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"Hmm." Hachiman Kairin nodded slightly, walked to the table, and her gaze swept across the crowd before suddenly stopping on Koshimura Sawa, where she paused for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Koshimura asked, somewhat surprised.
“It’s nothing, I just think I’ve seen you at RiNG before.” Hachiman Kairin shook her head, looked away, pulled out a chair and sat down gently, placing the black violin case against her legs, her gaze focused on the projection screen.
Really? I don't remember that at all... Wait, could it be the time I stood on the table?
Koshimura suddenly had the illusion that he had been seen naked, and felt a chill run down his spine.
“Now, let’s continue.” Wen Shuijia tapped the blackboard. “According to the original investigation procedure, we can only start by investigating the victim’s social network, last known location, and recent activity trajectory, step by step.”
"—However, that is based on the premise that we have never obtained a live sample of the [Black Gu] before."
"Just last night at 11:30, Kurata Mashiro, a member of the adventurer group Morfonica, submitted a live sample of the [Black Gu] to the Adventurers' Guild."
Kazuhiko Onami took something out of a metal safe with a low-temperature symbol in the corner and placed it on the table.
Inside the sealed evidence bag was a blood-red rose shimmering with an eerie light. At the center of the blooming flower was a wriggling black object, about the size of a ping-pong ball.
[A life of crimson roses, accompanied by jet-black feathers like an abyss!]
Suddenly, the voiceover echoed in Koshimura's mind.
So, did Xiaobai's laptop really become a black bible...?
Pico from the ditch is still chasing me.
"According to Ms. Kurata Mashiro herself, who submitted this sample, she was chasing a butterfly that was 'shining with a dreamy blue light' on the street when she witnessed a passerby being attacked by a suspicious [Black Gu] host. After a struggle that lasted about 30 seconds, the host had its arm cut off by Kurata Mashiro's magic and fled in panic."
"This is the [Black Gu] extracted from the arm that Kurata Mashiro severed from the host body. For some reason, it did not decompose on its own. It is speculated that Kurata Mashiro's own magical properties caused a special mutation after coming into contact with the [Black Gu], making the [Black Gu] mistakenly believe that it is still in the body of a living creature, and thus temporarily maintain its activity."
What does it mean to chase butterflies on the street at 11 p.m.?
Senior Sister Mashiro's stuff is so pure! She can't help but be drawn to this butterfly group from Moon Forest.
"According to the research findings provided by the Adventurers' Guild's Department of Mysteries, the [Black Gu] has a characteristic similar to 'aggregation of similar species'. If the [Black Gu] separated from the same host is divided into two or more parts, the smaller part will instinctively move closer to the larger part. And this 'aggregation of similar species' characteristic has no distance limit."
Actually, I'm more curious about how this thing was tested and developed...
"So, we can use this [Black Gu] to trace back to the location of the escaped host?" Tomoe Utagawa quickly realized.
“Theoretically, that’s true. However, due to the long time it has been outside the body, the activity of this [Black Gu] is continuously decreasing,” Wen Shui Jia Shu replied. “In order to restore its activity, we may need to obtain the DNA of its original host again.”
"What about the arm that was originally severed? Can't we just take it from there?" Chihaya Aine asked, raising her hand.
Wen Shuihe pointed to the blood-red rose on the table: "This is it."
"Ugh?"
Chihaya Aine looked at the blood-red rose on the table, which had the texture of congealed blood, and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Masillo, it seems I underestimated you. Your magic is a bit sinister.
"The scene." Hachiman Kairin, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.
“Since Miss Mashiro got into a fight with the other party, there must have been bloodstains left at the scene, or at the very least, hair, skin fragments or other biological traces.”
“That’s right, so what we need to do now is go to the original scene of the incident.” Wen Shuiheyan nodded immediately. “Then, through this sample, we can follow the clues to confirm the whereabouts of all the missing persons, and find out why the [Black Gu] host exhibits such behavior, and what its connection is to the disappearance case that occurred many years ago. This is the outline of this emergency operation.”
"Therefore, the name of this operation will be tentatively set as Operation Ignore the Gu (mushidokumushi)."
[Note: The word "mushi" (无视) is a homophone for "insect" (虫) in the word "gu" (蛊), implying "ignore/eliminate the gu insects." However, this pun is so lame that it's impossible to laugh.]
Koshimura Sawa: "......"
Udagawa Tomoe: "..."
Yawata Kairin: "......"
Chihaya Aine: “…”
"Time is of the essence, let's set off quickly." Hachiman Kairin was the first to stand up, and decisively picked up the harp case beside her.
“Yes.” Koshimura Sawa also stood up. “Every second wasted increases the danger to the missing person. Especially Takamatsu-kun…”
He glanced at Chihaya Aine.
Chihaya Aine immediately stood up and nodded vigorously: "Yes, Akari... and other classmates are still waiting for us!"
“Indeed.” Tomoe Udagawa stood up. “Let’s go and find those cowards who are hiding in the shadows!”
Everyone tacitly walked outside together.
"Wait, I thought about this name for ages before I came up with it, hey!" Wen Shui and Yan reached out their hands in vain.
"It's alright, elder brother." Wen Shui Jia Shu looked at him with pity.
"A fine tree..."
"Just don't think about it next time."
She picked up her things and ran out.
Chapter 47 Wow, there's also Maru-swallowing!
8:02 AM Scene of the incident
Sunlight shines on the concrete bridge piers, making them gleam and giving them a solemn and majestic feel reminiscent of ancient Greek architecture.
Why are they concrete blocks instead of stone blocks? I think this is very unfair to us stone block cooks.
?
Dust swirled in the wind, carrying the slightly acidic smell of fermenting garbage and a faint metallic odor. The group stood in the shadow of the bridge arch.
Yoshiki Wenshui walked at the front, carefully searching the photos provided by the Adventurers' Guild.
“Hiss—this place…” Koshimura suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Chihaya Aine was startled by his sudden exclamation and asked nervously, "Did you discover something?"
"The bridge is sturdy, the load-bearing structure is intact, and there are no obvious signs of water erosion or foundation settlement." Yuecunze looked down and observed carefully. "The ground is hardened with cement, it faces south, is upwind and has good ventilation."
He walked to the edge of the archway and felt it: "With walls on both sides blocking the draft, this is practically a perfect archway! In Tokyo, where land is so valuable, it's amazing this place hasn't been [developed/developed] yet."
Chihaya Aine: “…”
Don't let strange knowledge enter my brain in strange ways!
She opened her mouth, but in the end could only sigh helplessly.
Your uncle dotes on his dad.
"Ah, sorry." Yuecun Ze quickly walked back to her side. "I watched too much of Sha-ge's livestream, and I subconsciously started analyzing it. But this underpass is really nice...tsk..."
Then go through the underpass!
Chihaya Aine angrily turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
“No, he’s right.” Utagawa Tomoe’s slightly magnetic voice suddenly rang out as he looked scrutinize the inside of the bridge arch. “This place… is perfect as a temporary hiding place.”
She crouched down, wiping a thin layer of dust from the ground with her fingers. "Perhaps we're all wrong. What if the host hadn't just happened to attack the victim here, but the victim had just happened to come here and unfortunately encountered... the host that had been hiding here all along?"
"But... what does this prove?" Chihaya Aine asked, somewhat bewildered.
“I don’t know either.” Tomoe Utagawa shook his head decisively, stood up and dusted off his hands. “But at least it means that the thing wasn’t wandering around aimlessly. They probably have a fixed base, or... they might just be looking for something.”
"In any case, we can only get further clues by finding the exact location where the host is hiding." Wen Shuijia took out a small bag of pale yellow powder from his bag, poured it into a reagent bottle with a nozzle, and shook it gently. "Excuse me, I'm about to begin."
Great, I knew it! Since it's all a D&D world, there must be some special investigative methods.
"Could it be some kind of magical alchemical potion?" Yuecunze took a step back, watching her spray the clear liquid from the bottle evenly onto the ground.
“No,” Yoshiki Wenshui replied without even looking up, “it’s luminol reagent. Young people should believe in science and not be superstitious about magic.”
"Ugh?"
Before long, the power of science was revealed. Several spots where the spray had just been applied showed a faint blue fluorescence, outlining the traces of blood splatter.
"found it."
Wen Shui Jia Shu bent down, gently dabbed some dried blood with a cotton swab, took the sealed bag from Wen Shui He Yan, and then took out a glass petri dish from the bag, placing it on a flat surface. She used tweezers to pick up the blood-red rose and gently placed it in the center of the petri dish.
As magic was gradually injected, the translucent rose petals began to unfold, revealing the black, viscous liquid hidden deep within.
Wen Shui Jiashu placed the blood-stained cotton swab into it.
The black liquid instantly began to stir, frantically pounding against the inner walls of the petals, trying to break free from the rose's grasp.
【Mini-servant】.
Wen Shui Jia Shu seemed to have been prepared, taking out the vertical flute he always carried with him and blowing it loudly.
【Nyapasu~】
Soothingly, the restless black liquid gradually calmed down, then leaped from the center of the petal and landed precisely in the petri dish.
They're doing a snake charmer here.
"Done!" Yoshiki Wenshui put down his recorder, a relaxed smile on his face, and turned around to give an "OK" sign.
She carefully picked up the glass petri dish. The clump of black, viscous liquid that had fallen into it had now solidified into a sphere the size of a ping-pong ball, rolling straight toward a certain direction before hitting the inner wall of the petri dish and bouncing back mercilessly.
Then it rolled straight off in a certain direction and hit the inner wall of the petri dish...
Perpetual motion machines...have they been invented? Does physics really no longer exist?
Koshimura Sawatari wanted to get closer to take a closer look.
Suddenly, the entire sphere began to contract and collapse inward, slamming hard into the small piece of glass that was directly in front of Koshimura Sawa's face.
"Snapped."
With a crisp sound of shattering glass, the petri dish was smashed open by the black sphere and shot towards Koshimura's mouth!
"Ugh?!"
"Wait--"
"what?"
"..."
A cold, slippery sensation suddenly flooded his mouth, carrying a rotten stench, and went straight to the depths of his throat.
"Woo——! Wu——!"
Koshimura instinctively gagged, trying to spit out what was in his mouth, but the black liquid seemed to have its own ideas, clinging tightly to his esophagus like a boulder pushed to the top of a mountain by Sisyphus, and then suddenly rolling down!
"Sawarin?!" Chihaya Aine was terrified and rushed to his side, patting his back forcefully. "Are you alright? Quick! Throw it out!"
Her voice was trembling with sobs, filled with fear.
Before Koshimura could answer, a sudden, excruciating pain shot through his abdomen, his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground clutching his stomach.
[Father, it's me, Li Sui! Don't you recognize me?]
Byd Giraffe, don't think I won't recognize you just because you're using a voice changer—
The black Gu in his stomach suddenly began to stir, like a living creature covered in spikes and claws scratching wildly at his stomach wall, causing him to scream uncontrollably.
“Sawarin—” Chihaya Aine was so anxious that tears were about to fall, and she quickly reached out to help him up.
"Wait." Tomoe Utagawa grabbed her. "Don't go over there yet, there might be some danger."
“But, Sawarin…” Chihaya Aine looked at Koshimura Sawa, who had already started rolling on the ground, her heart breaking.
"Um...from a biological point of view, he should be fine for now?" Wen Shuiyi quickly wiped the bewildered look off his face and began to analyze, "After all, as long as he doesn't have a stomach hemorrhage—"
【A衤三咝另琦児⒉（四） 8IV阅-漪w. "Hahaha! It's too late, he's already under my control!"】
[B. He secretly crawled under Chihaya Aine's skirt to look at her panties.]
[C. "It's too late, quickly stimulate my stomach and help me vomit—"]
"It's too late! Quickly stimulate my stomach and help me vomit—"
"Hmm!" Chihaya Aine nodded vigorously, looking at Koshimura Sawa rolling around on the ground, and suddenly felt a little at a loss.
Does that mean the only option is...
She looked at Etsuke Sawa, whose face showed difficulty.
There was no time to think!