Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

How about trying fright therapy?

One tap and the memory is lost; two taps and it's restored—a common trope.

He really had no other choice; he couldn't very well perform a shamanic dance on the spot.

Following his heart's desire, he released his grip, allowing the captured culprit to slowly rise.

One hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters.

He thought it should be higher to be scary and exciting.

It rose straight up to a height exceeding that of a high-altitude helicopter skydive, with no end in sight.

As the buoyancy was released, the girl plummeted from a great height.

He looked up, staring intently at the falling figure, quickly weighing the impact force and calculating the data in his mind.

Bai Weiran's action turned out to be a lucky accident.

The witch Bekoxin is indeed not afraid of heights.

But can that magical world compare to the altitude of a real skydive?

In her memory, the height she flew was at most a few hundred feet.

The ancients thought Red Hare was incredibly fast, but looking at it in modern times, it's only 70 or 80 kilometers per hour, which is faster than even a motorcycle.

Times are progressing—

These days, ordinary modern people can fly into the stratosphere.

She was calm and collected at first, but as the altitude increased and she passed through the clouds, her smile started to look off.

She plummeted violently, her face turning deathly pale. Before she could scream, her consciousness fled.

Actively sever the connection with fragments of personality.

Only pitiful Kenong was left. As soon as she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, she saw a frantic fall and screamed in fright.

"what!!!!!"

As soon as the consciousness control was cut off, the girls floating around Bai Weiran also woke up, found themselves floating in mid-air, and screamed loudly.

"what!!!!!"

Bai Weiran: ...? That's so effective?

The girl in the special class sat up instantly, her face pale and panting.

How dare he? How could he possibly dare?

How dare you treat me like this, man?

Bai Weiran hadn't intended to cause trouble, but unexpectedly found himself caught in the crossfire.

He was surrounded by girls, but he didn't bother to comfort or pat the girls who were crying from fright.

Gazing at the setting sun completely sinking below the horizon on the rooftop, I fell into thought—

He always felt that the platform should pay more money for this.

Xx

Today's update, yanderes! (='▽｀)ゞ

Chapter Thirty-Six: Thank you for your help.

【…………Huh? What did you say? (((?Д?)))】

[Mr. Weiran - Has he encountered a possession incident?]

Bai Weiran held his phone, head down, typing.

No, I meant a suspected case of possession.

Wait a minute, let me check—

[...According to data reports, possession incidents generally occur in Xianxia (fantasy/martial arts) worlds, with a probability of less than 3.62% in other worlds. Moreover, possession usually only occurs when someone reincarnates in a Xianxia world.]

[Various transmigration and rebirth events can occur in multiple worlds, potentially bringing memories, talents, and techniques from the previous world to the next. This is entirely possible.]

Bai Weiran remained silent for a long time.

[...Given my current mission situation, does such a person even exist?]

Based on previous data, there are none. ヾ(?д?)ノ However, there are some special cases that we simply cannot identify.

Just as Bai Weiran was about to ask what to do if the problem couldn't be found, he saw Ga Ga rattle off a series of familiar operations, throwing out four business solutions.

He slowly typed out a familiar question mark.

[Besides the case of a yandere girl running away, our platform can also provide assistance during your tasks—simply pay points to have an inspector visit your task for review, with the speed of dispatch depending on the severity of the issue.]

Ah! But... (?Д?щ)

But what?

[No one has ever been as reckless as Mr. Wei Ran, accepting one hundred missions at once. Our assistance fee is calculated per person... We charge one hundred people for each mission we provide assistance in. Is Mr. Wei Ran willing to accept this?]

【………】

My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but the money that's already halfway into my pocket must never be taken away.

Paying more money is out of the question; spending more money is the only viable option.

Which company did they copy that wage recovery plan from?

He said he needed to think about it some more, closed the conversation, put away his phone, and leaned back in his chair.

He carefully reviewed the rooftop scene in his mind.

The girl jumped over the railing, pounced on him, raised an eyebrow, and gave a sly smile.

You're helping them in your own way, and I'm helping them in mine.

He opened his eyes, opened his personal shop on the platform again, and browsed through the items he could use.

Heaven helps those who help themselves.

Xx

Snow-white fingers flew across the piano keys.

As the black and white piano keys danced, the pink fingertips seemed like graceful sprites.

She lowered her head, her flaxen green curly hair flowing like clouds around her cheeks, exuding a serene and gentle aura.

There were two knocks on the door.

She stopped what she was doing, looked at the door with a puzzled expression, and saw the masked youth casually open it.

A glint of brilliance flashed in Bei Kexin's eyes.

"...Did I disturb you?"

She bit her lip and shook her head.

Would you mind if I listened?

She shook her head again.

Bai Weiran then sat down calmly.

He pulled up a chair and sat down about five or six steps away.

Only the lamp above the piano was lit in the room, casting a warm, yellowish light.

When the song ended, she looked over, her eyes filled with unease and a desire to spy.

"Never heard of this before, what song is this?"

“The green piano,” she said.

"It means the sound of a piano coming from the forest."

He gave an "oh" and didn't reply. The girl waited for a while, her fingers moving across the piano keys, and after a long while, she looked at him cautiously again.

"...Counselor Bai, is there any piece of music you'd like to hear?"

"Can you play anything?"

"Give me some direction, and I'll give it a try?"

Bai Weiran laughed.

“Then I want music that’s perfect for sunset.” He slowed his speech, watching her reaction as he described it in detail.

"A red sun rises on the horizon, and the setting sun gradually sinks below the horizon, floating and sinking, music that is suitable for such a scene."

Unfortunately, he didn't notice anything unusual.

The girl tilted her head and blinked, revealing a shallow dimple smile.

"I'm not sure if it will work, but I'll try my best."

Bai Weiran clapped enthusiastically, watching as she put her fingers back on the piano keys. The music filled the room, its soothing melody creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a sunset and the passing of time.

He picked up his phone and tapped it lightly.

[System Notification: Your "Veteran Detective" criminal investigation filter has been turned off]

[While the filter is active, you will possess the eagle eye of a 20-year veteran detective, able to see everything clearly, track every word and action of criminals, and not miss even the smallest clues—5 hours, 36 minutes, and 19 seconds remaining.]

There was nothing unusual about it.

It seems this one also failed.

Today, as he walked along the path, he appeared to be making his usual rounds, but when he encountered a young girl on the way, he asked her a question in a seemingly casual manner.

Just use a few keywords to provoke people.

The setting sun, the rooftop, and the words spoken to him by the girls who seemed to have been possessed in turn.

They checked eleven people along the way, observing their reactions, but all their efforts were in vain.