This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Whether the other party is demonstrating or something else, Beichuan Temple will not care about it at all.

but

‘Whether it’s for Eri or myself, I must hurry up and catch this crazy guy. ’

The other party sent his arm into his home arrogantly, telling him not to act rashly: He can easily enter the home of Beichuan Temple, and of course he can treat him and Beichuan Eri just like the dead.

Beichuan Temple itself is nothing, the key lies in Beichuan painting.

School is about to start tomorrow. It is too unsafe to leave Beichuan Eli alone.

Beichuan Temple calmed down and dialed Yoshiko Okano again

It’s eight o’clock in the evening, and heavy snow is starting to fall outside, and the TV shows the red and white song of the Japanese New Year’s Day a few days ago.

"So in such a good drinking weather, why do I have to be called out by your stinky and hard brat."

Okano Ryoko took a sip of beer with a bit of discomfort.

She was obviously already drinking.

But Beichuan Temple did not reason with this woman, he just pushed the corrugated paper box to Ryoko Okano.

"This is?" Okano Yoshiko's eyes flashed sharply for a moment.

"Take it back to the identification department. It should be the arm where the female corpse was found today. It was just sent to my home today."

Wow!

The wine table was pushed, and Okano Ryoko's face changed drastically.

At the same time, the two policemen who had been squatting outside charged in with their guns.

"Warning!"

Before they could finish speaking, Okano Yoshiko cursed.

"Didn't I let you two newcomers go to the gate of Beichuan's house?! Why are you still staying here? Get out of here! If you stay outside, I will send you back to the police academy and rebuild!"

"Yes!" Jing Gangye Ryoko's scathing curse, the two poor police officers bowed aggrievedly, and moved quickly into the night.

Ryoko Okano didn't have time to supervise the two newcomers. With long narrow eyes, he turned to Beichuan Temple and said in a deep voice:

"Are you being targeted by that guy?"

"So I want to ask you to deploy some people to protect my sister." Beichuan Temple went straight in.

"I see." To this request, Yoshiko Okano didn't have many unexpected expressions.

Beichuan Temple and Beichuan Eri are being watched by the suspect. No matter what, the police have reasons to stay here.

"I will separate four people to protect you and Erika"

"Kangye Police, all four people can protect my sister."

The calm and overly calm tone of Beichuan Temple made Okano Ryoko shiver inexplicably.

A minor, even if he knows he is being targeted by a murderer, he still makes such a request? Generally speaking, shouldn't people protect themselves?

In addition, Beichuan Temple's face is cold, and the eyebrows are gloomy. Is it because the family is threatened to get angry?

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This was the first time Okano Ryoko felt such obvious mood swings in Beichuan Temple.

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"Don't be capricious, Kitagawa, this is not something you can solve as a high school student." Yoshiko Okano frowned, "I don't care if you have practiced karate or judo, but the other party is a killer who doesn't blink. Mad demon, leave you alone"

"My mother is away all year round. I am the head of the family. I really don't worry about it. For the sake of my family, I can only ask Gangye Police to agree to my wayward request."

Under the surprised gaze of Okano Ryoko, Kitagawa Temple's head raised.

His back was straight, and there seemed to be a fearless light flashing through his black eyes.

For the family

Okano Ryoko has a strange feeling.

It seems that I am not talking with a high school student, but really talking with an adult, with a mature head of the household.

Moreover, Beichuan Temple's familiar words also made her feel inexplicably nostalgic.

"You kid" Yoshiko Okano's addiction to cigarettes has committed again, and she rustled out the lady's cigarette from her body.

After lighting a cigarette, she consciously took the sake bottle and walked out of the izakaya, followed by Beichuan Temple.

Furfur

After swallowing the clouds for a while, Gangye Ryoko rubbed his palms that were rising from the cold, and asked without looking back:

"I said you shouldn't be a deeply hidden sister-in-law, right?"

"" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple did not answer this question.

"Forget it, I won't get an answer even if you ask this guy."

The red glow of ladies' cigarettes is extremely conspicuous in this cold winter night.

Okano Ryoko squatted in front of the izakaya shop without the image of a lady. The short hair was shed, adding an indescribable femininity to this heroic policeman.

She looked at the night sky where snowflakes were flying, and she was plunged into reminiscence.

"People I know have said the same things as you before.

She took a puff of cigarette.

"That was a long time ago, but that person is not like Beichuan you, she is neither confident, natural, and a little confused"

"It's such a senior, just like the two brave newcomers just now."

But unexpectedly, Beichuan Temple, hidden in the night, spoke silently:

"I know."

"You know what a shit!" Okano Ryoko was very upset that Beichuan Temple suddenly interrupted his memories.

She spit out rudely, and an indescribable look appeared on her beautiful face.

It's not sad, it's not hard to let go, it's just a memory of the past.

"That guy obviously still had his parents to support, so he simply died."

Okano Ryoko's emotions suddenly agitated.

"do you know?!"

"It's also a mission to track down drug dealers who sell new types of drugs."

"Considering that she is a girl, she usually looks like that in the department, and my colleagues also said to take care of her."

"But the guy who likes to put on the airs of seniors has to transfer me to a safe place."

"Death to the predecessor's face!"

"It turns out that the death is so miserable! It's so funny." Yoshiko Okano muttered to herself, and she looked up.

Above the white mist of cigarettes, is the night sky washed by lead.

Tonight is very clean, and the dark night is inlaid with shining stars.

It is rare to see such a beautiful and deep night sky in Tokyo.

The morning stars are flowing like the Milky Way.

"We found her body in the abandoned port area of ​​Tokyo Bay just like that night six years ago."

"It's ridiculous to say, I don't know why I always feel that she seems to be by my side. Still that stupid, really stupid boss."

Ryoko Okano rubbed his gun lovingly and took a sip of sake with self-deprecation.

The light of the lady's cigarette diminished.

The air is dead.

The voice of Beichuan Temple sounded.

"That person's name is Karuizawa Yuko. He is a beauty with beautiful long hair."

"It's not an illusion, she is indeed by your side, always with you."

Ryoko Okano turned her head abruptly, staring at Beichuan Temple behind her with shining eyes.

She watched it for about three minutes, before finally exhaling heavily, and said mockingly:

"It's true that I'm getting alive and going back, and I'm actually going to tell a kid about this."

Ryoko Okano lit the cigarette again.

But she didn't smoke this time, just inserted the lit cigarette into the snow in front of her.

In the smoke lingering, Okano Ryoko raised his hand and spilled the sake into the snow.

Ah ah

Yoko, if you are really by my side.

Then please take care of this weird kid.

Okano Ryoko looked up again.

In the snowy sky, Yoshiko Okano seemed to be able to see Yuiko Karuizawa.

She was looking at herself, just as then, smiling slyly.

Okano Ryoko regained his senses in a trance.

There was no change in the sky, except for the slightly chilly snowflakes falling on the tip of Ryoko Okano's nose.

The night sky of Tokyo is like this.

Neither cry nor laugh.