From Earthbound Spirit to Tokyo Evil

The street lights suddenly went out at this moment, and the ball hit him heavily. Then, he heard a noise similar to nails scratching on an iron plate suddenly appearing not far away. The street lights began to flicker again, and in the constant change of light and darkness, he was horrified to see a deep claw mark appear on the ground, slowly but terrifyingly moving towards him!

Control of his body suddenly returned to him. He screamed wildly, kicking his legs on the ground, and crawled backwards several steps, finally putting some distance between himself and the horrible claw marks. Then, he no longer cared about his briefcase, and screamed and crawled towards the alley where he came from.

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"Hello?" Kyuubi Suketo stood at the elevator door and called to the room in the corridor.

There was no response, but it was an indisputable fact that the light was on in the innermost room.

It was strange. When he came to inspect an hour ago, the lights in all the offices were turned off, and he didn't see anyone entering or leaving.

"Have you been working hard? Is anyone here to work overtime again?"

There was still no response, but after a few seconds, the light in the room at the end of the corridor suddenly went out again.

This is simply...

The scene was a bit awkward. Kyuubi Suketo stood in the elevator waiting for a long time, but didn't see anyone coming out.

So, is there really anyone in there?

He swallowed subconsciously.

After such a thing happened, as the night guard of the building, should he pretend that he didn't see anything and just turn around and leave, or should he perform his duties seriously and go over there to see what is going on?

"Haha, it's just the switch that's broken, right?" Kyuubi Suken finally chose to deceive himself, but almost at the same time he turned around, the light in that room suddenly lit up again. Not only that, it also began to flash rhythmically, as if sending out some signal.

"Oh my God..." Kyuubi Suketo completely gave up the idea of ​​finding out what was going on and immediately ran towards the elevator, but at this moment, the sound of glass breaking was suddenly heard in the room.

Kyuubi Suketo rushed into the elevator without hesitation, but when he turned around, he saw a chair with wheels running out of the room by itself and rushing towards him along the corridor at a high speed!

"Help!" Kyubi Suketo screamed and pressed the door closing button desperately, finally closing the elevator door before the thing rushed over.

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Fortunately, these guys are not very courageous. Otherwise, it would be a real headache to figure out how to scare them.

His purpose was just to scare them, give Akasaka something to do and keep them busy, but he didn't really want to kill anyone.

This level should be just right now.

The spiritual power attached to the amulet can only move within a two-meter radius, which is too restrictive for him. Otherwise, even if he couldn't speak or reveal his body, he could still perform more scary tricks.

However, I didn't expect it to be quite interesting.

Sure enough, pranks are always fun no matter what time it is.

Moreover, doing this can actually gain a little spiritual power, which is an unexpected benefit.

He immediately thought that even with so many restrictions, he could actually achieve a better frightening effect by placing two or three amulets in adjacent areas. As long as he planned and designed in advance and prepared some small props, he could achieve a better effect.

For example, if the night security guard had been able to find a way to throw an amulet onto the top of the elevator, allowing Natsukawa to control the elevator and forcibly take him upstairs, or simply cut off the power to the elevator and plunge it into darkness, he might have been scared to death.

And before, if an office worker happened to have a large piece of plastic sheet or something nearby...

I can definitely do that next time, but first...

"You're lying, aren't you?" Takahata said with a bitter face. "You clearly told me to just throw those amulets away wherever I wanted, but you designated each place, and now you want me to take them back?"

"If you had looked for a place properly instead of just doing it half-heartedly, wouldn't all this have happened?" Xia Chuan asked back. "So are you going now or not?"

"Go, of course." Takahata had no choice but to compromise.

Even the weak spiritual power on the last amulet was enough to create the illusion that Xia Chuan could switch back and forth between these amulets freely. Faced with such power, he dared not have the slightest intention of resisting.

After all, Akasaka's power was not strong enough to arrive at the scene in such a short time after these haunted incidents occurred. Under Natsukawa's urging, Takahata had to find the amulets hidden in various places as quickly as possible and take them back all at once.

"Where's my reward?" Takahata asked breathlessly, collapsing on the ground. "You didn't lie to me about this, did you?"

"Take the amulet on the far right and buy a scratch lottery ticket tomorrow." Xia Chuan replied. "I will suppress my spiritual power to the lowest level. Don't worry, I won't be discovered."

Chapter 38: Rats are more useful than you

Natsukawa's plan did not work immediately. The next afternoon, when Yui Aoki came to Tsuru Manor to work, she could still see Akasaka's people watching her from a distance from a high place.

This puzzled Natsukawa, so he took the opportunity when the family next door to the shrine was out and secretly used the male owner's computer to surf the Internet. Finally, he saw a discussion about the supernatural events he had created the night before on a forum that was keen on discussing various urban legends. Akasaka didn't seem to take these things seriously at all, and let the post hang on the forum. Some people who were curious discussed whether to go to the scene to verify whether the story was true, while some netizens who claimed to be related to the parties involved were making up details out of the blue.

This finally made Xia Chuan realize a problem.

Akasaka's network might not be as large and sensitive as he imagined. After all, their manpower is limited, and this city has a vast area of ​​tens of thousands of square kilometers and a huge population of tens of millions. If they pay attention to and track everything, they will probably really be exhausted to death.

Their focus may not be these insignificant legends. Perhaps only deaths, injuries, or even sacrifices will truly enter their sight and attract their attention.

Judging from their previous performance, Xia Chuan had to guess that their system was most likely linked to the police and hospital reporting systems, and would be automatically activated after encountering major incidents such as casualties.

I don’t know whether this should be considered good news or bad news.

The good news is that he should be able to use this new information to gain greater flexibility and room for maneuver, but the bad news is that if he wants to transfer the Akasaka forces that are monitoring Yui Aoki, it seems that he will have to put in more thought and effort.

If the means are not to harm innocent people, it will be necessary to create more supernatural phenomena that are more lasting and have a greater impact.

But it was too risky to go to those places last night to re-enact the supernatural events at this time. Moreover, after changing his appearance several times with the help of Natsukawa and running around the instant lottery ticket sales points in Adachi and Katsushika districts, and winning a 500,000 yen instant lottery ticket, Takahata became extremely reluctant to repeat the previous adventure.

Although he did not dare to openly resist Xia Chuan's orders, he kept procrastinating and even used various methods to delay and beg. In short, he would do anything you ask me to do, as long as you don't let me take risks again.

Xia Chuan never expected that after he fulfilled his promise to reward him, he would become completely depressed. Even the promise of double repayment of the loan could not impress him. Needless to say, Jishan, who lived with him, immediately followed suit.

Although these two lazy guys were stupid, they actually guessed Xia Chuan's temper through their previous interactions. Although they were stabbed by Xia Chuan's spiritual energy and rolled on the ground begging for mercy, they just refused to take the risk again.

Xia Chuan couldn't really kill it, so he could only give up.

"In that case, go catch the mouse."

"mouse?"

"Don't try to fool me with a pet rat! It must be a wild rat from the sewers, agile and strong. And find me some wood, light and tough!"

The amulets infused with spiritual power are stronger than ordinary paper and can even resist being soaked by water drops, but in order to make them more durable, Xia Chuan agreed to add some insurance measures.

Although they didn't know the reason, Takahata and Yoshiyama took action reluctantly.

However, although they were monsters, they had no way to deal with the small creatures hiding in the sewers of the shopping street. In the end, they finally relied on mouse traps and bait to catch four adult mice.

During this process, Xia Chuan also used his spiritual power to carefully process five small olive-shaped wooden boxes that could just fit the tightly stacked amulets inside. The outer wall was smooth and only slightly larger than the capsule, so it shouldn't be a problem for the mouse to swallow it.

This time, even Takahata and Yoshiyama understood.

What Xia Chuan actually considered at first was not mice, but crows or stray cats and dogs. However, considering the size and conspicuousness of those things, mice can move in more areas and are easier to hide.

It is said that the IQ of mice is comparable to that of an eight-year-old child. Xia Chuan does not believe this, but now he has the opportunity to verify how high their intelligence is.

Under the attention of Takahata and Yoshiyama, he first roughly checked the health of the four mice, used a little spiritual power to cure the different degrees of problems in their bodies, and drove out the insects by the way, and then began to train them.

They seemed to be more sensitive to spiritual power than humans, but also to a limited extent. However, Xia Chuan repeatedly used the spikes made of spiritual power to force them to change direction. After several hours of training, they finally understood and accepted this.

In most cases, he would not stop them from acting on their instincts, but when necessary, he would only need to tap them lightly with his spiritual power, and the mice would know that they could not continue to move in that direction, otherwise, they would be stabbed hard. And when he needed the mice to move in a certain direction, he only needed to tap them with his spiritual power in the appropriate direction.

He quickly completed the test of making the four mice act completely according to his orders in the shrine. When they finally completed all the tests, he actually had an illusion that these mice were definitely much better than the two raccoon cats who completely lost patience halfway through and simply ran to the next door Hezhuang to eat.

Sato finally came back at this time, looking worried. The search for the next patient did not seem to be going smoothly.

But Xia Chuan, who already had a new toy, didn't care about it. He just issued a new oracle to him, telling him that these four mice were pets of the gods, and asked him to find food to reward them and take good care of them. Then, after they had eaten and drunk their fill, he let them swallow the wooden box containing the amulet, and injected thirty strands of spiritual energy into the amulet in the body of the largest one, and then drove it all the way along the sewer.

Xia Chuan was amazed by the mouse's mobility. After reducing the time spent searching and watching under his control, it moved quickly in the narrow and dirty waterway at a speed faster than humans could walk, swimming, climbing, and jumping. However, it soon became tired and hungry, so Xia Chuan had to let it crawl out of the ground, get a bag of peanuts from an unmanned vending machine nearby, and use his spiritual power to break it open to reward its hard work.

They continued to move forward in this way, and finally arrived at the office building where they had committed the supernatural incident before in the early morning of the next day. They climbed along the downpipe into an office on the third floor whose window was forgotten to be closed, and hid in the corner of the storage room.

The mouse, which had worked so hard, could no longer hold on and curled up to fall asleep. Natsukawa also began to observe the surrounding environment carefully, thinking about how to create a supernatural event that would be enough to attract Akasaka's attention.

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Chapter 39: Strange News Investigation Bureau

"Is this the place?" Takuya Ozu poked his head out stealthily and saw that there was no fundamental difference between the room and other offices. The workstations and layout were exactly the same. The only difference was probably that the glass door looked brand new, which seemed to confirm the details described in the post.

"Could it be that he accidentally saw the glass door was broken and made up a story to post it online?" His companion Hirotake Otsuka secretly watched the office from behind him and finally came to this conclusion.

"How do you know? Didn't the security guard take sick leave? Maybe the time has not come yet? Anyway, let's take a few more photos nearby!" said Takuya Ozu.

As we all know, most supernatural events happen at midnight. It is still noon now. No matter how arrogant the ghost is, it probably won't come out at this time.

Of course, the two of them didn't choose this point on purpose because they were afraid, but...everything should be planned before taking action. Since they are determined to become experts in supernatural phenomena, isn't it reasonable for them to come here to check out the place in a professional manner when it is safe?

"Wait a minute!" Otsuka suddenly screamed in a low voice, like a mouse whose tail was stepped on.

"What's wrong?" Ozu suddenly became nervous.

"That... the one doing the interview over there... couldn't that be Inaba Rika?!" Otsuka pinched Ozu subconsciously, his voice trembling. "Am I dreaming?"

Ozu screamed, finally attracting the attention of the room, and a staff member walked over to them, "Um...Excuse me?"

"Ah? Sorry, sorry!" The two of them ran away in a hurry.

"Ms. Inaba, is this your crazy fan again? Your popularity is really enviable." The woman being interviewed said with a smile.

"No, no, you're really too kind." Inaba Rika shook her head. "Then, Minister, can we take a look around?"

"Please do as you please, as long as it does not affect other people's work."

"Thank you so much!"

"Inaba, just deal with it casually and leave." Photographer Oka Katsuhisa, who had been trying hard to act serious in taking pictures, came over and whispered.

"Senior..." Inaba Rika looked at him helplessly.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Inaba quietly took out a radio-like instrument from her bag, pulled out the antenna, and began to walk around the office. The focus was of course on "confirming" the glass door and corridor where the supernatural events had occurred, but in order to ensure that no possible clues were missed, she also secretly tested inside the room.

This was the so-called "spirit detector" that an enthusiastic reader mailed to her more than a year ago when she was just starting to make a name for herself. Although this instrument has not really played any role so far, she has been replacing the batteries regularly and bringing it with her every time she goes to the so-called "scene", even if it is just as a reward for the reader's support and a psychological protection mechanism.

I really want to encounter a real supernatural scene!

Inaba Rika thought unwillingly.

For some unknown reason, she has been fascinated by ghosts, monsters, aliens, people with super powers, and time travelers since she was very young. She can even be said to be addicted to them. Since junior high school, she has resolutely decided to become a light chaser who bravely tracks down supernatural phenomena and shows the truth of the world to the public.

To this end, she did not hesitate to go against her parents' expectations and resolutely applied for the journalism department. When she graduated and started working, she resolutely chose the "All Neon Oddity Investigation Bureau" that introduced her to this wonderful world in the first place. She regarded this old monthly magazine with a glorious history of 25 years as the place to realize her dream.

But the reality is extremely cruel.

On her first day at work, she learned a truth from the joking attitude of the editor-in-chief and her senior colleagues that almost made her collapse.

There are no ghosts in this world. Not only that, aliens, monsters, people with super powers, and time travelers do not exist either.

Most of the news published in the magazine over the past 25 years are just fictional works carefully fabricated by generations of editors and reporters to satisfy people's natural curiosity. Those credible on-site investigation reports and those documentary articles are mostly just stories imagined by editors while they were eating instant noodles in the office.

Even those blurry supernatural photos were all fakes created through technical means to attract attention and increase magazine sales!

The whole world almost collapsed that day.

Fortunately, perhaps because she was too distraught, an old editor finally showed her a photo.

"Supernatural phenomena may exist. Mr. Ohkawada, the founder of the Strange Stories Investigation Bureau, took this photo by accident. After being questioned and ridiculed, he founded this magazine to prove himself. However, we, the unworthy descendants, cannot fulfill his wish. In the end, we had to give up our original intentions and start to weave illusions for a living. But what we do is not completely meaningless. If there is no Strange Stories Investigation Bureau, can you imagine how boring the world would be? How many children would lose their dreams, curiosity and imagination?"

"Inaba, if you join this place with the same ambition as Mr. Ohkawada, then don't be disappointed. Maybe what we are reporting now is all false, but we have never given up trying to find the truth. Maybe we are old, smooth, lazy, and have lost our curiosity and desire for the truth, but we will not hinder your enthusiasm and pursuit. If you are longing for an answer, then what place can help you find the answer better than here? At the very least, you can get paid while pursuing the truth you want, and you can also distinguish the authenticity of clues with the most professional eyes. Why not?"

Rika Inaba persisted in this way, and even after the magazine opened a website and introduced beautiful celebrity reporters to cater to the habits of the new generation, she still gained tens of thousands of fans across Japan.

But she had a feeling that as she experienced more and more things, she seemed to be slowly being assimilated by other people and gradually lost her passion for exploring the supernatural.

Do they really exist?

Or, have they always been just stories imagined in people's minds, made up to satisfy their curiosity?

She instinctively swept the detector in her hand across the corner of the wall, but did not notice that when her hand raised to the highest point, the pointer, which had never moved in more than a year, slid slightly to the right.

Chapter 40 Supernatural Mansion

Where to start?

While the mouse he named "Taro" was resting, Xiachuan began to think about the specific plan for today's trouble.