Sangguo, Dongdu, Magic Hall Headquarters.

As the only official awakened person organization in the entire Sang Kingdom, the location of the headquarters of the Magic Hall is also one of the most prosperous areas in the entire Eastern Capital.

Not far away is the tallest tower in the Sang Kingdom, the Skytree, which is more than 600 meters high, also known as the Dongdu Sky Tree.

The building complex of the entire spell hall also looks very antique. It is not an office building or the like, but looks like a huge shrine in appearance, which looks very abrupt among the surrounding high-rise buildings.

Looking towards the Skytree from here, at night, it is full of lights, very bright and gorgeous.

It was early in the morning, and in the courtyard of the Sangguo Magic Hall, the magic police who had come to work from all over the place were entering the office building one after another and starting to work.

As a staff member of the Suppression Section of the Spells Department, Nohara came to the workplace of the Spells Department today as usual, greeting the colleagues he met in a friendly manner along the way.

Then he took the elevator to the seventh floor underground and reached his office.

The Suppression Section, as the name suggests, is a place dedicated to suppressing various abnormal sources of infection.

Although the Sang Kingdom Curse Hall has not been established for a long time, it has solved a lot of abnormal infection incidents and collected a lot of abnormal infection sources...

Most of them have been completely destroyed, and those that can be left are either used for research, or their abnormal mental radiation is too strong to be completely destroyed, so they can only be properly sealed and placed.

The Suppression Section where Nohara works specializes in sealing and suppressing these abnormal sources of infection.

It can be said that the entire Suppression Department is one of the busiest departments in the Sangguo Magic Hall.

After all, the seals and barriers have been prepared. What they usually need to do in the suppression section is to check whether the seals and barriers are loose and whether there are any problems with the abnormally infected items inside.

Since the establishment of the Suppression Section, this situation has never happened.

Anyway, Sang is also a country with a long history of gods and monsters. There are a lot of so-called priests, witches, and onmyojis, and it has its own official onmyoji and other institutions.

After the large-scale occurrence of anomalies, most of these institutions that had been inherited for hundreds of years were transformed and directly joined the Spell Hall. Therefore, the Sang Kingdom Spell Hall's ability to deal with abnormalities is still very strong.

Nohara got out of the elevator and walked into his office along the corridor. He saw that the office was full of cubicles, and some colleagues had already arrived one after another.

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Section Chief Fujita has also arrived and is talking on the phone in his office with a smile on his face. While talking on the phone, he bows to the air. It is obvious that he has received a call from his superior.

Nohara greeted the colleagues present kindly, and heard a lazy voice:

"Nohara, why did you come here? Did you go drinking again last night? How about the little girl who asked you to be your father last time?"

An awkward smile instantly appeared on Nohara's face. He turned around and saw that it was his colleague Ogawa, teasing him at his work station. He also handed over a palm-sized cast iron key covered with all kinds of weird things.

pattern.

Nohara quickly took the key, nodded awkwardly and smiled apologetically:

"Mr. Ogawa, are you the one who drank too much? I don't know what a father's job is. I woke up early today and didn't eat...ah, I worked hard last night."

Ogawa chuckled, waved his hand and said:

"There was nothing abnormal last night. I have checked all abnormal infection sources this morning. It's time to hand over to you. Okay, I'm going to eat a bowl of ramen, then go home and have a good sleep."

With that said, he said hello to several people present, turned around and walked out of the office.

The Suppression Section of the Spells Department has someone on duty every day, and those on the night shift can have a day off the next day. It was Ogawa who was on duty last night, and today he was on duty during the day.

"Goodbye Mr. Ogawa." Nohara waved the palm-sized iron key in his hand and shouted towards Ogawa.

Then he respectfully signed on the work sign-in form, went to the preparation room, changed into pale work clothes, put on a protective mask, and then took the cast iron key and came to a corridor behind the office area.

This corridor is tens of meters long and has ten metal doors.

Each metal door has a unique way to open it. Some use ordinary keys, some use fingerprints, some use iris, and some use specific digital passwords.

Etc., etc.

On both sides of the entire corridor, there are densely packed cameras, hidden rotating machine gun platforms, and even specialized flamethrowers.

The security level is higher than that of a bank vault.

After completing a set of procedures, it took ten minutes for Nohara to reach the end of the corridor.

Here is an iron door covered in blood-red rust. On the iron door, there are also various spells posted on it and some messy ropes tied to it.

After joining the spell hall, Nohara has done this kind of daily inspection work countless times, and he is already familiar with it. He casually inserted the huge key into the iron door, turned it with both hands, and heard the sound of gears turning.

The door opened slowly.

After opening the iron door, there was a small room inside, with an oil lamp burning on a worn wooden desk.

A wizened old man was sitting there, looking at his nose and heart, silently reciting something.

Nohara knew that this was Mr. Yoshida, the Onmyoji who was selected from the so-called three Yin-Yang families and stationed here to suppress them.

He didn't dare to say anything at this time, and quickly clasped his palms together and bowed to Yoshida, then placed the iron key on the table, picked up a small copper key on the table, and continued walking to the back.

Opening another door, a brightly lit passage appeared in front of him again.

This time, there were closed doors on both sides of the passage, with glass windows above them.

This is the core of the entire suppression class. Behind every door is a suppressed abnormal source of infection.

Nohara picked up a work record sheet and a pencil from the hook on the wall, yawned, and walked forward skillfully.

Every time he passed a door, he peeked inside, and then ticked the "normal" column corresponding to the source of infection on the record sheet.

There really is everything behind the door. At first, there was a worn-out black mask, then a brand new blood-red chair, and in the next room, there was a blood-stained samurai sword, and

There is a teacup.

Later, even living creatures began to appear.

A monkey watching TV.

A woman combing her hair with her back to the door.

A person whose face is unclear like a black shadow.

Soon, Nohara had checked most of the contained objects and marked them all as "normal".

Over the years, more and more abnormal infection sources have been admitted to the Suppression Division, but once they come in, they can never get out. Nohara has long been accustomed to this.

It can be said that he is very confident in the strength of the Magic Hall.

Soon, he came to the next room.

But then he couldn't help but say "Huh".

There are no lights on in this room.

Nohara curled his lips. Over the years, he had encountered several incidents where the lights went out in the storage room. It was said to be caused by some kind of abnormal mental radiation.

In this case, we probably have to call the curse police.

Just as he was thinking about it, he turned on the flashlight in his hand and shined it through the window.

If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a worn and yellowed newspaper inside.

He had never known what was so scary about this newspaper. Compared to other monsters, it was probably nothing.

Sure enough, the newspaper was still inside, sandwiched between glass plates and placed vertically.

Nohara took a quick glance and was about to mark "normal" on the record sheet.

Suddenly, he vaguely felt something was wrong, so he couldn't help but stop the flashlight and continued to read the newspaper.

The newspapers didn't look particularly shabby, some looked like they were from last week.

He had read the above content before, it was nothing special, it was just some current news.

It's just that there seems to be something particularly different today.

Indescribably awkward.

Nohara looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly realized what was wrong.

At the bottom left of the newspaper, there was a social news article about a criminal case.

It is said that a young man working in a magic hall had a work accident at work and ended up dead. Not only his eyes were gouged out, but his body was also disembowelled, and his death was miserable.

The deceased's name was Nohara.

There is also a small photo of the deceased on it, which looks like an ID photo.
Chapter completed!