Four cherry blossom petals set off the coffin board

"It's terrible." It's terrible. Although this man is not the first time to realize his horror, it is now after the last listener incident that I have refreshed my understanding of him.

After hearing Matsuda's analysis, I surrendered.

"So, it's possible for him to go back to our house again?" I got a headache.

"I think so, and it's very likely that it's an aboveboard one." The implication of Matsuda's words was to directly search the house.

No corner will be missed, and the house will be turned over from the beginning to the end.

How many ant nests there are in the yard have to be brought out to count how many ants there are.

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"The first team has searched and found nothing. The report is over."

"The second team searched and found nothing. The report is over."

Listening to the voices from his subordinates in the bluetooth headset, Toru Amuro sat in the car, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and the monitors placed in every corner of the Arisugawa house yesterday were displayed on the laptop screen next to him. Any exception occurs.

Except for the dog named Xiaobai on the screen, there are no other creatures appearing in the camera.

He was sure that he should still be there after the lights were turned off last night.But why, would it disappear out of thin air?

I've searched it all over, and I've also questioned the previous owner of the house. There are no hidden compartments or secret passages. How did they do it? Under the continuous and close siege of the police, the people in the house seem to have evaporated from the world. .

Teidan High School got the news that Arisukawa Hana didn't go to class today.

Toru Amuro said to the headset: "Find it again, and then end the operation."

"Yes!"

Picking up the computer next to him, he looked at the picture of the dark Arisugawa house last night, and subconsciously switched to his own home. The surveillance system installed last time to monitor Harrow's actions at home is still in operation.

It is because of this that I discovered the reason why Harrow would steal open the refrigerator to eat and gain weight.

Thinking of this, Toru Amuro, who was still breathless because of a stone in his heart, relaxed a little, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The scene switched to the apartment, and at a glance, Harrow was gnawing on a toy and grinding his teeth alone, and he was still very obedient.

Pulling the progress bar forward at will, to see what he was doing before, the corner of Toru Amuro's mouth, which was still smiling slightly, suddenly pressed down.

No, dazzled?

After pausing the screen, he rubbed his eyes, and moved forward on the strange screen again.

Zoom in little by little.

The kraft paper bag placed under the dining table started to rattle like a mouse, and then a doll's head emerged from the edge of the paper bag, lying there, as if looking at something.

He remembered the doll because he had cleaned it with his hands.

Six dolls were placed on the couch last night and to his shock, five were remarkably similar to his deceased friend.

Whether it's the demeanor or the appearance of the clothes, looking at the familiar faces, the memories of the past are like a raging tide, tightly holding his throat and making him unable to breathe, followed by their every death in the memories The messages were smashed into his heart like nails, full of holes, and the great grief made him freeze in an instant.

The other one is a doll that is [-]% similar to the one called Arisukawa Hana.

Because I don't know what the mastermind in the dark is thinking, and he has investigated his affairs in the police academy so thoroughly, and made these dolls out of photos. He can do this to this extent, which shows that he has already done it in front of that person. completely exposed.But in the end, he took all the dolls away by a mysterious accident.

After inspection, it was found that they were all ordinary cotton dolls without any parts.

Who the hell would it be to do such a thing?

All night last night, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, thinking about it non-stop.

Is it a dark organization?that person?Or another force.

A few days ago, the investigation into the suspected Jingguang photos and the incident of Sanye Ken began.

He locked the source on the girl named Arisukawa Hana.Because the photos in Sanye Ken’s mobile phone were completely cleared and formatted, Dr. Ali was asked to help when restoring them. According to the photos in it, Sanye Jian took several semi-blurred photos in a row, and at the same time I captured it, and there was Hana Arisukawa next to Hiro at the time.

That's why last night, he decided to enter the Arisugawa residence to find out.

However, he found those dolls that resembled his friends. Because of their facial features, he couldn't help being in a trance, as if he saw the appearance of his old friends from these dolls, and even became dazed for a few short periods of time.

So what is the situation now.

He didn't dare to blink for a moment, he was holding his breath almost at the same time, observing the scene captured by the surveillance camera.

The doll with its head sticking out seemed to be bouncing a few times, then suddenly lost its strength and fell down with a snap.

He kept watching this process back and forth.

Like something out of a silent horror movie, in an empty room, the doll has a sense of self.

How long did he sleep last night, he began to doubt his eyes, did lack of sleep lead to hallucinations?

Or, remote control?

Toru Amuro lowered his eyes, and unconsciously rubbed the edge of the computer with his fingers.

Where is it placed, the remote control device?

Clothes buttons?Or more inside?

Damn, the doll should have been taken apart last night.

where will it beFive meters away?Ten meters, or a hundred meters away?

After restarting the car, Amurotou's eyes were clouded, and he thought viciously, if he caught anyone, he would be dead.

He will definitely give that person an unforgettable surprise.

Even if he is a minor, he will have a way to let him/her stay in the juvenile home.

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After communicating with Matsuda for a while, I completely gave up on the method of self-help, okay, let's do it like this, you don't worry anymore, then I will lie flat.

At most, feed the bottle of medicine the same as last time.

In the paper bag, I sighed again, I don't know how many times I sighed.

"Is there no other way?" Matsuda was worried about my method, "I heard that it is like a baby after drinking it."

He clearly still cared about his friend.

"That can't be helped. You are all dead after all. If that kid finds out, Darwin's coffin will not be able to hold it down." It is estimated that he will come all the way from the Western Hell to curse people.

"Think about it again."

"Then let me think about it..." It seems that there is something similar to this, and he knew the existence of hell before he was alive.

While we were chatting with each other, there was a strange noise outside the door.

Someone is back.

We both closed our mouths at the same time.

The person who came was walking very fast, as if there was something urgent, striding over, I felt that the light in front of me dimmed, and what I saw from my angle were straight suit pants.

What is he going to do?

Just when I was confused, he bent down and lifted the bag.

Following his movement, we, the dolls inside, couldn't help sliding down, and now I'm completely attached to the edge of the paper bag.

A pair of big hands picked me up.

What are you doing?I was confused and looked at the man in front of me. He pursed his lips and frowned tightly, looking very upset.

But, you are in a bad mood, what are you doing to take off my clothes!

What he did next blew me away.

First, I unbuttoned the clothes one by one, which made me very angry, Toru Amuro, are you a pervert!

I've reached the verge of mental collapse. Although the body is just a doll, it's still very bad, especially when I saw him directly pick up the scissors on one side and start gesturing at my stomach. Can pass out.

His indifferent and almost numb expression made me completely believe that he was determined to cut me completely to pieces.

Did I violate some rule of heaven?

Although he was dead and his body was nothing, he still couldn't help shaking.This guy's expression is too dark, it's like licking blood from the edge of a knife.

"I know you're watching." He narrowed his eyes and glanced at me a few times before suddenly saying so.

This doesn't quite make sense to me.

I think his movements are starting to slow down, reminding me of a mad scientist who dissects the human body for no reason.

"Which part could it be?" I watched the snow-white cotton being pulled out bit by bit from my stomach, and a certain mosaic was automatically formed in my mind, as if the cotton at this time was not cotton, but human tissue.

His tone is almost relaxed, just like the person catching peek-a-boo, using a gentle, seductive voice to attract hiding people, like a cat catching a mouse.

Don't take it out, there is nothing but cotton wool.

I silently watched him persistently pull out the cotton in my body, feeling a little helpless.

This guy was stimulated by something.

Wow, he's blackened.

I looked at his gloomy expression and shivered.

While he was flipping over, I looked elsewhere helplessly. Is it a monitor or a listener that flashed by?

Small, square.

Somewhat curious, I glanced over there a few more times. It was hung on the wall. That position happened to be able to see the panorama of the living room. There was no doubt that it was surveillance. I was dumbfounded.

It's like, I get it.

Check the monitor and see me frantically tempting at the mouth of the bag.So I thought there was some machinery in my body that could be controlled by a joystick.

Whoa, pretty bold.

I thought about my actions just now. If it was someone else, they would probably think that my doll was possessed by something. This guy is so bold that he rushed up and directly dissected it.

Just when my thoughts were flying all over the sky, I heard Toru Amuro's surprised voice, he said, "No?"

My body feels light and my head seems to be more empty.

He dug out all the cotton and found nothing, now he is dumbfounded.

Not believing this fact, he took me and walked around the house, focusing on checking all the doors and windows.

Then he stood there, as if he was thinking about something, and then he turned his attention to Matsuda below.

He picked it up and looked at it carefully, but he didn't treat me so violently, and started to dismantle it straight to the point. After a while, he finally did it, and the shiny scissors gleamed coldly.

This time it was much gentler. Instead of hollowing out everything when I was dismantled, I used my fingers to dig it out bit by bit.

What an extreme treatment!

I looked at the fluffed cotton on the table pitifully, feeling extremely sad.

After going through all the remaining dolls, Amuro, who found nothing, fell into self-doubt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In fact, I can't blame him, the main reason is that it is too supernatural.

I can't explain the picture that I, as a doll, can move in a place where no moving parts are placed.

So he came up with the idea of ​​monitoring, and he seemed to be wondering if someone had tampered with the monitoring. I, lying on the table, watched him dismantle the monitoring very quickly, and the speed of his technique was as fast as that of Hagiwara Matsuda and the others.

While he wasn't paying attention, I touched my body bitterly, and it was like a deflated ball, only a piece of skin left.

so bleak...

I couldn't help crying for myself.

"Where is it? There is a problem." He looked very frustrated, with his hands on his forehead, as if he was troubled by a problem.

Haro sensed his master's emotions and walked over worriedly.

But Toru Amuro seemed unable to distract himself from Harrow's concern now, he even rubbed Liu Hai's hair a little irritably.

"How did you do it?" It's unbearable, this feeling of being watched clearly, even friends who have been dead for many years are picked out, it's as bad as wanting to see his incompetence and rage.

There was not even a trace of committing a crime, which made him feel not only tired during the long-term exploration, but also a kind of oppression that was close at hand.

Seeing those faces, those nightmares of waking up countless times in the middle of the night have been frequently staged these days, again and again.

Long periods of sleep deprivation, hiro's photos, and weird things all put repeated pressure on his tense nerves at that moment.

He let out a foul breath, he was a little tired.

"No problem, zero." The man sighed, "This is not your problem."

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