I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Shortly after moving into the apartment, Oishi Kenta's daughter Oishi Norika died of illness, and his wife Oishi Saori committed suicide in depression. Except for supplies, he hardly leaves the apartment... Before the files of this apartment were shelved, the investigators also came to communicate with him to understand the situation, but because his mental state was too unstable and he refused to communicate, no useful information was obtained. information."

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

Standing downstairs in the apartment building, Tokimoto Ichiro held a gossip compass in his hand and turned around the apartment building.

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. It's obviously the feng shui pattern of Du Gaowu and Qiao Shengsha, and there have been murders. It stands to reason that the resentment within a radius of ten miles will slowly gather towards this place. But from the outside, at present, But there was no trace of resentment.”

When Shiben Ichiro was young, he had worshiped Da Neng of the Taoism of Longguo as his teacher, and was very good at Fengshui and the way of runes, so he immediately saw the clues.

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

The reason why Ayano Mochizuki proposed to visit the apartment in front of Kuramae at night before the official action was that he hoped that the experienced Tokimoto Ichiro could see some possible connections between this place and the Gap Girl.

Is it a coincidence or an inevitable reason that the Gap Girl's activities center on this place?

"The technique of Fengshui is extensive and profound, and this old man can only say that he understands it a little bit. The Fengshui pattern in this place cannot be achieved by manpower, and it is still unknown how much it has to do with weird activities... If you insist on changing it, I am afraid that the surrounding houses will have to be changed." Take it all apart."

Hearing Tokimoto Ichiro's words, Mochizuki Ayano and Iwata Takeshi looked at each other and smiled wryly.

With the current land price in Tokyo, it would be an astronomical figure to buy them all and demolish them. I'm afraid there is no legitimate reason...

"Go in and have a look..."

Five minutes later, Ichiro Tokimoto seemed to have finished his survey, and walked into the apartment door with a cautious expression.

As soon as they entered the door, the three of them felt a sudden drop in temperature.

Mochizuki Ayano was wearing a black coat, but she also felt a little cold.

Walking to the elevator room, Tokimoto Ichiro looked at the dark corridor that was reflected green by the emergency light, and stopped in his tracks.

"Teacher Shiben, what's wrong?"

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

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

The pointer in the center of the compass was spinning crazily like an electric fan at this moment, obviously no longer effective.

"It turned out to be the trend of 'Yangzhai Wuxu'... The design of this Zangqian apartment is matched with the surrounding Fengshui topography, and the resentment gathered will gather in this apartment. It can't be called Yangzhai at all, it is simply for the dead. Even if an ordinary 'spirit' stays here for a while longer, it will quickly become a resentful spirit."

Hearing Tokimoto Ichiro's words, Mochizuki Ayano's heart sank.

Although she doesn't understand the mysterious Longguo Fengshui technique, she can naturally hear the degree of ominousness represented by the latter sentence.

"But...in this apartment, there is no trace of resentment observed so far. Could it be that it was swallowed by some kind of existence in the apartment?"

Putting away the useless compass, Tokimoto Ichiro vigilantly squeezed out two talisman papers between his fingers, and continued walking along the corridor.

And Takeshi Iwata, who was wearing spirit detection goggles, also took out two silver pistols from the tactical belt filled with various equipment, and stood guard at the rear.

"This is……"

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

"What did you see?"

Tokimoto Ichiro asked immediately.

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

"Footprints...handprints...are all over the floor and walls of the corridor, the number cannot be counted, at least more than a thousand... here, indeed, a large number of wraiths have been active."

In Mochizuki Ayano's line of sight, blood-red footprints and handprints were densely packed everywhere in the corridor, and the deeper the corridor, the denser it became.

These footprints and handprints represent the traces of the spiritual body's past activities, and they are the traces that only she can see.

The traces that can be seen in her left eye can be traced back to five years ago according to the preservation of the scene.

Therefore, the traces of these spirit bodies may also be accumulated before.

The three continued to move slowly towards the corridor.

A faint sound came from the depths of the corridor.

"Huh...huh...uh..."

This unknown voice seemed to be panting heavily, mixed with a sharp and painful roar.

It was as if countless vengeful spirits gathered together to howl.

"Be careful, there may be resentful spirits."

Takeshi Iwata immediately pulled the safety of the two guns in his hands, and Ichiro Tokimoto also secretly squeezed the triangular talisman paper between his fingers.

As the three of them approached the end of the corridor, the bloody hand and footprints became denser, and the strange sound became more and more clear.

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

That strange sound also came from Room 102.

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

"This guy, there is indeed a problem. Could it be that he has been possessed by a resentful spirit long ago? But why can't I see it at all?"

Hearing what Takeshi Iwata said, Mochizuki Ayano showed an expression of "That's true".

Iwata took the courage to listen to the door for a while, and his face was a little embarrassed: "That guy is sleeping, this sound... is his snoring and the action movie that is playing... I guess it doesn't matter if he fell asleep while watching it. .”

Mochizuki Ayano listened carefully, and found that the sound was indeed snoring mixed with some unsuitable sounds for children, but in this dark environment, it seemed particularly intrusive.

This hateful, wretched and lecherous guy, if you see the hand and footprints in front of the door, let's see if you can sleep so soundly.

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

He lived on that bag of snake meat. He ate and studied, slept after studying, and ate again after waking up. He hadn't gone out for two days.

The three inspected the first floor, which was consistent with the detection records of the members of the ninth class before. Except for the hand and footprints that Mochizuki Ayano could only see, no abnormalities were found.

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

"Ding", the elevator door opened in response.

Looking inside the elevator, Mochizuki Ayano said with a livid face, "Take the stairs."

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

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

On the uninhabited second floor, in the corridor where even the moonlight cannot shine in, it is so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling can be heard.

Tokimoto Ichiro glanced at Mochizuki Ayano.

The other side nodded to him.

This means that the second floor also has traces of a large number of spiritual activities.

After patrolling along the corridor on the second floor, the three of them still didn't find anything unusual.

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

The three of them stopped by the iron gate leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

Iwata Takeshi pushed hard on the iron door, but remained motionless.

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

"No...you can't scare the snake... I always feel that whether it's the apartment in front of the store or the weirdness of being active recently, there seems to be some connection behind it. Before you figure it out, there's no need to act rashly."

Mochizuki Ayano shook her head.

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

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