[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

April is the month of cherry blossoms in Japan. It’s just that this year it’s a cold spring, so the temperature has been very low. These days it’s slowly getting warmer.

Although Yushi Ninazu's family is not so good that he can buy a separate scooter for him, it is definitely not bad. After all, tennis is an extremely expensive noble sport, and he usually does not worry about money at all.Of course, the premise is not to compare with Keigo Atobe. In fact, there are not many people in Japan who can compare with the Atobe Foundation.

Although she said it was a gift, in fact, the other party must have something to say, and Zhiyu Yingna could not even see what he meant, so she simply saved the time of squeezing the tram and let Yushi Ninzu walk with her a paragraph.

The cherry blossoms on the side of the road have already bloomed, and you can smell a faint aroma when you smell it carefully. Two people are walking on the trail sandwiched by two rows of cherry blossom trees. There are not many people on the street, and most of the social animals in Japan are still working hard. Work, it's not time to get off work yet.

There are many varieties of cherry blossoms in Tokyo, and it is estimated that it will be a good time to enjoy cherry blossoms in a short time.

Ninazu Yushi recalled the promise that Zhiyu Sakurana made to himself that day: "The cherry blossoms will be in full bloom in half a month at most. As long as I think of such a scene, I will feel happy in my heart. Especially this year's Sakura, Xiao Nai, you promised to watch it with me, I remember this clearly, you are not allowed to deny it."

"I will do what I promised," Zhiyu Sakura pursed her lips: "Although I don't have too many advantages as a person, I keep my word and keep my word. You can rest assured."

With the elegant fragrance of flowers in the wind, she reached out to catch the light-colored cherry blossoms that came from nowhere. It fell so early that the petals were still plain white, only the edges were dyed a very light pink.

Suddenly, a very faint sadness welled up in Yushi Ninzu's heart: "The flowers are already withered before they bloom."

Zhiyu Sakurana said: "Yes. Because flowers have a place to go."

He asked gently: "Then where are the flowers going?"

Without answering, Zhiyu Sakura held the petals in her heart in front of her, and blew them up lightly like a dandelion. The thin petals were lifted up by the gentle wind and drifted away into the distance. lost sight.The petals in Yushi Ninzu's eyes became lighter and weaker, and it drifted to an unknown direction.

Ninja Yuuji couldn't help turning his head to look at Oriha Sakurana, her eyes were bright.

Such a gentle expression.

Zhiyu Yingna opened her mouth and instantly broke the illusion of tenderness: "You ask me where the flowers are going, how do I know? Why don't you turn on your phone and see what the wind direction is in today's weather forecast, and then look at the speed of the wind. An objective interference factor can probably estimate where it went."

"...Oh, this is really... a very practical method," Yushi Ninzu slowly closed his open mouth: "Xiao Nai seems to be a little different from the past."

She didn't even move her eyebrows: "People will change. No one will always maintain the innocent appearance when they were young. If they are too weak, they will die. The principle of survival of the fittest is very simple."

Ninja Yushi's voice was slightly lowered: "I don't think so. Some things have memories, which will only become clearer and more precious as time goes by. Those beautiful things should not be discarded."

She found it funny: "Good treasures have to be kept in ivory towers, but some people don't have ivory towers, because ivory towers are filled with money. People who don't even have basic personal safety don't know where they will be tomorrow. Anyway, I won’t be in the mood to recall yesterday at all.”

"What happened yesterday is just some useless things that will occupy the brain's CPU. The sooner you clear it, the better. This is my advice."

"Xiao Nai—"

Ninja Yuuji suddenly stopped, grabbed Oriha Sakurana's shoulder and looked at her: "Do we have to talk like this?"

"Is there anything wrong with this conversation?"

"Is there no room for maneuver between us?"

Zhiyu Yingna stared into his eyes calmly, refuting one by one: "What do you want to hear from me?"

She gently put her hand on Ninzu Yushi's hand on her shoulder, and pressed his hand down hard: "If you want to hear what you think sounds good, then I have a thousand words here, no matter what it is You can say anything, but I regard you as a friend, at least once, so I choose to tell the truth and don't use those words to coax you."

Shinobu Yuji's eyes dimmed, his other hand slid down Oroha Sakurana's shoulder, and slowly held her hand: "Then I'd rather you coax me."

She struggled a bit, but didn't break free: "I won't."

"Why do you always resist my help and my approach? Am I really that unbearable," Yushi Ninzu has never been so grateful for a moment like now that he is wearing a pair of flat glasses that are useless. Blocking the unwillingness to be seen through his eyes, his voice contained anger that he didn't even understand: "Are you really that strong? Would you rather grit your teeth and hold back your tears than ask for help? "

Zhiyu Yingna always felt a little uncomfortable hearing this: "Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush."

The hand held on the wrist was a little too hard, Zhiyu Yingna raised it up to show him: "Yushi Ninzu, you are going to bruise my hand, I suggest you better loosen it."

After living for so many years, she has almost always stayed in her own world, not knowing the past of cold, heat, autumn and winter. Although she has seen other people fall in love, they are all in TV dramas after all.This is the first time that Sakurana Oriha is facing this kind of thing in person, feeling a little annoyed and depressed.

This thing is too difficult to do.

He let go a little, but still didn't let go, Zhiyu Yingna moved her wrist in the position of being held, and felt that the bone on the wrist was really painful: the boy didn't know the severity when he got angry, and he usually Tennis players have extraordinary grip strength, and accidents are easy to happen if you don't pay attention.That's her, if she were to be another cute little girl, she might have started crying in pain.

Ninja Yuji closed his eyes: "...Sorry."

He could hardly control himself.

Zhiyu Sakurana's patience is about to run out: "I don't mind your rudeness, but if you feel sorry, just do as I say, believe me, forget everything about the past, it is best for you way of doing."

Shinobu Yushi stared into her eyes and asked word by word: "Forget the past, okay, what about after that, Sakurana, tell me, what should happen after forgetting the past?"

"After forgetting the past, of course it is to start a new life." She did not avoid his angry eyes: "You know that memories have no power."

"Then in your new life—"

The boy's voice was extremely soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the light sleep of the cherry blossoms before they bloomed: "Is there a place for me?"

Zhiyu Yingna felt that he asked strangely: "Why do you think about these questions, of course you do."

"yes……"

The tight string in his heart has not yet loosened.

She continued: "The two of us are at least alumni. Although Bingdi is older, he is still in the same school. Our classes are not far from each other. If we look down and see each other, how could we not meet?"

Shinobi Yushi looked into Oriha Sakurana's eyes, as if trying to capture every trace of her changing emotions: "What about Atobe Keigo?"

Zhiyu Sakura frowned: "What did you mention him for?"

"I ask you Atobe Keigo what is he!"

Compared with Yuji Ninja's emotions on the verge of collapse, she always maintained a terrible and cruel calmness: "What is he, I have the final say, and I have no obligation to tell you clearly."

Uncontrollably, he let his mouth say the extremely stupid words easily: "Perhaps you think that Keigo Atobe is a more worthy person to invest in than me?"

That's not the case, what he wanted to say was clearly... not the case.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Yushi Shinozu felt regret wrapped around his heart like a poisonous snake, he turned his head away, not daring to see what expression Oriha Sakurana would have.

Oriha Sakurana gave him a very surprised look.

Fuck, can you guess this right?

After thinking about it, she uttered the most commonly used golden phrases on TV.

Zhiyu Sakurana said softly: "If you think it is, then so be it."

Shinobu Yushi clearly heard that the nerve in his head snapped off.

Not rage to the extreme.

No action.

No sound.

He squatted down in a daze, his head was blank at first, and then slowly filled up again.

The scene under the cherry blossom tree in the past was like a sudden tsunami, flooding the sky with memories like a tidal wave, and it all fell on Yushi Ninzu's throat. A big cup of vinegar was poured down, which made the heart sour from being flooded, but the hard thorns were still stuck in the throat, and it was hard to breathe.

And Yuji Ninja got lost under the cherry blossom tree in the past.Under the tree, there is a little boy who is seven or eight points similar to him. He skipped class to see the cherry blossoms by himself. He has been so free-wheeling since he was a child.Until he saw a crying little girl behind the tree, the little boy walked over pretending to be mature.

"My beautiful lady, why are you crying?"

The little boy sat down next to the little girl: "You can tell me, maybe I can help you solve the problem?"

"Because...because..."

The little girl was still resting her hands beside her eyes, with teardrops sticking to her eyelashes, crying out of breath: "Because...the grades were not good...I don't want my father to know, he will be sad... "

Because of his good grades, he has never had this kind of trouble. He really has no experience in this area to provide. Seeing the little girl crying even harder, the little boy quickly took out a bag of something from his body: "Don't cry, this for you."

"...Yes, what is it?" The little girl sniffed, looking at the packaging bag eagerly like a kitten, but didn't take it: "Dad said you can't just accept other people's things..."

He opened the packaging bag: "Look, this is the Shuixinxuan cake made of cherry blossoms."

A small pink cherry blossom is wrapped in the middle of the dumpling, which is as transparent as clear crystal.The little girl looked at the top of her head, and Kazuki's cherry blossoms were also on top of her head.

"so beautiful……"

The little girl struggled a bit: "But Dad said... you can't ask for someone else's..."

"But it's okay if it's for sharing?"

"Eh?"

"Let's eat it together."

The little boy handed her the Shuixinxuan cake: "Listen to me, take a bite first."

After all, she was young and didn't know how to resist temptation. The little girl obediently printed two rows of neat teeth marks on the Shuixinxuan Cake, her cheeks were puffed out, her eyes were bright: "It's delicious..."

He also took a bite on the other side, and the two children took a bite each, eating the Shuixinxuan cake until there was only a small piece left in the middle.

The little boy removes the cherry blossoms inside.

"this is for you."

"Thank you... thank you!"

The little girl held the cherry blossoms carefully, looked at him and then at the cherry blossoms, and finally mustered up the courage to say to the little boy: "From now on, can we watch the cherry blossoms together?"

"Yes," he said with crescent-shaped eyes, "every year."

"Then," she jumped up happily: "We will also watch the cherry blossoms together next year!"

"I want to see the cherry blossoms together in the next year!"

"I want to watch the cherry blossoms together in the next year!"

"The year after next year, let's watch the cherry blossoms together!"

……

What year is this year?

No matter how well preserved the voice in the memory is, it always has a cold dampness.

Probably soaked by her tears.

Ninja Yushi covered his face, and he heard the moisture in his breath.He felt that he was probably not far from getting moldy.

He has already begun to think in his heart, maybe he should find a good time to expose himself to the sun to evaporate all the water in his body, maybe there is still hope.

"……sorry."

What I wanted to say, I still didn't say it.

"Yuji Ninata," he seemed to hear someone calling his name: "Do you like Oriha Sakura?"

Does he like Oriha Sakura?

Ninja Yuuji asked himself again in his heart: Do you like Oriha Sakurana?

Before he could wait for the answer he gave, Zhiyu Sakurana's voice was like the fog gently falling from the mountains, floating down from extremely high and far away, blurring his vision layer by layer.

Ninja Yushi heard her say, "Don't like Oriha Sakura anymore."

"It's too late."

***

In the end, Sakurana Oroha didn't waste her energy, she still squeezed into the last bus and rushed back.

After finally getting out of the car, she was mentally prepared and raised her left hand to smell it. The smells on the clothes were mixed: French Lancome, Estee Lauder, Shiseido, Chanel, and a mixed smell of garlic. nasal cavity.

—someone hiccups this sleeve.

He raised his right hand and smelled it again, and the situation on this hand was much better: sk-ii, Clinique, Dior, and a strong, pungent smell of male sweat.

Oriha Sakurana watched the car full of people rushing away in the field of vision, and felt as if she was in a huge sardine can just now. The can was filled with ordinary sardines. She was also a sardine, and she was A sardine that has been purposely sprinkled with salt and squeezed dry.

Referred to as salted fish.

It’s fine if you didn’t take Keigo Atobe’s luxury private car before, but if you have the superior enjoyment and then squeeze this shit, the treatment is as good as heaven and earth.

It's all the fault of Keigo Mitobe, she thought unreasonably: it's all the fault of this person polluting her pure spiritual world with sinful hedonism.

Hmph, I must find a chance to punish him in the future.

Zhiyu Sakurana carried her bag on her back and walked towards the residential house where she lives now. She caught the sound of the police siren at the tip of her ears. She frowned and walked over to find a large circle of people under the corridor. There were people from the building. Residents, the police, and a few seemingly unfamiliar and irrelevant people.

A stretcher was placed on the ground not far away, covered with a white cloth, and it was not known what was dripping under it, and the liquid dripped from the top of the corridor all the way to the police car.

She walked to a wet spot and just sniffed it: "Formalin."

"It's formalin."

A voice sounded at the same time as Oraha Sakurana.She turned her head to look naturally, and the other party also looked over: he looks sunny and handsome, of medium height, and thin.

The boy was stunned for a moment and then smiled, considering the location and timing, he smiled politely: "Miss, are you a Bingdi student who lives here?"

It's still a little early for me to think about the routine, Zhiyu Yingna looked at him and smiled: "Guess."

"This big sister is amazing!"

Zhiyu Yingna lowered her head, and a short and lonely little boy looked at her in surprise: "I knew it was formalin all at once, so amazing."

"Is it great?"

"Yup!"

This lame acting made her feel funny, Zhiyu Yingna asked condescendingly: "Little brother, you are so humble, no matter how good I am, I can't compare to you, don't you know what this is? You obviously discovered it earlier than this boy It's liquid, it's you."

Not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

The little boy froze, smirking and trying to get away with it: "How is this possible, no... no!"

"You only know so much as a child." Zhiyu Yingnai paused: "If I can't even compare with a child, it would be too useless."

"..."

She also didn't care whether the frustration suddenly appeared on the other party's body was caused by herself: "Okay, if there is nothing else, I will go home."

The boy stopped her: "Hey, this..."

"Weaving feather."

Oriha Sakurana took off the school badge on her body because she thought it was ugly: "What else is there?"

This kind of high-ranking attitude and commanding tone should be disgusted by others, but the boy felt that this girl's superior temperament was natural, as if she was born to order her subordinates to go through fire and water for her.

Seeing a stupid goose, Zhiyu Sakura raised her eyebrows: "Who are you?"

He obediently reported his name: "Well, hello, my name is Toru Amuro."

Oroha Sakurana was not so polite: "Then Mr. Amuro, what else do you need?"

"Student Oriha, I'm afraid you can't go in for the time being." Toru Amuro finally came back to his senses with an apologetic look on his face: "There was a murder case here, so the corridor is temporarily closed for a while."

"Locked up for a while... How long is it locked down? I'm still in a hurry to go back and do my homework."

"Well, I don't know either."

Toru Amuro was a little bit embarrassed, he felt that the character of the girl in front of him was simply on his face, if the other party really wanted to go in, it would be a bit troublesome to stop him: "And the people inside are all under investigation, Zhiyu-san, you may It also needs to go through this procedure, and please cooperate with me when the time comes."

"You said there was a murder case here, right?"

"Big sister, do you know Miss Qiongzi on the third floor?"

Zhiyu Sakurana asked him: "Do you know him?"

"Of course it's impossible for me to know each other when I come here for the first time," the little boy looked at her with innocent eyes: "But if my sister lives here, maybe I have met her before..."

"Her name is Yiyi Qiongzi?"

"Sister has seen a young lady?"

Zhiyu Sakura smiled meaningfully: "Why, I have to meet this woman named Yiyi, what happened to her? Could it be that she was the one who died?"

She simply squatted down, tapped the little boy's forehead with her fingers, and smiled sweetly, revealing half of her dimples: "What's your name, little brother?"

The little boy's breathing was a little short.

"Edogawa...Conan."

Toru Amuro stood aside, hesitating, not knowing what was going on in his mind, so he didn't bother him for a while.

Conan felt that there was something wrong with the girl in front of him. He had this feeling from the moment she appeared in front of his eyes. This was an intuition left over from being a detective all the year round. He even smelled something more terrifying than the dark organization from Oriha Sakurana. odor.

"Someone died here... why are you not afraid at all, little brother Conan?" Zhiyu Yingna raised the corner of her mouth: "Normal children just don't cry, at least they have to make a fuss. You told me so calmly, I thought You're kidding."

Cold sweat broke out on Conan's head. It's not that his unreasonable wisdom has never been suspected before. It's just that everyone at the crime scene is always busy with the case. No one pays special attention to a child. Why does this kind of thing happen? Will it be noticed by Zhiyu Sakurana?

"because--"

He exaggeratedly raised his little short hand and waved it vigorously above his head, his voice was so soft that water could be squeezed out, "Because Conan wants to be a very good detective in the future! So I have been following Beside the police uncle, I am still a member of the Boys Detective Team, if my eldest sister has read the newspapers, she must have read the news reports about us..."

Amuro came over and patted Conan's head, and smoothed things over by the way: "Nowadays, children are getting more and more precocious and smart. It's not very strange for Conan to know these things."

After all, Jiang is still old and hot, Toru Amuro brushed away these unreasonable phenomena with a few words, and put her in the army instead: "Student Zhiyu is also very calm."

"Yes," she stood up straight and affirmed his answer: "I'm just so ruthless, I'm not interested in the survival of strangers who have nothing to do with me, this is a good habit."

Zhiyu Yingna glanced at Conan who was full of dissatisfaction: "If you don't die, you won't die. If you don't care about other things, don't die. Cherish life, start from me."

She blocked Toru Amuro's mouth about to speak: "It seems that you are together, you adults are really big-hearted to put such a young child in a place where there may be a murder scene. , if something happens, who will be responsible to his parents? Are you his brother? It doesn't look like... one is so black and the other is so white."

After being dissed, Toru Amuro still wanted to correct his chocolate complexion: "There is a reason why I am so dark... Conan is very smart."

What he said even made him feel guilty, Zhiyu Yingnai was indeed right, even though Conan was wise early, it was indeed inappropriate for such a young child to run around in such a situation.

And the reason why Conan is still honestly staying outside the scene is very simple. This case is special, and the management is very strict. If there is a mistake, he will not be punished, but the police officers in charge of security will suffer.

There is really no need to challenge other people's work responsibilities for the sake of one's own justice and curiosity.

Oraha Sakura poked her head and glanced at the residents who were taking oral and written records. A few policemen were maintaining order. The policemen surrounded in the middle were wearing khaki coats and wearing a dome of the same color on their heads. He was wearing a hat on the side, and on the right side of him stood a man with a mustache and a serious face.

Seeing that the team was still long, it was not his turn for the time being.Zhiyu Yingna took out a pack of snacks from her bag: "It seems that this matter is rather troublesome, and it won't be over in a while."

Amuro smiled wryly: "It's more troublesome."

Zhiyu Yingnai suggested: "I can't enter the house now, you two probably have nothing to do, right? Why don't you just tell me what happened, and tell me the details of this murder case. I call this A woman of some sort, since she lives in an apartment building, she might have discovered something, but for a while, nothing stimulated her brain, so she couldn’t recall it.”

Conan looked at her suspiciously: "Then why are you holding a pack of snacks in your hand?"

Does she want to listen to this kind of thing as a story?

Zhiyu Yingnai tore open the package with a bang: "I am not in good health, low blood sugar, and the most unbearable thing is the stimulation. I am so kindly thinking if I can provide some clues to the case, and I can add a little sugar while listening." It's not too much, is it?"

"Come and try, the Japanese white chocolate biscuits are delicious."

The biscuit bag was almost poked in the face, and the hospitality was hard to turn down. Conan could only take a piece from it. Oriha Sakurana looked at Amuro Toru, and before opening his mouth, Amuro Toru took the initiative to apologize and took a biscuit.

As a grown man, he didn't want to be covered in biscuits.

"...It's a white lover."

"Yes," Zhiyu Sakurana gnawed on the crunchy biscuits: "It's the kind of biscuits that are said to be cursed by couples who eat together and break up."

"..."

Conan is a little tired.

Squeak.Creak creak.Creak creak creak.

The voices of the three people chewing biscuits were inexplicably synchronized. While eating the biscuits, Toru Amuro was thinking about a question: Isn't this the place where the crime happened?Didn't they come to investigate?What are you doing now?

Zhiyu Yingna likes to eat, but she is not stingy, and quickly ate up the snacks: "I feel better now, you can tell me what happened, even if your eyes are limited, but I think You must know something, if you want to solve the case before those policemen, the more specific the better."

After eating her food, he had to obediently spit out all the things in his mind.

Toru Amuro froze, feeling that his head was filled with the smell of a white lover: "The first person who discovered this place was..."

It's him.

***

Not long ago, Toru Amuro received a secret order from the public security.

[Ichijo, the daughter of a Japanese congressman, has disappeared secretly. She is suspected to have something to do with the x organization. Please search for the whereabouts of Qiongzi as soon as possible]

Regarding the instructions of the superior, even if Amuro Toru still has doubts, he still has to follow the order to carry out the task. He can be regarded as talented in computers, but the other party's communication ID, bank card and other information seem to be suddenly interrupted, as if suddenly disappeared from the world. .He tried all kinds of methods but couldn't find the trace of the other party.

x organization.

The dark organization that was scorned and ridiculed by the red party as a winery committed crimes recklessly. So far, it has long been unknown how many lives have been deprived.The modus operandi is simple and cruel, and he has never bothered to use any cover-ups to cover up his crimes. Usually, he is killed with a single shot, which goes straight to the brain or heart. Before the victim responds, his life is terminated.

If a Qiongzi falls into the hands of these people, what are the chances of her escaping?Toru Amuro didn't think about it, because this question didn't need to be thought about, and the result was obvious.

Is zero.

Even if there is still one life left, it will definitely not be a Qiongzi's luck, but her misfortune.

A woman is like a weak sheep that falls into the hands of a pack of wolves. There are too many possibilities, and none of them is worth celebrating.

This kind of thing has been seen too much, and Toru Amuro can only feel a little regret and pray for this person, Qiongzi. He plans to report the results of his own investigation-no investigation to his superiors. He suddenly found out that a person who disappeared The long-standing ID, the faintly visible signal on the screen seems to disappear at any time.

The phone was connected, and a voice came from over there: "Hello, Amuro?"

He hung up the phone with a snap: "Wait, there's something here, I'll talk to you later."

This address is a signal from a signal transmitter provided by Qiongzi’s family. Recently, the political situation in Japan has undergone many changes. The members of the staff have installed contactors for their family members to avoid special circumstances.

Catching a faint signal, he locked on to it and realized it was a sound wave.Amuro's fingers tapped the keyboard quickly, trying to convert the frequency to decipher this audio frequency.

The deciphered frequency and the received frequency gradually coincided.

There was a chi-chi sound from the player, like the noise from the old TV due to poor signal.

The audio showed that there was nothing wrong with it. Toru Amuro reached out to adjust his speaker, and the noise inside suddenly stopped.

"Strange," he patted the player's buttocks, and shook his head: "It seems that I have to replace it with a new one."

There was a sound from the kitchen, which sounded like a knife hitting a plate. Amuro walked into the kitchen and saw that a knife on the knife holder was not stable, fell from above, and went straight into it. On the fresh meat he was planning to handle.

"Didn't put it away?"

Toru Amuro twisted the hook of the knife holder until it was firm.

He pulled out the sharp fruit knife from the meat, which was still stained with a little blood from the fresh beef and had a strong fishy smell.

Amuro let out a sigh of relief: "I've been single for too long."

The salary conditions of the police are good, and it also includes room and board, but Toru Amuro basically does not live with his colleagues due to his own reasons. He found a small one-bed apartment near the Poirot Coffee Shop for rent. Next, the house is not big, one living room, one bedroom, one kitchen and one bathroom.It is convenient for going to work and convenient for work.

Holding the knife in his hand, he turned around suddenly.

no one.

For some reason, Toru Amuro suddenly wanted to have an extra roommate. He always felt a little panicked in his heart, probably because he had dealt with too many murder cases recently, and hallucinations appeared in his mind.

"Huh, really," Toru Amuro washed the knife and hung it back on the knife holder. For safety, he shook the knife holder to make sure it would not fall from it again: "If those guys know You have to laugh at me to death."

Thinking of those guys, I couldn't help but think of that bastard Akai Shuichi.Toru Amuro cursed in his heart, washed a tomato, and sat back in front of the computer while gnawing on it.

The signal stabilized, and Toru Amuro didn't dare to take it lightly or believe it. After all, he found nothing when he checked the signal emitted by the signal transmitter before. Now that the signal suddenly appeared again, it was hard to guarantee that it was not a conspiracy by the black side or other calculations.

He hits play.

Unexpectedly, the sound quality is very clear.

Perhaps some information could be found from it, Toru Amuro stopped chewing the tomato in his mouth and listened carefully.

The first sound from the speaker was an intermittent melody. Although it was clear, the sound was too low. Toru Amuro turned up the volume and finally it became clearer.He thought it was a bit familiar, the melody was a bit like Takarazuka's opera, a bit retro, like the style of the Showa period.

Through a layer of retina, a woman's voice sang with its own echo throughout the room.

"Good flowers... don't bloom often, and good times don't last long... Sorrow piles... untie smiles, tears... sprinkling lovesickness belts..."

"Come, come, come..." The woman yelled to persuade her to drink with tears and smiles: "After drinking this glass, let's talk..."

The sound seemed to be coming from all directions, and Amuro looked blankly at the closed window. It was obviously just an ordinary broadcast speaker, but it seemed to use a 3D stereo echo effect.He couldn't bear to press pause, and the singing finally stopped.

Damn it, Toru Amuro slowly leaned back in his seat, wiping off the sweat from his brow, it was a hell of a day.

He picked up the thermos cup on one side, unscrewed it, and was about to drink it, when it suddenly stopped near his mouth.

Amuro raised the cup to his nose.

It's a glass of wine.

In order to stay sober, although Toru Amuro usually drinks on special occasions, he never takes the initiative to prepare such things as alcohol.

He tightened his grip on the cup, looked at the screen that stopped playing in disbelief, and slowly put the thermos cup back on the computer desk.

The energy-saving light bulb hanging above his head flickered twice and then went out. Toru Amuro heard the alarm sound of the refrigerator shutting down. He subconsciously looked at the computer screen in front of him. The computer flashed like a virus. Automatic shutdown.

Toru Amuro's head was also shut down along with the computer, and his head froze.

Before the computer screen automatically blacked out, a frame that was clear enough to see every detail appeared, but it could also be a video, because it seemed to be moving.Amuro Toru's confused guess may also be due to his hallucinations, which is why he made up the things he glanced at in such detail.

He saw a big bathtub with a lot of water in it, not covered by foam, and a woman leaned over it and grinned at him.

Amuro couldn't help but laugh.His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he reached out to touch the phone.

The fracture in the woman's neck is clearly visible, and the head rises and falls in the water.The appearance of the facial features is not very clear, the face is soaked pale, the body is probably full of water, the incomplete body is soaked in the water, it looks like a kind of puffy plumpness.

The mobile phone on the computer desk lit up.

The caller ID is a colleague of the police.Toru Amuro grabbed the phone as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and found the green answer button in a panic, swiped it: "Hello?"

"Hi, is this Amuro? I'm Toyama," the other party's voice was loud and his ears hurt: "Didn't you see the document sent? Also, a woman was found, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has sent someone, so it's not easy for us to come forward , I will leave this matter to you, Amuro. Contact me at any time."

Amuro stands up abruptly, puts on his clothes in a hurry, not daring to let himself relax in the slightest, as soon as he relaxes, he will recall the scene just now, it would be great to have something to make him leave now.He opened the door and just met the landlord's aunt.

"Amuro-san?"

She looked at Toru Amuro's outfit: "Is Mr. Amuro going out?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm here to let you know that because the circuit is being repaired nearby, there may be irregular power outages in the past two days. Is the room already out of power? I'm sorry," the woman said apologetically, "I still have a few small Generator, come here if you need it."

Amuro breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled again on his serious face: "It's just a power cut, it's okay, thank you for coming here to remind me."