"Kill... Eat..."

In the corner of a room, a scarlet figure was hunched on its back, leaning on a long-handled naginata, cowering in the darkness.

"Kill... Eat..."

The scarlet figure muttered something as if chewing on something while muttering repeating words.

Tick.

Saliva trickles down from the corners of his mouth and drips on the carpet,

The slender figure sitting on the sofa in the living room frowned a little dissatisfied, and said nothing.

Chew, nibble, suck.

The scarlet figure casually threw a leftover thigh bone on the ground, which was the left leg of an adult human male judging from the bone structure of the thigh bone.

"Eat..."

The scarlet figure licked his wizened fingers intently, and slowly turned around like a beast,

The eyes flashing red looked directly at the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the eyes were gradually covered with a layer of primitive appetite.

"Calm down."

The figure, glancing at the door that had been blocked by layers, turned his head to look at the scarlet figure calmly, "It's not time for you to appear." ”

“...”

The image of the rickety in the scarlet coat did not hear the words of the other party, his throat kept stirring, and his palm, which was full of deep wrinkles, rubbed the handle of the naginata back and forth.

The slender figure frowned slightly, raised his left hand, and between his fingers was a remote control panel, and there was only one button on the panel, "Calm down." ”

The rickety figure who saw the button gradually calmed down, holding the naginata and being silent, like a deformed and ugly dwarf statuette.

“...”

The slender figure breathed a sigh of relief slightly, slowly put down the button, and said slowly with vigilance and vigilance in his eyes: "Now, it's not time for you to eat." ”

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Something was wrong with this mission.

In room 0610, the plague doctor is facing the mirror, holding a thin scalpel, scraping his cheek.

The blade gently peels back a thin flesh-colored film like a cicada's wings, revealing the pitted face below, covered with scorched black corrosion marks.

“... Alas. ”

The plague doctor sighed lightly, took out the ointment from the backpack bar, and gently applied it to his face,

Whew——

A puff of green smoke rose from the wound,

The intense pain made the corners of the epidemic doctor's eyes twitch, and a little sweat oozed from his palms.

He was relieved to see those wounds begin to heal at an accelerated pace.

The rotting old creature with the bag that appeared in room 0608 last night should be the alien who originally roamed the corridor of the Dolphin Hotel.

The other party left a lot of psychological shadows on the epidemic doctor, so much so that the epidemic doctor moved out of 0608 tonight and lived in 0610 in the next room-

There are still a lot of traces of black ink in room 0608,

The ink had long since dried up, but it continued to emit a rancid smell.

God knows if that "thing" will come out of the ink trail tonight.

The plague doctor redressed the wound, put the mirror in his backpack, and muttered to himself, "I don't know what happened to the feather coat..."

The epidemic doctor actually knew Yu Yi in the heart of the ninth section of the Hijima Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau,

After solving the script mission at Ibaraki Junior High School, the plague doctor obeys his agreement with a geobound spirit named "Hanako" in the script and goes to Hijima to solve the other party's last wish.

At first, it was very smooth, and the epidemic doctor successfully fulfilled Hanako's last wish.

But when he was about to leave Tokyo, he was discovered by the Hijima Anomalous Affairs Investigation Bureau.

The epidemic doctor originally thought that he would be detained and judged by the other party,

Or be tied directly to a small black room, kill, and rob the player's qualifications,

He was even ready to hold on to the small hope and notify the Secret Service through a friend communication, hoping that the Secret Service would save him.

(Before going to Ridao, the epidemic doctor specially went to the Yin City Special Affairs Bureau base to register the bounty hunter license and obtained the contact information of the Special Affairs Bureau)

Unexpectedly, the Hijima Abnormal Affairs Investigation Bureau didn't do anything to him, and after investigating what happened,

symbolically asked the epidemic doctor to pay a fine of game currency, and released him.

And there are also some aristocratic families, onmyoji families, and powerful people who come to befriend him, invite him to a banquet, and treat him as a guest.

It's not that the people of Hijima have a problem.

The epidemic doctor is a bounty hunter who has signed a contract with the Yin City Special Affairs Bureau, and dealing with him without authorization may cause disputes.

And the epidemic doctor himself is still a very rare medical specialty player, and his medical skills can also be used in the real world, which can cure all kinds of incurable diseases.

The old and frail magnates naturally wanted to maintain a good relationship with the epidemic doctor and let him help cure the disease—even the powerful could not have allowed themselves and the members of their large family to have a miniature life potion in their hands at that time.

This bizarre experience could have been written

"The Supreme Doctor of the Reborn City, the Immortal Doctor, the Divine Doctor, the Holy Doctor, the School Flower, the Idol Star, Fall in Love with Me"

of the long-form.

The plague doctor was vaguely accepted by the high-level courtesy, and was treated as a guest on the table, under the protection of the Hijima Anomalous Affairs Investigation Bureau, which is how he and Hagoromo knew each other in their hearts.

"It's a pity... The setting of the hotel makes it impossible for players to walk through the floors at will, otherwise the unique power system in the heart of the feather coat, with my skills, will be very strong.

Completely unafraid of any player in this mission,

Even if it is an ordinary script boss, the combination of her and I is confident that we can win in heads-up. ”

The plague doctor shook his head with some regret, reglued the cleaned mask to his face, and carefully smoothed the folds of the adhesive with a scalpel.

He turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, "It's 11:55... Curfew is coming soon.

Hopefully nothing happens tonight..."

Tick.

The sound of water droplets dropping.

Clear, close to ear.

The plague doctor was full of excitement, and a wooden staff instantly appeared in his palm, and a dark green halo rose under his feet, releasing spells alternately,

Beware of possible attacks.

Tick.

The sound of water droplets sounded again,

On the face, it's so itchy.

The epidemic doctor subconsciously stretched out his left hand and wiped it against his cheek,

Unexpectedly, the skin on his face that had been rubbed by his fingers would easily fall off like dead skin and hang lightly on his fingers.

Like a flattened, wrinkled, dry dough.

Black water, dripping from the potholes on the face, more and more, accumulates on the carpet,

Corrodes the carpet to the point of rattling.

The plague doctor felt that his whole body was soaked with a bad cold, and he hurriedly applied a recovery buff to himself, healing spells, applying ointment, and tying bandages.

Useless.

The wound on the face continued to spew black liquid, and the amount of bleeding became larger and larger, like the largest water head dragon, splashing wantonly.

Everywhere I went, steam filled the air.

How... What's going on...

The plague doctor trembled and stumbled to the door,

His fingers were blocked in the wound on his face, which had been corroded by black water and melted his flesh, leaving only white bones.