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"Are you sure these people's testimony is credible, Yamamoto?"

He coughed lightly, pulling everyone's attention back.

Nakamori of the police department looked at the police officer Yamamoto who revealed all this, and couldn't help but ask.

"If it's just the testimony of a single witness, it may be possible to use coincidence or the mental state of the person involved. However, not only did one person receive a call from 'Keiko Watanabe', but the other person was taken from the time capsule. In the state of being dug out, I have always maintained the posture of holding the microphone."

Following Police Officer Yamamoto's explanation, Nakamori's eyes swept over the files in his hand.

It just so happened that what was displayed on the file was the photo of Keiko Watanabe curled up in the time capsule. Looking at Keiko's shriveled appearance in the photo, Nakamori turned over this page of the file with no expression, and at the same time changed the topic from Yamamoto's mouth. More and more infiltrative content shifted away.

"Although, what Yamamoto said, there is a certain possibility."

"However, as the police of the Metropolitan Police Department, we can't push everything to the theory of ghosts and gods. There may be secrets behind Keiko Watanabe's death that we don't know about. Those calls may not have been made by Keiko Watanabe, but Someone used her name to retaliate against the classmates who bullied Keiko Watanabe, we can investigate the family situation of Keiko Watanabe and see if there are any clues..."

"Now, disband."

"Yes, sir!"

After listening to Nakamori of the Police Department, the police officers present bowed to answer.

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"If in reality, this might be a good direction to investigate."

san marino.

Seeing this scene of the Kyoto Metropolitan Police Department through the system panel, Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Unfortunately, in the script of evolution, the truth is really just ghosts and gods."

"And, all this is just the prelude..."

He left a meaningful message to Nakamori and others in the panel.

Unfortunately, it was obviously impossible for them to hear Zhao Yuan's words in the system screen.

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"Have you heard of Keiko in the time capsule?"

"Keiko in the time capsule, are you talking about the previous rumor?"

"That's not just a rumor. The news that Keiko was dug up before also attracted the progress of the police from the Metropolitan Police Department. Someone saw that they blocked the scene and took away the time capsule. However, I'm not talking about this, but about the appearance of Keiko's story in a time capsule."

"It is rumored that Keiko's real name is Keiko Watanabe. She was originally a student of Horikawa High School in the second year of Heisei. She was bullied by her classmates during her school days, so in order to get revenge on those classmates who bullied her, Keiko hid in time alone. In the capsule, she tore up everything in the time capsule, and at the same time used the phone to take revenge on those classmates who had bullied her, as long as she received a call from Keiko, that person would die the next day..."

"very scary."

"It's not just that, I heard others say that because Keiko was bullied, as long as someone picks up the phone at one o'clock in the morning and says to the receiver: 'Keizi, Keiko, can you hear my voice? ?'"

"It's true, it's not long since the whole thing happened, how come Keiko's weird talk happened so quickly?"

"I also think it's a bit strange, but I heard that someone really tried to call Keiko, and I heard Keiko's voice on the phone."

"So, are you going to call Keiko?"

"How is it possible that I haven't been bullied, so what are you calling Keiko for?"

It took only a few days for Keiko to be dug out from the Heisei 2 year class reunion.

A strange story about Keiko in the time capsule began to circulate in the municipal Horikawa High School.

All of this is naturally fueled by people with a heart.

san marino.

Zhao Yuan looked at the situation of Horikawa High School and nodded with satisfaction.

He believed that the seeds of weird talk he left in school would blossom and bear fruit in a short time.

Because, for a school, especially an ethnic group like Japan that emphasizes collectivism and suppresses the democratic characteristics of individuality, they are accustomed to selecting a non-gregarious object as a target to demonstrate the power of the collective.

These bullied people are often weak and silent.

I don't even dare to tell my parents what happened to me.

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bang, bang—

"Ino, I know you're inside, do you think it's enough to hide like this!"

In the women's toilet, he kicked heavily against the door of the toilet cubicle, and a few girls in fancy dress cursed with dissatisfaction.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude..."

Looking at the unresponsive bathroom in front of her, one of the girls in school uniform showed an impatient expression on her face.

She casually dumped the bucket full of water into the toilet cubicle. The girl clapped her hands and showed a smug smile amid the laughter of her friends.

"Haha, since you like staying in the bathroom so much, I'll satisfy you!"

After doing all this, several people walked out of the toilet contentedly.

Whether it was knocking on the door or pouring water, there was no sound in the bathroom compartment from beginning to end.

"…"

Click!

After a few minutes.

From the toilet cubicle, a girl in a wet school uniform came out.

She wiped her wet hair and returned to the class amid the surprised eyes and laughter of everyone in the corridor.

In the class, Ino saw the guys who were bullying him and looked at her with a gloating look, while the other students around had an indifferent expression.

Silently returned to his seat, no accident, the desk drawer was stuffed with garbage.

Sorting out the **** and opening the same wet textbook, Ino has become accustomed to such daily encounters.

Ino tried to control her expression so that everything seemed indifferent, but the hand holding the corner of the textbook was subconsciously clenched, showing her inner unease.

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"I'm done eating. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Aren't you going to eat more, Ino?"

At home, put down the tableware and chopsticks, Ino said something to the parents at the dining table, and walked into the room without looking back.

"Don't worry about her, you know she has a gloomy face all day long, and when she comes back, she knows she stays in the room, and she doesn't know what she's thinking."

Looking at the silent daughter, Ino's father scolded, and silenced his mother's words.

Hide into the room and bury yourself under the quilt.

Only at home, in the bed, would she not be bullied by those people.

Just curled up in the duvet silently like this, I don't know how long it has passed.

"...Keiko-san in the time capsule..."

Under the quilt, a faint voice sounded.