Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"Book?"

He looked at an old, mutilated and mud-stained book beside his feet, a little curious.

Tang Chuchu also looked down.

This book is a little bigger than a palm, and it looks a bit old.

Fu Kuan picked it up and took a look, and immediately found something strange.

This is not a book, but a notebook.

Speaking of notebooks, there is actually a bit of a problem.

It's more like a book that you bind yourself, and the paper quality is different from the one you use now.

Even the binding was askew.

He opened the cover, and Tang Chuchu glanced at the paper man on the road and shivered.

She also admired Fu Kuan for being so calm under such circumstances.

"Death Note."

Fu Kuan frowned.

On it, there is clearly a record of how people died.

But there is no date, no signature, as if it was recorded casually.

"Death Note? What do you mean?"

"It looks like it's a person's handwriting, and it seems that the person who wrote this note is..."

Fu Kuan swallowed and turned to the first page.

"Uncle Cheng at the head of the village died today, and his death was very strange, as if he was strangled to death.

"But there was no pain on Uncle Cheng's face. On the contrary, he was enjoying it very much. Uncle Cheng's eyes were wide open, he was completely naked, and his body was scalded with various patterns. creepy.

"However, I don't think Uncle Cheng died of suffocation, and it's unlikely that he was tortured to death. What's more, Uncle Cheng has been so honest all his life, and has never offended anyone, and has no enemies. How could he be killed by someone venting his anger? Where did it fall?
"But what surprised me the most is that none of the valuables in Uncle Cheng's house was lost."

……

"Li, the widow from the next door village, also died today, due to dystocia.

"Widow, why did you suddenly have a child? I don't know about this, but Widow Li never married after the death of the old man. How could she have a child?

"When she was found, Widow Li had been dead for three days, and her body was stinky. In such a hot day, Widow Li was really pitiful, and the child in her stomach was also dead. I heard that this method of death , will become a ghost."

……

"Two children fell into the reservoir in the east of the bridge today. People searched for a long time and notified the police station, but nothing was found, not even the bodies of the two children.

"The reservoir is so big, and it didn't fall into the river. The corpses can always be found, right? Why can't the bodies be found? Or, these two children did not drown at all, or, these two children, Didn't fall into the water at all!
"These are all my conjectures, but the police station also came to a conclusion, that is, these two children were indeed drowned. Alas, things are impermanent!"

……

"Brother Lin came to collect debts today, and I owe him tens of thousands of dollars. I really can't stand him messing with me like this.

"What's more, this kid is not a good bird. I heard that I liked Widow Li from the next village for a long time, but Widow Li is dead, so this kid may be out of temper and deliberately bully us honest people.

"My surname is Lin, I will pay back the money!"

……

"The man surnamed Lin died, and his death was miserable. His stomach was completely emptied, even his head was gouged out, and his eyeballs were also gouged out. The most terrifying thing is that his limbs surnamed Lin were chopped off. up.

"I'm very happy, after all, I don't have to pay back the money, but I don't know what kind of stubble this Lin has offended, otherwise, he wouldn't have died so badly.

"Whatever, anyway, people can't be resurrected after death, anyway, when I borrowed money, I didn't have an IOU, what do I love!"

……

"Today I died, I was killed."

……

Fu Kuan read a few records hastily, and suddenly felt a chill.

What the hell is going on.

Forget about the first few records, but the last one, the whole note came to an abrupt end.

"Brother Fu, he wrote it himself. He died or was killed..."

"Well, the handwriting is exactly the same, but we can't tell it with the naked eye. If we can identify it, it will be much clearer."

"Then who wrote this death note, how could it fall here?"

Fu Kuan glanced at the resident next to him. The diary was separated from this family by a wall.

If it was dropped here a long time ago, it is impossible not to be discovered.

If such a terrifying note is discovered, it is absolutely impossible that there will be no trouble.

"I counted, and there are more than 30 articles, that is to say, more than 30 people died."

"This... is too terrifying, and too outrageous!"

"It really subverts cognition. It turns out that someone really recorded the Death Note!"

Fu Kuan smacked his mouth and closed the notebook.

Wiping the yellowed cover, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Chuchu, look, isn't this book very old?"

"Yes, at least for decades."

"But the handwriting on it is so clear, even written in ink, but the details inside are obviously not like what happened decades ago. Let's not talk about these police stations, it is the debt collection article, Tens of thousands of yuan, no IOUs."

Fu Kuan frowned, seemingly thoughtful.

"Yes! That's a bit strange!"

"So I think that someone deliberately let us find out."

"This...isn't possible? Leaving aside the fact that no one in this village knew of our arrival, it was impossible for Brother Fang alone, because when we came out at night, we were waiting near his house, and why did he Can it be concluded that we are going here?"

Tang Chuchu's analysis makes sense.

But Fu Kuan shook his head with a smile.

"I don't mean the living."

"Ah? Is it possible that he can still be a dead person?"

"Yes! It's the dead! It's these paper figurines!"

Fu Kuan looked at the paper-stitched people on the road, and suddenly smiled sinisterly.

Tang Chuchu couldn't hold back a little bit with this smile.

"Brother Fu, it's a big night, and it's still in such an environment, so don't scare me."

"No, go! Follow!"

"what……"

Fu Kuan immediately took a step forward.

Then, he saw a raccoon cat standing not far away, staring at them.

It's not a good thing to see a cat in such a gloomy place.

And the cat seemed to have something in its mouth.

Fu Kuan stopped and took a closer look. It turned out to be three sticks of incense!

And it's still burning incense.

He walked up to it, and the raccoon cat let out a sinister bark and then ran out of sight.

Looking at the three incense sticks on the ground, Fu Kuan picked them up, a little suspicious.

"What do you mean, the cat is carrying incense? Is there anything special about it?"

"The cat's yin energy is relatively strong, and the meaning of these three incense sticks, Brother Fu, you know better than me."

Fu Kuan stared at the three incense sticks in his hand and was stunned for a second.

But at this second, one of the three incense sticks suddenly broke!