In the present world, the eastern district of Yunhai City. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On a vintage-style clock, the minute hand had just passed the twenty-fifth tick of 2 p.m., and it seemed to match the quiet, natural atmosphere of the wooden clock, and there were only a few people sitting in the café where it was located.

"The owner, the cheesecake, the tiramisu, and what else...... It's just two slices of toast for this, one for the same and then for a cup of vanilla coffee, thank you"

A woman sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window pointed to the pattern on the menu, the speed of her speech and the expectant smile on her face all proved her professionalism as a foodie.

She chose a good location, although it was facing the door, but the peaceful atmosphere with melodious piano music was quite tasteful, especially the busy crowd of cars outside the window.

What's it called? Right! Contrasting beauty!

The corners of her mouth were bent, lips on her lips flickering in the light.

"Okay miss, that ......"

The long-haired waitress in a maid's costume picked up the menu on the table and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?"

She was still smiling, her innocent smile was like that of a young girl who had just entered the world, full of curiosity and satisfaction with everything, but she was a little too thin and pale, and her short hair, with her shaved sideburns on the right side and the brow bones without eyebrows, laughed at a strange feeling of strong contrast.

"Well...... It's okay, your clothes are special, where did you buy them? ”

The maid-dressed girl paused for a moment, and a gentle smile appeared on her face again.

"This one? This one was made according to my design, how about it? Not bad!? ”

She pointed to her blouse and skirt with strips of black and purple cloth on her upper body, and smiled even more brightly, when the waiter noticed that there was a strange black tattoo near her collarbone, which looked like an irregular black shadow.

"Well, it's very special" The maid pretended to be a waiter and nodded with a smile: "Please wait, I'll be here soon"

The waiter turned around and returned to the front desk to hand in the order, and a blonde maid woman in the front desk hurriedly grabbed her: "How is it?" Did you say that? ”

As he spoke, he peeked at the punk woman who was looking out the window.

"No, people are also guests, how embarrassing"

The long-haired waiter shook his head.

"What, what are you doing at such an old age, what are you doing non-mainstream, looking like a hooligan sister, Lele, we're a maid café here! As soon as the guest enters the door, he faces such a thing, do you dare to come in! ”

The blonde waiter frowned and whispered.

"Okay, okay, I don't think there's anything wrong with her, otherwise hurry up and put things on her, won't people leave after eating?"

"I read the menu for more than half an hour, and I can't eat dessert for two hours!"

"Then you can talk about it"

"Alas...... Forget it, let's do it first, I'll get coffee."

Three minutes later,

"Your meal is ready"

The long-haired waiter laid out the dessert and coffee one by one.

"Wow! It looks delicious! ”

The punk woman smirked, her eyes widening.

"Well, please use it slowly"

The long-haired waitress was about to leave, but she was only halfway done turning before she paused there, turning her head to look at the pale knuckle that was holding her wrist, and facing the punk woman's slightly smiling face.

Those eyes were wide open, like shadows in the forest in the middle of the night, black and eerie and gloomy.

"My name is Dark Spirit, if there is any trouble that can't be solved one day, call me this number"

She said this, but she didn't mean to leave any number behind.

"Well, oh......"

The long-haired waitress was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that the punk girl with no eyebrows in front of her had begun to gobble down desserts, as if the scene had never appeared at all.

She was stunned for a moment, and when she saw that the dark spirit lady didn't look up at all, she turned around and went back inexplicably.

"What, delusional?"

She touched her head and walked back to the bar, just then the sound of a stool moving behind her.

"Don't look for it"

With this sentence and two hundred universal coins, the figure of the dark spirit has disappeared.

"Wow, good girl, she's still a rich woman!"

The blonde waiter at the front desk rubbed the coins with his fingertips, smiling triumphantly and mockingly, except for the long-haired waiter with his back to the door, standing there in a daze, muttering a string of numbers with an incredible face.

A string of phone numbers pops into mind.

Outside the door

"Hey, Amin? It's not over, I suddenly see a nice sweet ...... on the street."

Quickly unplugged the headset.

"Are you an idiot!! Dessert is a fart! What if those bastards are solved by this time!! What if the matter is revealed! You know how ...... this mission is."

"Ahhh

Pressing the phone, the completely punk Dark Spirit let out a long sigh of relief, twisted his neck, and walked diagonally across the street.

It's also strange to say, obviously her dress is super eye-catching, but the pedestrians around her seem to be completely invisible, and she is dressed in black and walks through the crowd like this, and her figure gradually blurs.

In front of her was an office building seven or eight stories high.

Tiger Park Behavior and Action Research Center, this is the sign of the corner room on the top floor of this building, although the sign is not big, there are two thin black-clothed doormen standing in front of the door, but it looks quite listless, one is leaning against the wall and looking at the ceiling in a daze, and the other is simply playing with his mobile phone.

Obviously, this place is not often visited.

"Whew...... How long will it take......"

The doorman looking at the ceiling sighed, he was younger, about twenty-three or four, and his slightly long black hair was bleached and dyed a few yellows, quite a bit of a social hooligan.

"It's going to take at least half an hour, wait, I'll take ...... when it's over"

After a pause while playing with his mobile phone, almost at the same time, the two originally lazy doormen all changed their eyes and looked at the corner with extreme vigilance.

"Whew~"

"What, how can there be a little teddy here?"

The younger doorman muttered, but his eyes were already looking at the wall around the corner, and the hallway behind it was still empty in his eyes.

"I said, according to the regulations, what if Teddy hugged my leg in this situation?"

The young doorman smiled slyly, but no one responded.

"Hello? Feed? ”

Turning his head to look, he saw that the doorman playing with his mobile phone was looking at him with a pair of godless eyes, not so much godless, but ...... Like a little more corpses.

In the afterglow, a drop of blood was dripping from the waist of the opponent's side.

The pupils of his eyes instantly contracted, and just as he was about to make a sound and emit a dream alarm, his chest suddenly felt cold!

Is that...... What's there...... Something pierced.

The cold feeling instantly destroyed the heart, and even the vocal cords trachea were broken in an instant, and the gathered dream power was blocked by another force, and he opened his mouth wide, but he could only let out a faint exhalation.

Death, this is death, maybe we should think back to the past at this moment.

But such a thought did not appear at all, and the last thought that remained in my mind was what was this translucent figure that suddenly appeared in front of me!!

It doesn't matter if you can't see it with your eyes, the fluctuation of mental power is similar to a radar's space scan, how can you not see this! Even if this doesn't work, the fluctuation of the dream power? As long as it's a creature, even if it's a bad thing, the doom of the successful possession will have fluctuations ""Why don't you even have this??

"Completely defenseless......"

With such thoughts, vitality gradually disappeared from the wide open eyes.

The last sight was a bright, vague smile.

Overly thin figure, flat as the chest of the airport, with the black and purple chic bandage on the body, she looms like a ghost coming out of hell, casually brushing away the hair in front of her eyebrows, but the figure is invisible again, only to see the doorknob twist slightly, and the door with a dream alarm opens.

Behind the door, there were two sleeping men and women, oh, don't think too much, although one was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and the other was a middle-aged uncle with a big belly, they were asleep on their respective chaise longliners.

The figure of the dark spirit reappeared, she looked down at the girl who was sleeping quietly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and then ...... Slowly, he stretched out his index finger at her temple.

The dark purple energy thorn flashed like a silent bullet, and it completely exploded the girl's flesh, flesh, skull and brain from the other side like a silent bullet.

A face, only two-thirds of the disgusting remains.