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Chapter Thirteen The Joker Is...(1/2)

This seemingly never-ending laughter is very harsh.

It's like scratching a blackboard with your fingernails, making you irritated, nauseous, and giving you goosebumps.

Mochizuki Rin frowned and stared at Miss Mary.

Miss Mary just looked at her quietly, motionless.

Mochizuki Rin extinguished the flames and breeze in his left and right hands, but at the same time, he stared at Miss Mary and prepared to use his abilities.

But Miss Mary still didn't make any move and even fell to the ground.

If it wasn't still standing, and its face even changed directions as Rin Mochizuki moved, then there would be nothing wrong with saying it was a real doll.

Only then did Mochizuki Rin focus on the harsh laughter.

She got ready, purple flames appeared on her left hand again, then she walked over and opened the cabinet door suddenly!

There was nothing inside except the beige long windbreaker and light gray scarf left by Wang Quansang.

The laughter also disappeared.

Mochizuki Rin frowned, and simply took out the scarf and trench coat and put it on. After a while, something happened and she forgot to take it when she flew away.

What if these clothes and scarves are important to Wang Quansang?

After getting dressed, the laughter sounded again.

This time it was in the corner by the window.

Mochizuki Rin was fully dressed and using Wang Quansang's body, which meant that she had superpowers to deal with evil spirits.

And this super power also has an effect on Miss Mary.

Although it couldn't be killed, it did not continue to attack itself.

Then it should be effective against these strange and dirty things.

If that laughter comes from a resentful spirit, then just be freed from it.

If it is the same urban legend as Miss Mary, then there is no need to be afraid.

Although it cannot kill it, it probably has no effect on itself.

But when she reached the corner by the window and opened the curtains, there was still nothing behind the curtains.

Of course the laughter stopped abruptly.

Mochizuki Rin frowned, she must solve this problem today!

Not for anything else, just to solve this problem for Wang Quansang!

This thing is clinging to me now, but when the body changes back, won't it be Wang Quansang?

She doesn't want to cause trouble to others.

There may be social problems here for island nation citizens.

The so-called not wanting to cause trouble to others is just because I don't want to take responsibility.

But for Mochizuki Rin, she wanted to repay the favor.

She glanced at Miss Mary.

Miss Mary still stood motionless, with no expression or words on her face, and even the two ruby-like eyes on her delicate face did not blink.

But it was always facing Mochizuki Rin, and no matter where she went, Miss Mary would change to face her.

It's like looking at her.

To be honest, because of the uncanny valley effect, Mochizuki Rin did feel a little scared.

But Wang Quansang's superpower gave her courage.

It's like a horror game.

If you can't resist and can only run away, you will naturally be frightened.

But if you are given a weapon, even if this weapon is even more effective

To use a game metaphor, it's probably the difference between "Silent Hill" and "DOOM".

This time, a shrill, weird laugh rang out in the bathroom.

The bathroom in this hotel is not translucent, so Mochizuki Rin doesn't know what's going on inside.

She bit her lower lip lightly and walked towards the bathroom.

Turn on the light and you can have a clear view of the bathroom.

However, there is nothing that should not exist.

The laughter sounded again.

This time behind me.

Mochizuki Lin suddenly turned around.

Behind you is the sink.

There is nothing here.

The laughter disappeared again.

Mochizuki Rin frowned and looked at herself in the mirror.

Behind me in the mirror, there is also nothing around me.

She shook her head, and she in the mirror also shook her long hair.

She frowned, and her eyebrows in the mirror were also slightly frowned.

It doesn't seem to be here either.

Mochizuki Rin turned around and was about to walk out of the bathroom.

However, the moment she was about to step out, her steps suddenly stopped.

Then she returned to the mirror again and mustered up the courage to look into it.

The girl in the mirror looks very familiar.

His eyebrows are picturesque but cold, and his beautiful eyebrows are slightly frowned as if he is guarding against something.

And that long, straight black hair like a waterfall.

This is what Mochizuki Rin looks like.

Everything is normal.

But the problem is that Mochizuki Rin is using Wang Quan-san’s body now.

Why is it her own appearance that appears in the mirror?

Mochizuki Rin looked at herself in the mirror, raised her hands, then purple flames burned in her left hand, and a small storm wrapped around her right hand.

Mochizuki Rin in the mirror also raised his hands.

However, nothing happened.

"whee"

Laughter came from the mirror.

Mochizuki Rin in the mirror returned to Wang Quan's appearance with a wave of fluctuations.

It's just that unlike "Wang Quan" who has a frown and a serious expression outside the mirror, Wang Quan in the mirror has his mouth wide open and is smiling strangely.

The corners of its mouth grinned wider and wider, until they split to the base of its ears.

The skin on his face also became whiter and whiter, until it was as pale as a wall.

The flaming red lips that extend from ear to ear like a smile, combined with the pale face and the back of the head that gradually turns burgundy, make him look like a funny and weird clown.

Even quite handsome.

But Mochizuki Rin waited for a long time and didn't wait for the next move of the clown in the mirror.

Even the clown in the mirror stood there motionless, completely expressionless, not even smiling.

Just like Miss Mary in the house.

Mochizuki Rin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly took out his phone and put it into selfie mode.

The man who appeared on the phone screen was handsome and weird.

If you use one word to describe it, it would probably be evil, charming and crazy?

He had a burgundy back hair style, his face was as pale as a white-painted wall, his lips were as red as blood, and the redness at the corners of his mouth spread diagonally upward to the roots of his ears, as if he was smiling.

But there are some differences.

The blood-red lips were chapped, as if they had been torn from the middle.

But starting from the corners of the mouth, it becomes extremely uncoordinated, as if it were painted on with lipstick.
To be continued...
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