Manual of the Monster in City

38 Sneak into the campus, once again!

    "So, the transaction failed."

    Bai Ling came to a conclusion, his voice was full of helpless sighs, a sigh made when a profiteer failed to make a deal.

    "Is there really no way?" Jia Qingming asked eagerly.

    "There is a way," Bai Ling said, looking at Jia Qingming, "but, for the remaining way, I am afraid that I will trouble Mr. Qingming to go and get rid of ghosts."

    "Huh? I...I'm going?" He looked at Bai Ling in a strange way.

    "Of course. After all, Mr. Seimei is the manager chosen by Heaven. And things like ghosts and spirits in the world, or evil things produced by evil spirits, as long as they are found to be a manager. You can deal with it as you like." Bai Ling said, and there was an air of... soldiers coming from a remote battlefield in his voice.

    "Of course, this kind of treatment...there are both mild ones, that is, to realize their desires, let their obsessions dissolve, and finally get out of long sleep and return to reincarnation. Similarly, the most violent way can be used. The method is to kill him directly. As the administrator, Mr. Qingming is also the chosen... exorcist."

    Bai Ling looked at Jia Qingming and said with a faint smile.

    "The most important thing is that you don't need to pay any price for this. To be someone else, such as me, even if you want to kill Mr. Wu Yao in front of you, you need to pay a price."

    Jia Qingming thought for a while but nodded: "Okay. Then what should I...how do?"

    It seemed that he suddenly understood, and understood why Miss Bai Ling would convert the cost of the things he entrusted to the time spent working in the Heavenly Pavilion.

    Because he is not an ordinary person, he is a manager, and he has the power to kill the ghosts born from loopholes in the rules of heaven, so...this will deal with many inconvenient things.

    "As for what to do..." Bai Ling smiled softly. This kind of laughter immediately alarmed Jia Qingming. He knew that as long as Bai Ling laughed like this, there was definitely nothing good. "Naturally it takes... a price."

    "So this is a complete industrial chain!" Jia Qingming shouted desperately, "Tricky issues that can't be handled can be done with the identity of the manager... Then... you can use this to collect the price from me. Oh..."

    "Ah. It was discovered by Mr. Qingming." Bai Ling chuckled slightly.

    Jia Qingming looked at Li Guisheng, or Wu Yao's senior, who was nervously bowing his head and looking at his feet. In the end, Jia Qingming finally agreed, and let out a long breath:

    "Okay. I trade."

    "That's right." Bai Ling said, "Don't worry, I have prepared what I need for Mr. Qingming a long time ago. It's a foolish operation to complete it."

    "Why did you expect that I would..."

    "This is a secret." Bai Ling smiled, "As I knew, Mr. Qingming was the one who killed me."

    "Is this weird prophecy again? Am I now in a murderous demons organization?!"

    "It's not a prophecy...that's destiny." Bai Ling's voice was light and ethereal. The smell of incense penetrated Jia Qingming's sense of smell.

    "So, if I didn't choose to kill you, you wouldn't die, right?" Jia Qingming said.

    "Right." Bai Ling smiled helplessly and sadly, "but you will definitely...that's fate...but I don't know when it will come."

    "Don't worry. I will never kill you..." Seimei said firmly, "If there is one day, the newspaper report will definitely be-angry employees stabbed the black-hearted boss with a knife, like this The title is right."

    Jia Qingming said a very nonsense, nonsense, but Bai Ling was amused by his joke, giggling and saying:

    "Then I look forward to the day when Mr. Seimei stabbed me to death."

    "Hey! Don't say such misleading words!"

    "It's time to set off. Xiao Hei's package of exorcism items has already been packed. She should be on the way here. As for Mr. Wu Yao, it is good to stay here for the time being to drink tea with me. There is a spiritual formation in the pavilion. Among them, your host's body is less damaged by the Yin spirit's Yin Qi. It is also great if you want to tell your story to pass the time. I like listening to the story very much. Or..."

    Bai Ling smiled like a profiteer again.

    "Think of any other things that need to be traded."

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    "Pull out ghosts yourself?!"

    "You also brought a magic device?!"

    "It's in our club room?!"

    As soon as Jia Qingming contacted these people in the investigation agency, he was hit by the "three strikes of profound justice."

    Xiao Shanshan and Edogawa were extremely excited when they heard the news, saying that they would come immediately and gather at the entrance of the original snack street.

    But Jia Qingming told them that there is obviously no time for supper today.

    He naturally called Yuan Mumu to come, and Yuan Mutou received the call and heard the situation only "oh", then said "coming soon" and put down the phone directly.

    In fact, Yuan Mu-mutu was the person Bai Ling had told him to bring. but……

    In the middle of the night, I sneaked into the school building where ghosts were born and followed this person who was human but lacking expression like a zombie. I was panicked thinking about it. Sure enough, I asked Edogawa and the others to come to the atmosphere to meet... ...Funnier.

    At least that would not be so scary.

    As for Miss Su Qiang, Jia Qingming didn't want to get involved with this squad leader, so she had better stay away from her previous thoughts. Otherwise, he would definitely get into a lot of trouble in the future, a guy like him who doesn't listen well to class and often naps.

    Jia Qingming looked at the high school teaching building shrouded in the middle of the night. The teaching building at this time looked more gloomy than in the afternoon, and the chaotic things condensed by black spiritual energy were creeping in the playground, cafeteria, and teaching building. They have no fixed form, and although they are not terrifying, they still look uncomfortable.

    Jia Qingming pulled the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, carrying some mysterious magical artifacts to make him feel more at ease. In fact, it was a kit, it was not big, and the weight was very light... What is inside? Jia Qingming didn't know anything.

    When he took it from Xiao Hei's hand, he was about to open it, but he was slapped off by a cat's paw. "Look at what you see, Miss Bai Ling's kit will be opened at that time. Once the thread that binds the tip of the kit is taken apart, you're all done, kid. Miss Bai Ling could save you by making an exception last time, doesn't it mean This kind of thing happened a second time. Of course," she raised a hand to cover her mouth and snickered, "If you, the manager, you are killed by such an ultra-low ghost, it's really history. The lowest-level administrator since then can be recorded in history."

    Jia Qingming had to put the kit away and put it in his schoolbag, for fear of something wrong. Although he knew that he could not be the greatest manager, it would be a good choice to go into the annals of history as the most declining manager... However, he knew well the life principle of "cherish life and stay away from death".

    "Hey. Why are you in a daze?" Xiao Shanshan was the first to arrive, and she really wanted to grow wings and fly over to join in the fun.

    "Ah, I am waiting for you." Jia Qingming said.

    "If you get rid of ghosts... do you really have a solution?"

    "Yeah. But they are all methods learned from others and are now being sold." Jia Qingming told the truth. "Actually, I don't have much confidence, but the person who gave me the props..." Bai Ling's profiteer smiling face appeared in his mind, "It's pretty reliable..."

    "Ahhh! I'm so excited! Can I make a video?!" Xiao Shanshan asked excitedly.

    "It's better not to be better." Edogawa's voice came from behind, "There are only two situations when recording a supernatural event. One is that nothing is captured, the camera is broken, or there is no content at all. , Or there are all the contents of the real world, but there are no ghosts...This is still a better situation."

    He pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Another, more serious situation, was taken. But another kind of ghost will be produced, which will remain in the video on your camera and mobile phone...More It's hard to get rid of."

    "Wow! So serious?!" Xiao Shanshan asked in surprise.

    "I also sorted it out from novels and movies. I can't judge what is going on in reality. However, there is an old saying in China: I would rather believe it and not believe it. Let's be careful."

    Khan, it's rare that you also know to be careful!

    "By the way, why didn't Yuan Xuechang come?" Xiao Shanshan asked.

    "Yes, I called him the first time..." Jia Qingming said strangely, "It stands to reason that he should be the first one to arrive."

    "Hey." He heard Yuan Mumu's unsteady, wooden voice coming from the direction of the snack street.

    I saw Yuan Mutsu carrying two plastic bags in each hand. Inside each, there is a tall paper cup with a wooden stick inserted in it. Yes……

    "Wow! It's oden!" Xiao Shanshan ran over immediately.

    "Ah." He said, "Bring some convenient supper."

    "Ahhhhh! What a super considerate male god!" Xiao Shanshan said moved while eating.

    "Today we dived directly. The doorman should still be there, but he should be patrolling the upper floors, based on the experience of last night." Jia Qingming began to arrange the task, watching the momentary relaxation of the scene, feeling that he really underestimated Yuan Mumutou. Unexpectedly, he would have the simplest and rude way to control the atmosphere.

    "Yeah." Xiao Shanshan replied while eating.

    "After entering the teaching building, immediately go upstairs from the west stairs and head straight to the destination. Don't turn on the flashlight or the like, otherwise, it will be a lot of trouble to be stopped by the guard."

    "Yeah." Xiao Shanshan continued to answer, and everyone headed for the campus wall in the dark.

    "The mobile phone must also be turned to silent mode. Once discovered, it will be really troublesome. Maybe we will be treated as murderers."

    "Yeah." It was still a short answer.

    "Eh? Seimei-senpai, can you eat your konjac noodles? Do you want to let me?"

    "No one is listening to my tactics at all!" Jia Qingming let Xiao Shanshan pick out the konjac silk, and took a bite of the meatballs with helplessness. Except for the sound of a few people's footsteps, it was the sound of eating.

    It's like going on an outing, it's not like trying to get rid of ghosts and other serious things...

    Several people quickly and skillfully climbed the school wall, ran across the playground to the teaching floor, entered directly through the gate, and reached the stairs on the west side.

    Everything is going smoothly.

    But when he reached the top of the stairs on the second floor of the teaching building, Jia Qingming suddenly heard...

    A piano sounded somewhere.

    ——In the campus horror legend circulating in the high school section of Shenting Middle School, the music classroom on the west side of the second floor sometimes hears the sound of piano playing late at night, but there is no one in that classroom...

    Only the keys are moving strangely, and no one can be seen.

Now, the strange piano sound rang.