I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

After the discovery of the other two bodies in the Takashima apartment, the interrogation of Ken Yamamoto and the others was over. Kurokawa Misami was originally regarded as a potential criminal suspect, but now he is going to be the next victim who must be strictly protected .

A seminar was being held in the police station. They projected the photos of the three corpses and the details of the scene on the big screen. The faint blue light reflected the brutal crime scene, which was very bloody. big case.

What kind of person would choose such a cruel method of breaking human necks.

A police officer speaks from a podium.

"Murderers with antisocial personality have randomness in their crimes."

"To put it in a very common way, the murderer boarded a tram at random, picked a station to get off at random, and then chose a family without any reason like playing with a turntable, and carried out the murder."

"Killing without motive."

"That's antisocial personality."

"Beyond that, this type of killer has an obsessive-compulsive obsession with perfection."

"Although it is not clear why the murderer stopped in front of Room 1204, the murderer is likely to return to the scene."

Some people discussed: "I read the interrogation transcripts of Takeru Yamamoto and Yoki Eguchi. This high school student's psychological quality is beyond ordinary people-I mean, it seems that he has a stronger tolerance for certain aspects than ordinary people, and the bottom line of certain aspects Weaker than ordinary people."

Another person refuted him: "Maybe it's because he was abandoned at birth."

"Family and affection play an important role in the formation of personal character that cannot be ignored."

……

"Did you leave child care when you were 16 and live on your own after that?"

After the interrogation, in order to strengthen the protection of Kurokawa Misami, Yamamoto took the student to a small room with a large sofa and a brown and black tea table with teapots and kettles on it.

This place used to be used for resting and meeting guests, and occasionally for mediating civil disputes. This time, it was purposely vacated to accommodate Kurokawa Misami.

"Is this also part of the interrogation?"

Kurokawa Mangjian asked suspiciously.

"Of course not, just treat it as a casual chat, such as a tea party."

Takeshi Yamamoto replied that after he finished saying this, he saw Kurokawa smiling, and Takeshi Yamamoto realized that it was really funny to talk to the police in the police station.

In order to ease the atmosphere, he poured a glass of water for Kurokawa Misaki.

Kurokawa Misaki took the water and held it in his palm: "Ms. Kurokawa died when I was 16, so I left the orphanage,"

Yamamoto Ken asked: "Who is Ms. Kurokawa?"

Heichuan Mangjian looked at him strangely: "Ms. Heichuan is the person in charge of the child care facility. She was also the one who picked me up and gave me my name."

He sighed: "Ms. Kurokawa is a kind and kind old man. When she was dying, she gave me some money in her own name. After that, I left the child care facility to live alone."

Yamamoto continued to ask: "Universities are not like elementary and middle schools, where tuition fees are reduced or exempted. It must be very difficult to live alone."

Kurokawa Misami said, "It's not bad."

Takeshi Yamamoto repeated: "Okay?"

Kurokawa Misami nodded: "That money is used for high school entrance fees, so you don't have to worry about tuition fees for the whole three years."

"Although a teacher suggested that I enter a vocational high school to learn a professional technology when I left the child care facility, but because there was no career I was interested in, I chose a general high school."

Yamamoto Ken said: "Kurokawa met a very good person, oh, I also saw in your record that after finishing school every day, you have to go to the store to work, are you preparing for living expenses and future tuition fees?"

Kurokawa Migumi thought for a while: "More precisely, it's a habit-like behavior. When I was in the third grade of middle school, I was ready to leave the child care facility, so I started working at that time. Later... ..."

Ken Yamamoto was lamenting that life was not easy, but he didn't expect the other party to hesitate suddenly, and quickly asked, "Is there something wrong with life?"

"It can't be considered a problem."

"The Seirin high school I enrolled in is in Tokyo, so the part-time job is also set at a store in a more prosperous part of Tokyo."

Kurokawa Misami continued: "In March this year, I finished my day's work and walked back. I saw a fainting lady on the side of the road. I didn't know that she was an office worker nearby until I sent her to the hospital. , because the overtime was too heavy, he suffered a sudden cardiac arrest on the road.”

"After being sent to the hospital, I left. I didn't expect to see the lady again in the shop where I worked two weeks later."

"She has been discharged from the hospital without any problems, and she came here to thank me."

"For about two weeks, every night at 08:30, she would come to shop when the store was about to close. On the last day of March, she told me to resign from my current position and cherish life."

"She gave a thank you money that was enough to pay for a year of public college before preparing to travel the world."

After all, Kurokawa Misami nodded: "So I'm not too nervous about university tuition."

"It's just that whether it's part-time work or thrift has become a habit."

Ken Yamamoto has seen many broken families. Parents divorced due to economic reasons, father refused to bear the responsibility of raising children, and mother ran away from home. As a result, children dropped out of society after graduating from high school, and their life path continued to decline.

In contrast, Kurokawa Misami seemed to be favored by the god of fortune.

Takeshi Yamamoto was about to continue the conversation, when his partner Yoki Eguchi pushed open the wooden door of the reception room with a solemn expression, "Someone posted the case of the Takashima apartment on the Internet."

Takeshi Yamamoto stood up and hurried over the sofa: "Who? A reporter, or an ignorant newcomer to the police station."

Yoki Eguchi swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It's a writer on the thirteenth floor of the Takashima apartment."

"He said some weird things."

……

"Everyone knows the recent murder case of three people in the Takashima apartment. All the victims died of broken necks."

"I just live in the Takashima apartment."

"Don't ask me which floor I live on, just know that I can hear what's happening on the twelfth floor."

"I'm going to tell you something a little different."

At [-]:[-] p.m. on the second day after the Takashima apartment murder was discovered, a post titled "I heard the murderer's knock on the door" spread rapidly on the Internet.

Takeshi Yamamoto, Yoki Eguchi, and other police officers printed out all the contents of "I Heard the Murderer's Knocking on the Door" and checked them bit by bit. At the same time, the police also went to Takashima's apartment to find the person who posted the post.

Writer Eiji Nakamura.

"It was about 02:30 in the morning. I was thinking about writing a new novel, but I didn't have a word of inspiration. I wrote and deleted, back and forth, very tortured. It was like sitting in the examination room but my head It’s like a student who is empty.”

"I was like, if only something could happen."

"Thinking about it like this, I heard the ticking of the clock in the bedroom. It's very quiet at night, and I can hear a little louder sound."

"The ticking sound is terrible, click, click, click, mechanical and indifferent."

"While I was dreading the sound of the clock, I suddenly heard another voice."

"First the sound of the door opening."

"The Takashima apartment is an old apartment. The door shaft is rusty, and there are some sounds every time it is opened and closed. It is very clear in the dark. I opened the window at the time and I could hear it."

"There are still people going out at such a late hour. I feel very strange when I think of it. It is already 02:30 in the middle of the night. How could someone choose this time to go out."

"But there will be some early morning workers here, which I didn't pay attention to at first."

"Then I heard a knock on the door."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

"Knock on the iron door."

"No one seemed to answer the door, knocked a second time, don't know if it was a thief or something... Isn't it scary to knock on the door at 02:30 in the morning?"

"How can there be such a person?"

"The owner who was knocked on the door seemed to be the same as I thought. He opened the door and then had an argument with the other party."

"I didn't catch it, it just seemed to say, you, head, or something."

"It's very strange, why would someone say such a thing at night, until now I think I heard it wrong."

"Then, there was no sound."

"It's like pressing the pause button suddenly, and the sound disappears."

"About 20 seconds or a minute?"

"Especially long in the dark."

"I originally thought that the matter was over. Maybe, maybe the master went back to the house, the other party left, and the quarrel ended like this."

"Then I heard the knock on the door again."

"Not far or near, it still happened on the twelfth floor."

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

"It's still three beeps, neither fast nor slow, as punctual as a clock with a second hand, and with mechanical indifference."

"It's ridiculous to say that I heard the word 'cold' from the knock on the door, but I was really scared at that time. The cold hair stood up on the back, as if being stared at by a ferocious animal."

"This time knocked three times and nine times before the master opened the door."

"What happened was exactly the same as before."

"Suddenly there was no sound."

"Hearing this I wanted to close the windows, turn off the lights and go to bed like nothing happened, but I didn't dare."

"Is it over? How is it possible?"

"It's still going on."

"This time the third door was knocked."

……

"I fell asleep."

"If it weren't for the overwhelming news today."

"I always thought it was a dream."

……

police Office.

Eiji Nakamura, who had just been summoned, sat awkwardly on a chair, looking around from time to time, not daring to look directly at the two police officers sitting in front of him. After waking up today, he did not report to the police in time but posted a post on the Internet. will be severely reprimanded.

An elderly man who looked as stable as a mountain knocked on the table, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be very experienced: "Tell me what you heard last night carefully, and don't miss anything."

"It's all in the post."

Nakamura said timidly, "That's all."

"Think again."

Yamamoto Takeshi and Eguchi Yoki took the printed content and asked in detail as if breaking the text into pieces.

First was the time, then asked whether the moonlight was bright at that time, and asked what sound he heard first, Nakamura became more and more nervous.

He kept nodding, "Yes, yes, I heard the first door knock twice."

Yamamoto Ken asked, "How many times?"

Eiji Nakamura: "Twice and six."

"Do you remember it so clearly?"

Eiji Nakamura: "I am a worker who is good at writing. Most people may be tired at night, but people like us will be more awake."

Yamamoto asked again: "What about the second time, how many knocks did you make the second time?"

"Nine times three times."

"The third time was five times and fifteen sounds. The owner of the third room seemed to deliberately not open the door for him. I didn't understand it at first, but I realized it after reading the report on the identity of the third victim. The woman who lived alone How could you open the door to a stranger in the middle of the night?"

Eishi Nakamura found the writer's eloquent nature and continued on.

"Then came the fourth door, which opened with just one knock."

Eishi Nakamura was about to continue talking, but suddenly noticed that the expressions of the two policemen sitting across from him changed.

"What did you say?"

"The fourth door opened?"

Eishi Nakamura fidgeted as if a needle was placed on the cushion, "Yes, maybe, maybe, like, maybe, I don't remember clearly, but actually I sometimes feel sleepy at night, and I don't remember some details so clearly."

Yamamoto whispered: "Your post did not say that the fourth door was knocked open."

"Because there are only three bodies."

Eiji Nakamura replied.

……

The entire police station was immediately put under martial law, and all the information about Misami Kurokawa was gathered in the hands of the research group, and the armed policemen had already put on bulletproof vests, armed with narcotic guns and gathered around the reception room in ambush.

There was an argument in the seminar group, and someone said: "It doesn't mean anything that the fourth door is knocked on."

"Then how did he survive?"

As soon as this question came up, no one continued to answer it. Yes, a 16-year-old high school student had just passed the standard in physical education from elementary school to high school.

How did this man survive.

……

Eguchi Yoshiki quietly walked out of the meeting room, he quickly closed the door, leaving the other people who were arguing in the room, and came to the corridor, before he had time to take a few breaths of fresh air, his mobile phone vibrated continuously one after another.

There are hundreds of unread chat messages on the chat software, which are sent by old classmates and acquaintances met at various social gatherings, and the content is similar.

He glanced roughly, and saw the words "You work in the police station, can you tell me about the Takashima apartment murder case" and "I heard that there are ghosts haunting it, is it true?"

"boring."

Yoshie Eguchi turned off the notification, took a deep breath, and a little policeman came running from a distance. Yoki Eguchi was about to scold him not to run in the corridor, but he heard the little policeman panting and said: "There is a new team outside. people."

"They claim to be investigators from the Operations Division of the Special Species Management Committee under the Ministry of Defense."

Eguchi Yota went to the door to receive them, took the documents and saw that they were indeed from the Ministry of Defense.

He turned it over to look at the other side.

It turned out to be the legendary special species action family.

I had only heard of it before, but I never expected to see a real person today.

The leading man has curly black hair and slender three-white eyes. He and the team members behind him are all wearing standard military uniforms, with a stand-up collar and open-front black long coat, embroidered with gold thread on the back and the collar, The man introduced himself: "I am Sosuke Kondo."

"We will be solely responsible for the case of the Takashima apartment this time."

Eguchi Yota brought the man into the conference room, and sighed beside him: "I didn't expect the chief of the Operations Section to come in person."

The little policeman next to him asked, "What is the Special Species Operations Division...?"

"It seems that there is no such position on the civil service recruitment list."

"Secret Operations."

Eguchi Yota smiled, "Just think of them as the Yagyu family in the Edo period, and the Shinsengumi at the end of the Tokugawa period—no, no, their predecessor is the Shinsengumi."

"what?"

The little policeman was dumbfounded.

Eguchi Yota nodded: "It's the Shinsengumi you think of, hovering in Taiga dramas and anime, haunting various film and television dramas like ghosts, and serving as the background Shinsengumi. Even if it's a love-oriented Otome Reverse Harem game And masculine galgames never lack their presence."

……

In the middle of the nineteenth century, in order to resist the continuous assassination of reformers, the shogunate dispatched a team from Tama County, Musashi Province to form the Shinsengumi.

At that time, most of the Shinsengumi came from the Hachioji Thousand People Team, and they had a strong heart of loyalty to the shogunate. Later, the times changed, and the Shinsengumi, which originally resisted the reformers, gradually changed their functions and became a group that manages strange species at home and abroad and fights against demons and ghosts. secret department.

This department takes the Ministry of Defense as the main body, the Yumonin family as the main technical advisor, and the onmyoji families such as Hanakain and Asakura as the secondary technical advisors. The descendants left by the members of the Fan Squad belong to the real power department in the Ministry of Defense, and have the authority to summon, arrest, detain, interrogate, imprison, and kill special species.

Kondo Sosuke is a distant relative of Kondo Isao, the director of the Shinsengumi back then. He belongs to the same lineage. He studied in the dojo of natural heart flow when he was a teenager. Later, he was selected into the Special Species Management Committee because of a special ability.

The Special Species Action Division headed by Kondo Sosuke initially regarded the case of the Takashima apartment as a case of intentional homicide committed by humans.

Until the post "I heard the murderer's knocking on the door" became popular on the Internet, the contemporary owner of Huakaiyuan, headquartered in Kyoto, glimpsed the continuous flow of miasma from Kyoto to Tokyo.

Only then did they contact the Special Species Action Division and tell them about the "Miasma Gathering".

"The creation of monsters comes from obsession and inner demons."

"The growth of demons and ghosts comes from the fear of the world."

"The constant fear condensed into a miasma and flew towards Tokyo. I am afraid that another big monster will be born."

On the phone, Kondo Sosuke's mocking expression was caused by the words of the Patriarch of Huakaiyuan, "It's just a monster, I have killed a lot."

He hung up the phone, glanced at the reception room where the so-called suspect was, and then turned his gaze back to the director's office.

The chubby director sat in a dilemma, "How should I put it, this kind of thing is too coincidental." He knocked on the table and said, "Someone from another department wants to take Kurokawa Misami from here. "

"It's Tianzhao Institute. I don't know if you know this department or not."

……

The reception room was very quiet, the tea on the table had gone cold, Kurokawa Mitsumi sat on the sofa, looking out the window boredly.

It's already dusk.

The sunset in May was warm, and the slanted long and brilliant light slanted into the room, and fell silently to the floor. Not only the sun, but everything was very quiet.

The same is true outside the window. For unknown reasons, the chirping insects in the flower bed suddenly disappeared, leaving people feeling empty.

When did it disappear?

Kurokawa Mangjian thought suddenly.

The door of the reception room opened, but it was not the expected candidate.

The guest walked a few steps, came to the sofa in front of the tea table, sat down on his own, then raised one leg, put one hand on it, and the expensive suit fabric was wrinkled.Flowing.

"It seems that you have forgotten me."

"But it's okay, it's common for people like you not to remember anything."