After a while, the video of the drone feedback appeared on Iwata Takeshi's mobile phone.

The top floor of the apartment is a very common platform equipped with a green protective net. From the detection probe carried by the drone, there is nothing abnormal.

Japan has a high population density, and it is very common for ordinary residential buildings to have some spirits active.

And this seemingly strange Tibetan apartment, from the perspective of a spirit remover, is actually much cleaner than an ordinary mansion.

No exception is the biggest exception.

Returning to the door of an apartment on the third floor, Mochizuki Ayano nodded to Takeshi Iwata.

"The two occupants on the first floor have not had any abnormality so far. It is preliminarily confirmed that the problem of this apartment exists above the second floor... 304 is the resident who committed suicide recently. Rika Okimoto's residence will start from here. Check it out."

Iwata Takeshi was obviously prepared, took out a key, and quietly opened the door of 304.

In the place where the murder happened recently, it is very likely that there is a spirit body left.

The door opened, and what came out was a smell like rotten meat, rotten eggs, and rags mixed into the sewer to ferment.

Facing the smell that was enough to make ordinary people vomit, the three of them just frowned slightly.

This is an exquisite and elegant two-bedroom apartment. From the details of decoration and placement, we can see that the hostess has certain requirements for the quality of life.

The things in the room still retain traces of Rika Okimoto's life.

"According to the case data of the Criminal Division, no biometric features of other people were collected in the room, so the case was closed by suicide."

Takeshi Iwata looked at the data on his phone and said.

"No one has been here... It doesn't mean that nothing else has been here..."

Mochizuki Ayano looked at the apartment in front of her and felt a chill in her back.

Within her line of sight, the interior of this apartment, the floor, furniture, ceiling, and walls, were all covered with blood-colored hand and footprints.

Under the desk near the window, near where Rika Okimoto hanged herself, Mochizuki Ayano crouched down and picked up a few pieces of torn yellow paper.

This fragment is not complete, Mochizuki Ayano put it together, only the word "turn" can be seen.

"It's...it's your turn? Rika Okimoto, did you contact her family before that, or leave a suicide note or diary?"

She remembered the records about the Zangqian apartment that she had seen on 2CH.

"The relationship between her and her family has always been very rigid, and there is almost no contact... Judging from the results of the current criminal investigation, there is no written information related to suicide."

Takeshi Iwata checked the information on the phone and sighed.

As far as unnatural cases are concerned, what Lesson 9 can do is often very limited, and it is not bad to be able to eliminate the evil spirits.

As for what kind of terror the victim suffered during her lifetime, Lesson 9 can often only infer one or two from the remaining information, and the truth of the incident will forever disappear in the dust of time.

After coming out of room 304, from the second floor to the fifth floor, the three entered the remaining rooms one by one to check.

The more rooms they entered, the more ugly the faces of the three of them.

The rooms are clean and neatly tidied up and look like they are occupied and cleaned regularly.

In addition to being densely covered with traces of spiritual activity, it is also full of traces of life.

I saw half the newspapers, the slanted slippers at the entrance, the messy beds, the children's toys thrown on the ground, the shabby clothes...

However, according to the information in Lesson 9, these vacant rooms should all be uninhabitable without water and electricity!

"It's like...these residents are still here, repeating their lives before they were alive."

Mochizuki Ayano's gaze stopped at the door of room 502.

501 and 502 are the last two rooms at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor.

Compared with other doors, the footprints of hands and feet there are extremely rare.

"Does anyone live in these two rooms?"

She confirmed to Takeshi Iwata softly.

Takeshi Iwata shook his head numbly.

"open to take a look."

Mochizuki Ayano's eyes wandered and she made a decision.

Takeshi Iwata immediately took out a key and opened the door of 502.

Before the action, the keys to all the rooms in Zangqian's apartment naturally fell into the hands of Lesson 9.

This is a one-bedroom that is slightly larger than Room 102, where Sosuke Araki lives.

Simple furniture is readily available.

Iwata Takeshi, who was walking in the front, did not rush into the room, but rubbed the floor at the entrance lightly with his fingers, and his fingertips were clean and clean.

"It's very clean."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was behind him, said something.

Naturally, what she meant was not just that the ground was clean, but... there were no **** hand and footprints left by the activities of the resentful spirits in the room.

The three stepped into the room, and Takeshi Iwata gently touched the stove and range hood at the door with gloves. There were no oil stains or traces of use.

Next, he checked the bathroom, toilet, and trash can, and there were no signs of being used.

Mochizuki Ayano looked around, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

"If no one lives~lightnovelpub.net~ this place is too spotless."

She paused, walked to the desk in front of the bedroom window, and continued: "If there are people living there, this is uninvited, you don't need to eat, take out the trash, take a bath, sleep, and even resentful spirits don't dare to enter the room to disturb you. The guest... who would it be..."

Tokimoto Ichiro and Iwata Takeshi looked at each other, and their faces became gloomy.

There is only one answer, weird.

Based on the information at hand, the weirdest person who most likely lives here is naturally... a woman with a gaping hole who is active around this place.

They shuddered when they thought that the woman with the rift might wait quietly in this room during the day and leave the apartment to hunt around when night fell.

Just as the three of them continued to investigate in the room, a pale eyeball appeared in the unclosed drawer of the desk at some point, silently looking at the three of them.

Mochizuki Ayano was extremely sensitive to sight, so she turned her head and looked into the gap in the drawer.

The moment her eyes met that eyeball, a spiritual power bloomed from her eyes, and immediately a golden flame burned on the eyeballs in the drawer.

Entangled by the flames, the eyeball disappeared from the gap immediately.

"What's wrong?"

Aware of the abnormality, Tokimoto Ichiro suddenly came to her side in the bedroom. His vigorous steps were not at all like the trembling before.

"The Eye of the Gap...Why are we here... Let's go out first."

Mochizuki Ayano was sweating slightly on her forehead. If it wasn't because of her left eye that she had an extremely keen vision, and immediately discovered the eyeball in the gap, she and others would probably end up...

She remembered the tragic situation of Uncle Wengu and Shota on that cold night.

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