The field increases by 1 ghost per second. I am the ghost king in Tokyo.

Ermu You was stunned when he saw the boy in front of him who was covering his crotch.

"Chengjun, are you…are you okay?"

Ito Cheng endured the pain and whispered with a bitter face:

"Sister You, do you think I'm okay? This is a man's weak spot. If you kick it, my second half of life will be ruined, right?"

When Ermu You heard this, he panicked.

Although he didn't have much contact with men, he was still a person who had received physiology education.

That place is indeed a man's weak spot.

Once hit by a strong force, it is easy for a boy to lose the ability to resist.

In mild cases, he will feel dizzy, his teeth will chatter, and he will feel nauseous.

In severe cases, the white membrane will rupture and the sac will be damaged, which requires emergency surgery.

""Ah? Then... let me show you."

She was also panicked.

"Chengjun, you...are you still in pain?"

Ito Cheng took a breath:

"Hiss~, I feel... it still hurts a little, but Sister You, you'll be much better like this."

In fact, Ermuyou didn't kick hard, just lightly touched it.

It still hurts, but it's not as serious as it appears.

As the saying goes - a crying child gets candy.

A laughing girl won't have a bad pregnancy.

He just wanted to act pitiful.

Unexpectedly, Sister You gave him a big one!

"Then...then I will……"

Ermuyou said stumblingly, her cheeks red as blood dripping from her cheeks.

This overly intimate action was too stimulating for a woman like her who had never been in love.

"Yes, that's it.……"

Ito Makoto got a little carried away and started to direct the fountain.

He felt his body getting hotter and hotter, and his heartbeat was rapid. There seemed to be a ball of evil fire burning in his lower abdomen, burning him so much that his mouth was dry.

He looked at the pretty face so close, his eyes went all the way down, focusing on the thin lips like rose petals.

Because of excessive tension, Ermu You's body was very tense, and her little face turned to the side. Under the bundled hair, her white jade-like face was bright red, exuding the sexy charm of a mature woman.

Slowly, she felt something was wrong.

Wasn't he injured?

Why is he now... even more motivated?

Ermu You glanced at him quietly and immediately retracted his gaze.

Too scary!

""Mr. Cheng, are you feeling better?"

As she spoke, the beautiful lady in business suit stepped back as if she had received an electric shock, and half of her body felt numb.

Ito Cheng was so angry that he wanted to say something nonsense.

But before he could finish his words, his elder sister pretended to be calm and gave him a"dignified" look.

"It's much better, thank you Sister You."

The boy's heart tightened, and he quickly braked and stopped in time. If he continued, it would be more trouble than it would be if he was disliked.

Hold on, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

There is a long way to go!

"That's good."

Ermu Yu stood up and smoothed her skirt, then sat back on the sofa with her legs together. She felt her cheeks getting hot and she hadn't completely calmed down yet.

Ito Makoto:"……"

He couldn't sit down now, and he couldn't stand up.

If he stood up, he would appear out of nowhere!

Brother, you've made your brother suffer so much!

Ermuyou caught a glimpse of the embarrassment on the boy's face from the corner of her eyes, and she felt a little happy for no reason.

She cleared her throat and turned the topic back on track:

"Chengjun, you just said that you saw a woman who looked like a member of the Molten Group in Baiyun Temple?"

"Yes, wearing black clothes, with a good figure and a ghost face tattoo on his shoulder. A classmate of mine is also a member of the Molten Team, so he knows a little about this organization of ghost masters."

Ito Makoto was also dominated by the little head, and he said everything he should and shouldn't say.

""Good figure? Better than me?"

Futaki Yu asked for some unknown reason, and immediately regretted it.

It sounded like a jealous little girl.

Ito Makoto shook his head like a rattle and quickly denied it:

"Of course not. Sister You is the most beautiful in the world. If I look for a girlfriend in the future, I will follow Sister You's standards. Uh, I was kidding!"

After saying that, the boy covered his face and sighed.

After being praised, Ermu You's resentment disappeared instantly.

Just as he was about to make fun of him again, his eyes were attracted by the majestic existence like Mount Fuji.

This... is a violation of the rules?

Seeing no sound from the other side, Ito Makoto put down his hand and took a look.

Following Sister You's sight to himself...

The next second, he once again turned into a disciple of the crotch-covering school.

"Uh, that... this is a normal physiological phenomenon. Sister You, if you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first!"

Ermu You looked at the boy's fleeing back, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

Chengjun, you are so cute!

After laughing, the expression on the face of the beautiful woman in professional attire suddenly froze.

The interaction between the two just now seemed... to have exceeded normal siblings.

As soon as this thought came up, Ermu You immediately denied it.

No, no!

It was just because Chengjun happened to be injured, and she was a little worried and had to do it.

""Pah!"

Ermu Yu slapped her cheek with her hand, and her mind suddenly became clear.

Now is not the time to think about these messes.

She should focus all her energy on the case!

The woman in the black dress with a ghost face tattoo on her shoulder...

Thinking of the information that Ito Makoto just said, Ermu Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind.

She remembered that when she was investigating the information of the Molten Fire Team members in the afternoon, she had seen a photo that fit this description.

The beautiful woman in business attire immediately stood up and found the Molten Fire Team member files from a thick stack of documents.

Then there was the sound of papers flipping.

No!

No!

This one is not either!

……

Wait, this is it!

Futaki Yuu looked at the page in front of him, his eyes showing excitement.

Name: Nomura Mizue

Age: 29

Strength: Level 3 (suspected to be about to break through to Level 4)

Identity: Leader of the Molten Group

Background: Her husband Nomura Yusei was the former leader of the Molten Group. He died of serious injuries in a fight with the rival gang Iron Fist Gang last year. After that, Nomura Mizue took over as the leader of the Molten Group. Her methods were sinister and vicious. In less than a year, she destroyed the Iron Fist Gang, expanded her territory, and became very famous in the Molten Group.

In the photo posted on the page, the feminine and beautiful woman had a cold face, and half of the ghost face tattoo was revealed on her left shoulder that was not fully photographed.

Futaki Yuu took out a red oil pen and ticked the page.

As the leader of the Molten Group, why did Nomura Mizue secretly go to Baiyun Temple? What did she want to do there? What was her purpose?

For a moment, more questions came to Futaki Yuu.

But no matter what, one thing is certain.

The Molten Group is indeed up to something!

Sure enough, their guess was right.

If they want to completely solve this new type of weird serial murder case, the Molten Group is the breakthrough.