"Sure enough, in that place just now..."

When Houhai Ludou switched several cameras in succession and found Su Shengliang's figure again...

There were only two blood holes left in his eyes.

"So, based on the current known information, it is inferred that the victim should have fled outside in the middle of the night when he was chased by some kind of existence..."

Like a famous detective, Hanyu Mai groaned with an expressionless face.

"Like all illogical horror movie endings, did he get caught up by that unknown existence, his eyes exploded, and he died of blood loss in the end? But why not just kill him..."

"The clues given by the Metropolitan Police Department are basically nothing."

The clues at hand were temporarily interrupted, and Houhai Ludou showed an irritable look: "This kind of supernatural thing is not something that we can infer by common sense, why don't we ask the association to find a professional for divination..."

"Instead of inviting a fortune teller to come... Araki-kun, what do you think is going on?"

With a slight frown, she turned to look at Sousuke Araki, who was silent, burying his head in writing on the paper with a pencil.

"Name... I feel that all this is related to the name Su Shengliang mentioned before his death."

Sousuke Araki immersed his head in writing and scribbling intently, and replied without raising his head.

"Of course it's related, didn't you see that the author deliberately blocked the name [Beep...] in order to protect readers? 』

"But [beep...] This name is too rare, let alone people with the same name and surname in the Metropolitan Police Department's household registration information database, there is not even a single person with this name. It seems that there is no way to follow up the clues at this end. …”

Houhai Ludou scratched his hair, logged into the Metropolitan Police Department's household registration information database, and searched.

"Although this name is rare, it still conforms to the complete structure of traditional Japanese names, and there are not only people who use the same surname and given name alone..."

Hanyu Mai interrupted Kukai Ludou's words, and his fingers tapped on the table hurriedly.

Most of the civilians in Japan originally did not have or even were not allowed to have a surname, only a first name.

In 1870 and 1875, Emperor Meiji successively promulgated the "Public Miao Characters Permitting Order" and "Civilian Miao Characters Mandatory Order", allowing and requiring all Japanese to use their surnames.

Civilians who were not highly literate at that time could only be forced to adopt the things they were familiar with, from the sun, the moon, the stars, to the flowers, birds, fish and insects, from occupation, residence, to natural phenomena as surnames, which led to the current situation of Japanese names with various and messy names.

For example, Suzuki, the second largest surname in Japan, is pronounced Suzuki, and there are eight kinds of Suzuki, Suzuki, etc.; and the surname with the same Chinese character "Suzuki" has fourteen different pronunciations.

"'Be careful...the person who knows the name...', Su Shengliang told you that at the last moment."

She winked and looked at Sousuke Araki, earnestly verifying: "Whoever knows the name, what should you be careful about? Be careful and end up with him?"

"'You knew already'……"

Recalling the scene where the man was covered in blood, with a pair of blood holes open blankly, lying in his arms, Sousuke Araki nodded with gritted teeth.

"After Su Shengliang told me her name, that's what the woman's voice said... You guys, didn't you hear it?"

After several people said that the scene was too noisy and did not pay attention, he showed the piece of paper in his hand to everyone: "...This is the woman I saw across the street."

On the A4 paper, the crooked lines, in a very simple and rough style, outline a white coat with half exaggerated black eyes, long hair covering his face, and a string with bells hanging between his hands. female.

"..."

Looking at the infiltrating image on the paper, everyone did not speak for a while.

"This, are you sure she did it? Could it be that this person just happened to pass by across the street to watch with other people."

Due to the unbearable experience with the "female resentful spirit in white", Houhai Ludou didn't even want to take a second look at the graffiti, and moved his eyes back to the screen.

"Well, my intuition tells me that Su Shengliang's death must be related to the name he said and this woman!"

Looking at the image on the paper, the scene of facing the strange woman across the street came to Sosuke Araki's mind more and more clearly.

"Assuming that she is the grievous spirit who chased and killed Su Shengliang all the way and caused his death, and the reason is related to that name... The information at hand is too scarce, and there are many contradictory hypotheses. There is no conclusion at all..."

After clapping her hands, Mai Hanyu arranged a series of tasks for her "chief hacker" without pity: "Lu Dou, immediately apply to Lesson 9 to inquire about similar case files. At the same time, let your crawlers inquire on the Internet. Are there any related urban legends and materials..."

"It's a lot of work..."

Hearing her words, Hou Hai Lu Dou's face suddenly collapsed, he took out his mobile phone, opened the front hall APP, and began to mutter an order for supper.

"That can't be helped... After all, like everyone in the room, you also witnessed Li Shengliang's death and heard that name. Maybe you've already been spotted by the lady in white?"

"I know, I know, I'll start right now... key here!!!"

Listening to Hanyu Mai's faint words, I remembered the crude and terrifying image that Sosuke Araki painted, who had always had a huge shadow on female grievances. His chubby hands immediately turned into afterimages and quickly tapped on the keyboard. Get up~lightnovelpub.net~ I'll leave it to Houhai for the time being, let's get back to the point..."

Having said that, Hanyu Mai began to take out all kinds of strange instruments, and began to measure the "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" with bright eyes, and recorded various data at the same time.

Since the shimmering symbol on the surface of the painting scroll cannot be seen with the naked eye, she can only perform these processes with a SLR camera equipped with the "Eye of Reality".

"Ha... so sleepy."

Sousuke Araki, who put his feet on the conference table, stretched hard and yawned.

The little bird Yumayumi beside him was too sleepy, so he fell asleep miserably on the sofa beside him with a quilt and a pillow.

In order to report the situation to the association as soon as possible, and at the same time worried that the "symbol" on the picture scroll would not last long, the two men endured drowsiness and asked Ryoma before Erma to send them directly to the research institute.

Now, as soon as you relax, drowsiness strikes, irresistible.

"I worked so hard all night, this broken arrow symbol is the so-called 'clue'? Isn't it stupid..."

Rubbing away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and holding the rough "arrow" on the picture scroll, Sousuke Araki couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"You should be content if you can get it done in one night, otherwise the ancestors of the Mochizuki clan who took hundreds of years may be ashamed to climb out of **** and cut their belly once."

Hanyu Mai printed out a map of the Kanto region and placed it on the table, and marked the "Capital Expressway" that surrounds the entire Tokyo with a red pen.

"As long as you take this thing for a lap on the Capital Expressway, you can probably know if the place indicated by the arrow is in Tokyo."

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