"file."

"outb350."

"content."

"Possessing a specific type of regular-level charm, guarding the object: the Buddha statue of Anle, the eight-armed woman."

"Relevant seal records."

"Domain-level resentment, with large-scale destructive resentment, disaster fluctuations greater than or equal to 450, psychic fluctuations less than or equal to 500. Risk assessment opinion: b."

"Event Keywords."

"Evil spirits are removed, cursed objects are damaged, psychic crimes are committed. Management priority: high. The requirement is to deal with it as soon as possible."

The second day, downstairs of Kashiwagi Office.

In a black business car, two civil servants in suits were confirming the information at hand.

One of them, holding something like a telescope, turned sideways and looked into the building across the street.

The other was holding a tablet computer and briefly describing the information downloaded from the database.

"It looks like this is it."

After inspecting the surrounding environment, the middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat put down the "telescope" in his hand.

"The psychic fluctuations are very strong and the information is correct."

Because the car window was one-way, he was not worried that his peeping behavior would be discovered by passers-by, and he even lit a cigarette in his mouth.

"Senior, can't you smoke less?"

The young man with his back against the driver's seat turned on the ventilation button in dissatisfaction, and at the same time threw the powered-off tablet onto the back seat.

"What do you know?" He calmly rolled his eyes at the young man next to him.

The middle-aged man held the cigarette butt between his fingers and said casually: "In our line of work, the pressure is high and the risks are high, so we have to find some way to relieve fatigue. People like you who neither smoke nor drink can't last long.

day."

Twitching his lips helplessly, the young man unbuckled his seat belt: "If I can persist, I won't bother senior. But now, shouldn't we get to work?"

"Of course." Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man put out the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Now check the equipment."

"Detector, warning device."

"have."

"Stun guns and handguns ready."

"have."

"Psychic amulet and bulletproof vest."

"have."

"Okay, stay alert and let's go."

"yes."

…

"Ding dong."

When the doorbell of the office rang, Yang Momo was still lying on the sofa and dozing off.

Kashiwagi slept on the bed in the back room. It wasn't that he didn't know how to take care of the girl, but the girl was not used to using other people's beds, so neither of them was pretentious.

What's more, sleeping on the sofa won't cause much discomfort.

It's just a little narrower.

So when the doorbell rings.

Yang Momo just turned over and fell off the sofa.

"bump!"

"Well!"

There was a sound of heavy objects colliding.

The girl screamed.

Immediately afterwards, Kashiwagi and Jiang Sheng were also woken up.

"What's wrong?" Kashiwagi asked in confusion as he opened the door.

On the other side, Jiang Sheng was still wagging his tail in a daze.

"Door, the doorbell rang."

The girl covering her head knelt on the ground, with some tears in the corners of her eyes, and her expression was in pain with a hint of nervousness.

"I hit my head on the corner of the table."

"Oh, that's how it is."

With a calm look in his eyes, Kashiwagi turned and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, he saw two employees in suits and ties, who also showed their IDs quite skillfully.

"Hello, from the Psychic Management Office, I heard that someone here reported a crime?"

"yes."

He casually turned sideways to let the two of them in. Kashiwagi yawned and returned to the house, pouring three glasses of boiling water.

"It sounds like it was a misunderstanding, but the consequences seem to be quite serious."

"If you misunderstood, we will decide for ourselves. You just need to cooperate with us."

After setting off and walking into the office, the two civil servants each put on latex gloves and then looked around.

"Where is the specific evidence?"

"Here."

Sitting at the table, Kashiwagi drank water and nuzzled his chin towards the black cat lying on the table.

"This is it."

"It's indeed alive. It's really rare."

After glancing at each other's companions, the elder among the civil servants walked to the side of the black cat first.

The next moment, the alarm on his watch also vibrated slightly.

"The spiritual power is quite abundant, comparable to a regular department-level evil spirit. However, the statistics of the disaster are very low, and it cannot spread effectively. Well, it does have the function of a general curse."

Looking at the data on the watch, the middle-aged civil servant took out a notepad from his pocket and recorded it while explaining.

Then, he turned back and gave instructions to the young civil servant.

"There are no visible threats in the current environment. Please notify the research team to follow up."

"Yes." The young civil servant nodded and immediately went out to make a phone call.

After another half an hour, a team of "white coats" wearing isolation uniforms and carrying various instruments walked in from outside the house. In a very short period of time, the small office was set up.

A temporary research area was established.

Because of the instability of many spiritual bodies, they are also used to working outside like this.

The research steps were carried out in an orderly manner, and there was no slicing process that Jiang Sheng was worried about.

Yang silently chewed her fingers, waiting uneasily for the results.

Kashiwagi, on the other hand, chatted word by word with the two civil servants.

It wasn't until late afternoon that everything settled down.

When the leader of the research team walked out of the office in high spirits, Yang Momo immediately rushed up and asked.

"How is it going?"

That look was very much like a husband waiting for his wife to give birth.

The research team leader almost replied that mother and son were safe.

But he was an adult after all, so he didn't make such meaningless jokes. He just took a lab report from the assistant beside him.

"The overall condition is good. The research object is indeed a general-purpose curse. The medium is based on skeleton and flesh, and has the possibility of acquired growth. The research is of great significance. We are submitting a plan for continued cultivation to the headquarters. If everything goes well, you are

More than ten years.”

"Ah..." For a moment, the girl's eyes lost their highlights.

"Pfft."

"Hahaha."
To be continued...