Chapter 80 There Is Another Person in the Car

Beichuan Temple returned to the hotel.

At this time, the time has come to twelve o'clock.

After washing his body, Beichuan Temple soaked in the hot spring for a while. After feeling the warmth to drive away the chill bit by bit, he put on the bathrobe prepared by the boss again and walked back to his room.

It took about half an hour, but that's half an hour——

Xi Kujo took out all the contents of Beichuan Temple's pocket.

Diary of the deceased, two torn pieces of paper, group photo book and roster of grades 06 to 09.

It's just that the diaries and torn notes of the deceased are afterimages entwined with the resentment of the deceased, and the camera can't image them at all, which defeats Beichuan Temple's hope of enriching the homepage layout.

But now is not the time to care about these.

Beichuan Temple strode over, picked up Xi Jiutiao who was lying on top of these things and put it aside, then brought over the small round table on the other side, and looked carefully at the incandescent light above his head.

He directly flipped the group photo book to level 09, and took out the roster with the other hand without stopping.

Second-year class B... Second-year class B...

Beichuan Temple's eyes paused.

A group photo of class B of the second year of Xucha Senior High School in 2009.

Beichuan Temple looked at the photo that had turned yellow and discolored, and took it out.

Fortunately, there is a protective plastic compartment on the outside of the group photo album. When the photos were taken out, they were still intact and the printed characters were clear.

"Sakura Yuki...has it."

The background of the photo is the sea, and Sakura Yuki is standing in the middle, smiling brightly at the photo.

The surrounding students subconsciously leaned towards her.

Even through the photos, Beichuan Temple can feel their lively youthful vigor.

It can also be seen from here that Sakura Yuki was indeed very popular in the second-year class B at that time.

On the line below the photo, the names of the students on the school trip are neatly printed.

Ishikawa Kaito was already wanted at that time, and was naturally ignored by everyone.

Even the words XX classmate (absent) were not printed.

"There is no problem on the roster." Kitagawa Temple turned the roster to Class B of the second year, and Ishikawa Kaito's name was crossed out with a black carbon pen.

This was expected, and Beichuan Temple didn't care too much.

What he has to think about now is how the murderer completed the crime back then.

How on earth could the other party arrange so many flammable objects in the school.

You must know that even arson takes time, especially as the second-year Class B caught fire so quickly, it will take even more time to arrange things.

And why didn't they just jump out of the window in the first place?

You must know that there are basically some landscape trees planted outside the main building of the school. Rather than being burned to death inside, it would be easier to fight to the death.

Unless the fire is near a window...but that takes more time to prepare.

"Time...time...shouldn't a week of school trips be the best arrangement time?" Beichuan Temple's black pupils froze.

He put out all the photos of the second year of high school, and glanced at those who were absent from the school trip.

Except for Kaito Ishikawa, almost no one was absent throughout the second grade.

After all, this is a commemoration of the end of youth, and the second year of high school students will face the battle of Tianwang Mountain in the third year of high school, so no matter whether they are bad or ordinary students, as long as the situation is not very special, they will attend such a party.

But this is only almost, besides Ishikawa Kaito, there is another person who was absent from the school trip——

"It's really this person?" Beichuan Temple's eyes flickered, and he took a deep breath as he looked at the name of the absent person printed under a certain class in the second year of high school.

He dug out some photos from the front of the group photo album and compared them repeatedly for a long time before putting down the group photo album.

He never thought that he would meet this name on the roster.

Beichuan Temple closed the roster and photo album again, feeling a little tired.

It seems that I still have to do something.

 …

The next day, Beichuan Temple went out early.

He first went to Sucha High School, communicated with Sakura Yuki for a while, and after reaching a consensus, he went to a convenience store to buy a new set of clothes and a disposable mask.

After finishing these things, Beichuan Temple went back to the B & B hotel to wait.

It wasn't until the night fell that he changed into new clothes, took Miku Nishikujo with him, and went out of the hotel to put on the big mask.

 …

"Sister Yushu, do you need me to take you home?"

The novice female forensic doctor next to her looked adoringly at Yuki Sakura who was changing clothes and yawning.

This forensic doctor sent by the Tokyo Regional Police Station to Yashan City is really amazing.

She just watched the other party's dissection and analysis of the corpse's flowing process, and a heart of reverence naturally emerged in her heart.

And what about myself? Until now, he is still flustered, and he shrinks when he gets to the seat, and he is too nervous to speak out the results of his analysis.

"No need, Nara, isn't your boyfriend coming to pick you up? Just go home with him." Yuki Sakura joked.

The new female forensic doctor spoke again, but Yuki Sakura didn't bother to answer.

After all, she had heard so many compliments from the new female forensic doctor.

Why is Senior Yushu so powerful?

Why does Senior Youshu know the human body so well?

Why...

In fact, there are so many why?

Yuki Sakura rubbed her temples, feeling that these people were really annoying.

The more you practice, the more you will become proficient in natural techniques. There is really nothing to say.

Yuki Sakura came out of the police station and rubbed his palms.

For some reason, she always felt that the weather today was very cold, and the cold wind hit her bones, which made her shiver a few times uncontrollably.

"It's really a psychological effect." Yuki Sakura said to himself, and walked straight to the underground parking lot across the street.

The underground parking lot is bright and majestic. Sakura Yuki stood at the entrance and looked at the neatly arranged vehicles, just like the mortuary cabinets in the morgue.

The semi-enclosed underground did not bring any warmth to Sakura Yuki, she shook her body.

The chill... seems to be getting stronger.

The weather is getting weirder and weirder.

Didn't the weather forecast say that the temperature has begun to pick up? Why does it feel colder than yesterday?

Sakura Yuki muttered in his heart, and he came to his car, took out the key and pressed the door, and got into it.

The environment in the car was the same as when she left this morning.

Cigarette lighter, perfume box in front of the car, toilet paper towels...

Nothing in the car was moved.

Yep, nothing weird about it.

But Yuki Sakura always felt that something was abnormal.

As if I had overlooked something.

Sakura Yuki couldn't help but look out of the car.

The underground parking lot was quiet and there was no one there. The entire underground parking lot was like a large coffin.

Sakura Yuki shook her head. While looking at the front, she reached out to the back seat to fumble for the women's cigarettes that she didn't know where to put.

She touched something.

As a forensic doctor, she quickly reacted.

It was a man's strong arm.

It turns out that the long-standing illusion is not that the things in the car have been moved——

But there was another person in the car.

Thanks to Lang Langlang, Dark Star under the Moon, Zhong Laorun, austen777, Yunergui, Muppets, book friends 20170806151751158, His Majesty the Sage, and Da Zhihu for their rewards! Thank you so much! I took a nap yesterday... so thanks a little late.