After the failure of the strongest unrequited love, I decided to cut the love and testify

The distance between Tokyo and Saitama is not far, less than an hour by subway.

But this time, it was a mission after all, and there was a special car to pick them up. Gojo Satoru and Kanto Rin arrived at the school gate on time early in the morning, and looked at the assistant supervisor standing by the car waiting for them.

"Long time no see, Ms. Kawakami," Kawakami Rin paused, and smiled politely at her, "Are you in charge of being the assistant supervisor again this time?"

"...Haha, yes," Kawakami wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly glanced at Gojo Satoru, his mood seemed to be very nervous, and he was a little absent-minded even when he exchanged pleasantries with Rin Kamitari, "Since the Mihua Park incident, I haven't seen Shendu-san again."

"Huh? Don't you know?" Shendu Rin rubbed his chin with his knuckles, a little puzzled, "Because of the last incident, I was approved by the high-level for a period of vacation, and I didn't have it before. A mission is needed."

"Oh, oh, yes! I'm so sorry, I forgot it for a while!" Kawakami was stunned, as if he had just recovered, with an awkward smile on his lips, and he continued, "Now it seems that Shendu The classmate has recuperated, right?"

Gojo Satoru stood beside Rin Kanto, staring at the young assistant supervisor, narrowed his eyes slightly, and remained silent.

"Yes, you can accept the task normally now." Shendu Rin nodded in response, and his gaze fell on the other party a little bit inquiringly, but like Gojo Satoru, he didn't say anything after all, and started to get down to business, " Please, please provide some basic information about this mission."

"..."

According to the procedure, in order to save time, the assistant supervisor should ask them to get in the car and talk in detail on the road; but Kawakami was strangely silent for a while, an imperceptible tangle flashed in his eyes, and his arms holding the file folder tightened slightly , as if he had made up his mind, he opened his mouth and said:

"This mission—"

"Kawakami, what are you delaying?"

A voice sounded suddenly, Wutiao and Shendu subconsciously looked up, and found a middle-aged man getting out of the driver's seat, slowly looking towards them.

His eyes swept over Kawakami whose body suddenly stiffened, and after a moment of inexplicable pause, he finally settled on the two students, and a simple and honest smile appeared on the corner of his mouth immediately.

"It's getting late now, and the distance is far away, why don't you all talk in detail in the car?"

"...The victim this time was a male office worker. He usually acts low-key and cautious, and has a good personality. He has a good reputation in the company. He has never had any conflicts with anyone, but he was brutally killed in his own home."

Kawakami was sitting in the co-pilot without turning his head. He was probably reading the mission information in his hand, only to hear her flat and calm voice, like a mechanical female voice.

"His death was very tragic, with wounds all over his body. Several arteries in his wrists, neck, and thighs were deeply cut by sharp instruments. The cause of death was blood loss in a short period of time. His remains were extremely painful and horrified;

Moreover, the scene of the crime was still in the bathroom, the blood almost filled half of the bathtub, and there were bloodstains left by the victim when he struggled on the walls... I heard that the scene was like shooting a horror movie, the scene was extremely Horror, many police officers in charge of the case were terrified. "

"So it was a burglary and murder?" Shendu Rin leaned on the seat, thoughtful, "It seems that no trace of homicide was found at the scene, but it's not like the victim committed suicide, so the police think it's related to a supernatural case. Only then contacted 'window' to investigate, and found that the spell power was filthy?"

"Well, student Shendu is right." Kawakami said, "Fortunately, the 'window' went in time, and the inspection found that the filth was a special-level incident, so the high-level officials preliminarily judged it as a special-level curse spirit murder."

The identity of the victim does not sound special. It is an ordinary office worker who lives alone, gets along well with colleagues in the company, and even belongs to the more popular type with high EQ. It does not seem to produce strong negative emotions...

So, is the current super-level spell spirit too idle, like killing people casually?

Shendu Rin frowned, feeling that this guess was not reliable.

The "half-body undead" in the carriageway take pleasure in killing people because they are influenced by the strange stories it rooted in; but those curses generated from negative emotions will not endanger human life at will, at most they will be attached to them , making people feel all kinds of discomfort.

However, it is not ruled out that the curse spirit has received some kind of stimulation——

"Has there been any abnormalities in the deceased's home recently? Or has he done anything special?"

Gojo Satoru, who had been silent all this time, raised his eyelids, and suddenly asked a question. His eyes met Kawakami who was scrutinizing him frequently in the rearview mirror, which made her tremble in fright, her mind went blank, and she didn't think to answer for a while.

Instead, the man in the driver's seat glanced at her, frowned slightly, and reprimanded severely: "Kawakami? What's wrong with you, you're always in a daze today, could it be that you're not in a good state?"

"Uh... no, I'm fine, I'm really sorry!" Kawakami suddenly came back to his senses, coughed twice, and immediately looked down at the information, trying to hide his panic.

The sound of paper rubbing against each other sounded, Gojo Satoru and Kanto Rin didn't urge them, they just exchanged glances tacitly, waiting quietly for Kawakami's answer.

"The recent abnormal situation... something special... ah, I found it!"

Kawakami tapped a certain line of text with his fingertips, and read quickly: "The police's survey of the victim's itinerary in the past month showed that, apart from commuting to and from work normally, and going out to buy daily necessities on rest days, he almost I haven’t traveled far; but the only time the victim went to the shrine alone to pay homage on the weekend before the incident happened, and bought an amulet before leaving, and stored it at home to protect the house—”

"Guardian?"

The key information was clearly laid out in front of him, and Shendu Rin immediately asked: "What kind of guard is it? Is there any record? Is it still at the victim's house?"

"Unfortunately, this royal guard has been taken away by the police as evidence, and it is currently stored in the police station. There is only one photo in the file."

Kawakami shook his head and answered, took out a photo from the file, and handed it to Rin Kawatari from the front seat.

Rin Kanto frowned, and took the photo.

This is a tightly wrapped boxed omamori. The cross-section is about the size of a mobile phone. The style does not look novel. It only has the words "Safe House" written on it. It is a souvenir that is often sold in shrines. .

But for some reason, when Shendu Rin stared at this photo carefully, he suddenly felt cold all over, as if swallowed by darkness, and an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart.

He squeezed the photo tightly, and looked sideways at Gojo Satoru, who came to look at him with him, and found that the latter's face was also downcast, and his eyes were thoughtful, so he was about to ask the senior what he meant.

However, before Shinto Rin could speak, the driver looked up at the rearview mirror and said, "Then, are you going to divert to the Saitama Police Station now?"

"No, take us to the scene of the crime first."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze and did not express his opinion on Omori for the time being. Instead, he signaled Rin Kanto to return the photo to Kawakami, while vetoing lazily, "If you want to extract evidence from the police station, you need to provide relevant ID documents to go through the process. , this matter can be handed over to your assistant supervisors, and you can contact us when you get it, don't waste time."

The driver fell silent and did not answer; Kawakami, the co-driver, took the photo and hurriedly said, "Okay, Mr. Gojo. But the crime scene has been sealed off now, and the two of you are not allowed to enter the victim's residence for the time being..."

"Let's take a walk outside first," Wujo Wu said with a half-smile, "Anyway, the curse spirit won't stay in the house waiting for us to come, right?"

The sarcasm in his words seems to be absent, and Kawakami couldn’t help breathing. After a long while, he smiled with difficulty, and said awkwardly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Gojo has a vision."

Kanto Rin who was listening did not speak, but folded his hands on his knees and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

——Miss Kawakami's attitude today is really strange.

……

It's not too far from Tokyo to Saitama County. According to Gojo Satoru's request, the car quickly stopped near a slightly dilapidated residential street.

The environment here is obviously not very good. The highest floors of each building are only four floors. The white outer walls are already covered with dust and dirt, and there are many dark green moss growing in the dark. The faint smell of garbage cans, just like an old street with a long history.

Kawakami was very polite, and got down first to open the back seat door.Gojo Satoru and Kanto Rin got out of the car respectively, and the latter smiled at the young woman beside him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Ms. Kawakami."

But Kawakami lowered his head, did not meet his eyes, and hurriedly replied: "You're welcome, I'll go to the police station now."

Shendu Rin nodded and didn't say much. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt his palms sinking. Someone stuffed something into his hand under the cover of the car door.

He froze for a moment, looked at Kawakami, but found that the other party didn't show any abnormality, he just said his words to Shinto Rin flatly, then turned and walked to the co-pilot's seat, as if he hadn't made such a weird move like stuffing a note at all. .

The car drove away quickly, leaving Shendu Rin and Gojo Satoru standing where they were.After the shadow of the watching car disappeared completely, Kanto Rin slowly raised his hand, and let go of his five fingers clenched into a fist, revealing what he was firmly holding in his palm.

It's a crumpled piece of paper.

"Huh? What is this?" Gojo Satoru leaned over and asked, tilting his head.

"Miss Kawakami just quietly handed it to me..."

Kanto Rin answered honestly, stretched out his hand to unfold the note, and looked at it with Gojo Satoru.

I saw only a few simple scribbled words written on it:

— "Be careful with the sutures."