Shen Xia of ghouls

A few days ago, Shintaro Aoyama, who was the subject of much discussion, was parking his car at a rest stop on the national highway in Waichang Village when his car suddenly blew out. He needed someone to help him change the tire. By the way, he hadn’t seen him for three years. Say hello to the villagers. Outer Field Village has a small population, and the population flow is not large. Shintaro Aoyama can guarantee that he knows all the people in the rest station.

"call."

Qingshan Xiaye, who came out of the rest station, sighed as if she was rescued, and the tense emotions just now relaxed a little bit. In the rest station, you don't need to pay attention to observe, you can feel the undisguised eyes of the villagers. This kind of glance from head to toe made Xia Ye feel his scalp go numb.

She knew that although her father and grandma were both villagers of Waichang Village, because her father rarely came back after going out to study in college, she and her younger brother Aoyama Toya only came back to stay for a few days during the summer vacation, so now, they have a good relationship with each other For Waichang Village, they can almost be regarded as outsiders. Thinking that they and their younger brother may live in Waichang Village for a long time in the future, it means that their siblings will have to live under these gazes for a long time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't cheer up no matter what.

Alas, why did Dad suddenly ask us to move back here!You must know that after her mother died in a car accident three years ago, she has been able to take care of herself and her younger brother.

Xia Ye leaned helplessly on a fir tree next to the rest station, looking at the surrounding scenery boredly.

Fir trees are very common in Waichang Village. The shape of the tree is straight and firm, and the upward-growing branches are intertwined and intertwined, which looks intricate.

I heard from my father that the fir trees in Waichang Village are mostly used to make wooden monuments placed in front of graves and coffins for the dead, so no matter how vigorous the fir trees are, with lush branches and leaves, summer leaves still feel dark and deep.

Moreover, Waichang Village is still surrounded by these fir forests. The national road seems to be forgotten. In fact, it is indeed forgotten by the people. The national road is not regarded as a part of the village by the villagers, and even the villagers think it is a road extending from afar. It will bring disaster to the village.

Thinking that so many trees would become wooden monuments or coffins, and the village seemed to be surrounded by coffins, Xia Ye felt horrified, even though she had a father who was a criminal policeman, she was neither unfamiliar nor afraid of death.

Looking away from the verdant and straight fir forest, Xia Ye's eyes fell on a little farther away from the national road. It was a bus stop sign. The national road was sparsely populated, and only the bus stop sign stood there alone, which was easy to be noticed.

At this moment, a person suddenly appeared next to the bus sign. Xia Ye squinted his eyes, guessing that this person should be a student, and then another person came, who could be identified as a girl from the figure, and the two stood for a while , the student who came first suddenly took a step forward, as if giving up waiting for the bus, the girl who came later moved forward, and then stopped in place again.

Could it be the young couple quarreling?

Xia Ye touched her chin and guessed.

"Sister, we should go."

Aoyama Fuyuya walked out of the rest station and looked around, and found the summer leaves under the fir tree.

"What were you looking at just now?" He smiled so sinisterly.

Seeing Xia Ye approaching, Aoyama Fuyuya asked curiously, as for the next words, he didn't dare to ask because of his sister's coercion.

"It's nothing, why gossip at such a young age."

Xia Ye patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and got into the car seat behind.

"This is not gossip, this is a detective's curiosity."

Aoyama Fuyuya grumbled dissatisfiedly, and also got into the car.

"Yes Yes."

Xia Ye was perfunctory.My younger brother likes to reason since he was a child, and he is also very talented. He is half a reasoning fanatic, and he dedicated the other half to the game console.

Aoyama Shintaro is the police department of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's Search Division. He is naturally very pleased. He also had the idea of ​​letting his children inherit his father's business, so he often asked some uncles to train the two siblings, and he even threw them away when he was busy. Under the care of some retired seniors, those former elites in the police circle who are extremely boring often give some cases to the siblings for analysis and deduction. Under long-term influence, Xia Ye can sometimes come up with new ideas for the case, but Fuyuya It is already possible to sort out the case and deduce the real culprit, so Aoyama Fuyuya often regards himself as a detective.

The car restarted, and Shintaro Aoyama bid farewell to the villagers who helped him, and then drove to the center field. Qingshan's family was in the center field of the field village, and he was one of the six tribes in the village. There are only seven or eight families.

The speed of the car was not very fast, but when passing by the student he saw just now, Xia Ye could only take a quick glance and didn't leave any impression on him, but he was sure that the guess just now was correct, it was a male student, fifteen or sixteen About [-] years old, about the same age as myself, and may study in the same high school in the future.

When the car arrived at the stop sign, Xia Ye paid attention to the girl standing there. The pink hair was very flamboyant, the facial features were also very good, and she also put on light makeup. The upper body was a pure white school uniform shirt, and the lower body was a green plaid skirt. Ye suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was very familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was. Since her mother passed away, she and her younger brother hadn't been back to Waichang Village, so it wasn't surprising that they couldn't recognize anyone in the village.

"It's her!"

Just after finishing a round of the game, Aoyama Fuyuya focused his attention on Xia Ye, and followed her gaze to see the people outside the window.

"Ok?"

"Megumi Shimizu, don't you remember? If I remember correctly, I should have lived in the lower outfield."

Megumi Shimizu?

Xia Ye looked puzzled, but still couldn't think of it. Sometimes she really admired her brother's ability to recognize people. As long as he had met people, he could clearly tell where and when he met him. A good seed of a criminal police officer.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Sister Xun also lives in the lower field. When you were young, you went to Tanaka's house to play. She used to come."

Aoyama Fuyuya recalled for a while, and quickly turned over the previous memories.

Finally, there is a vague shadow in my heart. Kaoru Tanaka is one of the few good friends of Xia Ye in Waichang Village. I remember that Kaoru often mentioned the name Xiaohui in front of her. They seem to have a very good relationship. Unfortunately, Xia Ye and Megumi Shimizu did not become friends, and the impression almost only stayed on the name.

"Then what kind of person is she?"

Xia Ye is very likely to be in the same high school or even the same class as Shimizu Hui, so it's better for her to find out.

"Hehe, I think it's better for you to ask Sister Xun about this."

After finishing speaking, Aoyama Fuyuya held the game console and threw himself into a new round of fierce battle.

Xia Ye was not discouraged if she didn't get an answer. Thinking that she would see her long-lost friend Kaoru Tanaka soon, she couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy in her depressed mood.

Soon after returning to Aoyama's house, Aoyama Shintaro gave a "tsk" to a house in the distance when he got off the car. The voice was very soft, but the sensitive siblings noticed it. They looked at the house with their heads.

It was a villa with a completely different style from the houses in the village. It stood at the junction of two hills and was hidden in the lush green woods.The exterior of the building is a bit old, and it seems to have experienced a lot of wind and rain. The mottled stone walls, faded chimneys and windows should be materials from ancient buildings.

Xia Ye remembered that the houses there used to be not much different from those in the village, and definitely not the building in front of him that could only be seen in the villa area.Moreover, the owner deliberately used the building materials of the old building, and the newly built house seemed to have more history and heritage than the ones in the village. This must have angered some xenophobic villagers.

The author has something to say: This is the first time I have published an article in Jinjiang Literature, I hope someone will read it↖(^ω^)↗