[Comprehensive] Open your mouth and take medicine!

"Here." I held a flashlight and squatted beside Shimizu Hui who had passed out, my skin was dull, my pulse was fast, and there was no blood on my face—excessive blood loss?There are two small spots on the arm, have you been bitten by a snake?If these two dots are bitten by mosquitoes, will there be bite marks with perfect spacing?

If bitten by a snake, there are only two wounds to prove that it is a poisonous snake. "After so long, if it is a poisonous snake, whether it is a muscle toxin or a neurotoxin, it has already occurred." I touched my lower lip At this time, Mr. Shimizu's family ran all the way over, panting and said to me, "Thank you very much, Miss Natori, just leave Megumi to me." Then he carefully picked up his daughter.

Dr. Toshio Ozaki arrived at Shimizu's house soon, but his expression twitched slightly when he saw me, I shrugged my shoulders, and he drew Xiaohui's blood when he left.I followed and walked out, he frowned and lit a cigarette, I beckoned to him, "Give me a cigarette, lend me a fire." He took a cigarette out of his pocket, and I put it in my mouth and moved towards it I asked him for an excuse, and said softly: "Investigate the possibility of excessive blood loss." His expression changed, and I warned, "Don't talk, don't ask the reason, don't look back, pretend you don't know anything."

He frowned, I coughed twice, and said, "What kind of low-quality cigarettes are you, even if you want to refresh yourself, you should change to something better." After opening the team chat in the room, "Wang Yu, how is your side?"

"I have found a computer that can be used to support large-scale calculations, but it is still a bit troublesome to mix in. By the way, how is your side? Did you encounter any problems?"

"Can you and Elber order a batch of ultraviolet searchlights, and then send them to me through the mail system?"

"Ultraviolet searchlight? What do you want that thing for, to sterilize bacteria?" He yelled, then paused, "Wait, this task is to 'find out the truth about the death of Waichang Village'... You want the ultraviolet searchlight to investigate the case? "

"The so-called 'find out' has many meanings. One of them is to let others know what is going on here. As for the number of people who know, it doesn't need too many people. Even if it is one, it is considered to have completed the task—here Your doctor is very smart." I shrugged, "Buy more, there are a lot of bacteria here."

Waichang Village, I finally remembered what this place is. After I was discharged from the mental hospital, I was really not in the mood to find a new job, so I searched everywhere on the Internet for film and television works to pass the time—ghouls ——This work, unfortunately, is one of the ones I read to pass the time.

If you know what will happen from the beginning, this matter is so simple that you don’t need to spend any brains-to disintegrate a group, you only need to get rid of its leader-this sentence is used on Kirishiki Sako The same applies. The reason why sunlight can cause damage to ghouls must be due to the ultraviolet rays contained in it.

Of course, it cannot be completely determined, so samples are needed for experiments.

I opened the door and walked out. Mrs. Shimizu was worried about her daughter. I walked over and spread my hands. Inside was a small cross. "I have traveled through many big cities. This is what I got when I was in a church. , once blessed me to avoid many disasters, lend it to Xiaohui now, God will definitely bless her when watching in the sky. Remember to hang it in front of the window, so that it will be effective." Mrs. Qingshui raised her head and looked at me for a long time Reaching out to take it, he squeezed out a smile and said, "I'm really sorry for your trouble."

"Oh, by the way, do you want Mrs. Shimizu to accompany Xiaohui at night? If there are relatives around to talk with her, Xiaohui will probably recover soon."

"That's really thankful for Miss Natori's kind words." Mrs. Shimizu wiped away the tears on her face.

Kirifu Chizuru who killed Shimizu Megumi, as long as there is Kirifu Chizuru, there must be Kirifu Masashiro, and if you want to attack Kirifu Chizuru, you must first deal with the troublesome Tatsumi and Kirifu Masashiro—— For this reason, I must first pretend that nothing happened, and pretend to be a Christian who believes in God. Even when others are hurt, saying nonsense such as praying to Christ and God bless will not arouse too much suspicion.

It's not like I can't pretend to be a gentle and kind virgin white lotus.

The next morning, he changed his clothes and went out, with a crucifix around his neck, but saw Mrs. Shimizu's distressed expression, "Excuse me...what's the matter?" Today I planned to go out to find Muroi Shizunobu's piece of char siu , but seeing Mrs. Shimizu's troubled look, I think it must be because the cross hanging on the window fell to the ground for some reason.

"Ah... I'm so sorry, the cross that Natori-san gave Xiaohui is like this..." She took out the cross, and the rosary beads that were originally used to decorate it seemed to be scattered all over the floor.

"Ah, it doesn't matter." I shook my head, "I went out to collect materials today, so I'll fix it when I come back."

"but……"

"It's okay, I'm going out first." As he said this, he walked outside. It seemed that he was using hints to ask Shimizu Hui to tear off the cross hanging on the window first and then come in to suck blood. What if he bleeds a lot? Strong people will be in danger, because they can't smoke too much, so they can only come one at a time.

It seems that many people have died in Shanrui, and that place will soon become their base camp.I opened the mission bar—to find out the truth—what I did was not to find out the truth, but based on the fact that I already knew the truth—this is always the weakness of this mission... If I I already knew how things happened, the cause, process, and result of things—how could it be considered "finding out"?

So the system seems to have taken this into consideration, and just gave out: Find out the truth, this hint, but did not give a subject, no matter who can find out, I am the one who knows the whole process, So I have to go through the motions to find out - but Toshio Ozaki is not, he doesn't know the ins and outs of this matter, and he doesn't know the culprit of this matter, so I just need to help him in the process of investigation , by him to find out.

And I just need to guide him to the right way of thinking when he can't figure it out.

As for Muroi Shizunobu, if he wants to get in the way, I will imprison him without mercy until Toshio Ozaki finishes all this.

When I came to the temple, I happened to see a beautiful lady who was a little older, but looked very temperamental, talking to others - the people here called her the lady - oh, it should be Shizunobu Muroi's piece of char siew he Mom?What a poor woman.If I want to say, I am very ruthless and lack sympathy, and I seldom show mercy to anyone. This beautiful lady who is unlucky and lying on the gun is one of them.

Maybe it's because she's so pretty?

"Excuse me, are you..." Mrs. Meiwazi stood not far away with her hands folded in front of her body. Because she was wearing a kimono that would tie people up, she walked with small steps.

"Ah... I came to this village to travel and take pictures as creative materials. I heard that there are people who also create novels here, so I just came to visit... Are you being rude?" I smiled and took a step forward. , but kept a distance from the stranger, Mrs. Meihezi smiled, "Oh, you are talking about that kid Jingxin, right? He just went out."

Hey, that's right, I'm talking about the char siew.

"May I ask you are……"

"Hello, my name is Quhuo. I just quit my job recently and wanted to write a novel of my own. Because I wanted to write something meaningful, I wanted to wander around in a quiet place." I smiled and walked forward. Small steps—asking for a name represents initial acceptance, then I can go a little further, and humans will respond more kindly to the smiles and kindness shown by the other party.

"I'm really sorry, I don't really know much about novels..." Mrs. Miwako said with a smile, "Miss Natori is here to find Shizushin, otherwise, why don't you come and have a cup of tea first?" He'll be back in a while."

"That's really sorry to bother you."

Pretty lady, you will definitely be killed by that piece of char siu in the future.No matter what he did.

The tea in the monastery tastes pretty good. I don’t know how Elbe’s is, but Wang Yu is someone who has seen the world anyway, so it’s impossible that he can’t do this little thing well, but... the matter of the ultraviolet searchlight has to be done sooner. Done, if you can, catch another ghoul to try the effect of the ultraviolet searchlight even better.

"I heard from my mother that someone is looking for me." The paper partition was pulled open, and I saw Shizunobu Muroi standing there in cassock and monk's uniform, with half-rim glasses. I thought he was a saint. Father Bai Lianhua, I later realized that he is just a logician who is not even as good as a piece of char siu.

"Hello, this is Shizunobu Muroi. I came here because I heard from others that there are people here who can provide advice on the works I want to create. Did I bother you?" I raised my head and smiled , and stood up.

"Ah..." He froze for a moment, "I don't know what to call you?"

"Natorihuo." I nodded, "Actually, I came here to collect information about a murder case that happened in a quiet small village."

"Ah...Miss Natori?" He shook his head, "But I'm not good at murder and criminal investigation... However, it seems that a murder that happened in a quiet small village will definitely happen in that place. There must be an uproar in the village."

"Hey, very, very big waves, many people died one after another, young people, old people, children, men, women... But the murderer has never been found. The murder is unreasonable, the death is unreasonable, and there is no reason, so, Even though everyone knows that this is wrong and abnormal, but they can only comfort their panic with their restricted narrow minds, and they can't resort to writing, so I want to ask Mr. Muroi, who has published several novels. .” I narrowed my eyes slightly.

"Oh," he showed a surprised expression for a moment, "well... In this way, it is not appropriate to call it a detective novel, it should be regarded as... a philosophical novel or a horror novel. But I am very happy. I wonder why Miss Natori came back to talk to me about this issue..."

"The so-called novel is to tell a story. Write the story you want to tell, resort to the pen, and express what you want to express from it—" I walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked outside under the scorching summer sun. The grass that is slightly steaming with water vapor, "That is-thoughts. Sometimes people write things, no matter how inadvertently, they will show the appeals he wants to express in his subconscious...Mr. Muroi knows that in some psychological studies In an institution, the psychiatrist asks patients to observe different ink stain patterns, dichotomous pictures, and paint and tell the stories in the paintings to analyze a person’s psychological state? The same effect can be obtained by using words—”

He didn't speak, just looked at me quietly, and motioned for me to continue talking.

"I'm a person who lacks emotional experience and mood swings. I haven't experienced fear and I don't understand this emotion in my subconscious. Therefore, I can't express the panic I feel when people around me die one by one, and I can't vividly express it. Speaking from the pen - the person who was still chatting with you yesterday, complaining that the cows were sick - was sent out in a coffin today, and then buried in the soil, this kind of fear, reluctance, thinking I can't describe in detail the feeling of 'what's the matter? I was fine not long ago.'

"—Forgive me, Ms. Natori, probably because I don't have enough imagination." He said with a smile, but his tone was a little stiff. "People who lack mood swings ... have difficulty writing novels that satisfy them, because writing is something that requires emotion."

Like a fish about to be put into a frying pan, it finally arched its back in a futile, subconscious gesture of protection.

"——This is also the question I want to ask Mr. Muroi—you have not been abandoned, nor betrayed, nor deeply hurt—how did you write such a text full of despair of being abandoned?"

"Why, Mr. Muroi, who is respected, expected, and has high hopes, only has that empty sense of despair in his words?"

"This..." The knuckles of his fingers holding the rosary turned white.

"People who like to pursue empty things that don't exist, who don't know life but seek death... To put it softly, they are probably the so-called romantic ideals? As a pragmatist, I don't understand it."

His expression darkened completely.