Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

Chapter 5 Holmes' Apprentice and Watson
Mochizuki ignored him, but was more interested in the man who discovered the clue. The police should have arrived. I wonder how he will explain his discovery.

How would he judge the deceased's companion? Others couldn't see the deceased's soul at a glance, so naturally they couldn't guess which one was the deceased's companion.

There is also the watch that caused the deceased's resentment. There should be another case hidden in it, but judging from the fact that he was carrying the bag from the beginning, he should have guessed what happened a long time ago.

Mochizuki touched his nose, do you want to take a look?
"The prisoner should be Ms. Kitamori Yasue who said she bought beach slippers."

A deep voice came from the mouth of a man wearing sunglasses.

The face of Miss Beisen, who was accused of being the murderer, changed drastically, with a look of disbelief.

Mochizuki raised his eyebrows. The three suspects had just walked in front of the police, and the news of the inquiry had not been confirmed yet. How did he manage to recognize them at a glance?

Mochizuki was a little curious for a while, looking at the little boy beside him who also stared wide-eyed, thinking about it.

"Hey, little brother, can you ask a question for my sister?"

Mochizuki waved at the little boy standing next to the man, feeling quite helpless in her heart. The Japanese police in this world seem to be a bit informal in handling cases.

It’s okay for such a young child to see a dead body without finding a psychiatrist for psychological counseling. After all, the death rate here is relatively high, and the acceptance of human beings must have been raised.

However, it is illogical not to ask the child to avoid it when handling the case, even if his relatives can provide assistance with the case.

What's even more irritating is that even children can go in, but she has to stand outside the cordon as an adult. Fortunately, the non-mainstream man who came with the little boy was also stopped, so she can barely accept it!
"why?"

The little boy didn't pay attention to Mochizuki at all, but instead asked the man a little unconvinced.

These three suspects all went to Haijia, why did they insist that the culprit was Miss Beisen.

"What if Miss Beisen is not wearing a swimsuit?"

The man with dark green eyes touched the little boy's head and whispered.

Mochizuki frowned slightly, and looked at Kitamori Yasue who was standing next to him. Speaking of this, the bath towel tied around her waist seemed a bit wrong. This kind of fabric seemed to be used for clothes such as silk scarves. Thin.

Careless, this is a beach after all, there are girls running around in three-point swimsuits everywhere, so at first glance, this woman wearing a translucent bath towel and three-point swimsuit is really fine.

The little boy seemed to have figured it out a little bit, and was touching his chin with his hands, looking a little old-fashioned inexplicably.

Seeing that she was getting more and more dangerous, Kitamori Yasue pointed at the two suspects next to her and began to fish in troubled waters.

"I can also see that this sister is obviously a robber, because you are wearing a watch that was stolen from the store."

The little boy next to him who had been silent since just now suddenly spoke, choking Miss Beisen speechless.

Mochizuki clucked her tongue as she watched from the sidelines. Are kids nowadays so against the sky? They know so much at a young age. If this happened to her, I really don’t know that watch stores will adjust the time of all the clocks they sell to 10. :10.

There was no doubt about the incident. The police officer who was playing soy sauce beckoned his subordinates to take the prisoner away. The crowd around him also began to disperse. Mochizuki stretched his waist and planned to go back.

It was too hot on the beach, and she was wearing too thick clothes, sweating all over her body, and urgently needed a cold shower for help.

The uncle of the deceased standing beside him, his angry and distorted soul has calmed down. Obviously he also knows that his companion has been arrested, so he has no grievances at all.

Mochizuki put away the ghost and walked towards the hotel.

Poor Migoko, who was excluded by the police handling the case, was drinking with Yumi at a nearby izakaya, and she was responsible for taking the two of them back safely, but before that, she had to go back to the hotel to replenish her strength.

What's more, she just took in a ghost, so she has to find a place where no one is around to deal with it. Thanks to the new Lord Yan, now every ghost dealt with by the underworld must be registered and recorded, so as not to cause unjust, false and wrong cases.

Although the ghosts she captured cannot be reincarnated, the documents that should be written are still indispensable.

Mochizuki returned to the hotel, closed the curtains of the room, and released the soul of the deceased uncle.

The so-called business is about what you like and what you want, and whether you want to have the opportunity to be reincarnated is determined by the world consciousness of each world.

Of course, this is an exception, because Mochizuki can only communicate with each dead person due to the deep sleep of the world consciousness.

But based on her understanding of human beings, no one would give up this opportunity.

Correspondingly, if you choose to have the opportunity of the next life, you must pay the price for what you have done in this life.

After all, the meaning of the existence of the underworld is to punish the evil and promote the good, to calm the things that cannot be leveled in the world, and to eliminate the evil that cannot be eliminated in the world.

Mochizuki's soul is pure white, without any evil, and is relatively rare in the underworld, otherwise she would not be able to become a ghost messenger, although not being rejected by this world is the biggest reason why she became a ghost messenger.

But not everyone is like this. Most people’s souls are actually light yellow, and some people’s souls are a little red. Generally speaking, the darker the color, the heavier the sin.

Mochizuki remembered the eighteen floors of hell that he had visited when he left the underworld. Each floor was filled with the world's worst ghosts. Their souls were no longer red, but dark black, and their bodies were full of sins that could not be seen at the bottom.

And the uncle in front of him, pale yellow with a hint of red, although not many, but he will be punished when he arrives in the underworld.

The so-called good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and some things are not up to them when they arrive in the underworld.

"It's my pleasure to serve you. I'm a ghost messenger sent to this world by the underworld. Now you have a chance to reincarnate. Of course, you have the right to refuse..."

Mochizuki began to ask according to the procedure. The uncle of the deceased had seen the chains on his body disappear and was about to escape when he heard this sentence and froze in place for a while.

……

After dealing with the ghost and changing into suitable clothes, Mochizuki walked towards the izakaya.

The two alcoholics should have almost had their time, and if they stayed any longer, there might be a fight. As a future policeman, she still had to prevent a catastrophe that was about to happen because of striking up a conversation.

The two beauties, Migoko Sato and Yumi Miyamoto, often encounter guests when they are drinking. Of course, it is impossible for two ladies with full combat power to suffer, but the wallet is more dangerous.

"Brother, you are as powerful as Sherlock Holmes!"

At the exit of the parking lot, the non-mainstream man encountered at the scene of the crime looked at the man who rescued the man ashore with admiration, and beside him stood a hot lady and a little girl.

Sure enough, they are a family, and they have dark green eyes, which are quite pretty.

"He is not Sherlock Holmes, at most he is Watson next to Holmes."

A childish voice came, and Mochizuki, who had already left, turned her head and saw that the boy who was against the sky was also there.

The man called Mr. Clown laughed loudly, and said while turning around and walking towards his family.

"Farewell, Holmes' apprentice!"

The apprentice of Watson and Holmes, the relationship between these two people is a bit interesting.

(End of this chapter)