5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

What is different from the usual practice is that what we got today is the personal information of the victims mentioned the day before yesterday, and we searched in groups in the afternoon.What I got in my hand was the detailed information of the first deceased, Hoshimura Madoka. In the photo, the young girl had bright eyes and a pretty face. It is hard to imagine that she passed away in such a tragic way.

"The three victims have something in common. After several investigations, we have reached a preliminary conclusion." Yi Dizhi was still eating breakfast like me. There was whole wheat toast and opened yogurt next to him, and he did pass me a piece of it. Information: "Three people used to study in the same high school."

"Which school is it?" I asked while reaching out to take the things.

"Lailiang High School."

"Huh?" I asked aloud, "Lailiang?"

"By the way, I remember that Miss Yizhi also graduated from Lailiang High School..." His voice weakened, I have already fully felt that Yidizhi took care of my mood.

I said calmly: "I transferred to another school, and I didn't study there for a long time. At that time, I was not called Lailiang, but Laishin High School. In recent years, the rate of enrollment has gradually increased, and the environment has become lower than when I was studying. It’s going to be much better, and if you work hard, it might be a prestigious school.”

Unexpectedly, the other victims and I were alumni who traveled through time and space, and the common ground was added again.

There are too many dangers, and I actually feel a little numb about how much debt doesn't weigh me down.

According to the data, the person who graduated closest to me was Madoka Hoshimura.

"Hoshimura Madoka is a fourth-year university student, which means she is about three years younger than me..." I flipped through the files, and when I saw the old photo of Hoshimura Madoka, my hands stopped.

After examining it carefully, I murmured in a low voice, "I seem to have seen this face before."

"Huh? Is it someone you know?" Yidizhi also opened the file, "But we also read the file the day before yesterday, and Ms. Yizhi didn't feel familiar at the time."

"At that time, I didn't know that Yuanxiang Xingcun had plastic surgery." I held up the information he gave me, and turned out the photos of Yuanxiang Xingcun in middle school. I've probably seen it before."

The problem is, I can't remember where I saw it.

When Madoka Hoshimura was in the third year of middle school, I should have happened to be in the third year of high school.It is reasonable to say that there will be no intersection between us... But I can still leave an impression on her, which proves that something definitely happened between us.

"Senior Yiji, what do you think the third graders in high school and the third graders in junior high school will meet because of?"

He paused for a moment and said, "...a school festival or something?"

"It's possible."

"Miss Yizhi is thinking about whether she has met the victim?"

"Well, I think it's very likely."

Just now I was only 60.00% sure, but during the conversation I carefully observed Hoshimura Madoka's face, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, and now I am 80.00% sure.

"...Let me think about it." I tapped on the table, searched through the sea of ​​memories, and soon got a clue, "I remembered, Senior Yiji - Madoka Hoshimura came to our school on the visit day , I've seen her!" I was sitting on the chair crookedly, thinking of this, I stood up, and then withered again——

"But this doesn't seem to be a clue."

My dissatisfaction was basically written on my face.

Senior Yidizhi comforted: "When we go to investigate later, if you still care about this matter, go and see for yourself. Maybe you will find some clues, isn't it that clues usually come from inspiration and accidents? ?Miss Yizhi already has an inspiration."

"It was just a surprise that happened unexpectedly."

……

……

In the afternoon, I met Gojo Satoru again, just because it was our working hours soon.

The three deceased had such a clear commonality that the police had not had time to conduct an in-depth investigation-because it was not judged as a serial murder case at first.In particular, there are subtle differences between the first case and the second case, so it would be too early to make a definition, but after the third case appeared, coupled with the commonality of graduating from the same high school, the nature changed.

Of course I drive.

After arriving in high school, the first thing I visited was Madoka Hoshimura's former homeroom teacher.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect to meet Kazu-san again in this situation."

The old teacher in a beige sweater with gray hair on the temples said to me: "Madoka Hoshimura is also a child I have taught... I never thought that such a cruel thing would happen."

The old teacher who had already heard about the tragedy was my head teacher in high school.It's just that his physical strength weakened later. Madoka Hoshimura was his last class teacher, so his memory is still fresh.

"Hoshimura-san was the president of the literature club when he was in school. So, I remember that Kazue-san was also a student of the literature club, right?"

"Yes." I nodded, "I'm ashamed to say, I can only be regarded as a member of the 'ghost department'."

In addition to the name, basically did not participate in any club activities.

This incident was not mentioned in Xingcun Yuanxiang's information, so I could only record a new one in the small notebook in my heart, and the common ground between Xingcun Yuanxiang and I was added.It is not known what happened to the other two victims.

The teacher showed a kind smile: "I remember that classmate Yizhi also participated in the composition competition and got a good ranking? By the way, I still have some snacks given by the students..." He turned around and rummaged in the drawer. The packaged small candy stand was handed over in the palm of my hand, so I had no choice but to take it first.

The unsatisfied teacher leaned over and said to Gojo Satoru behind me, "The boy over there is too, and you have a share too." He waved his hand.

I am a graduate of the school, and it is my job to take the initiative to talk to the teacher.Gojo Satoru was looking at the situation in the office after entering the door, he didn't say anything, his attention was focused on the surrounding environment.

"Thank you so much." Taking the candy from Mr. Kawaguchi, Gojo Satoru put it in his pocket.He asked: "Teacher, do you have any impression of Yuanxiang Xingcun? Especially the abnormal places."

Mr. Kawaguchi sighed regretfully: "No."

"is it?"

"Not at all?" I asked.

In fact, I didn't report any hope. It has been too long since Madoka Hoshimura's high school. Even if there is something abnormal, it may not be revealed so early in high school.

"Ah, I remembered. Two weeks ago, Xingcun classmate came to the school. I just remembered the photo you gave me. I didn't recognize the child because of plastic surgery."

I was sitting in danger, the tip of the pen fell on the notebook and started to record: "Can I trouble you to explain in detail?"

"Two weeks ago, no, it might have been a week ago. When I was passing by the activity room of the literature department, I saw a pair of young men and women coming out of the club activity room. I took a second look because they were not from our school. Look I didn't know until I saw the photo that the girl turned out to be Hoshimura-san, ah... I didn't recognize it at all."

In my notebook, I wrote down "club room", "two weeks ago", "men in my company".

"Didn't she come here alone?" Gojo Wujo saw that I was recording, and continued to ask in a cooperative manner: "Do you know the man who is walking with her, teacher?"

"I don't know you." He said, "But people outside the school should be registered at the entrance. You can go there and have a look."

It seems that the man walking with her is most likely the new clue we are looking for - but it is not impossible to identify the wrong person.

"Student Xingcun, did you see you, teacher?"

"She took one look at me, smiled, nodded good afternoon and left."

"Okay, we got it."

I stood up and bowed in thanks.

Before leaving, Gojo Satoru leaned on the door frame and asked, "The last question—in your opinion, what is the relationship between Madoka Hoshimura and that strange man?"

Hearing Gojo Satoru's sharp question, I also stopped and waited for the teacher's reply.

I have to say that Gojo Satoru is indeed more experienced in this area than I am.

"...It looks like a lover, but it doesn't seem like it." There was a little confusion on the old teacher's face, "Is it still intimate?"

Gojo Satoru pulled the door shut, and his voice leaked through the crack: "Thank you for your assistance."

After leaving the classroom, Gojo Satoru said, "Shouldn't you just check the monitoring?"

"Wait a minute, I have something I am very concerned about. After I verify this matter, let's go to the monitoring room to have a look." I led him from the classroom to the club activity room of the Literature Club. Just to avoid students from using the classroom, "I'm a little concerned about what Madoka Hoshimura does in the club activity room."

Stepping into the empty classroom of the literature club, the appearance inside is completely different from when I was there.The small classroom with only a few desks and mini bookshelves at the beginning is much more refined and tidy now.There are also framed photos and a roster of past presidents at the back.

Gojo Satoru went to the wall and stroked the words on it, and read the name on it, but he stopped after a few times.

"Your name is also on it." He pointed to one of the corners, and the words in Yizhisili were still on his fingertips. Didn’t there be a literature club before? I thought it would end up like Judaime.”

"Your statement is like where am I from the new generation?" I walked over, saw my name on the second line, and explained: "Before this, the literature club was abolished for several years for some reason. , When I joined, it was already a reborn literature club, and after the first president handed over the duties to me, I concentrated on preparing for the exam.”

Gojo Gojo studied the roster with relish, and asked me: "What does it mean that a golden star is marked in front of the name?"

“That’s what happens when you win an award,” I said, “but I ended up in a brokerage firm, which has nothing to do with literature.”

Not to mention entering a high school now.

"It doesn't matter what happened to me...Let's see if there are any other clues." As I was talking, I turned my head to see if there were any other clues, but I didn't expect that Gojo Satoru would grab my clothes as soon as I left. horn.

"What's the matter..." I turned my head and saw Gojo Satoru pointing to the side of the bookshelf next to him.

I saw an unclear photo hanging on the side of the bookshelf.

In the photo, I was smiling with my mouth open in my school uniform skirt, and next to me was a girl wearing a sailor uniform from a nearby middle school. Her bright smile and V-sign gesture were her poses when taking pictures.

Gojo Satoru gave an energetic "Oh—" and took this photo with his mobile phone.

"This is what you want to confirm." His phone made a clicking sound when he took a photo, "—what you and Madoka Hoshimura met. But then again..." Gojo Satoru took advantage of his height and leaned into the photo frame I looked at it carefully before, and then ended with a funny smile, and said to me: "It's so stiff."

Me: "...If you find it ugly, you don't need to take so many photos, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru: "No, no, this is so interesting."

I can't argue with that.

Compared with now, it is indeed an immature expression.

Gojo Satoru was amazed.

"It's like being hungover and being pulled up for registration photos in bright light and having to force yourself to smile brightly, the masochism is captured in a photo and it's just funny. Do you remember when that happened? ?"

"It was just a vague guess just now. After all, it's been a long time, and I can't be sure. But when I saw this photo, I remembered that it was the day of the campus visit. There were many children from the nearby middle school, and only this child came. Find me in the classroom of the literature club and say that you want to take a photo with me."

"So did you ask her why?"

I pointed to the thin paper in the photo that Madoka Hoshimura was holding in her hand.

"She saw my award-winning composition in a middle school student magazine, said she liked it very much, and printed it out and took it with her... If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't remember her." What happened squeezed out a little residual memory, "and she said to me—hope to join the literary club in the future."

"That's it?" Gojo Satoru pursed his lips glaringly in disappointment, "I thought I'd hear a more humane answer, such as the sincere friendship of the girls, the plot of youth TV dramas that work hand in hand toward dreams and goals, and finally It’s a sad story about falling in love with the same man, and after watching it, people will sigh ‘ah, this is youth’.”

Gojo Satoru counted these plots in front of me like pouring beans. I wondered if he really liked watching this kind of story.

I had no choice but to tell him in a realistic and ruthless tone: "How can I remember so many things. What's more, the time I spend with Yuanxiang Hoshimura is less than 5 minutes, and I can remember it after seeing her picture To have had such a past is to do my best.”

After speaking, I turned on my phone and took a photo.

Then I took a few other photos in the club activity room, although I don't know if it will be useful or not.

"Next, let's go to the monitoring room to have a look... ah!"

I opened the door, and because I was still talking to Wujo Satoru with my head tilted, I took half a step forward without noticing.I was the first to feel the soft body on the thigh when I went out, and in the next second, I was stopped by Gojo Satoru from the front, holding my center of gravity to avoid bumping into the person entering the door.

However, I was fine, and the other party was not so lucky.

"……hiss."

It was the girl's inhalation.

I saw a girl in glasses wearing a uniform in front of me. She staggered two steps backwards and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she stabilized her center of gravity at a critical moment.However, the documents in my hand were scattered all over the place, and half of them slipped to our feet.

Subconsciously, I bent down to help her pick it up. As soon as my hand touched the document, I suddenly raised my head——

"Sonohara Anri-san?"

Isn't this the girl I met a few days ago?

At that time, there was also her friend Long Zhifeng.

"Huh?" The girl's soft voice floated up.She also met my gaze, and then the gaze moved back, becoming turbulent and restless.I followed Sonohara Anri's gaze and turned my head - I found that it was completely on Gojo Satoru.

Her expression became very unnatural because of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's mouth became O-shaped, and he let out a long "Oh?" sound.I don't understand why they suddenly reacted so strangely, and I was about to ask him.Before I could say anything, I felt my body lighten——

"Wait, Mr. Gojo—"

He actually held my waist with both hands and lifted me up!

Through the thick coat in winter, I can actually feel the touch of Gojo Satoru's palm against my chest.

Then Gojo Satoru moved me to the side like moving a pixel block—yes, the door is only that big, and I squatted on the ground to pick up something to block him, preventing him from going forward.

In a trance, I thought—fortunately, he didn't go too far and chose to step over my head directly, and he still remembered to move me.

Anri Sonohara was squatting on the ground to pick up documents like me, but after Gojo Satoru walked over, he was forced to retreat steadily, and his body was almost pressed against the wall.

Gojo Satoru still sighed with interest: "——It's so interesting, you."

Although I don't understand what happened, but seeing that child was so nervous that he was about to cry, in order to avoid any irreversible damage caused by my (let's say) boss doing indescribable things to female high school students at school As a result, I want to remind him to pay attention to the distance, but there are surveillance cameras overhead.

"A curse, but not quite a curse—"

However, Anri Sonohara, who was originally unstable, covered her arm after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.I tilted my head, and I was about to hit the wall. How dare I let this happen, so I stepped forward to support the child.

"... Sonohara-san?"

In my arms, the girl regained her senses a little.

"Are you OK?"

She shook her head, but still flinched: "No... I'm just, a little anemic."

I don't know what Gojo Satoru saw.

There is no doubt that his eyes can see more information, but considering the influence of other aspects... yes, overhead surveillance.If I just leave this child here, I'm afraid that there will be unclear explanations in the follow-up, not to mention her condition is also very bad-and it was caused by my colleagues.

I had no choice but to say, "Mr. Wujo, I'll take this child to the health room."

However, Sonohara Anri rushed to answer in front of Gojo Satoru——

"No, it's okay!" Like a frightened quail, he jumped up, "I..."

"... Sonohara-san." I sighed and tried to calm her down: "We are not suspicious people, please rest assured. I remember going down here to the health care room. We will leave after you are sent to the health care room." ,What do you think of this?"

Thinking that we met once, I have some credibility with her.Fortunately, Sonohara Anri nodded, but her frightened appearance made me doubt—what did Gojo Satoru see in her?

Something that is cursed and not cursed?

Is it related to this case?

With such doubts, I turned my head to look at him several times in the middle of the journey, but Gojo Satoru was very calm, just smiled and curled his lips, without explaining.Soon we arrived at the door of the health room.

"Then, here we go."

At the entrance of the health care room, Sonohara Anri did not want us to go in with her, and I also expressed empathy that I would not continue to go with her.It was not convenient to speak in front of her just now, so I planned to ask Gojo Satoru what was going on.

"Thank you, thank you..." She pushed open the door of the health room, and almost immediately wanted to escape from here.

However, after the door opened, there was a voice calling my name from inside——

"Oh? Isn't this Miss Yizhi?"

There are only two people I know who greet people with a roller coaster of tones.

One is Gojo Satoru.

The other is...

I looked at the handsome young man sitting on the stool in the middle of the health care room, being cleaned by the health care teacher with alcohol cotton balls, and he was still screaming "it hurts".

Unconsciously, my voice suddenly raised a few degrees——

"Mr. Dazai?"

...how is he here?

If Dazai is here, Kunikida is probably nearby too, right?