Tokyo, Meguro-ku.

Minghu Apartments, 2002.

Shinji Kamihara, who was lying on a chair at midnight, was already lying on the bed for some reason.

Half ringing.

Shinji Kamihara, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his body straightened, and he sat up in an instant.

He had just woken up, and he was still in a trance.

Even because he wasn't in the chair, he also raised the idea of crossing over again.

But soon, he reacted.

Looking out the window, the sunlight peeked through a gap in the curtain, shining right on his eyes.

He turned his face away slightly, stunned for a moment.

Xiaoyan was sitting at the head of his bed, and Xiaoai was sitting on the chair next to him, staring at him.

"Mom."

Seeing Shinji Kamihara wake up, Xiaoyan habitually shouted in a timid tone.

Obviously, Xiaoyan was worried about her mother.

Touching Xiaoyan's head, Shinji Kamihara looked around, it was his home.

The people who were tortured yesterday were almost stupid.

As he sat on the bed, he always felt that his brain's reaction was always half a beat slower.

After brushing his thoughts, he knew that this was the sequelae of yesterday's overuse of the brain, and he would be fine after a few days of rest.

After relieving himself, Shinji Kamihara looked at Xiao Ai and Xiao Ai, "You brought me to bed?" ”

As he spoke, Shinji Kamihara tore off the quilt and couldn't help but ask for a moment, and his clothes were changed into pajamas.

At this time, Xiaoyan called him again, the meaning was obvious, it was not them who helped.

He raised his eyebrows, and when he thought about it, he knew that it might have been done by someone from the Metropolitan Police Department. After all, his ostensible identity is still the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department.

At this time, Enma Ai, who was sitting in a chair dignifiedly, looked at Shinji Kamihara with blood-red eyes.

Her tone remained unwavering, calm as a deep spring, "He lives in hell." ”

？？？

Shinji Kamihara looked at Xiao Ai in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

The next moment, a gift box suddenly appeared in Enma's hand.

Seeing this gift box, Shinji Kamihara's eyelids jumped.

At this moment, he also realized that the 'he' in Xiao Ai's mouth refers to Mr. Matsunai.

"Mr. Matsuuchi is handing out gift boxes to the souls of hell?" Shinji Kamihara spoke in a strange tone.

Enma Ai nodded, and then just stared at Shinji Kamihara.

The souls in hell were all extradited by her, so for Enma Ai, the souls in hell are her possessions.

Of course, Enma Ai is not here to reproach Shinji Kamihara for sending Mr. Matsuuchi to hell and bothering her.

Midnight, while walking the process.

Shinji Kamihara told her to send Mr. Matsuuchi to hell. Just ignore Mr. Matsuuchi and don't collide with the other party's rules.

Although Xiao Ai increased yesterday, the combat effectiveness reached more than 900,000.

But in Shinji Kamihara's opinion, now is not the time to go head-to-head with Mr. Matsuuchi.

He vaguely felt that Xiao Ai still couldn't beat the other party now. In addition, if Xiao Ai loses, the loss will be too heavy.

Because Xiao Ai's classmate died, then he had to spend half the price to resurrect the other party.

Before, Xiao Ai's combat power was more than 30,000, so he could be resurrected for more than 10,000 legend points. Now there are more than 900,000 combat strength, and if you die, you have to spend more than 400,000 legendary points to resurrect.

At the moment, the acquisition of his legendary points basically depends on Xiao Ai's classmates.

Of course, there is another reason.

That is, Shinji Kamihara's current legend point is worth more than 400,000, and he can't make all his current net worth.

Anyway, Mr. Matsuuchi is confined by a closed hell, and it is the most correct thing to do if he is sure to kill the other party in the future.

"Wait a little longer, won't you?" Shinji Kamihara didn't get carried away with resentment because Mr. Matsuuchi killed him so many times.

Hearing this, Enma Ai nodded.

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara breathed a sigh of relief, just be obedient.

After all, the weirdness created by the notepad is all thoughtful, and he is really afraid that Xiao Ai's classmate will go up and fight with Mr. Matsuuchi on impulse.

Obviously, Xiao Ai obviously attaches great importance to the souls in hell, after all, she was personally extradited to hell one by one.

Thinking about it, Shinji Kamihara suddenly laughed.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about what Mr. Matsuuchi does to your souls in hell."

"It takes time for him to hand out gift boxes, and it takes a long time to lend them one by one."

"You have to extradite souls to hell every day, as long as you extradite fast enough, the speed at which he sends boxes will not be able to catch up with you."

Hearing this, Enma Ai was visibly stunned for a moment. She looked at Shinji Kamihara and nodded in agreement, "Makes sense." ”

With that, she went back to her notepad.

Seeing this, Shinji Kamihara tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he said helplessly, "Don't put the gift box here for me." ”

This box, he could feel a strong malice when he looked at it.

As for Xiao Ai's contact with the box, there is no abnormality, naturally because Xiao Ai is the ruler of hell.

With a single movement of consciousness, the gift box can be brought out of hell. Mr. Matsuuchi couldn't get out of hell again, so he could only stare dryly.

Shinji Kamihara finished speaking, and the gift box on the bedside table disappeared.

Smiling slightly, Shinji Kamihara got up, picked up Xiaoyan and put him on the sofa in the living room, and played cartoons to each other.

Then, he saw a post-it note on the coffee table.

"Ghost, remember to call me if you wake up, something's wrong."

The inscription is a pheasant.

Obviously, after the evil neighbor incident was resolved yesterday, the pheasant came to the Minghu apartment.

In other words, it was the pheasant who helped him put him on the bed and changed his clothes? After thinking about it, Shinji Kamihara felt a chill.

I hope that the pheasant is to ask a girl to change his clothes, otherwise it will be too disgusting to be handed down by a man.

Wrong.

Suddenly, Shinji Kamihara's face changed.

Soon, he came to the bathroom.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I still look the same, but I am a little thinner than yesterday.

He took off his pajamas and breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the black flame on his chest.

The pheasant is the overseer who investigates the Hell Maiden, and must know that the person who ripped off the red thread will have a cursed mark of black flame on his chest.

If he didn't have the curse mark on his chest, wouldn't it be exposed?

Now it seems that there are still some.

Of course, this curse mark can be removed at any time. But he's not going to do that now, so let's get a tattoo.

After washing, Shinji Kamihara picked up his phone and called the pheasant, telling him that he was awake.

The two talked a few words, and the pheasant smiled and asked him if he had had lunch.

Knowing that there was no, the pheasant smiled and said, "Then don't eat lunch, Hongyin and I went to look for you, and by the way, there is another person who wants to know you." ”

"By the way, an overseer who has generally investigated a strange event. Whether it's a special class or a wild watchdog, see a psychiatrist, that's the rule. ”

"Do you come to the special class in person, or do you have a psychiatrist come and see you?"

"Let the psychiatrist come to my house." Shinji Kamihara has a secret in his heart, so naturally he doesn't want to go to a special class.

"Okay, then I'll bring the psychiatrist over by the way, and we will have a meal together then."