This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Chapter 163 Satisfied (A monthly pass! Four thousand words!)

Beichuan Temple stared at the phone expressionlessly for about two or three minutes before leaving to make tea.

Originally, I wanted to take a break from my busy schedule, but since Shengu was coming over in the future, I had to do my duty as the master of the Beichuan family and entertain her well.

Besides, Beichuan Temple vaguely guessed the reason for Kamiya's future visit.

About a minute after Beichuan Temple brewed the tea, Kamiya Mirai's energetic voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Si-jun! Temple-jun~! Temple-jun."

She deliberately prolonged her voice, and didn't ring the doorbell, as if she was too energetic.

Beichuan Temple opened the door silently, and welcomed Kamiya Mirai in.

"I'm sorry, Temple Lord." Kamiya blinked in the future, put on the slippers, and came to Beichuan Temple and sat down in two steps.

She was also holding a large plastic bag in her hand, which seemed to be full of ingredients, like a high school housewife.

Regarding this, Beichuan Temple just brought over the teacup and said, "Tea."

"Temple-kun is for the tea I just made—"

"I want to drink it myself."

Well--

The words of Beichuan Temple made Kamiya Mirai swallow the words behind her abruptly, her fair face blushed from being choked, and finally sighed helplessly:

"Temple Lord...you can't treat me like this! Do you know what I want to do here this time?"

After hearing this sentence, Beichuan Temple raised his head expressionlessly, raised his hand and sent the teacup to her side, and thanked her sincerely:

"Thank you, Kamiya."

His sincere but somewhat inexplicable words were like a straight ball, hitting Kamiya Mirai all at once, making her face even more rosy when she was already angry. After I was in a good mood, I opened my mouth and asked happily:

"Temple Lord, you, have you guessed the purpose of my coming?"

"I guessed it." Beichuan Temple nodded: "You came here just to tell me about Miki's abandoned doll factory."

Beichuan Temple's sharp-edged face made Kamiya Mirai's heart skip a beat, and she coughed dryly when she realized it, and said with some complaints:

"Si Jun looks a little cold and dumb, but in fact, as long as you know a little bit, you will know that Si Jun is an extremely shrewd person. Really..."

She has nothing to do with boys like Beichuan Temple, and feels that her every move is within Beichuan Temple's expectation.

But she doesn't dislike Beichuan Temple, she thinks such a boy is very attractive.

Shen Gufu took another sip of tea, then straightened his face, and got to the point: "Yes, I came here this time to tell the temple master something that I have already investigated."

She put her white and simple satchel on the table, removed the wallet and key chain, took out the newspaper and notebook and said clearly:

"The abandoned factory of Miki dolls opened in 1988 in Otakayama, a suburb of Tokyo, Japan. The owner of the factory is a master of making dolls with exquisite craftsmanship. At the same time, many clothing stores asked him to order mannequins."

"At that time, the Miki Doll Abandoned Factory was indeed very famous. Apart from some purely malicious peer reviews, its reputation was extremely perfect."

As he said that, Shen Gu took out a newspaper in the future, and there was no playful look on his delicate face: "This is the news at that time, Si Jun, you can also take a look."

Beichuan Temple held the old newspaper in front of him and cast his eyes on it.

‘Miki Doll Factory! The dolls produced are like living souls! '

Under this headline are articles praising the craftsmanship of the factory owners.

Apparently, in the late 1980s, this Miki doll factory was really famous.

Moreover, Miki Doll Factory's business is also very extensive. The factory owner not only accepts business related to clothing stores, but also educational models, medical models, entertainment, etc... Even Beichuan Temple has seen some shadows of the adult industry.

It can be imagined that the original factory owner did make a lot of money——

This is undoubtedly an excellent piece of information. Beichuan Temple did not expect that Shen Gu could find out what he wanted to know so reliably in the future.

"But this also aroused the resentment of colleagues in the same industry." Miki Mirai blinked his eyes and seemed to see what Beichuan Temple was thinking: "The excessive expansion made the Miki Doll Factory monopolize about a quarter of Tokyo at that time." The market of a private doll factory, which will naturally arouse the envy of others."

In the capitalist world, everything is backed by capital, which is understandable.

However, behind the expansion of the Miki doll factory, it is not known how many factories in the same industry have gone bankrupt and closed down to resell factories.

The bloody capital expansion has caused many people in this industry to lose their jobs and even their families to be destroyed.

Who wouldn't be jealous of such a Miki doll factory?

And that jealousy may be the most important reason for the huge fire in the Sanmu doll factory.

"These are all the materials I found in my parents' study room. After that, I went to the Otakayama area to investigate. I think there must be some clues to this kind of thing in the local area." Kamiya Mirai said affirmatively.

Apart from the way she speaks and her character are different from Beichuan Temple, her thinking circuit on this matter is unexpectedly consistent with Beichuan Temple.

"I asked the workers who used to work in the Sanmu doll factory... Most of those workers are now middle-aged and elderly. For them, it is undoubtedly a particularly painful memory."

There was a pause.

"The working hours of the Sanmu Doll Factory were not short, but the most important thing was not that. According to the memories of several workers at the time, I wrote down the most words they mentioned."

"The atmosphere is weird."

"The atmosphere is weird?"

Beichuan Temple repeated the words Kamiya Mirai said, and looked up at her incomprehensibly.

Kamiya was clearly prepared for the future, she took out the photos from the record book very reliably, leaned her soft body obediently towards Beichuan Temple, and said in a soft tone: "Look, Temple Lord, this is the doll factory at that time. Photos from the workshop."

Beichuan Temple finally understood what Kamiya Mirai meant by the phrase 'the atmosphere is weird'.

In the photo, the workers are hard at work, switching molds and smoothing and polishing some of the doll's white joint surfaces.

It seems to be a normal workshop photo, but——

There are densely packed dolls hanging above the bright and majestic workshop.

Yes.

Overwhelming and dense.

The realistic human hands and feet hanging down from the ceiling make people feel scalp tingling at a glance.

In the horrible scene like Shura hell, the workers also looked numb, their eyes were full of dead silence, like walking dead.

This whole photo gave off a chilling feeling, compared to the so-called 'spirit photos' on the Internet, it was nothing at all.

"It's very normal for workers working in this environment to have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations." Kamiya Mirai shrugged: "But at that time, the working conditions of Miki Doll Factory were very good, so few workers thought of resigning. .”

"Everything is for living." Beichuan Temple said briefly.

Yes, everything is for living, especially for those who work in Tokyo. Many people think that working, settling down, and living in a big city is a very good way of life, but when they really put themselves into it, they will find that all kinds of pressure come one after another.

Mortgage, car loan, and daily living expenses, working too hard to see tomorrow's overtime work, almost all over at the beginning of the month, almost visible three-point line life——

Why is it said that people living in the present have all kinds of strange mental illnesses, all of which are caused by pressure.

"After that, something happened that caught my attention, the case of the disappearance of workers in the abandoned factory of Miki dolls." Kamiya Mirai sighed: "It's just that the newspaper information at that time can no longer be found. After I asked the local residents... "

"Did you call Liangzi?" Beichuan Temple subconsciously said.

"Well--"

Kamiya Mirai rolled his eyes, and rubbed his palms a little uneasily: "I asked Sister Liangzi about the details of the missing case back then, and I borrowed a little bit from my relationship with you, Temple Lord."

She overlapped her index finger with her thumb, guiltily emphasizing the insignificant word 'slightly'.

Borrowed a little from my relationship?

Beichuan Temple looked at her with a strange expression, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "You told Liangzi that you were my girlfriend?"

"Ahem...Actually, you can ask if you don't have such a relationship..." Shengu Mirai's voice gradually weakened: "I, I just want to say that."

"Huh?" Beichuan Temple gave her a strange look.

The little girl suddenly spoke in such a low voice that even he could only hear a few words.

Mirai Kamiya slapped the table in a panic:

"It's nothing! It's just that Sister Liangzi told me that it was not a confidential case. I was in the izakaya—"

"You still entered the izakaya?" Beichuan Temple frowned, a little dumbfounded.

Minors are not allowed to enter places like izakaya.

"Anyway, he didn't drink!" Shen Gu Mirai's complacent expression just now turned into a ball of discouragement.

Really useless! Kamiya future! Temple Jun just asked a little and you started to panic! You can't do this! You should be stronger!

But after thinking about it, she felt a little apprehensive.

If I entered the izakaya by myself, I should not be regarded as a strange girl by Beichuan Temple, right?

Fortunately, Beichuan Temple didn't seem to care about such things at all, he shook his head and said:

"It's okay, you continue."

Okano Yoshiko is still as inconspicuous as ever.

It's fine to take him to the izakaya last time, but this time I will bring the pink and tender Kamiya Mirai to the place where middle-aged greasy uncles haunt.

Bei Chuanji reckoned that if Yoshiko Okano had not always done her work beautifully, and there seemed to be some family police background in her family, she would have been fired early.

Kamiya Mirai breathed a sigh of relief: "Anyway, Sister Liangzi told me the matter while she was drinking. She said that three workers disappeared in the Miki Doll Factory. At that time, the case of missing persons was still under investigation, and the Miki Doll The factory was burnt down by a big fire. It is said that the source of the fire was inside the factory. Fortunately, the construction period stopped that day, and there was only the factory owner in the factory."

"Three people are missing... only the factory family...?" Beichuan Temple muttered to himself.

This feeling does have a suspicion of malicious arson by the enemy, otherwise, he would not have chosen such a tricky time to set the fire.

But if you think about it, it is impossible to set fire in the factory when the workers are coming and going to work.

So will the three missing people have something to do with the whole incident?

"That's right." Shengu Future's eyes sparkled, and she said with a blushing face, "She didn't tell me the names and home addresses of the three missing workers, because it's personal privacy, and I don't know much about what happened after that."

Beichuan Temple simply stated his own evaluation: "It is Liangzi's style to always hang people's tongue when speaking."

Beichuan Temple recalled the private message sent to him by the person named 'Carrying the Corpse Puppet'.

Could it be true that, as the corpse puppet said, the original Sanmu doll factory was set on fire maliciously and burned down?

"No matter what, these two days have to figure things out."

Including the matter of Na Senbaiqiu back then.

Beichuan Temple is determined.

"Temple Lord, Temple Lord."

Mirai Kamiya lightly poked his shoulder with a pale finger.

"What's up?"

"praise me."

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple glanced at her.

The information on the table is neat and concise, and the record book is full of things that can be investigated and Kamiya's future inferences.

I have to say, she is really reliable.

That being the case.

"You did a great job, Kamiya, thank you, it was a great help."

Beichuan Temple said frankly.

Thanking someone is not that difficult.

In the final analysis, Beichuan Temple is just cold-tempered, but he is definitely not someone who can't even say a word of thanks.

"Hey hey hey..." Kamiya Mirai smirked and touched his little head, his face was more intoxicatingly blush as if he had drunk alcohol.

I don't know why, but she's just happy.

She started staying up late before the spring break, and went to the Odaka Mountains to investigate for two consecutive days after the spring break. It was not until this morning that all the materials were prepared. Now that she heard the thanks from Beichuan Temple, she felt the sourness in her eyes all of a sudden. A lot has gone away——

It is scattered a lot.

Mirai Kamiya felt that his head seemed to be pinned down.

"Close your eyes."

Beichuan Temple's calm voice came.

Mirai Kamiya closed her eyes subconsciously.

Waves of cool air passed over her head and slowly settled into her obscure eyes.

Kamiya Mirai's body couldn't help but relax.

Somewhat comfortable.

She murmured in her heart.

After a while, Beichuan Temple let go of his hand.

"Okay."

Hearing Beichuan Temple's words, Mirai Kamiya obediently opened his eyes.