Be the god of death in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 90 Why is there such a thing as Onmyoji in the famous detective world
Bai Shu did find a map of Moon Shadow Island at the convenience store. He followed the map and searched for a long time before finally finding the small, dilapidated mini police station that looked like a newsstand on the corner of the street.

The lights were on in the police station, and the door was ajar. When passing by the old window, one could see an old man in police uniform dozing on the table.

Bai Shu knocked twice on the door frame, but there was no movement from the people inside, so he walked in and shook the people up, "Hello, report to the police."

"...Ah? Oh, wait a minute." The gray-haired old policeman straightened up, sat there for two seconds and woke up, and then began to reach out and search among the mess on the table.

Bai Shu leaned against the door frame and waited for 2 minutes, but he was too lazy to spend it with him. He reached out and pulled out a pair of reading glasses from under an upside-down book, and handed it to him.

The old policeman was stunned for a long time before reaching out to pick it up tremblingly, "Thank you, young people have better eyes, haha...ha..."

Halfway through his awkward laugh, he slowly fell silent.

——Bai Shu didn't let go, no matter how hard the old man tried, he couldn't pull out the pair of glasses.

He didn't stop holding his hand for a while, and he didn't continue to stretch it. The embarrassing sweat was about to flow down. At this moment, he suddenly heard the young man say slowly, "Where did you hide those three souls?"

The old policeman froze suddenly.

After a long time, he asked back, "What... what kind of soul, do young people have such superstitious beliefs, hahaha."

The old man's smile was really ugly, but his tongue suddenly became quicker, and before Bai Shu could speak, he asked him a series of questions, "What did you say you were going to report? Did you get lost? You seem unfamiliar, you are from a foreign land. here?"

"...", Bai Shuli ignored him, turned around and walked to the wall.

There is a poster on the wall, the content is to promote the customs of Moon Shadow Island. The scene is half of the sea, half of the island, and a few places in the bushes on the island are slightly blurred, as if they are old and weathered.

But when Bai Shu stretched out his finger to poke it, the blurred spot moved uncomfortably to the side.

Bai Shu was not surprised, pinching two fingers precisely, a soul Chi La was pulled out from the poster by him, it screamed and struggled, it was the voice of a little girl.

The old policeman stood up suddenly, and almost at the same time, two other hands suddenly protruded from the poster, one on the left and one on the right, and hugged Bai Shu's wrist nervously.

"Hey, you're so proactive." Bai Shu's hand was like lightning: he squeezed his other hand on his wrist, and smoothly held the two hands together, and pulled them out: a family of three is neat and tidy at the moment. set before him.

I just arrived on the island, and within 24 hours, I got the five souls. This trip is simply too blissful.

Bai Shu couldn't help being a little moved, counting a bunch of souls back and forth several times like a wealthy local rich man counting gold coins overnight.

Just as he was about to count again, Bai Shu suddenly felt something, tilted his head, and an old hand was holding a small paper figurine, passing by his ear, and slapped it on the wall.

There are dense runes written on the paper figurine, and I don't know what it is for—but looking at it now, it has no effect on the wall anyway, and it floats to the ground dangling, blending with the messy documents.

Seeing that he missed a hit, the old man immediately took out the same piece of paper and slammed it at Bai Shu.

Bai Shu didn't hide this time, when the little paper man touched him, he let out a short scream, and then the previous scene repeated—the paper man fluttered down to the ground like a piece of ordinary paper , nothing happened.

"Even the soul can be retained, so there's no reason why I don't know who I am." Bai Shu looked down at the two pieces of paper, "Are you challenging your own IQ, or my patience?"

The old man pursed his lips stubbornly, as if he was about to take out a third little paper figurine, a soul in Bai Shu's hand couldn't sit still, it was Aso Keiji's wife, she rushed over to stop the old man, "Dad, don't do this! "

The old policeman lacked confidence, but he still took the opportunity to hug her into his arms, and said to Bai Shu, "It's the 21st century, and it's their freedom to reincarnate. It's not good for you to force people like this!"

"If you hadn't stopped them, they might have left 800 years earlier. I don't know what the rules are in your Onmyoji world, but you detain dead souls without authorization. Anyway, your hand is too long."

Bai Shu looked at the soul that was snatched away by the old man, hooked his fingers, and signaled him to hand it back quickly, "Because you provided me with karma... Bah, for the sake of you not hurting anyone, stop now, I You can let the past go. Besides, you feel it too."

The damage caused by forcibly staying in the human world is irreversible, they are gradually weakening, and sooner or later, there will be no chance of reincarnation.

The unfinished sentence was obviously very effective for the old policeman. Seeing that he was distracted, Bai Shu stretched out his hand and brought Aso Nai back.

The old policeman stretched out his hand to stop him, but he was a little too slow. His wrinkled hand froze in the air for a while, and finally he sighed and slowly lowered it.

The room was dead silent for a moment, the old policeman was caught in a tangle, but the souls instinctively did not dare to resist.

In the end, it was Keiji Aso who broke the silence.

He was the first to accept his fate, but at this moment he still wants to explain the funeral to Bai Shu, "My lord, it is our fault to stay in this world without authorization. We are very sorry for the trouble you have caused. But before leaving, I have a small request..."

He looked at Baishu anxiously, raised his thumb and index finger, and made a "a little bit" gesture, indicating that it was really a very small request.

Bai Shu nodded, motioning for him to speak quickly.

"If it's possible...can I let my son use Aso's surname and wear normal clothes again? The villagers are very nice, and they won't laugh at him because of me. He doesn't need to continue to disguise his identity.", There was a hint of distress in Aso Keiji's eyes.

He was concentrating on his memories, but he didn't see the flickering stiffness on the old policeman's face.

"...I thought you would persuade me to let Asai Narumi put down my hatred or something." Bai Shu paused for two seconds, vaguely guessing the reason, he glanced at the old man with a complex expression, suddenly smiled, and asked Aso Keiji , "Didn't you go to your son's side very often during the years you became a ghost?"

His words were equivalent to asking two questions, Keiji Aso hesitated for a moment, and answered honestly in order.

"Chengshi knows what happened. I wrote those things in the music score in code, and told him to live strong. Chengshi has always been a very obedient child and will do as he wants."

Aso Keiji, the idiot Baitian, didn't notice the abnormality at all. When he talked about his son, his expression became very relieved, "And the father-in-law told us that ghosts approaching the living relatives without authorization will bring them disaster. I don't think so. would make such a low-level mistake."

"It seems that your family relationship is quite complicated." Bai Shu smiled inexplicably, turned to the old policeman next to him, and suddenly changed the subject, "I remember I said it, I'm here to report the crime."

"Huh? Isn't that an excuse for you to approach me?" The old policeman nodded his head, reluctantly regained his composure, and asked him, "What case?"

"Just now, someone died in the piano room of the community activity center. It was a rich man named Chuan Dao. He was held down by the neck and drowned in the water."

boom--

The enamel cup in the old man's hand fell to the ground, and the water spilled all over the floor. The cup fell to the foot of the white tree, picked it up, and put it back in the hands of the old policeman.

Bai Shu looked down into his eyes, "Are you surprised?"

The old policeman stared at the cup for a while, then suddenly laughed, "One thing, I didn't expect it to go so smoothly."

"What's going well?" Keiji Aso looked at them in a daze, and then at the unnatural daughter and wife next to him, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

(End of this chapter)