The location of the resentful spirit is a residential building that is about to be completed.
The entrance to the building has been fenced off with blue plywood, with "No Entry" scrawled in chalk.
There were two men guarding the entrance, both agents from Section 9.
"Oh, the police department is here." One of the detectives saw the Suzuki Police Department approaching and said with a smile, "I am about to be promoted, and it is really unlucky to encounter such a thing."
"I've been having a bad premonition for a while..." Police Suzuki joked to himself, "Why does this ominous sixth sense have to be so accurate?"
"Are you going to be promoted?" Fujiwara Izaya looked at him.
"Well, it was all thanks to the help of the little mage that I achieved all the merits," the Suzuki Police Department first boasted, and then explained with a modest smile, "The superiors said that they would set up a special force directly under the headquarters in our Taitung District.
Team Search, I will report to the new team next month. If nothing else happens, I will be the captain."
Generally speaking.
If there is no accident, there will definitely be an accident.
"I also heard from the superiors that the police rank of the captain of the special search team is a high-level police officer, which is two ranks higher than my current police rank!" Suzuki Police Department couldn't help but beam with joy and imagined his future, "Golden Week
When I come back from vacation, I no longer have to rush to the front line. I sit in the office every day, drinking coffee and blowing on the air conditioner. Not only have I been promoted, but the risks I face have also become smaller. It’s really cool.”
Kasahara Asuka's big eyes turned again and again.
Actually...
The leader of the newly established special search team is my sister...
The reason why I chose you is mainly because you are the most mixed up Section 9 agent in Taitung District, and I just want you to run errands and do intelligence work.
Um.
See how happy you are.
I won’t say it out loud for now, so as not to shock you.
The three of them walked into the building.
As expected, the interior of the corridor was very messy, with construction debris everywhere that had not been cleaned up.
The cold wind couldn't wait to rush in and brushed through Kasahara Asuka's hair. Her delicate and small nose sniffed a few times like a puppy, and then she couldn't help but raise her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose.
The air is filled with the smell of blood.
and……
Kasahara Asuka didn't know if this was an illusion.
It seemed like something was watching her from the dark.
"Senior~~" Asuka Kasahara subconsciously approached Fujiwara Izaya, holding his sleeve with her little hand.
"Let's go to the second floor first." Suzuki Police Department took the lead in walking up.
The moonlight outside was very bright, coating the surface of the entire building with a bright silver glow, but the interior where the moonlight did not illuminate looked like a dark ruin.
The air is chilly.
The smell of blood was mixed with a musty smell.
There was deathly silence all around, and even the slightest sound sounded extremely clear.
The stairs turn right.
Asuka Kasahara continued to hold on to the wall and turned to the right.
A small light appeared on the second floor, bright and dark, like the glimmer of light leaking through several layers of window screens. She walked up quickly, and the wooden clogs under her feet made a pleasant "clack-clack-clack" sound.
The source of the light is a long and thin room on the second floor.
The door of the undecorated rough house was temporarily separated by wooden boards. The wooden boards were wrapped with red and white ropes and attached with six or seven yellowed talisman papers.
"Note the rope and the amulet to ward off evil spirits."
Kasahara Asuka recognized these two things at a glance.
Fujiwara Izaya is no stranger to this either.
The shuriken rope is very common in Shinto shrines. It is usually hung on the big tree in the courtyard to highlight the boundary between the divine world and the mortal world where the gods live. The shuriken rope is useful for exorcising evil spirits and can form an inherent barrier to protect it.
A small space.
When I took a closer look, I noticed that the rope was covered with dust and looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time.
"Did you arrange this before?" Fujiwara Izaya asked towards the room.
The small room should be used for temporary rest for workers, with a hard sofa, a small coffee table, a few small benches, no carpet and no refrigerator.
Ito Takumi was sitting on a small bench. After hearing Fujiwara Izaya's question, he just "hummed".
Then……
He turned his head to the side arrogantly, as if he had been greatly wronged.
"Pfft~"
"Haha~"
Asuka Kasahara couldn't help laughing and looked at Fujiwara Izaya with her head tilted.
Fujiwara Izaya's eyes fell on her.
The girl is sixteen years old, with a turned-up nose and red lips, and her appearance is as bright as a cluster of dewy cherry blossoms.
"Let's go in and take a rest. Walking in clogs is so tiring." Kasahara Asuka gently grabbed his sleeve with one hand, twisted her waist and walked inside.
Ito Takumi raised his head and looked out the window at a 45° angle into the dark night.
I feel uncomfortable and want to cry.
As soon as he walked into the room, Fujiwara Izaya saw a rather large spider web in the corner above the window, with the corpses of three small, shriveled insects hanging on it. No spiders were seen on it.
He was now particularly wary of spiders. After sitting on the sofa, he kept secretly staring at the spider webs with his peripheral vision.
Asuka Kasahara sat next to him.
She didn't know what she was thinking, but as soon as she sat down, she put a hand on Fujiwara Izaya's shoulder and began to close her eyes to rest.
Izaya Fujiwara reads the e-book of "Crime and Punishment" on his mobile phone.
Now I have to wait for Kitahara Takaki to come over and explain a few words before I can remove the spirit. Reading is a very good way to pass the time.
Occasionally, he would look sideways at the little witch.
The hand on his shoulder, just like her appearance, looked delicate and noble. But compared to her more mature and charming temperament than the average female high school student, those soft and slender fingers were wonderfully restored.
She should be childish at her age.
"Hmm~ Senior's body is so warm."
Kasahara Asuka murmured like she was dreaming, and her delicate fingers casually combed her orange hair a few times like sleepwalking.
Very nice movements and nice fingers.
Each slender finger seemed to have different sultry emotions, and even cast some kind of Shinto spell to control people's hearts.
Fujiwara Izaya also had a very strange feeling.
My school girl...seems like she wants to be her puppy?
Um.
It should be just an illusion.
After waiting for about half an hour, Kitahara Takaki came up with two bags.
As soon as he saw the two people on the sofa, he immediately came over to greet them, looking excited.
"Master Kasahara and Master Fujiwara!"
Asuka Kasahara, who was pretending to be asleep a second ago, suddenly jumped up and stared at Takaki Kitahara with an unkind expression.
Why is he the master and I am the little mage?
How am I too small?
"On the way here, the police showed me the video of you exorcising spirits." Kitahara Takaki put the bag with food on the table, stood in front of Fujiwara Izaya, clasped his hands, and bowed sincerely: "Thank you Fujiwara
Master, avenge my brother."
White light spots that were imperceptible to the human eye surged out of his body and converged on Fujiwara Izaya.
This is the will of believers.
As a monster enshrined in a shrine, relying on the devout wishes of believers is one of the ways for Fujiwara Izaya to increase his strength. This method has its advantages and disadvantages.
The advantage is that it is safe and harmless.
The disadvantage is that it is slow.
Of course, the shortcoming of being slow may also be his own shortcoming.
If Asakusa Shrine can be expanded to the size of Meiji Shrine, thousands of grievances can be collected every day... Then it won't be long before he can become the only talker in Tokyo's 23 wards.
Kitahara Takaki is very religious now.
So the quantity is very large.
So when Kitahara Takaki just straightened up, his vision went dark and he almost sat down on the ground.
The feeling of being hollowed out...
"Cough~!"
Kasahara Asuka coughed.
Kitahara Takaki looked at her strangely: "The little mage has a discomfort in his throat?"
"Mr. Kitahara, I have to explain something," Asuka Kasahara said with a formulaic smile on her face: "I killed the resentful spirit just now!"
"Oh yes, that's right, I also want to thank Master Kasahara." Kitahara Takaki was very excited and bowed deeply to her, "I have to thank Master Kasahara for helping Master Fujiwara, otherwise things would not go so smoothly."
"..."
Kasahara Asuka was speechless for a moment.
never mind.
How can there be so many smart people in this world who can speak according to the situation?
As a star miko who is loved by everyone, she cannot care about ordinary people just because she is ignored. In short, no matter what situation she encounters, she must have a good temperament and her beautiful girlish demeanor must not be lost!
According to Ito Takumi.
The current situation is obviously that Asuka Kasahara killed the resentful spirit, but the credit goes to Fujiwara Izaya.
Isn't this the same as accepting a commission and asking others to help complete it?
snort!
Pretty boy!
Ito Takumi sneered in his heart.
He made up his mind to let Fujiwara Izaya pretend for a while, and when the resentful spirit comes out at night, he would use all his skills to pretend in front of him!
"Master Fujiwara, please leave me tonight." Kitahara Takaki looked back at Fujiwara Izaya, his bloodshot and haggard eyes full of expectation, "Due to the haunting incident, the construction site has been suspended for a month and a half. If it continues like this
, if you fail to meet the delivery date, you will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Kitahara, leave this to us." Suzuki Police Department comforted him on the side.
"After watching the video just now, I have great confidence in Master Fujiwara," Kitahara Takaki bowed again, raised his head and said in a sinister tone: "It's not like someone who can only add money, but it's useless at all."
Takumi Ito, who was immersed in sadness, his eyelids twitched suddenly.
He felt as if he had been shot in the back.
Fujiwara Izaya smiled kindly and did not express his opinion.
"Master Fujiwara, I have prepared a reward for you." Kitahara Takaki kept bending down and looked at the toes of his shoes. "Tomorrow, I will personally send 50 million yen to Asakusa Shrine. I hope Master
Don’t put it off.”
Fujiwara Izaya didn't react at all, his face was calm.
This state of mind that remained calm despite facing 50 million yen made Kitahara Takaki admire him very much.
Unlike this kind of liar... He silently turned his head and glanced at Ito Takumi, thinking that the 10 million yen should be used as a lesson. In the future, he should warn his relatives, friends, partners, etc., that the priest of Asakusa Shrine is the one.
The real priest, the one from Yoshihara Shrine is a liar!
"Mr. Kitahara, listen to me."
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya spoke.
He put his hands flat in front of his knees, his expression was gentle, and there was a comforting smile on his lips.
"It is our duty as clergy to get rid of the ghosts that endanger society. We do not do it for money." He slowly stood up and patted Kitahara Takaki on the shoulder. "Money is not needed. If you
If you are sincere, just come to Asakusa Shrine to worship during the Golden Week."
The voice is neither urgent nor slow, neither arrogant nor overly deliberate, neither tense nor too relaxed, everything is just right. This is a voice that you can never forget once you hear it.
Just like his smile, his straight white teeth and straight and dignified nose, it is unforgettable.
Kitahara Takaki was stunned.
This is the true master.
Faced with a huge sum of 50 million yen, he still refused without changing his expression and maintained his original intention as a clergyman. This is such a valuable spirit.
For a while.
The Suzuki Police Department is full of questions.
According to his understanding of the little mage, this kind of behavior was either caused by a mental disorder or by a monster taking over his body.
But Ito Takumi lowered his head and cursed silently in his heart: You can really pretend!
Next to her, Asuka Kasahara's bright and clear eyes were staring at Fujiwara Izaya's side face in a daze.
There was a voice in her heart: How could such a kind-hearted, righteous and handsome senior be a monster?
Kitahara Takaki bowed deeply once again.
This is the real master!
When he was in his teens, not only did he have great magical power, but he also had such a transcendent state of mind that every move he made showed the style of a master!
Much better than that liar!
"Ah sneeze~"
Takumi Ito sneezed.
"Mr. Kitahara, please go back." Fujiwara Izaya felt that the muscles on his face could no longer tense up, so he quickly said to see the guest off, "This place is very dangerous. It's better for you, an ordinary person, to leave."
"I'm leaving now."
Kitahara Takaki bowed sincerely before turning around and going out.
Another ball of white light came out and converged on Fujiwara Izaya.
This time the quantity was larger.
So much so that when he walked out the door, his legs kept shaking.
Feeling that he had become a little stronger and in a good mood, Fujiwara Izaya looked at Kitahara Takaki's back, and a smile that was not vulgar, but definitely not kind, appeared on his lips.
Although he said nothing, the Suzuki Police Department suddenly came to his senses.
He had been wondering just now why Master Fujiwara, who was desperately short of money, would refuse the 50 million yen reward. Now he finally understood that Master Fujiwara was interested in Mr. Kitahara's background in a construction company.
Just think about it.
When Mr. Kitahara walked into Asakusa Shrine, all he saw was ruins.
Just when he felt it was difficult to understand, the little mage said something like "helping the gods repair their residence can gain the gods' goodwill." He, who had just been tortured by the resentful spirit, would definitely take over the work of repairing the shrine for free.
Compared with repairing the entire shrine, 50 million yen is nothing.
That is a big project that requires hundreds of millions of yen!
This time, the little mage not only made money, but also gained fame, and also gained the admiration of the shrine maiden of the Grand Shrine in Tokyo... Looking at Asuka Kasahara's shining eyes, the Suzuki Police Department had to give Fujiwara Izaya a big thumbs up in his heart.
What a scheming young man...
You have to hold his thigh firmly from now on.
"Come on, little Master, let's have something to eat first." Police Suzuki opened the bag on the tabletop mountain and took out the food. "When we are full, we will go to serve the people."
There is fried chicken and udon noodles, and the drink is lemon sherbet.
Ito Takumi was a little hungry alone, so he moved the small bench over and sat in front of the coffee table to have something to eat.
"Master Ito," Fujiwara Izaya told him, "don't eat it yet, it's not very safe here."
"No resentful spirit can enter the barrier I have set up!" Ito Takumi sneered lightly, squinting at Fujiwara Izaya: "Don't worry, eat your food. When you finish eating, I will take you to see it.
What does it mean to truly remove spirits!"
As expected, he is a liar without real materials!
Doesn't he know that when there is a barrier, it is impossible for the resentful spirit to come in silently!
At this time, Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand and pointed behind Master Ito.
Ito Takumi turned his head proudly.
The female wraith with a rotting body and a face covered in blood bent down to touch his cheek. Her protruding eyeballs revealed the longing for an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.
"It took me so long to come, I miss you so much..."