"In short, this is the situation. So, Luo, the police would like to ask you to find the cause of this matter as soon as possible, otherwise it will be ridiculous if it is published on the international news."

In a coffee shop, George was sitting with Roger drinking coffee. He was wearing official uniform this time because his superiors asked him to come.

Because a big thing happened in New York, that is, some curse words have become forbidden words.

Once you curse someone, bastard, bitch, etc., you will be stunned inside, foaming at the mouth and fall to the ground.

Many people still don't understand why they went to the hospital, but as time goes by, if a person faints two or three times at the same time, sooner or later he will find out.

"God forbid? Is this interesting? Does it only happen in New York?" Roger felt that this was really interesting.

"Yes, it's very confusing." George pushed a piece of paper to Roger, with some curse words written on it.

"Hahahaha, isn't this good? We will create a civilized city and no one will curse others anymore."

Roger looked at the words on the paper. They were all curse words, which showed that the person who did this was of good quality.

George shook his head and said seriously: "Luo, that's not the problem. Have you ever thought about what would happen if the other party was in the hands of some criminals?

Therefore, we must find the source of this matter, whether it is a curse or magic, we must solve it."

Roger stopped joking and said, "Yeah, I know. I'll try my best to find it. I'm also very curious about this thing. What is it that has such power?"

"Please, please contact me if you have anything to do. If I have the latest news, I will call you. In short, we can't let it continue to ferment.

In return, my boss said that if you can help solve this problem, he can negotiate and get you a new identity."

Roger rolled his eyes and sent the beggar away for this little reward. He had a lot of vests, and he could get a new identity by just messing around. But even if he didn't entrust him, he would probably join in. After all, the treasures belong to the virtuous.

After nodding and saying goodbye to George, Roger planned to go to Lao Lei's bar to check for information.

As soon as I arrived at the bar, I saw all kinds of people talking to each other. This gadget that was born this time has attracted the attention of all parties.

It was another battle for the scarab, and Roger covered his face. Every time an artifact was released, it would attract the attention of all forces.

It seems that the gadgets that appeared this time are quite powerful. Roger even saw a few from Central Asia. It is also true that this kind of artifact, similar to the words and magic words, can be placed in some special countries.

.....

The belief itself is strong, and with this kind of thing, it is even more powerful. The civilians of the entire country may even be brainwashed into fanatics.

Roger walked to the bar and said, "Old Lei, I'm here again. Is there any news this time?"

Lao Lei skillfully made a cocktail and handed it to Roger, "Not yet. Haven't you seen that the officials in New York are going crazy? They are looking for the source everywhere."

"We are not sure whether the source is a ghost story, a ghost or the birth of an artifact. Many people have no clue. Many people in the dark world have received the news. It is estimated that the place will be more lively in the next few days."

"This is a headache. I haven't found the source yet, and I'm not sure what it is yet~" Roger covered his head. He was most annoyed by this kind of reasoning to find someone.

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Passing by the black aunt's door, the little boy Tom pointed his middle finger at the black aunt with satisfaction. The other person's face turned red with anger, but he opened his mouth and didn't know what to curse.

Because the other party has been stunned countless times and his hair is burnt. Even fools know that it is because of swearing.

But Tom was not going to let him go, so he took out a piece of paper with the words "Bichi" written in big letters on it.

"Ah ah ah, you little bastard, I can't stand it anymore, I want to teach you a lesson..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the black aunt's hair was singed by the electricity, and she foamed at the mouth and fainted again.

It is difficult to change the habit of cursing people for more than ten years. Sometimes it is just a curse word inadvertently.

Tom returned to his room with satisfaction, took out his notebook, and planned to write down more interesting things. He felt that he was a hero and had improved people's civilized quality.

So, I licked the corner of my mouth excitedly and wrote down more forbidden words, including everything from idiots to bastards, as long as they were curses.

The notebook once again emitted invisible black mist and began to trick him into killing people. However, Tom had misunderstood the purpose of the notebook. It was definitely used to improve the quality of civilization.

【Kill...Kill...】

"There are too many robberies on the news. Otherwise, let the robbers be stunned so that the police can catch them easily."

Tom's eyes lit up and he started writing directly.

The naughty boy felt like he was acting as a hero again and went to bed with satisfaction.

The black fog on the notebook was so thick that it even turned into a skull in anger, but in the end it had no choice but to shrink back.

The notebook can only confuse others, but cannot write itself. This is its own rule and it cannot be changed.

The skull on the cover is almost deformed in pain because it can't figure out why it's so difficult to confuse a child.

If it can no longer kill anyone, it will become weaker and weaker, because only the people killed by the notebook will turn into its power. This is the source of its power, but now it can only get out and cannot enter...

The next day, he went to school as usual. Tom, who had been tricked into becoming good friends by two classmates, was happily showing off to his classmates in a low voice what heroic deeds he had done.

He added all the curse words into it, and now New York is a civilized city.

"Tom, don't you try something else?"

"What else?"

"For example, let's make you become Superman? See if this wish can be realized, or if you can gain superpowers?"

The two companions' eyes became brighter as they talked, while Tom scratched his head.

"Should...can't."

"Aren't we good friends? You really don't want to play with us."

"I'm not..."

"Then bring it over tomorrow and we can write down your wishes together. If it doesn't work, try something else and see what kind of wishes it can fulfill."

Eight or nine-year-old children are easily fooled by their classmates. Tom nodded and agreed to bring the notebook over and let them try the limits of the notebook's capabilities.

However, after returning home that night, Tom saw a funeral home's car parked in front of the neighbor's black aunt.

I came forward to inquire and found out that the black aunt was three height tall, very obese, but also talkative. After being electrocuted several times, first aid was ineffective and she died.

When I got home and turned on the TV, what was on the air was the people who had been frequently sent to the hospital due to corona in recent days, and many of them were obese people.

"I killed someone?!" Tom in the room seemed to be awake, looking at the notebook in fear.

He tore the notebook hard, trying to destroy it, but found that he couldn't tear it. Then he looked for a lighter and found that it couldn't be burned.

This time, no matter how much the notebook tempted him, he remained unmoved. In extreme fear, he took the notebook outside and threw it in the trash can.

When he went to school the next day, he silently told his two good friends about the matter and that he had thrown away his notebook. However, the two of them secretly ran to the trash can to look for it behind his back.

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[The dark spirit between matter and time]

【Please show your shadow in front of me】

【Show the power of the past】

Roger was holding a pocket watch and chanting a spell.

To find things, snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.

Many people use divination, and some people ask witches to use crystal balls. Roger uses his own method.

The pocket watch represents time, and time represents the past and the future. Of course, he has nothing to do about the future.

But for the past, some things that have happened can still be found through magic.

Of course, I only saw some incomplete pictures. For example, what Roger saw was a black skull floating in thick fog instead of a notebook.

Then the skull was thrown into the trash can by a naughty child.

This scene is about 48 hours old, but the city is so big, where can I find a trash can?!

Roger took out his phone and called George, "Hey, George, help me find someone. I'll draw a picture for you. I may have found the source."

A voice came from the phone. "Who? Luo, have you found the source? Great, I'll come over now."

Based on his impression, Roger drew an approximate location, but it looked terrible...

Soon, George rushed over and couldn't help but cover his face when he looked at the portrait Roger drew.

"Only you, a painting geek, know who he is."

Roger was calm and said, "Don't worry, isn't there a trash can here? The garbage collection location is fixed every day. You can mobilize people to take photos and show them to me. I can probably find the source."

"

George was overjoyed and said, "Okay, I'll contact our head immediately."

Although the portraits painted by Roger were too ugly, the buildings were not too crooked. The police station quickly took photos of the trash cans everywhere and sent them to Roger.

"We found it. It should be here. Let's go there. The picture I saw was a little boy. He threw the source in."

Roger and George arrived at the scene in a grand manner. There were several very ordinary houses, very ordinary in New York.

"This should be it." Roger was overjoyed. The trash can in front of him was the same as what he saw in the spell.

Kick the garbage down directly, dump it out and rummage through the cabinets.

George on the side asked nervously, "How's it going? Did you find it?"

Roger turned over and over, enduring the smell and looking for it several times, but still couldn't find it. If he had his eyes of judgment and the system, he could definitely identify it.
To be continued...