This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

An odd scene happened.

The tired woman Nikubuchun did not attack Beichuan Temple, but stood behind Beichuan Temple.

From her distorted and terrifying face, Kamizumi Makie could also see a strong desire to attack.

but

"??? Why didn't you attack us?" Kamizumi Maki opened her mouth and spoke in a rather uncomprehending manner.

"Because she knows that it's useless to attack." Beichuan Temple didn't have Hibachi Spring, but looked at the iron barrel in front of him.

Yes it is.

You can’t fight, you can’t kill, and you can’t do anything to Beichuan Temple when you pull into the dream. She can only appear in front of Beichuan Temple and God in Makie, Nishikujo, and watched this man and two ghosts do whatever they want. .

Uh

The God-resident Maki-e was choked by Beichuan Temple's words.

Is there such an operation?

But thinking about it, it was really like this. She had nothing to do with Beichuan Temple, so she could only watch her and others act.

What else can I do? Go up and continue to die?

Nishibuchun was wronged like a ghost of eight hundred jin, and he did not dare to approach his corpse for half a step.

But Beichuan Temple did not buy this account at all.

Now that the corpse of Hibachi Haru has been found, Beichuan Temple will naturally not be merciful. As long as the dead spirit is used to clean the corpse of Hibachi Haru that was haunted by resentment, the tired woman Hibachi Haru will completely disappear.

After Hibuki Haru disappeared, he handed over the body to Yoshiko Okano again, and his mission this time was completed.

And just as Beichuan Temple was about to reach out and put his hands on the surface of the iron barrel to instill lifelessness into it, Haruboumi's hands stretched out from one side.

She did not attack Beichuan Temple and knew that it was meaningless.

Qingbai's deformed and twisted hand was holding a thick resentment.

Beichuan Temple glanced at Nishibeichun.

Nishibetsubu also looked at Kitagawa Temple.

In this mass of resentment, all the resentment of Haru Hibukibe against Moto Tsuchiya flashed.

Her meaning is very simple.

She can give up other people, but Moto Tsuchiya must die in her hands.

Haru Shibube stared at Beichuan Temple, planning that if Beichuan Temple disagreed, she would use the grievances she had accumulated to fight Beichuan Temple desperately.

Under her gaze, Beichuan Temple's expression naturally accepted the resentment.

There is no hesitation.

This is not because Beichuan Temple compromised in the face of threats. But because Beichuan Temple is not a Virgin.

It is impossible for him to go out of the way for the life and death of Tsuchiya Yuan, a scum sentenced prisoner.

If this is the fulfillment of the last wish of Hibashibeharu, it will not be a big problem to accept it.

After all, Tsuchiya Yuan died a month early or a month late, for Beichuan Temple personally, it is not difficult to decide.

Seeing that Beichuan Temple accepted this grievance, the distorted body of Haru Hibachi also shook slightly, turning into black grievance in the air, and got into the abandoned oil barrel.

"Let's get started." Beichuan Temple put his hand on the oil barrel, and a wave of lifeless air surged into it through various tiny gaps in the cement.

The resentment was driven out by the death breath, and squeezed out like water vapor from the various holes in the circular cement pillars that are invisible everywhere.

It is especially easy to solve the matter later.

After eliminating Haru Nishibetsu, Kitagawa Temple called Ryoko Okano and asked her to send someone to recover Haru Nishibetsu's body.

This can be regarded as returning the favor of Ryoko Okano, and the credit must be counted on her again.

The next step is a set of familiar procedures.

Kitagawa Temple explained how to find the corpse of Haru Nishibetsu in the interrogation link.

After all these links are over, it will be very late.

Kamiya Miku and Yoko Nakano have been sent back to their respective homes by Yoshiko Okano.

In her words, "Beichuan boy is here with me. I will definitely not let him suffer. Don't worry."

When everything was over, Beichuan Temple was once again in the car of Gang No Ryoko.

Okano Ryoko glanced at Beichuan Temple, raised his hand and threw the chewing gum that he had been chewing over: "Let’s eat some, have you gotten it until now, haven’t you eaten? It’s estimated that it will take more than an hour to drive, so you can fill in some with this first. Stomach, we will go to meet the person you want to meet next. After seeing the person, we will take you to eat delicious food."

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple replied, pouring out two pieces of chewing gum and stuffing it into his mouth to chew.

When he was chewing on something without expression, he felt as if he was chewing on a block of wax, and even Ryoko Okano was grinning.

She didn't bother to talk about Beichuan Temple, but just turned the key and started the police car, mixing into the traffic like a flexible fish.

One person was sitting in the main driver and focused on driving, while the other person was sitting in the passenger seat, pouring out chewing gum from time to time and chewing blankly.

This certainly looks strange.

Okano Ryoko originally drove the car, but suddenly asked:

"To be honest, it's already this time, Beichuan, what do you want to do when you see Tsuchiya Genichi?"

"" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple thought for a while: "Let's find him to solve some things."

"Solve some things" Yoshiko Okano turned his head to the side, and then turned to look at the vehicle in front: "This time it was because you found the corpse of Haru Hibachi, so you made an exception to take you to see Moto Tsuchiya to tell the truth. It's not that you solved this mess, it is still very difficult for us to see Tsuchiya Yuan."

She speaks a little headlessly, which makes people do not understand what she is trying to express.

"So what?" Beichuan Temple raised his head.

"I don't know what you want to do, and I won't intervene. Of course, I might not know what you will do." Yoshiko Okano shrugged and diverted.

Beichuan Temple put the gum back, and said slightly, "Thank you."

Okano Ryoko is also a shrewd woman. She naturally understands that Beichuan Temple went to Tsuchiya Yuan not to talk to Tsuchiya Yuan, which is meaningless.

Beichuan Temple is such a person, he will not suddenly take meaningless actions.

Then why does such a person suddenly want to see Moto Tsuchiya?

The answer is clear to both people.

"Remember your good sister Liangzi."

Ryoko Okano teased, chewing gum, and continued to drive away.

The place they went was a remote prison.

Ryoko Okano showed the application, took out his police officer ID, and talked with the police for a long time before coming back, and said with ease: "It's done, I'll see Tsuchiya Motoya later."

As she said, she still showed a look of nostalgia: "Hey, when I received this case, I was really a little dazed. After all, the kidnapping of a girl for 40 days is not a good thing to face the social impact. I was just a rookie at the time, and I almost didn't beat that Tsuchiya Gen."

Okano Ryoko sighed.

Beichuan Temple glanced at her and didn't say much, just followed the police officer who came out to lead the way.

Two people were taken to a small room.

There is a piece of interrogation glass in the middle, and there is only a chair in the opposite direction.

Less than three minutes after Okano Ryoko and Beichuan Temple sat down, the door over there was opened, and two police officers escorted a middle-aged man in.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a prisoner's uniform and handcuffed with his hands. He was escorted directly to a chair with a casual face.

It is Moto Tsuchiya.

He did terrible things in the past, but he is still alive and well.

Japan’s laws are also very miraculous, letting such a murderer go on living.

His noisy voice spread through the sound-transmitting hole: "I've said it all, I won't tell you anything about Nishibetsubu Haru, you will die of this heart. I"

"You see, this guy has always been like this." Ryoko Okano looked at Beichuan Temple, as if wondering what he could do to shake such a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

Moto Tsuchiya was notoriously uncooperative and refused to explain everything anyway.

Beichuan Temple just put his mouth close to the microphone and said a name: "Yako."

The originally careless Tsuchiya Yuan's movements stopped. His eyes widened and he looked unbelievable: "Boy, what did you just say?!"

"Nagako. To be precise, it is Ueno Ueno. She is your first love, but she seems to have cheated all your family property away without saying goodbye."

Beichuan Temple said like a few treasures.

These things are actually on the resume of Moto Tsuchiya, but the police are no better than Beichuan Temple, able to see the illusory dreams constructed by the tired woman Niskubu Haru, and can break free.

"You shut up! Bastard!"

Moto Tsuchiya hit the thick glass, and the old face of the middle-aged man squeezed directly on the glass, looking crazy and hideous.

Beichuan Temple turned a deaf ear to his ears, and his expressionless face was a bit more sarcasm:

"You met Nagiko Ueno fifteen years ago, and you spent a lot of money on her. You thought the other person loved you, but you didn't expect that after she got almost three-quarters of your fortune, she turned around and fell into the arms of others."

Yes it is.

Tsuchiya Gen's grandparents and two elderly people have left a good family business for Tsuchiya Gen. Although not to mention making him rich, there is no problem in living a stable life.

However, Moto Tsuchiya invested all of his fortune because of a woman who had known him for less than a year.

In one morning, Naoko Ueno disappeared silently, and Moto Tsuchiya's life was also embarrassed for an instant.

He was initially in an unstable mental state, and after that he drank for a long time, relying on family relatives to support him.

"Stop talking! You shut up!" Tsuchiyamoto was suppressed by the two police officers and wailed a few times.

That is the history he absolutely does not want to face, and it is the deepest scar he hides.

Why would Beichuan Temple know?

Regardless of Beichuan Temple, his voice was indifferent:

"It just so happens that Nagiko Ueno looks similar to Haru Nishibetsu at Ochanaki High School. Every time you watch her go to school and after school, your heart is gradually filled with anger and jealousy. Finally, in one day, to the alone Haru Nishibetsu Started."

"do not talk!"

Moto Tsuchiya shook his chair so loudly.

He slammed his head against the table in front of him frantically, begging: "Stop talking! No matter what your question, I will answer, please stop talking! By the way, you don't want to know your body."

"The corpse has been found, so I won't bother you for the moment." Beichuan Temple sneered: "When Mr. Tsuchiya first came out, didn't he intend to explain everything?"

"I" Moto Tsuchiya's face turned pale.

His head hit the corner of the table directly because the police officer was not paying attention, and his blood was flowing.

But it was not pain that made him show this expression, but Beichuan Temple's intention to continue speaking.

Regardless of Beichuan Temple, continue to speak.

He was not clear about the forty-day case process, but he knew all the information about the pseudonym Ueno Naoko.

After all, the first thing Tsuchiya Gen was deceived was to ask the police for help. At that time, some information about this woman was kept in Tsuchiya Gen's file.

It just so happened that the materials that Yoshiko Okano gave to Kitagawa Temple also contained information about the woman Ueno Nagko, and Kitagawa Temple figured out the reasons for it in an instant.

Moto Tsuchiya's motive for killing was simple.

Because the appearance of Haru Hibokube and Nakiko Ueno are similar, Moto Tsuchiya himself has hatred and love for Nakiko Ueno.

In addition, Moto Tsuchiya's mental state was really unstable, so he started on Haru Hibuki.

The reason why Haru Hibuki was not killed directly was because Moto Tsuchiya wanted to torture her, wanted to vent his grievances, and let his distorted mind get a sense of relief from being alive.

The former'lover' was locked up by herself and tortured constantly, no matter how she begged, there was no way

Why doesn't this make him happy?

Speaking of the end, Tsuchiya Yuan has gone from being domineering at the beginning, falling softly on the chair and turning into a puddle of mud.

He looked forward with his eyes blankly, and muttered to himself: "I just kept wondering why it was me? I obviously loved her so much and sold most of her belongings. She said she wanted to live elsewhere. I’m already trying to find the address of my new home."

Moto Tsuchiya was full of regret, and covered his face in pain with his hands, as if he had been countless times old: "I, why am I always so unfortunate?"

"Really? I don't think you have anything worthy of others' sympathy." Beichuan Temple's voice was not emotional at all.

"A murderer is just a murderer. It's useless to add more scenes to yourself. If you really have a conscience, you won't be able to torture the lower part of Japan for 40 days."

"By the way, Nagiko Ueno is living very well now. She doesn't miss you at all. I don't think anyone will sympathize with a death row prisoner."

Beichuan Temple finished the last words and stood up.

Don't miss me at all. Don't miss me at all? ? ?

Moto Tsuchiya screamed in pain. He squatted in front of the glass again and shook his head frantically: "No! Impossible! I don't believe it! I definitely don't believe it!"

Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed, and the resentment under his hand passed directly through the glass and shot into Moto Tsuchiya's arms.

After doing all these things, Kitagawa-dera took two steps back and watched Tsuchiya Yuan being pulled back into his seat again, nodding expressionlessly: "Yes, I haven't actually met Nagiko Ueno nor talked to her. "

"Then why are you?"

Moto Tsuchiya was taken aback, his mouth opened wide.

"I lied to you. In fact, most of what I told you just now was compiled by me based on the pseudonym Ueno Naoko."

Beichuan Temple answered without hesitation.

I lied to you.

Embarrassment, shame, anger, irritation, these emotions mixed, so that Tsuchiya Yuan blushed, and looked at Beichuan Temple resentfully: "I want to kill you! I must become a resentful spirit and kill you!!!"

For his threat, Beichuan Temple just nodded:

"Then wait until you become a resentful spirit before you come to me."