Chapter Forty-Seven: Memories Are Empty
Early morning.
Wu Xingzhi opened his eyes.
There was a slight breathing sound from the side.
He sat up, and in the afterglow of his vision, Asami Ling stretched out two jade lotus-like arms from the quilt, as well as his smooth shoulders.
Wu Xingzhi frowned slightly.
This man was vigilant before, but now he has begun to gradually become unscrupulous.
Forget it, it doesn't matter, anyway, after tonight, I can leave this world, and at Sadako's speed, Tomie should be completely wiped out today.
"Huh?"
Wu Xingzhi was suddenly stunned.
Tomie's Wise Choice has been completed, and in the system panel, the progress of Advanced Mission 2 has reached 9/10.
How is it possible -
If Tomie has been wiped out, it can be described as Sadako's speed and solving it in the middle of the night, but the progress of the advanced mission suddenly jumped forward so much, it can't be explained that Sadako helped herself eliminate a lot of ghosts, right?
Without her own orders, Sadako could not have acted on her own.
Wu Xingzhi's face sank suddenly.
He recounted everything that had happened in this world, and confirmed that he had not done anything outside of his memory at all.
"Sleepwalking? I'm good at killing ghosts in my dreams? ”
Wu Xingzhi naturally knew that this was impossible.
He felt like he remembered everything he had done since he came into the world, but it turned out that his memory seemed to be blank.
Next to him, he sighed, woke up, and saw Wu Xingzhi sitting on the bed with a frown, sat up, and called sweetly: "Mr. Wu, good morning~"
The girl's beautiful figure was soaked in the early morning sun, and her delicate skin seemed to reflect the light, interrupting Wu Xingzhi's thoughts.
"Good morning."
Wu Xingzhi responded casually and simply got up from the bed.
Something must have happened, but he didn't notice it, as if something had robbed him of his memory.
A ghost, or a special kind of being?
"Mr. Wu, if you frown early in the morning, you will get old quickly."
Asami wrapped herself in a quilt and looked like a little puppet.
Wu Xingzhi didn't reply to her, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then said, "Get up quickly, go have breakfast." ”
Asami Ling pulled the quilt up slightly, covering half of his face, and his voice came out muffled through the quilt: "On such a good morning, I want to lie in bed for a while." ”
"Whatever you want." Wu Xingzhi opened the door and walked straight out.
The elevator soon came to the hotel lobby, and the little girl at the front desk seemed to be a little sleepy, lying on the table with her chin propped up on her palm, and the huge TV screen on the lobby wall was playing the morning news.
Wu Xingzhi was already very familiar with this place, and he didn't care, he pulled his legs and walked out of the door, there was a large number of restaurants opposite the hotel, and Wu Xingzhi was a frequent visitor these days.
As soon as he walked out the door, the voice of the news anchor came from behind.
“...... We have not yet found out that the collapse was caused by the aging of the house, but fortunately the owner of the house was not at home, so there were no casualties......"
"As a famous haunted house in Tokyo, this collapse accident has attracted the attention of the general public, and our reporters have already arrived at the scene, so let's turn the scene to ......."
Wu Xingzhi paused.
Haunted houses?
He retreated to the hall and looked towards the TV, only to see a piece of ruins on the screen, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of the ruins with a microphone in his hand, and talked eloquently: "We have no clear information about the specific time of the accident, the first person to find the collapse of the house is a nearby neighbor, Ms. Ueda, let's listen to what Ms. Ueda has to say." ”
The microphone was handed to a middle-aged woman, who seemed to be a little excited about being on TV, and her words were as fast as a cannon: "I always get up early, and when I just went out today, I found that the haunted house next to me has become a ruin, which is incredible, you must know that as a neighbor, my sleep has always been very shallow, and I can't hear the movement of such a collapse accident......
"I think it must be the ghosts in the haunted house, maybe they're tired of living here, and they're going to look for a new house to continue-"
"Ms. Ueda, we are a serious news program, not a midnight variety show." The reporter hurriedly interrupted her and asked, "Since they are neighbors, Ms. Ueda must know the owner of the house?" As such a famous haunted house, I don't know what kind of person the owner of the house is? ”
"Ah......" The woman was interrupted a little unpleasantly: "Originally, it was a family of three, but then all the adults in the family died, and only a little girl remained, still in high school, I don't know her well, I heard that the other party had an affair with someone from the Yakuza Organization, and she didn't return all night last night, if you want to find her, maybe you can go to Kabukicho to see, the young people now-"
"Ms. Ueda!" The reporter interrupted the other party again and hurriedly said, "In other words, this matter is still related to the Extreme Dao Organization?" ”
"In the past few days, there are people from the Extreme Dao Organization hanging around every day, and we are all from our own family, where can it be related to those people? I think maybe it's the Extremist Organization that kills people and kills people or something—"
The reporter hurriedly stopped the other party and said to the camera: "Thank you Ms. Ueda for the interview, it seems that there are still many unknown mysteries in the time of the collapse of the haunted house this time, what role did the people of the Yakuza Organization play in it?" Did the house really collapse accidentally? Please keep tuning—"
Wu Xingzhi's lips pursed into a line, he didn't continue to look at it, and turned his head directly towards the elevator.
The house shown on the TV is clearly the home of the shallow spirit.
Accidental collapse? How can it be!
There is such an existence as a coconut in the other party's house, and Wu Xingzhi even suspects that even a heavily armed demolition team will not be able to demolish this house.
The sudden surge in the progress of advanced missions, the collapse of houses, and the feeling that something is wrong that has been haunting me.
He had a strong premonition that he had done it himself.
Even if the memory is empty.
Something interfered with or even tampered with his memory.
He walked out of the elevator quickly, the corridor was empty, he walked to the door, his sensitive hearing had already heard, there was no one in the room, and in the opposite room, there was the sound of rapid breathing.
Wu Xingzhi stood silently in front of the door for a long time, and then punched out.
The wooden door was broken like papier-mâché, and Wu Xingzhi stepped into the room step by step.
The cold corpse was still lying in place, and next to the corpse, the girl knelt in front of her with her head bowed.
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