[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

The original discharge date was postponed due to a sudden accident. The turmoil at that time was really unbearable; Keigo Atobe called Yushi Ninzu on the phone, and through the internal relationship, he gave me another detailed inspection from head to toe , but the conclusion is not much different from what I expected.

I am healthy and strong, and I can eat three bowls of dry rice in one meal. As for the disappearance of the magical compatibility ability, it is something that God and God talk about, and scientific theory does not support it.

It took quite some time, and when the dust finally settled in my place, Riji Ruo, who was murderous and went to the monitoring ward to settle accounts, came belatedly with a livid face, and he brought back an unexpected news.

Hitomi Tsukimori, who was lying in the intensive care unit, died cleanly. When Hijiruo arrived, she happened to be pushed out of the emergency room, and she was already dead. Calculated according to the time Hijiruo learned afterwards, the anonymous letter was handed over to Misaku Ling On the scene, Hitomi Tsukimori's situation immediately fell into a critical state. On the rescue platform, her body organs collapsed rapidly to brain death, and the accident happened too quickly for people to react in time.

Whether the truth is that Hitomi Tsukimori and Harumi Tsukimori died at the same time, or someone behind the scenes unknowingly killed the killer, in short, the police will be in a hurry for a while.

However, all this has nothing to do with me, at least on the surface.

When all the turbulent waves were dormant under the calm water level, I was also discharged from the hospital and returned to the monotonous life of two points and one line.

Every day at home at school, I didn’t go anywhere unless necessary. Under my deliberate neglect, all the previous follow-ups were also excluded, even related people, who was inside and who was inside. The things to be resolved squeezed the gap so much that they didn't even have time to talk to each other when they met unexpectedly.

When I realized it, I couldn't figure out how long I hadn't talked to so and so with my fingers; in a daze, it seemed that everything had returned to the beginning when my name was not Sanjo Sakurako, dead house, gloomy, and isolated from the world , I think that apart from his own inactivity, that person probably acquiesced in such a development, right?

Of course, no one got to the bottom of this issue, including the classmates in the class and the guards who were always hostile in the school, as if the surrounding group had been under the magic of oblivion, and no one even came to make trouble; The distance, in the end, let it go... In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.

Two people who have nothing in common, really can't maintain a certain state for a long time, as if the two tracks that were accidentally misplaced, after a short twist, gradually drifted apart.

So, go on like this.

No one can move without anyone.

……

When I woke up in the morning, I saw thick white mist on the glass windows. I looked at the calendar in astonishment and found that I missed the whole autumn without paying attention. It was winter now.

When school was over in the afternoon, when I walked out of the teaching building amidst the crowd, I was shivered by the oncoming wind, and my nose felt as if someone had scratched it with a feather. ready.

In desperation, I turned sideways to avoid the crowded crowd, lowered my head and clasped my hands together to cover my nose tightly, killing the uncivilized behavior of tears in the bud. Then I took out a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped it. It is embedded in such a scene: under the tree-lined avenue separated by half a flower bed in front, beautiful teenagers with their own merits are surrounded and walked by. The silver-gray hair color of that person is very dazzling in the dark dusk of early winter, with handsome eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. Picking up the phoenix eye...

This scene... somehow gave people a very inexplicable sense of sight, so I was slightly stunned, and the steps under my feet were taken back, and I just stopped on the spot, and then my back hit an external force, and I turned sideways along the force, His eyes still stopped at a certain point, and he ignored someone's low-pitched complaints as he passed by.

There were crowds of people in front of me and behind me. In the early winter evening when the sunshine was shortened, I was inexplicably dazed at the moment when people were hurrying around.

The next second, the man turned his head inadvertently, and stopped abruptly. From a distance, his gray-purple phoenix eyes met my gaze accurately. When facing each other from a distance, there seemed to be a faint haze in his eyes.

I unconsciously took half a step back, and then paused again... Suddenly, the scene at this time overlapped with another scene in my mind. It was just a few days after I became Sanjo Yingzi, and after looking at each other like this... The killing was pulled away prelude.

After thinking about it, I took the lead to turn my gaze, pretended to be careless, helped my schoolbag, and walked towards the school exit along the trajectory of most of the crowd.

……

Walking down from the inside of the Bingdi Campus to the exit for more than ten minutes, the sky darkened faster than my pace, boarded the car guarding the door, the color outside the window has changed from light gray to dark gray, and the street is also bright early Dim lights.

After the car started, the static scenery flowed slowly and gradually accelerated. Through the windshield, I saw that the far high sky seemed to be pressed with a thick lead color, biting and dignified.

The uncle driver said that the forecast seemed to be cooling down while driving. I threw my schoolbag aside and rubbed my stiff hands. feel sleepy.

Moving forward like this, after an unknown period of time, I vaguely heard a strange noise.

After being dazed for a while, I realized that it was a ringtone, a mobile phone that I hadn't used for a while in my schoolbag... It's weird that someone broke into it?I propped up my body that slipped and fell in the seat, slowly opened my schoolbag, took out the cell phone that was ringing happily, took a closer look, and then I was taken aback.

This number... who is it?

Staring blankly at the string of unfamiliar numbers, it took me a while to move my finger to the green answer button. As soon as I decided to press it, the screen went dark. Lights up again.

It was still the unfamiliar number before, but this time I quickly connected it.

"Which one?"

"it's me--"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little... uh, hesitant and preoccupied, but he was still in an unfamiliar range, so I silently twitched the corners of my mouth, "Your...what's your surname?"

The other party seemed to choke, paused for a few seconds and raised his voice, "Do you have a hearing problem?!"

The smell of gunpowder in the tone burned through the microphone, and the anger that was close to the boiling point welded together the two nerves that had been out of state in my mind recently, "Ah——Student Mingto."

After figuring out the identity of the caller, I widened my eyes reflexively, "What's the matter? My homework has already been handed in!"

The person on the other end of the phone let out a heavy breath, obviously being choked up again, but it can't be blamed for my weird reaction, you must know (I suspect in private) that Ryo Mingo, who suffers from 'Sanjo Sakurako Phobia', doesn't know how to call at all. The person on the phone, even though he was in the same class, had no contact with me. He even performed his duties as a department representative through a third-party communication.

Such a person actually took the initiative to call?What day is it today... Could it be that there will be a knife in the sky?

……

While Mingto Ryo was speechless for a moment, I stretched my neck and looked into the cab, intending to see through the windshield to see if there was any abnormality; after a while, the person who recovered the response on the other end spoke, but spoke hesitantly, Plus ambiguous.

"It's about this guy...uh I think...can you help me?"

"Huh? There's a guy... someone I don't know, right?" After getting his somewhat embarrassing affirmative answer, I looked away and rolled my eyes at the roof of the car, "Are we familiar?"

Mingto Ryo was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone was very sincere, and his attitude was also very low; I don't know if it was my illusion or what, maybe the truth he asked for was of great importance, and his almost humble figure made it impossible to refuse for a while.

So I had no choice but to agree to him for the time being, and we will meet first and then talk in detail.

Before the call ended, Mingo Ryo's tone was obviously relieved. Through the microphone, I could still hear a very chaotic commotion on the other end. It seemed that someone was smashing something, and someone next to him was rushing to stop and persuade.

The second the signal was cut off, the wireless network dutifully restored the signal. In the unknown place, someone roared with extreme anger. As for what happened, we had to wait until we arrived at the address given by Mingo Ryo. to understand.

……Dividing line……

The address reported to me by Ryo Mingo is located in the commercial area of ​​the city, not far from the street where the car is at the moment, and it only takes about 10 minutes by car. roadside.

Both sides of the street are full of feasting and feasting, and a variety of signboards are inlaid on high-rise buildings. The flickering light reflects a bit of warmth in the originally gloomy night, and the wind blowing on the body seems not so biting.

After getting out of the car, I walked through the pedestrians, found the name of the agreed store from the dense signboards, and then slowly touched it.

After entering that door, I realized that it was originally located underground. The stairs turned two corners and extended all the way down. There are colorful light bulbs on both sides of the wall, a bit like the small light strings embedded in the edge of the mirror in a hairdresser's shop. The looming music, this place is clearly not a place for minors to stay and entertain.

The more I go down, the more annoyed I am, and the more I feel like I've been cheated. No matter how you look at it, Mingo Ryo is a well-behaved child, right?Shouldn't there be a trap?Make a trick and let me do something...

The pace under my feet gradually slowed down. When I turned the third corner, I decided to turn around. Unexpectedly, before I could turn around, I saw a gaudy glass door at first sight.

It looks like the faintly visible patterns of certain weathered places and casinos in very vulgar movies. It is half open, and the corner exposed inside is dark wood. There are a few people leaning against the walls on both sides of the door, colorful Dress up, soaring cockscomb hair, bits and pieces of pendants, everyone looked up when they heard the sound, with raised eyebrows and raised eyes.

I was embarrassed, and the conditioned reflex was to turn around.

The heel had just turned halfway, and someone came out of the door quickly from the corner of his eye, and then those who were leaning on the wall stood up, without saying a word, and surrounded them one after another.

"Three cherry blossoms."

The foot that had already stepped up a step was stopped by the cry. I twitched the corners of my mouth, turned around, and stared at Ryo Mingo with my head half down.

There is no old eye that goes to the wrong place!800 years of labor and capital, robbers send out kindness once...

……

In just a few seconds, the definition of Ryo Mingo in my heart was turned upside down. After staring at him for 2 minutes, I took a breath and did not subconsciously resist when he stepped forward to take me into the house.

The few people who were visually identified as delinquent teenagers outside were still blocked at the other end of the glass door. Ryo Mingo kept half a step behind me, as if to prevent me from turning around and leaving; when the two of them stepped into the room, the two glass doors were blocked. The people outside closed it silently.

My figure paused, and I quickly scanned the environment: the tables and chairs in the room were overturned, and sundries fell on the dark wooden floor, obviously after the chaos... Is this the scene on the phone?

My eyes moved along the scattered debris, and then I saw a person sitting on the only sofa in the room that had not been catastrophe beside the coffee table with its legs upturned in the corner.

The back of the sofa was facing the exit, and most of the figure of the man was sunken in it. From my angle, I saw that the hand resting on the armrest of the sofa held half a cigarette, and countless cigarette butts fell on the nearby ground. It was obviously a very decadent gesture.

Raising my eyebrows, I glanced sideways at Mingto Liang, and from the gloomy look on the other side, I got the answer that the person sitting on the sofa was the one who needed to meet up for a detailed talk on the phone.

So, I twitched the corner of my mouth, lowered my voice and said to Mingo Ryo, "Now I can explain in detail what you didn't understand on the phone."

Hearing this, Mingo Ryo's brows that were already tightly frowned were so wrinkled that he could kill a fly; seeing his angry expression of "I don't know how to speak, things are complicated and troublesome", my skin trembled heavily , "Short a long story, and then speak straight."

I know you are clumsy with words, but I also don't have the ability to silently read the passage from my expression, so let me be honest and honest, boy, for the sake of my classmates, I will give you a few more minutes to organize your words.

The person on the sofa is still like a sculpture, motionless, Mingto Ryo-san also remains frozen in place, I look at him and then at the unknown guy, then at him and then at that person ...repeating this for several laps, and finally the patience ran out.

"I still have something to do. If you don't want to say it, I will leave."

After I gave the ultimatum, I turned my heels and was about to go out, but my arms were pulled; Mingto Ryo's mouth was tightly pursed, with a serious expression on his face, "The thing is..."

Such…

……

After listening to Mingto Ryo’s brief introduction, I walked to the corner and sat on the chair that Mingo Ryo made up temporarily, and silently adjusted my position to the most relaxing posture, while waiting for Mingto who was squatting on the ground a few meters away Classmate Liang tossed and waited for the video that needed to be reflected, while squinting at the person who asked for help who had said nothing from the beginning to the end.

It was a young man who was about the same age as Mingto Liang. At this moment, the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end, but he was still sitting in a daze as if he hadn't noticed it, as if he was shocked by a sudden accident and lost his reaction. It doesn't matter how it changes.

I think such a reaction... errrrrrrrrrrr... excusable?

After recalling the situation explained by Mingo Ryo in my heart, I silently withdrew my eyes from looking at the strange boy, and turned my eyes to Mingo Ming who was playing with the audio-visual equipment that was somewhat lost.

According to him, tonight's event was an extremely rare coincidence.

Ryuichi Aoki, the boy who is stupefied at the moment, is also the one who asked me for help through Mingo Ryo.

He asked me to help find someone, a girl who has been missing for a long time, but the clues are in the video that will be played later——Let’s put it this way~ Everything is a coincidence, Takashi Aoki is still getting together with his friends today Ready to do something wrong together, this is their gathering place, before midnight hits the bad boys' prime time, the guys with nothing to do decide to watch X-rated movies to pass the time.

And then... In the movie contributed by a certain accomplice, and found from where he forgot, Aoki Takaichi saw that the girl starring in it was actually someone he knew.

Ryuichi Aoki's father's second divorced wife and the daughter of his ex-husband (this relationship makes me dizzy), Maiko Akimoto, who has been missing for more than two years and has been filed with the police.

Oops…

Such a shitty thing, why did you ask me to do it?Shouldn't we call the police immediately? !

I twitched the corners of my eyes, staring at the screen that had already started showing and fast-forwarded by Ryo Mingo's remote control. I remembered the sincere words on the other side's face in my mind: I don't know whether to be embarrassed or angry to find out that he is the first The first reaction was to call me, why do I look like a policeman? !

Alright, alright~ Thinking about it ten thousand steps back, I would probably figure out what's going on before I make plans, but... Is it really okay for you to invite me to watch a restricted-rated movie?

In the end, Mingo Ryo, you... actually hang out with delinquent boys, to the point of gathering a crowd to watch porn? !

Friends?

……

My mind was galloping wildly, thinking of what was inside and what was what, and all kinds of small theaters came and went one after another. I kept a straight and expressionless posture, and stared at the screen that was fast forwarded from time to time under the control of Mingo Ryo .

Of course, it is impossible for him to show me uncensored videos without reservation. It is said that the irrelevant clips are ignored by technical means, and the problematic parts are shown on the screen.

But it is precisely this scene that adds up to less than 10 minutes that still makes me feel tense.

When the screen stopped at the last key point, Mingo Ryo pressed pause, got up, and walked to the side where I was sitting, "That's it." He lowered his voice a little hoarse, looked at Ryuichi Aoki while speaking, and then exhaled heavily In one breath, "I think the only person who can help is you."

I glanced at Mingto Ryo's stiff side face, lowered my head, and slowly began to look at the things he gave me that I hadn't had time to look at.

The front of the shell of the film is a rich and gaudy woman's face, and the back is a full-body photo of her, posing in an extremely humiliating pose, plus naked, which clearly reflects the content. This is an adult film with blood restrictions, and the level It's very tall, and I don't know where these teenagers got it.

The title of the film is also very pun, [lamb]; very pure words, but the whole story is full of sexual abuse scenes, and the final ending is torture and killing.

The flashing shots from the beginning to the end are all uncensored, not even a word of nonsense, ah—except for the inexplicable words and shooting tidbits of the woman reflected on the shell at the beginning and the end...

Put the film shell aside, and then I put the photo of the missing person next to it. Comparing the hatchback, the two people are five or six points alike. Regardless of appearance or body shape, similarity does not mean the same. Two people It's always different, so...

"How are you sure it's Akimoto Maiko?" After I finished asking, I heard Mingo Ryo cough a few times, as if he was choking, he didn't speak, and his eyes fell directly on Aoki Takaichi.

"There is a mole on her lower abdomen." Takashi Aoki raised his eyes and stared at me while speaking, his eyes flickered a little, more resentment that had nowhere to vent.

I staggered his gaze, looked down at the photo of a smiling girl in a sailor suit in my hand, and looked at the cover of the third-level movie sandwiched under the plastic casing... After a long silence, I got up and walked to the player.

Pick up the controller, adjust the speed of the movie, rewind a little bit, wait for the time to jump to a certain position, and then play it in slow motion.

Staring at the screen intently, I watched the moment when the heroine died in the last movie five or six times. Finally, I let go of my fingers and let the remote control fall to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Sorry, I can't help you." I turned my head and looked at the two people standing and sitting behind me. "I can't find any clues from the video that can help you find him."

I know what Ryo Mingto means. He must have heard from someone that I have strange abilities. He also said before that some people rumored that I was a psychic, so he rushed to the doctor in a hurry.

As of today, Akimoto Maiko has been missing for more than two years, long past the time limit for her to be found; if I remain silent, those who miss her will continue to miss her, even with an unbelievably weak hope...

"Two years, four months and eight days... the last time I saw her." Aoki Takaichi said this in a dull and slow voice, and then he tightened his lips, his handsome face looked bleak and fierce.

I chewed his sentence twice, sighed in my heart, and sighed again after thinking about it, then slowly turned my head to look at the screen, raised my hand and clicked on the frozen frame, "If she is...don't I found it, the people inside are already dead."

The heroine's death scene in the film is probably a hundred secrets. The editor missed a close-up shot, which was only less than three seconds long. After freezing it and comparing it, it can be seen that the person lying on the ground in the film Human pupils have dilated.

She is dead.

It's not acting, it's real death.

This film called "Lamb" used editing methods to steal the day and day with similar living people, and packaged the real records of sexual abuse and murder into commodities to circulate in the market.

really...

Creepy.

Xu Shi didn't react for a while, and the two people were stunned with blank expressions. I watched them as if they couldn't digest it for a while, so I got up, straightened my clothes, and reorganized what I wanted to say later in euphemistic words.

I personally think that it is better to call the police for such a murderous discovery. Of course, they need to make up a perfect excuse to pick me out.

Cases and the like are simply out of reach for me at the moment. I still can't lift heavy things with my hands. Safety comes first. Hey!

My brain is flooded and I can't refuse other people's requests. I will find time to see a psychologist next time. There is no cure for social barriers.