The Witch's Taste

Chapter 14 Feeling a little dangerous
The suspended light rail train roared past, making rumbling vibrations.

Since it was not yet the evening rush hour, there were not too many people in the carriage. Chen Ziang and Yuegong Suzuna sat side by side in the seats, and outside the window was the fleeting scenery.

Yuegong Suzuna was playing with her mobile phone with her head down. Chen Ziang glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, as if she was browsing Moments.

Of course, this world also has large social platforms such as Moments. Chen Ziang doesn't play much, but it is said that they are very popular among young people, especially high school students.

"Senior." Suzuna Yuegong said suddenly, "Add a friend?"

"I'm in the work group." Chen Ziang said, "Just add me to the group."

"Senior, do you understand what a sense of ritual is?" Yue Gong Ling Nai brought the phone closer, touched Chen Zi'ang's phone, and said crisply, "Clang! Bluetooth sensor magic!"

A pop-up window pops up on the phone screen:
[The user "Yutu refuses to admit defeat" requests to add you as a friend. 】

"This is you?" Chen Ziang asked for confirmation.

"That's right." Suzuna Yuegong replied, "Speaking of 'Moon Palace' and 'bell', isn't the jade rabbit making medicine the first thing that comes to mind?"

Chen Zi'ang really wanted to ask "what does it mean to not admit defeat", but felt that it was a bit too abrupt, so he endured it.

"Senior's nickname is so long." Yue Gong Suzuna clicked on the user interface, giggling, "Look, why is it this name?"

On the screen of the mobile phone she leaned over to, the user nickname column reads:
[Is there any urban legend? 】

"It's like this." Chen Ziang explained, "Some citizens who encounter a strange change by chance may feel that what they see is too unimaginable, so they are not willing to report to the Public Security Department, but if they share it with the circle of supernatural lovers, Then there's nothing to worry about."

"So that's the case." Yue Gong Suzuna nodded and said, "Senior, have you ever found a similar strange talk in the circle, and it turns out that it is indeed a mutation?"

"There have been two times." Chen Ziang replied, "Most of them are old-fashioned horror stories, such as the rip girl, Hanako in the toilet, Kisaragi station that doesn't exist, etc."

"As long as the description is very detailed and the atmosphere is terrifying, it can basically be confirmed that it is a fabricated story. The kind that is really worthy of vigilance is the letter that is vague and unclear."

"Indeed." Tsukimiya Suzuna watched him operate the phone, and sure enough, most of the letters on the screen were works with obvious literary creations, such as "It was a summer night" at the beginning. It is simply impossible for a person who uses this tone to narrate a victim of mental pollution!

Huh?
Suddenly a new text message popped up from the top of the screen:

"Mr. Legend, I received a submission today and found it very interesting. Do you have the time to help me take a look?"

As he clicked into the text message, Yuegong Suzuna clearly saw that the sender's nickname was "Han Xin, editor-in-chief of "Urban Strange Records".

"Please tell me." Chen Ziang quickly typed back.

"That's right." Han Xin replied quickly, as if it had been edited a long time ago, "A certain manuscript from Akita District claimed to have just moved into the ancestral house left to her by the deceased grandfather the day before yesterday, but it turned out that night Had a nightmare."

"In her dream, she dreamed that she was lying in a coffin, paralyzed and unable to move. The coffin was completely open, and she could see three figures standing around the coffin outside. In the dark, it is impossible to see the specific face clearly."

"At first she thought it was just a dream, but then she had the same dream for three days in a row, so she was looking for a psychiatrist on the one hand, and on the other hand, she also submitted an article asking about the meaning of this nightmare-according to her, it was our magazine Dream Interpretation loyal reader of the column."

"What do you think of the story?"

Chen Ziang thought for a moment, then replied:

"I think it's worth investigating."

"Very good." The other person replied, "I'll give you the phone number of the other party. You can ask in the name of our editorial department. If you have any good materials, you can directly feed us back."

"That's it." Chen Ziang tilted his head and said to Tsukimiya Suzuna, ""Urban Strange Records" is a magazine that focuses on supernatural stories, and has signed long-term contracts with many authors who are good at creating supernatural novels. But because of the excellent theme inspiration It is relatively rare, so they also collect contributions in this area from all walks of life, and then hand them over to their authors to create."

"Many times, manuscripts are just some fragmented information. If the editor thinks there is value in supplementing and improving, he will interview the contributor to complete various details...Of course, editors alone are definitely not enough, so I will also ask some Fans in the supernatural circle go to interview on their behalf, such as me."

"Hey, that's great." Yuegong Suzuna said casually, seeing Chen Ziang texting the contributor, "Senior, do you think it might be a mutation?"

"Sounds like mental pollution, right?" Chen Zi'ang said thoughtfully, "Although the possibility of making up stories cannot be ruled out, the parties who are actually making up stories often add superfluous details and create many useless details that exaggerate the atmosphere, such as "holding Black silhouette of a knife', something like 'a low-pitched death threat', you can tell it's fake when you hear it."

"On the contrary, the simpler and plainer the description, the more likely there is a frightening truth hidden behind it."

He looked down at the screen again, only to see that the writer immediately replied a text message:
"If possible, can I come to visit tonight? I happen to have some questions and would like to consult your company."

"Yes." Chen Ziang typed two words, only to hear Yue Gong Ling Nai suddenly yell again:
"Senior, are you going there tonight? Is this too urgent?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm fine tonight." Chen Ziang said with a smile, "If there is really a change, it's better to confirm it as soon as possible."

The power at the Altar of Chaos requires a full 50 fire seeds to be exchanged. If you don't take extra money, when will you have to save it?
"Really?" Tsukimiya Suzuna tilted her head cutely, and thought for a while, "I think what Senior said makes sense."

She lowered her head and pressed the phone screen, and dialed her father's number:
"Father, I'm not coming back tonight, the unit has to work overtime."

"Working overtime?" Yuegong's father's majestic voice could be vaguely heard even without turning on the loudspeaker, "Aren't you taking a day off today?"

"Moon Palace! Isn't this good?" Chen Ziang said in shock, "Your family..."

"Who?" Yuegong's father's hearing was very keen, "Suzuna, who are you with now?"

"It's the senior I mentioned last time." Tsukimiya Suzuna said with a smile, "I'll be on duty with him later, I'm busy, hang up!"

"Lingna! Is it the one you mentioned last time..." Yue Gong's father's voice was cut off roughly, and Chen Zi'ang who was beside him was also dumbfounded.

"Well, Moon Palace." He asked cautiously, "What does your father do?"

"It's the chief of the Foreign Affairs Agency." Tsukimiya Suzuna replied.

Although her tone was downplaying, it is well known that the "chief of the Foreign Affairs Office" is a high-ranking official with real power, so that Chen Ziang even began to think seriously about a question:
Once Yuegong's father finds out his identity, will he be fired the next day for stepping into the Public Security Office with his right foot?

(End of this chapter)