By the time Takeshi Iwata and Ichiro Tokimoto ran forward, only white light spots were left floating in the air on the ground where the girl was lying.

On the empty ground, a pure white mask lay quietly.

"Deputy Head..." Seeing Takeshi Iwata come forward, several detectives immediately saluted him respectfully.

"The shot you just shot was so wonderful, you actually wiped out such a powerful weirdness..."

"That's right, as expected of a professional sniper who served in the 'White Death'."

"That's not ordinary destruction, that appearance... It's like the legendary Buddha!"

In the eyes of these detectives, after the shot hits the heart, the woman with a rift immediately dissipated her grievance and dissipated into the appearance in front of her.

Naturally, the one who caused all this was Takeshi Iwata who shot.

"This..." Takeshi Iwata glanced at Tokimoto Ichiro, and when he saw the other side shaking his head blankly, he had to smile bitterly and said, "Clean up the scene and go back."

Immediately, a detective sent an iron box to contain the "grievances" from the periphery, and carefully locked the mask into it.

At the same time, an ambulance rushed to the side of several people and carried Sousuke Araki and Ayano Mochizuki, who had fainted together, on a stretcher.

As for the sudden kiss from the "Section Principal", the detectives selectively ignored it...

After all, the personality of "that guy" in the head of the section is notoriously bad and unstable.

They were more worried about the reaction of the principal after waking up.

The bloodstains left by the Cracked Girl on the ground have long since turned into light spots like her body.

As the vehicle drove away, the entrance to the Internet cafe became silent again, as if nothing had happened.

Under the control of public opinion in Lesson 9, the surrounding residents would only talk about the trivial topics such as "the police chased the fugitives around in the middle of the night last night" and "the fierce gunfight started" on the next day.

……

"boom".

Moon Shadow Chikusa slammed her fist into the antique-like laptop screen.

The screen was unscathed, but his hands were wiped with blood.

After all, this notebook can be regarded as a kind of "resentment".

"Isn't the weirdness incomprehensible, isn't it difficult to die? I have worked so hard to cultivate a girl with a gap for a year, and I also specially mobilized the grievance to strengthen. The Eye of the Gap should be waiting nearby to assist, but it's gone... gone?"

At this moment, he has deep dark circles under his eyes, his original glasses are missing, and the books and computers around the room are also messed up by him.

With the mass base and efficient killing ability accumulated for decades, the girl with a gaping mouth is the fastest growing and the most powerful one among the weirdness he currently "creates".

Since it is a "placement game", he also has a certain positioning for "works" in his heart.

If the "work" like the Eye of the Gap, which is hard to find and extremely powerful against ordinary people, but is too fragile and difficult to face off against spirit slayers, is an assassin, then the fast and resilient Crack Girl can Considered a "warrior".

Although the works of "Growing in the Dark" can steadily provide resentment, his goal is not as simple as silently creating weirdness, exterminating all human beings, and wasting his life in a dark corner.

If that's the case, maybe his killing numbers will never be as "weird" as "war", "disease", and "accident".

His ultimate goal is to nurture existences that can positively shake the entire state apparatus and change the world.

It was for this reason that he tried to tilt his grievances to a woman with a gaping mouth who was suitable for frontal combat.

But just now, the vortex that was originally very prosperous on the map and seemed to be fighting fiercely, representing the woman with a gaping mouth, was like the previous human-faced dog, the cursed spirit of the convenience store, and the snake **** of Daluyuan, and the process of shrinking. None, in the time he blinked, he died directly.

The powerful weirdness that I spent a lot of time and grievances cultivated was inexplicably eliminated before I could feed back the grievances.

It can be described as "hard work for more than half a year, and once returned to before liberation".

This made him reconfirm that, including the previous works, it was not that there was any "bug" on this laptop, but that it was indeed "killed".

In addition, this also made him understand that the dilapidated and rotten government and religious institutions in his eyes were not as inept and incompetent as he had expected, but had powerful existences that could easily destroy him.

This sense of powerlessness and fear made him extremely irritable and ashamed.

Sitting on the ground and burying her head in silence for a while, Yueying Qiancao seemed to have finally finished venting her emotions, and her face returned to a little calm.

"Okay...very good...I have to say that these rotten vested interests know very well about dealing with such an antique weirdness as a woman with a crack, and they are also very good at handling it..."

He picked up the glasses from the ground and laughed wildly with a twisted face.

"Congratulations... you succeeded in angering me, Yueying Qiancao... Hahahaha."

Yueying Qiancao tore open a package of potato chips, stuffed them into her mouth with a sickly expression, and began to operate in front of the computer.

With his operations, the original black vortexes on the map~lightnovelpub.net~ began to slowly increase under the input of resentment.

"It seems that the weirdness of the apartment in front of Tibet has been noticed by them. For the time being, it is impossible to arrange for the weirdness that is easily exposed to provide grievance to the gate of hell. In this case, when you have been paying attention to the IBM700, you do not know that you will meet That's right, my lovely netizens are original, brand new, unknown new age weirdness..."

In the [Urban Legends Essay Contest] in the urban legends section of the 2CH forum, the rules of the event have been silently updated.

The rules are different from the previous simple likes and scores for creations.

The activity encourages any netizens to form groups and jointly create original "urban legends".

And the moderator IBM700 will play the role of "evil slayer" and conduct "spirit removal activities" on the "works" they created.

Unqualified works that are "removed" will be deleted without reason.

As soon as the event was released, several netizens who were keen on such creations immediately accepted the challenge, and immediately responded by setting up a creative team and starting copywriting planning.

It's not that it's impossible to "resurrect" the woman with a gap through re-creation, but the newly born "work" will return to its original weak form.

At the same time, her rules of conduct are well known and difficult to change, and the possibility of being eliminated again is very high. Doing so will only waste precious resentment.

After that, Yueying Qiancao secretly updated several "grave stickers" that were released more than a year ago and had already sunk to the "bottom of the sea".

"Well, the response is quite intense... There are quite a few creative masters here."

After doing all this, he smiled contentedly.

This feeling of "not fighting alone" gave him enough confidence to lose again.

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