[Comprehensive] I'm in Yokohama as a soul-saver

Is it really haunted.

At the beginning, Temu Daihui stayed in the house for several nights, and nothing strange happened. He felt that the haunted rumors were spread by word of mouth and exaggerated.

Until one day, when he came to check the house, he found a pair of bloody handprints in the corner of the wall.

No.20 Chapter Nine

"Is it an adult or a child?"

"Ah?" Temu Daiki was stunned for a moment when his narration was interrupted.

"I mean the bloody handprint, is it an adult's or a child's?" I repeated the question.

"It should be an adult's." Temu Daihui spread his hand and gestured, "I didn't compare it carefully, but it should be smaller than my hand."

"Okay, please continue." I folded my hands tactically and leaned back, signaling the client to continue.

"Then just last night, I was sleeping in the master bedroom of that house. I heard the sound of something being dragged in the middle of the night. I didn't dare to go out to look at it. When I woke up in the morning, the bloody handprint had disappeared, but On the shoe I put at the door, there is a new bloody handprint..."

Tiemu Daihui said as if he had returned to the scene at that time, his pupils shrank because of fear, he swallowed his saliva, took a sip of the cool white tea I poured to him, and barely suppressed his fear, "They must have been eyeing me I don't know what to do, do you have any idea..."

"They?" Dazai asked softly.

"The ghosts in that house, they, they kill people!"

I exchanged a glance with Dazai—in fact, I just accidentally met his gaze, and I didn't understand what his eyes expressed, but there should be something.After staring at each other, I calmly turned my gaze to Temu Daiki, "Mr. Temu, this entrustment has been taken over by Wanshiwu."

"Please..." Teki Daiki breathed a sigh of relief.

"For the sake of convenience, we need the key to that house, Mr. Tiemu, have you brought it?"

"Bring it!" Temu Daihui hastily took out a key from his pocket and handed it to me.

"Actually, you don't need a key." Dazai muttered in a voice that only he and I could hear.

I pretended I didn't hear it, and said to the client with a smile, "Then Mr. Tiemu just needs to wait for the news, and we will notify you when it is resolved."

……

After seeing off the client, I pushed the note with the address on to Dazai, and pia collapsed back on the recliner, "Alright, let's start thinking, Dazai!"

"Mochizuki-san, shouldn't we discuss this together?" Dazai looked at the note, then at me, and refused.

"You just need to use your brain, I trust your judgment!" I waved my hand casually, and entrusted him with great responsibilities unreasonably and confidently, "I am someone who can use his brain and doesn't want to use his brain. Tired—you see that your little brain is so smart, you can completely think with me, so you should use it more, right?"

"I don't think this is right, Mochizuki-san, you are the boss, how can the boss not use his brain?" Dazai argued hard.

"The boss is thinking about what the employees eat?" I asked shamelessly.

"...Oh." Dazai was speechless, sitting on the sofa with his cheeks puffed up into a steamed bun, and flipping through the map according to the address on the note.

I was happily lying on the recliner and swiping Tiktok. As I swiped, I received a message from a kid in Putian.

[Taki-san, have you already received that haunted commission? To Putian Play]

I sent him a [received] message back.

The Putian kid replied almost instantly [Then Longsang, when are you going to visit that house? ]

The exuberant curiosity of the Putian kid made me laugh. After laughing, I thought about it and sent him a message, [Putian kid, if I remember correctly, it should be class time now, right? ]

Today is Sunday.

As soon as the phrase [class time] came out, the Putian children were as quiet as a chicken, and no news was sent.

I continue to brush Tiktok with peace of mind.

"I see!" Dazai, who was researching the address, suddenly called out, holding the small piece of paper, turned to me and said, "Mochizuki-san, have you heard of Sadako? I found out that the house was there a long time ago." As for the murder case, I think there must be a beautiful female ghost who died tragically in that house, we can find an onmyoji to solve it~"

My gaze moved from the phone to Dazai's face, staring at it for a long time, I slowly said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Of course not, Mochizuki-sang is brilliant!"

"That means you are stupid." I was flattered, I was not moved at all, and I even wanted to sigh... No, don't think about it, I have already sighed, "Forget it, let's go to that house at night Take a look, squat down on the 'ghost', as long as you catch the ghost, everything will be clear."

To be honest, if it was really a ghost, it would be easier to deal with, the evil spirits would be killed, and the normal undead would be brought back to Fume Town, the arrangement was clear.

It's just... I reckon that this haunted place isn't really a ghost.

People are sometimes more troublesome than ghosts.

"Evening?" Dazai rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, I haven't figured out what to have for dinner yet."

It's not even lunch time yet.

This time I held back, I didn't complain, I turned around and turned on the computer to play games.

……

Going to a haunted house for a ghost that only appears at midnight not only means that I will not go back to Fumecho today, but also means that I will stay up late again today.

Calculated in this way, I have stayed up late for two consecutive days. Although my body can withstand it, I am really afraid that my hair will not be able to withstand it!

I raised my hand to touch my hair and felt that the hair was still thick. I was slightly relieved and turned my gaze to the quiet house not far away, waiting patiently.

The buildings around this house were not crowded, and even the nearest neighbors were more than 50 meters away. After the lights of the houses next to me were turned off, I dragged Dazai around to the side of this house.

"Go to the window." I said in a low voice.

Although I asked for a key, I never planned to go through the main entrance.

"Mochizuki-san, wait a minute." Dazai stopped me who was about to tear down the window, made a stop gesture, then took out a long and thin iron wire from his pocket, and stretched it through the gap in the window, Knowing how he operated it, he pushed the lock on the inside of the window in a few clicks.

"Okay~" He put away the wire and pushed open the window, crawled in quickly, and then beckoned me to climb up at the window. In the night, I could vaguely see the arc of the corner of his mouth.

Too arrogant.

Good at picking locks or something, so isn't this guy just talking nonsense?

I turned over from the window neatly and entered. After I entered, Dazai quickly closed and locked the window again, and the cooperation was surprisingly tacit.

"Go, go upstairs."

Compared with the first floor, the second floor is obviously more convenient to observe and not easy to be found.

Of course, the ghost said otherwise.

But I've made sure that this haunted house isn't haunted by ghosts.If it's really a ghost, as a soul suppressor, I can feel its presence when I get close to this house.

"It's half an hour before midnight, wait patiently." Dazai and I squatted in a room, and I randomly found a lower chair to sit on, observing the room through the faint light of the phone screen.

"Is there any special significance to the time of midnight? It seems that ghosts in ghost movies like to appear at this time—" Dazai squatted beside me and asked in a low voice.

"Then why don't you say that the time of encountering a demon is also very special." I asked back.

Midnight has no special meaning at all, and it is also added by various film and television novels.Let me tell you, in Fume Town, at midnight, the undead who don't need to sleep at all are already lying on the bed and sleeping, even the evil spirits don't work overtime at this time, who would come out at this time Take a stroll.

"The legends about monsters are mainly related to monsters. It seems that most ghosts come out at midnight, unless they are particularly powerful..."

"Dazai, there are no ghosts in the world. It has been several years now. You must be firm in materialism and believe in science." I said this without blinking my eyes.

Dazai blinked, "Does Mochizuki-san know about supernatural powers? How can you explain this with science?"

"What ability? I don't know anything. Have you watched JUMP too much? Why don't you miss your ability Chakra and personality?" , as long as you don’t graduate from secondary school, you can have everything.”

"Oh... Actually, I'm a person with supernatural powers." Dazai said casually in the same tone as mine.

"Then is your ability powerful?"

"My supernatural ability is that other supernatural abilities will be invalidated once I touch it."

I pondered for a while, and felt that he had a lot of ideas, "Isn't this the same as Kamijou Touma and Aizawa Shouta, yes, Dazai, standard for the protagonist group."

"It's just that you can't be a hero in general." I added another sentence.

"Huh? Why is this—"

"However, the popularity may be unexpectedly high. You have to believe in your own charm. It's cute to set up a person like you who loves to make trouble."

"Okay, then I'll work harder~"

Just when we were chatting without a word, there was a muffled noise from outside the room, and the two of us stopped talking immediately.

After this little noise, as the client said, there was the sound of something being dragged outside the room soon.I listened for a while, then gently pushed the open door open.