This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kamiya Miku glanced at the email on the phone first, and then handed the phone over with a slightly unsightly expression.

Beichuan Temple also noticed the face of Kamiya Miku.

Is it possible that what is brought on the mobile phone is not good news?

Beichuan Temple took the phone and scanned the message on the phone with his eyes.

‘I’m sorry that you still remember Qingjing and sent me an e-mail greeting, but he was ill recently. I’m sorry that he can’t come and reply to your message in person. I hope you can come to my house and sit down sometime. ’

Later, I said a lot in fragments. It was nothing more than Kamiya Miku's sincere greetings from their family in such a difficult time. I was very touched. If I want to be a guest at home, I am very welcome.

"Temple, what do you think?" Kamiya Mirai asked with his little head lying on the shoulders of Beichuan Temple.

"It's worth going." Beichuan Temple flipped through this not-so-lengthy mail back and forth.

From these intermittent sentences with no connection, it can be seen that the person who sent this email is definitely in a bad state of mind recently.

Some unpredictable things may have happened to Kobayashi Kiyoi after a lapse of a year.

And this may be a sequelae of having played a four-person hide-and-seek game. The other family members also hope that they will be guests in the past. It would be great to be invited.

Kamiya Miku nodded obediently, while she was editing the new email with her fingers, seemingly confident: "Then leave it to me. When will we pass tomorrow?"

"Come over at ten o'clock."

It is said that confident boys are very attractive, but Beichuan Temple feels that such a confident Kamiya will not be bad in the future.

Besides, she still helps herself.

Kamiya Miku sent the email, and after waiting for about ten minutes, a reply was returned:

‘Welcome, and I hope I don’t dislike the humble homes’

Behind that was another polite and words to inform Kamiya's future address.

Everyone is not a kid, so if you are polite, skip it naturally.

Kamiya Mirai raised his head and looked at Beichuan Temple beside him:

"It's already been arranged at ten o'clock tomorrow, Mr. Si, let's go there together at that time."

"Good." Beichuan Temple nodded.

After all, the owner of the mailbox is Kamiya Miku, and Beichuan Temple also knows that his temperament is cold and not suitable for dealing with other people. Kamiya Miku is willing to help undoubtedly the best.

However, after some delay, Beichuan Temple has not had time to read the "Lost Yuchuan".

Now finally there is time.

Beichuan Temple sat down again, putting his fingers on the side of the phone screen, next to Kamiya Miku who was curiously watching his movements.

The phone ringing suddenly rang.

Okano Ryoko?

Why did this woman call herself suddenly?

Beichuan Temple's expression moved.

He has always called Ryoko Okano. Why did Ryoko Okano contact him abnormally today?

Beichuan Temple clicked to answer.

Okano Ryoko's unusually concise voice came from the other side of the phone:

"Kid Kitagawa, Ishikawa is going to die soon."

Ishikawa is about to die?

"When did this happen?"

Okano Ryoko on the phone did not hesitate either:

"Just last night, and it's not easy to say in the death call. Come here, because it was the person you helped catch, so I want to tell you."

"Besides, Beichuan boy, haven't you always been interested in these weird things?"

"I'll be here soon." Beichuan Temple hung up the phone.

Ishikawa Kuaidou, a serial murderer, died, or did he die yesterday?

Even Ryoko Okano couldn't explain clearly how to die for a while.

Either that is enough for Beichuan Temple to make this trip.

"Wait, Mr. Temple! I want to go too!" Kamiya Miku raised his hand.

Beichuan Temple squinted: "Are you sure?"

"what's happenin?"

"This time you are still sitting in the waiting room and drinking coffee."

"Then I won't go."

When thinking of the police station coffee and the hard and cold iron bench he drank last time, Kamiya Miku couldn't help wrinkling his little nose.

In the past, I couldn't understand the details of the incident and had to sit on a cold bench. It would be better to stay at home and wait for Beichuan Temple to come back and ask him what happened.

The little girl made up her mind and said:

"I'll keep home."

"" Beichuan Temple's mouth moved, feeling that Shengu Future's sentence seems to be very problematic, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with the past, so he nodded and said calmly:

"Then please."

With this sentence left, Beichuan Temple stopped chatting and set off to the police station.

Ryoko Okano had stood in the small parking lot next to the police station and waited early for smoking. When she saw Beichuan Temple coming, she pinched her cigarette butts and stuffed it into a sorted trash bin specially set up by the police station.

After finishing this, she threw the chewing gum into her mouth again, chewing tastelessly, and beckoned to Beichuan Temple.

This woman

Beichuan Temple has no expression on the surface, but in his heart he has made up his mind to never let Okano Ryoko and Beichuan Eri meet.

Otherwise, this guy will definitely spoil his sister.

"I always feel like you are saying bad things about me in your heart." Ryoko Okano watched walking over to Beichuan Temple with weird eyes.

"I didn't." Beichuan Temple replied blankly.

Okano Ryoko glanced suspiciously up and down, and didn't bother to worry about what he thought, but stretched out his hand for him to follow.

As she walked, she said:

"I don't talk nonsense anymore, what I want to say is just like on the phone, Ishikawa is going to die soon, the way of death is very weird."

"Weird way of death? Hasn't the news reported that Ishikawa Kuaito's case is over? He should stay in jail, and there should be no other way besides suicide, right?" Beichuan Temple followed her, very rare. Said a long speech.

Yes, the case of the corpse hiding in the Lakeside Park in Ishikawa Kuaidou was closed long ago, and the Metropolitan News also rushed to report on the incident. For a while, people clapped and cheered.

However, in Japan, it is difficult to sign the death penalty, and the death penalty is particularly difficult to enforce. Therefore, even if the Ishikawa Kuaito case has been defined as a death penalty by the court, it is still locked in a hidden prison outside the metropolitan area.

"His situation is much more complicated than suicide." Okano Ryoko took a deep look at Beichuan Temple: "You'll be clear after reading it."

Okano Ryoko brings Beichuan Temple into his office.

Different from the unhealthy life style of Ryoko Okano, her desk was cleaned up and spotlessly clean. The left side was full of various papers, and the right side was the papers that had been opened and read.

"Don't touch my files." Yoshiko Okano warned, then bent over and turned on the computer.

"I know." Beichuan Temple nodded.

This point is still there in Beichuan Temple.

After waiting for about seven or eight seconds, the computer showed a simple desktop.

Okano Ryoko pinched the mouse, chewed gum, opened folder after folder, and finally clicked on a surveillance video.

"This is the surveillance inside Ishikawa Kuadou Prison last night. After you read it, you will know why I said something was wrong."

Ryoko Okano stepped back two steps, his eyes deep.

Beichuan Temple is also welcome, and sits in the seat of Ryoko Okano without saying a word.

The sharp and neat action made Okano Ryoko's mouth twitched.

This brat is still the same as before.

The video on the computer starts to scroll.

The monitoring time is 11:46 PM on Wednesday, February 6, 19th.

This is a fairly good prison, with tatami mats, it looks more than 30 square meters, and there is a toilet inside.

Ishikawa Kuato, with a cast on his calf, was lying in bed sleeping.

Kitagawa-dera still remembers that Ishikawa Kuaidou's calf was broken with a bat.

The half-month prison life not only didn't make this man weak, but it also made him feel fatter, which made Beichuan Temple feel a little ironic.

"It seems that his life in prison is far more comfortable than outside." Beichuan Temple said without looking back.

"It's better to watch the next video than to make this kind of ridicule. That's the key." Ryoko Kono glanced at Beichuan Temple.

Oh?

Beichuan Temple went silent and watched the video quietly.

In the video, Ishikawa Kuaidou just occasionally shakes and scratches his body subconsciously, nothing special.

But since Yoshiko Okano said that there is something weird, the situation must not be simple.

Beichuan Temple held his breath and continued to watch the video above.

With the weird silence, the recording time slowly came to the zero point in time.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

A weird flower screen suddenly appeared on the screen, and Ishikawa Kuaidou, who had been asleep, suddenly got up, squeezing his neck with both hands.

Ishikawa Kuato's tongue was drooping outwards, and his surprised expression could be clearly seen from the video.

Here, Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed.

Under the gaze of Kitagawa-dera Temple, Ishikawa Kuaidou's palm slowly twisted, his five fingers clenched tightly in his throat.

Even if there is no sound in the video, Beichuan Temple can imagine the terrifying and finely shattered neck crunching sound in his head.

Ishikawa Kuaito's hands didn't seem to be his own. He rolled his eyes, his face twisted, and he exhaled outward while his hands were slowly adding gravity.

finally

Ishikawa Kuato's head was broken by "him" himself.

He just lost the movement.

But even so, the hands are still twisting

In the end, Ishikawa Kuato's head was pulled off and thrown aside.

"That's it!" Okano Ryoko, who had been silent, said suddenly.

Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed, and he pressed pause with a very fast reaction speed.

Such a weird scene appeared in the video.

A white shadow like a child clings to Ishikawa Kuaito's shoulders with a hideous and terrifying face.

"This is the main reason why I said something wrong with you." Okano Ryoko said in a deep voice, "This is a suburban prison that has not been disclosed to the public."

"Then how did this kid sneak in? How did he cross the guards and come to the door of this room after sneaking in? How did he enter before and after the door of this room? Why could he be so weird after entering? Kill Ishikawa Quick Fight in a way?"

Ryoko Okano chewed the gum and looked at Beichuan Temple as he chewed: "Even materialist people can't give any reasonable explanation when they see this scene, right?"

How did that kind of killing work? What does the appearance of a child mean?

Okano Ryoko couldn't understand.

As we all know, it is impossible for a person to be suffocated to death by oneself, and for the same reason, it is also impossible to pinch oneself to death.

Beichuan Temple ignored Okano's question for the time being.

His attention was all attracted by the purple finger marks on Ishikawa Kuaidou's wrist.

Traces of blue-purple

"The Lost River"?

Beichuan Temple could not help but think of the words written in the introduction of "The Lost Yuchuan":

‘Now they’re still playing hide-and-seek, the lasting hide-and-seek will last forever. The hatred will turn into a curse of blue and purple, leading people into that cursed school’

The curse of bruising.

Does this curse refer to the marks on Ishikawa Kuaidou's wrist?

Based on this brief introduction, can it be inferred that to go to the cursed school, we need to have blue-purple finger marks? So what does the four-player hide-and-seek game mean? Is it possible that only after a four-person hide-and-seek game, will there be blue-purple finger marks?

After all, who is the author of "The Lost Yuchuan"?

Beichuan Temple was silent for a while.

In any case, the book "The Lost Yuchuan" and its author are worth investigating.

And the point of investigation is the Tsukishima family!

Beichuan Temple has not forgotten that Tsukishima Risa once mentioned it accidentally.

Her father went to participate in this house awards.

Beichuan Temple was thinking about the gap, when Yoshiko Okano suddenly put his shoulders on his shoulders.

The policewoman stared at Beichuan Temple with scorching eyes: "Kid Beichuan, you said before, you can see Yumiko, right?"

Originally, Yoshiko Okano actually didn't care what Kitagawa Temple said that day, but this time Ishikawa's battle is combined with Kitagawa Temple's weird actions all the time.

She can only draw

There are really some terrifying things in this world, and Beichuan Temple can indeed see them.

"I've told you about this before." Beichuan Temple turned around and said, "The gun you often carry is where she lives with her soul."

"Really?" Okano Ryoko's eyes flashed.

It's just that she didn't show any emotions unexpectedly, she just asked:

"This incident should also be those"

"Yeah. It seems to be related to the now-famous four-person hide-and-seek game."

Beichuan Temple nodded.

"Tsk" Ryoko Okano smacked his lips.

"You are so easy to accept?" Beichuan Temple couldn't help asking when looking at her a little resigned.

Yes, Okano Ryoko accepted his statement so easily? This is too rare.

Ryoko Okano curled his lips, scratched his head vigorously, and said:

"When you rule out all impossible situations, the rest, no matter how unbelievable, are facts."

"Holmes?" Beichuan Temple grumbled blankly.

"Originally, this is not a big deal, and I can't find a clue for the time being. I guess I will treat it as a headless case." Ryoko Yamano shrugged.

Generally speaking, when a prisoner has a problem, he is going to catch the murderer, but the murderer is already dead and exists as a spirit body. Naturally, there is no such thing as catching or not catching.

Besides, Ishikawa Kuaidou itself is a death row prisoner, and dying in prison is not a major event.