I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

Unlike his wife who kept crying, her husband, Tanaka, drank shochu in silence. He poured the wine one by one, and then drank it on his own, without caring about his crying wife.

Tired of crying, Tanaka's wife went back to her room to rest.

The husband, Tanaka, waited until his wife was asleep, and he began to behave strangely.

He took out a black wooden Buddha statue from nowhere, and her husband Tanaka placed the Buddha statue on his table, sat on the tatami mat, and stared at the Buddha statue intently, as if fascinated.

The quartz clock hanging on the wall was ticking. When it was around twelve o'clock in the night, Tanaka stood up suddenly. He walked to the kitchen and found a sharp kitchen knife.

Husband Tanaka held the knife like this and walked to the room where his wife was sleeping.

He stretched out his hand and tried to raise the knife high. In front of his eyes, this was no longer his wife, but a boring piece of meat—dismember this old woman!Cut off the ankles, the joints, chop off her hands and feet!Cut off the ears and nose!Get the eyeballs out!Stir bloody guts together!

A certain voice, as if lying on his shoulder, whispered softly.

Husband Tanaka seemed to be instigated, and he was completely obsessed. When he came to his wife, he quickly reached out and picked up the pillow next to him to press his wife's face. At the same time, he cruelly swung the knife in his hand.

Pats!Puff!

In the silent bedroom, blunt voices reappeared repeatedly.

Knock clang clang clang.

Knock clang clang clang.

There was a sound of blood splattering, without any struggle, the sound of stabbing the flesh with a knife continued, the kitchen knife repeatedly tore the internal organs, and the destruction continued.

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Chapter 22

　　Fang Jing woke up from his sleep. He heard the sound of the window being blown open by the wind. When he stood up, the pattering rain hit half of the window. came in and wet the table. "Participation in reading books"

He got up and went to the window, ready to close it.

Crunch-!

At this moment, he inadvertently heard something outside the door.

Fang Jing looked at the electronic clock. The time was around two or three o'clock in the middle of the night. It was so late... Could it be that her mother came back.

"That's not right. I remember that she should be working all night today. In addition to the relationship of the holiday, she should not come back until seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Since it wasn't the mother, what was the sound of the door opening?

Could it be that there is a thief in the house?

This thought made Fang Jing's heart move suddenly, and he couldn't help but push open the door of his room.

call!so cold!

He hugged his shoulders and found that the temperature in the living room was a bit low, and the door of his own house was also opened, and the cold wind from outside was blowing in eeriely. No wonder it was unexpectedly cold from the very beginning.

He walked out of his bedroom door and came to the entrance, and found that the rain outside the apartment was getting heavier. He was just about to close the door of his own house, but realized one thing, that is, there were only his own shoes on the shoe cabinet.

"Saoyue is also at home, why are only my shoes here..."

The sound of the door opening should be caused by the wind blowing the door open, but something is wrong with the shoes, and what happened last time, plus the apartment building itself is not quite right...

At this time, Fang Jing had a bad premonition in his heart. In order to verify his thoughts, he ran to the door of his sister's room.

He knocked first, but there was no answer, so he opened the door.

Sister Satsuki's room is much smaller than her own room, because it was originally a compartment for storing sundries, plus the bed and other items were placed, making it even narrower than before.

The furnishings in the room are also very simple. If it wasn't for the dolls on the bed and some girly decorations, it wouldn't be a girl's room at all.

"Damn it! There's no one in the room..."

Gaoyue's room was empty, there was no one there, the quilt on the bed was lifted, and the sheets were crumpled up, it seems that she should have been sleeping on the bed before.

Fang Jing reached out and pressed the bed sheet, and found that the quilt was still a little warm.

"It hasn't been long since I left, but there is no one else in the house, so... where did she go?"

It's the middle of the night, where else can Satsuki go?

He narrowed his eyes, feeling that things might not be that simple.

Fang Jing went back to his room and put on his coat. He planned to go out, because Gaoyue probably left his apartment.

But in the middle of the night, where could she go?

runaway?

Impossible... With her personality, she couldn't do this?

To be honest, Fang Jing doesn't like his younger sister very much, especially her character. To put it nicely, she is well-behaved and sensible. To put it bluntly, she is completely submissive.

Although Satsuki Nishizuka has been abused by her family for a long time, she did not tell outsiders, nor did she feel resentment towards her mother and elder brother. On the contrary, she will try her best to be a "good boy" who does not commit crimes in front of them—at least, She behaved normally at school and no one seemed to know that she was abused at home.

And Fang Jing feels that Xizuka Satsuki's mentality is not normal, she has fully adapted to her identity as a weak person.

Fang Jing is a person who doesn't like to sympathize with the weak. The reason is very simple. Although there are many bullies in this world, most of the people who suffer from bullying are the weak who are submissive.

Why there is this factor, the reason is very simple, because the weak do not choose to resist.The situation of Satsuki Nishizuka was even more serious. She not only lost the will to resist, but also chose to completely obey the family's bullying.

The abuse and corporal punishment of her by her mother Suzi started when her father was still alive, and she has not disclosed it to her father.She didn't say a word about her brother's oppression.