Chapter 27 XX File

["Okay, let's not waste time, bring that person over." Hongyin said with a smile, but there was anxiety deep in his eyes. Qingzhi's words made him nervous. He's obviously afriad ..What are you afraid of? ]

  Shinji Kanbara looked at the plot generated by the text in the notepad, and he was not surprised.

  The sub-page of Hell Girl will naturally record the stories of people who contacted Hell Girl.

  But just now, the student named Eguchi Rikuto had been taken to the Metropolitan Police Department.

There was not even an interrogation, and he was put directly into the detention room.

  And when Eguchi Rikuto stayed in one place for a long time without moving and no stories happened, the notepad would no longer record it.

  But the story continues now because the scarecrow belonging to Rikuto Eguchi is held in the hands of a woman named Koike Nemo.

  This also happened a few days ago. A student was in class at school and sat in a chair for a long time. After no story happened, Notepad stopped generating text.

  Because the student forgot to bring the scarecrow with him, the perspective of the story is focused on the scarecrow.

  Notepad will only stop generating text if there is no storyline happening next to the scarecrow.

  Previously, Shinji Kanbara felt that this function was very powerful, and he even studied whether he could use Notepad to monitor the situation in various regions.

It's a pity that the idea is too beautiful.

  The text generated on the sub-page of the notebook is always related to the person who is encountering the urban legend, which is uncontrollable.

  Moreover, the text generation of sub-pages will only record language and emotions, but cannot present the thoughts in the heart.

  But even so, in Shinji Kanbara's opinion, the function of notepad is powerful enough.

  When "Sight in the Crack" was used to generate sub-pages, he felt that the generated story was too depressing, so he only read a few pages.

  But the current situation made him know that he might have to pay closer attention to these stories in the future. It's hard to say, but important information is revealed.

Just like now...

  he has been speculating on whether there are extraordinary existences in this world.

  Now he was sure in his heart that there was indeed a transcendent existence.

  Because in the conversation between these people just now, they talked about spiritual power and special classes. But the details are not detailed, because all these people's attention is focused on this weird incident of Hell Girl.

  This made Shinji Kanbara feel a little nervous. Could these people destroy the Hell Girl?

  He was thinking, but his eyes were still on the story on this page.

  Shinjuku Ward, Linjing Community.

  As Hongyin spoke, members of the Metropolitan Police Department outside quickly brought a middle-aged man in.

As soon as he entered the door and saw Hongyin, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of anger, and his eyes were bloodshot and red with strong resentment.

  Qingzhi looked at the other person up and down and asked strangely, "An ordinary person hates you so much? What did you do?"

  "I killed his son." Hongyin yawned, "You said he didn't hate me Who do you hate?"

  Xiao Chiyin looked at the other person in surprise.

  However, Xiao Shu Takuya didn't have any emotions, and he obviously understood the situation.

  "Weird incident?" Qingzhi was not in a hurry at this time. He knew Hongyin, and this guy would not attack ordinary people for no reason, so he asked directly.

  Not out of curiosity, but to get some information.

Maybe he will encounter it in the future. If he has enough information, he or his assistant will not need to try and make mistakes.

  After all, every trial and error carries the risk of death.

  Hongyin scratched his head, but did not hide anything. He said bluntly, "I went out shopping at that time, and then I felt a weak breath attached to the students. You also know that when I first joined the special class, I was very interested in weird things it's very hateful."

  Upon hearing this, Qingzhi nodded.

  Hongyin's parents died at the hands of the Weird, but the other party was able to escape because he was lucky enough.

  Therefore, at that time, Hongyin was not the cheerful and annoying person he is now. At that time, the other party was still very gloomy.

  Almost as soon as a strange incident occurred, the other party volunteered to investigate. At that time, Hongyin was still clamoring to eliminate the weird and innocent people in the world.

Now... after suffering a strange beating, he no longer has such unrealistic thoughts.

  From then on, when the special class discovered something strange and wanted to find the other party to investigate, Hongyin had countless reasons to shirk it.

  If it hadn't been for this weird incident, it was his turn according to the turn, and if he didn't come, he probably wouldn't even bother to come and investigate.

  Qingzhi didn't speak, she motioned to Hongyin to continue.

  "I followed that student to his home. Then he was discovered, and I killed him." When Hongyin said this, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes. Even now, he doesn't understand what the weird thing is, "Death Before, that student yelled 'He's been discovered' and died. "

  To be honest, thinking about it now, Hongyin still admires himself at that time.

  If you encounter something weird, just jump on it.

  investigation? What the hell is that! That's it.

"As for what the weirdness was, I don't know. After the student died, the weirdness disappeared. If you want to know, you can go to the special class to check the information yourself. Maybe the weirdness has been investigated clearly."

  "But. I discovered that the student died a long time ago.

  "You're the one who killed my son." The middle-aged man stared at Hongyin with a ferocious look on his face, "You're a murderer." Murderer, executioner!"

  Hongyin didn't defend himself, but sneered, "Yes, I killed your son. Now... I'll give you a chance to take revenge. Did you see that the website above is Hell Communications? Write my name on it and I will go to hell."

  "You finally admitted it!" The middle-aged man was so excited that the two police officers almost couldn't hold him back. He cursed loudly, "You worms and scum, he has admitted it, why don't you arrest him?"

  The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

"You guys go out first." Hongyin waved his hand.

  Qingzhi took the still confused Koikeyin and went out directly. Koshu Takuya followed, and the two men from the Metropolitan Police Department hesitated for a while before letting go of the middle-aged man.

  "Huh? Are we going to come out too?" After going out, Xiao Chiyin asked in confusion.

  "There is a weird item in the special class." Qingzhi said calmly, "That item is called a death file. As long as you prepare a photo and fill in your name and height, you can kill someone instantly."

  "So, whether it's me or Hong Yin, we usually use code names. Our real names belong to the highest authority, and no one except the head of the special department is allowed to check them. "

"What about...the person just now?"

  The person Xiaochiyin mentioned is naturally referring to it. He was the middle-aged man just now. After all, the name of the resentful person needs to be entered in the hell communication.

  Qing Pheasant said nothing.

  Seeing this, Xiaochiyin felt a chill in his heart.

  After all, she had just joined the special class and had only been Aoki's assistant for a few days. There is still a soft and unbearable place in the heart. This is not the Holy Mother, but the goodness deep in the human heart.

On the other hand, Koju Takuya next to him adjusted his glasses and glanced at Koike Nei.

  He slowly said, "Mr. Ueki has been suffering from mental problems since his son's death. He drinks to relieve his sorrows and causes trouble all day long. He also beats and kicks his wife when he comes home, so..."

  Koike Yin glanced at the other party. , she knew Assistant Xiaoshu was comforting herself.

  It's just that... this comfort is better than not speaking.