This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple's gaze could not follow that far.

But when Yuukawakami Narumi was over, he could feel the other party's request.

The person he cares about most

Just as Beichuan Temple was thinking, a cry of surprise came from behind him.

"Beichuan?! Where is it?"

Ryoko Okano stood still, looking at the scene in front of him like a Shura field, only a slight discomfort flashed through his tough pretty face.

The "police" was lying on the ground with a begging look in the eyes of Suzuki Fumi's eyes, and he kowtowed to Yoshiko Okano, while begging in a low voice: "Catch me! Please, please, get me." I did it, I did everything! Get me up quickly."

He desperately wanted to escape from Beichuan Temple.

This young man is not a person!

It's the devil, it's the devil!

Fumi Suzuki crawled towards Yoshiko Okano in pain, but when Kitagawa-dera saw it, his eyes were cold and he kicked it again.

"Beichuan"

Okano Ryoko opened his mouth and wanted to stop, but didn't know how to stop Beichuan Temple.

She could see that Beichuan Temple's mood was far less relaxed than he looked now.

and

This basement

Corpse ponds, various human organs, human bodies hanging on ferocious iron hooks like meat

If the two who lie on the ground and caused such a tragic situation are criminals, then what position does she have to stop Beichuan Temple?

As human beings should not, at least not

Beichuan Temple stopped.

His fist face was stained with the blood of Uzumaki and Suzuki Fumi, he turned his head and looked at Yoshiko Okano, then silently took out the recorder from his arms and handed it to Yoshiko Okano.

"I'm waiting for you up there."

Beichuan Temple wants to leave this place.

"Ah, good." Okano Ryoko was taken aback for a moment, and nodded after hearing Beichuan Temple's words.

She looked at the straight back of Beichuan Temple stepping up the stairs step by step, feeling inexplicably distressed.

Ryoko Okano hesitated again and again and still spoke:

"I said, Beichuan boy, after this incident is over, do you want to go to a psychiatrist to check your mental state?"

After hearing these words, Beichuan Temple only left her a side face, and replied in an unusually calm tone: "My mental state is very healthy."

There was another movement under his feet, and the last sentence slowly fell

"It's just that I'm very angry now."

Yes, Beichuan Temple is just angry, nothing more.

Who is mad at?

Suzuki Fumiya has it, Uzumaki has it, and Japan, an unfair society, may also have it.

For this, he made a decision.

The Beichuan Temple walked up step by step, and a glimmer of brilliance appeared at the entrance.

Poor Niikujo seemed to be aware of Beichuan Temple's mood. It drilled out of Beichuan Temple's neckline, and its small body pressed tightly against Beichuan Temple's face, seeming to support his approach.

"I'm fine, poor."

Beichuan Temple touched the poor head of Xijiujo.

His eyes became calmer.

Just now, everything was on the spot.

On the surface, it seems that he handed the offender to Yoshiko Okano, but in fact, Kitagawa-dera also moved hands and feet on Suzuki Fumi and Uzuki Ka.

As mentioned earlier, the basic lifeless mastery of this skill has been upgraded to the level of proficiency.

Through careful manipulation, Beichuan Temple can inject dead energy into the fragile human body through physical contact.

The reason why Shang Yuexiang and Suzuki Fumi are so cruel is not only to vent their anger, but also to inject strands of death energy into their bodies.

On a certain day, death will erupt silently.

But last month Xiang and Suzuki Fumi are living, not strictly speaking the target of Beichuan Temple.

"But so what?"

Beichuan Temple thought blankly.

He didn't know anything, and he didn't understand anything likewise, and Yoshiko Okano couldn't tell.

From the beginning to the end, it was just acting.

Again, don't think you can't act with facial paralysis.

Beichuan Temple came out of the basement, and there was noisy noise outside.

There are police officers searching everywhere.

The warning lights were also flashing.

The story of the Second Mental Hospital ends like this

Five o'clock in the morning.

"Oh, it's really choking. I finally managed to forcefully recruit the police from Ibaraki Prefecture to assist in handling the case. The search warrant is also extremely difficult to get. You kid really always causes trouble for me."

Ryoko Okano looked at Kitagawa Temple, which came out of the bank near the Second Mental Hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture, and complained.

No matter where you go, as long as there is a place where Beichuan Temple exists, big cases will happen. This is already her motto.

Hearing the words "forced levy", Beichuan Temple couldn't help but glanced at Ryoko Yamano.

This unreliable woman is not simple.

But she can sit in such a position at such a young age, saying that it is impossible without a background.

"What did you do just now?"

Ryoko Okano reached into the police car and took out a bottle of canned coffee and threw it to Beichuan Temple. Then he took out another bottle and took a sip.

Beichuan Temple opened the coffee pull ring and said without changing his face: "I sent you three million yuan."

puff

"Cough cough cough cough"

Ryoko Kono spouted a sip of coffee, coughed violently, and said, "You just asked me for my bank card number to do this?"

"This is the cost of Suzuki Fumi's inviting me to come and remove the spirits. I feel stuck with his money, so I hope you can transfer this money to someone."

"Chuling, kid Beichuan, it seems that he can always say something terrible." Ryoko Okano scratched his head, then glanced at Beichuan Temple: "Should I transfer it to Narumi Kawakami's mother?"

"almost."

After all, it is to ask Konano Ryoko, so Beichuan Temple has no idea to hide it.

Ryoko Okano took another sip of canned coffee, and then replied: "Mother Kawakami Narumi, don't worry, I will let her continue to receive Suzuki medicine. At this point, they have no right to refuse. "

When she said this sentence, she was very strong, and there was an unspeakable seriousness in her piercing eyes: "Suzuki Fumi, you can rest assured, even in prison, I won't let him live. It's too comfortable."

Ryoko Okano approached Beichuan Temple and saw him for a long time before he smiled: "Of course, I just don't know if you kid did something to Suzuki Fumi and the others."

She raised her head and yelled like venting: "I don't know anything! I don't know anything! I don't understand anything either!!!"

After yelling, Okano Ryoko laughed twice to laugh at himself again: "The police neglected their duty, I am."

In fact, she has reached a tacit understanding with Beichuan Temple.

Until now, she can understand some of Beichuan Temple's ideas.

Although Beichuan Temple did not show any extreme performance from beginning to end, the more he did this, the more likely he would do something she couldn't imagine with common sense. Okano Ryoko also understood.

But is Beichuan Temple really wrong?

Is it wrong to punish the wicked?

At this point, in order not to fall into the clichéd ‘concepts of good and evil’.

Okano Ryoko chose to maintain a neutral opinion.

She watched the white brilliance rising from the sky.

After a while, suddenly he stretched out his hand to hold the corner of Beichuan Temple.

Okano Ryoko's lips moved slightly:

"Beichuan."

"Ok?"

"Be with my sister for a while." Okano Ryoko rubbed his sleepy eyes: "Suddenly I feel tired."

"Ok."

Beichuan Temple nodded

All follow-ups of the incident were handled by Ryoko Okano, and Ryoko Okano repeatedly assured Kitagawa Temple that he would not be disappointed.

When the shady of the entire Ibaraki Second Mental Hospital was leaked out, all sectors of society were in turmoil.

The mass murder of patients on such a large scale is only to compete for the inheritance rights of the group?

All of a sudden, the major media, like wild dogs smelling the smell of meat, were dispatched one after another, and even dug up a lot of fierce materials.

The Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture is about to be closed down, and its employees are transferred to other hospitals to work.

I don’t know who exposed the story of Narumi Kawakami. When I learned that such a medically ethical graduate of Tohoku University died in the Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture, and the other party’s mother was still lying in the hospital unconscious. "Well-intentioned" people from all walks of life and the general public have expressed that they will collect donations for them.

This attitude also allowed Suzuki Pharmaceutical Group to stand up in time and said that it would follow Kawakami Narumi's wishes and provide excellent medical services to Kawakami's mothers free of charge.

But behind this, as the key figure in exposing the underworld of the Second Mental Hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture, it is said that he did not want to affect real life, so he refused the request to report.

Things unfolded vigorously, this is the hottest topic of current flow.

Even high school students are discussing these things excitedly.

Just like now

"Hmm! What happened in Ibaraki?!"

Sakurai Saaki looked at the news on the phone and showed it to the four best friends next to him.

Otomo Ai, Takigen Nanako, Sakura Mio, Kitagawa Eri.

It's the lunch break of Beijing North High School.

In this ordinary and boring daily life, the four of them sat on two close benches and chatted.

On the screen of the mobile phone that Saaki Sakurai showed, a few bold titles were written, followed by a huge exclamation mark that seemed to tear the screen.

"The second mental hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture? Is it a mental hospital or a slaughterhouse? ! ’

Scrolling down is news about the Second Mental Hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture.

"It's not energy-efficient." After Otomoai glanced indifferently, she spit out this sentence and then stopped reading it.

She just wanted to have lunch in peace, and didn't want to see these things affect her appetite.

But apart from her, Sakura Mio and Takigen Nanako both showed curious expressions.

After reading an article, Sakura Mio touched his chest with an expression of disbelief on his face: "This is too horrible, is there such a place in this world? On the surface, he is a gentle dean. As a result, It turned out to be a murderous demon."

"It's terrible." Takigen Nanako swallowed and nodded in approval.

"Really?" Sakurai Saaki took the phone back and watched the news on it, and suddenly said inexplicably: "Speaking of seeing the young man a who didn't want to reveal his real name, I thought of someone inexplicably."

"Right, right? That person should have been thought of as expected, right?"

The three of them looked at each other and said in unison with vitality: "Brother Temple!"

They looked at each other and smiled as if they had reached a consensus.

On the other side, Dayouai looked at her three best friends as if she was mentally retarded. Then she turned her head and looked at Beichuan Eri, who was unsettled on the other side, and said, "Eri, you must not care about these three. To put it simply, I am too idle, so my mental state is a bit abnormal now."

Well

Beichuan Eri reacted and shook her head gently: "I don't care about that kind of thing, love."

"Really?" Dayou loves to take a sip of the bento, and then asks: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Brother Si for a while. Has anything happened to him?"

When Dayouai asked this sentence, it attracted the attention of the other three girls. They turned their heads and looked at Xiang Beichuan Eri, also a little curious.

It is reasonable to say that Beijing North is such a big one, and you should often meet Beichuan Temple. As a result, it has been four or five days, but there is no shadow of Beichuan Temple at all.

Why doesn't this make them curious?

"Brother Temple" Kitagawa Eri was full of sadness, she sighed: "Brother Temple, I remember going out last Friday, as if to go to Ibaraki Prefecture, and I haven't come back until now. I called him. , He also simply replied to me by email, saying that he would be back in a few days."

Ok?

Ok? ? ? ?

After listening to Kitagawa Eri's words, Otomo Ai opened her mouth, and beside her, Takigen Nanako, Sakura Mio, and Sakurai Saaki also opened their mouths.

"Go, went to Ibaraki Prefecture?"

Sakura Mio's voice trembled.

"Well. What happened to Ibaraki Prefecture?" Kitagawa Eri obviously didn't hear Sakura Mio's discussion just now, so she was surprised by the overreaction of the buddies.

Sakurai Saaki showed her mobile phone to Eri Kitagawa, and her voice said uncertainly: "We were still talking about whether this curious case in Ibaraki County was related to Brother Temple."

In the end, you told us directly that Brother Si left last Saturday?

Isn't that the time when the incident was discovered?

The more they think about it, the more things are wrong, even the always calm and alert Dayou Ai is a little suspicious: "Could that young man a really be Brother Si?"

Regarding their suspicion, Beichuan Eri squinted at them with disdain, and snorted proudly: "No matter how you look at it, it's all brothers. I sneaked into the mental hospital alone and discovered a shocking secret, like this can happen. Only Brother Si can do things!"

You are not a sister, how can you understand the idea of ​​Brother Si?

Beichuan Eri is very confident.

"At this time, I think you should be worried."

Otomo Ai looked at Eri Kitagawa with a blank eye: "I just read the news, and it says that there seems to be a shooting."

"Why should you worry?"

Beichuan Eri akimbo, and said in a very sure tone:

"Brother Temple is invincible in the world, so there is no need to worry at all."

Uh

They looked at Beichuan E-li, then looked at each other again, and couldn't stop chanting in their hearts:

"The type of you who is extremely confident with your brother is also a problem."