Why are there only loser heroines around me?

Ukyo speculated that perhaps after witnessing the death of his colleague in the game "Asphyxiation", his mentality changed slightly, so he became afraid. People always avoid things that they cannot understand.

Yanami and he both had knives, but Maori didn't. Police revolvers were useless against those monsters, a fact Maori had personally verified two nights ago.

"Didn't you go to Jinguji to ask for a sword?"

"I went," Maori said. "But a temple only enshrines one of these divine swords. You bought one, and we bought the other. A weapon like this, capable of directly inflicting damage to unknown objects, is naturally the most important for the limited-supply task force. Ordinary detectives like us can only continue to use revolvers."

Ukyo thought that it didn't have to be the one from Jinguji, the divine swords from other temples could also be effective. He prepared a total of three divine swords. The one produced by Jinguji was broken during the first game, and the remaining two were bought from other big temples.

Secondly, Ukyo had a guess that maybe guns could also hurt invisible things, all he had to do was tamper with the bullets... but he never assembled his Beretta, so he couldn't test it.

"Have you ever heard of the Philosopher's Stone?" Ukyo suddenly said, "That thing might be able to hurt the things you're afraid of."

"The Philosopher's Stone? Ukyo, I understand some of the fantasies of high school students, but our age gap isn't even ten years. I've also watched a lot of the anime you've watched."

Ukyo was speechless. His tone was obviously serious, so why did people think he was joking?

He didn't want to explain, but continued, "A lot of inspiration in the animation comes from reality. The Philosopher's Stone is the fifth element that can bridge the boundary between matter and spirit. The ancient alchemist Raymonds Lule mentioned it in The Book of Mysteries of Nature..."

There are legends about the Philosopher's Stone in many ancient books of this world, and Raymonds' books can also be bought online, so Ukyo thinks that maybe the Philosopher's Stone can be found in reality.

But the Fifth Element is a weapon powerful enough to kill the First Generation, so using it against supernatural creatures is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito. The Philosopher's Stone is an elixir of immortality extracted from their bones, and its essence is still something from their bodies.

So Ukyo thought that the "black tar" on the dog's head might be able to melt into the bullet and achieve a similar effect.

Of course, this was just his guess, which had not been verified by experiments, and the guessing process was somewhat unfounded. But he felt that since they were dealing with illogical creatures, shouldn't they be more open-minded?

"Maori, can you get me a gun license?"

Maori didn't know why Ukyo's thinking could jump from the philosopher's stone to a gun license.

But he couldn't do it.

"You should know the normal process for applying for a gun license. I guess you don't want to take a full-time firearms theory course. Also, you are underage."

As the two were talking, footsteps were heard at the stairs in front of them, and Maori subconsciously looked towards them.

The person walking towards them looked to be in her early teens, thin, with a stern face, three-dimensional features, pale, but very beautiful. However, her posture was unnatural. She looked like she was carrying something very heavy on her shoulders, and she was a little hunched over from the pressure. There was little sunlight in the morning, but fine beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead.

Yana subconsciously took a step back towards the stair railing to make room for her. She would never dare to talk to her.

This girl is undoubtedly Hiraga Masae. It seems that not only Yanami is afraid, but she is also a little afraid of Yanami.

When the two passed each other, Hiraga Masae lowered her head and did not dare to look her in the eye, but the first person she met when she went downstairs was Maori. Facing the adult with a more ferocious look, she did not avoid his gaze.

As for Ukyo...

She didn't avoid looking at him, but she didn't look at him at all. She walked quickly up the stairs with her head down, as if there was something terrifying in his eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Maori tried to call out to the other person.

But Hiraga Masae seemed not to hear and went downstairs directly.

The three of them immediately followed, but their formation was disrupted. Originally, Maori was at the front, but when they went downstairs, Yanami became the leader. Maori looked at her back and immediately thought of the girl who drew her knife in the video. She did not show her face in the video, so Maori did not recognize her when he first saw her, but when she turned her back to him, Maori's memory as a detective immediately revived, and the two figures instantly overlapped.

He said that with Youjing's personality, he would definitely not bring useless people with him.

After going downstairs, Ukyo, with a larger stride, walked in front of Yanami, while Hiraga Masae's target was the convenience store opposite the single apartment.

Ukyo frowned slightly. She was walking a little too fast. Maori also noticed something was wrong. He needed to jog a few times to keep up with her speed.

The three of them squatted next to the convenience store, waiting for her to come out.

Ukyo asked why Mao Li didn't go up, weren't you here to investigate and visit?

Maori said this person was most likely Chucky, the four-year-old who killed two adults. Six years had passed since the incident, and Chucky had grown up. Perhaps killing a skilled detective like him was now easy. He needed some time to mentally prepare. Secondly, the purpose of his visit was to determine if the target was dangerous, perhaps a supernatural threat to national security, similar to the one in "Choking Game."

After the contact was completed, he needed to submit a detailed investigation report, selecting a level from F to S, labeling this Hiraga Masae, and explaining the detailed reasons.

Ukyo said your job wasn't easy either. He'd often written these "hazard rating reports" himself. The more abstract part was that he'd not only written reports for others, but also occasionally written his own.

After walking out of the convenience store, Hiraga Masae was carrying a bag of snacks and sat down on the stone block at the entrance of the convenience store.

Mao Li overcame his psychological fear and went up to talk to her. He first said "Hello", but the other party looked at him and replied hello in a low voice. For a moment, Mao Li actually thought that this little girl who was suspected of killing two people in her childhood was a little cute.

He wanted to continue chatting, but the other party seemed to be indifferent to talking. The topic of "old detective" did not resonate with her. The little girl did not respond. Mao Li tried to ask three or four questions back and forth, but the little girl clearly did not want to pay attention to him.

About ten minutes later, Maori returned to the tree from the stone pillar.

"I think the report deserves an F. Besides being quiet, she doesn't seem dangerous."

"Your mindset hasn't changed yet," Ukyo said. "We're investigating a paranormal case right now. From a normal perspective, she might seem normal, but if you change your perspective, you'll see too many problems with her."

"First, why did she walk so fast just now? Second, didn't you notice that his shadow is very long in the sun?"

Hearing this, Yanami and Maori looked at her shadow at the same time.

It is indeed very long, but it may be due to the sun's altitude angle.

Ukyo couldn't help but shake her head. If she compared her shadow with the people passing by, she could easily see the problem. Her shadow was a little too long.

Sitting on the stone block, her shadow was cast in front of the bench where three people were sitting. If calculated based on the current solar altitude, she must be at least three meters tall to be able to cast such a large shadow.

Also, her abnormally curved back...

"There's no hunchback listed in her medical records, is there?"

Ukyo stood up and walked into the convenience store, saying to the two, "She seems to really enjoy basking in the sun here. Let's keep an eye on her for a while. You two, haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Yanai-kun, what do you want to eat? Come in and choose for yourself."

Yanami patted her skirt and got up from the chair. When she heard about food, she immediately laughed and went into the store to choose some buns that the clerk could help heat up in the microwave.

Maori did not come in because the nature of the job required that someone keep an eye on the target and could not take their eyes off him. Although they were not targeting the criminal, Maori was still very responsible and tried to find something different about this girl by "changing his thinking" as Ukyo said.

...

"Ukyo, I want to eat this, and this." Yanami pointed to the takoyaki and meatballs in the heating machine.

Ukyo picked out bread and energy drinks for Mori, and then paid for the three of them together.

A strange combination of a criminal policeman and two high school students sat on a bench, eating breakfast while staring at the 10-year-old girl sitting on a stone block.

Yanaijian was a little restless and got up to move around several times during the meal.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating Yanami's stretched form. Ukyo wondered why she'd suddenly begun performing standing forward bends and twists. The youthful, flowing lines of the high school student contrasted sharply with the youthful, "old man" who was constantly reminiscing about his epic past.

Ukyo couldn't help but look up at the sky, feeling sad.

The girl on the stone pier was also looking up, but there were no leaves blocking her head, so she was looking directly into the slowly rising sun, and she didn't feel the light was glaring at all.

As the sun rose higher in altitude, her mood seemed to improve.

At noon, she suddenly stood up and started running on the tree-lined aisle. The three of them cheered up and immediately followed her.

Yanami asked her why she was suddenly so excited, and said that depression shouldn't have such symptoms, right?

Ukyo shook his head and said he didn't know. Mao Li had handled two cases related to autism, but if you asked him whether it was normal for an autistic child to suddenly start running at the age of 12, he would definitely say it was not normal.

Who in their right mind would run in the hot sun at noon?

Masae Hiraga ran too fast, and Yanami was the first to run out of energy. She pressed her hands on her stomach and said she had a stitch in the side. Her face showed a very painful expression, and she complained that she had eaten too much in the morning and her stomach was going against her body.

The second person who couldn't hold on was Mao Li. He persisted in running for twenty minutes. Before he was exhausted, he stopped and complained that if he had known that Hiraga could run so fast, he should have stayed in the car and watched her, and started the engine directly when she ran.

The only one who could keep up with this girl was Ukyo. Maori was amazed at the terrifying physical strength of this high school freshman. At the same time, it was even more abnormal for Hiraga Masae to be able to run continuously for such a long time.

Her skin was very pale, clearly someone who didn't get much sun, but judging by her behavior today, she clearly loved it. If her skin remained pale after so much sun, that was a more serious problem. A ten-year-old girl being able to outrun a detective who regularly pursued criminals was even more unbelievable.

Masae Hiraga ran for an hour and a half and stopped at 1:.

Chasing after her, Ukyo also stopped, his clothes already soaked with sweat. He rarely ran this long even when he was slaying dragons. He stopped to rest halfway, checked the map on his phone, took a shortcut, intercepted the other party at a passing point, and only then was he able to catch up.

She was moving too fast, and it seemed like she had endless energy. Youjing noticed that at noon, her bent back straightened up. As time passed, her back became more and more bent. At half past one, her back returned to the hunched state when he first met her.

The happy smile on his face turned gloomy again at this moment.

Noon is the time when Yang energy is at its peak in a day. No matter which country the ghosts and monsters are from, they will be nowhere to hide at noon.

Ukyo felt that he gradually understood everything.

He summarized the characteristics of Hiraga Masae in his mind -

1. The back is bent as if carrying something.

2. He walks and runs extremely fast and has exaggerated physical strength.

3. I like to sunbathe and run at noon. After noon, my back becomes bent again.

4. The shadow is longer than that of an ordinary person.

5. At the age of four, when his mind was immature and he was not even clear about his likes and dislikes, he actually killed someone.

She looked like a person possessed by some kind of ghost, and this ghost had the same characteristic as all legendary creatures - it was afraid of the sun, so the girl came out to bask in the sun at noon and was happy about it.

Normally she is oppressed by ghosts and may even have difficulty walking, so she can only run freely and feel freedom at twelve o'clock.

What is very fast for ordinary people may be just a common play for her, because she is possessed by a ghost, and the direct ability of this ghost is to enhance the speed and strength of the possessed person.

This was a monster in a position that Youjing had never fought against before. When there was insufficient intelligence, he could only analyze the target by guessing. He didn't know how correct his guess was, but it shouldn't be too far off.

Pushing the spider cutter open with his thumb, Ukyo stared just above the girl's shoulder.

Judging from the height of the shadow, it couldn't possibly be lying on the girl's back. If its "shape" were similar to that of a normal human, then it was most likely stepping on Hiraga Masae's shoulders with its feet!

This reminded Ukyo of the "Slender Man" from the American forum in 09. They were characterized by their tall, slender bodies, blank, featureless faces, a penchant for stepping on others' shoulders, and a particular fondness for women and children. They often wore a black or gray suit with a black tie, and had numerous tentacles growing from their backs.

He didn't know if spider cutting would be effective against this kind of "Western ghost". Maybe he should prepare some holy water and salt. It would be best to hang a cross on his chest and carry a Bible with him.

The long run just now had exhausted his physical strength, and he was not fit for fighting now. Now that he already knew the possible identity of the monster, it would undoubtedly be a better approach to find out its weaknesses and then impose sanctions on it.

Unlike the unknown dog-headed man, Hiraga Masae's status is now "known".

The spider, already half an inch unsheathed, was pushed back. Ukyo was thankful he hadn't drawn his sword like before. Now, his stamina was depleted. It was impossible to use a secret technique to suddenly increase his health by a bar. He advised Maori to abandon his ordinary mindset, while also reminding himself not to forget that he was ordinary.

Until a moment of trance suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Maybe I was too tired from running just now and may have complications of hypoglycemia.

He reached out and wiped his eyes, and his clear vision suddenly became blurred.

He vaguely saw that behind Pinghe Masae in front of him, there were several empty tentacles swaying. He closed his eyes, squeezed his eyeballs with his eyelids, and when he opened them again, Pinghe Masae suddenly appeared in front of him without him knowing when. A face without a face was only half a centimeter away from the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, a strange, hoarse sound rang in my ears.

"Can you see me?"

Volume 55: Chapter : The Triangular Corner of the Salt Bag

Ukyo didn't know what had happened to his eyes. It was impossible for him to find a mirror to check if his eyes were golden. But anyway, he saw...

The face of the "Faceless Man" confirmed his suspicions. It was none other than the "Slender Man" who had appeared on American forums in 09, a "Western ghost." The use of such a low-level scare tactic as "face-popping" also implicitly confirmed this.

It was asking if he could see it. Youjing wasn't sure whether this question had just appeared or if the Slender had been asking it in front of him while he was running to catch up with He Yajiang. It was just that during the running, some of his "abilities" had not awakened yet, so he couldn't hear it.

In any case, at the moment it asked, its eyeballs produced a normal protective reflex because they had been in contact with something "close to its face" for a short period of time... The direct manifestation was that they contracted first and then expanded.

This reaction must have been witnessed by the other party, so at this moment, it would be useless for him to pretend not to see it.

He had originally planned to research the monster's documentation, wait until he found its weakness, and then plot a way to kill it. A creature with sightings dating back to 09, he knew there were probably some ways to deal with it online. But plans couldn't keep up with the times, and now he had to take action.

Ukyo suddenly exploded with speed. While the Slender's face was still hovering in its original position, his blade had already sliced ​​directly above Hiraga Masae's head, the blade's target being its elongated, ghostly torso! But the creature was incredibly flexible, able to change its torso's shape at will, as if it had no bones. The spider's first cut missed.

But then, Ukyo's left hand, free of the knife, pressed against Hiraga Masae's chest, pausing for a moment before exerting force. His Tai Chi push-hands technique was etched into his bones, and the gentle force sent the 30-pound girl reeling back. Her shoulders were pinned down by the ghostly weight, yet her body still held the weight of an average 10-year-old. Ukyo wasn't sure if this would work. This is a common trope in anime: if the "master" is harmed, the "demon" possessing her will be restricted in its movements.

Ukyo saw that its body was also retreating along with the little girl, and it seemed that attacking the main body was effective.

But his actions seemed to anger the possessed ghost. Multiple tentacles from the back of the black suit lashed out at him simultaneously, cracking the masonry on the ground with ease. Ukyo's eyelids twitched as he watched. If this kind of force had struck a flesh without dragon blood, it would likely have severed him in half, so he could only retreat and dodge. He blocked the blow with his Spider Cutter, and a tiny crack immediately appeared on the high-quality imitation ancient sword. Ukyo thought to himself that a high-quality imitation was indeed a high-quality imitation. No matter how shiny the blade was, it could not compare to the original.

Passersby were stunned. A high school student seemed to be fighting with an invisible monster. A sound like a rope cutting the air could be heard in their ears, and the stone bricks on the ground would crack inexplicably. The boy jumped onto the bench, and the bench immediately bore the huge force and broke into pieces in an instant. The boy passed by a fire hydrant, which was immediately pulled away by the huge force and rolled to the side. The water under sudden pressure rushed out from the ground.

This is so exciting.

Seeing something new is a reflex for many young people, who instinctively pick up their phones to record it. This annoyed Ukyo. Haven't they considered what would happen if the force that could rip a bench apart were applied to them?

Ukyo took the time to look back and saw the ghost avoiding the water gushing out of the fire hydrant, which reminded him of the Western demon's fear of holy water.

Generally speaking, holy water refers to water that has been blessed by a Catholic priest, but where can we find a priest to chant a spell over the water these days?

He suddenly remembered that the Bible said that in addition to holy water, salt could also control the devil. He couldn't find a priest now, but he had salt.

He quickly took out his cell phone from his side pocket, dodged the shadows, and dialed the first number on the green call button.

His recent contacts are only Yanami and Mori, so either of them can answer the phone.

"Ukyo? What happened?"

It was Yanami who answered the phone.