Just when Mrs. Amane was planning to communicate with Wu Shu, Genichiro and Butterfly Ninja were already ready to investigate.

"Have you brought all the poison?"

Genichiro asked.

He didn't even ask Butterfly Ninja if he wanted to take him with him, so he just decided to go.

The Butterfly Ninja had no intention of stopping her. After all, judging from the simple sparring session, this child's swordsmanship was not inferior to hers.

She shook the bottles hanging on her waist and said, "I brought one kind of poison, which is a mixture of wisteria flower liquid and Amanita muscaria, but the proportions are different."

If two people act together, after catching the ghost, there will be room for experimenting with the ghost.

So she specially brought a few more bottles of poison with different ratios to see what the effect would be.

Speaking of this, she glanced at Genichiro strangely, "But it's hard to say whether it's useful or not. Maybe it has nothing to do with ghosts. After all, there are quite a few unscrupulous human traffickers near Tokyo.

People are often captured and taken to the mountains to mine."

"The Tokyo police don't care?"

Genichiro raised his eyebrows.

"Guan? I remember a police chief once said that the duty of the Japanese police is to restrain the people, and restraint is happiness."

Butterfly Ninja said sarcastically, "The missing people are just a few civilians. It would be nice if the police didn't bully them. As long as they don't make it to the newspapers, they won't care about the lives of these ordinary people. But if the missing people were replaced by congressmen,

Or entrepreneurs, then the whole of Tokyo will be turned upside down."

Genichiro was silent.

It seems that the Meiji government talks about the equality of all citizens every day, but the police are still a tool used by the privileged class to maintain their privileges.

It's just that the privileges possessed by the Japanese police themselves are far inferior to those of the samurai in the past.

By the time the two arrived at the northeastern outskirts of Tokyo, an hour later, it was already completely dark.

There are no large-scale settlements nearby, only dozens of scattered wooden houses built on the mountain. They are all quite simple in appearance and definitely not the work of professional builders.

The butterfly ninja immediately followed the address on the note passed by the bird, came to a simple house, and knocked on the wooden door of the house.

One side of the house is piled with firewood, and the heating method of this family is also quite ancient.

Genichiro saw that there was only dim light in the room. It must have been because the electricity was not yet on, and it could only be illuminated by candles.

"Is Mr. Daisuke Hirayama here?"

The Butterfly Ninja knocked on the door and announced himself, "I am the Butterfly Ninja from the Demon Slayer Squad, and I would like to ask some questions about the missing persons on the nearby trail."

As she spoke, she suddenly sniffed and murmured: "It smells so strong of wisteria flowers..."

It seems that this old man should be someone who has encountered ghosts before.

Generally, weaker ghosts will not break into the house to kill people if they smell this smell.

But this is of little use to those extremely hungry or slightly more powerful ghosts.

After a long time, a gap opened in the simple wooden door, revealing a cloudy eye.

The people inside looked at Butterfly Ninja and Genichiro carefully, and then opened the door.

The owner of this shabby house is a short old man who looks unremarkable. He probably lives here alone, with cautiousness written all over his face.

He stuck his head out and looked outside for a while, then asked in confusion: "Are you two just the two of you?"

The expression was clearly one of disappointment - why are they two children?

It was obviously different from what he imagined.

"Yes."

In order to make himself look more reliable, Butterfly Shinobi turned serious.

Obviously this is not the first time she has been underestimated because of her age.

"We are here to investigate whether the disappearance is related to ghosts."

Genichiro followed behind and nodded.

He came here this time to see the normal investigation and ghost-killing process of the Demon Slayer Team. He didn't want to overstep his will and just treat himself as a follower.

Once you encounter a powerful ghost, you can still gain some experience points. After all, he currently only has two skill points and cannot unlock any powerful moves.

When he heard that the two of them were just here to investigate, the old man showed his true expression.

"Then let's talk first. I happened to make some carrot soup, so you guys came just in time."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

After the two of them sat down, the old man first brought two bowls of steaming soup from the pot to them.

He wasn't lying. Apart from the radish, there were only simple seasonings in the radish soup and nothing else.

Although the smell is quite spicy, drinking a bowl of it in winter is quite satisfying.

After the two of them finished drinking, the old man said with some complaint: "I don't know what you have to investigate. I have told the masked men of the Wisteria Flower Family (the hidden tribes) what I need to say. Just go and take a look."

You know, the disappearance can never be man-made."

"Anyway, please tell me in detail."

Butterfly said sternly.

Seeing how serious the little girl was, the old man had no choice but to start from scratch.

It turns out that the path where the accident occurred is a shortcut from the northeastern suburbs directly to Tokyo's Arakawa District.

During the Edo period, Arakawa Ward had a large amount of farmland; but after the Meiji period, it became an area where Japanese entrepreneurs set up factories.

Many workers from other places work in factories in Arakawa Ward. Therefore, in order to reduce the cost of living in Tokyo, workers live collectively in the suburbs.

Although it is a bit far away, the environment here is very good and there is no disgusting smell like the factory dormitories.

Let's build a wooden house together in the suburbs. We don't even need to pay rent, and we won't be extorted by local gangsters in Tokyo.

Going from this small road to the factory in Arakawa can save workers at least two hours of commuting time every day.

But starting a month ago, workers living nearby suddenly began to disappear, which naturally caused panic among them.

After several comparisons, everyone found that the location where they disappeared was on this trail, and the time was all at night.

It may be that some workers disappeared inexplicably on their way back to the northeastern suburbs from Arakawa District after drinking after get off work.

In just one month, the number of missing people reached as many as eight.

Out of fear of the unknown, workers stopped passing this road.

After calling the police to investigate, they hastily came to the conclusion that "the workers must have run away because they couldn't stand working 16 hours a day" and then let the matter go.

Therefore, the enthusiastic old man Daisuke Hirayama went to the path to investigate in person during the day, but found blood stains in some places.

Based on his experience of encountering ghosts many times, he concluded that the disappearance of these workers must be caused by ghosts, otherwise not even the bodies would be left.

After coming to a conclusion, the old man contacted the Demon Slayer Squad through the nearby Wisteria House.

This is why Butterfly Ninja came here.

"There is blood but no body?"

Butterfly Ninja muttered, "Well, this is indeed very suspicious, but it is possible that other things happened. Maybe it was a fight during the kidnapping."

At this point, she raised her head and asked, "Old man, have you not found any traces of buried bodies?"

Human possibilities must be ruled out.

If there are only blood stains, it could be murder, or it could be an act of harm that occurred during the kidnapping. There are too many possibilities.

"Oh, why don't you still believe me?"

The old man immediately blew his beard and stared, "I am very familiar with this area. If someone turns up the soil, I can tell it at a glance!"

"Besides, after encountering ghosts so many times, I already have a hunch that what happened this time must be done by ghosts!"

"Okay, since you said so, let's go on an on-site investigation now."

After hearing this, Butterfly Ninja nodded and put the notebook away.

"Now?" The old man raised his eyebrows, "Just you two?"

Butterfly Ninja and Genichiro looked at each other and nodded.

"No, no!"

The old man's movements suddenly became lighter, and he stood up and blocked the door, "Your Demon Slayer Squad is really getting worse every year. If you send two of you over there, wouldn't that mean you're going to die?"

Butterfly sighed helplessly and showed the back of his hand to the old man. The word "C" suddenly and inexplicably appeared on it.

"You know our Demon Slayers very well, so you should know what this means."

"Please don't worry, I won't joke with my life."

Sure enough, after seeing that word, the old man looked a little disbelieving, but he still got out of the way.

"It's true that people should not be judged by their appearance... Speaking of which, the Demon Slayer team member I met last time was also short and short, with a pair of strange-colored eyes, and his face was covered in mystery, but he was very powerful.
To be continued...