30. The white beret that blew from the ramp that spring
"In February this year, there were rumors of haunting on my construction site."
"Are you sure?" Fujiwara Izaya became interested.
"I wasn't sure at first, I just thought it was an excuse for the workers to be lazy." Takaki Kitahara stated in a hoarse voice, "But later, three workers started to suffer from mental disorders one after another, and during the night patrol of security guards,
I slipped and fell from upstairs. I felt something was wrong, so I went to Yoshihara Shrine and asked the priest to come and check."
"What was the result?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"The priest said that it was 100% ghosts, and asked me to pay him a large sum of money to remove the ghosts." As he spoke, Kitahara Takaki gritted his teeth, his expression very angry, "I believed what he said, no
He called the police and paid a full 10 million yen. But after he had been busy for nearly a week, a worker died on the construction site, and the progress of the project was forced to stop, and now it cannot be resumed!"
"How did you die?"
"The priest said he was killed by a evil spirit."
"The ghost has become a wraith?"
"Yes, that's what the priest said."
Kitahara Takaki took out a tissue from his suit pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Does the deceased's body have any characteristics?" Fujiwara Izaya asked.
"It was scarred and bloody, as if it had been eaten by wild beasts." Kitahara Takaki seemed to remember the situation at that time, with a disgusting expression on his face, "The priest only took one look and concluded that it was the work of a resentful spirit, and asked me to continue.
Add more money, or he won’t do it anymore.”
"Did you give it?"
"Give it."
"Where is the resentful spirit?"
"Not caught yet."
"Then what did the priest say?"
"The priest said that the magic talisman consumes too much and he can't afford it anymore, and he asked me to continue to pay more..." Kitahara Takaki smiled weakly, "I felt like a fool at that time, and kicked him out without saying a word.
.”
"He probably didn't lie to you," Fujiwara Izaya sighed happily, "It's just that the cost of removing spirits is high."
To know.
As a mountain god, the cost of removing spirits is approximately zero.
If the industry gets too involved in the future, price wars will inevitably occur. Not only will he be completely honest, he can even become a righteous partner and directly silence his peers.
"On the third day after the priest left, another security guard who stayed at the construction site died. At the same time, I received a letter." Kitahara Takaki said while rubbing his painful temples, "The other person said he also wanted to enter the real estate industry.
, but because they had no experience or capital, they took a fancy to me and wanted to cooperate with me. If I didn’t agree, it wouldn’t be just the workers who would die next time.”
Fujiwara Izaya asked him: "Where is your answer?"
"There's no reply yet, I've been delaying." Kitahara Takaki shook his head bitterly, "The other party talking about cooperation actually wants to take over my entire career in one go. How could I just give in? I didn't expect that they would look at me.
Put it on my brother..."
At this point, his eyes were red and his voice became choked.
"Master Fujiwara, please save our family and avenge Hideki... That boy is definitely not a bad guy. He looks arrogant, but he is still a good boy in his heart. He is not that bad... I have no choice but to
If you teach him well, he will also have merit..."
"I'm sorry, you take a rest here and leave the rest to me." Fujiwara Izaya patted his shoulder to comfort him, turned around and walked out of the tent.
The sky outside is clear and a cool wind is blowing.
Under the warm spring light, the bright green cherry trees swayed in the wind, and the dark roof of the police off-road vehicle reflected the dazzling light. There was no shadow in the world.
Facing the direction of the sun, Fujiwara Izaya stretched himself out.
"Little Master, Little Master," Suzuki Police Department immediately came over, with a trademark dog-legged smile on his face, "How are you, have you made another important discovery? Let me tell you, Little Master is a smart and talented boy at first glance.
No crime can escape the radiant eyes of the little mage, it’s not easy..."
"Stop it," Fujiwara Izaya looked at him with disgust, "If you continue to talk useless nonsense, believe it or not, I will put you under the car?"
"Understood!" Police Suzuki immediately covered his mouth.
"The Beihara family's construction site is haunted. Do you know about this?"
"Not at all." Police Suzuki shook his head immediately.
"This case may be related to the haunting incident," Fujiwara Izaya thought for a few seconds and then ordered: "Practice at Yoshihara Shrine, ask which priest received the commission, and send me the general situation.
Then I asked him to wait for me at the construction site at night."
"Uh," Police Suzuki hesitated, "Tonight?"
"has a problem?"
"I have no problem, but don't we have to deal with this resentful spirit tonight?"
"Your question is an idiot," Fujiwara Izaya turned around and looked at the police officer in confusion, "Does an ordinary grudge need to be dealt with in one night?"
"..."
The Suzuki Police Department didn't know how to answer this.
He has stayed in Section 9 for nearly ten years and has come into contact with nearly a hundred clergy. Master Fujiwara is the first person to say that dealing with wraiths is as simple as dealing with a live fish.
real……
He is so good at pretending!
"That's it. I'll get some food at home first. See you in the evening."
Fujiwara Izaya waved his hands and walked back to Asakusa Shrine, his stomach kept growling during the process.
Being hungry is a normal physiological phenomenon.
After all, monsters need to eat, and if they don't eat, they will starve to death.
But ghosts don't have to.
Ghosts that people often talk about refer to ghosts, resentful spirits, urban legends, and other spiritual bodies after death. Their bodies are not real bodies, but prosthetics condensed by resentment. Compared with the real body,
If they get up, well...they are equivalent to silicone.
Monsters are a general term for various wild spirits and some creatures transformed after death.
They are also transformed after death, but the difference from ghosts is that becoming a monster is equivalent to gaining a second life. The body is alive and needs to breathe and eat to reproduce.
Everyone has heard of the second generation of demons, but not of the second generation of ghosts. This is the reason.
"What a pity. If only Aunt Sadako was a monster, she could have given birth to a bunch of cute little Sadakos for me to play with..."
On the uphill road in front of the torii gate, Fujiwara Izaya's thoughts spread out like weeds. He thought of Asuka's shiny nails from Sadako, and thought of the stars from the two pairs of stockings Asuka gave her.
When I met my senior, I finally thought that my belly was almost the same as my senior’s breasts. I’d say yes, but it’s actually empty inside. I’d say no, but when I squeezed it, it seemed like there was something there...
Stop it!
Don't judge a woman by the size of her breasts, that's rude!
Fujiwara Izaya shook his head to drive away the images from his mind.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the distance.
The petals of the cherry blossoms blew from nowhere and flew gracefully. Inside the pink petals, there was something white caught in it. It was blown by the wind and flew towards her face, directly covering her face.
Um?
Citrus flavor?
Fujiwara Izaya's face darkened.
What covered his face was actually a white victory... no, a white beret.
"Senior~~"
"My hat."
From the top of the ramp, a sweet, clear, lively and melodious girl's voice came.
Fujiwara Izaya looked up.
Under the red torii gate, the girl smiled as brightly as a flower.
A pure white dress, pure white silk stockings, pure lace... they were all white, but no matter how I looked at this sexy school girl, Fujiwara Izaya felt that he only saw yellow.