I Created an Urban Legend in Tokyo

 Tokyo, Metropolitan Police Department.

  Uniformed police officers came in and out, some looked relaxed, some looked serious.

  Inside the Metropolitan Police Department, a man and a woman came to an interrogation room.

  "Mr. Nakano is a little mentally unstable. Be careful. I'm outside the door. Remember to notify me immediately if anything happens." The middle-aged man patted Saionji Asako on the shoulder and encouraged her, "Come on!"

  "I will, Inspector Shinkawa." Saionji Asako took a deep breath while wearing a headset. After agreeing, she pushed the door open and walked in.

  This is a very special interrogation room.

  The interior of this interrogation room is all piled with snow-white tiles. It is clean and tidy, like a whole, without any gaps.

  The interrogation room is dark and there are no windows.

  After entering the interrogation room, Saionji Asako coughed lightly and used the sound to turn on the lights. Before she could speak, she heard a terrified voice, "Close the door... Close the door quickly! Do you want to kill me?"

  A man with messy hair and unkempt appearance saw Saionji Asako enter the door and roared in fear. It was obvious that he was mentally unstable.

  His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his eye bags were heavy. It was obvious that he had not slept properly for a long time. His eyeballs could not stop shaking, with panic and fear.

  The moment Saionji Asako opened the door, he was like a frightened bird, with veins popping out of his hands, and he quickly covered his eyes, as if he would see something horrible.

  "I'm sorry." Hearing this, Saionji Asako quickly closed the door. It can be seen in detail that the door of the interrogation room fits the room very well. After closing, there is not even a gap. Saionji Asako

  looked at Ichiro Nakano, looked him up and down, and saw that he was getting normal. She tentatively said, "Mr. Nakano, it's been five days, are you feeling better?"

  Ichiro Nakano seemed much more normal after Asako closed the door. He squatted in the corner, and when he heard the sound, he didn't look up, closed his eyes, and didn't react.

  "Mr. Nakano, we know you have encountered something frightening. But this is the Metropolitan Police Department, and no one can hurt you. If you don't explain the situation to us, it will make it difficult for us to carry out our work."

  "You don't understand, you don't understand!"

  There's a play.

  When she heard Ichiro Nakano speak, Asako Saionji's eyes lit up.

  Ichiro Nakano was brought to this special interrogation room five days ago, and he called the police himself.

  But after being brought to the Metropolitan Police Department, they found that he was on the verge of mental collapse, and no information was obtained no matter how they asked. The Metropolitan Police Department invited several psychologists to help him recover slightly.

  "Mr. Nakano, only if you tell us the truth can we help you out of your predicament. I have a few questions for you, can you answer them? As long as the information is sufficient, the Metropolitan Police Department can solve the case. Mr. Nakano, you don't have to be so scared." Asako

  Saionji slowly approached Ichiro Nakano, but not too close. She squatted slightly, looked at him levelly, and spoke in a gentle tone.

  After she finished speaking, she didn't hear a response for a long time. But she didn't urge him. Ichiro Nakano's current condition is much better than the previous few days, so she naturally couldn't let him be stimulated again.

  After waiting for an unknown number of minutes, Asako Saionji didn't show any impatience, she looked at him quietly. After

  a long time, she saw Nakano Ichiro raised his head, and her eyes lit up with joy. "Naka..."

  As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Nakano Ichiro's pupils dilated, as if he had seen something horrible.

  "Ah...ah——" Nakano Ichiro opened his mouth, and pointed his finger at Saionji Asako, but the fear in his heart made him only make dry and meaningless sounds.

  This fear was too real, as if it was contagious, and Saionji Asako was also a little scared.

  And the direction Nakano Ichiro pointed was exactly her.

  Or rather, it was behind her...

  At this moment, Saionji Asako had goose bumps all over her body, and she didn't dare to look back.

  No...no, Saionji Asako calmed down a little, and she found that Nakano Ichiro's eyes were fixed on her...or rather, her mouth?

  Subconsciously, she reached out and touched her lips, and there was nothing unusual.

  However, just this action caused Nakano Ichiro's spirit to collapse directly. As if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, he used his hands and feet to quickly leave the woman in front of him.

  As a result, he just stood up and fell to the ground before he took two steps.

  As soon as he looked up, he saw the shadow of the wall tiles.

  In addition to himself, there was also the woman.

  He saw Saionji Asako slowly approaching him, but... what frightened him was that there was an eyeball full of bloodshot between the gaps of the woman's lips.

  This eyeball gradually expanded Saionji Asako's mouth, and the eyeballs stretched the mouth, but did not cover it completely.

  In the gaps next to the mouth, another small eyeball appeared, and the eyeballs swayed. Then, as if she had noticed something, she focused all her attention on Nakano Ichiro.

  "Don't... don't..."

  Being stared at directly, Nakano Ichiro collapsed directly.

  He just opened his mouth and stopped abruptly. He saw that he had just opened his mouth in the shadow of the tiles, and deep in his throat, there was a sight observing him through the tiles.

  That was... another eyeball.

  The last string of his spirit was destroyed at this moment.

  Ichiro Nakano was like a madman. He put his hand into his throat and dug it out frantically. He wanted to dig out the damn eyeballs.

  Only by destroying these eyeballs could he live a normal life.

  Asako Saionji looked at the scene in horror

  . She fell to the ground, unable to move because of fear. She could only speak tremblingly, "Inspector Shinkawa... Come in... Come in..." As soon as

  the words fell, Inspector Shinkawa rushed into the room.

  "Mr. Nakano, calm down!"

  Inspector Shinkawa saw Ichiro Nakano's crazy scene, and his heart was chilled. He shouted, "Someone come!"

  At this moment, Ichiro Nakano looked at his own shadow in the tiles. He slightly turned sideways, and his normal voice became hoarse and unpleasant, "There is still one in my ear."

  Half an hour later, Ichiro Nakano's body was carried out.

  Looking at this scene, Inspector Shinkawa's face was gloomy.

  Back in the office, he looked at a photo on the table. The photo showed a huge eyeball.

  His face was a little solemn. This was the ninth person who died so strangely this month.

  "Hypnosis to kill?"

  (End of this chapter)