"Reviews?"

An Ran tilted his head while cleaning the pots and pans.

"That's to say, on the 2oh forum, I've been updating a series of evaluation posts recently, and there have been a lot of replies, Xu Sang, don't you know?"

Sitting on the other side of the table, Jiro Sakata, who was wearing a long dark coat with yellow hair, sucked the ramen noodles from the bowl into his mouth and continued.

In the late afternoon cafeteria, there are naturally no other guests.

Jiro Sakata mostly works the night shift, and he often comes to Enron's side for a meal before going to work, and the same is true today.

In front of him was a bowl of Chinese-style beef ramen, of course, because the beef of Heguo was too expensive, so Enron replaced it with pork, anyway, Sakata Jiro didn't give money, so naturally Enron had the final say.

"I don't go to those forums much."

Enron said truthfully that as a young man in the 21st century, his exposure to the Internet is actually not low, but anonymous forums like 2oh generally have low content quality, and it may be an exaggeration to say that it is a, but it is not much better, and Enron does not have so much time to identify high-quality content.

"There is still some fun on 2oh occasionally, Xu Sang has time to take a look, now in our industry, we need to contact the Internet."

Jiro Sakata said, took out his mobile phone, operated it casually, and brought up a page, turned the phone around, and handed it to Enron.

Since there were no other customers in the store, An Ran wiped his hands with a towel and leaned over to take a look at the contents.

That's a post with a 2oh style layout.

"I'm going to find JK to spend the night today, and I'll give you a live broadcast of the whole process".

At first glance, this post looks like it's just an ordinary headline party water post, and you can't post ten posts in a minute.

But this post comes with a picture.

In the photo, it is a slightly chaotic room, and on a crumpled bed, the back of a young girl who seems to be wearing a sailor suit is sitting, looking delicate and slender, which is pitiful.

There are some slightly inappropriate content in the photos after that.,The reply at the bottom condemns the landlord for stealing the photo.,It's more to let the landlord hurry up.。

It's very real.

"It's scum."

Enron made such a comment.

"Indeed."

Jiro Sakata, who was sucking on ramen, nodded and brought up another post.

"And,This poster uses [Kabukicho JK Evaluation Guide] as the Id.,Several similar posts in a row.,Even at the bottom, every girl I meet, including figure.,Skills.,Looks and the like.,Heh,I'm really thinking of myself as an evaluator.。

An Ran looked at these posts in silence, not quite understanding the intention of Jiro Sakata to bring up these things.

Regardless of whether the poster's behavior touched the bottom line of crime, Enron is a soul exterminator, dealing with resentful spirits and monsters, and it is more appropriate to leave human affairs to the police.

"Well, the reason why I'm showing you this is because there have been several cases of disappearance and injury in Kabukicho recently, and I mentioned it to you before, most of them are women standing on the street, and there are also some gods who treat girls, and the association initially suspects that this may have something to do with weirdness."

Jiro Sakata saw Enron's doubts, and he gulped the pieces of meat from the ramen into his mouth, and continued.

"And the poster of this [Kabukicho JK Review Guide], you take a closer look at the photos in his sixth post."

He pointed to the same slender back figure in a simple sailor suit, sitting in a café, this photo was stolen by a mobile phone, and the perspective was not stable.

Well, a little familiar?

An Ran looked at it seriously and raised his eyes to Jiro Sakata.

"This is Nanami Hayakawa?"

After all, it was already a fateful relationship, and An Ran quickly recognized this woman.

"This post was posted at ...... Two weeks ago. ”

An Ran glanced at the editing time of the post, he solved the problem of Hayakawa Nanami a week ago, as for the time node two weeks ago, no matter how you look at Hayakawa Nanami, it should have become "that" look.

In other words, the poster should not theoretically have survived, let alone posted this fist-hugging review.

The most important thing is that the poster has maintained normal updates since then.

"If it was Nanami Hayakawa, this poster wouldn't have survived, but I just swiped a new review post and looked ahead, and I thought it was strange."

Jiro Sakata drank the last bit of noodle soup and put down his chopsticks.

"I should tell the boss about this when I go to the association later, maybe I can issue another commission, Xu Sang, I will reveal the news to you in advance."

"Thank you so much."

An Ran said unsurprisingly, and at the same time took away the dishes and chopsticks in front of Jiro Sakata.

He knew that Jiro Sakata meant that the person who posted the assessment was likely to be the culprit behind the recent spate of disappearances of women in Kabukicho, or at least the one involved.

After all, it is more or less problematic to face the already resentful Nanami Hayakawa without dying or reporting it.

In many cases, the soul slayer is not only faced with resentful spirits, but also human beings who have been bewitched by strange things and have signed illegal contracts with them, or degenerate and sinful soul slayers, if the fact that Hayakawa Nanami became a resentful spirit is really related to this poster, then Enron really needs to seriously investigate.

Don't get me wrong, Enron doesn't eat people.

"If I encounter a youkai or something, I should be able to eat it, right?"

An Ran couldn't help but swallow at the thought of maybe encountering youkai or something like that, ingredients he had never tasted before.

"Xu Sang, what you just said is very problematic."

Jiro Sakata reminded as he got up from his chair and reached for his pocket.

It wasn't a wallet that came out, but a sticky note.

"This is the information about the poster I asked an acquaintance to investigate, and I will use it as money for tonight's meal."

Enron took the note, on which are some account information that can only be obtained internally, relying on this information, it will take about two or three days to find the poster.

I'm really curious what Jiro Sakata's acquaintance does.

But......

"No need, I already know where this man is."

An Ran put down the note of the note and said in a steady voice.

“？”

A question mark popped up on Jiro Sakata's head.

He originally thought that he had investigated in detail, but Enron seemed to know where that person's water meter was.

If it weren't for the fact that Enron wouldn't lie about this kind of thing, Sakata Jiro might have thought that Enron would have started investigating this matter a long time ago.

"Look at the second post."

Enron asked Jiro Sakata to bring up the poster's second review post and flipped to one of the indescribable photos of the two of them.

His expression did not change in the slightest, and An Ran pointed to one of the corners of the photo.

There was the poster's messy table, with a paper bag, and leftover lunch boxes.

"This is a box of soy sauce yakitori bento from a well-known but well-known yakitori restaurant in Shinjuku District, which is only two kilometers away from delivery, which is quite stingy, and by the way, the best thing in his house is the grilled chicken skewers with green onions."

Switching to a post, Enron pointed to the discarded lunch box in the trash can in the corner of the indescribable picture.

"This is also a Daifuku box at a dessert shop near Nakano Sakagami Station, so I don't like it very much because the taste is too sweet, but it is highly rated among housewives."

After another post, Enron pulled down the photo and pointed out the bowl next to the computer to Jiro Sakata.

"It's a tableware delivery from a ramen shop in Nakano Ward, and since the owner delivers it himself, he usually only delivers orders from nearby shopping streets, and his tonkotsu ramen is the best I've ever had in Tokyo."

In this way, Enron described the source and evaluation of the food that the poster ate during each evaluation.

In the end, he returned the phone to Jiro Sakata.

"Combined with the takeaway delivery range of these stores, as well as the path that this guy may buy in the store, it is easy to deduce that his family lives near Nakano Sakagami, which should be this apartment building, and judging by the house type in the photo, lighting, and the scenery outside the window, it should be a house on the west side of the tenth floor."

An Ran took out his mobile phone, clicked on a photo of a high-end apartment, and looked at Jiro Sakata.

“？”

Jiro Sakata was stunned for a moment.

"Now in our industry, we need to have more contact with the Internet."

The owner of the late-night cafeteria said sincerely.