[Psychic Detective Yakumo] One hundred ways to tease cats

Pain, maybe a scratched skin.

The umbrella was swaying in the wind on the river bank, and water drops dripped from her bangs. Mayuko thought that it would be useless even if she picked up the umbrella, so she walked forward:

"stop"

Someone's voice came to Fu Lai's ear.

who is it?She looked around in a panic, but there was no one in sight.Is it an illusion?Mayuko sniffed, then bent down, ready to reach for the umbrella.

sough!It's the wind again.

ah!Mayuko hurriedly reached out to grab the umbrella, but unfortunately she was a step too late. The umbrella brushed against her fingers and rolled down on the river, and was finally swallowed by the river and sank into the river.

Mayuko had no choice but to stare blankly at all this.

Really unlucky head!

"Stop"

I heard it again!It was like a voice whispering in the ear.This is not an auditory hallucination.

"who is it?"

Mayuko asked back, but got no reply.There was no one around.

who is it?Where?Mayuko shifted her gaze to search for the source of the sound.Her heart was beating violently, and she had a very ominous premonition.

Mayuko's gaze stopped, and the sight in front of her took her breath away.About in the middle of the river, she saw the figure of a young girl in the frantic muddy current.Probably junior high school students.

The girl is submerged from the neck down, her body being pushed by the waves, while her hands are raised in the air in what appears to be a struggle.

It was about [-] meters away from the river bank to the girl's position, which was too far for Mayuko who was not confident in swimming.Even if she is confident in her swimming skills, taking risks in this kind of water will only kill both of them.

"Come on! A girl is drowning!"

Mayuko yelled at the top of her voice, but only the sound of the rain and the river answered her.

"I'm going to call someone to save you, just hold on!"

Mayuko shouted, motivating the girl in the river.

At this moment, the girl's figure seemed to be floating out of the river. At first Mayuko thought it was her illusion, but I was not mistaken. The girl's body did gradually rise to the surface from the shoulders, chest, and waist.

Then, the girl stood on the river.

"Ah ah!"

The girl's snow-white pretty egg-shaped face has a pair of well-proportioned big eyes, her canine teeth and dimples look very cute, and her long black hair is tied into a ponytail.Wearing a suit-style uniform.

Mayuko witnessed the unbelievable scene in front of her, and the girl's body was vividly imprinted in her mind.

The girl Asa Mayuko slowly walked over the river.It is impossible for someone to walk on the river!How could anyone walk on such a swift river!

"Ah ah"

Mayuko froze in place too small to move.

"Damn it! Don't come here!"

At the same time that Mayuko screamed like her throat was pierced, the figure of the girl suddenly disappeared, leaving only the turbulent waves in front of her eyes.

knock knock

There was a sound at my feet.

knock knock knock knock

The bubbles burst as they floated up on the river bank.

What?what is that?

Whoa!

Something touches Mayuko's feet.So cold!And there is a smooth touch, won't it!Zhenyu Zihuang pulled the pinch thread towards his feet in fear.A rotten, purple hand reached out from the river and grabbed Mayuko's ankle.

"Ah ah ah"

Mayuko's terrified wailing disappeared into the sound of rain

A dreary rainy day.Makoto Hijikata stood at the intersection waiting for the green light, looking up at the sky from under the umbrella, the sky was stained gray due to the rain.

When is it going to rain?It's really annoying!Makoto made no effort to hide her anxiety, and sighed.

The reason why Makoto feels anxious is not just the rainy day. She still hasn't collected any information today. If she returns to the company empty-handed, she will definitely be scolded by her immediate superior. That gloomy face is definitely not inferior to the current weather. Just think about it It gave her goosebumps.

Makoto felt that she was a rookie after all, even if she was scolded, it was understandable, but she couldn't stand her father being used as a topic.

"Because you are the daughter of the police chief, the company hired you. Don't you know that at all?"

This sentence offended Makoto.

In the original interview, Zhenqin did not mention that she was the daughter of the police chief, nor did she say that she could regard her father as a source of information. It was just the company's unilateral opinion.

Even if it was his own daughter, it was impossible for the police chief to leak the news to the newspaper reporter so easily, not to mention that in Makoto's memory, his father never mentioned his work at home.

And for the police, Makoto can be said to be the most difficult object to deal with.No matter which police officer she talked to, the police officers would show disgusted expressions. If the news was leaked because of an interview, it would be bad if it reached the ears of the chief.But having said that, I can't be too indifferent to the director's daughter because of this.

Like the head of the criminal section in Ide Uchi, he wants to run away just by seeing Makoto's face. The only person who can chat with Makoto regardless of the title of "Chief of the Bureau" is a very criminal policeman. A rugged man named Goto.Although Goto doesn't care about Makoto's identity, he won't leak the news to her either. "It's so noisy! I don't know! Disappear from my eyes immediately," Goto would probably use these three sentences to dismiss me.Still, it's better than being treated like a fragile item by other people.

Having said that, I haven't seen Officer Goto recently.

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There was a metallic sound piercing the eardrums, bringing Makoto back to reality from the world of contemplation.

Then there was another crash.

Makoto saw the figure lying in the middle of the road bleeding profusely.A car was parked a few meters away, with white smoke coming from the tires.

As soon as Makoto noticed the situation, she immediately dropped the umbrella in her hand and ran in that direction.

It was a male in his early 20s, and his cap was already surrounded by a pool of blood.

"Are you OK?"

Makoto knelt on the asphalt road, looked at the man's face and asked.The man's facial features are correct, but he is pathologically skinny, and deep in the sunken eye sockets are a pair of pupils that have lost their luster.

There was a crack from the man's left forehead to the bridge of the nose, and a large amount of blood overflowed from the crack.Makoto took out a handkerchief and pressed his wound, and the white handkerchief was instantly dyed bright red.

"Cheer up!"

Makoto shook the man's shoulder and shouted again, but still got no response.She put her ear on his chest, but the man had no breathing sound, and he couldn't even hear the beating of his heart.

Although he had no way to recover, Makoto still took out his mobile phone from his bag and dialed 119.

Suddenly, Makoto felt a gust of air behind her.She turned her head while holding the phone, only to find a man standing behind her.The man was as thin as a stick, with tears and blood streaming from his forehead.

Huh?Isn't he lying here now? Is it an illusion? Makoto looked back and forth between the man lying on the ground and the man standing behind her. The two looked exactly the same.

If there was any difference, the lying man was dead, while the standing man was alive.What the hell is going on, Makoto's head was in a mess, remembering the rumors she heard from the newspaper seniors,

When they went to interview the scene of a traffic accident, they had witnessed the figures of people who died in the accident wandering aimlessly nearby, because they did not realize that they were dead, so they would wander around where they were.

Makoto thought it was a fabricated story to scare the younger generation, but in this situation, the standing man showed a canine smile with thin lips, it was a cold smile.

The blood that flowed from the man's jaw dripped onto the cheek of Makoto who looked up.

tick, tick

Must escape, must escape from here as soon as possible!Although Makoto kept thinking this way in her heart, her body could not move as if she was bound by chains.

Something unidentified flowed into her body, something that wasn't her own.

"Don't, don't, I don't want to die!"

A low and indistinct voice came from behind his ears.

"Hey, what happened?"

The voice of the switchboard of the emergency center came from the mobile phone, and then it slipped from Makoto's hands.

Power drained from her body, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

23

In the crack of dawn before the sun has fully risen, a garbage dump in a residential area is full of people.There are only iron solids next to the utility poles and the nets on the fence to prevent crows from pecking at random. There is nothing special about it, except that there are not so many people gathered when dumping garbage.

Turns out, there was something wrong in the junkyard!

The corpse of a junior high school girl.

The man who found the body was a male office worker who took out the trash before going to work. At first he thought the girl was just asleep, but he immediately realized that was not the case.

Forensic doctor Hatake Hideyoshi knelt on the ground, examining the face of the underdeveloped girl.The girl opened her eyes wide, and time stayed on her frightened expression.

Miho Matsumoto has been missing since yesterday.

Was she aware of her own death in agony?Hatake had this thought for a moment.

Hatake sees his job as listening to dead bodies.People harbor unnecessary fears of immobile corpses.However, no matter how tragic the death situation was, Hatake had never felt this emotion.

What drives Hatake is pure interest!How much blood does a person have to bleed, what part of the body is hit hard, which organ is lost,

Can, will, die?

If a person has a soul, then "death" is the separation of the body and the soul.But what connects body and soul?Where is the moment when the connection between the body and the soul is severed?

Most people think his ideas