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Volume 1: Chapter 324: Fishy Smell

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"——For weirdos, people's negative emotions are a delicacy that makes them unable to extricate themselves. Among them, the ancient weirdos can absorb these negative emotions to enhance themselves... Just like food, it can satisfy appetite and fill the stomach."

After sleeping for another half a month, Duanmu Mo sat on the desk and raised his hand, looking at the weirdo cards collected during this period.

"But just like there are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and other tastes, weirdos can also feel the difference between negative emotions."

Looking at these weirdo cards, Duanmu Mo clenched his hands, and the cards floating in the air suddenly returned to his hands and disappeared.

Afterwards, he put down his feet on the table and looked at the computer on the table and pondered.

"At the same time, because the gate is open, although the monsters in the seal dare not cross the Cangyuan to come to this world, they can also sense places with strong negative emotions. Although they can't eat in the seal, it's okay to smell it."

On the computer, there are all information about history, what abnormalities have occurred in some places, and what places have been destroyed by monsters.

All this information was brought by the previous archaeologist. At the same time, the words of the old man also echoed in Duanmu Mo's heart:

"--Although there is no accurate evidence, looking at the artifacts of this time, I think of the information excavated in the past."

"Please speak."

At that time, Duanmu Mo was writing in his notebook while listening to the words of the archaeologist:

"I have been involved in archaeological work for more than 50 years, and I can call myself experienced-in the archaeological projects I have experienced, I have also participated in several studies that are basically on the same timeline as these artifacts."

"The destruction of a country in history is not a rare thing, but during that period of time, I don't know whether it was the trend or the initiative of a weirdo, the destruction of several places was quite similar."

"Oh?"

"The benevolent king suddenly became cruel, and the countries that trusted each other were suddenly full of suspicion... and the gods What's strange is that the places that represent these histories were all on the seaside at that time. "

At that time, Duanmu Mo already had some answers, but he still asked knowingly: "In that case, what do you think these represent?"

"There are two possibilities. Either there were things like ships in that era, and the sailors spread this bad atmosphere. But this possibility is not great, because we didn't find how developed the ships were at that time, so there is only another possibility. "

"——There are weirdos who can swim across the sea and do this to the people in these areas, right?"

"Well, but we didn't find any possible clues at that time... But if there really is such a weirdo, it is probably a bad guy who likes to see the collapse of human morality and the self-destruction of civilization."

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——Time returns to the present, Duanmu Mo looks at the computer in front of him and rubs his head.

If people have different preferences for different tastes, then this weirdo obviously has a special liking for the negative emotions of this taste.

"The taste is quite high-end."

Duanmu Mo smiled, then turned off the computer, stood up and walked out of the office.

"Huh..."

As soon as he opened the door, a cold wind blew from the stairwell. Duanmu Mo couldn't help shaking his body and wrapped his windbreaker tightly.

Although this degree of coldness is not that bad for a modified person's physical fitness, in order to avoid suspicion, Duanmu Mo always behaves like a normal person.

But he couldn't walk and shiver all the way, so Duanmu Mo thought about it, went back to the closet to take out the scarf, and wrapped it around his neck.

Nodding in front of the mirror, Duanmu Mo left the office.

Looking at the fallen leaves on the roadside, Duanmu Mo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the content on it.

"The location is here..."

- A few days ago, someone entrusted him with a task, and Duanmu Mo naturally took it.

It was not for money, nor was it a whim.

In short, an area in this city encountered trouble, and Duanmu Mo happened to have handled a commission from a resident there, so he called for help.

Duanmu Mo didn't want to agree to him at first, but changed his mind after listening to his description.

There is a cram school near that area, which recruits students from elementary school to junior high school.

Recently, when someone passed by there, he heard an unspeakable voice coming from the cram school.

At first glance, it sounded like the normal voices of students, but the voices were mixed with some inexplicable emotions, such as strong ecstasy, angry screams, and extreme sadness.

These sounds did not seem to be the sounds that normal students should make. Some parents came after hearing the news, but they did not see anything abnormal, and those students did not show any abnormality.

It's just that some people are careless, and some people are worried, so some people gathered some money to ask Duanmu Mo to come and investigate.

This is mostly the work of a weirdo, but the weirdo did not kidnap the children, but instead did these strange things, which really made people suspicious, so Duanmu Mo took the commission and prepared to go to investigate.

He patted off the fallen leaves on the motorcycle with his gloves. Duanmumo put it on and started the engine. The motorcycle roared and drove in that direction.

After driving for a certain distance on the road, Duanmumo crossed more than half of the city and arrived at the location proposed by the client.

"Looks like this is it."

It was vacation time now, so students would naturally come here. Listening to the sweet sound of reading coming from the cram school, Duanmumo nodded and came to the door of the cram school.

"Stand - what are you here for?"

Seeing Duanmumo's arrival, the guard held a cigarette in his mouth, narrowed his eyes and looked at Duanmumo and asked.

"Duanmu Mo, the boss of Duanmu Office."

Duanmumo fanned himself in front of himself without any concealment to wave away the smell of smoke. Duanmumo calmly stated his purpose: "I was entrusted by the residents nearby."

"Oh, the principal told me not to go in." The guard nodded, shook his head and said.

"Don't worry."

Duanmumo still smiled and said in a calm tone: "I'm just a poor detective. I investigate just to make money, but my client is different. If I am returned, they will still invite other people to investigate, maybe more than My rougher detective might as well be the cops."

Hearing this, the guard looked embarrassed: "But..."

"We are all neighbors. Let me take a look. I am not afraid of the shadows. I can go back to the province and they will bother me again, right?" Seeing the guard's heart wavering, Duanmumo added.

"...Hey, I'm going to inform the principal. If he doesn't let me in, there's nothing I can do."

Sighing helplessly, the guard called and informed him of what Duanmumo had told him.

After a while, the guard hung up the phone and said to Duanmumo: "Wait a moment, the principal will come out and take you in."

"Trouble." Duanmumo nodded, and after waiting for a while, a man came out.

"Ah, the principal is here."

The guard said and stood aside respectfully. Duanmumo also looked at the man and stared at him carefully.

After all, Duanmumo was not a magical girl. With his own abilities alone, he naturally couldn't sense the strange aura of the other party. He only knew that the principal was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance.

"Hello, Mr. Duanmu."

"Hello."

The two shook hands and then walked into the cram school.

"Have the guard made it clear to you the purpose of my coming?"

Following the principal, Duanmumo looked at the surrounding corridors and asked casually.

"Of course." The principal smiled gently: "I also want to resolve this misunderstanding with the nearby residents as soon as possible, so Mr. Duanmu, please don't be polite. If you want to know anything, just ask."

"good."

Under the gaze of the principal, Duanmumo stood at the back door of the classroom, looked at the students studying inside and asked, "What are they learning?"

"We will take tutoring in whatever the school teaches us," the principal said honestly.

"That's all?" Duanmumo turned around and looked into the principal's eyes and asked.

Faced with his question, the principal smiled and said: "——There are also some parents who call their children here not to study, but simply to use this place as a day care center. In the face of such irresponsible parents, we cannot leave their children alone. , so children will also be taught some principles of life during class.”

"oh?"

Duanmumo looked interested: "What's the truth?"

"Teach children to be kind to others and know how to distinguish between good and evil." The principal smiled: "Do you want to go and see it?"

"No, forget it." He shook his head and glanced at everyone: "I can just take a look."

So, the principal accompanied him around the entire tutoring institution, and after a while there was nothing to see.

"It seems that you just have a misunderstanding with them."

Duanmumo sat in the principal's office, took a sip of tea, looked at him and smiled.

"That's it." Watching Duanmumo take a sip of tea, the principal's smile became even brighter: "...I didn't do anything."

"In that case, I'll take my leave. Goodbye."

Duanmumo drank the tea in one gulp, licked his mouth, put down the tea cup and stood up.

"Walk slowly."

The principal stood up, watched Duanmumo leave, and narrowed his eyes.

——Duanmu Mo walked steadily as he passed by several classrooms and looked at the studying postures of the students inside.

These are children at most twelve or thirteen years old. It is really gratifying that they are still reading books so well without the supervision of specialized teachers.

After leaving the cram school, the guard saw him and said hello: "How are you? Did you see anything?"

"It's nothing, it's all a misunderstanding."

Duanmumo said and licked his mouth: "However, the tea has a bit of a fishy smell."

"ah?"

The guard was a little confused and was about to ask something, but he watched Duanmumo leave.

Volume One: Chapter 325: Poisonous Blood

——Walking to the corner, Duanmumo called: "Hello? Ling, are you there?"

"Ah, look to the left - I'm there."

The sound of the Shenwu Bell sounded, but what followed was the sound of Yugi's firearms and Xia Yan's voice: "I'm holding on! You hurry up and rush!"

"What's the matter? Mr. Duanmu."

After hearing Duanmumo's voice, which had been silent for a while, the sound of Shenwu Ling sounded again.

"Ah, it's okay. Where is your sister?"

"Sister is not at home. She is at the dessert shop. What's wrong?"

"That's okay, you and Xia Yan can continue playing."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Duanmumo communicated with Yuzhi again: "Hello, Yuzhi?"

"Mr. Duanmu? Do you have anything to do with me?"

Hearing Duanmumo's voice, Yuzhi's eyes lit up and his tone became excited.

"Nothing, let's talk about what you are doing first. Are you in the apartment by yourself or with Ling and the others?"

"Actually, I don't know what I'm doing... I'm just reading at home. I've already finished studying the school textbooks, and I plan to find some extracurricular content to read."

"Reading at home, are you afraid of the noise?"

Duanmumo walked on the road and came to a small shop: "One cup of hot coffee...two cups, one cup with more sugar, thank you."

"No~ the sound insulation effect of the house is very good. It's just..." As he said that, Yuzhi showed a shy look on his face: "I'm a little embarrassed to always live in Mr. Duanmu's house."

Thinking of Xia Yan staying at home eating and drinking for nothing, and comparing it with Yu Zhi, Duanmumo couldn't help but shake his head with emotion: "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, I'm more used to living in my own affairs. So - anyway, if you have nothing to do, do you want to come here? "

"Okay, where does Mr. Duanmu want me to go?"

Yuzhi was happy, but still asked doubtfully.