After receiving Nangong Na Yue's request, Aili took the opportunity to leave the school after school. She left Masa and the others in Susai's care while she took the tram to the twelfth artificial island.
On the tram, Aili also took the opportunity to investigate the information about the twelfth artificial island.
According to the information, the twelfth artificial island was built by a chaebol called the Kijo Group. It was mainly used for psychological research and psychiatric treatment. Therefore, compared to other artificial islands, this artificial island was much less modern. Its main purpose was to "heal the soul in the countryside and nature".
However, ten years ago, an accident occurred in the research institute of the Kijo Group, causing a large number of casualties. After that, the entire research institute was closed and the entire artificial island was half-abandoned. Because there were no more developers, the twelfth artificial island gave people the feeling that it was more like a rural area of the Flux God Island. At present, the twelfth artificial island had already lost its original function. It was mainly responsible for agricultural work such as crop cultivation.
This time, the report came from the Iwatodai branch of the twelfth artificial island. According to the information, there had been three consecutive murders so far. The victims were the TV host, the convenience store worker, and the twelfth artificial island's director.
There were no witnesses in the three cases. The police did not find any traces left by the culprit at the scene. There were no traces of magic, curses, or aura detection. However, the tragic death of the victims did not look like suicide. Therefore, the Iwatodai branch requested the artificial island management company to assist in the investigation, hoping that the Attack Magician would come to investigate.
As for the 'late-night television' ghost story, according to the intel, it appeared after the first victim, the television host, disappeared. Based on the discussions on the forums and websites, at the time, everyone believed that the female host died with her eyes wide open, which was why such a supernatural event occurred.
As for the second death of the convenience store worker, she had been interviewed by the TV host before her death. According to the information of the victim's classmates, someone saw the shadow of the worker on the TV. Then the next day, she disappeared without a trace. On the second day after she disappeared, her body was found on a rainy night.
So far, the third victim was the twelfth artificial island's director. After investigation, it was found that he had an illicit relationship with the first victim. In other words, the "late-night television" ghost story mainly revolved around the female host.
Of course, if that was all there was to it, then it was not that strange. Many urban legends would have similar content. For example, someone had died a wrongful death, and then something strange happened, so it was not strange to find a few scapegoats to die for. But this time, even after sending professionals to investigate, there were still no signs of curses or magic …. This was very strange.
"Huh … …?"
Just as Ailey was looking through the information, she suddenly noticed a blue light from the corner of her eye. Ailey raised her head and looked to the left. She saw a butterfly with blue wings flying around the carriage. It flapped its wings from one side of the carriage to the other, and then gradually disappeared.
"…"
Looking at the blue butterfly, Ailey narrowed her eyes and pondered for a moment before shifting her gaze away.
At the same time, she heard the announcement of the train.
"I'm very sorry, dear passengers. Due to the route, the travel time has been greatly disrupted. Once again, I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience …."
It was late at night when Allie arrived at the trolley platform of Island Twelve.
"I didn't expect to be late even though it's so rare for me to take the trolley. If I knew, I wouldn't have taken it."
After getting off the trolley, Ailey stretched her body and complained. Because this case was more troublesome and she needed to investigate some information, Ailey chose to take the trolley instead of using the projection broom as usual. After all, she didn't want to see her phone crash into a telephone pole. That would be embarrassing.
Island Twelve seemed to have very few people on weekdays. There were only two or three people on the trolley late at night. They got off the trolley and hurriedly walked towards the exit. Ailey looked around, then went to the station's security room.
"Hello, I'm Xiao Ailey, the Wizard. I have some questions."
"Ah, hello, Miss Wizard."
Looking at the license that Ailey flashed in front of him, the security guard who was on duty in the security room immediately became cautious. To people like them who lived in "rural areas", Mages were like FBI agents, an existence that only appeared in movies and legends.
"What do you want to ask?"
"Have you heard of the rumor about 'Late Night Television'?"
"Ah, about that …."
Hearing this, the guard clapped his hands.
"Of course, outsiders may not know about it, but 'Late Night Television' is very famous here. To be honest, I've seen it before."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, Ailey squinted her eyes and glanced at the small TV in the duty room. This was also the reason why she asked the train station guard. Compared to ordinary people, this kind of job that often worked the night shift was obviously more likely to see late-night TV.
"Can you tell me more about it?"
As she spoke, Ailey took out a recording pen. The latter nodded.
"En, no problem. I remember it very clearly. It was a rainy night. I was on the night shift, and the TV was playing my favorite TV series, 'Five Guards of the Five Guards'. Halfway through the show, I think it was because of thunder, and the power went out. I suspected that it was a circuit trip. Just as I was about to check on the situation, the TV suddenly lit up …. "
Recalling that scene, the guard was a little nervous and uneasy.
"I didn't think much about it at the time. I thought it was electricity …. But at that time …. the content on the TV was very strange …."
"What was the content?"
"Uh …. I'm not too sure myself."
The guard shook his head.
"To be honest, the picture on the TV was very blurry. It looked like it was filmed in a fog. I could only see a figure dancing in it. It looked very funny and a little exaggerated …. Then I remembered that the TV couldn't be turned on during the blackout …."
"And then?"
"That was the content of the first night."
Facing Ailey's questioning, the guard shook his head.
"On the second rainy night, out of curiosity, I followed the urban legend and turned off the TV. Then, at around two o 'clock at night, the TV came back on. This time, I saw the figure on the screen clearly. It was a girl. She was young, probably a high school student. She seemed to be performing something …"
"Show?"
"Yeah, it looked like a variety show. I saw a stage and an audience. Then, she yelled and screamed, and the show ended …. The next day, I heard that the girl died …."
At this point, the guard's face turned ashen. If this happened in the outside world, this kind of thing would have been laughed off long ago, but it was precisely because this was the special demonic zone that it was credible enough.
"Everyone said that the late-night TV show was the curse of the female TV host. Because she was dumped by the director, she committed suicide out of resentment. Then, she used the late-night TV show to take revenge on everyone …."
"In other words, only the TV without power can see that strange show. You can't see it if the TV is on, right?"
"That's right."
"Very good."
Ailey lowered her head and sorted out the records. Then, she looked at the guard again and asked.
"Then, I have another question …."
However, Ailey stopped before she could finish her sentence.
Because at this moment, what stood in front of Ailey was no longer the burly guard from before, but a dark, hexagonal coffin. The coffin stood upright on the ground, motionless.
"…."
It was only then that Ailey noticed that the electrical appliances around her seemed to have stopped working. She glanced at her phone and saw that the time displayed on it was 12 o 'clock at midnight.
Bright moonlight shone in through the window, painting the entire room in a miserable green color. Upon closer inspection, she could even see blood seeping out of the corners and cracks in the surroundings. It gave off the feeling of a very scary haunted house.
What's going on?
Ailey took two steps back and carefully looked at the coffin in front of her. Then, she turned around and walked out of the guard room. There was no one in the station at this moment. When she walked to the exit, Ailey found that the street in front of her was also empty. On the contrary, there were only a few black coffins standing upright on the street, which looked quite horrifying.
"Judging from the situation just now.
Have the people on this artificial island turned into coffins? "
Ailey walked up to a black coffin and observed it carefully.
"The previous guard didn't tell me that such a thing would happen, and from the information I've found, there's no similar situation. In other words, the people who turned into coffins don't have any memory of this. If there's such a mutation, why wasn't it mentioned in the previous report? Is it because the members of the branch didn't feel it either? "
While muttering to herself, Ailey raised her head and looked at the night sky in front of her.
Under the night sky, a huge moon leaped into the sky. Under the moonlight, the entire 12th artificial island seemed to be shrouded by some unknown curse, emitting a deathly aura similar to that of a graveyard. Not only that, Ailey could also feel that in the darkness, there was a kind of wild and violent aura hidden.
"It's really a bit strange …."
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