This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kamiya wiped his eyes in the future, took a deep breath, and then looked inside again.

The corpse wrapped in muddy blood plasma still lay quietly in place, and did not disappear after rubbing his eyes as Shengu Future thought.

Kamiya Mirai retracted his gaze and took a deep breath.

She didn't scream like ordinary little girls. On the contrary, she thought that she should be as quiet as possible at this time, so as not to attract the murderer who might still be around.

She sorted out her thoughts first.

First of all, this is a very hidden burial place, and there is another murderer besides her who knows.

And judging from the current situation, the murderer probably didn't know that this place had been exposed.

But who was the murderer——

Kamiya Mirai did not point all his fingers at Beichuan Temple.

After all, there is no conclusive evidence now, she can only say that all doubts seem to point to Beichuan Temple...

Kamiya thought about it over and over again for a long time, and his beautiful eyes shone with interest.

The Beichuan Temple that came here alone, and the female corpses are stored in it... All of this makes Mirai Kamiya feel excited for a long time. Isn't this the story of a detective in a detective novel or a game investigating an incident alone?

The handsome protagonist utters the declaration that there is always only one truth.

That's right, relying on her alone... This is a good chance to make a difference...

So Mirai Kamiya clapped his hands and nodded.

Well, call the police.

It's a pity, but the detective game can only go so far. Mirai Kamiya is not arrogant enough to think that a little girl with no strength can solve the whole incident.

"Speaking of which, where did that guy from Beichuan Temple go? He came here alone, and it doesn't look like a coincidence." Kamiya Mirai muttered to himself, turning his head vigilantly to look over the surrounding environment.

As long as there is any trouble, she will run away with those two long snow-white thighs, without giving Beichuan Temple the slightest chance.

As long as there is a wind blowing grass--

Boom.

Kamiya, who was shaking her head, bumped into someone's body in the future, she looked up, and met Beichuan Temple's calm and indifferent eyes.

"Heh...hehehehe..." Shengu Future subconsciously showed a cheerful and smiling expression.

She is obviously very confident in her tracking technology.

quiet--

 …

Standing in front of him, Beichuan Temple was covered in blood and was holding a bag of things wrapped in a blue transparent garbage bag in his hand.

If Shengu Mirai reads it correctly, it should be a piece of meat glued together with quicklime.

Densely made of fleshy pieces of a woman's arm.

But Kamiya Mirai unexpectedly did not show any panicked emotions. On the contrary, she folded her arms with great interest and said without changing her face:

"I want to ask classmate Beichuan a question."

"ask."

Beichuan Temple's voice sounded as cold as ice, and he spit out simple words without even shaking his eyebrows.

This classmate is also too cold.

If someone continues to whisper in the ears of Mirai Kamiya, saying that Beichuan Temple is a pervert who steals underwear with soft feet, Mirai Kamiya must take off the stockings he is wearing and stuff them into the other party's mouth.

You call this a pervert who steals stockings?

This is simply a cold-blooded murderer, right? !

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, Kamiya Mirai kept smiling and said:

"That... May I take off all the underwear I'm wearing and give it to you now, can you spare my life?"

Beichuan Temple did not express any opinion on the other party's bold remarks, but just looked up and down the future of Kamiya.

A head of clean black hair fell down, and a brown plaid scarf covered half of her face, but looking at her bright and big eyes, she should be a rare and pretty girl. She was tightly wrapped in a white coat, and the dark blue mid-length skirt swayed, revealing the thick black stockings underneath. She was wearing a pair of light brown boots, her thighs were slender and straight, and she was well-dressed.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about this, he threw the corpse of his arm aside and clapped his hands:

"you know me?"

"? Beichuan's question...is a bit intriguing." Kamiya Mirai ticked the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, she didn't think she could beat Beichuan Temple, and it seemed that the opponent was not interested in her body either.

The situation is so bad, she simply started to let herself go, and said casually:

"Student Beichuan, the question you want to ask should be—is there anyone in Jingbei High School who doesn't know you now? After all, you are a famous underwear thief in Jingbei."

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Underwear thief? Have you ever done something like this before?

Regarding this, Beichuan Temple remained silent and looked into the eyes of Mirai Kamiya with a sweet smile.

He still hasn't figured out the situation of Beichuan Temple in school, and maybe the girl in front of him is a classmate of Beichuan Temple.

Following the principle of saying too much, Beichuan Temple didn't say a word.

But Beichuan Temple never expected that the other party would suddenly say:

"I'm curious."

Mirai Kamiya said again:

"I have observed you, Beichuan student, from a long distance. You are completely different in school and now. The Beichuan student in school and the current Beichuan student feel that you are not the same person at all. If you have to say—" Kamiya Mirai pointed He tapped on the side of his eye socket.

"That's the eyes."

"A person's eyes are the windows to the soul. In the eyes of Beichuan before, I could only see resentment and resentment towards myself, but now Beichuan..."

Kamiya Mirai blinked.

"Student Beichuan's eyes are really special now. If it weren't for your face as classmate Beichuan, I guess I would treat you as someone else—or, on the surface, you are classmate Beichuan Temple but inwardly... are you really classmate Beichuan?" ?”

Kamiya blinked his eyes in the future, and put his fingers on his pink lips, looking very curious.

Confident and peaceful, do not fight or grab, do not take or give.

The other party gave me the feeling that he had exceeded the sense of stability at his age - the previous Beichuan Temple definitely did not have this kind of aura.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Are you exposing yourself?

"I regret it now." Beichuan Temple turned around and took out his mobile phone.

"What do you regret?" Kamiya Mirai keenly sensed that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of harming him at all, so his speech gradually became reckless.

"I regret why you didn't let you give me your underwear, so that I can cover your mouth with it." Beichuan Temple casually replied to the girl with a hundred thousand reasons, found a name in the phone's address book, and made a call .

"Huh?" The corners of Kamiya Mirai's mouth curled up, his eyes were frivolous, and he said another word of teasing:

"It's okay to let people take off now~"

"Then take it off."

Beichuan Temple raised his head and said in a serious voice.

"..." Kamiya Mirai.

Um...

Um? ? ? ? ?

Seeing Beichuan Temple's intention of "If you don't take it off, I'll help you take it off", Kamiya Mirai's mouth moved——

Only now did she feel that she really didn't deserve to die.