I loaded the ghost talk game

On the Kamiyagawa side, because the rented car broke down, how to scratch my head and scratch my head until the early morning to rest and sleep, I will not mention it for the time being.

The time came the next morning.

A certain section of Quanming Highway.

There is a tire friction mark seven or eight meters long on the road.

A guardrail on the side of the road was completely deformed and damaged, and it had not been replaced in time, and a cordon could be seen left here.

It can be seen from the traces at the scene that this was once the scene of a tragic car accident.

A bus from the Fukuoka Metropolitan Police Department slowly stopped on the side of the road, and a man got off the passenger side.

The man's name is Yuki Makensuke.

He is about 30 years old, and he wears a neat suit abnormally on a hot day.

On the wrist of his left hand, he wore a string of strangely shaped rosary beads, which had already been coiled up to make them shine, but it didn't match his Italian mafia-like outfit very well.

Yuki's nose bridge is very straight, but his eyes are not very bright, some dead fish eyes, and sporadic unshaven beard stubble can be seen on his chin, which makes his whole temperament look a bit decadent.

"Thank you, I will contact you again if I need it."

After Yuki got out of the car, he patted the door of the police car and said goodbye to the uniformed police officer in the driver's seat with a playful smile.

The police officer driving the car was relatively young, and he seemed not at all annoyed by Yuuki Makensuke's frivolous attitude. He just restrained himself with a flattering smile, stepped on the accelerator, and left slowly.

This is also normal.

Because strictly speaking, the frivolous Yuki can be regarded as the senior of this young policeman.

As far as the little policeman knew, this Yuki Makensuke was a special operator in the special search countermeasure room of the Metropolitan Police Department, and he was the kind with all the certificates.

But the little policeman only knows one thing and doesn't know the other.

There are some things that he doesn't know, doesn't understand.

For example, the so-called Metropolitan Police Department's special search countermeasure room, the long-ago predecessor was called Yinyangliao.

For another example, the so-called "operators" who can now obtain special operation certificates in this special department should be the officially recognized spiritual masters.

That's right, Yuuki Makensuke's identity is an official name and a monthly salary as an exorcist.

It's the same as Onizuka Kiri Hotaru and Madam Ku in Kanagawa's Juqiong Shrine.

...

Yuki Makensuke jumped over the deformed guardrail and walked down the slope of the mountain forest.

This is where the accident happened.

A few small trees in the forest that were as thick as a fist could be seen in the surroundings being broken by the middle.

However, the wrecked vehicle has been removed.

There were only a few dead fish bodies left on the ground covered with dead leaves, which were already rotting and smelling bad.

Flies hovered above it, and a few white maggots were wriggling in the dark red rotten fish flesh.

"Three days ago, the AE86 owned by Fujino Fisheries was involved in a car accident here, and the owner, Naoki Fujino, died afterward..."

While looking around, Yuuki muttered about the information he had.

As an official exorcist, he came to the Quanming area, of course, to exorcise spirits.

According to the intelligence of the special investigation countermeasure room, there have been several car accidents on the Quanming Highway recently.

Naoki Fujino of Fujino Fisheries is just one example.

The causes of these accidents were all similar. There was no vehicle collision, and it was all caused by a driver who drove alone at night out of the guardrail and fell down the hillside.

It's normal for something like this to happen once.

But if it appears several times in a short period of time, it seems very abnormal.

It is very likely that strange talk is causing trouble.

Moreover, the Inunaki Pass area has always been a supernatural spot with a high incidence of strange visits and strange stories.

Sensing that there might be a problem here, Yuki Makensuke was sent over.

"Anyway, let's investigate first."

After walking around the scene of the incident a few times, Yuki took out a delicate silver cigarette case from the inside pocket on the chest of his jacket.

Open.

Inside are hand-rolled cigarettes.

Yuuki took out a cigarette from the silver cigarette case, and at the same time took out a zippo lighter from his trouser pocket.

Bang——

The lighter opened the lid, making a crisp sound, and the flame jumped.

Light the cigarette.

Yuuki took a deep breath, the tail of the smoke flickered on and off.

"call--"

The turbid and choking smoke was sucked into the mouth, and after three to five seconds, it was slowly sprayed out from the nasal cavity.

Epic over lung.

In a thick and fuzzy second-hand smoke, Yuki Makensuke's vision became blurred.

The surrounding normal scenery seemed a little unreal at this time, like a thick and colorful abstract painting.

On the scroll, there is still a strange hazy atmosphere of red or black flitting.

Yuuki shook his head, woke up a little bit, and said to himself:

"There is a ghost, so the incident on the Gouning Highway is probably really caused by strange interviews and ghost talks."

Evil spirit.

It is the special trace left behind by the strange interview and strange talk after using its ability to hurt people in the real world.

Spirit-eliminating masters who have mastered different spirit-eliminating techniques have different ways of "looking at evil spirits".

"But there seems to be something wrong with the Sha here."

Yuuki Makensuke took another deep puff of the cigarette, and sprayed out the strong and choking smoke from his nasal cavity. On that somewhat decadent face, the expression became soothed and enchanted.

During this period, he was able to see those dancing evil spirits again.

"Aren't these spirits a little too weak?" Yuki discovered the problem.

The evil spirit left in the real world by strange interviews and strange talks will dissipate with the passage of time.

However, it has been less than three days since the car accident happened here.

Moreover, the unlucky son of the fish shop also died in this accident. Logically speaking, the evil spirit here should be stronger.

"Strange."

It shouldn't be like this.

unless……

Unless the strange interviewer who left the evil spirit here has been culled, otherwise, it will not fade away so quickly.

"Could it be that the foreign visitors here have already been dismissed first?" Yuuki Makensuke frowned.

Holding his cheeks, he stood there silent for half a minute before the decadent man in a suit looked up again.

His eyes brightened a little, and he called out, "Little Crack."

As soon as the words fell, a woman appeared beside Yucheng out of thin air.

It was a young-looking woman in her twenties, with long black and smooth hair hanging over her shoulders.

Wearing a bright red windbreaker, with a scarf wrapped around her neck, the lower half of her small face is covered by a mask, and only her beautiful eyebrows can be seen.

Holding a pair of penetrating scissors in the woman's hand, she stared at Yuuki Makensuke without hiding the enthusiasm and longing in her eyes.

The latter's expression was a little weak, and he coughed softly to cover up his embarrassment and exhaustion: "Xiao Li, what do you think?"

The young woman called "Little Crack" had her mask fluttering, and she only made a gasping sound of "ha-ha-ha", but couldn't hear the specific words.

However, Yuuki looked thoughtful after listening, and nodded in a dignified way:

"Xiao Li, you are right. You are becoming more and more like a good wife. There are several other car accident scenes that I have not checked. It will be better to make inferences after I have looked at the brakes one by one."