This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 437: .I don't have (4000 words)

Beichuan Temple was awakened by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

When he woke up, he took a special look at the time.

Two o'clock in the morning.

People who call themselves at this time

Beichuan Temple glanced at the contacts on the phone screen.

It was Ryoko Okano.

"" Beichuan Temple.

It should be an urgent matter for Ryoko Okano to call herself so late.

Without hesitation, he reached out and connected the phone:

"Hey?"

The solemn voice of Ryoko Okano over there came from the phone, and the iconic awe-inspiring voice was mixed with the harsh alarm bell:

"Beichuan."

"Something happened to Kokubo."

There were only two sentences, but Beichuan Temple was refreshed. He rolled out of bed and asked, "Where?"

"I have sent someone to pick you up, and it should be almost there now. This time there is something unusual about the incident."

Beichuan Temple lifted his hand to open the curtains and looked down.

A police car stopped by the door at some unknown time.

It seemed that that was the person sent by Ryoko Okano to pick him up.

"I'll be there soon."

Beichuan Temple replied while putting on a coat for going out.

"Ok."

The phone hung up at this point.

It seems that Ryoko Okano is still organizing the order at the scene, and it is the limit to be able to make time to call him.

Beichuan Temple put the phone and key in his pocket and left home quickly

The harsh police sirens sounded in the middle of the night.

This is like a gathering signal. Some social people wandering outside at night seem to have found a lot of fun, squeezing over here one after another.

Under this circumstance, the two police officers who led Beichuan Temple to get off the car quickly separated the crowd and squeezed inward.

"Report to Gangye Police! The task you have given has been completed!"

The two of them saluted Okano Ryoko, who was standing in the arena to maintain order on the scene.

Okano Ryoko turned his gaze, then nodded:

"Yeah. Thanks for your hard work. I need some manpower to maintain order. I will ask you both when that happens."

"Yes!"

The two police officers retired in full discipline, and for a while, only Beichuan Temple was next to Ryoko Okano.

"Beichuan Boy" Yoshiko Okano looked at the Beichuan Temple in front of him, opened his mouth weakly, and then waved his hand as if giving up something to say: "Forget it, I'll take you in and take a look."

"Ok."

Beichuan Temple nodded, then raised his head and glanced at the apartment building in front of him.

This is a very ordinary residential apartment building, which is considered to be a mid-to-high rise building.

But for some reason, those yingying flashing lights gave Beichuan Temple an indescribable feeling of coldness.

Ryoko Okano walked inward with Beichuan Temple.

During the period, she also met several police officers. After greeted them one by one, she finally took Beichuan Temple into the apartment building.

As soon as he entered the apartment building, Beichuan Temple smelled the rich **** smell and stink in the air.

But Ryoko Okano is well-informed and has experienced many battles.

I have seen so many murderous cases before, and of course I will not be shaken by this **** smell.

Smelling such a smell, Okano Ryoko just frowned, and then quickly brought Beichuan Temple to the source of the **** smell.

In front of an elevator.

At this time, the elevator door was wide open, and several police officers who were conducting sampling investigations were busy inside.

"You should be able to see you standing here while still working inside," Okano Yoshiko said calmly.

"Well, I can indeed see it." Beichuan Temple nodded.

Standing at his angle facing the elevator, he could just see the tragic scene inside.

The polished metal surface inside the elevator was now splashed with blood.

The hideous, scarlet lines bursting out from all over showed the terrifying death of those who were hit.

Beichuan Temple looked down.

Underneath, was a man with yellowish hair.

His tongue was drooping out of his mouth, and his bloodless face turned toward the elevator side, making an expression of staring at the people outside the elevator.

But it is not quite correct to say that it is staring.

Because there were black iron cones firmly inserted in his eye sockets, he couldn't see his eyes at all.

Naturally, there is no such thing as the word ‘stare’.

The black surface of the iron cone was stained with blood and other colloidal liquid, and it looked dirty.

Under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple, Okano Yoshiko's explanation sounded just right.

"After a simple inspection, Kokubo Hayato had multiple sprains on his body. From this, it can be inferred that he should have been struggling violently when he died, and the cause of his death was the two iron cones."

Ryoko Okano stretched out **** and made eye-opening gestures: "How about inserting the hammer directly into the eyes of Hayato Kokubo when he was still alive, entering through the eyes, and then out of the back of the head? This kind of death Does the Fa have a sense of insight?"

"indeed."

Beichuan Temple groaned.

The death method of Hayato Kokubo is basically the same as that of Kaoru Yasui and Nao Kizutsu, except for the different parts.

"Except for this, I will tell you another piece of news that only the insiders know." Yoshiko Okano glanced at the Hayato Kokubo who had been dead for a long time, and said:

"Kokubo Hayato's death time was around twelve o'clock in the evening, but his body was only found at two o'clock."

Okano Ryoko touched her cigarette case, but considering that Beichuan Temple was right next to her, she gave up this action and continued: "However, during this period, the elevator is still being used."

"The elevator is still being used?" Beichuan Temple frowned.

Others are not blind, and the dead body cannot be seen in front of them.

And leaving aside the corpse, the screams of Hayato Kokubo are always audible, right?

This kind of direct insertion with an iron cone into the eyeball, how painful it is, does not need to be said?

But in fact the body was found at two o'clock in the morning.

During this period the elevator is still in use as usual

To cause this, it can only be

Beichuan Temple squinted his eyes, and the voice said calmly:

"The body disappeared from the elevator between twelve o'clock in the evening and two o'clock in the morning."

Okano Ryoko shrugged and added:

"In fact, it is more accurate to say that the time when Kokubo's body disappeared should be around 8 o'clock in the evening. He first circled the stairs, then returned to the elevator, and then entered the elevator alone. That is the time. The internal monitoring of the elevator lost its function, everything became dark, and we could no longer see anything. Then the elevator monitoring returned to normal at 12 o'clock in the evening, and there was nothing in the elevator including blood stains."

"Then at two o'clock in the evening, the monitoring again failed for a moment, and then the corpse appeared in the elevator out of nowhere, and then the residents here found the corpse in the elevator and called the police. "

Speaking of this, Okano Ryoko's face showed an intriguing expression.

No wonder she showed this expression.

After all, the time between the failure of the monitoring and the disappearance of the body is too coincidental.

Is there any kind of person in this world who kills people and makes a special trip to move their bodies back?

And even if there is such an idle murderer, how can the blood in the elevator be erased?

"The only slightly more reasonable explanation is that the killer used hallucinogenic and coma drugs to stun Okubo Hayato, and tampered with the monitoring in advance. During the period when the monitoring failed, he moved out of the stunned Okubo, and then went back again. When I arrived at two o'clock, I brought the body back and killed it with an iron cone, but then Kokubo's death time would not be right again."

Okano Yoshiko waved his hand speechlessly.

She really didn't know how to investigate this kind of inexplicable murder and how to start from there.

And the way of death of Hayato Kokubo is so similar to Nao Kizutsu and others

It doesn't seem like an ordinary coincidence.

In the expression of Ryoko Okano, a ray of black air passed through Beichuan Temple's eyes.

With the blessing of lifeless vision, Beichuan Temple saw something unusual in the elevator.

It was a strand of resentment entangled in jet black.

Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered, then he looked at Okano Ryoko and said with certainty: "That thing did do it."

"Really." Ryoko Okano smacked his lips.

She thought something was wrong, but

Sure enough, the resentful spirit is at fault.

I really don't know what's wrong.

As long as there are cases involving Beichuan Temple, these strange things will always appear.

It is as if Beichuan Temple is a high school student who is surrounded by death.

Thinking of this, Yoshiko Okano stretched out his hand to take out the gum box from his pocket, poured a few pills into his mouth, and then said as if thinking of something:

"By the way, there is one more thing to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Before the corpse died, I pressed the four floor buttons on the elevator operation panel in a row. I don't know what happened. Just tell the Beichuan boy."

She chewed the gum and said word by word: "2, 4, 1, 8, these are the floor buttons that the other party pressed."

"2418?" After hearing this number, Beichuan Temple's eyebrows frowned.

This number seems familiar?

Beichuan Temple took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened his own urban ghost talk homepage, and then looked at a private message in the private mailbox.

"The strange talk of elevators and other worlds".

‘According to rumors, when you enter the elevator at 8:4 in the night, and then press the floors in the order of 2418 in the elevator, the elevator you are in will take you to another world. ’

‘As for what is in that world and what has happened, then it’s not known. Because at the beginning of the first step into that world, you have completely cut off contact with the outside world, and what is waiting for you may be the ending of being eroded by the unknown fear. ’

"The strange talk of elevators and other worlds" Beichuan Temple murmured to himself.

Not only is it related to this strange story, but more importantly,

He raised his head to look at Okano Yoshiko and asked, "I remember Nao Kisaragi lived with Hayato Kokubo for a while, right?"

The sudden question of Beichuan Temple made Okano Ryoko stunned, and then she confirmed: "I lived for a while."

"Then what is the room number they live in?" Beichuan Temple asked without hesitation.

Okano Ryoko was silent.

She probably understood the meaning of Beichuan Temple.

Okano Ryoko first asked Beichuan Temple to wait, then took out her own mobile phone.

She used her mobile phone to access the police-specific web page for information retrieval, and then retrieved the information about Nao Kizutsu, and then raised her head: "It's room 2418."

Does the number 2418 have such a meaning?

Okano Ryoko didn't expect it at all.

Her voice was slightly surprised: "But how did you associate Beichuan with this number?"

There is only one line of comments on the data. It would be an exaggeration to say that Beichuan Temple just read it and memorized all the data.

With her expression like this, Beichuan Temple also explained to her in a constant voice and color: "The resentful spirit is originally a thing manifested by the distortion of human obsession, and its nature is very simple.

"And in everyone's obsessions or misses, there are many things worth worrying about. The number 2418 represents that Nao Kizutsu and Okubo once lived, and this may become the main spiritual caller. the way."

After speaking of this long series of idealistic theories, Okano Ryoko felt as though she was listening to a monk chanting. She could only say "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhh :

"Oh, oh, it turned out to be so, I already fully understand."

"" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took a deep look at her, and didn't bother to pay attention to her extremely perfunctory answer.

"Ahem." Gangye Ryoko obviously felt Beichuan Temple's gaze, she coughed slightly and said with a little embarrassment:

"In short, as long as you don't press the number 2418, you won't be attracted to resentful spirits, right? In this case, you don't have to press Beichuan deliberately."

Okano Yoshiko, who was about to continue speaking, paused.

Because she clearly saw the face of Beichuan Temple

There was a little more eager look?

what is this?

Okano Ryoko opened his mouth, and looked a little surprised: "Beichuan? You don't want to take risks, do you? Are you going to press the 2418 button?"

Beichuan Temple looked away and said blankly: "I don't have one."

"Before you say this, can Beichuan, your face look at me and talk?"

Okano Yoshiko's mouth twitched.

"I didn't." Beichuan Temple was unmoved.

"Surely you want to press it? Beichuan. Answer me honestly."

There were blue veins on Okano Ryoko's forehead, and his tone was not good.

Under the tone of Ryoko Okano, Beichuan Temple turned his head.

He still has that kind of unchanging appearance, and his voice doesn't sound fluctuating either:

"I have a little thought. But only a little bit."

""Ryoko Okano.

Have a little thought?

Are you sure you have a billion points of thought?