I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Even the Scarlet Sword Qi, which is extremely restrained to the barrier, can't leave spots..."

"Isn't it an ordinary resentful spirit, but a weird one who has mastered the'rules'?"

After the sword qi dissipated, Niya's calm gaze fell on the wall directly opposite.

"Then, the key to cracking the'rules' should be on this phone."

A huge old dial telephone is hanging alone on the wall.

"Hey, this nun or police officer is fine, my name is Moto Oida..."

Moto Oida put his face on the glass grille and tried to look out, but he could only see a thick, hopeless white mist.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your thinking, but what is the current situation and who are you..."

Although this foreign nun feels very weird, and she seems very idiotic to wield a utility knife and strange Japanese rhetoric, but it is an indisputable fact that her craft knife pried the door of the phone booth in the air and almost escaped to heaven.

"Can you explain it to me again in an understandable way?"

But no matter what, it was more reliable than the terrible phone booth that made Suzuki-kun's whereabouts unknown.

"OK, Oi-kun, right...cough cough, if you use the most appropriate rhetoric to explain, you are the "sleeping object" that this phone booth looks at."

Niya held the half-handled blade in her hand and walked vigilantly towards the phone.

"...And I was just a ‘professional’ who was just groaning and groaning behind the door crack."

"The most appropriate rhetoric? Are you sure you speak Japanese? ! 』

On the ground below the phone, there was a mess of clutter like a hill.

"Faced with the current abnormal situation, the more you know, the easier it is to cause you to fall into a more dangerous situation because of excessive panic..."

Stockings, jackets, trousers, tight-fitting lace T-shaped suits, thermos cups, keychains, mobile phones, thermos cups, massage equipment, gag balls, candles, small umbrellas, lover hotel room cards, kidney function drinks, blue pills ...

"Anyway, you treat me as the official person dealing with this kind of'supernatural situation', just follow my instructions!"

Niya's slender and plump legs were kneeling beside the pile of things in an "M" shape, and carefully sorted out things like national health insurance cards, motor vehicle licenses, passports, student cards, and subway watermelon cards.

"Tsk, sure enough, these things are all the people before..."

Although the Japanese will have a wide variety of documents in their lifetime, they do not have a nationally unified "identity card" with legal effect.

Therefore, the stack of things she has on hand is the only document that can prove the identity of the victim who has been to this space.

"May you be called to heaven, rest in the arms of the Lord, Amen!"

After pulling out a string of cross pendants from the gully in the chest and closing her eyes to the pile of belongings and praying, Niya turned her head to look at Oida Moto who was still pushing the door unwillingly, and told him about the situation.

"If it weren't for following you today, I don't know how many lives this phone booth will quietly swallow..."

In the last month, there have been more than 20 missing cases near Yoshihara Park.

The surveillance cameras on the surrounding trunk roads once captured some of the missing persons, moving in the direction of the park while talking on the phone.

Seeing that, it was like receiving a certain call and hurriedly rushing to this neighborhood.

After that, they never appeared in the pictures of other nearby cameras.

Although the police quickly locked down the park, no matter they dig three feet in the park, use police dogs to carry out a carpet search, or even send a frogman to dive under the pond in the center of the park, they could not find any information about the missing person. Traces of the bones or belongings.

It is as if these missing persons disappeared without exception after they came to the vicinity of this park.

Coupled with some strange rumors from nearby residents and the Internet, the Soul Slayers Association quickly intervened in this suspected supernatural case.

In order to fulfill the requirement of "once a month" by the association, Niya, who received this commission from the level [2] Spirit Eliminator, code-named "Liberation Saint", naturally failed to find any useful clues in the park.

For this reason, she, who refused to admit defeat, had been guarding the apartment upstairs opposite the park for two days.

"So, so, this phone booth...will evaporate the world?!"

"Correct, it doesn't have to be "steamed", maybe it was "eaten" by the way of female body Sheng..."

After listening to Niya's narration, combining the reality in front of him with his own experience along the way, Moto Oida, who is the leader of the popular spirit exploration tubing, probably understands what he has encountered.

Although, he has been wandering around in various "spiritual areas" in Tokyo to shoot spiritual exploration videos, determined to discover real "supernatural events".

But becoming a victim of those supernatural events is a terrible experience that makes people totally unable to harden it.

"By the way, by the way, as a professional, you should have backup troops on your way?"

As if thinking of something, Moto Oida looked at Niya hopefully.

If he can help the unknown "Suzuki-kun" open the door from the outside, then other people should be able to...

"Sorry, after I found you suspiciously looking and approaching the park with a phone in hand, I rushed over in a hurry, so I just sent a message to the association to conduct inspections..."

"If they wait for them to find out that I'm'lost', and then find me based on the location records of my mobile phone, it will probably be a few hours later."

Niya reached out to Moto Oida and completely shattered the hope in the other's eyes: "Moreover, although the specific situation is not clear, it should only be seen by those who are ‘tracked’ by this phone booth."

"Focus on... me?"

"Yes, think about it, why did you come here."

Seeing Niya's slender finger at the tip of his nose, Moto Oida swallowed nervously.

"You mean... by the way, I received a call from Suzuki-kun, saying that I found this phone booth, and later asked me to come and rescue him..."

He recalled the reason why he came to this park suddenly when he was editing the video at home.

"As soon as I opened the door, I found that Suzuki-kun who was originally in the phone booth disappeared, and only this windbreaker was left... By the way, are you really the actor who Suzuki-kun asked me to trick me?!"

"Sorry, although I don't know the specific rules yet, I am afraid that the person who called you at the time is not as simple as the Suzuki-kun himself. 』

Thinking of Suzuki-kun's weird and plain tone on the phone tonight, Moto Oida's face was already pale: "But, but, if the person being targeted can only see this phone booth, how did you get in?"

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