It is for this reason that Sapporo is so prosperous compared to Hokkaido. Looking at the people coming and going near Sapporo JR Station, Tsukimi Inaba frowned slightly. She didn't like such crowded places. Inaba in Tsukimi turned his hood over to cover half of his face before walking out. The weather in Sapporo was very bad today. Although it did not rain, inky leaden clouds covered the sky above the city, making the atmosphere particularly heavy and depressing. Dark clouds were looming over the city, threatening to destroy it. The entire commercial district seemed to have been isolated from the outside world, trapped in another world. Tsukimi Inaba passed by a home appliance store on the commercial street. On the LCD screen in the cabinet, NHK was broadcasting a conversation between several experts who seemed knowledgeable and respected: "The so-called blood moon spectacle is nothing more than the thick atmosphere absorbing all the purple, blue, green and yellow light, leaving only red light to penetrate. In the same way, the atmosphere refracts red light onto the surface of the moon, so last night we in Japan were able to enjoy the spectacle of a blood moon in the sky." Last night's blood moon spectacle had already spread like wildfire, spreading rapidly on social media in and outside of Japan, and even caused some riots in the real world. Several major TV stations in Japan also invited experts and professors from prestigious universities to conduct science popularization and dispel rumors. "Regarding some online rumors following the blood moon spectacle, the Metropolitan Police Department stated that the Internet is not a lawless place, and those who spread and fabricate rumors will be severely punished!"
Tsukimi Inaba listened to the news broadcast on TV with a calm expression. She subconsciously reached out her hand and touched the left back of her neck, where the curse had been cast by the bite of the white-scaled snake. Of course, Tsukimi Inaba also saw the blood moon spectacle last night, but her intuition told her that it might not be as simple as the experts and professors downplayed. After Uchiha Ming sealed the curse with the Evil Sealing Seal, Tsukimi Inaba's body was freed from the oppression of Higuchi Orochi's chakra and no longer needed to rely on sleeping pills and painkillers to fall asleep. However, when the blood moon appeared last night, the curse that sealed Inaba in Tsukimi began to take effect like a red-hot brand, torturing her to the point of excruciating pain. After falling asleep, between being half asleep and half awake, Tsukimi Inaba could even hear the mutterings of the white-scaled snake demon. As Lord Uchiha Ming said, the white-scaled snake demon has not been completely exorcised. It is still attached to my body, lingering around and ready to make a move! Inaba in Tsukimi looked up at the reflection on the cabinet glass. The glass clearly reflected a plain and pretty face. "Hiss-" But that face soon began to deform, growing snake scales, and the pupils elongated into vertical ones, and in the blink of an eye it turned into Tsukimi Inaba's nightmare, the face of Higuchi Orochi! The illusion reflected on the window glass disappeared in just a moment. "One day, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands." Inaba in Tsukimi had a blank expression on his face, but a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Covering his head and face with the hood again, Tsukimi Inaba came to the center of Sapporo's commercial street and walked onto an overpass. On the overpass, there was a grandma with an iron stove for roasting sweet potatoes next to her. The electric horn under her feet made a shrill hawking sound: "Stone-baked sweet potatoes, fragrant, sweet and sticky, 100 yen each!" Stone-baked sweet potatoes are commonly sold at street stalls in Sapporo. Hokkaido is an important livestock production base in Japan, and sweet potatoes are a by-product of the agricultural feed supply chain. The vines and leaves of sweet potatoes can be fed to cattle and horses, and sweet potatoes have become a common snack for people in Hokkaido. "Hey, pretty girl! You're here again today. Are you still the same as before?" As soon as grandma saw Tsukimi Inaba, she greeted her warmly.
"Please give me twenty." Tsukimi Inaba nodded and handed over two thousand yen bills. Grandma immediately smiled. In the past few days, this little girl came to the overpass every day and bought all her stone-baked sweet potatoes. Tsukimi Inaba peeled the sweet potato and took small bites of the hot golden flesh. His cheeks bulged out like a hamster. Seeing how deliciously Inaba in Tsukimi-ri was eating, grandma began to doubt whether her skill in baking sweet potatoes was worthy of the title of Sweet Potato Fairy. One 20 yen stone-baked sweet potato can fill half of one's stomach, and three stone-baked sweet potatoes can make one's stomach full, but the petite Tsukimisori Inaba finished baked sweet potatoes like fallen leaves in the autumn wind in the blink of an eye. "You have a good appetite, little girl." Although it was not the first time she had seen it, grandma still sighed from the bottom of her heart. "Thank you." Tsukimi Inaba stretched out his finger and picked up a little residue from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on a 20-meter-high commercial center a hundred meters away from the overpass. This magnificent commercial building is a landmark in Sapporo's commercial district. The target of Tsukimi Inaba's trip, Type B-16, is on the thirteenth floor of the commercial center. The file obtained from Uchiha Naruto-sama, type B-16 is about a pregnant woman who was hanged in the bathroom on the thirteenth floor of the mall in the second year of Reiwa. Regarding the three iron rules of evil spirits, Tsukimi Inaba also received relevant information in advance. Compared with other evil spirits, Type B-16 is incredibly docile. For years, it has been wandering on the th floor of the mall and will not go down to other floors. It will not take the lives of humans who break into it, but will simply make them seriously ill. The Metropolitan Police Department did not assess the danger level of the building as high. In addition, this commercial building was the core of Sapporo's commercial district and involved huge interests. At the strong request of the city of Sapporo, the Metropolitan Police Department finally only closed the 13th floor, while the other floors continued to operate as usual. Perhaps it was for this reason that this type B-16 was chosen by Uchiha Ming as the whetstone for Tsukimi Inaba. After arriving in Sapporo, Hokkaido, Tsukimi Inaba has been scouting and observing the area around the shopping mall. Although the Metropolitan Police Department only closed the 13th floor, they did not neglect the matter and also deployed a surveillance team in the mall. For Tsukimi Inaba, it was not difficult to force his way in. However, these police officers might be former colleagues of Tsukimi Inaba's parents, so she couldn't be cruel to them. So, Tsukimi Inaba had been observing secretly and waiting for the right opportunity. There is only more than a week left before the one-month deadline agreed with Uchiha Ming, and it is almost time to take action. Suddenly, a huge piece of tempered glass on the 13th floor of the mall fell off and shattered on the ground, with fragments flying everywhere and injuring several passers-by. The crowded streets were filled with people moving aside and screaming. After some people escaped to a safe distance, they looked up at the thirteenth floor curiously, while others started cursing. "Damn it, throwing objects from high places is a crime! "Whoever did this, jump down and apologize!" I saw a man in a black suit and several salesmen and customers standing at the window, waving their arms desperately towards the people downstairs and shouting words like "Help" at the top of their lungs. "What happened? Is there a fire?"
"But there's no smoke or fire? And this is the 13th floor, isn't it always locked? Why are there so many people here suddenly?" "No matter what, call the police first." At this moment, a clerk at the window was seen cursing loudly, his face full of fear and despair, as if he was trying to avoid something. He slipped and fell directly from the 13th floor, his brain bursting. The people around him looked at the bloody corpse below, then looked behind them, gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and jumped down one by one like dumplings. Boom boom, it fell to pieces! Chapter 246 Chapter 247 Paranormal Events in Sapporo "Really, really jumping?" The passers-by who had previously clamored for the person who threw objects from a high place to jump down and apologize, were suddenly frightened and pale when they saw the several bodies on the ground with their brains shattered and unrecognizable. Throwing objects from high places is not a big deal. Just bow and apologize and step down, and it will be over. Is it necessary to die to apologize? ! Oh no, could I be considered a suicide instigator? When the passerby thought of this, sweat broke out on his forehead. He simply slipped away by sneaking into the crowd. But the tragedy at the window on the thirteenth floor of the mall was not over yet. The only remaining man in a black suit bent down with panic on his face to look at the several corpses on the street, then looked back. "No, don't come here!" He howled hysterically, pulled out a pistol from his waist, turned around and fired wildly at the inside of the mall. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A few gunshots rang out, and in full view of everyone, the body of the man in the black suit was pulled into the mall in the blink of an eye as if by something, leaving only a shrill dying cry. Passersby on the street looked at each other in disbelief. "Just now, was that a gunshot?" "It looks like a very serious matter. Is it a kidnapping or a terrorist attack?" "I've called the police! The highway police said they'll be here soon." No one knows what horror is on the thirteenth floor of the mall that could force these people to jump down from a height of more than twenty meters without caring about their lives, and even use guns. Even the most obtuse people realized the seriousness of the problem. But watching the fun is human nature. Even so, there were still a large number of people looking up at the bottom of the mall, and some even took out their mobile phones to film and broadcast live. "Boom!" Another black corpse was thrown out of the window. However, the sound of the bodies falling to the ground was not as heavy as those who had jumped from the buildings before, nor was it like a rotten watermelon covering the ground with blood, which was a horrible sight. "How could this corpse become like this?!" When a few people came closer to take a look, their bodies trembled and their faces were filled with horror. The corpse was the man in the black suit from before, but the body was haggard and skinny, shrunk to only a little over one meter long, and wrinkled like a mummy, but one could still vaguely see the despair and pain before death.
It fell to the ground, its right limbs shattered, no blood came out of the broken parts, and it seemed as if all the body fluids and blood had been drained away. This strange corpse was even more creepy than the previous one that had fallen to death. Someone in the crowd was so frightened that he screamed and fainted. The rest of the people felt that things were becoming more and more strange and weird, and were developing in some incomprehensible direction, and began to riot. "Something's wrong. It doesn't look like a fire or an indiscriminate attack. So many people would rather jump off the building than turn back to resist. Even guns are useless. And there's this horrible mummy..." Someone calmly analyzed the situation and came to a conclusion that even he himself found absurd: "Isn't this a supernatural event?!" A local from Sapporo in the crowd was startled, as if he remembered something, and said uncertainly: "I come to the commercial center often. The 13th floor of the mall has been closed since the year before last. I seem to have heard that it is because it is haunted." "Did he jump down from the thirteenth floor of the mall?" "Impossible? And wasn't the thirteenth floor locked? How could there be so many people?" Panic began to spread among the crowd. At this moment, sirens sounded, and several teams of police cars stopped at the corner of the road. A group of police officers guarded the two wings to separate the crowded crowd, and rushed to the scene led by a senior police officer in his fifties. "This must be the director of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters. Such an important figure is here!" "With so many people dead, can we still drink tea in peace in the headquarters?" The Hokkaido Police Chief, who looked solemn and serious, looked up at the 13th floor, his brows twisted like twists. He turned around and ordered his men in a thunderous and powerful manner: "What are you still standing there for! Evacuate all the people immediately, set up a cordon, and immediately control the traffic. No one is allowed to approach!" "Arrange a group of police officers to enter the mall and evacuate all customers." "Also, arrange for an ambulance and fire truck immediately! Oh, and prepare the life-saving air cushion." "Yes, I'll do it right away." The subordinate saluted respectfully and then retreated. The police immediately moved the bodies of those who had jumped to the side. The Hokkaido Police Chief took a quick look and finally his eyes stopped on the mummy in the black suit, his face ashen. "He resigned and was only promoted to Superintendent of Police. Is he from your Metropolitan Police Department?" the Hokkaido Police Chief asked a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard who looked a little depressed behind him. "That's right. Although it has become like this, you can still tell that this is Inspector Kawakami from the surveillance team." Inspector Shimono squatted down, without any disgust, he fiddled with the mummy's head with his hand and said in a deep voice. "What the hell is going on? Shouldn't the surveillance team be keeping watch on the 12th floor to prevent anyone from breaking into the 13th floor? How come they are trapped on the 13th floor themselves?" "This... I'm not sure either. All the members of the surveillance team have lost contact." Being reduced to a police inspector was somewhat embarrassed and at the same time very confused. The Metropolitan Police Department, together with the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, had already sealed off the elevators and stairwells leading to the center of the mall, and even arranged a surveillance team on the twelfth floor to prevent reckless individuals from breaking into the thirteenth floor. "There is some bad news. The last message sent by the monitoring team said that there may be dozens of people on the thirteenth floor..."
"Oh shit!" The Hokkaido Police Minister could not help but swear at the Metropolitan Police Department's former superintendent: "What the hell are you doing at the Metropolitan Police Department? Are the surveillance team just a bunch of good-for-nothings? How could they allow so many people to break into the 13th floor!?" The lower police officer was quite calm and composed, and did not argue, but said calmly: "Minister Maeno, now is not the time to look for faults. The most urgent task is to rescue the survivors on the thirteenth floor." "Humph."