I Create Urban Legends In Tokyo

　　 When Bai Shihui rushed home, he saw the police coming in and out of his house.

　　 In addition, there is forensic medicine.

"what happened?"

　　 Bai Shihui has not yet entered the door. He is short of breath and his eyes are red. Limala asked his colleagues about the situation.

　　 "Sorry." But the colleague only patted him on the shoulder and sighed. There were heart palpitations in the eyes.

　　 Bai Shihui pressured the depression in his heart. He entered the door and saw his wife sitting on the chair in the living room, his eyes blank. In the depths of my eyes, there still remains fear and sadness.

　　 The parents next to him are comforting his wife and children.

　　 "Parents, Masaki, what happened?"

　　 "My dear..." Shiraishi Masaki couldn't stop the tears in her eyes when she saw her husband.

　　 She rushed over and hugged her husband firmly.

The little boy next to 　　 also called his father, and then the family of three hugged him for a long time.

　　 For a long while, Bai Shihui comforted his wife and children, and he also knew the reason from the family.

　　In other words, there is no need for a wife to speak. He knew it by looking at the surveillance at home.

　　 As the police department of the Shikoku Police Headquarters, and his father used to work in the headquarter, although he has retired. But Baishi’s family is still used to installing surveillance at home.

　　 Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

　　 If there is no surveillance, the wife may become a suspect. After all, there are three people, father-in-law, mother-in-law and wife.

　　 As for the children, I have been playing at my grandparents' house for the past two days.

　　 The reason why I came here today is because Masaki's parents came to visit and also wanted to come to see the children.

　　Unexpectedly, such a tragedy happened.

　　As a police department, Bai Shihui naturally has the right to watch and monitor.

　　 He looked at the monitor, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

　　 From the monitoring point of view, the death of the father-in-law and the former Kojima Yamato is exactly the same.

　　 Both connected to the phone, and then died miserably.

　　 Similarly, Bai Shihui looked at the phone of his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, and found that this was also a call from the two future people after death.

　　 "The director."

　　 While Bai Shihui was watching the surveillance video, colleagues' voices rang in the living room.

　　 Bai Shihui came out silently, and saw the director coming over, with two women following him.

　　 You don't need to observe everyone, you can see that the director has a respectful tone to these two people.

　　 This surprised the police nearby, and looked at the two men suspiciously.

　　 One of the women, seeing so many people, her expression did not change, but her tone was cold, "Why so many people? Let them all go out."

　　 Although this woman had an order in her tone, the director was not displeased. Instead, according to what the other party said, let everyone go out.

　　 Bai Shihui stood up, "I want to stay here."

　　 As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the woman looking at him coldly.

　　 In the next instant, he felt a little difficult to breathe, as if the air around him had been evacuated.

　　 "Bookmark Lord."

　　 The director next to him saw this, he was smiling.

　　 "This is the Baishi Police Department. In the past three years, it has cracked 76 criminal cases, detained 56 people, and arrested 61 people."

　　 "His personal ability is unquestionable. Perhaps an experienced police department can play a minor role in your investigation."

"what do you think?"

　　 Hearing this, Bookmarked indifferently, "Let him out."

　　 The director's face stiffened, he looked at Bai Shihui with helpless eyes.

　　 Hearing the words, Bai Shihui gritted his teeth, "Master Bookmark, you should be from the special class. Are these murders caused by weirdness?"

　　 "These?" Bookmark frowned, "Apart from this one, have you seen the same incident?"

　　 After six o'clock in the evening, as time goes by.

　　The staff responsible for searching the weird special class keenly discovered that the song "New Beginning" on the Internet has undergone major changes.

　　 The melody of pure music becomes gloomy and gloomy, with suppressive horror.

　　 Moreover, these songs cannot be removed from the shelves, nor can they be deleted.

　　More than that, the files that were downloaded and saved in the mobile phone in the past cannot be deleted.

Then…

　　The eyes of the special class focused on Shikoku Island.

　　Because of this, I found someone who died because of this pure music.

　　 From six o'clock to eight o'clock now, the known death toll is 328 people. The unknown does not know how many people.

　　 Among these dead, there are people of all ages.

　　 There are people in their 70s and 80s, middle-aged people in their 30s and 40s, young people in their twenties, teenagers, and even...12 or 13-year-old children.

　　 This lets the people in the special class know that the situation is serious, and even trembles.

　　 You must know that in modern society, people are inseparable from the Internet and mobile phones, and music is also one of spiritual entertainment.

　　 Now a song is suddenly selected by the rules and becomes the body of the rules. Spread on the Internet and mobile phones. This is simply an indiscriminate murder weapon.

　　 But it is a relief that, except for Shikoku Island, no deaths due to the song "New Beginning" have occurred in other parts of Japan.

　　 And most of the people heard the sudden change of "New Beginning", and they did not die.

　　 Obviously, this song, or the ringtone, is designed to kill specific people who comply with the rules.

　　 This makes the people in the special class vaguely aware that this may be a new weird occurrence.

　　Some new weirdness appear, and the rules tend to be complete.

　　Some people also need to kill people, and use humans as nutrients to complement the rules.

　　 Obviously, this is the case with ghost calls.

　　 I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, the special class didn’t give this weird a new starting point instead of calling it a ghost call.

　　 This is because the people who died are all ringing tones on their mobile phones. After the connection or the one-minute compulsory connection, I heard a scream at the time of three minutes and thirty-five seconds in the future.

After the cry of 　　 disappeared, the weird melody sounded, and a paragraph of notes was transmitted to the dead person's body along with the mobile phone.

just like…

　　 regards the human body as a music player~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tortured it to death.

　　 Shiraishi Teru quickly told the bookmark about Kojima Yamato, "Bookmark Lord, please let me investigate together. The dead are my parents, and I also want to kill the weird and take revenge."

　　 Kill the weird?

　　 Bookmarked and glanced at each other, but didn't make fun of it, she muttered, "Are you the son of the two deceased?"

　　 "Yes." After Bai Shihui responded, he added, "The deceased is my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

　　 After hearing this, Bookmark was a little disappointed.

　　 But she still looks cold, staring at the other person, "It's okay if you want to investigate together, but you have to promise me a request."

"any request?"

　　 "Take the deceased's cell phone and call yourself."

　　 Hearing this, Bai Shihui's heart shuddered.

　　 "Among our monitors, this kind of behavior is called trial and error." There was no mercy in the bookmark tone. "Before the weird rules were investigated, it was a fog."

　　 "If you want to investigate clearly, trial and error is necessary, and if you take a wrong step, then it will naturally be death."

　　 Hearing this, Shiraishi Masaki next to her grabbed her husband's hand, "My dear..." She shook her head heavily, obviously not wanting her husband to participate.

　　 Although she doesn't know the situation, she also knows the danger.

　　 Her parents died from the ringtones of the mobile phone. How could she let her husband take risks?

　　 However, Bai Shihui remembered that a few days ago, people from special classes came to our science popularization department.

　　 I didn't believe it before, but he believes it now.

　　 Why do you do this for such a special class? He soon had the answer in his mind.

　　 Thinking, Bai Shihui pressed his wife's hand and looked at his family with firm eyes, "You go out first."