Sang Guo, Dongdu, the headquarters of the Hall of Magic.

As the only official Awakener organization in the entire Sang Kingdom, the location of the headquarters of the Hall of Magic is also one of the most prosperous areas in the entire Eastern Capital.

Not far from the side is the tallest tower in Sangguo, the Skytree with a height of more than 600 meters, which is the Dongdu Sky Tree.

The shape of the entire conjuration hall is also very antique. It is not an office building, but a huge shrine in appearance, which is very abrupt among the surrounding high-rise buildings.

Looking towards the Skytree from here, at night, the lights are brilliant and very bright.

It was early in the morning, and in the courtyard of Sang Guo's Curse Hall, the police officers who came to work from all over were walking into the office building one after another and began to work.

As a staff member of the Suppression Division of the Magic Hall, Nohara came to the work place of the Magic Hall today as usual, and greeted the colleagues he met along the way.

Then he entered the seventh underground floor through the elevator and reached his office. .

Suppression class, as the name suggests, is a place dedicated to suppressing various abnormal sources of infection.

Although the Sang Kingdom Magic Hall has not been established for a long time, it has solved a lot of abnormal infection incidents, and the number of abnormal infection sources collected is also quite large.

Most of them have been completely destroyed, and the ones that can be left are either used for research, or their abnormal mental radiation is too strong to be completely destroyed, and can only be properly placed by sealing.

The repression class where Nohara was located was specially designed to seal and suppress these abnormal infection sources.

It can be said that the entire suppression class is one of the most idle departments in the Sang Kingdom's Magic Hall.

After all, the seal and the barrier have already been done. Usually, what they need to do in the suppression class is to check whether the seal and barrier are loose, and to see if there is any problem with the abnormally infected items inside.

This has not happened since the establishment of the repression class until now.

In any case, the Sang country is also a country with a long history of gods and monsters. There are a lot of so-called priests, witches, and onmyoji, and there are official onmyoji and other institutions.

After the abnormality appeared on a large scale, most of these institutions, which had been inherited for hundreds of years, were also transformed and joined directly in the Hall of Magic, so the ability of the Hall of Magic of Sang Guo to handle exceptions was still very strong.

Nohara got out of the elevator, walked along the corridor into his office, and saw that in the office full of cubicles, some colleagues had come one after another.

Section Chief Fujita has also arrived, and is talking on the phone in his office with a smile on his face, bowing to the air while making the call, apparently receiving a call from his superior.

Nohara greeted the colleagues present kindly, and heard a lazy voice:

"Nohara, why did you come here? Did you go drinking again last night? What happened to the little girl who asked you to be your father last time?"

An embarrassed smile instantly appeared on Nohara's face, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was his colleague Xiaochuan who was laughing at him at his workstation. pattern.

Nohara hurriedly took the key, nodded embarrassedly and smiled:

"Mr. Xiaochuan, are you drinking too much? I don't know what a father's job is. I woke up early today, and I didn't eat it... Ah, I worked **** duty last night."

Xiaochuan smiled, waved his hand and said:

"There was nothing abnormal last night. I have already checked all the abnormal infection sources this morning. It's time for you to change over. Okay, I'm going to eat a bowl of ramen, and then go home and have a good sleep."

After saying that, he said hello to several people present, turned around and walked out of the office.

The Suppression Class in the Hall of Mantras has to be on duty every day, and those on night duty can take a day off the next day. Last night it was Ogawa who was on duty, and today he was on duty at Nohara during the day.

"Goodbye Mr. Ogawa." Nohara waved the slap-sized iron key and shouted at Ogawa.

Afterwards, he signed in respectfully on the sign-in form for work, and went to the preparation room to change into pale overalls and a protective mask. Then he took the cast iron key and came to a corridor behind the office area.

This corridor is tens of meters long and has ten metal doors.

Each metal door has a unique set of opening methods, some use ordinary keys, some use fingerprints, some use iris, and some use specific digital passwords.

Etc., etc.

On both sides of the entire corridor passage, there are densely packed cameras, concealed rotating machine gun platforms, and even specialized flame throwers.

The level of security is higher than that of a bank vault.

After a set of procedures, it took ten minutes for Nohara to come to the end of the corridor.

Here is an iron door full of blood-red rust. Above the iron door, there are also various spells and messy ropes tied to it.

After joining the Hall of Magic, Nohara has done this kind of routine inspection many times, and he is quite familiar with it. He inserted the huge key into the iron gate, and turned his hands vigorously, listening to the sound of gears turning, iron. The door opened slowly.

After opening the iron door, there is a small room inside. On the old wooden desk, an oil lamp is lit.

A dry and thin old man was sitting there, watching his eyes, nose, nose and heart, silently reciting something.

Nohara knew that this was the onmyoji, Mr. Yoshida, who was selected from the three so-called yin and yang families and stationed here to suppress them.

He didn't dare to say anything more at this time, he quickly put his palms together and bowed to Yoshida, then put the iron key on the table, picked up a small copper key on the table, and continued to walk back.

Opening another door, a brightly lit passage appeared in front of him again.

This time, there were some closed doors on both sides of the passage, with glass peeping windows above the doors.

This is the core of the entire suppression class. Behind every door is a suppressed abnormal infection source.

Nohara picked up a work record sheet and a pencil from the hooks on the wall, yawned, and walked forward skillfully.

Every time he passed a door, he looked inside with his head, and then checked the "normal" column corresponding to the source of infection on the record sheet.

There is really everything behind the door. At first, it was a worn black mask, then a brand new blood-red chair, and in the next room, there was a blood-stained samurai sword. There is a teacup.

At the back, even living creatures began to appear.

A monkey watching TV.

A woman brushing her hair with her back to the door.

A group of people who can't see his face like a black shadow.

Soon, Nohara had already checked most of the containment, and all were marked as "normal".

Over the years, more and more abnormal infection sources have been contained in the suppression class, but as long as they come in, they have never been able to go out. Nohara has long been aware of this.

It can be said that he is very confident in the strength of the Hall of Magic.

Soon, he came to the next room.

Only then he couldn't help but "huh".

There are no lights in this room.

Nohara pouted. Over the years, he has also encountered several incidents where the lights in the storage room went out~lightnovelpub.net~ It is said that it was some abnormal mental radiation effect.

In this case, it is estimated that the curse police will have to be found.

Just thinking about it, he pressed the flashlight in his hand and shone in through the window.

If he remembered correctly, it looked like a worn and yellowed newspaper inside.

He didn't know what was so scary about this newspaper for a long time. Compared to those other monsters, it should be nothing.

Sure enough, the newspaper was still inside, sandwiched between the glass plywood and placed upright there.

Nohara took a quick glance and was about to mark "normal" on the record sheet.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, he stopped the flashlight and continued to look at the newspaper.

The newspaper didn't look particularly shabby either, a bit like last week's.

He has seen the above content before, nothing special, just some current news.

It just seems a little different today.

Unspeakably awkward.

Nohara looked carefully for a while, and suddenly realized what was wrong.

On the bottom left of the newspaper, there was a social news story about a criminal case.

It is said that it was a young man from the magic hall. He had a work accident at work and died in the end. Not only his eyes were gouged out, but his body was also dismembered, and his death was tragic.

The deceased's name was Nohara.

There is also a small photo of the deceased on it, which looks like an ID photo.

It was Nohara's own photo!