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Chapter 1692 Exploration (Playing Bengti all day today)

The night is dark.

Sitting at the desk, looking at the reference book in front of her, Honda couldn't calm down. She stared at the string of Buddhist beads on her wrist and couldn't help but sigh. This was given to Honda by Duanmu Huai before the three of them left, saying that it could make her feel more at ease. This string of Buddhist beads looked very strange, and there were golden Sanskrit engraved on it, which looked very powerful.

But even so, Honda couldn't feel at ease. Her family members hadn't come back yet and she was alone at home. This made Honda uneasy and even a little dry-mouthed.

Go drink some water.

Thinking of this, Honda stood up and left the bedroom, and came to the kitchen on the first floor. The whole house was empty. Even if Honda turned on all the lights, she still felt an invisible fear and uneasiness. She walked quickly to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink, opened it, and drank it all in one gulp.

The cold drink seemed to dispel some of the heat in his heart. Honda put the bottle in the trash can and turned to go upstairs.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Ding Dong…”

"Yes, who is it?"

Honda shuddered when he heard the doorbell. Both his parents had keys, and it was so late, so it was impossible for anyone else to come to the door, so who was ringing the doorbell?

She walked carefully to the entrance, but Honda couldn't see any figure on the other side of the frosted glass, as if there was no one there at all.

Yeah, maybe I heard it wrong.

Honda comforted his frightened heart, then turned around and planned to go upstairs, at this moment...

“Ding Dong…”

The doorbell rang again.

"…………………"

Honda turned around tremblingly and stared at the door. She didn't dare to make a sound, nor did she want to make a sound. Although she couldn't see the situation outside, Honda instinctively realized that it seemed very dangerous outside.

Then there was a heavy knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong! dong dong dong! dong dong dong!"

Honda almost collapsed to the ground with fear from the loud noise that seemed to break the door. At the same time, a man's roar came from outside the door.

"Open the door! Open the door for me!"

"Hey? Dad?"

Although the voice sounded rough and scary, Honda still recognized it as his father's voice. But why was he so angry? Did something happen in the company again?

"Boom!"

The door was smashed again, interrupting Honda's thoughts.

"Reiko, I know you're home, open the door!"

“I, I…”

Honda stood up tremblingly and walked to the entrance. Facing the door in front of her, she hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand...

At the same time, the bright red blade pierced through the door panel and stabbed forward.

“Uh… uh…”

"Boom!"

Duanmu Huai kicked the door open and looked at the woman lying in front of him. She looked to be in her forties and was dressed like a housewife. At this moment, the woman had her eyes wide open, her hands tightly grasping the wound on her neck, struggling desperately to live a moment longer.

"You curse masters really know how to have fun."

Duanmu Huai pulled out the sharp blade and let the blood spurt out from between the woman's fingers.

"Build your own haunted house and sell it yourself, right? There is such a way of playing. I have learned a lot."

Looking at the curse master in front of him, Duanmu Huai shook his head speechlessly.

Duanmu Huai actually already had a clear understanding of cursed power, or how a sorcerer uses spiritual energy.

A sorcerer obtains the psychic energy of the subspace through his own emotional guidance, but a curser is different. The reason why a curser kills a large number of people, besides because of his own powerful strength and abnormal personality, is that he wants to gain extra curse power by exploiting the emotional value of others.

It is obvious that the emotions of death and madness are the most intense and are most likely to attract cursed energy.

In fact, in the afternoon, Duanmu Huai noticed the house opposite when he was in Honda's bedroom. Although there was only a little residual spiritual energy in Honda's house, Duanmu Huai felt the peeping from the opposite side. Therefore, he was sure that the problem of this incident was not with Honda's house, but with the house next door!

So after Duanmu Huai went back, he came back again in the middle of the night and saw the scene where Honda's father was banging on the door. The cursed power that controlled him at that time came from the neighbor's house opposite.

Then the next step was easy. Duanmu Huai knocked on the door, saying that he was delivering a package, and then he took the opportunity to pierce the other party's throat with a sword when he came over.

“Hey…”

"Okay, stop talking. Your accomplices have all been arrested. Let's go together."

Duanmu Huai said, and swung his sword, splitting the woman's head in half. At the same time, a strange aura suddenly burst out from the woman's body and rushed towards Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai just waved his hand and dispersed the curse power.

"Sanlun, I'll leave it to you to deal with the rest."

"Ok!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's order, Sanlun, who was wearing a black suit, also hurried over with others. She made a few gestures, and then the logistics staff skillfully put the woman's body into a body bag. After that, it will be directly taken to the crematorium to be burned, and then the ashes will be scattered into the sea. Well, according to the investigation during the Shibuya incident, in fact, the person named Xiayou Jie had died a long time ago. According to regulations, the body should have been disposed of, but his good friend Gojo Satoru was kind-hearted and wanted to leave Xiayou Jie's body intact.

As a result, he was possessed by a cursed spirit and resurrected.

From then on, the entire sorcery world changed its method of dealing with the bodies of sorcerers to forced cremation, and Gojo Satoru's unorganized and undisciplined behavior was criticized in a notice - if he had not left Geto Suguru's body intact, the cursed spirit would not have used Geto Suguru's body to cause trouble, right?

"Ms. Duanmu, it has been dealt with... This doesn't seem to be a haunted house."

After dealing with the corpse and bloodstains, Sanlun Xia quickly came to Duanmu Huai and reported in a low voice.

"Well, it's easier said than done to find a haunted house, but it's actually quite hard to find one."

Standing in front of the window sill on the second floor, Duanmu Huai looked at the gate opposite. Honda had already opened the door, and what greeted her was her unconscious father. As the caster was killed by Duanmu Huai, the spell that controlled him was also released, and the furious father naturally fell into a coma.

Looking at his unconscious father, Honda ran into the house in panic and called the emergency number.

"Ms. Duanmu, the curse master's technique should be to control other people's emotions."

"Yes, and it can only control one person."

"But how could such a weak curse master kill so many people?" Sanlun Xia was obviously a little surprised. In Sanlun Xia's impression, only those curse masters with powerful spells could cause great harm. But could a curse master who could only control emotions and could only control one person actually cause such great damage?

“Being weak doesn’t mean being harmless. Sometimes being weak can actually be harmful.”

Duanmu Huai answered calmly, many times the enemies encountered by the Tribunal were very weak, not only to the Tribunal, but also to the locals. For things like ratmen, an ordinary soldier could kill one in a one-on-one fight. But when they gathered together, they were disgusting to death.

Because we are weak, we use wisdom to solve problems instead of strength.

This is why Duanmu Huai hates treacherous tricks the most. Even tyrannical rage is stronger than that. He still prefers a face-to-face confrontation with fists instead of always trying to come up with conspiracies and tricks to disgust people.

So although many people think that the most disgusting thing is corruption, for Duanmu Huai, the most disgusting thing is treachery and deceit.

Just like the Honda family now, maybe when her father wakes up again, he will not be as violent as before, but will the family of three be able to reconcile as before? Or will there be estrangement?

See, this is the most disgusting part of conspiracy. If they fight head-on, it's over if they can win or not. If they can't win this time, there will be next time. But if it breaks up the family's relationship, even if the father is willing to change his ways, will his wife and daughter forgive him?

In response to this, Duanmu Huai said...it was none of his business.

He didn't charge any money and didn't provide any extra services.

But the next goal has been determined.

Duanmu Huai gave the task of finding a haunted house and a suitable subspace entrance and exit to Sanlun Xia.

Well, what does the secretary do?

"Okay, we have nothing to do here anymore."

After watching the ambulance take Honda's father away, Duanmu Huai also withdrew his gaze.

"Just treat this guy as missing."

"Ok."

In this way, the supernatural incidents encountered by the Honda family were basically resolved. As for the follow-up, Duanmu Huai only heard from Yanaijian that Honda classmate came to her to thank her, saying that after wearing the Buddhist beads, he never felt similar things again, and his parents' mood at home was much better recently, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

In response to this, Duanmu Huai said... Well, it's just a prop used by the crew when filming. It just takes up space if I keep it. Just give it away. As long as the other party likes it, that's fine.

After all, this thing is all about psychological factors. It doesn't matter whether I am a movie prop or I got it from a temple, isn't it the same?

After this incident, Yanami and Chitanda also seemed to have developed an interest in haunted houses, and would often search for rumors and records about them, and then go to see them. Duanmu Huai also went with them, but basically most of these haunted houses were just legends, and a few of them were barely real, and Duanmu Huai killed the cursed spirits that lived in them while taking a walk.

All in all, there are some, but none of them meet Duanmu Huai's requirements.

By the way, every time these two people read the rumors about haunted houses and ghost stories, they would scream and shout, looking as if they were scared to death, but they still insisted on going to watch it, and they also insisted on dragging Duanmu Huai along to go with them.

In fact, Duanmu Huai has never figured out what this problem is. He has seen girls watching horror movies many times. They scream in fear and have nightmares at night, but they still insist on watching them.

However, Yanami and Chitanda were also cowards. If Duanmu Huai didn't go, they would definitely not go. They would only go if Duanmu Huai went.

From this point of view, these two people are quite obedient.

Well, this may also be related to their previous experience in the Snow House. Although everything that happened at that time was just a dream to them and they may not remember the details, fear is probably engraved in their DNA.

So it's nice to carve some random stuff on your DNA occasionally.

For Duanmu Huai, life just goes on like this one day at a time.

Same today.

"… Good fellow, this is really a good fellow. He suffered a loss of 10 billion, and he was not beaten to death?"

Duanmu Huai was walking on the street while listening to the phone complaining. After all, Duanmu Huai is not only a movie star, he also has a bunch of companies under his control, and his assistant also has to go in and call him to report the situation. And this time Duanmu Huai received a call from his assistant, who told him that a certain brand originally planned to withdraw its investment in that big-budget movie. The reason seemed to be that the other party’s senior executives were mentally retarded and made a loss of tens of billions. Now they need to make up for it, so they can only withdraw their investment.

"Okay, what did Director Shimizu say? Tell him not to worry, if it's really not enough, we'll make up for it. We've already paid so much money and this is still a small difference? Yeah, that's right, remember to tell him exactly what he said, money is not a problem, but the movie must be released worldwide during the summer season according to the original schedule, this cannot be delayed! Yes, that's it."

Duanmu Huai hung up the phone and walked into the office. After the New Year, the impact of the Shibuya incident gradually faded, and everyone became busy with work again. In particular, B Komachi was going to the Budokan this year, so Ruby and the others naturally had to do some work. Duanmu Huai would also occasionally show up at the office.

Just like today...

"Shurima, your emperor is back!"

Duanmu Huai pushed the door open and shouted loudly. However, there was no one in the office—oh, no, there was still one person.

It was a girl with long blue hair, she was wearing a uniform, and looked like a high school student. She was frightened by Duanmu Huai's sudden madness and jumped up from her chair, looking at Duanmu Huai anxiously. When she saw Duanmu Huai, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah, you, you are Miss Duanmu?! Hello, it's our first meeting, please take care of me!"

"Who? New here?"

Duanmu Huai looked at the blue-haired girl in front of him curiously, while the latter huddled into a ball, not daring to move in front of Duanmu Huai—Who in the family would understand, seeing a national-level movie star in the office!

"Really? What are you yelling about?"

Fortunately, the president came out and rescued the girl.

"You are the face of our firm after all, can't you be more steady?"

"No, I'm fine the way I am."

Duanmu Huai sat down on the sofa and raised his chin towards the blue-haired girl.

"So who is she? A newly signed artist?"

"certainly not."

The president rolled his eyes.

"She applied for the position of assistant. As you know, B Komachi will be attending the Budokan this year, so there will be a lot of work to do. The office is overwhelmed, so I plan to hire an assistant to help. In fact, when she came just now, I thought she wanted to sign a contract to become an artist, but I didn't expect her to say that she wanted to apply for the position of assistant..."

"Oh? This part-time job is quite rare."

It's not that there are no part-time workers in the agency, but due to the special nature of performing arts agencies, the demand for part-time workers is very low. However, sometimes people are needed.

After all, there are indeed few jobs that minors can do, but if you want to make money quickly, acting is one of them. Even if you are a behind-the-scenes staff, the same is true. And this girl looks about the same age as Ruby and the others, so it is more suitable to be together. It is probably because of this that the president allowed her to apply.

"What's your name?"

In response to Duanmu Huai's question, the blue-haired girl straightened her clothes a little nervously, then lowered her head respectfully to Duanmu Huai.

"My name is Toyokawa Shoko. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."