This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

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"Ah, classmate Beichuan? Oh, all the people have been found back? Okay, I'll let the teacher go and help in a while."

Qianhe, the head teacher of Beichuan Temple, rang and answered the phone, with a strange tone.

Three people fainted by fright?

There are only four or five groups in the mountain now, right? It is estimated that there are only one or two groups in Beichuan Temple.

How did he scare people to death? And can you faint three people with fright?

Relying on those inferior props made by the school?

It's impossible to think about it.

"In short, student Beichuan, take care of the students behind you a little bit. Don't use too much force. We still have prizes on the top of the mountain. If none of them can get up, then our prizes."

She said something to the Beichuan Temple on the walkie-talkie again, and then she hung up the call and asked her colleague to go down and help carry people.

After all, Beichuan Temple is a ghost actor, and it is their work behind the scenes to transport the wounded.

but

"It's still a bit weird." Qian Hexiang looked at a colleague who got into the night with some worry, then shook his head, and then began to take care of the connection.

After a while, the intercom on her side rang.

Is it a communication from Beichuan Temple again?

Qianhexiang touched his head and reached out to connect it.

then

"What? The two teachers were also frightened?! Wait a minute, student Beichuan, what are you doing?"

"Don't you know? When you rushed to the scene, they fainted when they saw you?"

Ok? ? ? ? ?

Qianhexiang is really puzzled by Zhanger's monk now.

But she still patiently said to Beichuan Temple, "Well, student Beichuan, don't worry, we will ask someone to help immediately. You can first try to see if you can faint the two teachers. wake."

"Okay, okay, okay, I get it."

Qianhexiang hung up the walkie-talkie again, his face was full of bewilderment.

"Ms. Qianhe, what's the matter?" Seeing that her face was wrong, a male teacher next to her asked with concern.

"There seems to be something wrong with no ghost actors. It seems that Oda-sensei and Yamada-sensei were shocked by our student actors."

Qianzuruxiang said with an unrighteous expression.

The teacher laughed when he heard the words: "The Oda-sensei and Yamada-sensei? Don’t they often say that they are courageous? What's the matter? Even young people are scared to such a degree of pranks that they are even frightened? "

"That's why I said it was strange." Qianzuru Kyou couldn't help scratching his head, and suggested: "Otherwise, Mr. Yamamoto, would you go and check the situation? It feels a little bit wrong."

"It's okay." Teacher Yamamoto smiled cheerfully. After saying hello to the other two teachers who had already packed up and were ready to go down the mountain, he took a walkie talkie and left.

After a while

This time seems to be a very long time. Qianhexiang is in charge of various matters and looks at the walkie-talkie from time to time.

The walkie-talkie in front of me didn't ring this time, so the rescue work has already been completed, right?

She breathed a sigh of relief and planned to concentrate on her work

Puff.

The sound of the electric wave sounded.

Qianhexiang stiffened and turned his head to look at the walkie-talkie.

Fortunately, this time it was not Beichuan Temple who called, but Yamamoto-sensei.

Want to come here to report to her rescue work, right?

She picked up the intercom and switched it on

"Help! Help! Teacher Qianhe! Not a ghost actor at all! Me"

Puff

The voice of the walkie-talkie stopped, and there was an unspeakable silence over there.

"Hello?! Hello?! Mr. Yamamoto? Mr. Yamamoto?!"

Qianhexiang stood up, squeezed the walkie-talkie, and shouted with a change of face.

There was no answer.

There is only the sound of disorganized radio waves.

Almost three minutes later, Yamamoto-sensei finally heard a cold voice:

"I am Beichuan Temple."

"?????" Qianhejing opened his mouth.

why is it you again? !

Why are you always? !

Why is it always you? !

Qian Hexiang was a little suspicious of life.

I only heard Beichuan Temple opening and saying: "Sorry, Teacher Qianhe, these teachers have fainted again, which is very strange. There is also no one left in the jungle. What do you think? I sent them down the mountain first. Do you find another ghost actor to replace me."

"Are you fainted again?" Qianzuru recalled the hearty smile of Mr. Yamamoto and the cry of despair from the heart just now.

Her eyes widened.

The walkie-talkie in his hand seemed to be heavy.

Is it possible that the opposite is not Beichuan Temple at all? ! But a stranger pretending to be the voice of Beichuan Temple talking to himself?

The more she thought about it, the more likely she was, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt her back chill

"Ms. Qianhe? What's wrong with you?"

The "Beichuan Temple" over there asked uncomprehendingly.

Qian Hexiang's face changed slightly.

If the other party is really not Beichuan Temple, what should I do next?

At least five or six groups of students were wrong, and now even five teachers have fallen into the hands of each other.

What does he want to do?

Is he alone or is they an organization?

Think about it carefully. A person who can't do this kind of thing can scare a strong teacher into that appearance. It must be the kind of terrifying murderous monster!

The hairs on her body stand up, and she just feels a little difficult to breathe.

Qianhe's voice paused for a moment, and pretended to ask normally: "Excuse me, Beichuan student, are there other ghost actors and students on your side? I remember that you seem to have applied for three walkie-talkies with me, right? What are they doing? Haven't contacted me all the time?"

""

There was a pause over there.

Then came the usual cold voice of Beichuan Temple: "I found two better friends. I think there should be no problem."

Found two friends? !

Qianhexiang's expression changed, and he immediately brought a list of ghost performance students.

There are two third-year students, one Beichuan Temple, and the other two-year students.

If Beichuan Temple found two of them,

Chizuru swallowed, and whispered, "Do you have any impressions of the three Sato, Suzuki, and Tanaka? Kitagawa classmates?"

"I don't know." Beichuan Temple replied coldly.

do not know? ! Obviously there are only four high school ghost actors in total, right? ! You don’t know them, where did you find your friends? Friends out of nowhere?

Qianhexiang has been confirmed.

The person on the walkie-talkie is definitely not Beichuan Temple.

So who are they? What do they want to do to the students in Jingbei?

Qianhejing's breathing was a bit short, in order to conceal this, she replied with a dry cough:

"Really? Then you try to pay attention to the danger, so you just keep your place. We'll let someone come and look for you in a while."

"it is good."

The walkie-talkie hung up again.

Chizuru immediately rang Kamiya Miku's walkie-talkie.

"Miku Kamiya received it, please say it." Miku Kamiya's voice contained a little smile, and it seemed that he didn't know what happened on the mountain.

"Kamigu-san! Something unusual happened on the mountain! Hurry up and organize the students to leave! There may be a group of thugs squatting on the mountain, and Beichuan may have been attacked by the opponent, and they may be carrying knives!"

The sound of Qian Crane's sound exploded rapidly.

This stunned Kamiya Miku on the walkie-talkie side.

what?

thug?

Beichuan Temple was attacked by the opponent?

The mobs still carry knives?

No way? You said that there are thugs on the mountain, I believe it, but you want to say that Beichuan Temple was attacked by the other side?

This is too

After Qianhexiang explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly, Kamiya Miku hesitated and said, "The teacher Qianhe? You don't need to be too nervous. Maybe it is Beichuan classmates and their brilliant acting skills that frighten everyone. What?"

"No matter what! You evacuate the crowd first and enter the dormitory house! I will give you a phone number, which is the phone number of the owner of the dormitory house. You ask them to protect you!"

Qianhejing hung up the intercom.

This makes Kamiya's future look sluggish.

She looked towards the deep mountain forest, her mouth twitched: "How could it be like this? And Sijun, what are you doing?"

Why is the teacher afraid of being like this? What happened?

the other side.

The Qianzuru sound that hangs up Kamiya Future Intercom finally can't help it.

She looked at the other remaining teachers and screamed loudly: "Hurry up, call the police!"

The efficiency of the Japanese police is rare once.

In about fifteen minutes, the local police station dispatched several police vehicles.

Under their research, they decided to go up and down from three small roads.

then

Then they saw Beichuan Temple sitting among a bunch of fainted students and teachers, with the beak masks off.

No one was injured.

Everyone was simply too scared, and all passed out.

Roughly counting, in addition to the eight groups of students who had gone up the mountain, five teachers were also lying on the ground unconscious.

Yes it is.

They were all stunned.

It's not just the police who are dumbfounded.

Even the teacher standing next to him was dumbfounded.

They looked at Beichuan Temple, who was talking with the police, wearing a blood suit, and they were speechless for a long time.

What is this?

Is it true that Miku Kamiya said, these people are all scared to death here?

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Qianhexiang, the person in charge of this gallbladder test?"

The police's interrogation sounded.

"Ah, I am." Qianhe, who had been thinking about it, raised his head in a trance.

"Well, please go back to the police station to make a transcript. I just counted the number of people. No one was absent. Including the four teachers. They were all too scared to lie on the ground. Go back. There will be no problem after a night's rest."

The police said calmly.

"Uh, maybe there are thugs." Qian Hexiang was still a little unwilling to give up.

You asked her to accept herself so simply. These teachers were scared like this by a student. To be honest, she couldn't accept it at all.

"There are no thugs, we have already conducted a whole mountain search just now."

Seeing Qianhe's ringing expression, the policeman asked with a weird expression: "Does Mr. Qianhe have a history of murdered delusion?"

"How could it be possible!" Qian Hexiang's face was flushed.

"I see." The policeman nodded, and after writing and drawing on a small book, he put the book in his chest pocket and opened the police car door: "Please go back and make a transcript with us. It will take more than an hour. It can be over, and it won't affect your follow-up work."

"it is good."

Qianhexiang nodded in frustration.

She looked at Beichuan Temple waving her hand, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out.

How can there be no thugs?

A student frightened so many people?

how can that be?

Seeing her expression, the policeman who opened the car door gave a dry cough and kindly reminded: "Teacher Qianhe will hold this type of activity next time. Remember to exercise a little restraint. The students are courageous and even the teacher is scared. When it comes, it also fully shows that your event planning is too hard this time."

Event planning is too hard? !

There is no such thing, okay? !

She has planned this kind of activity many times, and the students laughed and took the prizes from her hands. It was not like today.

But I couldn't say this to my lips.

She had to shut up because of the twenty or thirty teachers and students who were lying on top of the snow-white stretcher and were fainted to death.

Before she got into the police car, she ordered something more, and then she left with a face full of reconciliation.

On the other side, Kamiya Mirai, wearing a tour guide hat, looked at Beichuan Temple with a curious look: "Temple, what did you do? So many people are intimidated by you?"

"Poor and Makie cooperate." Beichuan Temple briefly explained.

At the same time, he was a little baffling.

Didn’t it just frighten some people? Isn't it normal for this kind of thing to happen in a bravery test? But why did Jingbei call the police directly?

This doesn't follow the routine at all.

Just now Kamiya Mirai called him in time, otherwise Kamizumi Makie and Poor Nishikujo even planned to surprise the policemen who went up the mountain.

Beichuan Temple glanced at his neckline.

Poor Nishikujo was very happy this time.

Her little puppet's mouth was pulled up to both sides, showing a smile.

It's just that this subtlety is inexplicably gloomy when it is shown in the cross-sealed mouth.

As for the other side.

On the other side, Kamizumi Maki was breaking her neck straight, as if the front was too hard, and the neck was a bit difficult to straighten.

"Should you be enjoying yourself this time?" Beichuan Temple squeezed his chin and asked.

This question made Kamiya Miku couldn't help but spit out his tongue.

Have fun?

Everyone is lying on a stretcher. Isn't this fun?

Is it to scare others out of heart disease to be full of fun?

When she was down the mountain just now, she could hear the screams coming from the mountain.

The despair and anxiety contained in the screams are real.

Even the little girl who was not afraid of Shengu in the future couldn't help but smoked her mouth, dispelling the idea of ​​seeing Beichuan Temple on the mountain.

But what happened on the mountain?

Kamiya is still a little curious about the future.