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Therefore, Yalin could hardly have high expectations for Satomi Rentaro.
Moreover, their positions are not aligned.
In that case, it's best if the other party doesn't step into the vortex, lest they become a stumbling block in Yalin's way.
"I want to see all the living police officers in the Tokyo area by tomorrow night at the latest."
As for the Starters who haven't been assigned yet, they will leave with me later.
Yalin emphasized again, his gaze turning cold as he looked at the cursed children imprisoned in the IISO building.
"If anyone has any objections, they can raise them with me directly."
The president's expression changed, and he hurriedly assured everyone that he would complete the task.
At the same time, I silently mourned for those who promoted it. Given this person's personality, tomorrow's IISO will definitely be a bloodbath.
Volume 1: Chapter 168: Title: Grim Reaper (5k)
Shortly thereafter, all police companies in the Tokyo area received a notification jointly issued by IISO and Seiju.
They claimed that they had a very important task to be entrusted to them, concerning security issues in the Tokyo area, which required the participation of all police officers.
As long as the task is completed, neither the bonus nor the reputation will be a problem.
The news immediately excited the police officers, who put down their work and rushed to the IISO Building.
For them, becoming a police officer is nothing more than seeking fame and fortune. Now that such a big case is rare, they might regret it for the rest of their lives if they miss it.
They did not doubt the authenticity of the news; after all, with the Holy Emperor, the head of state, as their guarantor, how could he possibly ruin his own reputation?
Moreover, horrific terrorist incidents have indeed occurred in the Tokyo area recently.
In the pitch-black night, residents were continuously murdered. In just two days, more than a thousand people were killed, which seriously shook social stability and had an extremely bad impact.
Some bystanders who were lucky enough to survive even called this mysterious killer the Grim Reaper, to demonstrate the terror with which he took lives.
Without even thinking, it's obvious that this mission is related to death.
However, when they arrived at IISO with the expectation of achieving great success and entered the conference hall, they found the entire room completely empty.
There were no senior IISO executives waiting there, not even any staff members.
Only a boy with an unfamiliar appearance stood by the window, gazing at the masses of people.
"Hey, how come such a little kid is here? Has the quality of the police been this bad lately? Even children are playing house."
The first few facilitators looked around the conference hall, swaggered to find a seat, and then sneered at Yalin.
"Kid, get over here and tell us the details."
The lead promoter spoke with utter contempt.
With the average age of facilitators being 18, a facilitator who looks like a middle school student is destined to be ostracized.
Even in the end times, the practice of prioritizing seniority will not change.
Moreover, they are used to being arrogant, and even if they know that Yalin is here, he may have some extraordinary abilities.
But that doesn't change the attitude of these seasoned veterans.
It wasn't until Yalin turned his head and glanced at the boy that the promoters realized that the boy in front of them was actually a cursed child.
What's going on? Are there already male cursed children these days?
They were shocked.
This was also the last thought in the minds of these promoters.
Then, raging flames appeared out of thin air on the bodies of the facilitators, and the burning pain instantly reached their nerves, causing the police officers to scream in agony.
Within seconds, the group of promoters turned to ashes.
The soul lamp flickered gently, taking two deeply sinful souls into its cup.
As for their cursed children, they were all kept in the lounge on the second floor until Yalin finished dealing with the problem of the facilitator, and then the situation would be explained in detail.
The facilitators who arrived next were arranged to enter the conference room in batches, which improved Yalin's efficiency.
Except for a small number of those of good character or whose crimes did not warrant death, the rest of the promoters turned to ashes and disappeared from this world.
This caused the surviving group of Erlin ErII 30 to turn deathly pale, break out in a cold sweat, and look at Yalin as if he were a devil.
Simply by making eye contact with this cursed son, their emotions were manipulated uncontrollably, as if he had seen right through them.
Faced with Yalin, the promoters could hardly muster the courage to resist, as if there was a difference in their level of existence, and their physical instincts warned them that they would definitely die.
Even though he was unwilling, he couldn't break free from this oppressive force and attack Yalin.
Therefore, they could only sit obediently and watch with pity as those who came after them continued to die.
Of course, some quick-thinking survivors also noticed the problem.
The surviving facilitators were found to have generally good reputations, at least they did not mistreat the Cursed Child who was their partner.
Perhaps this is their reason for surviving, after all, this one is also a cursed child.
Considering IISO's mission to gather the police officers, the smart people couldn't help but gasp.
This is entrapment; they're deliberately trying to lure them in.
Given his personality—that of a cursed son who kills at the slightest provocation—could it be that he's the one who caused the chaos in the Tokyo area?
As they pondered this, their gazes toward Yalin became even more shocked and fearful.
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Outside the IISO building, Rentaro Satomi and Kisara Tendo arrived at the lobby on the first floor.
"Kisara-nee, is it really alright for us to be here?" Rentaro Satomi looked at the group of police officers who were constantly arriving around him and felt out of place.
Unfortunately, he hasn't been assigned a partner yet and isn't a formal police officer.
Well, he had no idea he had been kicked out.
"It's just that Satomi was too slow in obtaining his police license. If he had done it earlier, we could have participated openly and legitimately."
Tendo Kisara gets angry whenever he thinks about this. The minimum requirement for the establishment of the Tendo Civil Police Company is that a police officer must be a member.
But Rentaro Satomi was extremely slow when it came to research; she even suspected that he was sleeping during lectures and classes.
But since things have come to this, all we can do is try to salvage the situation.
If we miss out on this big order, we'll be starving in the future.
Of course, for the two of them, the compensation was just a superficial reason.
The person that Tendo Kisara cares about most is undoubtedly the one who almost killed her entire family and has recently caused a huge uproar in the city.
Regardless, the other party avenged her great wrong, and she deserves gratitude.
Of course, this is also taking into account the mysterious figure's recent indiscriminate killing of innocent people.
As prospective police officers, she and Rentaro Satomi are bound to become enemies in order to maintain stability in the Tokyo area; this is due to their differing stances.
As for Rentaro Satomi, he was filled with indignation towards the murderer, who not only killed the Tendo family but also implicated so many innocent people.
The behavior of Yi Lingqiba Si (T4) Wu Fang has seriously crossed his bottom line and will not be tolerated.
Such a murderer must be punished no matter what.
Despite their different purposes, the two still came to the IISO building, intending to learn more about the killer codenamed "Death."
As for not being qualified?
Of course, they passed the inspection with forged documents.
The two then followed a new group of facilitators to the conference room, pushed open the door, and entered.
The conference room was so spacious that the facilitators sitting inside seemed unusually few.
"Strange, why are there so few future colleagues here?"
Tendoki was somewhat surprised, as this mission had no restrictions or requirements. According to the habits of those promoters, this place should have been packed with people long ago.
Besides, she and Rentaro Satomi arrived late. Could it be that the time was set wrong?
It is unreasonable that a conference room large enough to hold a thousand people is so empty.
Rentaro Satomi, however, discovered another problem.
When the door was opened, the facilitators sitting in the conference room all looked at the newcomers with complex emotions, filled with pity and sighs.
It was as if they were looking at a lamb to the slaughter.
This made Rentaro Satomi quite uncomfortable, and he had a bad feeling.
As the peer facilitators entered the meeting room one after another, he quickly scanned the environment inside.
Then, a completely different figure appeared on the stage, clearly the organizer of this mission.
He's far too young; there might be something wrong with him!
Just as Satomi Rentaro was secretly observing, Arin looked up at the group of promoters, mockingly using his talent to force them to look into his eyes.
In the instant his eyes met the red eyes, Rentaro Satomi's thoughts went blank, as if his body and soul had lost control.
When he came to his senses, he found that most of the facilitators who had entered the conference room were in pain, and then, as if out of control, they pulled out their weapons and ended their own lives.
After their deaths, a fire spontaneously combusted without wind, burning the bodies completely without causing any impact on the surrounding environment.
This horrifying scene sent chills down Rentaro Satomi's spine, even reminding him of the trauma of being attacked by Gastrea in the refugee camp.
He clenched his fists instantly, a surge of shame and anger welling up inside him.
Such cruel methods, such disregard for human life.
The boy in front of me is definitely not human; he is a genuine monster!
The instant he realized this, his body instinctively activated his prosthetic eye and mechanical limbs, entering combat mode.
"The rest of you, find a seat. Since you've survived, it means you're qualified to embrace a brand new future."
After Yalin finished speaking, he glanced at Rentaro.
Immediately afterwards, a biting chill mercilessly pierced his mind, causing the robot a splitting headache, forcing him to force himself to calm down.