I loaded the ghost talk game

Only one day had passed since the endless meeting in the special investigation countermeasure room ended.

"At 18:00 this afternoon, wait for me at the gate of Takashimaya Shopping Center, and bring your own spirit removal tools."

At noon that day, Kamiya received a text message from Yu Chengzhen Jianyou.

It seems that the Metropolitan Police Department has quickly deployed to take action against the "Fenxian" organization.

Simply replied "received" to Uncle Jie Cheng.

Kamiya tried to make another call to Mary.

But the call is not answered.

"Mary hasn't answered the phone for two days." Kamiyagawa put down the phone.

The last time Mary woke up and called Kamiya was four days ago.

After that, Kamiya tried to call her back two times, but neither was answered.

"Maybe it's because I just woke up not long ago, and I haven't fully recovered from my injuries." Kamiyagawa thought this way, "The main [When Encountering the Devil] mission came too suddenly, and the action deployment of the Metropolitan Police Department was too fast. .”

If you have enough time, find a way to contract Miss Mary, who has a C-level ghost story evaluation, into a shikigami, which will definitely greatly increase the probability of completing special tasks.

But the premise of doing this is that her injury has completely healed.

Kamiyagawa couldn't help but think about how Marie was injured after she retreated and treated Hanako last time——

Like a broken doll, standing weakly and dragging a knife in the corridor, looking at Kamiyagawa's face tenderly and lonelyly with extremely complicated eyes...

When I think about that scene at that time, it makes people feel a little unbearable.

Kamiya shook his head:

"But since the phone still doesn't work, it's useless to think about it. I have no way to find out where Mary is."

"It's running out of time. This special mission is like a surprise inspection. I don't give me enough opportunities to prepare completely. Right now, I can only make good use of the official spirit removal organization, which is a big player, and adapt to the situation."

...

Shinjuku Takashimaya.

This is a tall shopping mall that gathers world famous brands.

The time is five forty in the afternoon.

Kamiyagawa came to the east gate of Takashimaya Shopping Center.

The top floor of Takashimaya behind him has gardens and restaurants. High-class people who are willing to spend a lot of money can serve red wine in a goblet here, and look at the night view of the entire Shinjuku area from a height.

Of course, this is a scene that only the so-called "upper class" can see.

Waited about ten minutes at the east gate of the mall.

A black Mazda was slowly driving towards Kamiya Station, with a pair of license plate numbers, it was the car that Uncle Yuki was going to drive today.

The vehicle pulled over.

Kamiyagawa opened the door and sat in the back seat.

If you take a car with an acquaintance, and there are only two of you, if you sit in the back row, you will feel like you are treating the other person as the driver, which is not very respectful.

But Kamiya couldn't help it either.

Because his spirit vision was quite high, he could see clearly that the front passenger seat was sitting with a slit girl in a windbreaker and a mask.

"Good evening, boy. Ready to join me in this thankless job?"

Uncle Yuki, who was in the driver's seat, was still in a suit and leather shoes today. After teasing and saying hello, he took a paper bag from the storage compartment of the car door on his side and threw it to Kamiya.

The bag contained a sandwich, a cup of cold brew coffee, and a small dark brown ID.

"If you haven't eaten, eat this as soon as possible. When you start working, don't think about what to eat again."

Yuuki Shinkensuke said so, re-energized the Mazda, and put the accelerator on.

The vehicle speeds up.

Kamiyagawa was not too polite, first tore off the transparent plastic paper of the sandwich with a "hiss", and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then, he picked up the certificate again.

"Metropolitan Police Department Special Search Countermeasure Room"

These words were printed on the leather cover of the certificate.

Open it, inside is Kamiyagawa's name, some personal information, and a single-inch photo with a white background. In addition, under the certificate application date, there is a column of remarks - "Temporary Action Personnel".

"Where can I get my one-inch photo?"

Kamiyagawa swallowed the sandwich in his mouth, and shook the brand new certificate in his hand.

"Your school's student archives." Yuuki Makenyu looked at the road ahead and said calmly, "This is the information age, kid."

"Then you have investigated and assessed me?" Shen Guchuan put the action card in his pocket.

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get this certificate."

Kamiya didn't have much of a problem with the official investigation of him.

After all, from a procedural point of view, this should be a necessary part.

He just opened his mouth and asked: "How about my assessment?"

"Your resume is very clean." Uncle Yuki said so, but paused again:

"But some of them are too clean, so clean that we can't find any traces of the master who brought you to the path of eliminating spirits. Boy, if we don't know where you learned your skills, if there is no accident, maybe you will never be able to get rid of the ghost. You can only be a temporary operator in a countermeasure room."

"Oh. If there is a chance, I will tell you about my master, Uncle Yuki."

However, Kamiyagawa nodded in satisfaction. After saying this, he didn't say anything more, just gnawed on the sandwich and took a few sips of cold coffee.

The driving Mazda was silent for a while.

Only the slight panting sound of "hissing - hissing -" can be heard.

After finishing the impromptu dinner, Kamiya put the garbage back into the paper bag, and said again: "By the way, Uncle Yuki. You haven't told me where we are going tonight? What should we do?"

Yuki in the front row kept his eyes on the road, but gave a serious answer:

"Tonight our people are divided into two groups. You follow me to the first street in Shinjuku. Let's destroy the meeting point organized by the Fascinating Fairy. You will know exactly what to do when you arrive. Someone has been arranged to connect with you .”

Shinjuku Street.

It is Kabukicho, the custom town.

Kamiya: "Two groups?"

Yuki: "Yes. Another group of people was led by Zen master Zuxia of Wanfu Temple. They went to the port area of ​​the twenty-three district. There is another action plan to be done there."

The sky is getting dark and the lights are on.

Office workers, students, tourists, all kinds of people began to gather in Shinjuku, a city that never sleeps, to relax and enjoy the nightlife.

The colorful neon lights exude a different kind of charm, combined with the reputation of Shinjuku, an area known for its sleeplessness and luxury, it stimulates the secretion of hormones in tourists.

While talking to Uncle Yuki, Kamiyagawa propped his chin and stared out the window.

Suddenly, he saw scattered drops of water falling from the dark night sky, hitting the car window glass, splashing small splashes, and then winding down.

"It's raining."

Three to five minutes later, the rain outside became heavier and heavier, showing a tendency to turn into a torrential rain.

Uncle Yuki had to turn on the maximum power wipers.

The weather in summer is supposed to be so changeable.

"If it rains, it seems to be a kind of weather that is good for me? After all, the five thunders will strengthen when they touch the water."

Kamiyagawa was thinking silently, listening to the sound of rain, and continued to look out the window.

In sight, there is only the torrential splash of water vapor, hazy the neon lights along the way.