Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"Well, be careful on the road, Hui." Kato Keiichi didn't want to trouble his cousin to bring him food. "Don't come next time. The hospital has been a bit uneasy lately. I always feel like something is going to happen..."

"thing?"

Keiichi Kato nodded seriously, put the pen on the table into his jacket pocket, and led the girl out of the hospital.

"It's a very strange thing. Anyway... don't come to the hospital too much."

"Oh."

Incomprehensible words.

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Dean chamber.

"That girl is so pretty."

"If I were young, I would definitely pursue her. What? I was so handsome when I was young that I could scare you..."

Keiichi Kato glanced at his teacher's figure.

"I, I wasn't this fat when I was young!" The frivolous dean lifted his double chin, the fat on his face made his eyes look even smaller...

knock --

knocking.

Without waiting for Kato Keiichi to stand up, the person who came in pushed the door open.

Two men and one woman. The fierce man strode straight ahead and pulled his ID out of his pocket.

"I'm Bai Ju, the captain of the official special operations team." The leading man pointed at the fat dean and said something ambiguous: "You are the leader of the newly established 'New Disease' research team, right?"

The tall man had a blank expression on his face. “The bodies are now under the full control of the authorities. Seal off the research room and the morgue. No information is allowed to leak out. No personnel involved can leave here.”

He tilted his head and said a few words to the other side of the headset, then turned around and continued: "Our people will be here later, please help."

"What on earth happened?!" Kato Keiichi shouted in surprise, and the dean next to him grabbed his tactless disciple hard.

It’s better to listen less to official affairs - the fat dean, who has reached a certain height, has heard about the strange phenomena appearing in the world now. He also has a gentle wife and lovely children, and has no intention of getting involved in these things.

He also didn't intend to let his talented disciple interfere.

"I understand, Mr. Bai Ju. I will make it happen. Please let your people come to me directly. If it is blocked, even if I am the dean, you will have to..."

Sakai Takashi handed over a written warrant.

"That's fine." The fat dean narrowed his eyes. "The laboratory is still closed and will be ordered to be sealed. Please allow me to ask one more question." The fat dean looked at the disciple beside him obscurely: "Will there be a big danger?"

The one who answered him was the short-haired woman behind him.

"Please don't worry." The woman smiled slightly, as if to comfort the old and young who were in love with each other: "I am Usami Reiko. Please don't worry, it's just that these bodies are related to the recent events. We suspect that the murderer used some new virus to poison the crime. So..."

"I understand, I understand. No need to explain in such detail." The fat dean waved his hand quickly: "Please go ahead, three of you. We will follow your instructions."

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The cold morgue was bright as day.

Sakai Takashi fanned the pungent smell of medical disinfectant and approached Usami Reiko with a gloomy face: "Chaos side?"

"Probably..." The woman put on black glasses, took out a notebook and said while recording: "We have to wait for the research team to come, but... through the direction of the "secret ceremony", at least we can be sure that the ritualist committed the crime."

"It could also be order." Bai Ju stood in front of the corpse for a long time without saying a word, and just closed the body bag again: "Don't make a hasty judgment before the investigation results come out. Sakai, have you asked the video recordings?"

Sakai Takashi shook his head helplessly: "I've been there, you should understand, there's no way to take pictures - the intermittent shutdowns and black screens have been going on for more than a year, and the observation team behind me can't circle the criminal's activity range by looking for patterns in the intermittent stagnation. There is no pattern, and there is no overlap."

"Some places have even gone so far as to shut down most of the cameras... I say, the higher-ups should take care of this. When will they move that fat pig away?"

Bai Ju narrowed his eyes: "Don't complain about things that shouldn't be your business... Think about how to catch him."

How to catch them? They don't even know how the other party deprives them of their lifespans. You know, the most important thing for a ritualist, and the thing he should hide the most, is his "ability" and the "price" he paid after gaining the ability. Getting these two pieces of information will hold the key to victory.

After all, people like Bai Ju are still a minority.

Many ritualists, like Sakai Takashi, are not combat-type... but they still have unpredictable lethality.

Until the answer is revealed, everyone has to rely on guessing.

What’s more troublesome is that there are no survivors.

"I went to all the bars involved and asked them. Most of them didn't notice it. Besides, this murderer is usually active in nightclubs. Under that kind of lighting... you can't really see him clearly. He probably used paper money."

"The only thing we can judge now is that the other party should be a woman."

Because most of the victims are men.

"The only breakthrough is the 'Animal House'. The store manager said he seemed to have caught a glimpse of a long-haired woman, young, with a good figure - as for the face." Sakai Takashi drooped his eyebrows and looked dejected: "There is no need to do a facial comparison, the lights are dim, and there are big sunglasses. Do you know how many people a bar or nightclub receives every day?"

Bai Ju didn't care about Sakai Takashi's complaints.

"The time has been lost, the ageing, the victims are mostly young people... and children."

Usami Reiko noticed something and looked at Bai Ju: "You mean, it was taken away?"

"The victims are all relatively young. In other words, the other party believes that the remaining life span of the deceased is still..."

"a lot of."

Sakai Takashi shook his head: "Is it possible? How could such a ghostly ability be given to humans?" He thought that his ability was amazing enough.

Speaking of abilities, Bai Ju turned his head and looked at Sakai Takashi again.

"You asked?"

Ask the plants.

Sakai Takashi nodded, took out a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips, shook it and tore it open: "I asked." Tear it open - "Hmm... I don't remember. You know, with my ability, I have to beg those guys."

Don’t plants know either?

The man handed over the potato chips. Usami Reiko looked at the corpses and the cold environment around her and shook her head slightly.

The crackling sounds echoed in the morgue.

"I can't find it... uh (crunch, crunch), unless that kind of creature exposes itself or offends someone it shouldn't, there's no way anyone would know how it kills people just by guessing." He picked up the potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth, then wiped them on the corner of his clothes.

Anyway, it's a work uniform, it would be a waste not to use it.

"This matter has been exaggerated. If it is true as I thought, that the deprived lifespan can be absorbed, then it will be troublesome..." Bai Ju knew that it would be okay if it was just a madman who killed people randomly, but if he really did it with the desire for 'eternal life', it would be an endless killing.

Chapter 39 The Secret of the Mask and Miss Rabbit

The private area of ​​the masquerade is another door, specially prepared for those who need to 'deal' alone.

It was a small room with two or three sofa chairs, a small wooden table and a simple chandelier overhead.

The surrounding walls were mottled, and there was no sign that the next door was a brightly lit and luxurious room.

"It seems that the organizer's ability is still quite different from that of the first ritualist." The woman who was speaking was sitting on the sofa chair in the middle, her slender legs wrapped in black stockings. One of her feet was out of her high heels and casually placed on the table - she didn't mind letting the other person take a few more glances.

The other party is too lazy to look at it.

Utaha Kasumigaoka was extremely nervous wearing the mask with a heart engraved on it.

"Don't be so reserved, Xiao Taoxin, come here..." The woman waved her hand. The bloody rabbit mask was hideous and weird. When he tilted his head to look at her, a sharp sense of fear rose in her heart.

"Come…"

Kasumigaoka Utaha moved step by step to find the farthest sofa chair, and pulled it back hard before sitting down - her back was straight and her butt only touched a little bit of the chair.

It was as if she would jump up and run away at the slightest sign of trouble from the woman opposite her.

"Hehe, you are so cute. Heart--" Miss Rabbit slowly reached her hand into her clothes under the incredulous eyes of Kasumigaoka Utaha - after the rustling sound of bells, a delicate little clip was taken out.

"Here, I'll return your things to you. Minakawa?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was silent.

What's this…?

Clip?

Isn't it what she thought?

Miss Rabbit held up the clip and waited quietly for Kasumigaoka Utaha's reply. The bell on the clip had a little rust in the dim light, and seemed to have been weathered.

"Minakawa Akane, don't you remember?"

What, remember?

"Well..." The slender hand clenched and put away the clamp.

Then, a shocking statement exploded in the quiet space.

"You're not Akane Minakawa, right? The new Miss Heart."

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly gripped the handrail!

Her thighs pulled her calves straight and her upper body leaned forward. In an instant, the girl had already figured out how to escape - just open the door, re-enter the 'ball scene', and face all the participants including the organizer...

No, I wouldn't be able to survive if I were found out.

You have to make up a believable lie...

Two beads of sweat ran across the tip of his nose and dripped onto the dusty stone floor.

"Hahahaha! You're so funny!" Miss Rabbit laughed so hard that she fell backwards. "Silly, do you think no one can see that?"

"This clip." Miss Rabbit picked up the bell on the clip and rubbed it in her hand: "That night, when we served Master Huo Jiansha together, it was you who asked me to bring it."

Kasumigaoka Utaha kept cursing Minakawa Akane in her heart!

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. Well, I won't kill you." The woman rubbed her fingers, her nails scraping against the hard mask, making an unpleasant piercing sound. "You don't know the rules of the ball yet, and that guy Huo Jian... for some reason couldn't recognize you, ha, you came in by a very 'coincidence'."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's palms were full of sweat and the armrests of the seat had started to slip.

"I told you not to be nervous. Here, let me tell you." Miss Rabbit put down her legs and sat up a little.

"Mask, we only recognize this one." She pointed at her mask and said, "If I die one day and someone picks up the mask..."

"She's the new Miss Bunny. Got it?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha understood.

Succession... is this also due to the ability of the organizer? Therefore, it doesn't matter if my replacement is discovered.

The pale face under the heart-shaped mask let out a sigh.

"Of course, there is still a little connection. Didn't I tell you? For some reason, Huo Jian can't accurately identify the people around him, so don't be stupid and tell him the truth. Although there is a rule in the "Masquerade", the holders of the "mask" are "best" not to kill each other - you can understand the meaning of "best", right?"

"He seems to like Miss Minagawa very much."

Feeling that the person under the mask was becoming less and less serious, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally calmed down and rubbed her arms: "You are so 'kind', you must have something to ask of me? I don't think this kind of gathering can still uphold the principle of helping each other."

"Yeah, of course. I found out..." The woman put on her high heels and stood up. She walked to the front of Kasumigaoka. The ferocious rabbit face looked at her from top to bottom: "I found out that Hiramura often chats with you."

"I'm very jealous. My Lord Hiram abandoned me after one night." Miss Rabbit held the back of Kasumigaoka's hand and moved her body closer - the girl immediately realized the problem.

The palms were calloused, and some of the joints were enlarged - this guy must have done some repetitive physical labor in real life. In fact, her forearms were much stronger than mine. The perfume on her body was not a brand commonly used by girls, and her mouth smelled like mouthwash. Did she rinse her mouth before coming, or did she eat something...?

She used her left hand first out of habit - she had put on her shoes with her left hand just now, so she was left-handed. She had no accent, a plump figure, and considering that she said "serve the Higansha together", it can be assumed that she and Akane Minakawa had met openly?

No, not necessarily. There are many different concepts of "serving".

So, what feelings does she have towards that leather-clad man?

wrong.

In a flash, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked up: "Ritual object?"

Miss Rabbit looked at the girl quietly, and after a while she chuckled and said, "You are much smarter than that woman who doesn't know how to live or die, Akane Minakawa... That's right. The organizer promised to give you a "ritual object"..."

Standing up, the woman lifted her hair. A strange fragrance spread out: "Leave it to me. I will help you survive in this organization..."

I don't intend to continue attending this dangerous party.

Miss Rabbit seemed to know exactly what Kasumigaoka Utaha was thinking. She held her handbag and stared at her with interest: "No one has ever left the ball alive. The new Peach Heart, do you want to give it a try?"