"Mariko, what can you tell me about Rokkasho?"
"I’m not familiar with this place, I’ve just heard there’s really delicious food here, and a particularly amazing gourmet chef, so I came."
"Do you have any clues about that gourmet chef?"
"Not really, but it’s said that eating his food makes people extremely happy and even younger. I want to be younger too; there’s something wrong with my body. I thought maybe eating his food could heal me."
"Why don’t you go to the hospital?"
"Because the doctors at the hospital... are scary, recently many doctors have been stealing people’s organs."
"Rokkasho’s hospital? Why not try another hospital?"
"Because I don’t know if other doctors might be in cahoots with that doctor."
Wen Xishu was at a loss for words.
It seems the doctor performing terrifying experiments is so notorious that people have lost faith in medical institutions?
Wen Xishu asked another question:
"Mariko, if a gourmet meal could make you younger, do you think you could afford it?"
"I could... treat that chef as a god and serve him. I could do anything."
Return kindness with revenge, huh.
So far, Wen Xishu had learned about several "them," but had almost no clues about real people.
Wen Xishu asked again:
"Rokkasho, besides you and me, along with Takahashi Fumihiko next door, are there any real people?"
Mariko remained silent for a while before saying:
Wen Xishu felt that Mariko might know something and asked:
"Think carefully, is there anyone or anything in Rokkasho that left a deep impression on you?"
After thinking for a bit, Wen Xishu added:
"Tell me, I’ll like you more."
It worked. Mariko said:
"Rokkasho... has a mage, everyone hates him. He freeloads off people and is called the Cursed Mage."
"Wherever he appears, bad things always happen. He’s the embodiment of evil in Rokkasho. All the strange rules here are related to him."
Wen Xishu suddenly realized the talismans pasted inside the room. These talismans were evident artifacts typically made by mages, priests, or monks.
He immediately became interested:
"What do you mean? Tell me in detail, my dear Mariko, you’re getting cuter and cuter."
"Quick, tell me properly, why is this mage called Cursed Mage?"
The mage was undoubtedly a key character. Wen Xishu trusted his judgment.
This person, not mentioned by the police, might be the most important.
But Mariko genuinely didn’t know what else to say.
"Dear god, let’s go to sleep."
"Oh, I’m not sleepy yet."
Mariko looked at Wen Xishu somewhat sadly.
Wen Xishu looked at Takahashi Fumihiko:
"Do you have any clues about the mage?"
"An outsider, a charlatan, freeloading and bringing misfortune. He’s always at the scene of different disasters, so people believe he’s collecting misfortune, making him a curse creator." Takahashi Fumihiko clearly didn’t like the mage either.
"Anything else? Can you give me different information? Are the talismans in this house his handiwork?"
Takahashi Fumihiko said:
"Perhaps. If they are his, you must be cautious, as they might constantly attract monsters tonight. His stuff only brings misfortune and evil."
"Other than that, I don’t know much. He’s very mysterious, people don’t know much about him. Disasters happen wherever he shows up. Not a good person."
Mariko could restrain Takahashi Fumihiko...
The two were actually at odds.
But both Mariko and Takahashi Fumihiko, these somewhat deranged individuals, unanimously said the mage was bad.
From the mouths of evildoers, someone "not good" could either be very good or worse.
It’s still unclear which category the mage belonged to.
While Wen Xishu was pondering, a new visitor appeared.
The sound of knocking.
A new choice, new challenge, new clue appeared.
Wen Xishu adjusted his state of mind, went to the door, and once again looked through the peephole.
"Hello, can I stay for two nights at most, just two nights? My dog is lost, and I’ll leave once I find my dog."
A heavily-made-up woman, as the saying goes, scummy man with foil perm, scummy woman with big waves.
This person had big waves. But it might not be a woman. There was a ribbon tied around the neck, and the voice was rather rough.
Wen Xishu immediately thought of the existence of "drug girls" or "male daughters."
"Take off your pants."
Though he had guessed who this person might be, Wen Xishu still had to verify.
But the big waves refused:
"Rude fellow, how can you treat me so crudely? That rule is meaningless. That rule doesn’t apply to some monsters. My dear heart, you don’t actually think I’d take off my pants, do you?"
"But if you want to see, you can, I’ll slowly come in and teach you how to speak to me."
The strange creatures on the island knew the rules better than Wen Xishu. Wen Xishu guessed this was the Niu Lang the police had mentioned.
This Niu Lang... was a pseudo girl.
To be honest, with so many labels and anatural appearance, Wen Xishu could imagine this person would be highly popular in such places as the Island Country, attracting men and women alike. This unique gender trait would also be a powerful weapon in the Bunker.