Chapter 247 Art Museum Murder Case

Chapter 247 Art Museum Murder Case

Chapter 247 Art Museum Murder Case (End)
“Breath of Life”

In Luo He's eyes, Mao Litong not far away was like the most delicious fruit, like the apple in the Garden of Eden.
Originally, he had accepted his fate. After all, by killing Manaka, he had released the anger in his heart.

Although, he also understood that if he did this, he would be like the painting, the dragon slayer would eventually become the evil dragon.

However, I do not blame the demon who was killed.
It was it that lent him strength, allowing him to complete his revenge.
However, when he saw the boy, he had the urge to eat him. The demonic power in his body told him that as long as he sucked the boy's blood, he would become stronger, strong enough to protect this art gallery forever.
"fast"

"Run quickly."

Director Luo He looked at Li Zhongren, and with his face becoming increasingly ferocious, he squeezed out two words, and then he could no longer control himself and rushed towards Li Zhongren.
"Oh!"

But at this moment, Sato Miwako suddenly kicked out with a leg, and the speed of this kick was so fast that it blew a gust of wind in the air, and kicked Luo He backwards.
"Squeak~~~"

In mid-air, Luo He did a backflip with agility that was not in line with his age, and landed on the ground. Grabbing the marble floor of the art gallery with one hand, he slid backwards for several meters, leaving five scratches on the ground.

At this moment, Luo He's body has changed.

From a person, to a monster
The skin turned red, a pair of goat horns appeared on the top of the head, the hands turned into claws, and the mouth was full of sharp teeth. There was a smell of sulfur when breathing.
"Snapped!"

The tail behind it slammed the ground hard, and with the help of this force, it rushed towards Li Zhongren behind Maori Kogoro again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This time, Sato Miwako did not approach again, but took out her revolver and fired several shots at Luo He in mid-air.

With every gunshot, the glass of the art gallery shook.

With every gunshot, Sato Miwako herself would take a few steps back.

It is enough to see how powerful this bullet is!
This is also true.

This huge kinetic energy not only pierced Luo He's body, but also made him fly backwards again, falling to the ground like a rag doll.
"Roar!!!"

At this moment, Luo He seemed to have lost all his humanity. He struggled to get up again after lying on the ground. However, this time, he did not attack again. Instead, he stared at Sato Miwako and several other people holding guns. It was obvious that they were all people who could handle this matter. It was just that they did not shoot together just now. It was estimated that there had to be someone who could always shoot. After all, this kind of revolver could not load bullets very quickly.
"You guys leave quickly!"

Sato Miwako, who was wearing a police hat, did not look back, but just waved her hand.

"Let's go, let's get out of here!"

Maori Kogoro pulled Li Zhongren and ran outside like the wind. After all, he saw that the old man who had turned into a demon was targeting his nephew.
"Whoo~~~"

But at this moment, suddenly, thick fog suddenly rose in the entire art gallery. The fog was not only so thick that people could not see the direction, but also made people cough every time they took a breath because the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

"Where is everyone?"

Maori Kogoro looked behind him. It was only a few steps away, but when he turned around, there was no shadow at all. In the distance, he could still vaguely hear the sound of fighting, but the sound seemed to come from all directions. Moreover, his nephew seemed to be pulled by a force, and he could no longer see him after he let go.
"Damn, there's something weird about this fog."

There was thick fog in the art gallery, but there was one area where there was no fog because one of the policemen threw out something like a grenade when the fog rose.

After the explosion, a silver-grey mist came out from inside. This mist was very light, but as it spread, the fog around it began to dissipate. Unfortunately, the range it could maintain was only as large as a room.

Then, the few policemen who had not come up earlier also rushed up and pinned Luo He firmly on the spot.
"This should be some kind of barrier!"

As he spoke, a male policeman took out a special pair of handcuffs and handcuffed them on Luo He's hands. Then, it was visible to the naked eye that Luo He actually began to transform from a demon back into a human being little by little.

"Besides, it has nothing to do with him. Hey, old man, what is it that lends you its power?"

"Cough cough... cough cough"

Luo He, lying on the ground, seemed to be breathing in more than out. After all, without that kind of power, he was just an ordinary old man. He was shot so many times but still alive, which was considered very strong.
"Drawing. Hell House."

"Puff."

As soon as the words fell, Luo He stopped breathing.
"White Bird, it should be the painting in the Hell Pavilion."

"Well, that makes sense."

Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

"It's just that the fog in front of us is obviously strange. It's okay within the range of the magic-blocking gold grenade. If we leave here, I'm afraid we will get lost."

"I won't get lost."

Suddenly, Li Zhongren walked slowly towards them in the fog.

He had already recognized who the four people in front of him were: Sato Miwako, Shiratori Jinsaburo, Takagi Wataru, and Miyamoto Yumi. They were the most popular and most frequently appearing police officers in the original work. Unexpectedly, in this world, the four of them actually possessed extraordinary powers.

“I know you.”

Looking at Li Zhongren, Shiratori Rensaburo nodded slightly.

"Yesterday or the day before yesterday, the vegetative patients who woke up not only did not shrink, but were full of energy. It seems that you also have superhuman abilities."

"Superhuman. Ability?"

"Yes."

Shiratori Renzaburo came up to Li Zhongren, picked him up and held him in his arms.

"In our definition, anyone who can do something that ordinary people can't do is called a superman, and anything that ordinary things can't do but it can do is called an extraordinary thing. We are the police of Beika Town on the surface, but in fact, we specialize in handling such incidents."

"Sister Xiaolan can break a telephone pole with one punch. Is she also a superman?"

"Yes, she is most likely a superhuman from the Twilight Titan path. Her current level is Sequence 9, a warrior with great strength."

"what?"

"Shiratori, you are explaining the sequence to a child, do you think he can understand it?"

On the side, Takagi Wataru looked helpless.

"In short, little friend, can you not be affected by the fog?"

"um, yes."

“So, this is my purpose.”

Shiratori Renzaburo looked at Takagi Wataru.

"Our team is currently lacking a member who can sense the system like this."

"But he's just a child. Are you crazy, White Bird?"

"No, no, my friends, believe me, I am a dreamer. I can feel that this child has no fear in his heart. On the contrary, he is eager to try and curious. Of course, the most important point is that for some reason, he does not reject the four of us. On the contrary, he feels familiar with us." "He is just a child. His guardian will not agree to let him participate in such a dangerous behavior."

"What's good?"

Li Zhongren, who was being held in his arms, suddenly spoke up. If he was to work with these four people, he would have no objection. He could just treat it as a job. Anyway, his identity in this life destined him to survive in this country, so he would always have to have a job.

As for deceiving yourself and staying away from danger, come on, Kudo Shinichi is the biggest danger.

As long as he exists for one day, he may be discovered by the man in black. This is why he did not choose to live in Kogoro Mori's house, so that he would not be implicated if Kudo Shinichi went crazy one day.

And these four people in front of us, in the original work, are all considered to be absolutely righteous people. They are the kind of characters that can only exist in the comic world.

This is also what Brother Li Harry once mentioned, political correctness, that is, the good guys in comics must be good guys, because no matter what kind of people created them, this kind of literary and artistic work will definitely give them such characters to facilitate their dissemination.

Therefore, if you travel through time and space to the corresponding comics and meet such people, you can basically trust them.

"Ha, a lot. That is, the effort is proportional to the reward. Moreover, we have a powerful organization behind us that provides all kinds of equipment. There are dangers, but most of them are not life-threatening. Of course, I dare not guarantee it."

"Then I agree."

Li Zhongren nodded.

"After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch."

"Okay, kid, let's talk about this later. Take us to find the painting."

Miwako Sato interrupted their conversation. In her opinion, if Shiratori wanted to invite the boy to join the team, she would first have to obtain the consent of Kogoro Mori, and that uncle would not be someone who would let his child put himself in danger.

"Ahead, turn right"

"So, what is this child's ability?"

Looking at Li Zhongren who seemed not to be bothered by the fog at all, Miyamoto Yumi asked curiously.

"In terms of perception, it is generally attributed to the Hanged Man Path. As we all know, people of the Hanged Man Path are most likely to attract these alienated monsters. Of course, we have to go back and do a path identification. After all, even if it is the same path and the same sequence level, there are still different occupations."

"Just like Takagi and Sato, both are from the Twilight Titan path, but Sato is a Sequence Seven who is better at attacking, a weapon master, while Takagi is a Sequence Seven, a defense master."

"This is it."

Under the leadership of Li Zhongren, the fog did not play any role. They could even sense a hint of anxiety from the fog. Obviously, it came from the painting with the voice. It was anxious.

It's a pity that it seems to have no other abilities besides the fog.

"Oh!"

Without saying a word, Miwako Sato threw out a gold grenade that blocked demons!

The moment the hunting exploded, the fog in the Hell Hall was immediately cleared, and then everyone's eyes fell on the painting on the wall.

In the picture, the demon who was also nailed there looked lifelike, as if he was about to crawl out of the painting.

"I see."

Seeing this scene, Shiratori Renzaburo nodded.

"This demon tempted Luo Shui and killed people through its power. The demon's power could penetrate into the painting, and when its power became strong, it could in turn affect Luo He, turning Luo He, who originally only wanted revenge, into a bloodthirsty monster."

"What are you going to do with this thing?"

"Usually they are sealed up and brought back to the headquarters for research. Although these extraordinary things are dangerous, they also contain value. Many superhumans who want to improve their powers need potions made from these extraordinary things."

"I see."

"Yumi!"

"Ah."

Yumi Miyamoto came to a place not far from the scroll and took out a brown paper bag from her tactical backpack. Miraculously, the brown paper bag looked very small, but with a slight pull, it could be stretched to a very large size.

On the side, Shiratori Renzaburo reached out and touched the scroll, intending to take it off and put it in.

However, at this moment, the demon's head suddenly emerged from the painting, and a twisted mouth in the bloody head let out a wail.
At that moment, everyone felt as if their heads were hit hard by a sledgehammer. At the same time, several souls spewed out from the scroll.
Upon closer inspection, there are Manaka, Luohe, and even Kubota, as well as some other staff members.
Then, these souls suddenly rushed towards them, including Li Zhongren.

Obviously, this is the devil's last stand. If he can successfully control one person, he can reverse the crisis and even kill all the people trapped by him in the fog.
"Click!!"

It’s a pity that this trick didn’t work on Li Zhongren.

He could feel the soul wreaking havoc in his body, but unfortunately, it was useless in the face of his own adaptive abilities. On the contrary, its invasion even activated the domineering attributes of the sacred tree itself.

Then, the sacred tree began to devour the energy of this soul bit by bit.
So, Li Zhongren climbed onto Shiratori Rensaburo's shoulders, stepped on his body, took down the painting, stuffed it into a brown paper bag, closed the bag, and at the same time repeatedly wrapped the string up and down several times.
"Roar~~"

Another miserable howl
All souls are gone
The fog in the air also disappeared
The few people who were nailed there also regained their ability to move.
"Haha, that's a bit embarrassing."

After Shiratori Renzaburo resumed his actions, he laughed a few times at the first moment.

“I almost flipped over.”

However, from the sound of his voice, one could tell that there wasn't much worry in it. It was obvious that they all had trump cards, but they just didn't use them because they happened to be able to move.

"So, little friend, I am getting more and more curious about your abilities. Even the wronged souls from hell can't control you."

"Xiao Tong! Xiao Tong!! Are you okay!!!"

Suddenly, Maori Kogoro ran over like the wind. Seeing Li Zhongren was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he looked at Shiratori Renzaburo.

"I heard your conversation before, you bastard, you want my nephew to join your team?"

"Yes, Mr. Maori, you are his guardian. I hope you can agree that this child's strength is exactly what our team lacks. Your nephew also agrees. He even thinks this is a good job that can support his family in the future. More importantly, he believes that the best way to deal with danger is to face it. After all, you are a police officer and you should know that superhuman and extraordinary events have become more and more common in recent years..."

"Facing danger?"

Maori Kogoro was stunned and looked at Li Zhongren. His eyes were as calm as water. It was obvious that his years of vegetative life had made his mentality different from that of ordinary people.
"Ahem, but this is my nephew!"

As if he had figured something out, Kogoro Mouri first showed a little relief, then raised his head and straightened his tie.

"You have to pay more!"

(End of this chapter)