Four cherry blossom petals set off the coffin board

I was desperately blowing the cold wind outside for about half an hour, and finally I was rescued by Toru Amuro who came out of the bathroom. A white towel covered his head. The man's wet blond hair was still dripping with water, and he wore short white sleeves. Because of the water on the top, some places have become translucent, and even the muscles below are faintly visible.

It is indeed very beautiful and delicious.

But my heart is as cold as a fish that has been killed for more than ten years. No matter how good-looking his appearance is, he can't resist his utterly black heart. He is a dirty adult!And I'm still thinking about the fact that he hung me here to blow the cold wind.

He casually picked me off and threw them into a kraft paper bag next to the table leg together with other dolls. Before putting the dolls in the paper bag, he seemed to think of something and took a photo of the five dolls in a row. , and stuffed them all in.

Now that includes me too.

Same as Jenga.

It's still a type of puff pastry.

I don't dare to move yet, just like listening to a story, listening to the movement outside the paper bag, guessing what he is doing.

Cooked supper for myself, fed Haro some by the way, and then watered my plants, as if nothing special, until the bright incandescent lights overhead were extinguished, the sound of men walking in the room disappeared, and the door closed , The room was silent, I tried my best to turn over, and accidentally kicked off Matsuda's sunglasses under me.

The dark space is full of embarrassment.

Looking at the little sunglasses that rolled down to the corner of the bag, I calculated the distance from me to the bottom floor.So I chose to give up and help him pick it up, I'm sorry Matsuda.

I tried to scratch the edge of the paper bag, but like this kind of kraft paper bag, it will make a sound even if I scratch it a little bit, just like now, the sound of the paper bag suddenly sounded in the quiet room, which made me shrink my hands and raise my heart up.

Be vigilant around for a while, making sure that the man is not attracted by my movements.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, why are you so frightened.

Standing on tiptoe and looking around, I was thinking quickly about what to do.Because I really didn't expect this man to take us away, things have been unexpected.

Toru Amuro secretly poked in his heart, and was distracted thinking about the next plan.

Now because of the curse, it’s just the doll’s body, and everything else has been restricted. It can be said that if an ordinary puppy like Harrow is biting me to play with, I can’t even struggle. I guess it’s the kind that will come out with cotton wool Miserable, even moving is actually very difficult, let alone there are a few companions who are already in the state of dolls.

It takes one day for the curse to expire. If it stays here all the time, it will be really no fun to make a big change into a living person, and it will be very troublesome to finish.

I don't want to drag my family and run through the window, right? Immediately there is a picture of dragging a sack in the alley and walking hard in the alley. I waved this ridiculous scene away, just kidding, how is it possible, and Not The Adventures of the Dwarfs.

After thinking about it, there is only one way, and that is how to keep Toru Amuro away from home during this time.

Just avoid the time when the curse effect is lifted and the time when Toru Amuro stays at home.

That is, around 11:30 p.m.

This time is very bad, very bad, if there is no accident, under normal circumstances, most people will be at home during this time period, people like Toru Amuro who sneak out and enter other people's homes are not counted.

I'm a guy in a coffee shop, so I'm probably going out during the day, and I usually get off work from nine to ten in the evening.

I clumsily began to try to deduce his itinerary, but I still couldn't see through it, because Jing Guang and the others were students at the same time.

So he is also a policeman, I frowned fiercely, thinking of what he did before, knowing the law and breaking the law!How did he graduate!

Rubbing through her hair fretfully, only touching a piece of fabric, which is even more upsetting.

In other words, he is not an ordinary social animal at all, and he cannot use the life and habits of ordinary people to calculate what he will do next. He has no stable life steps, like three points and one line, just like just now, Which ordinary person would sneak into other people's houses and steal things!Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth instantly.

Damn, this guy's whereabouts are simply a mystery.

That being the case, let's make some surprises.

We have to find a way to make Toru Amuro not at home during this time.

Like a natural or man-made disaster, I rubbed my chin, feeling that I am now like the big villain, frantically thinking about how to make the protagonist fail and fall into danger in a dark corner, so as to achieve my goal.

Suddenly I seemed to remember something, I touched my pocket, it was bulging, and it contained something. It was the bag of peppers that Miss Mustard gave me before she left. It shrank with me, but luckily it was still peppers, not wool.

New varieties are newly cultivated, and each generation of peppers is hotter than the previous ones.

Still, I fumbled in my pocket for the little bundle of items, tiny and cute peppers, perfect size for a kid to play with a doll, but I was lost in thought.

From the perspective of a normal person, it is at most the size of a fingernail.

Will it be useful...

I was so eager to try it that I suddenly collapsed like a leaky ball. A chili pepper of this size is probably the same as putting rock sugar the size of a thumb into it. It can't be sweet or spicy at all.

The plan to let Amuro Toru enter the emergency room because of spicy food failed.

This made me even more anxious.

Looking at my chubby hand without any fingers, I sighed. This doll's hand is very difficult to hold a pen.

Not to mention manipulating anything delicate.

Sadly, he wiped away the non-existent tears on his face, then retracted into the paper bag and racked his brains. He stretched out his head just now, and he has already seen the layout of the apartment. It is a simple single-person apartment with not much space, so It is still very convenient to move.

If it's the size of my own mansion, I probably won't be able to find the target if I break my cotton legs.

As time passed and the sky was still sleeping, I heard a strange noise outside, and the man started to move again.

Maybe it was getting up at night, but I didn't take it to heart, I just lay still and played my doll role.

But as the sound of a man washing and brushing his teeth came from the bathroom not far away, I was still a little confused. What is he, is he officially getting up?Shouldn't it be to go to the toilet and come back to sleep?

Just when I was at a loss, the originally dark room was brightened by the light, accompanied by the voice of a man talking to himself: "What are you having for breakfast today?"

what time is it?Eat breakfast.

You don't sleep at all do you?

Even lying in a paper bag with limited vision, I'm not stupid enough to mess up the time.

Especially the curtains were not drawn in the living room of the apartment.So my judgment is that it's only five o'clock when I'm dead.

Are Saiyans?

How did this person manage to go to other people's houses for activities in the middle of the night, go home and sleep for less than three hours and wake up energetically?

I numbly listened to the movement outside, the sound of cooking in the kitchen, as if it had only sounded half an hour ago, and within a short period of time, it started to run again because of its owner.

Did you digest what you just ate?

I am full of complaints now, and I have to admire this person. As a living person, he is more diligent than Lord Ghost Lamp. If Lord Yan Mo also has this kind of work efficiency, it is estimated that the tasks for the next year will be overfulfilled. As for the accumulation, he needs someone to help him share it.

I feel that it will be the type that Ghost Lantern appreciates, full-time and excellent employees.

Before I knew it, my thoughts drifted back to hell.

And at this moment, the sound of running water in the kitchen and the clashing of bowls and chopsticks came from the kitchen. It was really fast. Now I have gradually adapted to his speed. While I was in a trance, I finished breakfast and went to wash the dishes.

And his actions seemed to wake up another resident in this room.

"Woof!" Harrow's voice made me think of Xiaobai, the only one left in the house.

When I woke up, so many dolls were gone.

"Did it bother you?" The man's voice was gentle.

"Wang Wang!"

"No, you just ate boiled meat not long ago." The man said with a smile, "I've agreed, I want to lose weight. If you eat so frequently, you won't be able to lose weight."

You also know that it's not long since the last meal.

What's the matter, what are you doing up so early?

"Woo—" Haro tried to impress the shit shovel officer with pity and coquettishness.

"Even if you show this expression, it's useless."

I remember, about a month ago, he was still discussing with me how to fatten Harrow, and how to start losing weight now.

"Well, I'll let Fengcha come over later to feed you. You sleep for a while, I'm going out." The man comforted.

What, someone else is coming.

I secretly remembered Feng Jian in my heart, and I recited it silently several times in my heart. I felt an unusually familiar feeling, as if I had heard it somewhere.But I really can’t remember it, or maybe I just listened to other people’s chats by chance.

Putting the name aside for now, I pricked up my ears and continued to listen to the voices outside.

Everything is normal, I told my pet to be obedient at home, and then there was the sound of taking the key and locking the door.

The door clicked shut.

There are still people coming, so wait a little longer before starting to act.

I sighed, how embarrassing.

Just as I was lying in the bag, looking at the sky like a frog in a well, my line of sight was suddenly occupied by a huge dog's head. I almost jumped up, and the dog stared at me with its tongue out and gasping. , the saliva fell down bit by bit, reminding me of the past when I was licked by Xiaobai.

No, hello, don't touch your master's things!

Just as my heart was hanging in my throat, tensing its next movement, it tilted its head.

When it saw me, it moved its nose, as if smelling something it didn't like, and took a step back with a disgusted expression. After losing interest in me, it turned its head and went to play by itself.

I understand, probably because Xiaobai's saliva has been on my body.

Even after being wiped with clean water, the cotton doll cloth material is still not easy to wash off the smell, or some of it has penetrated into it, and there are still residues, and Amuro also said that Harrow is also very sensitive to the smell of other dogs. Sensitive, it probably smelled something that belonged to Xiaobai, so it avoided it.

I was relieved to avoid the fate of being picked up and torn as a toy.

I can remember this experience forever.

Go back and send the damn thing back.

Harrow was full of energy. He seemed to be running around indoors. He had been having fun for a long time. After a while, he seemed to be tired, so he calmed down. I took this opportunity to stand up quietly and glanced outside.

You can clearly see through the window that the sky is only getting bright at this time, so it can be seen that Toru Amuro went out in the dark.

I smacked my lips, really, isn't this man afraid of sudden death?

Sleep time is so short.

Seeing Haro huddled in a corner, with a big bone molaring his teeth beside him, sleeping soundly, I retreated silently, waiting for the wind in Toru Amuro's mouth to come over.

In the process of waiting, it was very difficult, and the time was as long as slowing down.

Counting from one sheep to a hundred Xiaobai, I don’t know how long it took, even Haro seemed to wake up and play again. I slowly turned over in the bag, changed the direction and changed to lying down , The door at the entrance was suddenly opened with a click.

I stood up in an instant, and here comes the man named Kazami.

"Good morning, puppy."

this voice!It must be that person from yesterday, the mysterious man who was waiting for Toru Amuro outside our mansion, and even called Mr. Furuya.

The surname is familiar, and the voice seems to have been heard somewhere.

I can't help but think about where I met it. This kind of vague, faint feeling, as if there is an answer immediately, can't help but make me scratch my head, wanting to brush off its veil and see clearly under the veil. something hidden.

"Today is also very good."

"Wang Wang!"

When exactly is it, I can't remember when it comes to a critical moment.

"Today is also a very hearty meal! I want to eat enough to grow up quickly." This is the tone of the elders doting on the younger ones.

"Wang Wang!"

"Dinglingling——" is the sound of a mobile phone.

"Hello, hello." The man picked up the phone, and what he said subconsciously brought back a trace of lost memory in my mind.

[Hi, I'm Yuya Kazami from the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. 】

I almost stood up like a carp, the man's voice gradually overlapped with the clown with oil paint on his face in the last bomb accident. That clown from the police manual.

I have a little bad feeling inside.

That doll figure, could it be Toru Amuro?

Probably not, it made me feel unconfident.

"Okay, I'll go over now." Kazami didn't say much the whole time, as if he was just listening to the person on the other end of the phone, and hung up the phone after saying this at last.

It sounded like a hurry, but I didn't forget to say goodbye to Harrow, and the door was hurriedly closed again.

After a while, I kicked my legs and planned to jump out of the paper bag.While exerting force, I also pulled down the edge of the paper bag, so as to reduce the difficulty for me to go out. The Matsuda doll underneath bears my pressure directly.

As for how other dolls feel, they may not be as direct as Matsuda dolls.After all, I kicked his sunglasses away not long ago.

With a little help, you should be able to jump out.

"Sister, are you playing with me on the trampoline?" A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and I was so scared that I split my short legs that were still active just now.

"Matsuda?" I looked down, and the Matsuda doll still looked the same, maintaining a motionless posture.But those eyes seemed to accuse me, "Are you conscious now?"

"I've wanted to talk for a long time, but I can't move yet." Matsuda's lazy voice didn't seem to be in a hurry.

I caught the key point at once, and asked in confusion: "You mean, you can't move or talk, but you are actually conscious?"

"Almost." So I know everything.

But it's just like the soul is sealed in the doll's body, and it can only watch, but can't do anything.

"Where's Jing Guang?" I asked.

"Lying down as you can see, I won't be able to break free for a while." Matsuda took it for granted.

So now among the five dolls, only Matsuda can talk to me.

Others may be conscious, but unable to act.

But finally there is someone who can talk to me to discuss countermeasures, nothing is better than this, at least I am not fighting alone, so I urged him: "Look at what to do now, why is he so powerful, burglary This is."

I admit that I am now not only being eccentric, but also directly suing.

"Who would have thought that kid would do this." Matsuda also felt helpless, but he didn't seem to be worried about the current matter, "What are you going to do?"

"I don't know..." I answered him honestly, because there was nothing in my mind.

Matsuda was surprised: "Then what are you going out for?"

I asked back: "If you don't go out and see, how can you have any ideas?"

"Uh..." Matsuda was silent. "Go out and be chased by dogs?"

Now it's my turn to be speechless.

What he said was very reasonable and could not be refuted.

"Actually, I want to tell you, just give up." Matsuda seemed to yawn, with a lazy voice, "That guy's temper."

I felt like he rolled his eyes.

"Do you think he's purely stealing one thing? Flowers."

"When there is no owner in the house, you still take away the doll that is strangely placed on the sofa. The doll has no value, but its appearance and characteristics resemble a dead friend. If it were you, what would you think?"

"Is it haunted? Or is it a purposeful thing that only happened to someone?"

"Let's just say, we never believed in anything other than materialism until hell, so neither did he."

He won't believe in ghosts and gods, but only doubts whether someone has set up this event against him. His vigilance like a hound will not let him relax about this matter. Cling to any clues you find.

In other words, we are actually still under his control.