"Cursed videotape?"
It sounds delicious.
Jason’s eyes lit up.
Then, he quietly sat there, staring at the Rock Boss.
Under Jason’s gaze, the Rock Boss quickly said,
"It should be sothing like an urban legend."
"Rumor has it that there is a videotape that causes anyone who watches it to die of a heart attack within seven days. To avoid death, one must copy the videotape and give it to soone else to watch."
The Rock Boss spoke of what he knew, his eyes constantly shifting towards Jason.
He seed hesitant to speak further.
"What’s wrong?"
Jason asked.
"In the rumor... the content of the videotape includes a well and a woman in white crawling out of it."
The Rock Boss answered.
"A well?"
"A woman in white?"
Jason subconsciously thought about the content that appeared on that second-hand TV.
"Yeah."
"That’s the rumor I ntioned to you before."
"But not from the TV, but from a videotape... or maybe there’s sothing inside we don’t yet know, but it really happened."
At this, fear surfaced on the Rock Boss’s face.
After the second-hand TV he sold inexplicably broke down yesterday.
He always felt uneasy inside.
The Rock Boss thoroughly inspected every TV he sold.
This wasn’t just work ethic, but a habit he developed over nearly twenty years.
Decades of experience might not make him an inventor of electronics, but they had made him a true expert in electronics repair.
So, a perfectly good TV suddenly breaking down right before his eyes, and not due to human tampering, naturally led the elderly Rock Boss to think in certain directions.
Especially since the person who sold this TV had told such a story.
So, after leaving the office yesterday, the Rock Boss hesitated before calling a friend.
The person who sold the second-hand TV hadn’t left any contact information, but he learned so things through this friend.
In just a month, people around the seller had started dying one after another.
The seller really seed like the Reaper.
’That guy had so bizarre things happening around him.’
’Do not contact him, nor accept any gifts from him.’
This was the advice of the Rock Boss’s friend.
But the more his friend advised him, the more curious the Rock Boss beca in his fear.
He couldn’t help but reach out to another friend, who was part of so secretive circle.
’It’s definitely the ’Cursed Videotape’!’
’It is a very horrifying object!’
’Whoever watches it, will definitely die within seven days!’
’To avoid death, one must copy the videotape and let soone else watch it—to die in his place.’
The words of the two friends directly linked together.
The truth was obvious.
The seller of the second-hand TV must have co into contact with the ’Cursed Videotape’ in his desire to survive, which then led to the deaths around him.
Or maybe, that person was also tricked by soone close to him.
He was also one who received a copied videotape.
Then...
Would Jason be in danger?
Thinking of the anomalies with the second-hand TV, the Rock Boss truly didn’t sleep all night.
He didn’t want his unintended actions to harm Jason or anyone else.
Therefore, he constantly watched Jason’s ’Mask X Knife X Flesh’ office.
Only after seeing Jason leave the house,
And personally confirming that Jason was alright, could the Rock Boss truly breathe a sigh of relief.
"Did you, did you see it yesterday?"
The Rock Boss cautiously asked Jason.
"No."
Jason was very certain in his response.
Jason could see the Rock Boss’s genuine kindness.
Facing such kindness, he naturally wouldn’t argue anymore.
And seeing Jason’s certainty, the Rock Boss finally felt at ease.
"That’s good, that’s good."
The Rock Boss repeatedly said.
"Do you know where that person lives?"
"The one who sold you the second-hand TV."
Jason asked.
"You?"
The Rock Boss was startled.
"I am an exorcist, after all."
"Faced with such an incident, naturally, I am curious."
"I really want to see that ’Cursed Videotape’."
Jason said aloud, but inside, he was incredibly excited.
The ’Cursed Videotape’ wasn’t just one.
It can be copied!
Does the copied one have the taste of ’food’?
According to what the Rock Boss said, it definitely has a taste.
Then...
How many ’Cursed Videotapes’ are now copied?
Then...
How delicious was the original ’Cursed Videotape’?
Thinking of this, Jason naturally beca excited.
As for the danger?
Jason was well aware of it.
But for Jason, the least of his fears was the ’difficulty of hunting’; his fear was not finding ’food’.
The Rock Boss looked at Jason, who gave an open and honest smile.
Ultimately, the Rock Boss decided to compromise.
He wrote down an address.
"This is that guy’s address."
The Rock Boss said.
Then, after a slight hesitation, he wrote down a phone number.
"This is a contact of an old friend of mine, Jason, if you encounter any unsolvable problems, you can call him. Tell him you were referred by old Rock, and he will help you."
"He is a very capable person."
"He could be considered half your colleague."
The Rock Boss spoke and handed the piece of paper to Jason.
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