I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Shortly after moving into the apartment, Oishi Kenta's daughter Oishi Norika died of illness, and his wife Oishi Hayori committed suicide due to depression. After that, Oishi Kenta, who received a large insurance payment, was unable to deliver life to his home except for purchases. Apart from the materials, he would almost never leave the apartment...Before the files of this apartment were shelved, the case handlers also visited him to communicate with him about the situation, but because his mental state was too unstable and refused to communicate, he did not get any useful information. information."

The Toyota sedan quietly drove into the open-air parking lot below the Tibetan apartment.

Standing downstairs in the apartment, Shimoto Ichiro turned around the apartment building with a gossip compass in his hand.

On the pale exterior wall of the apartment, not a single window was lit, and it was as silent as ever.

In the vision of Mochizuki Ayano's left eye, this is just an ordinary apartment, nothing special.

"This place is really weird everywhere. This is obviously the feng shui pattern of the single high house and Qiao Shengsha, and there have been murders. It is reasonable to say that the grievances within a radius of ten miles will slowly gather here. But from the outside, it seems that, But there is no trace of resentment."

When he was young, Shimoto Ichiro used to teach the great power of Longguo and was very good at Fengshui and runes, and he immediately saw the clues.

"Teacher Shiben, is there a way to crack it?"

The reason why Mochizuki Ayano proposed to visit the former apartment at night before the official action is that I hope that the experienced Ichiro Tokimoto can see some possible connections between this place and the rift girl.

Is it a coincidence or an inevitable cause that caused the rift girl to take this place as the center of her activities.

"The technique of feng shui is profound and profound, and the old man can only say that he has a little understanding. The pattern of feng shui here is not human-made, and it is still unknown whether it has something to do with strange activities... Take it all apart."

Hearing Torimoto Ichiro's words, Mochizuki Ayano and Iwata smiled bitterly.

At the current land price in Tokyo, it is an astronomical figure to buy all the land and demolish it. I am afraid that there is no valid reason...

"Go in and see..."

Five minutes later, Shimoto Ichiro seemed to have completed his survey, and walked into the apartment door with a face cautiously.

As soon as they entered the door, the three felt that the temperature dropped suddenly.

Mochizuki Ayano was wearing a black jacket, and she felt a little cold.

When he walked to the elevator, Shimoto Ichiro stopped looking at the dark corridor that was reflected in green by the emergency indicator light.

"Ms. Shimoto, what's the matter?"

Mochizuki Ayano and Iwata Takemo were on both sides of him. Seeing him stop, they couldn't help turning their heads to look at him.

Shimoto Ichiro looked down at the gossip compass in his hand, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

The pointer in the center of the compass was spinning like an electric fan at this moment, and it was obviously invalid.

"It's actually the'Five Voids of the Yang House'... The design of this Tibetan apartment is matched with the surrounding Feng Shui terrain, and the resentment gathered will gather in this apartment. It can't be called a Yang House at all, it's just for the dead. His grave, even if an ordinary'spirit' stays here for a while, it will quickly become a resentful spirit."

Mochizuki Ayano's heart sank after hearing Ichiro Tokimoto's words.

Although she did not understand the mysterious Dragon Kingdom Fengshui technique, the degree of uncertainty represented by the latter sentence can naturally be heard.

"But...in this apartment, no grievance has been observed at present, is it swallowed by some existence in the apartment?"

Putting away the useless compass, Shimoto Ichiro vigilantly pinched out two talisman papers between his fingers, and continued to move along the corridor.

And Takeshi Iwata, who wears the spirit detection goggles, also took out two silver pistols from the tactical belt full of various equipment, and guarded them in the rear.

"This is……"

Stepping into the corridor, Mochizuki Ayano's face suddenly turned pale.

"What do you see?"

Tokimoto Ichiro asked immediately.

He knew that Mochizuki Ayano's left eye was special, and could see more things than ordinary spirit eliminators and spirit detection equipment.

"Footprints...handprints...are all over the floor and walls of the corridor, and the number cannot be counted, at least more than a thousand...Here, indeed, there has been a lot of grievances and movements."

In the sight of Mochizuki Ayano, dense blood-red footprints and handprints were scattered everywhere in the corridor, and the deeper the corridor, the denser it became.

These footprints and handprints represent traces of the movement of the spirit body, and they are the traces that only she can see.

The traces she can see with her left eye can be traced back to five years at the earliest, based on the preservation of the scene.

Therefore, the traces of these spirit bodies may have been accumulated before.

The three of them continued to move slowly towards the corridor.

A sound of Ruoyuowu came from the depths of the corridor.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

This unknown voice seemed to be breathing heavily, mixed with a sharp and painful whisper.

It was as if countless resentful spirits gathered together and wailed.

"Be careful, there may be resentful spirits."

Takeshi Iwata immediately opened the two guns in his hands, and Shimoto Ichiro secretly squeezed the triangular talisman between his fingers.

As the three of them approached the end of the corridor, the blood-colored hand and foot prints became denser, and the strange sound became clearer.

A large number of footprints and handprints stopped at the door of Room 102, and it seemed that a large number of spirit bodies had gathered here.

The strange sound also came from inside the 102 house.

"This is a one-bedroom apartment rented by a resident named Sosuke Araki."

"This guy, there really is a problem, has it been possessed by the resentful spirit a long time ago? But why can't I see it at all?"

Hearing Takeshi Iwata say this, Mochizuki Ayano showed an expression of "it is true".

Iwata took the courage to listen to the door for a while, his face was a little embarrassed: "That guy is sleeping, this sound... is his snoring and the action movie being played... It's estimated that he has fallen asleep. ."

Mochizuki Ayano listened carefully. This voice was indeed a snoring mixed with some unsuitable voices for children, but in this gloomy environment, it seemed extraordinarily infiltrating.

This Damn it, wretched and lascivious guy, if you see the hand and foot prints in front of the door, see if you can sleep so soundly.

What she didn't know was that after returning from Kamakura, for some reason, Sosuke Araki was particularly sleepy.

He relied on that bag of snake meat for a living. He ate and studied, studied, fell asleep, woke up and ate, and hasn't gone out for two days.

After the three of them explored the first floor, they were consistent with the previous ninth lesson records. Except for those hand and foot prints that Mochizuki Ayano could see, they did not find any abnormalities.

Turning back and walking back to the elevator room at the gate, Takeshi Iwata cautiously pressed the elevator button.

"Ding", the elevator door opened.

Taking a look inside the elevator, Mochizuki Ayano said with a pale expression: "Take the stairs."

In her eyes, the interior of the elevator has been dyed red by the dense prints of hands and feet.

The three of them walked up the fire stairs outside the apartment to the second floor.

On the uninhabited second floor, in the corridor where moonlight can't even be reflected, the sound of needles falling to the ground can be heard quietly.

Tokimoto Ichiro glanced at Mochizuki Ayano.

He nodded in the direction.

This means that there are also a lot of traces of spiritual activity on the second floor.

After patrolling along the corridor on the second floor, the three still found no abnormalities.

Then, the third, fourth, and fifth floors are the same.

The three stopped at the iron gate leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

Takeshi Iwata pushed the iron door hard, not moving.

"It seems to be to prevent the occupants from going up to the roof, and they are welded to death with a whole piece of steel plate, and there are no interlocking holes... Do you want to call the blasting team over?"

"No... I can't stun the snake... I always feel that whether the apartment in front of Tibet is active or the weird recently, there seems to be a purpose behind it. There is no need to act rashly until I find it out."

Mochizuki Ayano shook his head.

"Let the drone take a smart probe and look from above."

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