A man with messy hair and thick square-framed glasses looked at the photos he had just taken, his face full of excitement, and his hands holding the camera began to tremble with excitement.
“I didn’t expect there would be such a reward!”
This man was the reporter who initially submitted the article to that second-rate online media and wrote the report containing the victim's home address.
不 ...
To call him a journalist is probably a bit of an exaggeration.
He is not a real journalist, but a villain who exaggerates the suffering of others to gain benefits.
"It's really exciting that the big star Sakurajima Mai would come to visit the family of the deceased."
The man held the camera in his hand and looked at the photo he had secretly taken of Mai Sakurajima and other members of the Chaoliang Society standing outside the door of the apartment. He felt so excited that his body was shaking.
He didn't know why Mai Sakurajima, a celebrity who was a former national idol actress, would come to visit the victim's family.
But none of this matters.
The saying goes well.
Start with a picture, and the rest depends on editing.
Many explosive and eye-catching headlines have emerged in this man's mind.
"Idol Mai Sakurajima visits the victim's family... It seems that she bullied the victim in junior high school. Is it a change of heart? Or crocodile tears?"
The man muttered softly and nodded with satisfaction.
“Just this title, it’s great.”
Just then, a chuckling voice sounded in his ears.
"Well, that's fine, but was Mai Sakurajima in the same junior high school as the deceased?"
The man sneered subconsciously.
"Tsk, who knows? If I say it's from junior high school, no one will ask about it..."
He had just said half of his words when he realized something was wrong and slowly turned around.
What came into view was a pure black mask with a white smiley face pattern on it.
“You…you…!”
The man took two steps back in fear, his whole body pressed tightly against the wall of the alley, his face filled with horror.
"Fake...Fake..."
"Why are you so scared?"
The smiling face pattern on Yexing's mask became brighter and brighter, and his tone became very kind.
"That report about the deceased suspected of participating in compensated dating before his death was also written by you, right?"
The man's pupils dilated in shock. He swallowed, forced himself to take out his cell phone, and stammered.
"You...if you come over here again...I...I will call the police!"
"Then report it."
Ye Xing still had a smile in her voice as she spoke softly.
"By the way, call the hospital and make an appointment for the morgue."
Under the man's horrified gaze, Ye Xing immediately added another sentence.
"Oh yeah, ask the hospital staff to bring a bag, otherwise it will all be broken into pieces and it will be hard to clean up."
The man's expression was even more terrified, and his back, which was pressed against the wall of the alley, was soaked with sweat.
"You...you are committing a...crime..."
"Snapped!"
Ye Xing gave the man a loud slap in the face, making him dizzy and he sat powerlessly on the ground.
Then he squatted down and looked directly into the other person's eyes, with a smile in his tone.
"Since you know the name 'Mask', do you know what 'Mask' has done?"
Half of the man's face was swollen and he spoke incoherently.
"Know...know..."
"You know nothing!"
Ye Xing raised his hand again and slapped the man on the other cheek, completing the perfect achievement of making both sides of the man's face symmetrical.
"That's a rhetorical question that doesn't require an answer. What's your answer? Hmm?"
The man looked as if he wanted to cry but had no tears. He didn't even dare to get angry, let alone speak. He thought that judging from your tone, this wasn't a rhetorical question.
He thought so, but he didn't dare to say a word.
As someone in the media industry, he had naturally heard of the urban legend about "masks".
Single-handedly, he killed the gunmen at the Kyoto Municipal Kindergarten, invaded the Kyoto Municipal Museum, and escaped unscathed.
They attacked a violent gang and killed all its members. It is said that the scene was so brutal that even an experienced forensic doctor almost vomited after entering.
The tram failure incident some time ago also seemed to be inextricably linked to the other party.
This guy is different from the ones the man had reported on before.
"Mask" really killed people, and killed many of them.
"Oh? Are you scared?"
Noticing the man's eyes, the smiling face pattern on Ye Xing's mask suddenly disappeared, and he spoke in a cold voice.
"Let me ask you, did the victim engage in compensated dating before his death?"
Facing his terrifying gaze that was completely devoid of any emotion and seemed to be about to kill him in the next second, the man did not dare to lie at all and answered tremblingly.
"No...no...no, I...I just wrote it randomly..."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Ye Xing nodded without comment, pointed at the camera in the man's arms, then patted the man's shoulder and smiled kindly.
"You took a lot of photos today, didn't you?"
The man looked timid and handed over the camera in his hand.
"Please...please accept it."
Ye Xing glanced down at the camera in his hand and chuckled teasingly.
"Wow, you're using a very professional camera, or a SLR?"
The man forced a smile on his face, which was as swollen as a pig's head.
"After all, you are still a reporter..."
"Snapped!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Ye Xing slapped him again, this time with much greater force, causing several teeth in the man's mouth to fly out.
"You call yourself a reporter? Shut up."
After saying this, black flames burned in Ye Xing's hands, burning the camera storing the photos into ashes.
Seeing this scene, the men were stunned.
What is this! ?
How can flames burn from someone's hands?
And it’s black?
This is not scientific!
"You've never seen it before? Is this your first time seeing it? Is it new?"
Ye Xing smiled, looked directly into the man's eyes, and spoke slowly.
"If you do anything like this again, I will visit you at night."
"Okay...Okay, I got it."
Looking at the man's timid and terrified look, Ye Xing nodded with satisfaction.
When he stood up and walked to the entrance of the alley, he stopped again.
"After thinking about it carefully..."
Ye Xing turned around, and the white smile pattern appeared again on the pure black mask.
"Just this little bit of physical damage isn't enough to teach you a lesson. Give me more."
Then, Ye Xing aimed at the terrified man and slowly extended his right hand.
"come out."
Under the man's horrified gaze, a pale ghost hand with black nails on the five fingers suddenly appeared in the air.
Then, it slowly reached towards his body.
"Don't...don't...don't come over here!"
The man rolled and crawled on the sewage-soaked alley, trying to escape into the distance.
However, the harsh sound of nails scratching the wall behind him was approaching him slowly, little by little.
When I climbed to the corner, the harsh sound finally disappeared.
Just as the man breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to check, he saw the huge pale ghost hand with five fingers spread out, flying towards his body at a rapid speed.
"no no!"
The man was so frightened that his eyes rolled back and his body twitched. He couldn't bear the great terror and lost consciousness.
.......
When Ye Xing looked relaxed and reunited with everyone else, Yukinoshita Yukino frowned and said with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Student Yexing, this is clearly a group activity, but you made us all wait for you for so long. What on earth were you doing?"
Ye Xing replied with a casual smile.
"Oh, I went to help others."
"Helping others?"
Seeing Yukino's slightly confused look, Yexing just said it as a matter of course.
"Besides, everyone is willing to wait for me, right?"
Yukino frowned slightly and was about to say something, but she saw Sakurajima Mai and others nodded in agreement, so she could only shake her head helplessly.
"Alas...you really indulge him too much..."
Ye Xing looked at the members of the Chao Quan Society and said, "Anyway, today we will stop the hunt for the Sunny Doll Killer. Let's go our separate ways."
After everyone else left, Yukinoshita Yukino asked curiously.
"What did you just say? Chase? Isn't that the same as investigate?"
"Oh, same thing, chasing and killing sounds cooler."
Yukino nodded in agreement.
"It makes sense."
.......
After the disbandment, Yexing brought Yukinoshita Yukino to the commercial street.
"Ye...Ye Xing-san."
Saki Kawasaki was wearing an ordinary short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and she didn't dress up particularly well, but her tall and well-proportioned figure and the eye-catching light blue high ponytail still formed a beautiful landscape.
Originally, there was a bit of shyness and embarrassment in Saki Kawasaki's eyes.
But when he saw that Ye Xing was accompanied by a girl named Yukinoshita Yukino, he couldn't help but frown.
"Yukinoshita-san? What is she doing here?"
