Kazami Yu finally climbed out of the ventilation duct, and before he had time to catch his breath, he received a report from his subordinates.

There were casualties in the venue, which seemed to be related to a paranormal event, but thankfully, the group of benevolent and moral bureaucrats had all been safely evacuated, except for Jiroyoshi Suzuki, who did not leave the venue, and the people who made it difficult for them to do so had already fled the school.

The wounded have been rescued and rushed to the hospital, and Hiroshi Kazami prepares to find the supernatural master according to his original plan.

Originally, they planned to wait for the end of the appreciation meeting to test one or two more, but now it seems that they have no chance to appear in a dignified manner.

Belmode looked relaxed, and after leaving the venue, he headed to the back door with a clear goal, and stopped on the black Porsche on the side of the road, where a long-haired man was impatiently smoking a cigarette.

Another man in the driver's seat, holding a cup of milk tea that has recently become popular with high school girls, bites a straw and enjoys it silently, with headphones in one ear, listening to the most popular rock music at the moment.

Let the three high-performing quasi-codename members run here to spy on a swaggering magic stick, the boss must have been deceived by that woman, damn it.

Gin snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and pulled out the pistol in his arms, ready to give her a shot later.

"Knock Knock"

Two regular knocks came from the car window, vodka hurriedly opened the window, and the other party threw in a pocket camera, walked to the other side, opened the car door and sat down.

Gin snorted coldly, and Vodka immediately started the car and drove towards the nearest safe house.

The camera only had a few minutes of footage, but it captured everything that happened in the auditorium, especially the bite scars on the palms.

Gin said nothing with a gloomy face, this piece of ancient jade was found from India with absinthe, and I heard that there was a little ghost in it, who was artificially raised, and had to drink human blood and eat human flesh all year round, of course, he never believed it.

"The owners of this piece of ancient jade all died violently without exception, although I don't believe that there are any imps in it, but judging from the current situation, it seems to be true."

Belmode skillfully took out the lady's cigarette from her handbag, lit it and took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, the car became smoky, covering her somewhat bitter look.

The vodka driving in front of him had an emergency brake, he seemed to have heard a supernatural event, and the eldest brother didn't explain it clearly before the mission, and he knew that this was the case, so he should go to a nearby shrine to ask for a guard.

"Vodka"

Gin roared, the camera almost hit his forehead, and now it's so wasted that he can't even drive the car?

Belmode chuckled, took the headset off her ear, and handed it to Gin.

"Those three rookies are still in the auditorium, and you'll take care of the rest, Gin."

The car was back on the road, Gin took out his mobile phone and started sending emails, Absinthe also installed other cameras in the venue, since the three of them were still inside, just to recycle the memory card, the organization lacked research videos, the last incident was only verbal information, they did not see the real thing.

The rookie trio had been kicked out of the auditorium at this time, and they were staying outside with nothing to do, except for the people in the auditorium who secretly left, there were still so many tourists outside, and the number of people did not decrease at all.

"This way, please."

Kazami Yuya led Mochizuki to the auditorium, the auditorium has been closed, and Suzuki Jiroyoshi has also been forcibly taken out, what is it like now, no one knows, but the temperature detection system has been abnormal, according to the information from the last time, this kind of thing runs out, and the body temperature around it will drop significantly, and the situation is already very serious.

"What is it?"

Since the last time they were seen by Officer Twilight, Mochizuki knew that something like this would happen, and she didn't reject it, but was there already a ghost so arrogant in broad daylight?

"It's an ancient jade piece that the Suzuki Foundation showed today, it's quite old, and the appraiser doesn't know what was dripping on it, and all of a sudden it's like this."

Kazami Yuya pointed to the red carpet on the ground, there was obviously a darker color, after the door was opened, the mist shrank inside, Mochizuki raised his eyebrows, there was a little ghost inside, who was snorting his fingers, licking the blood on his mouth and laughing.

Mochizuki raised his feet and walked inside, and Suzuki Jiroyoshi, who was stopped aside, burst out with amazing combat effectiveness, pushed away the police officers around him and followed, Kazami Yuya was also startled, and hurriedly rushed up.

The trio who were waiting at the door also ran in, and before the police could react, they thoughtfully closed the door of the auditorium and locked it from the inside.

It's not scary to watch the excitement, but it's a problem to watch the excitement if you don't want to die, Mochizuki is really incomprehensible to these people's brain circuits, how far she must have run when she encountered this situation before, which looks like they are simply perverted.

"Is it delicious?"

Mochizuki said hello to the little ghost floating above the display stand, he looked cute and loving, but his heart was so black, he bit three fingers in one bite, fortunately it couldn't leave the range of the fog, otherwise the people here would probably die.

"I'm hungry."

The imp stretched out his white chubby hand, as if trying to run out of the fog.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The irascible old man Suzuki Jiroji looked at Mochizuki with a confused expression, and then looked at the police standing on the side, what is this going on!

Mochizuki looked at the wealthy old man Suzuki, and a perfect idea came to mind.

Every time she is engaged in voluntary labor, she doesn't even have the money to buy some good things, and if she continues like this, even her blood will be spilled, such a rich person, it's not too much to give me a little handling fee!

Coughing slightly, Mochizuki took out a fan and pulled it at his fingers, and then waved it at the few people standing behind him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang only felt a chill in his eyebrows, and before his fingers could touch it, he saw the blood beads between his companion's eyebrows, and several people were startled at the same time, looking at the woman in front of him.

The display stand, which was originally covered by fog, clearly appeared in front of him, and the strange children floating on it were also clearly visible.

Zhu Fu Jingguang and Amuro looked at the ground at the same time, and the child floating in the air did not leave any shadow on the ground, little ghost!

The two of them tried to restrain their emotions, and Zhu Xingda, who was standing next to him, did not have such a good cultivation, and his fingers had already touched the pistol hidden in his waist.

"What the hell is this?"

Jiroji Suzuki's face turned white with a brush, picked up the dog next to him, and prepared to run away at any time.

"Shh

Mochizuki gestured and looked at the old man who was holding on.

"If you don't want to die, stay away."

The fog suddenly grew larger, enveloping Mochizuki in it, and the imp disappeared from its original place.

Everyone's faces became ugly, and Kazami Yuya pulled Suzuki Jiroji behind him.

Everyone waited for it, only to see an ice-blue pillar of light flash, the mist was broken by a fan, the little ghost was nailed to the wall and dying, and the battle ended in less than 30 seconds.

Mochizuki pinched the trick with both hands, put the little ghost away, picked up the fan with his left hand and waved it at will, and the mist began to flow with the air current, slowly disappearing into the air.