Creation of Dongying Guitan

Gu Xing looked at the caller ID, it was Anda.

"Hey?"

"Gu Xingjun!" Anda's excited voice came from the phone, "Hurry up, find a TV, no, no TV, just find an electronic screen—"

"I saw it," Gu Xing replied, "You want to talk about Koda, right?"

"It's far from the big score, do you know that now all the electronic screens in Lidu City are playing this, it's scary..."

At this moment, the screen on the electronic screen changed.

In a simple and elegant tea room, Koda walked in carrying a black suitcase, and handed the suitcase to Wakayama Masashi.

Wakayama Masashi opened the suitcase a crack, and it was full of money.

Anda's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hi! Gu Xingjun, isn't this Yashi Jingshizheng?"

"Yes."

It was only then that Gu Xing understood what the Son of God meant when he was wronged.

"But this thing is too evil, right?" Anda said.

Until later, no one could explain why such a situation occurred, and it could only be attributed to this absurd world.

"but,"

Adachi said fiercely: "Let that guy Koda be taken away so easily, it's a good deal for him."

Not necessarily.Gu Xing thought.

The bribery video of Koda killing Sae and Masashi caused brief fluctuations in the police and political circles in Lidu, but soon, it was like a stone thrown into the sea, and there were no more waves.

People's lives remain the same.

As the subject of the dream, the Holy Son was even more touched.

At the insistence of the Son, the two of them had an early relationship.

Hui held a simple funeral. Zao Hui didn't have many friends, and most of them came to the scene.

When worshiping in front of the tombstone, someone saw the figure of Zao Hui in a red dress under a big tree in the distance, but it disappeared after just a slight shake.

After Gu Xing presented the bouquet, he stood up and looked at Zaohui Onogami who was beside him.I don't know if she is satisfied with her funeral.

Anyway, the Holy Son was very moved.

Ongami Sae looked at her tombstone without saying a word.

"Forgive me! Wife! I was wrong."

A man hugged a tombstone, crying loudly.

Not far behind him, Red Shirt and Frogman were talking in low voices.

"Hey,"

The frogman said: "I've tried everything, but it still doesn't work. I don't think I can rush this weirdness. Anyway, it seems that there will only be one case a day. You can study it slowly."

Because the grotesque of the delivery man got stuck in the bug, Frogman was temporarily free, and came to help Hongshan research and decipher the latest grotesque that appeared in the past two days, which seemed to be specifically aimed at domestic violence.

In the grotesque investigation class, the red shirt and the frogman had a good relationship. In addition, in the Fujino grotesque incident, the two experienced a life-and-death tribulation, and forged a friendship like iron buddies.

Afterwards, as long as one of the two accepts a new weird task, the other will definitely come to help.

The man holding the tombstone is named Takeo Fujiyama.

Also a domestic violence man.

He was also very affectionate with his wife, but later his business prospered, he got carried away with complacency, and got into the bad habit of gambling.

Gambling will dissipate family wealth, and dissipating family wealth will lead to alcoholism to relieve sorrow, and alcoholism to relieve sorrow will lead to domestic violence against wife and children.

His wife begged Takeo Fujiyama to quit gambling and drinking, but Takeo Fujiyama intensified and sent his wife to the hospital several times.

The ending was on this night three years ago, after being beaten again by Takeo Fujiyama after drinking, his wife finally despaired and jumped off the roof of the apartment building with their two children in their arms.

When Hongshan first heard this story, she couldn't understand it.

It's fine to jump off the building by yourself, why bring the child with you, the child is always innocent.

But after thinking about it, I still understood the other party - with such a scumbag father who was violent, drunk and gambled at home, maybe it would be better if the child was alive.

"What a beast." Hongshan couldn't help cursing.

After his wife and children jumped off the building, Takeo Fujiyama was even more intoxicated, until this morning, he saw in the mirror that the head of his late wife was growing on his neck.

Although looking at Takeo Fujiyama was extremely uncomfortable, Red Shirt and Frogman still tried various methods in an attempt to prevent Takeo Fujiyama from seeing his dead wife's face again.

Wearing sunglasses, blindfolded, hypnotized, forced sleep, watching horror movies with fire to fight fire, etc.

Hongshan even locked Takeo Fujiyama in the monitoring room of [Light], but it was useless.

After being locked up for a while, the face of his dead wife grew on ten of Takeo Fujiyama's fingernails, where there was a little reflection, and he was in despair.

A completely dark room is also not acceptable, the dead wife's face is everywhere in the black space, and the density is even more terrifying.

"Say,"

Red Shirt looked at Takeo Fujiyama not far away and said without hesitation: "Although the investigator's duty is to contain weirdos, I

Seeing this kind of scum falling into such a field, why is my heart so relieved, this grotesque of domestic violence is too poignant for me. "

The frogman nodded repeatedly in agreement.

To be honest, after getting a general understanding of this weird new rule, Red Shirt really wanted to be a recorder, recording every day the tragic situation of those domestic violence men who triggered the weird rule.

However, you really can't do that.

According to the theory of the grotesque academic circle, the grotesque will continue to complete the rules in the process of killing people. After the quantitative change produces a qualitative change, it is even possible to upgrade the rule level, such as E-level to D-level, D-level to C-level.

Although so far, the grotesques of the good and orderly camp have not been upgraded to become chaotic or evil order grotesques, but it cannot be considered that there is no such risk.

Therefore, for all kinds of grotesques, regardless of the camps of good and evil, the grotesque organizations all over the world generally believe that it is better to contain the grotesques as much as possible in the early stage of their appearance.

"who cares,"

Hongshan walked to the tombstone of Mrs. Takefu Fujiyama, patted the dust on it,

"Anyway, this scumbag, let me watch him go to hell first."

Holding his wife's tombstone, Takeo Fujiyama was still crying bitterly.

Red Shirt stared at him indifferently.

She tapped the top of the tombstone rhythmically with her index finger, like the midnight knell that signifies death, and also like the heavy footsteps of the dead.

"Dum-dum-dum--"

In the middle of the night, someone knocked on Gu Xing's door.

Is it the Son?

Gu Xing guessed.

In the past two days, the Holy Son has experienced many bizarre incidents, and his mood is not stable. It is normal for him to ask himself for explanation in the middle of the night.

In the house, the five grotesques put down their work——

Fujino put down the book, Eijiro put down the pen, Yosuke put down the chess pieces, grandma slightly adjusted the reading glasses, Zaoe stopped staring at Gu Xing.

Everyone raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the door.

"What are you doing all this... are you so curious..."

Gu Xing put on his clothes and opened the door.

The person standing at the door was actually a new neighbor who had only met once before, the great beauty—Qiu Hui...

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Chapter 101 The Terrorist Rain Girl

Seeing that it was Qiu Hui who came, Gu Xing was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out why the other party would find him.

At this time, Qiuhui was wearing silk pajamas, her skin was very fair, her hair was just washed, and her fragrance was overflowing, coupled with her rare and beautiful face, she was fatally attractive to any man.

"I'm so sorry,"

Qiu Hui looked at Gu Xing, blushing on her cheeks, "The overhead light in my house suddenly went out, could I trouble you to take a look... I know it's too presumptuous, but I don't know many people in the basement... I think, you He's the kindest one here."

In the room, except for Satomi's grandma who turned her head away and was sitting comfortably on the sofa knitting a sweater and watching TV, Fujino, Eijiro, and Yosuke all stood up.

Zao Hui flashed behind Gu Xing in an instant, and grabbed his lapel as if facing a formidable enemy.

【do not go】

【Don't go even if you kill yourself】

It was the first time for Gu Xing to feel Xiaodong's serious and nervous atmosphere.

Even without Xiaodong's reminder, Gu Xing never agreed to the other party.

"sorry,"

Gu Xing said to Qiu Hui: "I'm not very proficient in electrical appliances, it's better for you to wait for a repairman tomorrow."

Are electrical appliances, lamps considered electrical appliances...don't care.