This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Not paying attention to the situation on Kamishiro Kasumi's side, Kitagawaji closed the kapai box and sat in the back seat with a plastic bag of wild vegetables.

Watching Beichuanji get on the bus, the driver in front subconsciously asked:

"Is this okay? Mr. Kitagawa?"

He somewhat didn't understand.

As Sugiharaki's trusted driver, he also knew that Sugiharaki had spent a lot of effort to investigate the current address of Kamishiro Kasumi.

Originally, he thought that Kitagawa Temple would definitely make some big move this time, and even if things went badly, they would provide some financial assistance to Kamidai Kasumi.

But I didn't expect that Beichuan Temple just had a meal in the restaurant opened by the other party, gave him a singing card, bought some wild vegetables and came out.

He was still thinking, and then he saw Kitagawa Temple looking at him calmly in the rearview mirror.

The deep look in his eyes made the driver lower his head quickly:

"I'm really sorry. I'm just curious. If I've offended Mr. Kitagawa in any way, I'll apologize now."

"..." Beichuan Temple.

After hearing what the other party said, Beichuanji looked away, turned his head and looked at the small restaurant that had been left behind, and said: "What she needs is not financial assistance. Compared with that, all she needs is comfort in her heart. "

"...Is that so?" The driver in front seemed to understand.

Yes.

Kamishiro Kasumi is already happy enough. She has a brand new family and a husband who loves her. This is a happy situation that she could never dream of.

But beneath this happiness, she still harbored a sense of guilt towards Kamishiro Kaori.

This guilt is like the deepest curse, preventing Kamidai Kasumi from achieving further happiness.

But Kamdai Kaori itself has completely passed away, and it is very difficult to untie the knot in Kamdai Kasumi's heart.

Under such circumstances, Beichuan Temple could only give her a key to get rid of her guilt.

Kamishiro Kaori's kata is a good choice.

Of course, Kitagawaji was not so generous and gave all the song cards to Kamishiro Kasumi. He just took out one of them and gave it to Kamishiro Kasumi.

And the other party's reaction was exactly what Beichuan Temple expected.

I also hope that she can truly get over the shadow of Kamishiro Karin's death.

Beichuan Temple shook off the messy thoughts and asked in a low voice: "How long does it take to get to the next place?"

"Ah... there's about half an hour left." The driver took a look at the distance and reported for Kitagawa Temple: "According to the investigation, Kamishiro Root should be at home at this time."

"Really?" Beichuanji nodded, and then ordered as if he remembered something: "Go as fast as you can, please."

He also promised Kitagawa Eri to go home early after taking care of things, but there was no time to waste in a place like this.

"I see."

The driver in front responded.

Under the night, a black business car passed quickly.

Almost twenty minutes later, the commercial vehicle stopped at a low-cost rental apartment.

Beichuanji walked out of the car, his eyes twinkling.

According to the information provided to him by Sugihara, Kandagen lived in Apartment No. 2204 on the second floor.

As for now...

Kitagawaji looked at the lights of apartment No. 2204 on the second floor and walked over calmly.

As for those people Sugiharagi called, all of them were arranged by Beichuanji to wait for his signal downstairs.

After all, there is no need to mobilize troops to solve all the problems that he can solve by himself.

Beichuan Temple soon arrived in front of Apartment No. 2204.

Just standing by the door, he could hear the noisy voices between men coming from the apartment room.

There are also some unpleasant swear words and dirty words mixed in.

This made Beichuanji frown subconsciously.

He groaned. Originally, he thought about reaching out and ringing the doorbell, but after searching for a while, he discovered that the infrastructure of this apartment was very poor and there was no doorbell.

This forced Kitagawa Temple to pat the door of Apartment No. 2204.

He banged the door loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of the people inside.

The cursing voice came from far away and came to the door all of a sudden.

With the crisp sound of the door opening, a middle-aged man with a plump face was already standing at the door.

As soon as he saw Beichuan Temple, he showed an impatient expression: "We don't accept sales here, you can find another place."

It seemed that the other party regarded Beichuan Temple as a door-to-door salesperson.

The chubby-looking middle-aged man was about to close the door after leaving these words. But what the middle-aged man didn't expect was that the young man in front of him suddenly asked: "Are you Kamidaigen?"

God's root?

The middle-aged man frowned: "Why are you looking for a god to replace him?"

His rhetorical question made Beichuanji couldn't help but glance at the house number.

No. 2204.

Yes, this is the room where Kandairone is, there is no mistaking it.

Thinking of this, Kitagawaji said calmly: "I have something to deal with with Kandagen. Since you are not Kandagen, please get out of the way."

Kitagawaji's confident words made the middle-aged man grin uncontrollably. He showed his teeth and looked extremely ferocious: "Boy, even if you know that guy from Jindai, I advise you to be more respectful. ,because I--"

The middle-aged man with a puffy face stopped mid-sentence.

Because he saw... Beichuanji took out the hand hidden behind his back.

And in his palm, he was holding a huge black hammer.

The terrifying look that can only be seen in horror movies made the vicious expression on the middle-aged man's face fade away in an instant.

He pointed to the room and said with an upright face: "It's right inside! That guy from Jindai is right inside!"

He wished he could dig out his heart and let Beichuanji see his loyalty.

For such a man who acted according to the circumstances, Kitagawaji also kicked him in the butt with a calm expression.

Bang! ! !

"Why do you still hit me when I've obviously said everything!?"

The middle-aged man with a puffy face let out a cry of pain.

Beichuan Temple knocked on the ground with a hammer and asked indifferently:

"do you have any opinion?"

"No!"

The middle-aged man with a puffy face shook his head vigorously.

Beichuanji didn't bother to pay attention to this living treasure, and walked into the room with a single movement of his feet.

Seeing this inexplicable young man rushing into the room with a big hammer, the middle-aged man with a chubby face also had his thoughts changed.

If you can't defeat one person, then if you add the three people inside... you should be able to defeat him anyway, right?

He was thinking here, and then he heard 'Bang! Bang! Bang! ' There was a muffled sound, and at the same time there were bursts of men begging for mercy.

But along with a few crisp sounds of bones cracking, the room became quiet again.

This silence... made the middle-aged plump man sweat suddenly flow down his face.

"Kill, kill someone?!"

He covered his mouth and turned pale for a moment.

After putting on his shoes haphazardly, he rushed out of room 2204, took out his mobile phone and dialed the police with a look of despair.

"Hello? Is this the police? Listen to me——"

...

About ten minutes later, the piercing siren of the police car rang downstairs, and several police officers walked out.

This sudden incident made the tenants feel a little strange as they walked out of their rooms and looked at the inexplicable scene at this late night.

But the middle-aged puffy man obviously can't control that much anymore.

He rushed over without hesitation, put his fat hands on the policeman's shoulders, and pointed at room 2204 with a panicked expression: "I called the police! Something happened inside! A young man rushed in with a hammer... Killed! Already killed!"

Seeing this middle-aged plump man with such a nervous expression, the policemen's expressions suddenly became much more solemn.

One of the male police officers said without hesitation: "Don't panic, tell us what happened in detail."

Under the words of the male policeman, the puffy man could only explain what happened, and then he added anxiously: "The murderer has been in for ten minutes! What are you waiting for?! Come in quickly! ah!"

What this puffy man said makes sense.

A young murderer has been inside for ten minutes, and now he has to find a way to protect the safety of ordinary people.

Considering that the other party held a murder weapon and might have killed some victims, the police commander present did not hesitate to allow the use of the gun.

While protecting the chubby middle-aged man in front of them, the police carefully entered room 2204.

This is a narrow room.

There was a smell of expired food in the air.

This unpleasant smell and the stench of alcohol emanating from the room made the police frown.

But they also maintained their own pace, approaching the living room step by step, and finally——

Then enter with the pistol in hand!

"Give up resistance! We are the police!"

In an instant, they pointed their police pistols at the target in the room, looking nervous.

Who is the murderer? !

Thoughts flashed through their minds.

Then--

The scene in the room freezes before my eyes.

There are no 'brains, broken bones, or pieces of human flesh' that middle-aged puffy men say outside.

There were only a few drunken middle-aged people and a young man with a calm face in the living room.

This sight made the policemen blink in astonishment.

Then they all looked at the equally dumbfounded chubby man and asked in a cold voice: "Sir, how should we explain the current situation?"

Well--

The plump middle-aged man opened his mouth wide.

He separated the policeman in shock, pulled up the men sitting around the table, and asked with a surprised look: "Why aren't you dead? Why aren't you still dead? I just heard your screams outside..."

As soon as the puffy man said these words, the man he pulled up was not happy.

He slapped the other person's palm away and asked incomprehensively: "I would like to ask you, why did you stop the guy from Beichuan when he came to deliver wine to us? And called the police?"

Um? ? ? ?

The puffy man was confused.

Door-to-door wine delivery?

Block the door?

Call the police?

He couldn't help but touch his butt.

My butt still hurts a little.

This can't be an illusion, right?

But...these friends sitting together looked at me in confusion.

This made the puffy man a little confused.

Could it be that he was drunk? Do you really think that the guy who delivers the wine to others is a murderer?

Isn't this scientific?

"Is this really the wine delivery boy?" the plump man asked.

"Kubo, are you really drunk?" A lean man next to him answered helplessly.

He was still in a daze, and the policeman behind him also spoke calmly: "Sir, you are making a false alarm, which is a serious waste of police force. According to the current situation, we need you to come to our police station tomorrow to make a record. , there should be no problem, right?"

This policeman is relatively professional and can maintain a calm tone under such circumstances.

The puffy man opened his mouth and felt that something was not right, but after thinking about it for a while he couldn't think of a reason, so he nodded: "I...I know."

He couldn't help but glance at Kitagawa Temple who was sitting upright in the living room again, and scratched his head.

Maybe he was really drunk, right?

"Thank you for your cooperation." The policeman said simply, and then scanned the scene again to confirm that there was no gambling or other behavior before the team left.

After the policemen left, the plump middle-aged man sat down with a look of displeasure. He looked at his friends and became furious: "Since it's the wine delivery guy who's coming to the door, you should tell them in advance." Should I say something?! Otherwise, this kind of thing wouldn’t have happened!”

"Fortunately, the police didn't ask me to take notes today."

He sat down with a curse in his mouth, stretched out his hand and took another sip of wine.

But after a while.

Only then did this puffy man realize that something seemed not quite right.

No one in the room spoke. Except for Beichuanji, who had a cold face, everyone was looking at him with an expression of extreme despair.

After a while, the lean man asked with a trembling voice: "Why don't you go with the police?!"

He croaked, his face turned pale, and his expression was no longer the same as before.

"Ah? What do you mean by this? Do you want me to die?" The fat man threw the wine glass on the table with a clang: "Or do you want to leave me to drink? I tell you! There is no way. !”

His behavior made the other men look even uglier.

At this moment, Beichuan Temple, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

He asked coldly: "Who told you that I came here to deliver drinks?"

"Uh...then you are...?" The plump man opened his mouth.

Kitagawa Temple did not answer the chubby man this time. He just extended his index finger and pointed expressionlessly under the table.

Under the table--

"What's there?"

The puffy man couldn't help but lower his head.

There is no doubt that there is a low-quality tatami under the table. The tatami has become matted and turned black, but it has still not been cleaned.

And on top of the tatami, there was something else.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, which were blurred by drunkenness.

That is a ‘person’.

Only the upper body was left, a human body covered in bluish white, with bones twisted in incredible arcs.

at this time.

The human body was clinging to his lower body.

Malicious eyes.

Staring at him -

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