Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 155 Ghosts and False Justice
After school, Miyamoto Yugye did not go to the temple to work as usual, but ran home as fast as he could.

But it was still a step too late, so he could only stare blankly at the empty glass cabinet.

"The seventh one..."

Miyamoto Yugye counted his disappeared figurines and felt his head pounding.

Before going out today, he deliberately clipped a strand of hair at his door and window, but when he came back today, he found that the hair was intact, but the figures in the room still disappeared out of thin air.

By now, Miyamoto Yugyeong had realized that it was absolutely impossible for a human being to be able to do this.

Even if there really are humans with such advanced infiltration technology, they would not look down on his worthless "toys".

and so……

"Mr. Thief in the room..."

Miyamoto Yuugi's hair moved without wind, his eyes looked dazzling due to the excessive amount of spiritual energy gathered, and a spell was condensed in each of his hands to be activated at any time.

"You better give me your stuff right now, or I won't mind evaporating you and the room together!!!"

Before he could finish his words, a heavy dictionary on the bookshelf beside him suddenly fell to the ground with a bang.

Miyamoto Yugye reacted, turned around quickly and pointed his hand in the direction of the sound.

But when he saw the thief's true form, his face froze.

As expected, the other party was indeed a ghost, but from the appearance, he was just the outline of a boy of seven or eight years old.

The boy was still holding the lost train model in his arms, and the other lost figures were hidden behind the book in the bookcase.

"This……"

……

……

"…So you came to see me?"

In the health room of Noko Junior High School, Yang Liu tilted her head as she looked at Miyamoto Yugye, who was feeling uneasy in front of her.

Miyamoto Yugye nodded and subconsciously explained, "The master has been out again these two days. You are the only one I know."

If there was no other way, Miyamoto Yuuga would not want to come to see Yang Liu. In addition to the natural fear of students towards teachers, Miyamoto Yuuga would feel pressured by Yang Liu every time he met him.

But there is really no other way now, so Miyamoto Yugye can only bite the bullet and ask Yang Liu for help.

As Miyamoto Yuye was feeling anxious, Yang Liu stroked his chin and began to think: "From your description, the ghost's level should not be high. You should be able to handle it with your current level. But since you came to me, does that mean you have other ideas?"

Miyamoto Yugye hesitated: "Well... I think he looks so pitiful..."

Yang Liu understood what he meant and did not respond immediately. Instead, she looked Miyamoto Yugye up and down.

Feeling Yang Liu's scrutinizing gaze, Miyamoto Yuye's heart was beating fast.

Just when Miyamoto Yuye couldn't bear the pressure anymore, Yang Liu suddenly smiled brightly: "Not bad, OK, I'll help you."

Miyamoto Yugye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and felt his legs seem to go a little weak.

"Look at you, am I that scary? I'm a teacher in the school after all. It's normal for me to help students with reasonable requests." Yang Liu smiled and handed him a glass of water.

As a human being with normal values, Yang Liu actually appreciates Miyamoto Yuye's performance.

Although some people call it weakness or soft-heartedness, Yang Liu thinks it is also very important to always maintain the necessary kindness. Miyamoto Yugye looked a little embarrassed: "I heard from my master that you are very good at dealing with ghosts. I thought you were that kind of..."

"The type who just exorcises ghosts without any reason?" Yang Liu laughed. "If it were an ordinary psychic, he might do the same, but I'm a little different."

"Then... when are you free, teacher?"

"That's easy. Anyway, I don't have anything to do recently. I can go with you after school today to deal with it."

Yang Liu thought about her recent schedule and immediately set a time.

Yesterday, I was invited by Kazuo Kawamoto to deal with the ghost problem of the old black dog after his death, but obstacles arose at the beginning of the investigation.

The main thing was that the remaining power of the evil spirit tracked it halfway and suddenly flew into the sky.

After careful observation of the surroundings, Yang Liu speculated that the three college students must have entered a place like a high-rise building as the evil spirit moved forward.

In addition, Fukuoka is mostly mountainous, and the evil spirit was tracking in a straight line according to its own obsession. The area at that time happened to be a valley, so it flew up unconsciously while moving forward.

This makes it quite troublesome to track the evil spirits, but fortunately there are still clues.

The evil ghost also carried the pistol while flying. Although the surveillance camera could not see the ghost, it could see the pistol. So now Kazuo Kawamoto has arranged people to search the surveillance cameras in the surrounding high-rise buildings, hoping to find relevant information.

However, this is a huge project, and coupled with the last century-era clarity of Japanese surveillance cameras, there won’t be any information available in the short term.

"Great!"

Miyamoto Yugye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Yang Liu was willing to help solve the problem so quickly.

……

……

In a dimly lit room, the interface of an underground forum called “Justice League” stood out on the screen.

The background image of the forum is a blurry photo of a terrorist with the caption "For justice, no matter the cost".

This forum was originally developed by a few people with middle school syndrome, and later inexplicably attracted countless young people.

However, as the founders gradually recovered from their chuunibyou syndrome, the originally harmonious forum gradually changed.

The young people who come here encourage each other in the name of justice, confide their resentments to each other, and vent their dissatisfaction in real life.

A college student sat on his bed in his dormitory, with an excited look on his face and his fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard.

He just released a video recording his and his group's "actions" a few days ago.

In the video, three people with blurred heads pushed an elderly man covered with tattoos to the ground with twisted smiles on their faces.

They shouted, "This is for society, this is for justice," but there was a morbid excitement in their voices.

The comment section below the video is very lively:

"I'm so envious. Finally someone stood up and defeated the gangsters!!"

"These termites deserve to die, all of them deserve to die!"

"Well done!"

Occasionally, a few people with reasonable brains who are not infected by the atmosphere on the forum will post comments like "Isn't this too extreme?" or "Isn't this illegal?", but comments like these are quickly drowned out by other comments.

(There is another chapter coming later.)
(End of this chapter)