Although Yamada Kengo is tall, his mind is extremely delicate.

"Assumption 1: All that just now was an illusion I saw under the influence of alcohol, so no matter how panicked I am at the moment, I can go straight back to bed and go to sleep."

He immediately began to analyze his current situation.

"Assumption 2: If what I see is true, the woman's upper body and head are confirmed to be broken... Where did it go in those ten seconds... Did she fall off the balcony?"

Thinking of this, he immediately used night vision to confirm the playground under the opposite dormitory building.

The playground under the jasmine white moonlight is quiet and deep, without any abnormality.

At this moment, a faint "click, click" sound entered his ears.

He immediately used the night vision goggles to look in the direction where the sound came from.

Seeing this, his soul suddenly came out of his body.

Downstairs in his own dormitory, the woman, like a gecko, slowly crawled up the outer wall, dragging a long trail of blood behind her.

What made Kengo Yamada almost wet her pants was that she only had her upper body...

That "click, click" sound was made by her body and internal organs dragging along the wall.

"How is it possible... Can a normal human being do such a thing? Did she come after me?"

Kengo Yamada immediately locked the window of the balcony and took out the training bamboo sword from the bed.

"click, click"..."click, click"...

The voice is getting closer.

In the dark dormitory, Yamada Kengo was holding a bamboo sword, but he felt that his whole body was shaking into a sieve, and he didn't even dare to let out the air.

He didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear of attracting the attention of the other party.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

"have they gone?"

After a minute, Kengo Yamada, who didn't hear any sound, breathed a sigh of relief.

He squatted down cautiously, leaned in front of the window, and looked around.

Everything was as usual outside the window, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"click, click"..."click, click"...

The voice appeared again, and Yamada Kengo was stunned for a moment, his face turning blue.

Because, this time, the source of the sound... was in the room behind him.

He turned his head stiffly, and looked vigilantly at the familiar and unfamiliar room in front of him.

In the darkness, the room he had lived in for more than two years suddenly became as terrifying as the giant mouth of a monster.

Looking around, he didn't see anything unusual.

"click".

He looked up suddenly.

"Got you."

On the ceiling, the woman who was dragging half her body said this in a low voice and rushed towards him with a grin.

The distance is too close, and Yamada Kengo can clearly see the other party's blue face covered with corpses, the eyeballs out of the frame, and the expression of distorted joy on his face...

He subconsciously dodged backwards while swinging his sword.

The woman's strength was enormous, and under the attack, the bamboo sword snapped with a snap.

Then, with a foul stench, his whole body threw himself on Yamada Kengo.

"It's over...Senior, I'm sorry, I can't continue to lead the Kendo club..."

He was severely strangled by the woman's hands like iron tongs, and a heavy suffocation enveloped him, causing his vision to blur for a while.

At this moment, Kengo Yamada only felt his chest heat up.

Like an explosion, a huge flame ignited in the pocket of his shirt on his chest.

The flames ignited on the woman, and the woman riding on him immediately screamed horribly. The whole person was like a pendulum, swinging 180 degrees back and forth on Yamada Kengo...

As the strength of the woman's hand weakened, long-lost oxygen poured into Kengo Yamada's lungs, making his almost blurred consciousness clear.

Yamada Kengo, who was powerless to resist, could only lie on the ground and let the woman in front of him "play" until the other party slowly turned into black smoke in the burning fire.

Ten minutes later, Kengo Yamada, who had been "ridden", got up and rushed to the toilet.

"Yuck..."

He held the toilet and vomited.

After all, it is not a pleasant experience to watch such a ferocious-looking woman with only half a body, painlessly and slowly dissipate into black smoke in front of your eyes, and at the same time appreciate the physical structure of the other person's body that has been rotting for a long time.

After taking a shower and changing his wet pants, Kengo Yamada finally calmed down.

After everything just now, he naturally knew that what he saw was not a "person".

He reached out and touched the charred shirt pocket.

Inside, there was a pile of black paper embers and unburned yellow-white paper scraps.

I vaguely remember that when we parted, Senior Araki stuffed a "personally requested talisman" into this pocket.

She also took a thousand yen "incense fee" from her trouser pocket without authorization.

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"This... rubbish, this is simply a crime!"

Endured the stench, and after rummaging through the contents of the garbage bag for a while, Wen Gu scolded loudly.

Not because of some crazy stuff in your pocket.

In that black garbage bag, it was really just garbage.

Full of "unsorted garbage". UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Waste paper boxes for moving, smelly old socks and panties, a lot of paper towels wrinkled with curly hair, half-eaten cup noodles, old adult magazines full of unknown liquid...

Japan's garbage classification law, which has been implemented since the 1980s, has been revised to an almost harsh level.

There are more than 20 types of garbage, and they vary according to local policies.

For example, when a bottle of beverage is finished, you need to unscrew the bottle cap, wash and flatten the bottle body, tear off the label, and throw it into different trash cans according to the category.

The types of garbage collected by garbage trucks are also different every day. If you see the wrong garbage placed on the wrong day, you will be rejected or even fined.

For some special garbage or large garbage, you need to go to the convenience store in advance for "charged recycling", or buy a garbage recycling coupon and stick it on the garbage bag, otherwise the garbage truck will not collect it.

With such a strict system, naturally not everyone is willing to abide by it.

Therefore, a crime that emerged as the times required is the "crime of illegal disposal of waste". The offender will be sentenced to imprisonment for up to 5 years and a fine of up to 10 million yen.

Looking at the extremely skilled technique just now... Wen Gu can be sure that this guy is a habitual offender.

After wiping the sticky hand, Wen Gu turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

After all, the "crime of illegal dumping of waste" is not under the control of Section 9.

Ten minutes later, Sousuke Araki, who was "light with nothing", appeared beside the vending machine not far from the gate of the Zangqian apartment, smoking a cigarette leisurely, as if preparing to finish smoking this one before going back.

He was also forced to go out late at night to "dispose of **** illegally".

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