Screenwriter Mystery

"The case that happened this time has nothing to do with the previous one."

Faced with the reporter's questioning, Yamamoto subconsciously gave an explanation.

However, his answer undoubtedly made the opposite reporter Gao Shan seize the flaw.

"That is to say, the students who died before are related to each other."

Hearing Takayama's words, Yamamoto immediately knew that he had missed his mouth, and looked at the aggressive reporter Yamamoto in front of him and said with a cold face.

"All of this is just your guess. Besides, I didn't have the same interview as you, Gaoshan reporter, if you continue, I will arrest you on the charge of obstructing the police..."

"You are abusing law enforcement."

In the face of Yamamoto's warning, the expression on the reporter Takayama's face changed a bit, but he still said firmly.

He finally seized the opportunity of the interview and found a breach. Naturally, he didn't want to end it hastily.

"No, I think it all makes sense."

"The public has the right to know, and our reporter's duty is to make the truth public."

"The truth, the Metropolitan Police Department will also tell the public after the investigation is over."

"No, you will cover up the truth..."

"That's your prejudice, reporter Takayama."

Looking at the excited reporter in front of him, Yamamoto said in a cold voice, then turned around and sat on the policeman's seat without waiting for the other party to react.

"..."

Looking at the back of the police car leaving, Gao Shan, who was standing there, clenched his fists silently.

"I will definitely expose your true colors and make the truth public!"

He did this not only for the people, but also for himself.

...

"What the **** is going on here, Yixiong?"

Island home.

Looking at the red stitches that appeared on his body, a worried expression appeared on his mother's face.

"what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor just asked me to put the ointment on, and he said that we still need to investigate to see what is going on, to see if it is some kind of rare skin disease."

Facing the concern of his family, Kojima could only relay the words of the dermatologist to them.

"skin disease?"

Approaching Kojima's body and looking at the sutures on his body, his father frowned: "It doesn't look like a skin disease at all. Could it be that your child's mother stitched it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

In the face of the child's father's suspicion, the mother's face suddenly showed an angry expression: "Why do I have to sew these things on Yixiong so well, not to mention that I work hard at home every day, and I have no time to do this. kind of thing!"

"I know it's just casual talk."

Seeing his wife's strong reaction, Kojima's father also shook his head, thinking that this should not be possible.

"I see!"

And just when the husband and wife were arguing, the silent grandfather suddenly spoke up.

"?!"

Hearing his grandfather's words, Kojima turned his head subconsciously, and saw the wrinkled face of the other party, and said with a serious expression: "This is a thousand needles!"

"Thousands of needles?"

Not only Kojima, but also his parents had puzzled expressions on the words that came out of Grandpa's mouth.

"That's right, it's a thousand-person needle. The thousand-person needle was used by mothers or wives to go to the station to sew with cloth in order to pray and protect during the war. One stitch is one person, and one thousand people are asked to sew items. Of course all of them carry a piece of fabric on them with a pattern sewn by a thousand women."

"Thousands of Needles, this is too..."

Hearing what his father said, Dad Kojima couldn't help but speak.

"The war has long since ended. Japan has been defeated and surrendered for so long, not to mention Kojima's stomach is not cloth."

"Thousands of needles used to be wrapped around the stomach, so it is not surprising that it appeared on the stomach of Kojima."

"So, is this really a thousand needles?"

After listening to Grandpa's story, Kojima looked down at the red stitches on his body.

Compared with the so-called skin disease, he believed more in the guesses that his grandfather said.

"Just, why does the Thousand Needle appear on your body?"

"As a matter of fact, your dead grandmother was very good at sewing a thousand stitches..."

Under Kojima's puzzled gaze, grandpa continued to speak, and said in a positive tone: "Maybe the thousand needles that appeared on your body were made by grandma."

"This is impossible!"

Hearing Grandpa's words, Kojima's father and mother said in disbelief.

"Yeah, Dad, why did Mom do such cruel things to her grandson!"

"No, I did this because it was my grandson. This is not to hurt the righteous bear. On the contrary, my grandmother did this to protect the righteous bear. This means that for the sake of the righteous bear, you will encounter a catastrophe, so In order to protect you, your grandma left a thousand needles on your body with a needle and a thread from the underworld... This is a kind of amulet!"

"Catastrophe!"

Facing grandpa's solemn warning, the expression on Kojima's face obviously became a little dignified.

He looked down at the crooked red stitches on his body, then looked at the serious grandfather in front of him, and asked subconsciously, "Grandpa, what kind of disaster is it?"

"How do I know what the disaster is? Ask your grandma to go!"

Kojima: "..."

...

Horikawa High School.

As the police and others left, the entire school fell into silence.

Shrinking in the corner of the corridor, Endo watched the yellowish appearance outside the teaching building, and his originally confident expression became a little suspicious.

"Perhaps, scared by his appearance yesterday, that guy doesn't dare to appear again?"

Thinking of what he did yesterday, Endo began to think like this.

However, there is another voice in his heart telling him that that guy will appear, just wait, wait.

Tangled to hide in the corner, Endo looked at the still empty shoe cabinet not far away~www.readwn.com~ The expression in his eyes gradually changed to a firm look, he had already waited for this time, and it was too late to go back now , since that's the case, it's better to stay a little longer, anyway, the result of going back is the same, and there is no shortage of scolding.

In this way, there was another ten minutes of silent waiting.

Just when Endo thought that everything was really just wasted effort, a long shadow appeared in front of the shoe cabinet in front of the dim school building.

Under the cover of the surrounding shadows, the other party stepped into the teaching building, looked left and right, then raised his head and looked at the place where Endo was hiding yesterday.

"It did appear!"

Noticing the figure's movement, Endo hurriedly shrank to the corner.

At the same time, I clenched the bag in my hand and took a deep breath.

This time, he said nothing and wouldn't let the guy run away again.

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