[Death] Acacia inkstone

"You know how snooker is played. Before the red balls are finished, every colored ball will be taken out and put back on the stage." Kaoru Sakurai put on a coat and stood up. : "The murderer mixed LSD with spirit seeds."

"It's terrible for people from the soul world to come to this world to commit crimes." She walked to the window, and the cold wind poured into her thin clothes soaked in cold sweat, and she couldn't help sneezing.

"Spirits actually exist, but most people in this world can't see them. The murderer used the black ball that absorbed the spirits and LSD to repack the original black ball, so when the victim touched the ball At that time, the hallucinogen will be absorbed through his exposed skin and enter the blood circulation." Kaoru Sakurai raised her hand again and rubbed her temples, her mind was already a little unclear, she had to explain things clearly, her time is limited.

Shiro Dong nodded, but only partly agreed with her analysis: "Substances that can strongly absorb spirit particles were also found in the deceased's home, but there is no way to control the overflow of spirit particles. What's more, after the incident, there were many People used that pool table, but no one showed LSD-related symptoms."

Sakurai Kaoru opened the window wide, the night wind was bitingly cold, but she just wanted to keep herself awake longer:

"You should remember the residual Reiatsu on the shackles in the dark room. It's something from the man's house, so it's very likely that he has the same kind of Reiatsu on him." She turned around and leaned against him. By the window: "The spiritual pressure is a spirit of different densities, with strong personal attributes. Therefore, if the spiritual pressure in the black ball encounters a matching spiritual pressure, it will naturally overflow and absorb."

"You mean, the spirit that absorbs LSD and the spirit pressure on that shackle belong to the same person?" Dongshiro reached out and pressed the center of his eyebrows, still feeling that the clues were too confusing: "This means, The person who matches this spiritual pressure is likely to be the murderer?"

"This is impossible, Captain." Sakurai Kaoru showed a wry smile:

"Because that spiritual pressure is mine."

Ignoring Dongshiro's shocked expression, Sakurai Kaoru tried to retain the last bit of reason in his mind: "Captain, you know me so well, you must have a little bit of my spiritual pressure on you. Fortunately, you have never touched that one. Black ball."

The eyelids became extremely heavy at this moment, but she felt that her heart began to be agitated: "I injected myself with anesthesia, just to avoid the effect of LSD on the street. But the dose is too small, and the effect of LSD has not completely disappeared. woke up again."

She pressed her temples with her hands and rubbed them vigorously, but to no avail: "I don't know what will happen later. So Captain, if I do something bad, please stop me at all costs."

She closed her eyes and fell limp.Dong Shilang hurriedly took her into his arms.

Because of the lessons learned from the incident two years ago, Kaoru Sakurai would take a small needle of anesthetic when he went out without a gun.She didn't expect that the first time she used it would be herself.

"Why did you just show up now?" She opened her eyes again, but her eyes were completely different from the blurred eyes of the past: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Dong Shilang was slightly taken aback.He knew it was the potency of LSD.

The slender hands hooked his neck, and there was a hint of coquettishness in her tone that she had never had before: "You don't know, the jailers there are too wicked."

He carefully looked at her in front of him, she was very strange to him at this moment.

But Sakurai Kaoru seemed to push his feet, put his other hand on his shoulder, and whispered softly in his ear: "But now that you are here, I am very satisfied."

"You..." He stared at her hesitantly, trying to figure out what kind of hallucination she was seeing: "Who do you think I am?"

"Who else could it be? The one I like." She smiled lightly: "They all said you were going to marry my sister. But I didn't believe it, I just knew that I was the one in your heart."

LSD can cause euphoria in the user, manifested as quiet or loud, or crying.Considering Kaoru Sakurai's current situation, she may have some kind of hallucination.

Moreover, he was regarded as someone in the hallucination.

But he felt like it was all fabricated out of thin air.Because he has never heard her complain about any jailer's bad behavior, and he also knows that she is alone, so there is no sister.

Furthermore, even if the person she likes is Takikawa Aoba, and Takikawa is quite indifferent, there are almost no girls who can approach him, let alone who he wants to marry.

Dong Shilang was thinking secretly, but suddenly felt a warm breath rushing towards his face, at the same time, something soft was pressed against his thin lips.

Sakurai Kaoru put her arms around his neck, eyes dim, and gave him a kiss like a dragonfly.

Even though he knew that this was not her true intention, he still felt his heart beating faster, and a faint blush quickly ignited on his face.

He actually thought about pushing her away.But the idea was quickly thrown behind him.

Gently wrapping his hands around her waist, Toshiro just stared at Kaoru Sakurai quietly, but a complex feeling surged in his heart.

Although he didn't know exactly what kind of thoughts he had towards her, he still knew the general idea.

After a moment of hesitation, he closed his eyes and pressed a kiss back on her forehead.

<<

Dong Shilang stood quietly on the balcony, in the dead of night, only lights were left on the busy street.

He thought of her peaceful sleeping face when he carried her back to the bedroom just now, and also remembered the time when they first met decades ago.

It's just that she probably never cared about it.

In the past few decades since he has known her, he has long understood that a person like her can always throw out a sentence easily, which is very important to others, but she doesn't care about it at all.

But he had nothing to do with her.

Dongshiro once went to Maoling to teach for a period of time.

And the reason is because his reputation is so great that the students all want to see him. The dean of the Spirit Art Academy came to him specifically to stimulate the students' self-motivation, and hoped that he could find time to come. A class of one or two academic years.

Dong Shilang thought that the world of corpses and souls has been very peaceful in recent years, and also agreed to this matter because of his close friendship with the dean.

As expected by the dean, in the first year of the course, his class was always full of people, and there were even some people around the classroom and standing outside the window to listen to the class.

Due to this grand occasion, Mao Ling's old rule of having to roll his name in every class was also broken.

Because no one would believe that some people would not want to come to the courses offered by the famous Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya.

But as luck would have it, one exception happened to him.

Dongshiro finished his last class at the end of the semester and was about to leave with the materials.As soon as he turned around, he found a girl standing by the podium with red cheeks, staring at him infatuatedly.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Teacher Hitsugaya..." The girl was small, with a shy expression on her face: "During class, you praised a few homework."

Dongshiro nodded. He personally corrected the homework for a semester, and found that there were several students in the class who did their homework very well every time, so he mentioned their names in the last class to encourage them.

"One of them is Kaoru Sakurai...do you still remember?" The blush on her face was even stronger, it could be seen that she was very nervous, and her admiration was beyond words.

"Remember." He recalled the graceful handwriting on the paper.The student's homework is logical and well-organized every time, and he is very impressed.

"That..." She rubbed her hands in embarrassment, and then, as if mustering up a lot of courage, she said to him: "I actually wrote those homework, but my name is not Sakurai Kaoru. My name is..."

"What?" Shiro Dong was taken aback by the girl's words, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear her name clearly.

She looked up at him, her eyes were bright, innocent and cute: "I know this is wrong, but I really admire you, Mr. Hitsugaya. I was so excited when I heard that someone was willing to transfer the opportunity to take classes... Sakurai Kaoru said that as long as I help her with her homework in every class, I will replace her in class from then on..."

"I made an agreement with her not to let other people know about it... At that time, I thought that Teacher Hitsugaya would not pay attention to me at all, so even if I could only look at the teacher, I was very happy... "Her voice was as small as a gnat: "But the teacher praised me in class just now, I think I still have a chance to be close to the teacher, teacher, I..."

Someone actually sold his class at a low price only on the condition of completing the homework.Although Shiro Dong never paid much attention to these things, he still couldn't help but feel helpless at this moment.

Countless people, including the dean, hoped that his class could be expanded, but some people gave up their places to others with a single word.

He frowned, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to let it go. If his class was not attractive enough, he didn't need to force others to listen.

He doesn't like to force others to do things.

<<

Kaoru Sakurai had another strange dream.

There was a cherry blossom tree in the dream, and she was standing there all the time.

But she didn't know why she was standing there.She told herself, get out of here and go to other places to see, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead and could not move a bit.

She didn't know how long she had been standing, she just felt very tired.She sat on the grass with her knees bent, her back leaning against a solid tree trunk, but her heart was full of anxiety.

At this time, a voice sounded beside my ears, low and hoarse, with a strong sense of ridicule:

He does not love you.He is going to marry your sister.

She looked around in her dream, but couldn't find the source of the sound.

The petals on the cherry blossom tree in front of her eyes began to fall one after another, like a red rain, she felt dizzy.

"Sakurai." There was a voice calling her, the voice was cool and faint, it entered her heart very nicely.The anxiety brought to her by the dream was shattered at this moment, and she felt an inexplicable sense of belonging.

She grabbed at random with both hands for a while, and finally grabbed a cold object.She felt it again and recognized the shape of a hand.

"Well, this hand is really as cold as the captain's." She muttered, spreading five fingers at the same time, interlocking with that hand.

A moment later, another burst of cold stroked her forehead.

After coveting the cool and refreshing temperature of her palm for a while, she suddenly woke up.

"So I was dreaming..." She muttered in a low voice as she sat up, unexpectedly bumping into a pair of deep green eyes.

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