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Of course, it's just to let Qian Hanye put his mind at ease, Nangong Meng is not stupid to that extent, but he doesn't doubt others because of this little thing...

"It's not hollow... There are no small things either. Shaking

and listening, the inside of the cross, which is also completely solid, and its weight hurts when it hangs on the neck.... It can only be stowed in a small pouch on the chest.

It's really just... A small gift.

Nangong Meng bit her lip, she must not tell anyone about her physique, not even Qianhanye... It's going to drag her into this mess too.

If there is a day, I will die, but it will not affect anyone, and that is enough.

As noon passed, the classroom was slowly filled with bustling voices again, and the crowd could always calm Nangong Meng's heart, after all, even ghosts rarely appeared in the crowd.

As expected, Ikawa's unique style and gentle personality immediately attracted attention, and he gave a lot of special gifts to everyone in the class, causing the whole class to discuss this new transfer student.

"Is it really the child of the Duke of the Empire where the sun never sets!, so temperamental

..." "Yes, yes, ah, it's really fascinating..."

Looking at those female classmates who were holding the pure gold family badge and blushing and committing nymphomaniacs,

Nangong Meng had no mind or energy to get involved in the discussion of these girls.

At this time, it is close to the end of school, and I have to do a very important thing with Chihan Ye... Go to the location on the card and find the mysterious UHG company.

"Qianhan-chan, let's... Otherwise, let's find a boy, and it's still not safe for the two of us to go.

Nangong Meng took a deep breath and mustered up her courage, she had a hunch that this action would not be too easy...

"Of course, there are volunteers from the Paranormal Society... However, we are only going to have a preliminary inspection of the location, whether we want to go or not depends on the situation.

Chihan Ye changed into a pure black tracksuit in the locker room, with a black mask, her long hair was carefully coiled, and she was carrying a small satchel.

"Okay..."

Nangong Meng also changed into his regular clothes, another set of school uniforms.... Because I have been wearing school uniforms, my family feels that there is no need to buy clothes to wear outside, so I only have three sets of school uniforms and one set of clothes that have been washed and not dried for the time being, and now I can only wear school uniforms and leave.

"Ready?" An

abrupt female voice sounded in the nearly empty classroom, and Nangong Meng subconsciously touched the talisman of grandma on her chest... When I turned my head to look, I saw a black silk girl wearing a school uniform and an expressionless face standing at the door, carrying a handful around her waist....

"Okay, isn't Shota coming?"

Chihanha seemed to know the grim girl and looked up behind her.

"Here, but he's got something to prepare.

"That..."

Nangong Meng stretched out his hand hesitantly, this... Who is it? It doesn't seem to be someone in the class.

"Sachiko Nishikawa, president of the kendo club.

Sachiko Nishikawa replied without any delay, and Nangong Meng's brain pondered for a while... Finally there was a point signal.

Sachiko Nishikawa, the leader of the Kendo Club of Teikyo High School, is currently a sophomore in high school, and the family status is very high, although it is not publicized, but every day you can see a luxury car to send him to and from school, and his father is the director of the largest local kendo gym, and he has participated in various international competitions with a single hand.

As his daughter, Sachiko Nishikawa also has an excellent talent for kendo, and has defeated a bunch of master-level figures at a young age, because of his own personality that is colder than Chihanba, but not many people are willing to touch it.

Her coldness is deep in her heart, making Nangong Meng feel the cold of fear.

"Oh oh..."

Nangong pursed his lips and nodded cautiously, people are here to help, and they must be treated well....

"Sachiko, I really didn't expect you to participate in this spirit visit, why did you suddenly think about it.

With the lights out on the outside, three girls sat together, one quietly holding her grandmother's pendant, the other expressionlessly wiping the sharp, obviously sharpened katana on her waist, and only one took off her mask, trying to liven up the somewhat dignified atmosphere.

"Three classmates are missing, you should know about it.

Sachiko Nishikawa didn't look up, and continued to carefully wipe the blade of the sword in her hand with the cloth in her hand.

"Well, I've heard... Disappeared in a small alley outside the campus, and the matter was quite big at the time.

Qianhanye doesn't have that stinky face in the face of Sachiko Nishikawa, it seems that the two are also old acquaintances, but Nangong Meng knows that he knew Qianhanye when he was a child, but he definitely doesn't know this sister who is a year older than him.

"Disappearances are not accidental, among those who have disappeared... There are people I care about.

Sachiko Nishikawa was stunned, still expressionless, but her hands were trembling slightly...

"That's why you suddenly paid attention to our paranormal investigation agency?

Chihanye's eyes widened and she shook her head.

"We're just an interest group, so it's appropriate for the police to do this.

"The police couldn't find the reason, and the family hired a private detective to no avail, so... There's only one reason you and I know, Chihan Ye.

Sachiko Nishikawa said coldly, standing up, the cold silver blade in her hand flashing.

"Don't say it so absolutely, just in case... Hey, forget it, if you're interested, come on, just don't be too disappointed when the time comes.

Qian Hanye shook his head, leaned against the wall, rubbed his mask carefully, and weighed the contents of his satchel.

"You won't be disappointed, Chikazuha, things are going to get more and more interesting... There's a transfer student in your class, right?

"Isn't this known to everyone, why, are you also interested in him?"

Chihanye smiled in front of Sachiko Nishikawa, and the Nangong Meng's hairs stood on end when he listened... I remembered a lot of this guy's deeds, including but not limited to an over-the-shoulder wrestling basketball club member who teased him, was 1.9 meters tall and weighed 180 pounds, and threw several meters away....

"Hmm.

Sachiko Nishikawa nodded without changing her face, and Nangong Meng on the side almost didn't lose her expression management.

"He went to see me, he wants to join the kendo club, you also know my rules, you can only join if you have passed three moves.

"I know that, so I think you took in three new students this year... The Supernatural Incident Investigation Agency never engages in these things, it's just an interest group, and it's the same as the real thing.

Chihan Ye shrugged.

"Why, you fell in love when I was with you? I admit it's really good-looking, but I didn't expect Sachiko to become such a girl after a few years..."

"No, he beat me.

Sachiko Nishikawa interrupted Chihanha's words, and a trace of horror flashed on her expressionless face.

"With just one sword... I can't react at all, it's too fast... It's too fast...""

The heart flow sword technique, which is to use the heart as a sword to cut a fast sword, my swordsmanship has been completed, and I am only one step away from my father, but in front of that transfer student.... Nothing.

"Just draw your sword, cut it out, and put it away.

"When I stroked the ends of my hair, only a handful of hair was cut off, and I didn't even pull out the knife.

"Oh my God..."

Looking at Qian Hanye's shocked expression, although Nangong Meng didn't know how outrageous this matter was, his heart gradually climbed into a fog.

Quick....

That night, I also saw a quick blow, the crimson power that was as fast as lightning.

UHG organizations, transfer students, protect your own stuff... Is there anyone who deliberately makes themselves aware and connects these threads

? What are they trying to do?

Good or bad...

Faintly, Nangong Meng felt as if he had entered a huge whirlpool, looking at the monstrous waves at the edge, he could faintly peek into a trace of the truth of the dark side of the world.

"You... Don't you feel like you've been hit, kendo is something you've been pursuing all your life, and now it's easily broken—" "

Why should I feel that? If someone can cut that sword, I can one day do it.

"Ahhh