The next scene is a bit nerve-wracking. During the surveillance, the tables, chairs, benches, and hanging lamps on the sofas turned into girls of all sizes. A group of girls who looked exactly the same except for their height, fatness, and thinness. The red blood cells were gushing out, white,
Red paint splattered everywhere. It was no longer necessary to watch a hunt with completely unequal power.
It was the young girl who caused this terrible tragedy in the surveillance, but who among you doesn’t know that the real culprit is the woman who never showed her face, and just looking at her back makes people have a fantasy of perfection.
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There are still Shinto and black ninjas playing hide-and-seek in Yokosuka, and there are new supernatural beings in Tokyo.
The two great gods were already sitting above their heads, and now various unknown identities were popping up one after another. With this kind of interest, Yingjiang couldn't help but take action before.
Fortunately, these days, there have been subtle changes all over the world. Many behemoths that can be proved by real materials have appeared in various places. Everyone is excited to dig out the inside story of their own family myths. This is why
The world's attention has been distracted from the island nation.
Although it is much more relaxed, the situation is not optimistic. What one person knows is a secret, but what is known to countless people is no longer a secret. There are always people who are not strict with their mouths, and then secrets will spread.
When the rice is cooked, the lid of the pot will always be raised. Soon after the extraordinary existence is known and accepted by the world, what kind of craze will be set off, no one knows and no one can guess.
But what Hiroshi Yasuda knows now is that if this matter cannot be resolved quickly, Tokyo will become unstable. The bitter pill detonated together with the previous influence of Yokosuka can insert another knife into their already exhausted body and mind.
However, while Yasuda Hiroshi was thinking, the identity of the girl in the video was also sorted out and placed on the table.
"Ling Minoko."
"A native of North District, my father is a drunkard and gambler from Lingmei Mountain..."
"What a miserable girl."
"I was introverted and cowardly during my lifetime, and was often bullied at school..."
"This... what does the school board do?"
"Three weeks ago, due to too much debt, Ling Meishanshita sold his house to the Kitayama Group together with Ling Mei Yezi. I was confirmed to have died a week ago."
"These scumbags!"
Life is so miserable, it feels like it would be strange for this girl to disappear peacefully.
The person in charge of the Metropolitan Police Department and Hiroshi Yasuda looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
"Let someone bring Ling Mei Shanxia here immediately. Bring those classmates who bullied her when she was in junior high school and their families. Let's set off immediately. Hurry!" Almost at the same time, the two people yelled at themselves.
The subordinates roared.
These people, or those who appear in Ling Minoko's life and have caused harm to her, are very dangerous and must be taken away and protected as soon as possible. If necessary, sending them to Ise Shrine is the best guarantee. After all, they must be taken away and protected.
So far, no mysterious power has been able to enter the barrier.
"Sir," a minute after I walked out of the door, the person from the Foreign Affairs Department came back with a bitter look on his face: "Bad news, an accident happened three minutes ago at Hyakuko High School in Suginami Ward...
... Countless Ling Minoko trapped students and teachers in the playground."
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Baihuazi High School, outside the door of the girls' toilet.
Several girls with runny noses and tears all over their faces were sitting in an inelegant manner on the corridor. Around them, there were girls in red dresses staring at them with calm faces.
"Yezi, Yezi, let me go! Let me go! Please...please you, people will die, really people will die!"
Snap!
With a crisp slap, the girl's side face gradually became swollen.
In an instant, the right side of my cheek lost all feeling, numbness, and bursts of dizziness in my brain. I accidentally bit my tongue on my lower jaw and spat out a mouthful of red saliva.
Seeing that he was bleeding, his pupils shrank, and a scream full of fear and pain resounded throughout the teaching building.
On the playground not far away, I could faintly hear the screams over there. I looked up and looked at the girls who looked exactly the same around me. The crowd squatting on the ground lowered their heads. Even if they usually show off their power, they look like crabs.
The delinquent boy did not dare to say anything at this time, lest he be noticed.
"Oh, listen to the teacher and let it go."
An older teacher among the crowd squatting on the ground stood up: "They did something wrong, but the deceased is gone, so why don't they do things that cause pain to the living again?"
"That sounds nice, but why didn't Mr. Kawashita just stand up and stop them before?"
Surrounding the playground, among the thousands of Ling Mei Yezi, a slightly shorter one walked out from among his companions.
"If I let them go, who would let me go in the first place?"
The old Kawashita Mukura looked at the calm Ling Minoko and swallowed: "Noko..."
"Don't say any words of advice, teacher!"
"Things always happen suddenly, and the reasons are added later. You only see the present, but you don't see my desperate past. The one-sided interpretation requires me to let go of my hatred... Why don't you let me do it?"
The teacher’s family brought them here. Can the teacher still talk to me calmly after being killed? Oh, I suddenly remembered that Mr. Kawashita has a pair of grandchildren about the same age as me, right?”
"You... are crazy, crazy."
Noko, who was wearing a red dress, had a smile on her face, as bright as a freshly bloomed red rose: "Yeah, it's crazy... Then let's make things even crazier!"
The wild children on the playground murmured, and the wild children in the women's toilet in the teaching building almost simultaneously showed a chilling and charming smile on their faces: "Let's play a game, Kitajima Kamei."
"Just pick from the jokes you played on me before, one by one... Let me think about it, which one should I start with?"
"No, no! Let me go, Yezi, let me go... I will apologize to you and sweep your grave for the rest of my life. Let me go, please, really, please!"
"I don't want it, let go, let me go, Yezi!"
"Please... let me go. I was ignorant before, I was a fool, a wild child... We are friends! Please, you can do whatever you want as long as you don't play games.
"
Kitajima Yoshimi, who was hanging in the toilet with her hands tied when she heard the game Ling Minoko mentioned, struggled wildly. She knew very well what she had played with Ling Minoko before, and she wanted to get rid of it completely.