I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"There are still resentful spirits?"

Seeing the mannequin disappear from sight, Kotori Yumasumi stopped immediately.

She remembered the rumors recorded in the notebook about "a student saw the mannequin moving at night".

Thought it was just a corny joke.

After all, this is a rumor that every school has had.

Her current state is not enough to support another exorcism operation.

Therefore, when the wraith didn't notice him, it was the most sensible choice to exit the teaching building first and rectify his state.

But things turned out to be contrary to expectations. The scary model that had disappeared at the fork in the corridor seemed to sense the existence of Kou Yumaumi, and leaned back at the fork in a very humane manner. After taking a look, he quickly turned around and walked towards her .

"Is it inevitable?"

Kotori Yumasumi showed despair.

At this time, the talisman paper in her sleeve was exhausted, the priestess costume with the protection of the gods also failed, the spiritual power in her body was exhausted, and even the natal jade was shattered.

Even his ankles were bruised and he couldn't run fast.

"The great Chicheng Hime-sama, I am afraid that your son of God will no longer be able to serve you..."

With determined eyes, gathering the last trace of spiritual power, Kou Yumaumi calmly faced the anatomical model walking not far away, ready to fight to the death with the opponent.

"You are here, I am looking for you everywhere..."

It was only when the biological model walked under the bright moonlight that Kou Yumaumi could see it clearly...

The infiltrating model turned out to be hollow. After being divided into two from the middle, it was worn on both sides of the body.

Sousuke Araki was the only one who could walk around the corridor wearing such a scary thing in the middle of the night.

"Senior Araki..."

Kotori Yumami tremblingly pointed at the mannequin on the opponent's body.

"Oh, you said this, when I came downstairs, it suddenly fell on me from behind the door, and then it split in two, and it fit me just right... It's just that the crotch is a little tighter .”

Unscrupulously swinging the eye-catching existence under the bio-model's crotch, Araki Zongsuke, who stepped forward, said proudly.

"Please don't make such silly jokes in the future..."

Kotori Yumasumi breathed a sigh of relief.

Presumably the previous rumors were that some students deliberately wore this thing to play a prank.

"Speaking of which, exorcising spirits is really hard work. Look at your body."

Looking at the smudged little bird Yumaumi in front of him, Araki Sousuke couldn't help frowning and complaining.

This girl must have gone to drill the sewer.

Hearing these words, Xiaotiao Youzhengong's ears changed his taste.

Sure enough, Senior Araki had seen it in the dark.

The reason why I was in such a mess was because I was too careless and I didn't practice enough.

The exorcism she experienced in the past was nothing more than a resentful spirit.

Who would have thought that there are so many resentful spirits hidden in this small school.

If you are more careful in the library, you won't waste the god's protection power on the witch's clothes, and you can easily deal with the wraiths in the swimming pool later.

Kotori Yumaumi reflected seriously.

...

At the same time, Shibuya Police Station, the meeting room dedicated to Section 9.

Mochizuki Ayano and several agents from the information team were watching a set of videos on the projection screen.

"This is the experimental record of the suspected human-faced dog remnant from the research institute just now..."

Hearing the word "research institute", Mochizuki Ayano frowned slightly.

A video of the experiment was played on the projection screen.

An adult golden retriever was put on a black collar by the researchers.

Fast-forward for several hours, and the facial features of the golden retriever gradually begin to anthropomorphize.

Fast-forwarding again for a few hours, the golden retriever with a human face on it started uttering human words like a human-faced dog.

After the collar was removed, the golden retriever returned to its original shape.

"After preliminary experiments, the wearer of this grievance gradually acquires the biological characteristics of the human-faced dog and the corresponding athletic ability within 24 hours. This effect is currently confirmed to be reversible after the collar is removed within 24 hours. In order to avoid the human-faced The possibility of the dog’s resurrection has not been tested for a longer period of time, and it has entered the stage of short-term human testing. In summary, the effect of the resentment is in line with the characteristics of the human-faced dog, and it is basically certain that the human-faced dog has disappeared.”

"Okay, has the research institute approved the report on applying for 'that thing'?"

Mochizuki Ayano watched the video again, and continued to ask.

"At present, the approval process has reached the director, and it must be completed in the near future."

The detective on the side confirmed the process nodes in the computer and replied.

After all, everyone knows the relationship between the director and the person in front of him.

"Okay, when that thing arrives, we can move on to the next step."

Hearing this news, Mochizuki Ayano's expression became a little better.

"All about the 2CH forum and the case materials in the past two years are all summarized here..."

Another detective took a laptop and put it in front of Mochizuki Ayano.

"Okay, I'll be here first today, everyone has worked hard."

After taking over the computer, Mochizuki Ayano drank the coffee next to her hand after several agents walked out of the meeting room.

"Looks like tonight is going to be another sleepless night..."

As she quickly checked the information on the computer at a glance, it seemed that there were countless windows playing different information, floating in the void with her as the center.

In each window, there are grotesque images of terrifying shapes that she imagined.

Below the window is the corresponding 2CH forum discussion post and the ID of the person who posted it.

What flows outside the window is a large amount of supernatural case data and witness information.

She kept classifying the case information flowing in the void into the corresponding weird windows.

This is the sorting of information in her mind only because she has the ability of photographic memory.

"Besides the murder of the wraith...Gap Girl...Gap Eye...Grandmother Turbine...Headless Horseman...Death Courier...How many unknown existences are there?"

With the classification of the detailed case information, her face became more and more ugly.

Because of her actions, it is equivalent to directly seeing the live replay of countless victims being killed by strange and wraiths.

Such an act that consumes a lot of spiritual and brain power and bears huge psychological pressure, even if it is her, she can only replay it once every six months.

"But... what is the relationship between the 2CH forum and these weirdnesses?"

After categorizing the information, she carefully checked the popular discussion posts related to various weirdnesses.

Because some posts in the forum described the weirdness too accurately.

When the anomaly in the 2CH forum was first discovered, Lesson 9 also considered the possibility that the untraceable and indestructible forum moderator IBM700 was manipulating the weirdness behind the scenes.

However, the urban legend section of 2CH has millions of daily active users.

There are tens of thousands of creations and discussion posts updated daily.

Many precise descriptions of the characteristics and rules of the same urban legend do not appear in one or two discussion posts, but exist in multiple discussion posts like puzzle pieces.

The ghost administrator "IBM700", except for publishing a few lackluster fan adaptations about "Gap Girl" and "Human Face Dog" more than two years ago, has rarely posted on his own initiative.

More often, he is just diligently managing the posts in the forum.

Those who are really keen on creating and discussing these urban legends are not IBM700, but ordinary users.

As for the in-depth investigation of users who have posted related posts, it took half a year for the ninth lesson information team, but nothing was found.

Because according to the survey results, these users are ordinary people who have no abnormalities and know nothing about supernatural events.

Because of this, Mochizuki Ayano can only update and sort out the information regularly, in order to find a breakthrough among countless clues.

"Could it be that our investigation focused on the IBM700, which has always been a mistake?"

Mochizuki Ayano tapped her fingers on the table quickly.

"There are still a large number of cases of organ loss, and there are no strange features corresponding to them. Is the range of activities of ordinary vengeful spirits so large... Or are they just ordinary organ trafficking gangs committing crimes?"

With high-speed thinking, sweat dripped from her forehead, and she picked up the lollipop on the table and stuffed it into her mouth to replenish the sugar consumed by her brain.

In the fog of chaotic information, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes staring at her quietly.

It was late at night, but no one fell asleep.

The popularity has been sluggish since I couldn't see any comments from the starting point in the past two days, and the favorites and recommendation tickets have been cut in half (.︿︿﹒.)

Going to drink to relieve worries at night, this chapter will be published earlier.