Soon, in the meditation room, a table of people with different thoughts formed a circle, crossed and held the hands of their neighbors, and connected them in a strange posture to form a closed loop.
The leader, Reiki Hirasaka, took a deep breath and spoke quietly in a chant-like tone:
"Souls lost in the dark night, please answer our call to you - igoigoazara, zamzranu..."
Several other men in black robes had also heard the spiritual seance process from Hirasaka Reiki before, and they followed up and recited the strange string of spells: "igoigoazara, zamzranu..."
Jiang Xia: "..."
...Although he had already known the process of the seance ceremony. But at this moment, when he suddenly heard this string of spells that sounded like they were made up, he couldn't help but move the toes of his shoes.
Fortunately, Jiang Xia soon discovered that she was not the only one embarrassed.
——Next to her, a layer of goosebumps appeared silently on Toru Amuro's wrist exposed from her cuffs.
The two people looked at each other in silence.
Then he couldn't help but look at the vodka on the right - this person's hobby is really special.
Vodka being stared at by two colleagues: "..."
At first, Vodka was still chanting spells with the people in black robes.
Two seconds later, he slowly lost his voice.
At this time, Vodka could only be thankful that the black robe came with a hood, and he could bury his face in it as soon as he lowered his head...
...He just wanted the poster, but he didn't expect that the actual process of the seance would be so shameful.
...If everyone is a magician, then of course there is no sense of disobedience in chanting these incantations together. Moreover, other people in black robes do not know his true identity, and the shame cannot be thrown on his vodka. "Tanaka Yutaka"
What does this false identity have to do with his vodka?
...that's how it should be.
But now, there suddenly appeared around him acquaintances who did not believe in ghosts and gods, or two...
Vodka briefly fell into isolation.
...When he goes back, Uzo won't tell his elder brother that he has a mental problem.
No, Uzo has no right to say this. Even if he did, the elder brother would definitely not listen unless Uzo recorded it live...
Thinking of this, after vodka paused for a while, he suddenly became alert.
However, looking at a group of people holding each other's hands, he relaxed silently. Fortunately, everyone had both hands occupied and there was no time to record. No matter how scary Uzo is, there can't be one more.
Come on... In terms of designing the process of the spirit seance ceremony, Hirasaka Reiki finally did something good.
…
The embarrassment in this corner did not disturb the other devout followers.
The other men in black robes finished reciting the strange spell without being affected.
Then Reiki Hirasaka opened his eyes and called out in a deep voice: "Huang Yahara! Answer our call to you."
"..."
Toru Amuro got goosebumps again and began to regret following him in just now.
...Fortunately, there were two people on the left and right accompanying him in the awkward situation.
Although the expressions of Jiangxia and Vodka were relatively calm, Toru Amuro was sure that the two of them were obviously shocked at this time - especially Vodka, who was almost shrinking into his hood.
He was thinking about how to find an excuse to leave as naturally as possible if Hirasaka Reiki's summons failed and he proposed "one more time."
But at this moment, Amuro's ears twitched, and she suddenly heard countless tiny noises coming from the meditation room.
At first, those sounds were as light as the illusion caused by the echo of a spell.
However, after just a few seconds, the sound quickly amplified - the porcelain ornaments on the cabinets around them began to shake, as if they were experiencing an earthquake; at the same time, a woman's painful moans suddenly sounded in their ears, and the sound gradually became louder and louder.
It was so deafening that the whole room was soaked in these weird sounds, and the air seemed to become eerie.
Toru Amuro was startled, and first subconsciously looked at the only two women at the round table - the female college student Izumi Maho, and the upcoming idol Utagura Akiko.
Then I found that they all looked frightened, did not speak, and the voice did not seem to come from their direction.
He then turned around and looked around: Judging from the position of the sound, the source of the sound seemed to be a circle of posters standing around... Was there a player or something like that hidden behind it?
Just as I was thinking about it, bursts of explosions suddenly came from all around.
——The candles used for lighting exploded one after another. In the darkness, the ornaments on the shelves nearby fell one after another, and the shaking porcelain finally shattered on the ground, as if there was an invisible person.
Losing his temper and pushing things down, or wandering around the room in a daze, breaking things.
"The person who killed me is among you..."
In the dark room, the moans became clearer, and the female voice that came from nowhere was full of hatred and unwillingly announced: "Tonight I will be resurrected and take revenge with my own hands!"
"..."
After finishing these words, the room suddenly became quiet.
The groaning sounds, the shaking of the ornaments, the sound of the fire crackling...all disappeared.
Jiang Xia felt that the person on his left was shaking more and more violently. After a while, he heard Izumi Maho sitting there whisper: "It's Kira... This is Kira's voice!"
Other fans also heard it and fell silent.
Hirasaka Reiki frowned and sat for a while, then released his hands on both sides.
The man in black robe near the door stood up, walked to the wall and turned on the light with the moonlight coming in from the window.
…
The light illuminated the frightened faces.
Although Vodka felt that there were no ghosts in the world, in the atmosphere just now, he couldn't help but become vigilant and instinctively felt that there was a conspiracy here.
Once the state becomes tense, the senses will also become sharper.
After a while, the tip of Vodka's nose suddenly moved and he blurted out: "It smells of gunpowder!"
I regretted it after saying it.
What if this is some arrangement by Uzo...
However, soon, Vodka straightened his back silently.
——It’s not a big problem.
In his opinion, he already has a general understanding of Uzo's action routine:
Uzo doesn't like to kill people with his own hands. He will only use some unspeakable methods to induce an unlucky person to turn that person into a murderer. Then after the murderer commits the crime, he will ruthlessly seize the flaws in his actions and kill the person.
What he did was revealed, and the murderer became the nourishment for his identity as a famous detective... In Uzo's own words, this is called "I don't have the physique for events, so I have to work harder than others"... In short, Vodka feels,
Even if he shouted out a clue like "gunpowder", it should be just part of Uzo's plan and he would not be targeted for it.
…And he certainly won’t be the only one who has pointed out clues.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the chair next to me move.
- As expected, Bourbon also noticed the anomaly in this meditation room, and took action without knowing anything.
