This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The examination process in the afternoon is not long, and school ends after the two subjects are over.

Since Beichuan Temple had to go to the lakeside park to meet Yoshiko Okano, he did not continue to waste time at school.

After talking to Kamiya Miku, he put on his shoulder bag and walked straight to the lakeside park.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon. Due to summer, the weather is hot and the sun doesn't mean to set at all.

Fortunately, the benches of the lakeside park are close to the cherry blossom trees, and the lush green branches cut off the poisonous sunlight, which gives Ryoko Okano a little shelter.

But even so--

"Still hot."

Ryoko Okano stretched out his hand to fan the breeze while looking around.

Just when she couldn't bear it, she wanted to call and ask how long Beichuan Temple will be there.

The voice of Beichuan Temple also rang.

"Have you waited for a long time?" He handed a can of iced orange juice in his hand to Ryoko Okano, and then took a sip of the oolong tea in his hand.

Ryoko Okano curled his lips and said while receiving the orange juice: "I also came here for five minutes first, but I didn't expect this ghost to be so hot. Let's go, let's go to the car and talk."

Holding the orange juice can, she pointed to the small parking lot next to it.

"Alright." Beichuan Temple nodded.

This time, Ryoko Okano did not drive her personal sports car, but directly borrowed a police car.

The black and white police cars are very conspicuous in the small parking lot.

The two got into the car, and Ryoko Okano turned on the air conditioner, and only then began to mention the main reason for calling Beichuan Temple this time:

"Actually, this time I called you here mainly because of a case that has already ended."

Her opening made Beichuan Temple look at her suspiciously.

The case that has ended?

Now that the case has been closed, there should be no need for excessive investigation, right?

"You should show this expression." Okano Ryoko took a sip of orange juice and continued:

"The offender, the deceased, the person connected with the case... and even the facts of the case itself have been investigated clearly... But there are some strange things in it. This is also the main reason why I went to your house that day to find you. ."

Beichuan Temple was silent and did not speak, but stared at Ryoko Kono without blinking with his black eyes.

Under his gaze, Yoshiko Okano stretched out in the cold air comfortably, and then said: "This case is a murder case."

"The murder case...?" Beichuan Temple raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes. The name of the offender is Nao Kizutsu, and she is a woman."

While talking, Ryoko Okano took out a stack of documents that had been prepared long ago from the glove box of the car and handed it to Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took the information and swept it away.

What catches the eye is a standard ID photo.

It was a delicate woman with a pale face, a slightly thin body, and a gloomy overall temperament.

She looked directly at the camera, her gloomy eyes seemed to be able to see this side through the camera.

"The case happened on June 2nd, Saturday. According to the informant...ah...that is, Nao Kizusuki's boyfriend Okubo said. It was said that his ex-girlfriend had a fierce quarrel with his current girlfriend. As a result, when our people arrived, there were only two female corpses left on the scene. One of the two corpses was this Nao Tsuki, and the other was a girl named Kaoru Yasui."

Speaking of this, Okano Ryoko sneered disdainfully:

"But after investigation, we found that the so-called'ex-girlfriends' and'current girlfriends' are nothing but imaginary things. The young man named Kokubo was pedaling two boats at all, and that day was also because he sent Kaun Yasui back. I just ran into Nao Kisaragi at home."

What follows is easy to understand.

After catching their boyfriend’s feet on two boats, how are the two girls willing to give up? While they attacked each other with bitter words, they questioned Kokubo in turn, and finally even started...

This is also the main reason for Kokubo to call the police.

But he was still a step late.

"Both girls were dead with iron cones stuck in them."

Beichuan Temple still did not speak, but took a sip of oolong tea, and continued to scan Nao Kizutsu's materials.

Then, he put down the information and looked back: "It should be more than that simple, right?"

"Not bad." Ryoko Okano smiled: "Actually, what I just said was speculation after our police arrived at the scene of the crime. We saw the real situation later in the surveillance."

She raised a finger and straightened her expression: "Nothing I want to say next was made up or guessed out of thin air. These are all things that have actually happened."

Seeing Ryoko Okano rarely put on a serious look, Beichuan Temple also nodded thoughtfully.

"Originally, we all thought that two women missed and killed each other while fighting each other... but in fact it was not the case."

Okano Ryoko shook his head: "The one who killed Kaoru Yasui was Nao Kizutsu, yes, but the one who killed Nao Kizutsu—"

Her voice paused slightly.

Senran's voice followed:

"It's also Kisaragi Nao!"

Yes it is.

Kisaragi Nao used the iron cone she carried to kill Yasui Kaoru, and then nailed the iron cone into her own neck.

The sharp iron thorns were all submerged in the neck, and scarlet blood sprayed out.

Accompanied by the sound of "ho **** ho" from the broken vocal cords and the crazy struggle of Nao Kizutsu's limbs...

The girl's life also came to an end.

"Before committing suicide, she used the iron cone concealed in her shoulder bag to nail the mouth of An Jing who was yelling at her."

Ryoko Okano made gestures, and the voice kept saying: "The slender black iron cone entered from the mouth and penetrated from the back of the head. The huge wound directly caused Yasui to die quickly, and there is no possibility of rescue."

But with these words of Ryoko Okano, Beichuan Temple can imagine what kind of **** situation the scene is.

but...

"Did Kiaritsu Nao commit suicide by herself? Didn't use any external force?" Beichuan Temple still asked.

"I knew you wanted to ask this." Ryoko Okano smiled and drank orange juice: "In fact, after Yasui Xun died, some residents had already probed out of the room to check the situation, but saw the terrifying death. ...Then anyone else dare to join in?"

"Kagizuki Nao's way of death is like this..."

Okano Ryoko put the orange juice can on the other side, and then made a gesture of grasping the iron cone with one hand, and the gesture of holding the small hammer with the other hand.

"As she pointed the iron cone at her neck, she used the hammer in her other hand to knock it down."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Under the vivid imitation of Yoshiko Okano, Beichuan Temple seemed to have seen it too.

A girl covered with blood from Anjing stood up from a pool of blood, and then looked bitterly at the living in this world, once and again, she slammed the iron cone into her neck fiercely.

With the icy and crisp sound of hammers and iron cones, her life was taken by herself.

But-according to the truth, it is impossible for a person to make such an action that violates physiology, even if the first hit is successful. It is impossible for the second and third hits to continue to be successful.

The human body is not that fragile. It takes a lot of effort to break the neck with an iron cone, let alone nail through the neck with an iron cone.

Before that, Kisaragi Nao himself should be out of anger.

"That's why I thought about looking for you." Okano Ryoko drank the orange juice at hand: "It's obviously impossible, but it happened, and it has gone through such a terrifying and **** process."

"Indeed... there should be a deeper reason."

Beichuan Temple nodded thoughtfully, and then he began to ask: "I just looked at the information and found that this Nao Kizutsu was a member of the former Happiness Truth Church... This is what you said was involved in the Happiness Truth Church. Something?"

Yes, Nao Nizuki is a member of the Happy Truth Church, and if you just look at the information, you will find that she and the Happy Truth Church seem to be deeply involved.

Ryoko Okano answered this question without even thinking about it: "Yes, in fact, after our investigation, there will be an extra amount of money from unknown sources in Nao Kisaragi’s account every month. I suspect that this is related to some of the remaining happy truth church. The members of, they must still be hiding in the dark, planning to do something."

"Furthermore, we went to Nao Kitsuki’s home on purpose after that, and found that all her home was filled with curses and voodoo-like props that were similar to casting spells. She even found some places where she was grinding things. A small section of human finger bones."

Ryoko Okano gave a light cough:

"However, the place where she put her notes is empty. It seems that the remnant party of the Happy Truth Church moved it in advance after getting the news."

"So that's it." Beichuan Temple probably understood.

No wonder Gangye Ryoko is eager to ask for his help.

For events like this faintly beyond ordinary people's imagination, the only person Okano Ryoko knew was his Beichuan Temple.

It is conceivable that Nao Rizuki should be conducting research on incantation with the support of the remnant party of the Happy Truth Church. As for the purpose... this is something that I can't think of for the time being.

Thinking about this, Kitagawa-dera also pondered and asked: "I probably understand the situation on Nao Kizutsu, but isn't there still one person? What happened to Kokubo who is on two boats?"

Yes, how is Kokubo as the person involved now? Where are you now?

Beichuan Temple is a little curious.

Hearing Beichuan Temple's words, Okano Ryoko just sighed.

"That guy was not deeply involved in the murder of Nao Kizutsu, even if it is not easy to investigate him. Now...it should be living quietly in a certain apartment in Tokyo."

Then, she gave another expression of schadenfreude:

"But I heard my colleague tell me that that guy's life is not easy these days, he seems to have been living in the shadow of two boats, and the whole person is cowering."

This can be regarded as punishment for Kokubo.

People who have unfair relationships will naturally not get a good return.

......

Hayato Kokubo has had a bad time recently.

It's really bad.

Every morning when he got up, he seemed to hear the screams of Kaoru Yasui abruptly, and the cold sound of hammers and iron cones.

The sound is like a tarsus maggot.

It seems that the shadow cannot be shaken.

He followed closely behind him.

The most uncomfortable thing for Hayato Kokubo is the fact that he has to take the elevator to the floor where he lives every day after the night shift.

To know--

"That guy... that crazy woman, died in the elevator in the end."

Hayato Kokubo stared at the cold apartment building in front of him.

Obviously it's still hot in summer, but he can't stop the cold.

Today is a bit strange.

Hayato Kokubo looked up.

The apartment building is still an apartment building, but it feels a little strange to him.

It's as if I have been staring at a familiar word for a long time, and over time I can't recognize the word.

"Am I living in this apartment building?"

He muttered softly.

Why does the apartment building in front of me look more and more like the girl and the apartment building where Yasui died?

"No, no, I have already moved out of there."

Hayato Kokubo shook his head, muttering to himself in a small voice.

Talking to himself like this, a particularly anxious mood also rose from his heart.

Damn it...

Had it not been for that **** Nao Kizutsu, would he be so embarrassed?

I have to live this kind of fearful life every day, as if I was afraid that a resentful spirit would come out of that awkward corner and drag himself into the darkness.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In the night, there seemed to be a crisp sound.

The night breeze rolled in the cold air, causing Hayato Kokubo to shrink his neck.

In such weather, he cursed and walked into the apartment building reluctantly.

Walk into the apartment building.

The hotness of summer returns.

This relaxes Hayato Kokubo a lot.

He sighed slightly, then glanced sideways at the elevator that had just closed.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, he hasn't taken the elevator lately, all of them take the stairs.

Hayato Kakubo rubbed his hands and walked sideways to the stairs.

Unlike usual, today's stairway is a bit dark.

"The lamp is broken?"

Hayato Kokubo's footsteps stopped.

He raised his head.

It was found that there was no light on the upper floor.

The overlapping double running stairs seemed to have been swallowed by darkness, revealing a deep bone marrow coolness.

In this case, even Kokubo Hayato was unwilling to go upstairs from here.

He retreated back to the lobby and walked to the elevator after hesitating for a while.

I have to say that Hayato Kokubo had good luck.

The elevator just stopped on the first floor as before, but it was a coincidence that the elevator doors were about to close again.

In this case, Hayato Kokubo couldn't help but yelled:

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

The people inside seemed to hear his call and reopened the elevator door for him.

"thank you very much."

Hayato Kokubo, who finally squeezed into the elevator, bowed his head and thanked the young woman standing by the elevator button.

The young woman ignored Hayato Kokubo, but snapped the elevator door shut again.

Then she retreated behind Kokubo Hayato.

The appearance of remaining silent all the way made Hayato Kokubo more or less interested, he secretly looked at the young woman through the polished surface of the elevator interior.

It can be seen from the somewhat vaguely polished surface that this female has a very delicate face, but because of the long bangs, her eyes are covered, causing her to feel an inexplicable gloomy feeling out of thin air.

Hum——

The elevator started again.

Hayato Kokubo, who had been busy peeking at each other, also hurriedly walked to the elevator button.

He pressed down on the eighth floor where he was going, and then he noticed something was wrong.

On the bright red elevator button in front of him, Zheng Yingying flashed four floor numbers.

2.

4.

1.

8.

Except for the eighth floor, which was pressed by him, there are three other buttons that should be pressed by the young woman behind them?

what's going on? mischief?

He just raised his head about to turn around and ask.

As a result, Hayato Kokubo saw the scene behind him in the polished surface of the elevator interior.

The woman is no longer that young and beautiful woman.

Instead, there was a woman with long slender arms and a twisted body.

Long bangs blocked her expression, making him unable to see clearly.

Only the cold and bitter gaze venting from the bangs made Hayato Kokubo chills all over.

Look down again.

Hayato Kokubo opened his mouth wide.

The opponent's neck was nailed with a black iron cone.

The jet black liquid tickled to the ground.

Her pale slender hands grasped the hammer and iron cone.

at this time.

The hammer and the iron cone were hitting each other, making a crisp sound——

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!