Author: Wen Dao Shouyu

"Obviously, all victims of the Headless Witch's rules have an indispensable element -"

Returning to Gu Xing and Shengzi's room at the Snow Hotel, the living person continued to introduce the mysterious investigator's plan to the two people, "That is, the resentment of the people he has let down. This is almost a necessary condition. The secret investigator of our agency

I think that as long as we can dispel that resentment, we can break the rules of the witch with the head."

Holy Son: "To dispel the resentment... He probably wants to invite onmyojis and witches or something."

Living person: "There is an onmyoji named Kamo Maki in the eastern suburbs of Lidu. He comes from the famous Kamo family. He is profound in Taoism and proficient in magic. He is very famous in the industry. The secret investigator wants to invite him to come out."

The Holy Son looked at the director.

The director walked out of the room and seemed to have some negotiations with the weirdos.

After a while, he returned to the room and wrote on the paper: [Okay].

Holy Son: "Is there anything you need our help with?"

Survivor: "The secret investigator said that there is a malicious secret force obstructing us. The opponent's energy is not small. I hope your alliance will not be stingy in taking action when encountering these guys."

…

After the living person left, the Holy Son asked Gu Xing: "Do you really believe that the Onmyoji can defeat the Headless Witch?"

"Let's give it a try first. After all... the secret investigator's investigation results are very close to the truth,"

Gu Xing picked her up suddenly and walked towards the soup pool, "Of course, you can't put all your eggs in one basket."

The Holy Son exclaimed: "What are you going to do!"

…

The next day, there are still 28 days until the rules of the Bald-Headed Witch are enforced.

After a whole night of fierce fighting with his green friend Tori, the writer walked out of his apartment and walked to his private car in the early morning with a pair of black eyes.

After the driver Furumura and his assistant Shin-Yin were cut into pieces in the alley, the writer did not apply to the Dong Police Station for a new special car, driver and assistant.

He chose to hide temporarily and secretly investigate the truth of the incident.

If it weren't for the need to leave Dongdu this time and go to the eastern suburbs of Lidu to send an invitation to the famous Onmyoji Master Kamo Maki, he would not have returned home in the near future - and this time he went home to pay homage to

His girlfriend Midori Rie informed her of her itinerary.

"Hey,"

After sitting in the driver's seat, he was surprised to find that his old friend Huo Shezhe was sitting on the other side of the back seat and greeted him, "Long time no see."

"I've been very sensitive lately,"

The writer calmed down and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, "You have to be lucky that your voice is distinctive enough, otherwise you would be lying on the ground by now."

"Don't be so angry,"

The living person stared at the pack of cigarettes in the writer's hand, "I heard that you stopped smoking since you started living with your green friend Rie."

"Green friends can't stand the smell of cigarettes, so I don't smoke at home,"

The writer handed one to the living person, "You know how difficult it is to quit smoking. People who can quit smoking are either perverts or subhumans. You should be careful when making friends with them."

"Hey, it was another long night last night,"

The living person took the cigarette and looked for a lighter in his pocket. The writer had already handed over the lighter. The living person put the cigarette butt up, took a puff, and looked at the writer up and down, "How can your thin body bear it?"

"It is inevitable to mention the benefits of mastering the power of weird rules."

In fact, the power of rules that the writer obtained from Afro-head Solly could not only restore his broken body to its original shape, but also restore his declining energy to its original state in a short period of time - his eye sockets were a little black,

But he just looked a little tired and quite energetic.

"Anyway,"

The living person reminded him with envy, "Using the power of weird rules easily is not a good thing for your body - existing data shows that most of the controllers of weird rules, the more frequently they use the rules, the faster they slide into the abyss of weirdness.

The faster it goes, the stronger the momentum becomes.”

"It's better than being squeezed dry by green friends on the spot - if I am really squeezed dry, who knows what kind of weird, resentful and grotesque I will become,"

The writer rolled down the car window and blew out a puff of smoke. "By the way, weren't you in Silver Valley staring at Lidu's weird alliance? How come you have time to come here and argue with me... Wait, they went back to Lidu?"

"

"The Holy Son said that the Alliance has agreed to our plan,"

The living person also opened the car window, "I have nothing to do over there right now. Provide services to those weirdos? An assistant can do this kind of thing - if you ask me, I might as well come and see if you are still alive."

"That's just right,"

The writer started the car, "If anything happens along the way, I can pull you out and jack up the cylinder... Anyway, your life is infinite."

Living person: "I want to emphasize that my transposition in parallel time and space does not mean that I cannot die."

Of course the writer knows that the so-called death-substitute ability of the living is actually a very low-level death-avoidance rule——

He paid the price of handing over the ownership of his soul to the "Weird Contractor" and signed a weird agreement with the contractor that could temporarily exchange lives:

At the moment when death is infinitely approaching, the living person will exchange places with himself in a certain parallel time and space... It is a simultaneous exchange of soul and body.

At the moment of exchange, with the help of the powerful force generated when time and space collide, the living can almost avoid most dangers of death and escape to any corner of the world they want to go in an instant.

When the next fatal danger comes, they will return to their original lives again, and the cycle continues endlessly.

"There are countless parallel times and spaces in this world,"

The car started and the writer turned the steering wheel and drove out of the parking lot, "So you can exchange lives with yourself in countless parallel time and spaces, so, theoretically, you have countless lives."

Living person: "Are you kidding me... exchanging lives with a living person is enough to give me a headache——

I have to remember his social relationships, habits, hobbies, and some of the bad things he did in the first half of his life. If there are several living people here... my head will explode."

Writer: "I have a question - does another living person have exactly the same abilities as you? The only way is to avoid death..."

Living Man: "It's different. That guy was struck by lightning when he was a child, and he has a little ability to control electric current... Of course, the controllable power is very small, and his combat ability is very limited."

Writer: "Can you choose to exchange lives with a living person from a specific parallel time and space?"

Living Man: "There are not many options - why do you ask?"

Writer: "Have you ever thought about it, if the living beings in a certain time and space are so powerful that they can control the powerful power of rules at will?"

Living person: "You guy..."

Writer: "If there really is such a guy, he would be much more useful than you in this time and space."

Living person: "I want to get off!"

"It's too late..."

With a "boom" kick on the accelerator, the writer's car was already speeding away.

…

Around eight o'clock in the morning, Karasawa Makoto took a special car and rushed to Lidu Airport.

She intentionally did not announce her trip to Dongdu to avoid disturbing Detective Gu Xing who seemed to be used to being alone.

In fact, only those traffic stars who have not yet established themselves will care about how many fans pick them up and drop them off at the airport, lest one day the hotly searched content is XXX and the new popular actress is so popular that there is not a single fan at the airport...

For the same reason, she put on a baseball cap, big sunglasses, and a black mask to completely cover her face.

Accompanying Karasawa Makoto to the airport were her manager and best friend Takanashi Juri, and her childhood playmate and bodyguard Shintani Hayato.

Because she didn’t want to give Guangchuan and Gu Xing the impression of being late, Karasawa Makoto rushed to the airport departure hall more than half an hour early. Unexpectedly, by that time Guangchuan and Gu Xing were already sitting in a chair very close to the boarding gate.

Sitting on a chair, reading a thick hard-cover book.

"Feel sorry,"

Makoto Karasawa bought two cups of iced Americano coffee from a convenience store, walked to Gu Xing's side and handed him a cup, "I'm late."

"Thanks,"

Gu Xing took the coffee and continued to read the book. Karasawa Makoto noticed the title "Pawn Shop No. 8" written on the page.

"I came too early."

Karasawa Makoto looked at Gu Xing's side face in Guangchuan, and remembered what Onmyoji Kamo Maki said to her -

[The person in the fog just now originated from him and ended up with him... The disappearance in the cellar of your home is also inseparable from him. There is a saying that to untie the bell, you need to tie the bell. If Miss Tang Ze wants to untie this knot, she still needs to tie the bell.

You need to find the answer from that person]

Guangchuan Gu Xing... What kind of secret is hidden in this man? Why is there an indissoluble connection with him? What kind of connection is this?

"Miss Karasawa,"

Gu Xing seemed to be aware of her gaze and replied without raising his head: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Oh, nothing,"

Makoto Karasawa withdrew his gaze, "I heard from the frogmen investigators before that you are even more powerful than them - especially since you have mastered the power of weird rules."

"To be honest," Gu Xing took a sip of coffee, "I'm pretty lucky."
To be continued...