Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

Ito Jun took out his mobile phone and compared it, and found that the records in the document were exactly the same as the rumors on the Internet. Almost every rumor about Macchio was in the document.

"Could it be your brother who did it?"

Koizumi asked.

"It's not him, he went to cram school... cram school!"

Natsuko's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously looked at the computer screen.

[Macchio was a boy who was forced to go to a cram school and committed suicide.]

【All students in the cram school will become victims of Machio.】

These two pieces of information are extremely ridiculous. If they are true, it would be dangerous.

"Don't worry, it's still early."

Ito Jun pushed Natsuko away, walked to the computer, and was about to sit down, but hesitated again.

Looking back at the crowd, Ito Jun proposed an idea: "Is it possible that this is a problem with the document? Can the story entered in this document become reality?"

"Has it really become a reality? It's just spreading now. It's also possible that the document was leaked and someone who found it interesting spread the content."

Sato asked suspiciously, he didn't believe in any urban legends at all. Ordinary ghost stories were already ridiculous, and this document that could turn ghost stories into reality was even more ridiculous.

Shikino put on a serious look and crossed his arms. "What you said makes sense. Let me think about it... At 8 o'clock tonight, let's gather at a nearby park to see if this strange story is true."

Ito Jun was the last one to leave the room. He looked at the computer that recorded all of Macchio's strange stories and frowned deeply.

The request for help received by the Paranormal Research Department gave him a very bad feeling.

Wait, it seems like he has this bad feeling every day?

That's fine.

After Ito Jun's strong request, the dinner venue for the Supernatural Club was set at a mid-range Chinese restaurant. Although the owner was from District 11 and the Sichuan cuisine he cooked was not very authentic, the taste was still acceptable.

The people from the Supernatural Department stayed in the restaurant's private room for more than an hour and only walked out of the restaurant at around seven-thirty.

It was late in the day and night had fallen. A few hundred years ago, there would be very few people walking on the street at this time. But in the 21st century, the light of science has dispelled the darkness of ignorance. Even if the moonlight is obscured by dark clouds, the city streets are no less sunny than a cloudy day.

There is a street lamp every few dozen meters, and the light it emits illuminates this non-commercial area, making people walking at night less uneasy.

However, even in the 21st century, there is darkness that the light of science cannot dispel.

Ito Jun walked on the road, looking around.

In Oshikiri's words, although it's a bit exaggerated, when walking in the city, there will be strange phenomena every 10 meters.

In order to verify Oshikiri's words, Ito Jun pulled down the night vision goggles.

As for the result, Jun Ito is going to refute the rumor.

What Oshikiri said was complete nonsense.

How could there be any strange phenomenon in a range of about 10 meters? It was clearly about meters.

Through the mirror stone, Ito Jun saw large and small blue-green lights hanging in all directions like lanterns.

The small ones are no bigger than a fist, and the big ones are as big as a tall building.

He counted carefully and found that within a thousand meters, there was a blue-green light every 90 to 150 meters, which symbolized a strange phenomenon, but it appeared and disappeared from time to time and did not exist all the time.

Not only that, Ito Jun saw with his own eyes Yamashita passing by the edge of a blue-green light, and neither Yamashita nor the blue-green light reacted.

“Are there corresponding rules?”

Ito Jun seemed to be thinking about something.

These strange phenomena did not suddenly kill people. Just like Sakura said, the strange phenomena all followed the rules of ghost stories within a certain range. Urban ghost stories in which nearly 10 people encountered supernatural events at the same time were indeed very rare.

After walking for nearly twenty minutes, the people from the Supernatural Department arrived at a street park. There was no one here, only the swings swaying in a slight arc in the cold wind. The silence was a little scary.

"Sato, go stay over there by the swing, we'll ambush here."

Shikino issued the order as the chairman. Sato, who was named, felt a little uneasy, but he did not go against Shikino's wishes. After all, he did not believe in such things as urban legends.

Chapter 74: The Magical Use of Friends

Sato entered the sandy area of ​​the park and sat on the swing without fear, and the weight he applied made the swing stop shaking.

A few dozen meters away, Shikino, Akari, Ito Jun and others squatted behind a cover, quietly spying on the situation in the park.

The only one with a different style is Tomie Kawakami, who stands openly on the roadside with no intention of hiding.

Gradually, when Macchio didn't show up, Ito Jun began to feel uncomfortable.

A pair of eyes full of appetite stared at his back.

Without even looking back, Ito Jun knew that it was the half-human, half-demon Misaki.

This woman never gave up on eating his soul from beginning to end.

"Look! It appears!"

Suddenly, a female voice that suppressed her excitement sounded, and Shikino's eyes sparkled as she grabbed Akari's arm tightly.

Ito Jun came to his senses and looked towards the direction of the swing. A boy suddenly appeared and stood in front of Sato, as if he was talking to Sato.

Then Sato stood up from the swing.

At this moment, as if there was a line failure, the street lights in the park suddenly flickered, and the light suddenly dimmed for three seconds before returning to normal.

"Where's Sato?"

Shikino stood up and shouted in astonishment, and the other members of the Psychic Club also showed confused expressions.

That's right, Sato is missing.

In the three seconds when the street light malfunctioned and suddenly went dark, Sato, who was supposed to be at the swing, disappeared.

Everyone looked at each other.

Mitsui asked anxiously, "President, is there really a Macchio?"

"What did you say?"

Shikino adjusted his glasses and tried to look calm.

"Aren't we here to look for Macchio?"

"But, President..."

"But we can't confirm that Macchio really exists. I suspect Sato is playing a trick on us."

Shikino put his hands on his hips and spoke confidently.

"That shouldn't be the case. How could Sato hide in such a short time?"

Yamashita couldn't help but retort.

"It's not impossible. First, the swing is only about five meters away from the grass. The time it takes for the light bulb to flash is enough."

Shikino raised his finger and expressed his judgment confidently.

"Second, Macchio's image is that of a boy. We are here to investigate Macchio. It is not possible for Sato to wait until he disappears after seeing a suspicious boy. Third, Sato does not believe in urban legends. He came here with the intention of having fun, so he has a reason to play a prank."

"It makes sense, it makes sense."

Ito Jun applauded. Shikino was indeed a talented person, as he could come up with a logically consistent reason in such a short time.

"Is that so?"

The not-so-smart Yamashita, Koizumi, Mitsui, and Akari suddenly realized and believed it.

Ito Jun stared in the direction of the swing.

Only he knew that Shikino was wrong...or maybe Shikino himself knew it.

He had been staring at the park from the beginning. Although he was distracted for a moment, he saw the boy clearly when he appeared. When the street lights went out, he also saw what happened through the night vision goggles.

The boy was indeed Macchio. He was emitting a blue-green light that was invisible to the naked eye. After he extended his hand to Sato, the blue-green light spread towards Sato, and then the two of them disappeared together.

Ito Jun didn't understand how Macchio did it, because the time was too short and he didn't even see Macchio's essence.

Someone else must be there to lure Macchio out of trouble.

Ito Jun glanced at his friends.

There are still five tools that can be used.

Yamashita, Koizumi, Mitsui, Misaki, and Tomie, the first three are tools that don’t need to be cared about, and the last two are special tools.

Shikino is a traitor... a wise one, who can help him share the pressure of strange phenomena and do some bad things on his behalf. Akari is his friend, a reserve of the courageous one, and will be a brave warrior when necessary, so they can't be put in danger.

Sadako was unable to command and could only passively defend. In the absence of knowledge of the enemy's interference methods, she could not easily take risks.

"Mitsui, you go to the sand, and the rest of you follow me and ambush in the bushes nearby. As soon as someone shows up, we'll rush over and see who's behind this!"

At this time, Shikino made new arrangements.

This time everyone acted together. Mitsui was a little reluctant at first, but when he looked at the bushes, it didn't seem too far away, just a few steps away. Even if there were really supernatural phenomena, it wouldn't be a problem.

"Mitsui, I leave it to you this time. Don't let me down like that Sato guy!"

Shikino walked up to Mitsui, waved her big hand, and patted Mitsui's shoulder hard. The clothes on her chest shook because of her movement, and Mitsui's eyes also shook.

"Leave it to me, President!"

Mitsui clenched his fist and spoke with high morale.

Mitsui strode towards the sand where the swing was. Shikino raised his right hand, waved it forward, bent over, and ran towards the bushes not far away. Everyone followed one by one, except Kawakami Tomie.

Although she joined the Supernatural Department, she had no intention of integrating into the community.

As for the immortal Kawakami Tomie, Ito Jun couldn't do anything to her in the short term.

Although Oshikiri said that Kawakami Tomie was one of his four messengers, he could not think of how to make Kawakami Tomie obedient.

Mitsui stood in front of the swing, his brain calmed down, and uneasiness and fear rose in his heart.

"Is it really okay? It must be okay. How could there really be any paranormal events in the world?"

Mitsui muttered to himself, a forced smile on his face.

"Crack—!"

Suddenly, the swing started to shake. The sharp sound made Mitsui's scalp tingle, and he jumped out as if his butt was on fire.

Looking back at the swing, the night wind was not strong, but it made the swing shake.

Mitsui swallowed nervously, his mind becoming confused. It was clearly just a swing, but when it was swinging, it felt like someone was sitting on it.

"elder brother."

The sound coming from the side startled Mitsui. When he turned his head, he saw a little boy in yellow clothes, stretching out his arms to him.

Moreover, the little boy was actually glowing, with milky white eyes without black pupils.

"Come and play with us."

Mitsui's body became stiff, and his confused brain could not even think of running away. He involuntarily reached out to grab the little boy's hand.

"Hey!"

Just then, Shikino jumped out of the bushes and shouted.

At the same time, another figure jumped out, and Misaki pounced on the little boy like a hungry wolf.

"Run! The bad guys are coming!"

In an instant, the light disappeared, accompanied by the sound of children's laughter.

Chapter 75 Who is going to die?

Ito Jun stared at the little boy and Mitsui closely, and saw the little boy grab Mitsui's big hand and run towards the swing.