Tokyo Ghost Diary

Different from the small town of Hokkaido where there is continuous heavy rain, the sky in Tokyo today can be said to be clear.

Even though the night is already dark, the bright white moon is still pouring down a waterfall of moonlight over the city's gorgeous neon lights, adding the most intense color to this quiet and brilliant night sky.

“Diwu, diwu, diwu—!!”

A series of sirens pierced the night sky, causing large ripples in the noisy urban area.

Among the dozen or so police cars driving wildly, there were several extremely fast motorcycles mixed in.

"Step aside!"

On the back seat of the leading Harley motorcycle, Kiryu Ruoha, wearing a white T-shirt and denim shorts, white knee-high socks and black and red AJs, hugged the waist of Asara Mingka, who was riding in front, with one hand, and held a A small speaker shouted to the crowd in front.

Everyone who heard her voice fell into a state of sleepwalking and efficiently made way for a passing road. Until the Harley disappeared at the end of the road with dozens of police cars and motorcycles, these pedestrians acted like one after another. After waking up from the dream, they looked at each other in confusion.

The high-speed motorcycle formed a relative motion with the air, and the fast flowing air caused Kiryu Ruoha's twin ponytails to fly.

Contrary to Asara Naika, who was about to turn the accelerator to the bottom and looked extremely anxious, Kiryu Ruoha's little face at this moment looked more confused than calm.

"Damn...but at this time..."

Although the sound of the air flow was very noisy, because of the noise-canceling headphones in his ears, Kiryu Ruoha still heard the murmur of Asana Mingxiang in front of him.

Of course she knew what this meant - ten minutes ago, in Tokyo's No. 3 Containment Area, a fierce ghost woke up and escaped.

If it is an ordinary evil ghost, then of course it is nothing. In the Tokyo metropolitan area alone, there are countless evil ghosts wandering around that have not been contained. Even if one escapes, it is just one more wandering evil ghost. But the problem The key is that the fierce ghost escaped from Containment Area No. 3.

There are a total of 4 asylums in Tokyo. In addition to being imprisoned in these asylums, they are extremely harmful former spiritual masters who have fallen into madness and lost themselves. They are also the carriers of evil ghosts.

From one to four, the detentions are divided according to the degree of danger. Those who can generally be admitted to the No. 3 shelter can definitely be called terrifying in terms of their degree of harm!

The danger level of the existence there is comparable to that of Nagano Nai Ghost School!

Fierce ghosts will not be killed easily, at least under normal circumstances, as long as their soul-carrying objects are not completely destroyed, no matter what kind of damage is caused to the ferocious ghosts, they will only fall into a deep sleep and will not completely dissipate.

So since it is a deep sleep, that means that the evil ghost in the carrier will eventually wake up.

——Of course no one would be stupid enough to propose destroying all the payloads, because that would be as stupid as proposing that all nuclear-armed countries destroy nuclear bombs and calling for the global destruction of all missiles.

And in the same way, nuclear power will leak, missiles will explode accidentally... It seems natural that the evil ghosts contained there will also wake up and escape like now.

Chasing a black shadow that ordinary people cannot catch with the naked eye, Asara Mingxiang said solemnly on the shared channel: "C-08 must be contained again in the shortest possible time. It is now at its weakest when it has just woken up. Once it Let it have sufficient recovery time, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Received!" A response immediately sounded from the public channel.

"..." Kiryu Ruoye was silent, looking up at the clear night sky.

......

Crash-!

The sound of rain lingered in the Japanese style filled with warm yellow lights. Together with the three Gen Hoshino who came with Ryoko, a total of eight people gathered around a low table at the moment.

There is a thin stack of poker cards on the table, eight of them are stacked together as there are people.

Among them are seven cards from a to 7, plus a k.

The rules of the game are that eight people draw lots from eight cards. The number drawn represents the number. The number cannot be told to others. The person who draws K is the king. He can call a number and order him to do anything. The person holding the corresponding number needs to follow the instructions.

It seems like it is just a game of pure luck...

however--

"Oh my, I'm so lucky. I got this in the first draw~" Asaba Shinichi held his cheek with one hand and showed the king card in his hand to others with his other hand. He said with a smile: "So Next, it’s my turn to give the order, right?”

Yusuke Takasugi was calm and composed, Gen Hoshino took it calmly, while the five-person group of college students sat upright, with varying degrees of nervousness in their expressions, and of course, excitement.

After all, just think about the kind of places where this kind of game usually appears... When playing this kind of game, ambiguous instructions such as "No. 1 kisses No. 2's face" and "No. 3 and No. 4 have a drink." Indispensable.

So unless there are special circumstances, most people who participate in this kind of game definitely come here for this ambiguity!

As a result, Asaha Shinichi showed a smile that could be called mean. At this moment, the area around the table was quiet. Apart from the sound of rain, there were only a few occasional swallowing sounds.

"Ha, trouble number three..."

Iwato, the tall and muscular boy across from him, sat upright suddenly, with a nervous look on his face and a hint of anticipation.

"Go to the front desk of the hotel and say the following to the old lady manager: Do you know where there is a ghost?"

"Ah?" Not only Iwato blinked in confusion, showing an expression of "What the hell is this order?", but also the other three girls and the man with gold glasses all showed doubts on their faces.

But Asaha Shinichi didn't care, he still said with a smile: "The king can let others do anything, and the person whose number is called cannot refuse. This is the rule of the game, right?"

Iwato opened his mouth, but no words came out. He shrugged helplessly, got up and left the room, probably to complete the order.

And a translucent white cat invisible to ordinary people followed quietly behind Iwato.

Not long after, Iwato came back. He sat back down and complained: "What kind of strange order is this? After I asked that sentence, the old woman kept staring at me, her eyes were dark, and she stared at me all over. Hairy.”

Hoshino Gen and Asabanobu glanced at Takasugi Yusuke, who nodded imperceptibly.

"Ah haha, after all, the question is indeed strange!" Asaba Shinichi said with a smile: "I just said it casually when my mind was hot. After all, the game has just started and the atmosphere has not become active yet~ Keep going."

The game continues, and the second person to become the king is Takasugi Yusuke.

He placed the K card in front of him, then took out a square piece of white cloth with a five-pointed star painted on it from his pocket, and said with a smile: "Please help No. 4 to post this on the road outside the hotel. No umbrellas or raincoats are allowed." oh."

The five college students looked at each other in confusion. Finally, the boy with gold-rimmed glasses sighed and stood up, took the white cloth and turned around to leave the room.

"Why do you feel like you are playing Dare? And your instructions are so strange. Are you doing some psychic experiment?" Ryoko asked Takasugi Yusuke with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Takasugi Yusuke smiled and nodded: "That's right, the three of us are all interested in supernatural stories and other things, otherwise we wouldn't have come here from Tokyo... wouldn't you?"

"Of course we are not!" Iwato, who was a little unhappy because of the inexplicable instruction just now, rolled his eyes and said: "Who is the wrong person to be interested in those scary things? We are here to accompany Saya to collect information. Bar."

"Materials?" Asaha Shinichi interrupted and asked with a smile: "I have heard you mention this word before, so is this Miss Saya doing supernatural creations?"

The petite girl named Saya with big black-framed eyes nodded shyly, but Ryoko looked at the three of them very proudly and said, "Do you know the book "Spirit Detective's Notes"?"

Takasugi Yusuke and Asaba Shinichi had puzzled looks on their faces, while Hoshino Gen looked at the girl named Saya with slight surprise: "Miss Saya is the author of "Spirit Detective's Notes"?"

"Hahaha, this handsome young man knows, yes, our Saya is the author of that super popular supernatural novel!" Ryoko laughed proudly, as if she was the one who wrote "The Notes of a Psychic Detective" .

At this time, the boy with gold-rimmed glasses just came back. He was a little wet, but maybe it was because he ran quickly to the road, threw down the piece of white cloth, and ran back quickly. His clothes were not too wet. Just do it.

And he obviously thought so too. He had no intention of changing clothes. He took the towel handed by the wavy girl Yuri and wiped his hair, then sat back in his original seat and said: "The order is completed, what were you talking about just now? .I heard Ryoko’s loud laughter outside.”

"Nothing, nothing, hurry up and continue the game. I don't believe it. I can't be the king today!" The atmosphere that was a little weird because of two consecutive strange instructions was restored because of the few chats just now.

But soon, the atmosphere on the field cooled down again——

Gen Hoshino showed the king card in his hand and said with a smile: "No. 7, please go and steal the scarecrow ornament on the bar."