DIO Magic House Investigation Report

Human beings have a high tolerance for pain, but there is a kind of pain that is absolutely unbearable-that is the severe abdominal pain when you want to have diarrhea.

The effects of the cards I draw are random, all kinds of weird effects.Can be attached to anyone, even yourself.

In fact, there is a certain probability that positive effects can be drawn, but this probability is only about 5%, which is very low.In addition, my own luck is not very good, I have never won the Mark Six lottery, and the 〇 machine is also a mess, so unless necessary, I usually only use it on the enemy.

The most important thing is that the effect of negative influence is continuous and cannot be removed. It can only disappear automatically after the time is up, or draw a new card to cover the original effect.It's a pity that they can't be superimposed, otherwise I would already be the strongest mutant now.

The card he drew was Temperance—a gift called Bessib.

The effect is...forced excretion.

The serial killer with the deformed hand crouched in the grass, cursing and whining.But soon he didn't even have the strength to howl, and he fell into a state of unconsciousness, and began to cry bitterly and beg me for mercy, begging me to let him go.

So I took out the picture of the banker's fiancée and showed him a glance from afar.

"Have you seen her?"

"Who is this? I've never seen this woman before!"

His whole body was drenched in cold sweat, he squatted on the ground and growled in pain, "It's true! I don't have to lie to you! I remember every woman I killed, but if I haven't seen this one, I haven't seen it! I'm telling you It doesn't matter! Who are you? What is the purpose of your coming here? Quickly release your ability! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die!"

"Really?"

I narrowed my eyes and gave him a distrustful look, then took out the pendulum from my pocket to confirm the authenticity of what he said.

He really had nothing to do with the disappearance of the banker's fiancée...not him.

So it's just a coincidence that I'm being stalked?

"Then why are you stalking me? How do you choose your prey?" I asked, frowning.

This guy wasted my time, and my emotions, and made me think I could close the case tonight.

"I just happened to see you in the market! Because you look just like me!"

The man yelled in pain, "Damn it! Who knew it would happen! Just let me go! I can act as if nothing happened! Alas... Alas..."

...It seems that there is nothing useful to ask.

I always feel that there seems to be a strange connection between these things, but my divination results show that the murderer is not lying.He had completely given up his dignity as a human being in the bushes, and he was crying and crying, unable to get rid of the terrible abdominal pain, but as a punishment for such a person, it was far from enough.

Want to pretend nothing happened?This is obviously impossible.

So without hesitation... I chose to call the police.

……

The Egyptian police dispatched the police very quickly, but as a whistleblower, I didn’t want to get into trouble, and it would waste a lot of time to be taken for questioning, and it was not easy to get out.So I was relieved when I hid under the corner and watched the police arrest the guy who was squatting in the bushes with diarrhea and couldn't move.

Although the ability of forced diarrhea is not the most dangerous of all card effects, it is the debuff that can make people lose face the most and lose combat effectiveness the fastest. This guy probably won't be able to recover for several days...

Since it's not my target, I'll leave the rest to the police.

I flung the scarf down the back of my neck and turned away from the crime scene.

When we got back to the homestay, it was nearly twelve o'clock.

As it was raining a bit, I wanted to ask Darby, the manager, if I could use the bathroom.But I don't know if it was too late and everyone went to bed. There was no one in the hall, only an old woman in a large robe with gray hair and a cane, looking around anxiously.

"Why aren't you here... Wait, are you?"

The old lady who was walking around in the hall showed a little surprise when she noticed me coming in through the gate.

"How could you just enter Master Dio's mansion?"

The old woman's voice became severe in an instant, and she looked at me angrily, as if I was an intruder.

The owner here is called DIO?

I couldn't help being taken aback, because when I was investigating, I found out that the owner of this mansion was an Arab named Mohammed.No criminal record, nor any characteristics. DIO means god in Italian. I'm not sure if the owner really called this name, or it is a reference to worship.

In short, I suppressed the curiosity in my heart and calmly answered the old woman in front of me.

"I booked a homestay with Mr. Daniel J. Darby online. I will stay here for about a week. Are you the owner of this mansion?"

"What? B&B booked online?"

The old lady was stunned when she heard what I said. She seemed to have thought about the meaning of this sentence for a long time, and then she suddenly turned her head away and began to murmur angrily, "That idiot Darby dared to do this... Forget it, this way It's also good..."

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, nothing, you are a tenant here, right?"

When the old woman turned her head, she quickly put on a kindly smiling face, looked at me kindly and said, "I am a friend of the owner of this mansion...you can call me Granny Enya, sometimes I will be in the market Divination for people, hehe, I am waiting for my son here now, he seems to be late..."

"I'm looking for Mr. Darby, have you seen him?"

This old lady doesn't seem to welcome my arrival, but maybe it's because she is also a fortune-teller. I can't feel anything about her. I'm not interested in her personal affairs, because I'm wet and uncomfortable after being drenched in the rain. I need to discuss using the bathroom with Darby.

It's almost midnight, and it doesn't look like there are other men here, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to take a bath, right?

"Darby? Oh, he should be at the owner of the mansion. If you need anything, it's the same with my Granny Enya, young girl."

The old lady tucked her hands into her long sleeves and said with a smile on her face.I pointed to my wet skirt, looked down at her and said, "I just got caught in the rain outside and wanted to take a shower, but Mr. Darby said that you are not allowed to use the bathroom after eight o'clock, so I want to ask him to apply .”

"What's the problem, you want to use the bathroom, right? The owner here should still be enjoying his dinner, and there will be a while before he finishes eating. During this period, no one will use the bathroom."

Granny Enya smiled understandingly and said, "It's not good to catch a cold, go wash it up, and I'll take care of it for you, Granny."

... so late for dinner?I muttered secretly in my heart.But not being nosy is the most important thing to keep yourself from getting involved in trouble, so I thanked my mother-in-law without asking any questions.

"Thank you so much for that."

"Where, where, go quickly."

I quickly ran back to the second floor and opened my room with the key.

The piece of paper stuck by me behind the door is still in its original state, and the dust has not been dragged. It seems that no one sneaked in while I was away.

After confirming the status of the room, I put the things I bought into the suitcase, then took the washbasin, towels, and a change of clothes, and ran downstairs in slippers.

Granny Enya was unexpectedly considerate, she was still waiting for me in the distance.Seeing me appear, she nodded with a smile, and led me to the door of the bathroom, smiling kindly, "Go, go, I don't think anyone else will come by this time. Wash yourself slowly , I continued to wait for my son in the hall, alas, I don’t know if something caught his attention on the way, poor little one, he was late for too long..."

"Okay, I hope you wait until your son."

After expressing my thanks to the old woman, I hurried into the bathroom.

It's troublesome without a door lock, but it seems that no one will come to the bathroom at this time.This homestay is especially like a haunted house in the middle of the night, it is so quiet that there is no movement at all, and the light in the bathroom is also very dim. When I entered, I almost slipped and fell into the pool.I suspect that even if a man came to take a bath at this time, he would not be able to see anything clearly in this light.

However, compared to the slightly gloomy atmosphere, the soup pool looks like a Japanese-style hot spring. The water temperature is just right, and there are rocks in the middle. It feels like you can swim in it.Of course, swimming in the bathhouse is a very unqualified behavior. I just plan to take a good bath, then go back to sleep, and see if I can enter the dream and meditate.

After shampooing my hair and cleaning my body in the bath, there was still no sign of anyone.It feels a bit wasteful that such a large bathtub is not used by anyone. I plan to soak for a few minutes before getting up, so that I can fall asleep faster at night.But at this moment, some movement was suddenly heard at the door.

someone came in?

I was taken aback for a moment, turned my back subconsciously, and shrunk myself into the water, trying to reduce my sense of existence as much as possible.

Why didn't that old woman come to remind me?She said she would look after it for me... In the end, people came in!

I was a little bit dissatisfied, thinking that I really shouldn't have any expectations of strangers.But now it's better to play dumb and leave after the other person finishes taking a shower, or if the other person is a gentleman and finds a woman in the bathroom, he will also withdraw.

But the other party didn't seem very gentlemanly. The movement behind him seemed to mean that the other party not only didn't leave, but also entered the water majestically, and washed his body directly not far from me.

The sound of the water was so loud that it was impossible for him not to notice that there was a woman in the pool, but he didn't approach me, and it didn't look like he was trying to take advantage of me.So maybe it's just pure indifference...

My intuition told me that it would be dangerous to approach the other person, but the lack of warning meant that as long as I ignored it and there was no conflict, it would be fine.

The best thing to do is to wait until he gets out of the shower and leave.But I remembered Granny Enya's words, if you come to the bathroom at this time, it is probably the owner of the mansion himself.

What kind of person would that be?

I am very concerned about this matter, the owner of the mansion is a key person, this is an opportunity, so I looked back very cautiously.

Under the dim light, what I saw was a tall, fit and extremely beautiful blond man.Drops of water slid down his steel-like abs, and the water in the bathroom was quite clear, but what I saw accidentally caught me in shock.