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    Yamazaki, who had just arrived downstairs in the Dulin Building, let out a foul breath.

    At this moment, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

    He who was already sensitive was taken aback. This was an unfamiliar number.

    Yamazaki hung it up without hesitation.

    On the other side, Qin Wenyu looked at the unanswered phone and asked, "Does he hate me?"

    "Use mine to make calls, we generally don't answer calls from strangers," Sato Akemi said.

    Qin Wenyu took Sato Akemi's cell phone and called him again.

    "Hello? Miss Sato?"

    This time, Yamazaki finally answered the phone.

    "Leave Shibuya immediately, the ghost is not in the doll."

    Qin Wenyu said succinctly.

    "What did you say?"

    Yamazaki glanced at the phone suspiciously, the voice inside was intermittent, and he couldn't hear clearly at all.

    "Hey?"

    "Hey?"

    While speaking, a drop of cold water fell on the top of Yamazaki's head.

    He looked up and saw a person he had seen not long ago fell from upstairs.

    It's Hatoyama Miko!

    "Boom—"

    She fell in front of Yamazaki, her head was completely broken, and she was inhuman.

    "what!!!"

    The piercing screams of pedestrians broke the silence.

    The crowd quickly gathered around, someone called the police, and someone turned on their mobile phone and started filming.

    After a while, the security personnel of Dulin Building also ran out,

    Yamazaki glanced at the blood-stained long brown hair, felt a chill down his back, and hurried out of the crowd.

    No... how is it possible?

    This is Miss Hatoyama Miko?

    Could it be that the ghost in the doll really woke up?

    "Hello? Mr. Yamazaki? It's me, Sato."

    On the other side, Qin Wenyu switched the phone to the external mode and placed it in front of Sato Akemi.

    Takato Yamazaki tremblingly picked up the phone and said, "Miss Sato..."

    "Mr. Yamazaki, please listen to me. The ghost in the doll has possessed Mr. Qin's classmate. Now that doll is empty."

    "Please come to Banqiao District immediately, I will send the specific location to your mobile phone, please..."

    "Empty?" Akemi Sato hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Takato Yamazaki's growl.

    "What's empty! You don't even know what happened just now!" Takato Yamazaki's voice was not loud, but suppressed anger and fear.

    "Miss Hatoyama Miko that you asked me to find, just fell to her death and died right in front of my eyes! Do you know that!"

    Sato Akemi's face turned pale, and she immediately parked the car to the side of the road, her eyes full of disbelief: "You said... what? Meizi fell to her death?"

    Suppressing the fear in his heart, Takato Yamazaki looked at the corpse surrounded by the crowd again.

    Hatoyama Miko's elegant and beautiful face has been smashed to pieces, and a pool of red and white intertwined liquid spread out from the back of her head, like a coquettish flower blooming in front of his eyes.

    Hatoyama Miko's eyeballs even fell out, quietly hanging on her blood-stained face.

    Yamazaki was familiar with this look.

    He has dreamed of this scene countless times, a month ago... the same is true of his mother's eyeballs.

    It fell out of the eye sockets, as if looking at myself...

    No... none of my business!

    Takato Yamazaki stumbled back two steps.

    "Yamazaki! Answer me quickly, how is Miko? Answer me quickly!"

    Sato Akemi's voice lost her former composure, and her rather sharp cry pierced Yamazaki's eardrum.

    "She... is dead, really dead! It's a ghost, the ghost in that doll!"

    Sato Akemi's face was pale, lying on the steering wheel, tears kept dripping down, and she couldn't speak anymore.

    Qin Wenyu took the phone and asked, "Are you sure? Is it the ghost in the doll?"

    "Do you want me to bring it in front of you?" Yamazaki growled, "I don't care! I'll go directly to Banqiao District. What to do with this damn doll is up to you!"

    Takato Yamazaki hung up the phone harshly.

    Qin Wenyu looked down at the phone and remained silent.

    Another one died.

    "Miss Sato, the 'gray' level curse will not have more than two special abilities, that is to say, it has at most two abilities, right?"

    Qin Wenyu asked.

    Sato Akemi didn't speak, her shoulders kept shaking, and the sobbing sound was suppressed in her throat.

    Why is she so sad?

    Qin Wenyu looked at Sato Akemi suspiciously.

    Since this kind of thing will ask the other party to help, the worst result should be expected, right?

    Could it be... that she was crying for some other reason?

    Maybe the curse is too scary? Is she worried about not being able to live?

    Qin Wenyu thought about it and said, "Miss Sato, don't worry, even if Xiaolin Yuxiang has two abilities, I can probably figure it out."

    "Xiao Lin Yuxiang's first ability is possession, it can transfer itself to the body of a living or dead thing, this ability should be limited, otherwise, it has already been attached to all kinds of strange things up."

    "The second ability should be a clone...or manipulation. In short, even if it has been transferred to another body, the body it has possessed will still be used by it, helping it obtain information...even killing people. Category."

    Thinking about what Takato Yamazaki said just now, Qin Wenyu felt that his guess should be close to ten.

    "Now that Miss Hatoyama Miko's death has silenced Kobayashi Yuka again, we have won about two hours of safe time, I think..."

    "Snapped!"

    Before Qin Wenyu's words were finished, a loud slap had already landed on his face.

    Qin Wenyu frowned slightly, and the right side of her face was burning with pain.

    He stopped talking, and stared at Sato Akemi without any hesitation.

    Sato Akimi's eyes were red and swollen, and there were tears on her face, but she looked at him with less trust and admiration, more puzzled and angry.

    "Mr. Qin, if your friend named Zhang Lu died, would you be happy because you won safe time?"

    Her quiet voice entered Qin Wenyu's ears.

    Qin Wenyu looked at her quietly and did not answer.

    It's not the first time something like this has happened.

    It was the first time being slapped.

    Obviously what he said was right, and the approach he took was the most efficient and correct.

    Nor does it violate the general public order and good customs.

    But they... everyone, seems unwilling to accept it.

    It's weird, does crying bring her friend back to life?

    Isn't it true that Hatoyama Miko's death won them safe time?

    If you don't want your friends to suffer such bad luck, you shouldn't have asked her for help from the beginning, right?

    No matter how Qin Wenyu thought about it, she felt that it was her who did the wrong thing, not herself.

    And Takato Yamazaki, the doll is in his hands, but Hatoyama Miko is dead, something must have happened in there.

    "sorry……"

    Sato Akemi suddenly lowered her head and covered her face, tears welling up in her eyes again.

    Qin Wenyu rubbed her face, got out of the car, and did not speak.

    If mourning and regret for a dead friend would help the situation, he would not wonder.

    However, the fact is that her actions have no effect, it can only satisfy her current sad mood, and a kind of forgiveness for her anxiety that she indirectly killed her friend.

    Capricious, hypocritical, and fickle, the vast majority of people like to do pointless things.

    It may not be a good idea to act with them.

    Qin Wenyu reached out and stopped a taxi, without looking back, she walked away.

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