The moment their eyes met, she understood what the other person meant.
You can talk, but not everything.
What does it mean to be in sync with each other?
It means we are in sync with each other.
"Regarding what we said before..."
Futaba Rio pushed her glasses frame, took out her cell phone and placed it on the table, pointing to a news report on it.
"The home address of one of the victims, where her death scene occurred, has been located."
"news?"
Seeing the news report, which was obviously a secretly taken photo of the detached apartment, Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't help but frown.
“Isn’t this kind of private information prohibited from being reported?”
"no way."
As a former national idol actress, Mai Sakurajima obviously understands the dirty side of the media and reporters better than ordinary people. She sighed slightly.
"After all, when the body of this deceased was found, it was hanging outside the second-floor balcony of his home, and it was in a residential area. Passersby saw it, so it was impossible to conceal it even if we wanted to."
Yukinoshita Yukino was even more confused when she heard this.
“But shouldn’t the report that reports the victim’s home address and infringes on the privacy of the victim’s family bear legal responsibility?”
"It's not that simple."
Mai Sakurajima shook her head, with a hint of disgust in her eyes. Her attitude towards the media and reporters was obvious.
"Long ago, those second- and third-rate small media outlets came up with a way to evade responsibility and came up with a so-called anonymous submission method."
"Since it is anonymous, the reporter cannot be traced, and there is no question of assuming any so-called legal responsibility."
"As for the responsibility of small media? If the matter really gets out of hand, they will just issue an apology, claiming that they did not conduct strict censorship, and remove the news report."
"But even if the news reports disappear, the damage done to the parties involved is irreparable."
"The media only needs attention. As for conscience? They don't have that kind of thing."
When the members present heard this, they all looked indignant.
The victims' families were grieving over their loved ones being killed in such a cruel way, but they were also harassed by unscrupulous media.
This is simply too...
It's so disgusting that words can't describe it.
Looking at the photos in the news report, Yoshiko looked towards Yotsuya.
"Well, can you see anything?"
Yotsuya Miko shook her head.
"Based on this photo alone, there is nothing to discover."
Yukino on the side was very confused, wondering what the hidden identity of Yotsuya Miko was, could she be a famous detective?
Otherwise, why would Ye Xing ask the other party if he could tell anything from the photo?
"There is no point in continuing the discussion here."
Ye Xing stood up, looked at the members of the Super Society in front of him, and said lightly.
"As previously arranged, I, Miko, Futaba, Dango, Mai, and Yukinoshita-san will visit the victim's family and investigate the victim's death location."
"If you can find any clues, let's meet at Mai's house tomorrow. That's it."
.......
An hour later, outside a two-story house in a residential area in Kyoto City.
"This is it."
Seeing that the members were really planning to go in, Yukinoshita Yukino frowned and hesitated.
"Isn't it a bit...too offensive to visit like this without any hesitation?"
Yukinoshita Yukino never thought about it.
She has always been outspoken, which makes it easy for her to offend people, but one day, she would actually advise others on issues such as etiquette.
mainly...
How could the victim's family be in a good mood when they were visited without any reason, especially when a relative had just passed away?
This is too outrageous.
"Then you can stay outside."
Seeing Yexing's casual reply, Yukinoshita Yukino felt helpless.
In my capacity, I do not have any power to interfere in this so-called investigation.
According to Yexing's abstract personality, he would do something that was very outrageous in the eyes of normal people, so Yukino didn't find it surprising.
But why would Mai Sakurajima, Yuigahama Yui, Futaba Rio, Yotsuya Miko, who usually look like normal girls, also play tricks with each other?
Could it be...
Is it infected?
Is your mental illness still spreading?
What is Cthulhu?
While Yukinoshita Yukino was thinking secretly, Yexing had already led everyone to the door of the second-floor apartment and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Nearly half a minute passed.
The door was opened a tiny crack, and the crisp sound of the security chain being pulled to its limit could be heard.
Through the gap, there appeared a middle-aged man with stubble. He looked listless and had a heavy face.
The middle-aged man's voice was a little hoarse.
"Are you... reporters?"
Ye Xing slightly turned sideways, pointed at Sakurajima Mai behind him, and replied with a smile.
"You should know her, right? Actress Mai Sakurajima. Can we go in and talk?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.
"can."
He had already looked through the peephole before opening the door.
Ye Xing and the others didn't look like reporters at all. They all looked like high school students.
Otherwise, the middle-aged man would not have opened the door at all.
After entering the door, everyone could smell the scent of burning incense floating in the room.
"No need to change your shoes, it's okay."
The middle-aged man led everyone to the living room, and what came into view was a portrait of a girl with dyed blonde hair, smiling brightly, and a burning incense stick in the stove.
Yotsuya Miko was very familiar with such decorations.
Just like what her mother arranged after her father died, these are the utensils used to commemorate the deceased at home.
"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
Looking at the middle-aged man's face, Yuigahama Yui pursed her lips and spoke cautiously.
"Excuse me...are you Sato Asako's father?"
"Yes."
Sato Asako is the name of the murdered girl.
"Please express your condolences."
Looking at the old and listless look of the middle-aged man, the members of the Super Society couldn't help but feel heavy in their hearts.
Losing their daughter in middle age...and their daughter died in such a cruel and painful way, they couldn't even imagine the pain in each other's hearts.
After Yuigahama Yui said this, Sakurajima Mai took the initiative to take over the topic.
"The reason I came to visit you this time is actually because I want to use my identity to call on people in society to work together to find the real culprit who committed such a vicious case."
Upon hearing this, Sato Asako's father nodded indifferently.
"Oh, that's how it is..."
His eyes looked ashen, without any light at all.
It was obviously the first time for Mai Sakurajima to talk about such a heavy topic, but for the purpose of this trip, she continued to speak.
"Could you please show us...the place where Sato Asako was found?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand.
"It's on the second floor, in the room on the far left. You can go up on your own."
"Ok."
Sakurajima Mai gave Yotsuya Miko a look, and the two of them went up to the second floor together and came to the room on the far left.
After carefully opening the door, the scene that came into view was quite normal.
It was just an ordinary high school girl's room, with a teddy bear-like stuffed animal next to the pillow.
The room was very clean and tidy, and through a transparent glass door there was a small balcony outside.
After closing the door gently, Yotsuya Miko glanced at the furnishings in the room and spoke softly.
"Open your eyes, Baimu."
Following her call, Hyakume, wearing a kimono and wooden clogs with a piece of linen tied around his eyes, appeared in the room.
"Take a look and see if you can find anything."
Baimu nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Then she slowly raised her hand and removed the linen cloth covering her eyes.
In the right eye socket is the eyeball that belonged to the killer ghost.
As the god of death who hunts monsters, the eyeballs of the Slayer Demon have very special abilities.
As long as there are traces left by evil spirits, no matter how long it has been or how small they are, they cannot escape the search of this eye.
In addition, Baimu itself is a soul form that tends to be a reconnaissance type.
It can be said to be a match made in heaven.
"This is..."
Baimu paced back and forth in the room, looking around, and finally stopped in front of the glass door leading to the balcony, muttering to himself.
“There are traces, but these traces…”
Yotsuya Miko and Sakurajima Mai walked over, only to see Hyakume pointing at the handle of the glass door and saying calmly.
“There are some traces of residue on it.”
Mai Sakurajima asked hurriedly.
"So, it was indeed the work of an evil spirit?"
"Do not."
Baimu shook his head, looking puzzled.
"This kind of trace does look like the remnant of evil spirits, but it's a little different... It seems that it's not just evil spirits, but also traces of twisted souls..."
"Eh? A twisted soul?"
Mai Sakurajima's pupils shrank when she heard that.
"You mean... this incident was not caused by a simple evil spirit... but by an evil spirit that has taken over a human body and can disguise itself as a human?"
"Hard to say."
