This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kamiya Miku wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, and then looked inside again.

The corpse wrapped in muddy water and plasma still lay quietly in place, and did not disappear after rubbing his eyes as Kamiya Miku thought.

Kamiya Miku regained his gaze and took a deep breath.

She didn't scream like ordinary girls. On the contrary, she thinks that she should be as quiet as she can be at this time, so as not to lead the murderer who might still be staying nearby.

She sorted out her thoughts first.

First of all, this is a very hidden corpse hiding place, besides her, there is another murderer who knows.

Looking at the current situation, the murderer probably didn't know that this place had been exposed.

But who is the murderer?

In the future, Kamiya did not direct all the spearheads at Beichuan Temple.

After all, there is no decisive evidence, she can only say that the doubts seem to point to Beichuan Temple

Kamiya Miku thought about it for a long time, and his beautiful eyes shone with interest.

Came here alone in Beichuan Temple, with the female corpses in the cold storage, all of which makes Kamiya feel excited for a long time in the future. Isn't this the bridge for the detective or the detective in the game to investigate the incident alone?

The handsome protagonist makes a declaration like "There is always only one truth".

That’s right, she alone is a good opportunity to get ahead

So Kamiya Miku clapped his hands and nodded.

Well, call the police.

Although it is a pity, the detective game can only be played here. Kamiya is not so arrogant that she feels that a little girl who has no power to help solve this whole incident.

"Speaking of where did the guy from Beichuan Temple go? He walked here alone, it doesn't seem like accident." Kamiya Mirai muttered to himself, turning his head vigilantly to look at it. The surrounding environment.

As long as the wind blows the grass, she will take the two snow-white slender thighs to escape, without giving Beichuan Temple a chance.

As long as the wind blows

Bang.

The swinging head of Kamiya Miku collided with someone's body. She looked up, just to meet the calm and indifferent eyes of Shang Beichuan Temple.

"Ha ha ha ha ha" Kamiya Mirai subconsciously showed a cheerful smile.

She is clearly confident in her tracking technology.

Quiet

The Beichuan Temple standing in front of him was stained with blood, and he was carrying a bag wrapped in a blue transparent garbage bag in his hand.

If Kamiya Miku is right, it should be a piece of meat glued together with quicklime.

It is densely packed with pieces of meat made up of women's arms.

However, Kamiya Miku unexpectedly did not show any panic. On the contrary, she still held her arms with interest, and said without changing her face:

"I want to ask student Beichuan a question."

"ask."

Beichuan Temple’s voice sounded as cold as ice, and simply spit out a single word, without even shaking his eyebrows.

This classmate is too cold.

If someone continues to blow the air in Kamiya Miku’s ears, saying that Beichuan Temple is a pervert who steals underwear from a soft-footed shrimp, Kamiya Miku must take off the silk stockings he is wearing and put it into the other party’s mouth.

You call this the perversion of stealing stockings?

Isn't this a cold-blooded murderer? !

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, Kamiya Mirai kept smiling and said:

"Then, I will take off all the underwear and underwear I am wearing and give it to you. Can you spare my life?"

Beichuan Temple did not express any opinions on the other side's bold remarks, but looked up and down Kamiya's future.

A clean black hair was shed, and a brown plaid scarf covered half of her face, but looking at her big bright eyes, she should be a rare pretty girl. She was tightly wrapped in the white coat, and the navy blue mid-short skirt swayed, revealing the thick black stockings underneath. She stepped on a pair of hazel boots with long and straight thighs, and the whole person was dressed beautifully.

But Beichuan Temple didn’t care about this. He threw the corpse of his arm aside and clapped his hands:

"you know me?"

"? Beichuan student, this question is a bit intriguing." Kamiya Mirai's mouth twitched.

Anyway, she didn't think she could beat Beichuan Temple, and it seemed that the other party was not interested in her body.

The situation is so bad, she just started to let herself go, and said casually:

"Student Beichuan, the question you want to ask should be who still doesn't know you at Jingbei High School? After all, you are a famous underwear thief in Jingbei."

"" Beichuan Temple.

Lingerie thief? The predecessor did such a thing?

Beichuan Temple remained silent and stared at Kamiya Miku Qiaoxiao Yanran's eyes.

He has not yet figured out the situation of Beichuan Temple in the school, and the girl in front of him may be a classmate of Beichuan Temple.

Following the principle that many words must be lost, Beichuan Temple did not say a word.

But Beichuan Temple did not expect that the other party suddenly came out:

"I'm curious."

Kamiya opened the mouth again in the future:

"I once observed you from a distance, Beichuan, you are in school and now. The Beichuan and current Beichuan students in the school feel that they are not the same person at all. I have to say something." Kamiya Mirai pointed his finger at himself. The edge of his eye socket nodded.

"That's the eyes."

"A person's eyes are the windows of the soul. In the eyes of Beichuan students I could only see people complaining about others, resenting themselves, but now students Beichuan"

Kamiya Miku blinked.

"The look in Beichuan's eyes is really special now. If you weren't for Beichuan's face, I guess I would treat you as someone else, but on the surface it is Beichuansi's classmate inside but... are you really Beichuan's classmate?"

Kamiya Miku blinked and put his finger on her pink lips, looking very curious.

Confident and peaceful, don't fight or grab, don't grab or give.

The feeling that the other party gave to himself was that Beichuan Temple certainly did not have this kind of aura before he had exceeded his sense of stability at this age.

"" Beichuan Temple.

Are you exposed?

"I regret it now." Beichuan Temple turned around and took out his mobile phone.

"What do you regret?" Kamiya Miku keenly noticed that the other party didn't seem to have harmed his mind at all, so his speech gradually became presumptuous.

"I regret not letting you give me your underwear. I can use my underwear to block your mouth." Beichuan Temple casually arrived at this '100,000 why' girl, found a name in the phone address book, and made a call. .

"Hey?" The corner of Kamiya Miku's mouth twitched, his eyes were frivolous, and there was a molesting sentence on his mouth:

"It's okay to let someone take off now~"

"Then you take it off."

Beichuan Temple raised his head and said in a serious voice.

""Kamigu future.

Ok

Ok? ? ? ? ?

Seeing Beichuan Temple’s intention to ‘if you don’t take off, I’ll help you off’, Kamiya Miku’s mouth moved.

She now feels that she really shouldn't die.