The Black Organization Saves the World[Comprehensive]

With a look of suspicion on his face, Fu Zhao drove on the road, driving steadily through the streets that gradually became silent at night.

From the corner of her eye, she secretly glanced at the female ghost passenger from the rearview mirror... Well, she was taking care of her bloody nails.

Take another look... why is there no one?

Fu Zhao slammed on the brakes, the black jaguar tires rubbing against the ground made a tooth-piercing sound, and stopped under the huge inertia! "Where is Kayako! Did she fall?"

The Jaguar suddenly stalled in the middle of the road, fortunately there was no traffic behind.

This kind of scene can be called a classic scene of a horror movie... While driving, I accidentally found a suspicious ghost in the back row. I looked closely and saw nothing, but when I relaxed, the ghost had already run very close to you!

Sherlock's body wearing a seat belt suddenly leaned forward under inertia, and he kept a thinking posture without turning his head: "It's here."

Kayako, who reappeared at the same place, added at the right time: "I thought you were scared and disappeared first, but I didn't expect you to be even more scared after disappearing. It's nothing, hurry up and drive."

With this little episode, Fu Zhao felt something alive in her body, reluctantly shifted his mind and stepped on the gas pedal, and his natural instinct appeared again: "Sister Coconut, you ghost world children are still going to die if you lose them." Call the police?"

"If you have trouble, call the police." Gayako answered very decisively, turning his head to the left and looking out the window, "Although he is a little more reassuring than ordinary parents, Junxiong is a second-generation ghost, and the residents of the West District know him. He just moved here. It's the first time he's gone missing here for so long, which mother wouldn't be worried, I asked him to take his life before and he came back on time every time..."

"Sister Coconut, can we not talk about the death penalty?" Fu Zhao interrupted her helplessly, cold sweat dripping from the hand holding the steering wheel.

However, when talking to a ghost, the topic can only be whitening besides killing his life.

Fu Zhao was not interested in whitening, and the car fell silent after a few chats, and Sherlock who was thinking was basically just a decoration.

He couldn't bear to speed up, turned on the car radio, and used the sound of the official news broadcast full of righteousness to dilute the chill on the back of his neck.

"Tomorrow, the Fuyuki District People's Court will hear the case of the heir to the magic family in private. The plaintiff Matou Kariya claims that everything is Tokiomi's fault, while the defendant Tohsaka Tokiomi's lawyer claims that the fault is not Tokiomi but the world... "

Well, it seems that minors in any urban area must be carefully protected.

Fu Zhao stepped on the accelerator with emotion, and the radio in the car suddenly cut off the signal after a strange hissing sound!

The land of the sunset, here we come.

This urban area surrounded by barriers all year round is cloudy almost every day, there is no sunshine, and even if the moon appears at night, it is a blood-red full moon used to transform werewolves or increase the power of ghosts...

The sky was pitch black tonight, and there was the sound of something fluttering over the roof of the car.

Turning on the high beam can only illuminate a distance of about one meter. Fortunately, the road is always flat. Fuzhao slowed down and entered a thick lead blue fog, which was completely engulfed in it.

The streets and buildings were exceptionally clean, clusters of green will-o'-the-wisps strewn in mid-air to form a line with lighting that might as well not have been there, and the night wind blew the will-o'-the-wisps swaying, making the shadow of the car even weirder.

Already in the West End?

Fu Zhao stepped on the brake in doubt and stopped temporarily, turned his head to look at the thick fog surging behind him: "It's strange, I couldn't see anything just now, but I just know where to drive... Normally, there shouldn't be anything in this kind of fog. Did you encounter a ghost hitting the wall? I thought I couldn’t get out.”

"It's not that you know, it's that I'm controlling you." Kayako rolled down the car window to let the fresh air from the outside flow in, and stared into his eyes, "we are weak, that is, it is easy to be afraid of us. Humans are usually very well controlled."

Fu Zhao felt that those dark eyes were about to swallow him up, so he turned around uncontrollably, started the car and turned onto a fork in the road, regained control of his body after a while, and muttered sadly: "Then can you control Xia?" Locke, let him put me back... Shouldn't it be too late to go back now?"

"No." Gayako coldly rejected his request, with his arms resting on the edge of the car window to support his side face, "The intimidation skills of Wraiths are very ineffective for people with a strong will."

Sherlock chuckled suddenly, and the corners of his eyes showed obvious pride: "It is your responsibility to cooperate with my actions, and assisting in solving the case is also counted in the performance. If you accumulate a certain amount, you can become a regular."

"I'm afraid I was scared to death before I became a regular..." Fu Zhao resigned himself to his fate and continued driving, completely giving up the idea of ​​running away.

When turning a corner, Kayako will control his actions to ensure that he will not go the wrong way without navigation.

All electronic equipment will fail when approaching the range of the Sunset Land, so the technology in the West End is generally backward, and residents do not use any high-tech products.Ms. Mimiko who is in charge of ghost calls is the only person who can call the outside world, but she can't use it easily, after all, whoever she calls will die.

Although there are many male and non-gender residents living here, almost all the outstanding ones are women, and any one who leaves the enchantment can cause a lot of destructive power!

"Gujing Daughter" Sadako, "Infinite Split" Fu Jiang, "Singing and Dancing" Chu Renmei, and "Single Loving Mother" Kayako...these four are known as the "Four Queens of the Western District". Even more immeasurable!

Because there are legendary ghosts sitting in the car, a lot of harassment was avoided along the way. What Fu Zhao was worried about did not happen, and he followed the instructions and arrived at the scene of the crime, which is Kayako's home.

The black jaguar stopped by the side of the road in front of a semi-new single-family villa, and the exterior color of the villa became more and more terrifying under the light of the ghost lights and street lights.

This is a veritable haunted house!

Not only that, every building in the West End is a haunted house!

"It should be useful for me to recite the eight honors and eight disgraces temporarily." Fu Zhao clasped his hands together and muttered to his chest, "Prosperity, civilization, harmony, freedom..."

Sherlock got out of the car and walked towards the villa without any scruples, reminding Yuanyuan: "You seem to be reciting it wrong."

"You even know this?" Fu Zhao put down his hands and unbuckled his seat belt in surprise, he was very unwilling to leave the relatively safe compartment, "Other people go to haunted houses during the day, why do I have to come to such places in the middle of the night..."

The villa on the second floor stood quietly in the middle of the night. Kayako, dressed in blood, pushed open the creaking door and turned on the light in the living room on the first floor.

Fortunately, the lighting at home is not a ghost fire, but an orange fluorescent lamp with a more lively atmosphere.

Fu Zhao walked in frightened, and there was a musty smell coming from the inside. The furniture was complete and had a more lifelike atmosphere, but the window glass was all shattered and scattered on the floor, and there were still spots of blood nearby.

It was simply a kidnapping scene.

But Sherlock didn't rush to investigate the clues all over the room, and looked around calmly: "The room became like this before Junxiong disappeared. It's really interesting."

Jiaye went straight to the sofa and sat down, picked up a cigarette and lit it with the lighter on the coffee table: "Sure enough, he is a superhero who works at the headquarters. Your deduction is correct. I played mahjong with a few friends at home in the afternoon, but we stopped in the middle. There was a quarrel, but they broke up badly, and when we cleaned up the house, we found out that our son was gone."

"You seem to be very excited. You are much more motivated than when you were on the night shift two days ago..." As soon as Fu Zhao entered the living room, he found the safest corner and squatted down. He felt a lot more at ease when he had a back to rely on. .

Sherlock kept a faint smile all the time, and his eyes fell on the mahjong table next to the tea table: "Of course, I used to solve many cases with almost zero clues, and now there are clues everywhere, but things in the West District cannot be analyzed with common sense. So What happened this afternoon? Tell me slowly and in detail."

Gayoko brushed his long hair back, took a deep breath of the cigarette, held it between his fingers, and slowly exhaled white mist: "I was called the Four Queens of the Western District, anyway, I'm already dead. I don't care about these false names, but we The four of them have a good relationship, and they often get together, and they made an appointment to come to my house to play mahjong a few days ago."

Four female ghosts gathered together...

Fu Zhao in the corner trembled and immediately covered his ears, but couldn't hold back his curiosity and put down his hand.

Jia coconut shook the soot, with a vicissitudes of life expression: "Zhenzi was the first to arrive, and she crawled out of my TV half an hour early. Then came Chu Renmei, and Aunt Mei sent two buckets of her body to bury her." The water from the ground is said to be a natural mountain spring, and Fujiang is the latest to come."

"At that time, Junxiong was still in the living room. After you started playing mahjong, you went upstairs, right?" Sherlock checked the nearby traces in a firm tone, walked to the window where the glass was broken and squatted down, his figure half-lit by the light half dark.

Kayako glanced at him unexpectedly, and stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray: "Well, the TV was occupied by Sadako, and he went back to his room feeling bored."

Sherlock pinched a piece of broken glass on the floor by the window: "What was the reason for your dispute afterwards?"

"Auntie Mei cheated on playing mahjong, and when Sadako pointed it out, she had to explain that her rules were different. There was blood all over the ground when she scuffled with Sadako. Let's go and persuade her, and said that three foreign ghosts bullied her together." To be honest, the sound wave attack shattered all the glass in the villa." Jiaye frowned and brushed the soot off his sleeves, "Then everyone dispersed, and Aunt Mei said that she would never come to play mahjong again. Crawling back from the TV covered in blood, I called Junxiong a few times when I was packing up the mahjong, only to find that he was missing."

Fu Zhao showed an expression of sudden realization... It turned out that this is how the blood and broken glass on the ground came from, and the life of ghosts in the West District is really colorful.