At this moment, Keli was holding two stacked cardboard boxes.
Hearing the voice, he turned around and saw Goto Naoki.
Goto Naoki saw Keli turn around, took a few steps forward, and spoke softly.
"Danzo-san, do you remember me? I'm Goto."
"We're all out, don't worry, we didn't say anything about you, just that someone led us out to kill.
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department didn't make things difficult for us either; because of the large number of people and the involvement of foreigners, they held us for two days and asked some questions, but those with fixed residences like me were released directly."
What Goto didn't say was that, in reality, the reason some people didn't reveal anything might not have been out of genuine gratitude for Keli, but simply because they were all afraid that an immortal monster would respawn at their doorstep if they spoke out.
Hearing his words, Keli felt a bit new, as Keli had initially thought that the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department would directly imprison these people until death to contain the impact of this incident and to maintain public trust.
He had even planned to wait a while, then find a way to make a big splash at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.
"However, we also signed some non-disclosure agreements. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department stated that if we ever reveal what happened this time, they will hold us accountable for excessive self-defense."
As Goto spoke, he took a box from Keli's hand, its heavy weight almost making him lose his balance. He looked in surprise at Keli, who was holding two such boxes without even bending his back.
"Oh, and I'm truly grateful for what you did in New Township. We also heard from Yili about your experience that night, and it's thanks to you that she's safe.
We're in Shimokitazawa, so if you, Tuanzang-san, have time, please come to my home for a visit. My wife and I have always wanted to thank Tuanzang-san and Sato-san!"
Goto's gratitude was sincere, and he didn't care if entertaining Keli would draw the attention of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Ever since the events of a few days ago, his trust in the Japanese police had vanished like Louis XVI's head.
"No need."
Keli single-handedly dragged the box he was carrying, then used his other hand to take the box Goto was laboriously dragging, and continued walking.
Goto hesitated but didn't follow. He understood that someone like Tuanzang-san indeed needed to be cautious, so he waved in Keli's direction.
"Our humble abode always welcomes Tuanzang-san!"
Goto Naoki shook his head as he watched Keli's figure gradually disappear into the distance.
"What a dashing person, so rock and roll."
Then his expression turned a bit bitter. In fact, his reason for inviting Keli was to try and persuade his daughter.
Since the last incident, Gotō Hitori had shown immense resistance to the outside world. No matter how scared she usually was, like when he used to want his daughter to practice socializing by having her go out to buy drinks, she would still go.
Now, even if he adopted a fatherly attitude, Yili adamantly refused to leave the house, and seeing his daughter's pitiful state and recalling those events, he truly couldn't bring himself to be harsh.
He thought that if Keli-san, who had saved them before, could come and persuade Yili, it might be effective.
"Sigh!" With a sigh, Goto Naoki headed for the market.
These past few days, Mrs. Goto had been very generous, saying she would make delicious food for a few more days to comfort her daughters' hearts.
At this moment, in the Goto residence, Gotō Hitori, who was being worried about by her father, was watching videos on both a tablet and a phone, taking notes.
On one screen was the news from the past few days, broadcasting the latest investigation progress in New Township.
"According to our reporter, the New Township criminal gang has been fully arrested, and 'Keli, the Ōta Ward Psychopathic Killer,' previously wanted, also perished in this incident. The nature of this crime was extremely heinous, and thanks to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's extensive undercover investigations, this vile human trafficking crime was successfully cracked. This is a great..."
Listening to the report, which contained not a single truth, Gotō Hitori's expression was shrouded in shadow.
Then she murmured the name, which sounded like "chestnut" in Japanese.
"Keli…"
However, she quickly shifted her gaze to another device, which displayed a blueprint she had downloaded from an online forum, with the title prominently displayed as "How to Make Firearms from Obtainable Materials."
"So dangerous, it's so dangerous outside. What the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and the news say is completely untrustworthy…"
The girl mumbled something nervously, her blue pupils appearing particularly gloomy under the cover of her bangs.
...
Meanwhile, Keli returned to his lair with the boxes, and Kazuma had also returned, though he hadn't carried anything; the home appliances were too large, so he had arranged for delivery.
Their funds were actually more than expected, because when they were eradicating those yakuza strongholds, both of them tacitly engaged in a wave of robbing the rich to help the poor. Kazuma directly stuffed all his pockets and even got a small bag.
It was a shame this was Japan, otherwise Keli would have made those people use their Huabei accounts to borrow money and transfer it all to his account before they died.
Then Kazuma busied himself again, making the beds. Keli slept on the third floor, and he on the second. Then Kazuma ran out to buy some daily necessities, while Keli, bored, went to a nearby electronics store to buy an NS and a few game cartridges, then to the neighboring Yu-Gi-Oh! card shop to buy a newly released box, and returned home satisfied after happily turning 3500 yen into 350 yen.
Kazuma found that there were still water and gas bills in the house, so he took a hot shower and waited for tomorrow's delivery.
It was evening, and Kazuma was already asleep.
After nearly two weeks of running around, Keli was also ready to take a bath. He took his change of clothes to the bathroom downstairs, where there was a bathtub, presumably left by the previous owner.
Keli put his clothes down and turned on the faucet.
"Pfft! Tsst tsst tsst!"
Water sounds emerged, accompanied by the sound of gas. He had been about to turn around and go out to play some Scarlet and Violet on his NS while the water filled, but then he frowned.
Because after turning on the faucet next to the bathtub, Keli smelled a faint fragrance.
That familiar, alluring fragrance.
Keli turned his head and saw that the water in the bathtub was rising at an alarmingly fast and strange rate.
Keli looked it over; the water didn't seem to be coming from the faucet but rather gushing out from the drain.
Seeing this somewhat counter-intuitive scene, Keli's eyes lit up.
"I didn't expect this free house to have an underground spring!"
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