Chapter 8 Someone Is Here (Please Collect!)
Okano Police, whose full name is Okano Ryoko, is a mature woman in her twenties and thirties.
She gave Kamiya Mirai the feeling of being 'strong'.
The other party was not wearing police uniforms, but was wearing warm private clothes, but at a glance, it made people feel that this person should be engaged in a job like a policeman or inspector.
As soon as Okano Ryoko saw Beichuan Temple, she quickly leaned towards him, and after handing the paper bag with clean clothes in her hand to Beichuan Temple, she opened her mouth and said:
"Beichuan, you found the murder scene again?"
Okano Ryoko looked around the lake park and subconsciously added the word 'again'.
The reason why the word 'again' was added was because this student from Beichuan Temple discovered too many headless murders or murder scenes in the past half month.
There are already five cases in the list of large and small cases.
Considering the situation of this high school student who is 'too strong to attract weird aura' is a bit special.
Okano Yoshiko also made an exception and handed over her private mobile phone number to the other party.
"Only you?" Beichuan Temple glanced at the emptiness behind Okano Ryoko, and a rare look of disgust appeared on his face.
"Who do you think did it?" Okano Yoshiko was amused by the boy's disgusted face, and she casually shook the ashes from the lady's cigarette.
Calling the police is not an easy task, and these days, her team is too busy with the case submitted by Beichuan Temple before, and if they want to call the manpower, they have to ask their superiors for instructions. Of course, the most important thing is that she didn't see the scene of the crime, so she couldn't call in people just by a few words from a high school student.
"I said you kid, you don't study hard all day long, you don't talk about love, you actually do these moths every day, and do extra work for your elder sister--" Yoshiko Okano took two steps up while talking, Only then did she see Mirai Kamiya hiding behind Beichuan Temple.
oh?
Yoshiko Okano showed an intriguing smile.
"Boy Beichuan, is this your girlfriend?"
Before Beichuan Temple could answer, Kamiya Mirai showed a sweet smile behind him, and said in a crisp and soft voice:
"Yes, I am Si Jun's girlfriend, sister Liang Zi can call me Mirai."
A woman's mouth, a deceitful ghost.
Beichuan Temple just glanced sideways at Gu Future, but he was too lazy to argue with her.
He took two steps forward and got down to business.
"The incident this time may be related to the serial killing incident I reported to the police more than ten days ago. It's in the back cabin. Go in and see for yourself."
"Ah...I know."
Yoshiko Okano twitched her nose.
There was a faint smell of blood and a strange smell in the air.
It was the smell of corpses.
…
What happened next was unexpectedly simple. Ryoko Okano called his colleagues to clean up the scene of the crime, leaving Beichuanji and Kamiya Mirai to the police station to complete the transcripts and go through the process, then drove the two to a nearby home cold drink shop.
"If you only look at the method and the gender of the victim, it is indeed possible that the perverted murderer became active three months ago. Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of a group crime. Everything will have to wait for the results of the identification department."
Yoshiko Okano didn't have such a bad temper that she smoked in front of the two minors. While chewing gum, she said:
"It's similar to the female corpse that you, Beichuan, found in more than ten days. The other party first hit the victim's head violently with a blunt instrument such as a steel pipe or a baseball bat, and then removed the arm with superb surgical techniques—uh ? Do you have any questions? Beichuan's little girlfriend?"
Yoshiko Okano looked sideways at Mirai Kamiya who raised her hand.
"Why is there no possibility of imitation crime? Sister Liangzi?" Shen Gulai put down his palm and asked curiously.
But the content made Okano Ryoko smile.
"The reason why the possibility of imitation crimes is ruled out is because we haven't announced the existence of this murderous maniac. However, after this case of hiding the body in the lake park, it is estimated that we can no longer suppress it. Our police are incompetent, so we can only Let the residents be more careful when going out, especially a cute-looking female high school student like you, Mirai-chan."
Yoshiko Okano continued:
"Although the reason is unknown, most of the victims were female high school students in their teens."
"Really, Sister Liangzi, she is protected by the Monarch of the Temple." Shen Gulai held Beichuan Temple's arm next to him without any shame, as if he was in love with him.
"That's all the information for now, right?" Beichuan Temple ignored Mirai Kamiya as usual.
"Well, I'll tell you the first-hand news, Beichuan boy, you have to be careful, you have appeared at the scene twice in a row, and you may be targeted by the murderer."
"I will pay attention." Seeing that he could not continue to get useful information, Beichuan Temple just nodded and drank the lemon juice in his hand. "School will start tomorrow. I still have some things to deal with, so I will leave first."
"This brat who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles." Seeing the back of Beichuan Temple walking away quickly, Okano Yoshiko felt a little headache again.
Beichuan Temple has always been like this, acting too calm and old-fashioned, making it impossible for her to communicate properly with the other party.
"Is your boyfriend like this at school?" Okano Ryoko asked without hesitation.
"hey-hey..."
Kamiya Mirai rolled his eyes, and touched his smooth chin after thinking of Beichuan Temple's performance in school.
Beichuan Temple's current behavior can no longer be explained by a major change in personality, it's like a different person.
In the name of Beichuan Temple's girlfriend, the two chatted about him for a while.
From Okano Ryoko's mouth, Kamiya Mirai also learned about Beichuan Temple's unknown side outside.
Unlike Beichuan Temple who was bullied at school, Beichuan Temple during the winter vacation seemed to be a different person. He assisted in the discovery of the murder scene and even helped the police arrest suspects.
When he heard Okano Yoshiko mention that Kitagawa Temple once subdued a heinous criminal with his bare hands, Mirai Kamiya couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Doesn't she remember that the Beichuan Temple Society in the school punished the murderer with bare hands? In the future, Kamiya has some small expectations for tomorrow's school season.
As the sky gradually darkened, Yoshiko Okano, who had exchanged phone numbers with Mirai Kamiya, also drove over and sent the little girl home lovingly.
"You have to be very careful around these few days. It's best if you don't get involved. But you still have to be more vigilant these days. After all, you are at the scene today. It's not uncommon for the murderer to notice you. Remember, if something goes wrong You must call me, and I will come over as soon as possible."
"Thank you sister Ryoko." Kamiya Mirai stood at the door of his own three-story house, and waved goodbye to Okano Ryoko politely.
After the other party drove the car out of her sight, she took a small breath and began to touch the keys.
"I really got some good information. So Beichuan student still has that side..." Shengu Mirai lost his mind, only feeling that his curiosity couldn't stop gushing out.
There is such a strange person hidden beside her, how can she not let her interest surge?
Finally got the key, and Shen Gu will open the door in the future.
Shengu Mirai's little white rabbit slippers are randomly placed at the door.
The inside of the house has long been engulfed in darkness, the long hallway ends with the stairs and toilet on the second floor, the whole house is silent.
This is also of course, Kamiya Mirai's parents have always been working late, and it is commonplace that there is no one at home.
This extremely normal scene made Kamiya Mirai suddenly stop in his tracks.
Her hands and feet were like falling into an ice cellar, a gust of cold air rushed straight to the top of the sky, and her body trembled.
Someone has been here!