Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Mikazuki suddenly squatted down in front of Toudou, pouting and acting coquettishly.

Dou Tang pinched her cheek with his chopsticks: "Be a good girl and tell me, and we'll go to the city for sushi tonight."

"If you don't tell me, you'll be eating instant noodles at the office tonight."

Mikazuki shook his head, freeing himself from the chopsticks, rubbing the grease off his face, and licking his greasy fingers. He said, "Fine... you're really unhygienic, using chopsticks to pinch other people's faces."

"You probably have fewer bacteria on your face than on your lunchbox."

"That's exactly what I meant! You think I meant you got your chopsticks dirty?!"

Mikazuki gritted his teeth angrily and then began to recount the information Otome Yuri had given him.

After hearing this, Dou Tang stared in utter shock, lowered his head, and began to make plans.

Proxy wars... gaining power by killing the opponent... isn't this just... a weaker version of Crown Game?!

That Onmyoji was definitely doing it on purpose! Using this method to transform yokai into humans, and then using their former power as bait to make them kill each other... This is exactly the same mechanism as the Crown game.

Killing the opponent grants power, but what changes will occur to the last survivor? Furthermore, no one may have yet returned to their full strength as a yokai. What if they could become even stronger by killing enemies after reaching their peak?

It's practically a mini-Crown game... Is that Onmyoji the Crown target, or just a coincidence? Or perhaps an outsider using this method to calculate a certain outcome?

Regardless of the reason, that guy's position in Dou Tang's heart has become increasingly important, and it's no longer just about helping Mikazuki regain his cat form.

"Otome Yuri also said that everyone who participates in the proxy war needs to find a human as a companion, because the youkai that become human must sense the human aura regularly. The more they use their abilities, the more they need to do so. In other words, um... it's like replenishing mana? That kind of situation won't occur if you don't use your power."

Mikazuki counted on his fingers: "So neither those guys from the Mighty Man's Village nor me and Yuri Otome have shown any abnormalities."

"According to Otome Yuri, those who don't replenish their human energy will revert to animalistic physical characteristics and constantly feel the pain of their bodies being torn apart. I heard that at the beginning of the Proxy War, some monsters overexerted themselves and turned into monsters with mixed animal and human characteristics. They died in agony, twisted into a ball... Their internal organs and bones were squeezed together, and they were a bloody mess, which was extremely terrifying."

She suddenly shuddered and stuck out her tongue in disgust: "Ugh, just thinking about it makes me sick. It reminds me of the dead rats I used to see in the sewers."

Dou Tang seemed oblivious, continuing to eat his meal with gusto, a sight that made Mikazuki purse his lips.

"What? You don't feel disgusted by this?"

"...Do you want me to tell you something a million times more disgusting than this?"

"Never!"

Fight

Tang chuckled and continued eating.

"Dou Tang."

"Ok?"

Mikazuki rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the distant sky, and said, "You have your Crown Game, and I have my Proxy Wars... You'll help me, right?"

Dou Tang rolled his eyes and licked his lips.

"What do you take us for?"

"Ahem, I'm just confirming it again."

Dou Tang put down the lunchbox, picked up his drink and took another sip. The two squatted face to face in the alley, the late autumn sun shining on them, making them feel very warm.

Looking into Mikazuki's emerald green eyes, Dou Tang said very seriously, "End the proxy war, judge the guilty yokai, and find the mysterious Onmyoji."

"Make that guy turn you back, and then decide whether to kill him depending on the situation."

"Our purpose in coming here is that simple: we are the spoilers of this proxy war, we are an extra-standard existence."

"So, does this give you a little more confidence, or rather, a little more sense of security, you silly cat?"

Chapter 15 The Alive Inspector Megure

Dark clouds gather over Urayasu City.

Inspector Megure scratched his head, looking at the case file in front of him, completely at a loss.

Seeing this, a nearby police officer laughed and said, "Inspector Megure, if we can't find any clues in the case, why don't we ask Mr. Kogoro Mouri for help?"

Megure glared at him and waved his hand, "Stop making fun of me because of my name!"

Indeed, because his surname is Megure, the same as that of a supporting character in the classic anime/manga series "Bleach: Elementary School Student," he has always been troubled by this.

Not to mention, he was promoted to police officer more than a year ago, and his rank even matched that of another officer, Megure!

Every time he was on duty or working in the police station, those repeated calls of "Inspector Megure" were like public executions with an off-the-charts level of humiliation... By now, he had developed a skin thicker than the foundation of Himeji Castle.

Now, when he goes out to accept reports and meets all kinds of people making reports, he has reached the point where he can identify himself as Inspector Megure without batting an eye.

As long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who will be!

Looking at the case file in front of him, Inspector Megure sighed again.

If I could... I'd really like to have someone like Kogoro Mouri... no, Conan Edogawa, to help me...

Just as he was saying this, someone walked into the office and immediately saw Inspector Megure sitting at his desk. He waved and said, "Hey! Megure! Someone's looking for you outside!"

Inspector Megure tightened his belt, stood up, took his hat from the drawer handle, put it on, and asked the officer at the door, "Who is it? Is it personal or official business?"

"He says he has both personal and business matters! A young man who calls himself a detective! Oh dear, maybe he's your Conan?"

"I hope it's not Conan the Barbarian!" someone in the office jeered.

Inspector Megure straightened his hat, sighed, and said, "Alright! Get back to your seats, all of you. With so many cases lately, do you really have time to chat here?"

The surrounding officers fell silent, watching Inspector Megure walk out of the office.

Upon entering the corridor, Inspector Megure asked his colleague, "Detective... or a teenager? Why did he come to see me? Did he say what it was about?"

My colleague shrugged and said, "That guy only said he was looking for you, oh right, and he brought a girl with him... Haha, thinking about it that way, could it be Shinichi Kudo and Ai Haibara?"

"It could also be Kindaichi and Miyuki," Inspector Megure remarked.

"Wouldn't that make it seem like we're in the same show?" a colleague retorted, raising an eyebrow.

At the next corridor, the colleague parted ways with Inspector Megure, and Megure went to the reception room alone, pushed open the door and went inside.

As soon as he entered, he raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

The reception room is quite nice; it's a place for visitors to rest temporarily, with a wide, sunny window and several tables and chairs.

At this moment, a young man was sitting behind the table closest to the door. He was tall, but not thin. His short black hair looked neat and tidy. His features were not handsome, but they were very upright. His first impression was that he was honest.

He was wearing a blue suit, a somewhat flamboyant red bow tie, and a pair of glasses on his nose...

It's practically Conan after he grew up! That's right, not Shinichi Kudo, but Conan after he grew up and started wearing glasses.

Behind him, a young girl sat by the window, one leg propped up on the windowsill, her elbow resting on her thigh and her palm supporting her chin. She looked carefree and was gazing at the scenery outside the window, her emerald green eyes shimmering with sunlight.

Hearing the door open, the boy looked up from the book he was reading to pass the time and smiled at Inspector Megure. His dark eyes were devoid of any light, as if a ferocious beast lurked within them, ready to devour its prey.

"Inspector Megure, hello, this is Todoro Edogawa."

Megure immediately raised his hands, completely losing his composure. His chubby face trembled as he collapsed, exclaiming, "This is a fake name, isn't it?! This is definitely a fake name, isn't it?! Who hired you to mess with me?! And why did you do this when I'm so busy?!"

Dou Tang shrugged and said, "I'm a detective. It was... Xing Yi who introduced me here."

"He would make jokes like that? And send someone like that on purpose?" Megure seemed to be suffocating.

Dou Tang quickly raised his hand and said, "Wait..."

"Wait, Inspector Megure, don't be angry yet. Although my outfit might seem a bit like a joke, to be honest, I really am a detective, and I'm here to help you!"

Hearing this, Inspector Megure calmed down a bit. He frowned, walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down, looking at Tou Tang and saying, "Help? What exactly are you trying to say?"

“I know that a lot of unusual things have happened in Urayasu City recently.” Toudou’s tone turned somber as he tapped his fingers on the table and stared into Megure’s eyes.

"A murder without a motive, strange signs of a fight, and those endless legends about monsters... Inspector Megure, you should understand how bizarre some of the deaths can be."

Thinking of the bizarre corpses in the morgue that resembled neither humans nor animals, Inspector Megure suddenly shuddered.

“I think you know how serious the consequences will be if we let those guys keep causing trouble.” Dou Tang straightened up and leaned back in his chair, tilting his head as if he had seen through everything. “And I am an expert in this area. I’m here to help you get through this difficult time.”

Inspector Megure hesitated, looking at Tou Tang and saying, "How can I be sure you're not lying to me? Or that you're not one of those murderers?"

Dou Tang spread his hands and smiled, "You can communicate with Xingyi to collect evidence. Although I was sent by the Yakuza and you are a police officer, at least we have the same goal in fighting those guys."

"Otherwise, why do you think the Morning Star Group would go to such lengths to expel the forces of the Sound-Tongue Headless, even when the authorities aren't taking any action?"

Here, Dou Tang used a clever misdirection.

Although the issue of "correcting the sound of the head" is unrelated to this matter, the dangers it poses are evident to those within the official ranks.

Having learned from past mistakes and given the importance attached to the Kou-no-Shou incident, if Tou-Tang were to steer this matter towards the Kou-no-Shou incident, it would raise Inspector Megure's guard even higher, and he would begin to consider stopping everything before the incident reached the level of the Kou-no-Shou incident.

Dou Tang wasn't afraid of being exposed at all. Even though Inspector Megure knew about the Kujira, he had never truly witnessed the whole picture of the incident. He only needed to know that the Kujira was just as dangerous as the current proxy war, and that was enough for him.

After pondering for a long time, Megure sighed.

“…I understand. Okay, then I’ll think about it. By the way, what’s this person’s name?” He looked at Mikazuki sitting on the windowsill.

Mikazuki turned his head and waved his hand, his black hair fluttering in the wind like scattered curtains.

"Oh, her name is Mori Mikazuki."

Inspector Megure's eyes twitched, clearly speechless.

Chapter 16 Even police officers can back down.

A while later, Inspector Megure arrived at the reception room with some murder case files, threw them on the table, and locked the door behind him.

"You are only allowed to look at this information here. You cannot take it out or take pictures of it."

Dou Tang nodded in understanding, picked up the file and looked at it. Mikazuki also came down from the windowsill and squatted on the chair in a strange posture, flipping through the files, but he was obviously not paying attention.

Dou Tang, on the other hand, skimmed through the case file in front of him, memorizing every detail about the murder scene.

Seeing him constantly flipping through the files, Inspector Megure asked with some surprise, "How can you remember the details like this?"

Dou Tang smiled and said, "Inspector Megure, you won't even let me see the scene with my own eyes, nor can you perform an autopsy, and you're asking me if I can remember the details in the case file?"

Inspector Megure knew he could offer very little help, so he coughed awkwardly twice and said, "There's nothing I can do... The atmosphere in the police station has been a bit restless lately, and I can't just bring an outsider like you into the process of solving cases... To be honest, reality isn't a comic book, and there aren't that many truly capable private detectives in the world."

Dou Tang raised an eyebrow, suddenly thinking of Nurarihyon and Lu Zizhen. Their intelligence networks were unfathomable, and it seemed that nothing that happened in Tokyo could escape their surveillance.

However, they are also extraordinary beings.

It seems that because the extraordinary world controls many hidden resources, most private detectives, who are mostly ordinary people, are excluded from the intelligence network... and thus gradually fall to a status similar to that of paparazzi.

Most of the cases we handle are things like helping people find out about infidelity.

Dou Tang continued looking down at the case file and said, "Don't worry, I'm different from those third-rate detectives you've encountered. A photographic memory is just a basic skill for me."

Dou Tang has a very strong memory; at least since coming to this world, he hasn't missed a single moment he's seen.

But Dou Tang always felt unwilling to recall his memories of what came before he came to this world, so he simply chose not to think about them. He believed that it was because the last days of his previous life were too dark and decadent, hence the hazy memories.

After reviewing numerous case files, Dou Tang gradually constructed a mental image of the different perpetrators in these cases.

Based on the traces at the scene, the wounds left on the bodies, or the shapes of objects destroyed in the fight, criminals with different attack methods emerged one by one.

Three wielded claws, one specialized in slapping attacks, and another used a slashing weapon…

The one whose flesh was ripped apart by the serrated blade should be the other one.

There was also one who used poison...

After reviewing more than a dozen cases, the perpetrators of five cases were clearly identifiable, while others were completely undetectable because the crime scenes were so badly disturbed.

However, judging from the victim's bizarre physical structure and the horrific nature of the scene, the perpetrator was not human.

Inspector Megure said from the side, "To be honest, I don't expect you to be able to figure anything out from these things. The perpetrators and victims in these cases are simply not human."

"In fact, I think after you read these things, you'll feel uncertain."

Hearing this, Dou Tang smiled and looked up at Inspector Megure, saying meaningfully, "Why do you think that?"

Inspector Megure met his gaze and said, "Because, judging from these crime scenes, we're not facing some simple murderer... we're practically a legendary monster."

Dou Tang tapped the file in his hand and continued, "You don't need to worry about that, Inspector Megure."

"Leave professional matters to professionals. After reading these things, I feel more at ease."

"However... I'm afraid I won't be able to properly hand over the criminals in these cases to you."

Inspector Megure frowned: "What do you mean?"

“They won’t bring themselves to justice, and they’re too much of a threat to police officers. I think the next time you see them, all that’s left will be corpses.”

Inspector Megure's eyes widened: "What did you say?! You mean, you're going to... you're going to kill them?"

"What a joke!" He slammed his hand on the table. "Who do you think you are? Trying to be a vigilante?"