It seems not too little...

But for the entire District 11 government and even the association, this little money is nothing.

There was no suspense about this matter. Qiao Shuya just mentioned it to Uncle Li, and the logistics department would naturally come to handle it.

In fact, the association may not be involved in this matter at all in the future. Anyway, it has been confirmed that it has no direct relationship with the strange demons. The food did not even arrive in the port warehouse at all, let alone the subsequent thefts and other series.

The events are all fake.

Qiao Shuya immediately lost interest and went back to his respective homes, leaving only Detective Memu alone to deal with the follow-up.

After chatting with Detective Memu for a while, Qiao Shuya and Yuan Zhiai left directly in the jeep.

Priest: "???"

"I haven't gotten in the car yet! Give me a lift! I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

The priest shouted to the jeep as it drove away.

But Qiao Shuya just raised a middle finger.

I asked the priest to take a taxi. After spending a long time, he had nothing to do with the strange demon, so the trip was in vain.

Along the way, Yuan Zhiai asked: "Master, I once saw a report. It is said that the number of deaths and disappearances in Tokyo every year exceeds 110,000, of which nearly 10,000 are abnormal deaths and disappearances..."

"And among the 10,000 people who died abnormally, most of them were marked as dying from strange demon incidents. I'm wondering, how many of them actually died of strange demon incidents, and how many were 'killed by strange demons'

Killed?"

The jeep drove slowly through the Tokyo port.

Qiao Shuya couldn't answer this question. Just like today's granary theft case, it had nothing to do with strange demons. Even the 17,000 tons of grain were fake. The freighter didn't bring so much stuff at all.

As for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department? No matter how outrageous it is, Qiao Shuya will not find it a problem. After all, being shot 17 times in the back can be considered a suicide and the case can be concluded. A body hanging from a tree several meters high with a belt can be considered a suicide.

Perhaps for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, as long as the cases that you can't find are written as suicides or deaths from strange demon disasters, there will always be one suitable for you.

The strange demon is a good brick, just move it wherever it is needed. Anyway, everything is the conspiracy of the strange demon and that's it.

"Sa, who knows." Qiao Shuya sighed.

No wonder even the locals in District 11 don’t trust their own police department and government. Instead, they trust the Watchman Association sent by the People’s Federation. No matter how you say it, the association is nothing more than a United Nations peacekeeping service.

After all, the association has no interest entanglement with the local area. Although most of the watchmen are locals, the real senior leaders of the association must be people from the Shangwuchang, or locals who have returned from the Shangwuchang.

This matter may only need tomorrow to become the focus of heated discussions on the entire Internet again. Qiao Shuya can even imagine what kind of tricks those idle and bored high school students can do from this.

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However, he has escaped.

He took out his cell phone and looked through the group messages. At this time, the group had already begun to explode. It was the priest who posted the ins and outs of the case, which was equivalent to placing an advertisement for Qiao Shuya.

After all, Qiao Shuya still has the signature "Chasing Strange Demons" on his business card. He also hopes that his colleagues will come to him if they encounter any news about strange demons. As long as it is not the kind of mistake that happened today, there will be no problem.

Keqing (Bridge): A group of watchers who are diligently hunting down strange demons every day. Any news about strange demons can be contacted directly.

He sent such a message again, which attracted a group of people to repeat it.

He knows many people in the group, they have gone on missions together, and they have worked together. There are also many guys he doesn't know. Those people may be the people in charge of other areas in Tokyo, or they may be relatively low-key guys.

At present, there should be no other watchman in charge of Shinjuku City. It seems that he has become the responsible watchman of Shinjuku City without knowing it.

Qiao Shuya sighed with emotion.

Yuan Zhiai looked at Qiao Shuya, who kept playing with his mobile phone, and said, "Master, today is the Festival of Praying to Heaven, do you have any wishes?"

"Prayer Festival?" Qiao Shuya is not very familiar with the local festivals in District 11, and his adoptive mother is not a native of District 11. She is also a mixed race. She basically doesn't celebrate the festivals here, except for those who are on holiday.

No impression at all.

"What is this festival for?" Qiao Shuya wondered.

"In ancient times, it was a festival to pray to the gods and pray for your future wishes. It usually started on the last day of summer, and today just happened to be the day." Yuan Zhi'ai said.

"Wish?" Qiao Shuya thought for a while and asked if he had any wishes.

"I hope some strange demons will come down from the sky to make me passive. My hands are itchy..." Qiao Shuya prayed.

"Stab it!"

The jeep braked suddenly, and Qiao Shuya almost hit the glass in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Shuya asked.

"There's a lunatic blocking the road ahead!" Yuan Zhi was cursing and seemed ready to get out of the car to argue.

At this time, Qiao Shuya's hero template moved and detected the reaction of the strange demon...
Chapter completed!