickly swiped his thumb across the answer button and asked directly, "Has the fox committed another crime?"
"In Toyoshima Ward, in Zoshigaya 3-chome, a case suspected to have been committed by a fox was discovered. Footprints from anti-slip shoe covers were found at the scene. All five victims had been stabbed in the throat."
They were not carrying any identification, and their identities could not be confirmed at this time.
The surrounding residents were also fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening outside.
"Okay, send a car to pick me up right away."
Kiyoshi Kaneda hung up the phone, grabbed his coat draped over the back of the chair, and rushed out of the cramped rented room.
He hurried downstairs and waited for a moment at the apartment entrance. A police car with flashing lights stopped in front of him.
……
Toshima Ward, Zoshigaya 3-chome.
The scene had already been cordoned off with layers of bright yellow police tape.
The media reporters, with their keen sense of smell, stood guard outside the cordon like sharks that had caught the scent of blood.
As soon as a new police car stopped, people rushed forward with microphones and recording equipment.
"Hello! I'm a reporter from Asahi Shimbun. May I ask..."
"No comment."
Kiyoshi Kaneda waved his hand expressionlessly, completely ignoring the barrage of questions from the reporters, and pushed his way through the crowd, bending down to crawl under the police cordon.
A man in a police uniform immediately came forward.
"Hello, I am Inspector Arima Shinta from the Criminal Investigation Division of Mejiro Police Station."
"Kiyoshi Kaneda, head of the Special Investigation Unit for the Fox Case at the Metropolitan Police Department."
He gave his name, deliberately omitting his specific title of "Police Inspector Assistant".