With the "innumerable" look of Zhen Ye, a strong resentment burst out in front of the man! !

...and then turned into a cool breeze blowing across my face, relieving the sultry heat in the living room.

The expected scene where the target exploded and died did not appear, but made the expression on the sleeping face of the other party even more pleasant.

No, I must have just woken up, and I am not very good at using this body...

The double-faced, four-handed and four-legged Zhen Coconut unwillingly stretched out her long hair and wrapped it around the man.

As soon as the dark and beautiful hair touched the other's body, it instantly dissipated into resentment and was sucked into the body.

What's even more terrifying is that one of the long hair has gradually turned into white fluorescence from the tip of the hair and spread toward the coconut.

"Uh uh...it's...impossible..."

The holy fluorescence on the hair was as terrifying as a life-threatening spell in the eyes of Zhenye.

He decisively stretched out his hand, and threw his full hair to the ground like a wig, revealing two terrifying faces with four black eyes.

With a monk-like bald head, Zhen Ye did not hesitate to turn into a pool of black water and merged into the bottom of the floor.

Only that hair was left, and it dissipated as a light spot on the ground.

After a while, two pairs of black eyes appeared in the gap between the railings on the second floor, staring greedily and fearfully at the sleeping man in the living room.

If it weren't for him being an ancient **** with profound knowledge and quick response, he would have almost destroyed this body and returned directly to the Danu God Realm.

Although at this distance, the resentment in the body will still be slowly absorbed by the other party, but he is reluctant to leave.

That man's body, compared to the low-level wreckage that he had descended upon, was like a supreme holy body. If he could obtain it, he would surely regain the divine power of death and war, and perhaps even surpassed it before.

...

Just when the ancient **** incarnate "Chest Coconut" came into the world, in the ninth lesson command room, a group of detectives and slayers were still lying on the bed, listening to music, and half of them had fallen into a light sleep.

"Report, the Meguro District Police Station received a report an hour ago that a man's legs suddenly disappeared in the Internet cafe, and he died of hemorrhage..."

An agent from the information team walked up to Mochizuki Ayano and reported in a low voice.

"Understood, immediately send someone over to collect evidence and sort out the case information."

Hearing this bad news, Mochizuki Ayano only felt a sense of powerlessness welling up in her heart.

Relying on the Internet to spread the "killing song" that completely randomly selects the target, I don't know how many years it will take to "select" the "bait" in the command room.

During this period, how many people's lives will be taken away, how many families' happy life will be suspended, and how many people will fall into endless grief.

"Lesson...Senior...you listen...Yamada-kun..."

Just when Mochizuki Ayano was anxious, a monitoring agent carefully tuned the channel to Kengo Yamada.

Yamada Kengo, who was snoring originally, was now quiet for some reason.

In addition to carrying talisman paper, each bed is equipped with devices such as monitoring, radio, first aid, and mouth blocking to ensure the safety of the "bait" as much as possible.

Mochizuki Ayano picked up the earphone and listened.

"Sachiko~ I called myself Sauce since I was a child"

"That's ridiculous~ Zuo-chan."

This is an ethereal and quaint ballad, the female voice humming is very sweet, and because the wording is a little vague, it adds a seductive and immature feeling.

However, this song does not exist in the Internet radio playlist that Kengo Yamada listens to.

"Zozi"!

"Finally...meet, murder song...should I still call you Sako?"

Mochizuki Ayano glanced at Kengo Yamada strangely, and made a gesture to the detective beside him.

Should I say lucky or unlucky, Tokimoto-sensei, a closed-door disciple, seems to have a strong attraction to resentful spirits...

Whether it was the various grievances he encountered in college before, the "Sewer Burst", and the "Murder Song Zuoko" this time, they were obviously randomly selected targets to kill, but they found them without exception. took him.

"She likes bananas very much, but she can only eat half a banana at a time since she was a child."

"It's so pitiful~ Zuo-chan"

Inside the earphones, the song continues...

The detective on the side followed Mochizuki Ayano's gesture, took out a small porous ball attached to a belt, stuffed it into Yamada Kengo's mouth, and then strangled it to death with the belt.

"Um..."

With the ball with the densely hollowed-out hole in his mouth, Kengo Yamada's saliva kept dripping from both sides, showing a humiliated and comfortable expression.

Even so, he seemed to have fallen into a strange state because of that song and didn't wake up.

Mochizuki Ayano's eyes, black and blue, constantly scanned Kengo Yamada, but found nothing unusual.

Everyone in the Soul Removal Association knows that the "philosophical swordsman" Kengo Yamada is a man who is used to stuffing his underwear and X's eyes with talismans.

If there are resentful spirits haunting him, it is impossible for the talisman paper around him to not react at all.

"Sao-chan has long since gone to a distant place, so she should have forgotten about me."

"It's so lonely~ Sauce"

"Have you found a kid like Kengo?"

The song is nearing the end~lightnovelpub.net~ Ichiro Benichiro, who was originally sleeping on the bed, stood up at some point, with a few talismans between his fingers, standing on guard.

When he is old, sleep is not good. In addition, the day and night have been reversed during the recent mission, and he can't sleep at night these few days.

Mochizuki Ayano nodded to him and listened to the songs in the earphones with all her concentration.

"Sa-chan~ I lost my legs by the train, I have to borrow your legs to walk"

coming……

"My legs are gone, can you give me yours?"

That's it.

"My legs are gone, can you give me yours?"

A male voice sang this sentence leisurely in the command room.

Yamada Kengo, whose mouth was gagged, naturally couldn't sing this sentence along. He seemed to have adapted to this state of shame and still slept soundly.

The one who sang this sentence was the detective who was monitoring Kengo Yamada not far behind Mochizuki Ayano.

"Oops!!! This song... doesn't just target one listener, it has the ability to spread to other listeners!"

Mochizuki Ayano quickly turned her head and looked at the agent with a confused expression, who was still muttering a song.

Considering this situation, the detective in charge of monitoring was also equipped with a self-defense talisman.

"forward."

Tokimoto Ichiro had a tacit understanding, and threw the talisman in his hand to the detective.

The Nine-Character Mantra: Treasure Gourd Seal.

A burst of spiritual power instantly covered his body, and even Mochizuki Ayano's eyes were unable to lock onto the detective's breath.

"It's tonight~ Sauce"

Inside and outside the channel, the song sung by the detective and "Zuoko" has come to an end.

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