There is no password set for the Westside-style personal computer.

Thinking that the other party was very sure of his layer of black gas insurance, he felt that there was no need to set a password on the computer.

It's also said that you can't even keep the black gas, what can you do with a computer password?

Xicheng put down the water glass and began to count the files on the computer.

After a while, he exhaled:

"It's really..."

The contents of the computer did not have the 'clues to the death of the original owner' as he had originally envisioned, but a PDF file of the map that had been organized.

Urban Weird 'Eyeball', Status (Three Imperial Spells): Delivered. Place:...

Wraith 'Only Half of the Woman Remains', Status (Mitsuno's Spell): Cast. Place:...

Urban Weirdness 'The Endless Promenade', Status (Four Imperial Spells): Delivered. Place:...

......

The bold fonts mark the locations of all kinds of urban weirdness and terrifying resentful spirits.

If I'm not mistaken, these are the ghosts and urban weirdness that the Tokyo Komasonic Society has put in Tokyo.

And the remarks of 'Three Imperial Spells' and 'Four Imperial Spells'...

This is presumably a distinction between the levels of the wraiths.

For example, the resentful spirit that the Xicheng style pierced through the headquarters of the Guangji Society had three miserable white charms pasted on its iron cage, which should be the so-called 'imperial spell'.

These maps were also a bit of a windfall.

Looking at the dense red dots on it that seemed to be oozing blood, Xicheng came to a little spirit.

After dealing with the resentful spirit, the black qi can restore his body, which can be regarded as a pillow for sleepiness.

Xicheng style sink down and think.

He has already learned the resentful spirit of the Three Imperial Curses, and it is not very powerful, and it can be killed with one punch by himself.

The resentful spirits of the Four Imperial Spells may be a little stronger, but he can clearly feel that this body still has some remaining strength, and it should not be much of a problem to deal with the resentful spirits of the Four Imperial Spells.

However, these must be made after on-site investigation, and it is better to be cautious or cautious.

Xicheng imported the maps into his phone, and at the same time rummaged through the computer folders, and only released the mouse when he found that he could no longer find anything useful.

As for the laptop on the other side, there are also tablets.

Nishijo also turned over the contents of the house, but most of them were memos and other things, and the records were all ordinary things.

I really looked like an ordinary Japanese high school student.

However, there was one memo entry that caught the attention of Xicheng.

- 'Entering Keihoku High School'.

This entry made Xicheng Shi can't help but raise his eyebrows.

Keihoku High School, which is exactly the high school that Xicheng is currently attending.

And deliberately with a memo entry note... This shows that there is something hidden in this school.

Maybe there's some plan involved.

Nishijo poured himself a cup of hot water.

It seems that taking a long leave of absence to find urban legends and the matter of recovering the body of the resentful spirit will have to be put aside for the time being.

At least don't let some people who might be hiding in the shadows notice that something is wrong.

Xicheng poured the hot water down, glanced at the time again, and realized that it was almost time to go to bed.

So he used the black gas to set up a black gas trap at the entrance that was the same as the one he had just placed on the computer host.

After all, if someone sneaks up to death at night, it is called wronged.

The effect of this black gas was also experimented with by the Xicheng style just now.

Pick up a spoon, pinch it in your hand, and separate a wisp to quickly melt it into molten iron.

This kind of destructive power, Xicheng style is very relieved.

After the trap was set, Xicheng Shi lay on the bed and thought for a while, then got up and set up black gas traps in various places such as windows, vents, and balconies.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

......

"It's so cold..."Keiko Katori shrunk her neck and exhaled a breath of white air.

She had just finished the celebration party, and she was already drunk.

Only by holding on to the shoulders of her male colleagues can she barely stumble to walk.

She wanted to open her drunken eyes, but she couldn't open them at all, so she could only muttered to the other party's shoulder:

"Murakami, I usually talk so much, why don't you speak now? Chat with me..."

As she spoke, Keiko Katori burped.

But the other party's shoulders shrugged, I didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't pay attention to her at all.

Under the street lamp, her pink and tender face was dyed red, her slender eyebrows were raised, and she was suppressed with some dissatisfaction:

"Hey! Murakami! Don't you like me?! Don't you like to tell jokes the most? Talk to me! ”

The other party has a crush on him.

This is what Keiko Katori knows.

And this time, Keiko Katori asked him to send herself home, which was actually a hint.

But this piece of wood in Murakami!

As if I didn't understand what I was doing at all, I didn't know what I was doing from the beginning, and I didn't speak all the time.

Isn't it nervous?

Keiko Katori was a little funny.

That's why I said that I was a virgin...

She was about to speak, when she smelled an indescribable stench.

And then—

Keiko Katori was sick to her stomach for a while, and she vomited directly on Murakami's body.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Murakami! I didn't mean to. ”

With this spit, Keiko Katori's wine woke up a lot, she took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and took out a few tissues to wipe Murakami.

Drunken and foggy, she couldn't see anything, and her hand holding a tissue groped around Murakami's body.

Then she touched the gooey, crumpled thing.

What is it?

Keiko Katori looked at it fixedly.

In some blurred vision, the things on the palm of the hand are a little eye-catching.

I can't see it clearly.

Keiko Katori muttered a sentence and brought things closer.

The next moment-

She understood.

This is the human head.

Gnawed to pieces, only half of Murakami's head remained.

...

Whose shoulder did you just walk on?

Keiko Katori subconsciously raised her head.

A huge mouth full of sharp teeth was reflected in his eyes...

Bang –

This is the sound of the human body falling to the ground.

Followed by.

Tearing sounds.

Chewing sounds.

Swallowing sounds.

There was a loud noise—

......

Xicheng style, student number: No. 24, a student in the second year of Jingbei High School, Class C.

Looking at the name on the student ID, Xicheng shook his head.

To be honest, he still slept under the covers for a while in the winter.

But considering that he didn't know much about this Jingbei High School, he felt that it was safer to follow the routine here.

Defeat the monster of the nest casually. Nishijo-style washed with cold water, then recycled the black gas traps that were easy to encounter in the room, and finally took some leftover instant bento from the refrigerator and heated it in the microwave and ate it.

After doing this, Nishijo pushed the door and left the room.

The little girl in the aisle was gone.

Both the blanket and the quilt are gone.

Well... If you have the strength to clean up the quilt, you shouldn't be able to freeze to death.

Xicheng nodded, and didn't continue to care about it.

The area where the original owner lived was Joto Ward, Tokyo, and was known as the 'Adachi Ward' with the worst public security.

But even in Adachi District, where public security is poor and the economy is at the bottom every year, the annual income of residents here is more than 3 million, far exceeding that of surrounding cities.

This is Tokyo, Japan.

The deformed economic structure makes the poorest parts of Tokyo far richer than much of the rest of Japan.

The place to go in the Nishijo style is Keihoku High School in Bunkyo Ward, and then you have to go to Nippori Station and change to other lines.

Fortunately, even if he doesn't have the memory of the original owner, Nishigi is still familiar with Tokyo and knows what to do next.