Chapter Twenty-Four: The First Meeting with Ai-chan
In the afternoon, the up master who posted the video had already posted the number of the live broadcast room on Twitter.
So many people stayed in each other's live broadcast room, and when the time came to midnight, they didn't see anyone after a minute or two, and everyone scolded directly in the black screen live broadcast room.
However, at midnight and three, the screen lit up, and soon two people appeared on the screen.
One is the up master who posted the video in the afternoon. Of course, everyone doesn't know each other's names, only nicknames.
It's called 'Magic Boy Real Chicken Sauce'.
Real chicken at this time... The magic boy looked a little nervous when he looked at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room, but quickly calmed down.
Watching some barrage scolding him, he even mocked, "I can't wait for a minute or two, you guys are really losers." ”
Yes, it was on the line as soon as it started, and it has a personality.
However, the magical boy also knows the purpose of tonight. So many people came to see him, naturally not for himself, but for the hell girl who was circulating on the Internet.
Originally, it was limited to urban legends that circulated in a small area, but because of the blocking of the 2ch forum, it expanded.
Kazuma Tomikawa of the Metropolitan Police Department is still in regret ...
"Without further ado, it's midnight. Anyone who knows Hell Girl knows that from midnight to midnight, you can log on to the Hell Communication website, enter the name of the person you resent, and contact Hell Girl. ”
Although the magical boy seems to be just a teenage student, he is quite calm in front of such a large audience.
Maybe it's because I've experienced the hell girl, or maybe it's because I've been cursed, knowing that I have to go to hell when I die.
So he became open-minded after the resentful man was sent to hell. It's not as obmissive as it used to be.
Therefore, he wants to be popular, he wants to be popular, and he wants to live a different life from the past. This is also the reason why he saw that no one stood up, so he stood up and gave everyone a science about the hell girl.
"The person next to me wearing a mask is my friend..."
"But he didn't want to reveal his identity, so I won't introduce much. The reason why everyone abused me in the video of station n was nothing more than to suspect me of cheating. ”
"And now it's a live broadcast, I believe everyone shouldn't think I'm faking. But before I contact the hell girl, I can give you a science popularization. ”
Speaking of this, the magical boy paused, and he spoke calmly, "Many people in Tokyo said on the Internet that they had logged in to Hell Communication, typed in their names, but could not contact Hell Girl, which made many people think that the urban legend of Hell Girl is fake. ”
"I can tell you very clearly, it's just that everyone's way is wrong."
"If you want to contact the Hell Girl, you must have a strong grudge in your heart, and if the resentment is insufficient, you can't contact the Hell Girl."
"The Hellmaidens will only help the poor who are really desperate."
As soon as he said this, Shinji Kamihara, who was sitting in front of the computer, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but show admiration. Obviously, this magical boy is indeed fully prepared, and even knows this rule.
And as soon as he said this, the barrage that was still scarce in the live broadcast room just now instantly became dense. Apparently everyone was just listening to each other.
Now that this information has been exposed, everyone is shocked, although they are still in a state of doubt. But after all, the other party is a person who has seen the hell girl, and in the eyes of many people, the credibility is still very high.
In particular, some people who had logged on to the Hell Communication website before also showed a look of sudden realization.
They saw it before on the 2ch forum, and some people say that this urban legend is true. With a skeptical attitude, enter the name of the person you don't like.
Now it seems that they had doubts about the existence of the Hell Maiden in their hearts at that time... In other words, they were just experimenting with it, and there was no resentment in their hearts at all.
Then naturally you won't see the hell girl.
At this time, downstairs in a residential building in Shinjuku District, Qing Pheasant and Hongyin were both holding their mobile phones and watching the live broadcast. There are also people from the Metropolitan Police Department's search section next to it.
At the sound of an order, they will rush forward and arrest the magical boy.
Hongyin is a young man dressed very fashionably, with long hair and a handsome face. With stud ears and long sleeves of skulls, he has a slender and straight figure.
He held a bottle of fat house happy water in his hand, and he was directly stuffed in one sip, and then made a huge 'separation' sound. A breath came out of his mouth, revealing a satisfied expression.
At this time, Hongyin was holding the mobile phone, and seeing the pheasant looking at him speechlessly, he pointed to the mobile phone screen and said with a smile, "Is what this guy said true?" ”
After all, he had just begun to learn about the Hellgirls.
"Quite possibly." Pheasant's eyes were deep, "At midnight last night, I asked the people from the special class to find a few criminals to test it, and found that they couldn't contact the hell girl. Now it seems that the resentment in the hearts of these criminals should not be enough. ”
After all, this person has seen the hell girl, and maybe he has figured out the rules from it.
Although ordinary people do not have spiritual powers, some ordinary people have higher IQs than their monitors, and some ordinary people can even understand the strange rules of killing and survive them.
These are all facts that have happened.
Therefore, pheasants never underestimate ordinary people. Of course, only ordinary people with high IQs, sane and calm.
At this point, the live stream continues.
"With so much to say, I know there are still many people who don't believe me. It's okay, let's believe that everyone keeps an eye on X's hand, and as long as he sees the hell girl, he will get a scarecrow. ”
X is wearing a mask and has long hair, but it can be seen to be a wig.
With the mask, the face was almost completely covered. His eyes showed nervousness, and he looked submissive.
Judging from the live broadcast, I don't even know if the other party is a man or a woman.
X didn't say anything, he saw the magic boy leave the computer, and came to the computer silently.
At this time, in the live broadcast room, the screen display is divided into two halves. Half of it shows a computer screen, revealing a rudimentary website.
Hell Communications.
One is X.
At this time, X looked at this website, he was silent, his hands were on the keyboard, and his thin and white hands were blue at this time, showing the unrest in the other party's heart.
And then... He began to tap on the keyboard.
Soon a three-word name was entered into the white box.
Uekura Ma.
At this time, X's breathing was slightly rapid, and his eyes widened. Then, he pressed the OK button hard.
Syllable!
『Letter Delivered』
In the live broadcast room, watching Hell Communication present these three words. Many people held their breath, and there were only a few scattered barrages... However, the next moment, the magic boy's live broadcast room went dark, and the entire live broadcast disappeared in an instant.
Just when countless people were stunned for a moment, and then shouted 'Baga'.
Only Shinji Kamihara calmly picked up the notepad, and he turned to the last page of the sub-page of "Hell Girl".
With a sweep of his eyes, the notepad at this time was rapidly generating text, recording the story of this person codenamed X, whose real name is Eguchi Luren.
He looked at the page...
Suddenly, Shinji Kamihara, who was sitting in a chair, looked up suddenly.
At this time, a young girl wearing a sailor's suit suddenly appeared in his study.
Looking at the pair of blood-colored eyes, he was silent.
Enma loves.