In the afternoon, Hongyin, who was seven or eight years older than Shinji Kamihara, had a good time.

Sometimes, Shinji Kamihara feels like a child.

But I'm quite envious of each other.

He knew that no one in the Overseer had a lot of life to try and die like he did.

Therefore, every time the supervisor investigates a strange incident, his mind will be highly tense, and over time, he will easily develop psychological problems.

After all, the more the weird incident is investigated, the more desperate it becomes. I'm afraid this is how Hongyin adjusts her state by herself.

What about yourself? With a large amount of lifespan, he died these times, and there was not even any fluctuation and urgency in his heart.

Although he didn't die much, he seemed to be a little numb to death.

So Shinji Kamihara's mental pressure is not great, and for some amusement items, the performance is a little bland and a little boring.

Of course, he was not without confusion. For an afternoon, he had two and a half questions spinning around in his head.

Half a question is what question Hongyin will ask Xiao Ai.

This is actually very easy to guess, according to what Hongyin said before, the special class killed Xiao Ai's classmate once.

Weird was killed, how could it be resurrected?

Therefore, there is a high probability that the people in the special class will ask Xiao Ai how she was resurrected.

The other two questions, one is how did you die.

However, this question is already a bit eyebrow-raising after thinking about it, and I only need to go home to confirm it once.

The other is naturally because Hongyin mentioned Xiao Ai again, which made him raise the question again of what weird killed Xiao Ai.

After the notepad resurrected Xiao Ai, he directly erased the memory of being killed.

He had wanted to get information, but he was blind.

Or maybe he hadn't turned his mind around because he had been thinking about Mr. Matsuuchi most of the time.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hongyin finally had a good time and took Shinji Kamihara to a special class.

During this period, Shinji Kamihara received an email from Mayahiro Chiba, and the other party wondered why he didn't come to participate in club activities.

After replying casually, he looked at the special class in front of him.

Ordinary.

This is the first impression and is no different from other offices of the Japanese government.

The only difference is that the building in front of you is huge. Wider coverage, that's all.

"Why are you so lonely?" Shinji Kamihara also thought that the Special Division was the largest gathering place for monitors.

Hongyin rolled her eyes, "No one wants to come here, as soon as they come, it means that there is a mission." ”

All right.

When Shinji Kamihara stepped into the lobby of the front desk of the special class.

For a moment, his body subconsciously tensed, and a strange emotion emerged in his heart, and he felt as if his secret was being seen at a glance.

His gaze swept over the receptionist in front of him.

Looking up slightly, I saw an eye made of many building blocks on the wall.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when I'm staring, this building block seems to be looking at myself.

"How does it feel?"

"What is this?"

Shinji Kamihara listened to the sound of Hongyin's smiling and spoke lightly.

"The True Eye." Seeing that Shinji Kamihara didn't react, Hongyin couldn't help but be bored, "Do you feel like your secrets are all exposed?" Rest assured, it's just an illusion. ”

"Only those who are entering a special class for the first time will be scanned by the Real Eye."

"And this eye is basically in the first ability, it can only scan the basic information of the person. It's just used to identify you and see if you're a spy or not. ”

I see.

Shinji Kamihara's body relaxed, "What about its second ability?" ”

"One glance can see all your secrets. However, the second ability is too expensive to use. ”

"Can you use it to scan for weirdness?"

"I can't." Hongyin pursed her lips, "Otherwise, we, the Monitors, would have confessed this eye a long time ago, and would we let the special class let this stare at people?" ”

Shinji Kamihara nodded and didn't ask again.

Soon, he was taken to a small room by Hongyin. Red Yin told him to sit and wait, and he went out to get something.

A few minutes later, Red Tone came in with a microphone and a form. He handed the microphone and a note to Shinji Kamihara.

Looking at these two things, Shinji Kamihara was a little confused.

"See the words on the note? Just read it through the microphone. After saying that, Hongyin remembered something, and he explained, "By the way, using a microphone will consume a day's life. ”

What is the life of a day?

The corners of Shinji Kamihara's mouth twitched, a day's life was a life for him.

However, Shinji Kamihara didn't say much. After a moment's hesitation, he picked up the microphone.

The microphone in front of me is black, which is no different from the microphones on the market, except for the appearance of two small circular lights in the center.

He held the microphone, looked at the handwriting on the note, and said directly to him, "I will never betray humanity." ”

In an instant, there was a suction in his hand holding the microphone. Shinji Kamihara felt that his life force was absorbed by the microphone in his hand.

The next moment, a small light in the center of the microphone in his hand suddenly turned on.

Green.

"Lie detector?"

Shinji Kamihara didn't know what this microphone was for before, but now he understands it immediately when he contacts the words on the note.

"Yes, it's more than your words. Also test your mind and subconscious. Hongyin handed over the form and pen, "Green means you're not lying. However, I will come to the special class every six months to take the test. ”

Shinji Kamihara took the form, and when he heard this, he expressed his understanding.

Everyone's psychology changes over time.

The Overseers, in particular, are capable of slaughtering easily in the face of humans. But in the face of weirdness, it's like an egg that is broken when it is gently pinched.

In the supermarket on the basement floor of the Asakawa shopping mall, the scavenger team is powerless in the face of resentful spirits, let alone ordinary people.

But just by using the ability of the small eye to glance at the resentful spirit, he could easily erase the existence of the other party.

But in the face of Mr. Matsuuchi, he died twice in one night.

The vast majority of Overseers don't have the ability to die like he and Redtone.

In this case, the supervisor is likely to experience great psychological fluctuations. Deep down, you may have a desire to destroy because of a strange sense of despair.

Holding the pen, Shinji Kamihara looked at the form.

Name of Society: ______________

President's Codename: ______________

Rule Ability: ______________

Address:______________

Only four questions? He looked at Hongyin suspiciously, "Don't you need to fill in your name?" ”

"Didn't you just get swept by the Eye of Truth?" Hongyin said lazily, "And it's very easy to know your reality information in the special class, you don't need to fill it in, there are staff to help you prepare." ”

"What if my club has members?"

"Then I'll go get the membership form for you to fill out now, and ask you if you have it?"

Red Tone doesn't believe that a budding newcomer can attract other Overseers to join.

Most of the clubs are actually one person.

"Nope." Shinji Kamihara naturally wouldn't expose the existence of Chiba Mashiro.

Soon, he filled out the form.

The name of the club is naturally the Ghost Society.

As for the code name, he wrote two words.

Phantom.