Asakusa, Tokyo, a busy street.

"Toot! Toot!"

A whistle sounded, Yilumi stopped, and a tram passed quickly in front of him.

At this time, Tokyo was the most advanced city in Asia, and its urban transportation facilities were much more developed than other places.

"There are too many people and the smell is too complex."

Ilumi looked around and saw that even though it was twelve o'clock in the evening, the night markets in Tokyo were still crowded.

"It's better to go into the alley. After all, scumbags like cockroaches and like to hide in the dark."

Yilumi looked through the crowd and saw a dark alley on the left side of the street.

Three wretched men in simple kimonos surrounded a young man in a black student uniform and pushed him into an alley with a wicked smile on his face.

On the street, Yilumi turned around and walked towards the alley.

When he came to the alley, he found that the three wretched men had surrounded the young student in the corner, and the young student was shivering while carrying his schoolbag.

"Crack!"

The stronger man among the three slapped the student in the face.

"Ah~!"

The young student yelled "Ah", but was immediately slapped on his face again.

"You're calling a ghost!"

The strong man shouted in a low voice, which scared the student so much that he covered his face and did not dare to speak. At this time, the other two gangsters stretched out their hands, raised and lowered their hands on the student, and searched every bag on his body.

"Yeah, why do you only have so little money?"

The three of them found three banknotes from the student's possession, all of which were Japanese Bank of Japan vouchers with five face values.

"I...I only have fifteen left, and everything else has been spent."

The student covered his face and replied tremblingly.

"Yeah, fifteen yen (yuan)? Are you sending the beggar away?"

The strong man slapped the student on the head again, reached out and snatched the schoolbag from his hand.

"No! That's mine..."

When the students saw that their schoolbags had been robbed, they immediately became excited and wanted to grab them back.

"Shut up!"

The strong man yelled impatiently, and his two companions quickly pushed the student against the wall and beat him violently. The young student was unable to resist anymore and sat on the ground against the wall with his stomach in his hands.

"A schoolbag is so precious, there must be something valuable inside."

Seeing his reaction, the strong man immediately became happy. He put his schoolbag on the ground, squatted down, and unzipped the schoolbag to see that it was full of books.

And they were all books he couldn't understand, such as cytopathology, liquid pathology, and neuropathology. They all had English letters on them.

"Yeah, what kind of books are these?"

"I can't even understand the words."

The strong man took out a book and threw it on the ground, which made the young student feel distressed. He had spent a lot of money to buy it.

"Grass!"

"Nothing, kid, are you kidding me?"

The strong man threw away his schoolbag, picked up a book of bacteriology, and slapped the student on the forehead, knocking him unconscious. Then he raised his arm and was about to throw the book out.

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"Wait a minute, brother." Suddenly, a gangster next to him stopped him, looked at the book in his hand, opened his eyes and said, "I have seen this book in the newspaper. It is about a very famous man.

Written by a foreigner.”

"Written by a foreigner? And it was published in the newspaper?" The strong man raised his eyebrows for a moment, looked at the book, and then looked at his younger brother, "It's very famous, that means..."

"valuable."

The younger brother uttered two words, and the three of them's eyes lit up and they looked at the incomprehensible books thrown on the ground.

"Pick it up quickly!"

The three gangsters immediately went to pick up the books that were thrown on the ground. One of the books was thrown so far away that it was almost thrown out of the alley.

The thinner one among the three walked over, squatted down, and reached out to pick it up.

"clatter."

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, a pair of feet appeared in front of him.

He looked up and saw a man standing in front of him, his whole body shrouded in shadow because his back was to the light.

The little gangster looked up at this figure and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression coming from the other person's body, and he paused for a moment.

"Cytopathology, Pasteur, Koch, 1882, Mycobacterium tuberculosis..."

Yilumi bent down slightly, picked up the books on the ground, and flipped through them.

"Um?"

Ilumi's voice attracted the attention of the other two gangsters, and also attracted the attention of the young student.

"Hey, who are you? I advise you not to mind your own business." The strong man stood up and threatened, "Also, put down that book, it's our thing."

"Yishi, grab the book from that boy's hand."

The strong man ordered the young gangster squatting in front of Yilumi, but the young gangster did not respond to him, and did not even move his body.

"Yishi, are you deaf!?"

"I told you to grab the book back!"

The strong man roared angrily again, but his gangster brother remained indifferent.

"waste."

The strong man gritted his teeth and stepped forward, but after taking a step, he paused.

Because he saw that his little brother was squatting on the ground and shaking violently, from his shoulders to his legs, and even his head was shaking.

At this time, the strong man and the remaining gangster also noticed something was wrong, and each pulled out two daggers from their arms.

"You want to attack me?"

"Courage is commendable."

Ilumi saw them pull out their daggers, close their books, and hold the five fingers of their free right hands together, their sharp black nails like blades.

"superior!"

The strong man shouted in a low voice, and he and the remaining gangsters held daggers and rushed towards him at the same time. They approached Ilumi and stabbed out the dagger in his hand.

"Poof! Poof!"

The sound of two daggers being inserted into flesh was heard, and both of them looked happy.

"Poof!" x2

But the next moment, two flesh-piercing sounds sounded at the same time.

The expressions of joy on the faces of the two gangsters were stagnant. They only felt that their necks were so cool, as if the wind was blowing.

Turning his eyes downward, he just happened to see Ilumi's right hand hanging beside his body, as well as the drop of blood on the tip of his index finger.

"Well……"

The two gangsters looked in front of them with puzzled expressions, and then they realized that their daggers had actually stabbed their companions.

The kid who appeared out of nowhere actually used their companions as a shield.

Yilumi raised his right hand and pressed it on "Shield". With a slight push, "Shield" fell on the two gangsters, and the three gangsters fell down at the same time with a "bang".

After killing the person, Ilumi raised his right hand, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood on his index finger into his mouth, and then walked towards the student.

"You...kill people..." The student was so frightened that he trembled all over. Seeing Ilumi getting closer and closer to him, he shouted in horror: "Don't...don't kill me...my grandfather is a medical student at Imperial University."

Dean of the hospital..."

"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

The young students were holding their schoolbags and shivering in the corner, looking desperate.

"The grandson of the dean of the Imperial University School of Medicine, he has a good status." Ilumi stood in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, "It will come in handy."

"Huh?"

When the young students heard this, they immediately showed doubts.

At the same time, hope arose in his heart. Did this murderer want to let him live because of his identity?

"Whoa!"
To be continued...