Rebirth of Tokyo, open the wrong plug-in

Kiryu first class entered the school carrying the piano case.

He had found a way to temporarily keep the weapon with him without attracting other people's attention.

During class.

"Kiriyu-kun, you answer this question."

Teshima Kotaro looked at Kiryu Ichijo who walked up to the blackboard and calmly wrote the answer with a piece of chalk. He couldn't help but sigh: "The boss is too strong. He has to work every day after school, and he rarely sees him finish.

homework, but he was able to master what the teacher just said so easily, it was as if he had learned the entire book in advance."

After hearing his whisper, Machida Yumi nodded slightly in agreement.

Indeed, he looks like a handsome delinquent, who should be like the bad male protagonist in a girl's comic book, but in fact he is a guy with the soul of a lazy middle-aged man living in his body.

Obviously I only spent a few days crazily reading books some time ago, but the knowledge I learned at that time is still useful until now, which is really enviable.

All in all, I am jealous and envious.

"Very well done." The teacher nodded with satisfaction: "Then, the next question~~~"

The teacher began to lengthen his voice, as if it was a signal, and all the students in the classroom lowered their heads, fearing that they would be called on.

"Let me see who has his head lowered," the teacher said.

Hearing what the teacher said, Tejima immediately raised his head, and his eyes accidentally collided with the teacher's.

"Tejima, come on!"

"Ah?" Teshima Kotaro's expression changed drastically.

I thought to myself: "Teacher, why don't you play your cards according to the routine? I've already raised my head!"

When Tejima walked towards the blackboard with heavy steps, the outcome was already doomed.

When get out of class finally ended, Teshima was very upset, but he still seemed a bit proud, because he didn't know how to solve the problem, so the teacher used him as a model for one-on-one teaching.

As a result, Kotaro Teshima, who was afraid of teachers, actually learned it through teaching.

"What, you don't know how? I'll help you!"

Tejima was so excited to help people answer questions that he started messing around with things, but his enthusiasm for learning probably only focused on this question. When other questions came up, he started messing around again.

In the afternoon, Kiryu Ichiro, Machida Yumi, and Teshima Kotaro were assigned to clean the house. Kamishiro Miko also volunteered to stay and help. Considering that she was blind, it was impossible for her to clean.

After wiping the floor, Teshima threw the linen cloth into the bucket of dirty water, and lifted up his shirt without caring about his appearance, fanning himself to relieve the heat.

"It's so hot!"

Kiryu glanced at Tejima subconsciously.

The position of the palm print on his body seems to be wrong, and seems to have moved upward.

"Boss, why are you staring at me all of a sudden?" Tejima hugged his arms, like a little sheep being targeted by a pervert.

"You have a scar on your palm." Kiryu asked, "Have you had it before?"

"It's true!" Machida Yumi also nodded and observed Tejima's body: "It still looks like a woman's handprint! Tejima, you didn't do anything, did you?"

"Of course not!"

Tejima retorted excitedly. At this time, he had to protect his innocence even more.

"Could it be a skin disease?" Machida Yumi suddenly backed away and distanced herself from Tejima.

"I didn't seem to have this handprint before."

Tejima was also a little confused about this.

"Forget it, I have to go to the hospital for a check-up. Isn't it really a skin disease?" Tejima quickly put on his clothes: "Machida-chan, Kiryu-chan, and Kamishiro-chan, I'll leave it to you to clean up the rest.

Let’s go first!”

Tejima escaped, and Kiryu Ichijo and Machida Yumi took over the rest of the work and cleaned up.

The weekend will soon come again.

Recently, Miyoko Kamishiro has also found some good friends and made an appointment to go shopping together. Although she is blind, as long as she is surrounded by thirty-two ancestors, her eyesight will be better than 99% of the people in the world.

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Kiryu Yiyi also went to the Asakawa Detective Agency.

As soon as she opened the door of the office and entered the room to sit down, she heard Reiko Asakawa say: "That commission has been stopped."

"The one in the haunted house?"

"Well, because the client's mother passed away today."

"Died?"

"Yes." Reiko Asakawa nodded: "And it sounds like the client, Mr. Furuguan, has completely believed that it is a supernatural incident, so he thinks there is no need for us to continue the investigation."

When a person goes from completely disbelieving to completely believing, there may be something weird happening in between.

"Then don't worry about it." Kiryu Yishi is not the kind of person who will feel uncomfortable if he ignores the weird incident.

If he is paid, he will definitely rush forward. If the person involved also says it is okay, then...

Kiryu Yiyi suddenly glanced.

"What's wrong?" Asakawa Reiko felt Kiryu's gaze and asked with some discomfort.

He walked up to Reiko Asakawa and said, "There is a scar on your palm on your chest. When did it appear?"

"Scar marks on palms?"

Asakawa Reiko was stunned.

She immediately took out her mobile phone, opened the front camera, and unbuttoned her uniform on her chest to make herself visible.

Sure enough, a palm print the size of a woman's hand appeared above Reiko Asakawa's chest, near her collarbone.

"Isn't that a dream?" Reiko Asakawa asked in surprise.

"What dream?"

"That night, after investigating the haunted house, I had a dream." Reiko Asakawa chose to reveal all the nightmares she had that night: "My body couldn't move, and then a woman walked up to me and pressed my body.

, and asked me what my wishes were.”

"Then what? What wish did you make?"

"I want Yang Yi to grow up happily. She said there must be a price, but I didn't hear clearly..."

Asakawa Reiko touched her chest. If Kiryu hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have noticed this palm print before when she looked in the mirror.

"I have seen similar handprint scars on other people's bodies, and the only thing you and him have in common is that we have both been to Haunted House 202."

Asakawa Reiko immediately raised her head and looked at Kiryu Yishi.

"That painting!"

The two took a car to the haunted house.

The door of a private house not far from the haunted house apartment has been hung with white flowers.

They walked to the door.

"that……"

"It's you." The woman who came out was a woman in her thirties whom she had seen that day: "Are you looking for Kengo? He has gone to the hospital."

Reiko Asakawa said apologetically: "I'm very sorry to bother you at this time."

"It doesn't matter." The woman shook her head and said, "Mother, she has finally passed away. She is already dozens of years old."

The two walked to the corpse and bowed, and the woman also lifted the white cloth covering the corpse's face, allowing Kiryu and the others to look at the deceased's face.

The corpse of an old lady wearing a white bathrobe lies in a coffin with a smile on her face.

Just like the woman said, the old lady died at the end of her life with no regrets.

But Kiryu's first-class gaze shifted to the neck of the old lady's corpse, and a handprint "pinched" on the corpse's throat.