"Gurgle! Gurgle!"
"Just eat!"
Sato Kazuma glared resentfully at Keli, who was sitting alone by the hotpot, then turned his head, leaning on Kirito's chair back.
As otaku, the first thing everyone did after getting rich was to assemble three computers in the living room.
And at this moment, the online master Kirito was creating two programs.
"Yui, help me search."
Speaking to the desktop camera, Kirito took his hands off the keyboard.
"Okay, Dad!"
A response came from the computer.
"Hey, hey, you're playing too pervertedly, kid."
Sato Kazuma didn't know that Yui was actually the AI from the game Kirito used to play. He only thought it was a language program Kirito made himself, so he looked at him with a troubled expression.
Kirito didn't explain, just watched the prompts appearing on the screen.
As a programming talent who could search the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's database at 10 years old and connect his AI daughter from a game to a camera to go shopping right after leaving the game, he played a huge role that Sato Kazuma hadn't even played in two months since joining the team.
Kirito created two programs based on their requests: one to automatically retrieve news of the designated Ministry of Environment officials' travels for Keli and Sato Kazuma, allowing them to predict the officials' locations for easy assassination.
The other was a crawler that automatically retrieved alarming incidents in Tokyo and its surroundings, as well as news of haunted houses and suicides with strange components. This way, when no one asked for help, the few of them wouldn't have to aimlessly search for targets. They could gather information and, after analysis by the super artificial intelligence Kirigaya Yui, infer the most likely locations for supernatural events.
However, Japan truly lived up to its reputation as a suicide-prone country. As soon as the search began, the Tokyo map that Kirito had transferred from other software was covered in red dots.
Keli also put some food in his bowl and walked over with it.
He couldn't stand it anymore because Sato Kazuma didn't buy any dipping sauce for the hotpot and made everyone dip their food in raw eggs. The other two were laughing their heads off, but Keli couldn't hold back. Keli ordered from Panda Express, a popular delivery service for East Asian students, getting some black vinegar and chili peppers from a Chinese grocery store. It had just arrived, which was why he was eating later than the other two.
As a result, the more Kirito looked at the map, the more troubled his expression became.
"Um, according to the calculations, the place most likely to have a spiritual event nearby seems to be our street."
He looked at Keli and Sato Kazuma strangely, then casually clicked on a few markers. Hovering over a marker would display the AI's brief summary of the event, while clicking on it would directly jump to the original website link.
"In the house directly opposite ours, there was once a collective suicide incident, seemingly related to wish-based killing. One of the suicide victims had repeatedly posted relevant remarks on social media before his death."
Keli and Sato Kazuma suddenly froze and exchanged glances.
That's not right. It seems that when they investigated Totsuki Academy before, it was also related to wish-based killing. However, because Keli encountered Sadatsuka Nao, the investigation progress was directly reduced by 80%, pinpointing the criminal target.
But thinking about it now was useless. Totsuki Academy had been suspended for repairs due to the previous incident. It was said that this time they were planning to cut down all the trees, leaving only necessary teaching facilities, and building roads and public dormitories to strengthen control over campus violence and reduce academic pressure, no longer letting students grow wild in the mountain forests where crime was so easy.
Then the two watched as Kirito opened other links.
"These data are all provided by a haunted house appraisal agency. It seems that website collects information quite comprehensively. Let me see what's going on in our neighborhood."
"Uh..."
However, seeing the bizarre information, everyone was somewhat speechless.
The first entry was about something that happened in the row of houses behind Keli and the others.
[A 22-year-old male graduate, fearing death, hanged himself at home.]
[A group of people agreed to commit suicide, but one of them backed out midway and was considered a traitor by his companions, who then hanged him. After witnessing his tragic state, his companions became fearful and abandoned their suicide attempt.]
Then what happened across the street.
[A 28-year-old man, whose lover cheated on him, returned home and was questioned by his parents about his situation. In a fit of stress, he accidentally killed his father.]
"This little bastard is no longer human."
Sato Kazuma looked somewhat annoyed.
[A 55-year-old housewife, hearing that under a new law, if a partner died, the other half could inherit their pension, poisoned her husband. When discovered, the two fought, the housewife died, and the husband was sentenced to life imprisonment.]
[A 34-year-old man failed in his business, accumulated debt, and his wife forced him to divorce. He came to Tokyo, attempting to defraud insurance for debt repayment by faking an electrical accident, and electrocuted his 62-year-old mother with a wire. However, because his mother screamed too loudly, he tried to cover her mouth with a cloth but accidentally got electrocuted. By the time the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department found them, they were all dead...]
At first, it was quite amusing, but when they investigated some of the surrounding cases, everyone fell silent.
"So why do you say that spiritual events will happen here? Isn't all of Tokyo like this?"
Sato Kazuma never liked this oppressive atmosphere, so he changed the subject and pointed at the screen.
It looked like so many things had happened on one street, so this street was indeed a bit eerie. However, this was Tokyo. If you really looked at it with a haunted house or case record App, you would find that the entire Tokyo was full of red dots; there was no street that was fine.
As a highly mobile, international city with a large influx of people, having these kinds of things is very normal.
This can't even be said to be a Tokyo public safety issue. Although the Japanese police are not very strict in other places, Tokyo is heavily guarded. After all, if it weren't heavily guarded, who knows if a high-ranking official or councilor would be robbed or assassinated on their way home from work, which would surely cost the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Commissioner his life.
"Because of the dates these incidents occurred."
Kirigaya Kazuto pointed at the screen.
"The major cases in this vicinity are mostly concentrated from three weeks ago to two months ago. So, according to my preset algorithm, a concentrated occurrence of low-probability events is abnormal."
"I see."
Sato Kazuma nodded.
This was normal, after all, he had seen this house was haunted before.
However, at this moment, Keli frowned.
"What about our house?"
Hearing Keli's words, Kirito suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
"We... us? What did you two do?"
Seeing Kirito misunderstand, Sato Kazuma explained: "When we moved in, we heard from the neighborhood association that our previous owner seemed to have committed suicide. Oh, and when you go to the bathroom at night, be careful. If you see blood coming from the faucet, or your reflection in the mirror moving differently from you, don't be scared.
You can just call Keli. That ghost seems to be quite afraid of him."
Hearing this, Kirito didn't know where to start complaining, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his forehead, but he still searched.
"No, according to public records, this house is not a psychologically flawed property, nor have there been any cases."
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