[Comprehensive] I have a special case-solving skill

After getting on the train from Ekoda Station,

Sudden sleepiness caused Tsukimi Sakura to be so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

This feeling of drowsiness was strange, reminding her of a kind of monster she met in a commission before——

Dream-eating butterfly.

The cause was a commission from a client—the uncle of the classmate of the son of the mother of the friend of the aunt of her grandfather's neighbor.

This client is a model of the kind of person who reaches middle age with a successful career and a happy family.

But three months before he commissioned Grandpa,

Suddenly began to have all kinds of strange dreams, and no matter when and where, he would suddenly fall asleep.

Because it was serious enough to affect normal life, he found grandpa and her.

In line with the principle of the supremacy of science,

Tsukimi Sakura sincerely suggested at the time: "Uncle, do you want to go to the hospital for an examination first? This may also be narcolepsy."

"I've been to hospitals in Honshu, but I haven't found the cause yet."

The uncle has lost his shape because of his poor sleep.

After Grandpa saw him, a little bit of surprise appeared on that expressionless face all the year round:

"Is it a dream-eating butterfly? This is rare."

After the scale powder of this butterfly is inhaled by people, people will quickly fall into sleep and have all kinds of strange dreams.

Dream-eating butterflies will pick and eat 'delicious' dreams in these dreams.

Of course, only they know the standard of whether it is delicious or not.

The Dream-eating Butterfly is just a kind of little monster with an undeveloped mind.

However——in this situation, it is not ruled out that they have already opened their minds.

Tsukimi Sakura decisively chose to sleep on the tram seat for a while.

Since this unknown being wants to put passengers to sleep,

Then using spiritual power rashly is not as good as playing tricks.

When its purpose is revealed, is it a human or a ghost?

Know for yourself.

Tell Yuki and Yata to wake her up when they arrive at the station,

Tsukimi Sakura frowned and fell asleep.

"Classmate? Classmate? Please wake up?"

The timid female voice kept ringing in her ears, and she opened her eyes in a daze.

A girl in a black school uniform looked at her apologetically.

This school uniform is very Kansai-style, and Tsukimi Sakura suddenly thinks of Osaka Black Chicken.

Such!

Now is not the time to think about that!

Why wasn't it Yuki and Yata who woke her up?

Tsukimi Sakura tried to call them in her spiritual sense, but found out with horror——her spiritual sense was cut off.

Unable to spread outward, it can only circle around in the carriage of this tram.

To make matters worse, Yuki and Yata were gone.

"Classmate? Classmate? Are you okay?

There were only two of us on the tram, I was a little scared, so I woke you up..."

The girl in the black school uniform smiled apologetically and sat down slowly beside her.

"Also, my name is Lianxi, how about you?"

Tsukimi Sakura came back to her senses and found that it was pitch black outside the window.

I just slept for a while, how could it be dark?

It was noon when she got on the bus from Jianggutian!

"Ah, Renji-san, my name is Sakura. It's okay, thanks for waking me up. Do you know which station this train is going to? I seem to have taken the stop."

Renji is about the same age as Tsukimi Sakura,

Thick bangs covered more than half of her eyes, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

Tsukimi Sakura could only see her slowly raising her head, the corners of her upward mouth had already surpassed the curve of a normal person.

"This is Kisaragi Station."

The neck of the girl in the black skirt showed a strange bend, she smiled and stretched out her hand to Tsukimi Sakura:

"Those who come to Kisaragi Station will not be able to escape."

"Renji is so happy...someone is finally here to accompany me, please stay with me, Sakura—"

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

Is this the train bound for Kisaragi Station? !

She has been famous for this famous ghost talk for a long time.

Some people say that this is a ghost station that has been abandoned for a long time, and some people say that this is a station that connects to another world.

However, except for the girl Lian Mi who disappeared at the beginning, the content added later is more like a rough story, which is not credible.

Later, someone said that Lian Mi reappeared seven years later, claiming that she had gone to a parallel world.

Ultimately, there is no verifiable truth.

Regardless of whether Ren Mi reappeared after seven years, Tsukimi Sakura is now very willing to believe that the girl in front of her who seems to be decapitated is Ren Mi! ! !

Tsukimi Sakura quickly retreated, but is there any place to hide in the empty carriage?

This tram is very strange. If explained in terms of physics, the tram is like an independent 'field'.

In this 'field', her spiritual power is completely useless.

The spiritual power was shackled, and all shikigami including Yuki and Yata lost contact——

Only physical attacks!

She immediately removed the railing in the carriage and held it in her hand.

Although it is not as good as the holy sword of physics, it is better than no weapon at all!

Tsukimi Sakura is full of confidence and wants to use all of her deep fighting skills.

Wisps of black mist continuously drifted in through the cracks of the tram door, and gradually gathered around the girl who called herself Lian Mi.

"Come with me—"

The girl's head rolled to the ground as if it was overwhelmed.

The black mist followed the eyes of the head, and suddenly hit Tsukimi Sakura——

At the moment of loss of consciousness,

She clenched the railing unwillingly.

The railings were demolished in vain!

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"If you don't open your mouth, I can only insert a gastric tube for you."

One hand tightly strangled her throat,

The sense of crisis on the verge of suffocation crazily reminds Tsukimi Sakura: Wake up!

"cough………"

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and in front of her was a middle-aged man in a white study uniform, with one hand tightly clutching her throat.

"Bronx, don't kill her."

The gloomy old man with a blank left eye glanced at her casually:

"As you know, this is the only experimental subject that did not show any rejection."

"Yes, Mr. Rum, but she really doesn't know what to do. When I came back, she had been on a hunger strike for 72 hours."

"Then insert a gastric tube, infuse nutrient solution, and keep her alive."

The old man called Rum was a little impatient: "You can't do such trivial things well, and the boss won't tolerate such a crap like you."

"Yes, Mr. Rum."

Bronx bowed his head respectfully until Rum's figure disappeared behind the door.

As Rum left, Tsukimi Sakura finally saw where she was now.

Here is a laboratory.

To be precise, it is her 'cell'.

The wrists and ankles were bound by cold iron chains, and there was a soft bed under him.

"Number 0, do you choose to insert a long tube into your stomach, or to eat obediently?

Ah, by the way, I will not insert a tube through your mouth, I will cut open your abdomen and let the gastric tube go directly into your stomach pouch—"

"I'll have a good meal."

Tsukimi Sakura struggled to speak, her voice was hoarse due to suffocation for too long.

"Good boy."

The researcher named Bronx left satisfied.

Only then did she have time to sort out the information in her mind.

She is the second-generation 'Silver Bullet' human experiment.

After the death of the main researcher Miyano, someone else in the organization took over the research.

It was at this time that she was trafficked into the organization and became the No. 0 test subject.

Long-term drug experiments have left her extremely weak.

To be precise, it was the body that Tsukimi Sakura possessed.

Just before she possessed the body, the owner of this body had escaped the pain and gone to the other world.

And for unknown reasons, she possessed this body.

Now she only has this weak body.

Spiritual power, shikigami, connection with the outside world...

All disappeared.

Could this be an illusion created by the girl named Lianji?

No.

Pain nerves do not deceive her.

The constant pain all over her body reminded Tsukimi Sakura,

She is really trapped in the laboratory of the dark organization,

It became a human experiment without a name.

There are many beds in the huge laboratory, but the beds are not experimental subjects, but corpse refrigerators.

Tsukimi Sakura saw in the nearest freezer,

Lying there was a little boy with a peaceful face.

On his cabinet, it says number 1.

A few lines of scribbled records recorded the damage the drug called Silver Bullet had caused him.

[No. 1, 7 years old.Rejection reaction was 98.368%, and visceral hemorrhage occurred, and the experiment was not allowed under the age of 7. 】

These inhuman guys!

Such a painful human experiment was carried out on a 7-year-old child!

Under the emotional agitation, the pain in the body became more serious.

The internal organs seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants, and the bones were even more painful as if they had been repeatedly crushed——

"Scotland, you know that Mr. Rum often doesn't trust new members very much, so I can only wrong you to be my assistant temporarily."

The sound of the Bronx came from far away, the door of the laboratory opened and closed automatically,

Tsukimi Sakura saw a young man following Bronx.

His face is delicate and young, but he has a short beard on his chin, which neutralizes the instability caused by his too young appearance.

Those upturned eyes were quietly observing the environment of the laboratory.

"How can I be wronged? It should be me thanking you for your care."

Scotland calmly picked up the study clothes at the door and put them on:

"What do you need me to do?"

"Well... did that girl over there see it?

Yes, the one with the number 0 written on it. "

Bronx looked at Tsukimi Sakura contemptuously:

"She has been on a hunger strike for 72 hours and can't eat immediately, so you can help me give her some nutrient solution first, remember to be careful, this is the only remaining experimental subject."

"Yes."

Scotland picked up the needle from the laboratory table and walked towards her step by step.

As the distance between the two got closer, Tsukimi Sakura finally confirmed——

He is Zhu Fu Jingguang.

what happened?

Isn't Mr. Jing Guang already in the other world? !

Something is wrong!

Mr. Jing Guang here looks younger!

Combined with the words of Bronx just now...

Is it—

Is this Zhu Fu Jingguang who just entered the organization as an undercover agent? !

Scotland walked to Tsukimi Sakura's bedside,

The look of holding the needle is frighteningly indifferent.

She couldn't connect him with Mr. Jing Guang in the other world at all.

"Arm out."

His indifferent tone was not the same as that of Mr. Jing Guang from his previous life.

Zhu Fu Jingguang squatted half body,

Looking at the little girl who was chained on the bed.

Even her name was erased, and it was written coldly on the information:

[No. 0, 17 years old, 0.00001% rejection, follow-up experiments are available]

Her eyes were full of fear and struggle, and her outstretched arms were covered with dense pinholes.

Some unhealed pinholes were still dripping blood, and he could almost guess how those people drew blood, experimented, and tested this little girl...

And in this laboratory, there is a dead body freezer that can't be seen at a glance...

We must destroy this criminal organization!

Zhu Fu Jingguang closed his eyes and suppressed all the surging emotions.

The intravenous injection was very fast, and she lowered her head, watching the medicine flow into the blood vessel.

Such a thick needle is supposed to be very painful.

However, compared with the pain on the body, it was so small that it could be ignored.

Fiction and reality intertwine,

For a while, Mr. Jing Guang from the other world was smiling at her,

For a while, Scotland in front of him watched coldly...

Tsukimi Sakura closed her eyes again.

Is this the scary thing about Kisaragi Station?

Is this a fantasy, or reality?

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The author has something to say:

ps: I can finally start with this famous strange talk hhh

As an onmyoji who focuses on making money, my sister's tram journey painting style should be different!

I feel sorry for my sister while writing, I'm afraid I'm not a stepmother emmm

And, I finally wrote Jingguang Big Cat!