The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

I pointed to the "4-9" and said to Xiaotong: "If the number here is minus one, I know what date this might be. Didn't Mr. Kawakami mention a classmate B in the first half of the diary? The one we saw in the women's restroom of Qingfeng High School. The date of her death is April 4."

"Is the number minus one?" Xiaotong heard my words, and for some reason, his pupils suddenly trembled, and he stayed there for a long time without moving.

"Xiaotong? Xiaotong? What's wrong with you?"

Xiaotong came back to his senses, curled up the corners of his mouth very far-fetchedly, showed a blunt smile, and explained: "It's nothing...but, if I subtract this number by one, I can also think of a date..."

"Huh? What day?"

"...February 2th, this is the day when Xia Wei died." Xiaotong's smile became more bitter, "This date seems to be engraved in my mind, just by looking at it, I can immediately associate it. past……"

"Ah, Xia Wei? Oh... Xiao Tong, your dark history..."

Every time Hitomi thinks about that guy's appearance, it makes me feel quite uncomfortable.

Moreover, how could Xia Wei have anything to do with it here? Isn't she...

Wait a minute, I realized that I suddenly missed it. In my opinion, Xia Wei did not commit suicide because of the Blue Whale game. To be precise, it should be said that it was an accident caused by Xiaotong.

However, judging from the information that the Kawakami reporter was able to investigate, Xia Wei did indeed die by suicide in the report, and she was also from the same school as that [koala].According to Kawakami's method of tracing the transmission of the "Blue Whale" virus through social connections, he may think that [koala] was lured into the game by Xia Wei.

I seem to understand the meaning of the series of numbers left by reporter Kawakami. He is trying to find the original suicide by tracing the order of death of each suicide and the possible social relationship between suicides.

I immediately told Xiaotong my speculation.

"So, after subtracting 1 from the last two numbers, it is the date of someone's suicide? But, why do you want to subtract one? Also, what does the last number mean?"

Yes, why subtract one?If Xiaotong and I didn't know a date of death by accident, we would never associate it with this aspect, or...in fact, this is not the date of death at all?

And what does the number after the equal sign mean?It seems that there is no pattern, and...why isn't this "0" omitted?

My mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and while sorting out my thoughts, I told Xiaotong:

"Little Hitomi, we think this way. We can quickly guess that the first two numbers may refer to the suicide date of a certain person. This is because we are all sensitive to a certain date. However, if a person who doesn't know these things at all What if people see these numbers? Even if he can tell that the number in front is a date, he probably won’t know what it’s talking about, right? So, the number in the back should be... It can help us determine that on this date What happened in the end, it should be some kind of source of information. Reminiscent of when reporter Kawakami wrote this diary, he should not be able to use the Internet, or even any electronic equipment, plus his previous diary Tips for..."

"It's newspapers!" Xiaotong also quickly realized, and his eyes quickly locked on the piles of newspapers in the kitchen and the large number of newspapers scattered in the room.

Yes, Mr. Kawakami mentioned in the previous diary that in newspapers, whenever there is a suicide incident, he will draw a circle with his pen, and he traces the source through newspaper information.Then, the reason why the date must be reduced by one is immediately clear, because Mr. Kawakami is not referring to the date of death of the suicide at all, but the issue number of the newspaper that reported the incident!It's just that most of these statute of limitations events will be reported on the second day after the event occurs.

So, under the surprised eyes of Police Officer Usui, Hitomi and I quickly searched all the newspapers in this room.

"I found it. "XX Daily" published on April 4, "A high school girl in Tokyo commits suicide, the main reason may be bullying on campus"! The last four digits refer to the last four digits of the newspaper's zip code! Find the corresponding zip code and you will be able to quickly Find the corresponding newspaper!" Xiao Tong shouted while holding the newspaper.

"I also found it here. "Tokyo Sports Daily" published on February 2, "The popular supernatural girl's close friend died. The cause of death is suspected to be an evil sacrifice?" What kind of thing is this report? How could the sports newspaper know? Report this kind of news??"

"........."

"Have you found the other two?"

"Um……"

I leaned over and looked at what Xiaotong found.

"□□ Daily" February 2 issue, "Burst!The famous painter Takashi Fujiwara died in the lake! "

"XX Economic News" on February 2th, "The owner of the gallery on the verge of bankruptcy committed suicide by jumping off the building, where does the cultural and art industry go?"

I turned my head to look at Xiao Tong, and found that she had a dazed expression again.

"what happened again?"

Xiaotong pointed at the artist's name "Takashi Fujiwara" with trembling fingers, and said, "This... this is Mika's father. At the beginning, he entrusted me to psych Mika..."

Chapter 29 Mika

Xiaotong can still recall very clearly the first time he met Fujiwara Mika, after all, it was only half a year ago, and it hasn't been long since now.

That happened in mid-January this year, that is, when the winter vacation just ended and the third semester began.This is the time when the weather is the coldest, so at this time, let Xiaotong stay away from the warm kotatsu at home, and brave the tiny snowflakes and freezing cold wind to come back to school, Xiaotong refused with 12 points of.

In particular, there is no heating equipment in the classroom, but there is heating in the teacher's room, and Xiaotong feels very uncomfortable when he thinks of this.She could only curl up as much as possible and lie down on the table, trying to reduce the loss of heat, while talking to Xia Wei in front——

"Hey, Xia Wei, didn't I invite you to our house during the New Year? Why didn't you come? Our house is a shrine. If you come over, you can do the New Year's worship directly at our house~"

"Ah..." Qi Liuhai with wide-eyed Xia Wei showed a very apologetic expression, "That... I'm sorry, Hitomi, my mother took me back to my hometown during the New Year, and I will not be in Hachioji throughout the New Year Here..."

"Is that so? It's a pity. But it's okay... because there are too many things to visit in the New Year, and we don't have much time to play when you come. Maybe my dad will arrest you as a coolie and make you dress up as a witch." Take it to greet the worshipers!"

"Well, it's like this, I suddenly feel like I'm lucky I didn't go..." Xia Wei patted his chest and smiled with a lingering expression of fear, "Arbitrarily arresting people as coolies or something... Uncle, is he such a scary person? ?”

"He is that kind of person! Once he has any thoughts, he will completely ignore your feelings. He is an absolutely egoistic guy! I am afraid to see him at school now. As long as he comes to school to find me, he must be outside to pick me up again. What kind of psychic and divination tasks are asked to do, without even considering whether I want to study in school! It’s so annoying.”

Xia Wei tilted her head, and said doubtfully: "But...Xiao Tong, you really weren't studying at school?"

"This and that are two different things!"

However, maybe Xiaotong's crow's mouth was too effective. During the next recess, the head teacher called Xiaotong over, saying that her father had something to do with her.Xiaotong looked out of the window and saw Sanriyue Daoman standing at the school gate, seeming to be talking to another person, seeing Xiaotong poking his head out of the window, he immediately waved his hand at her, letting her Come down immediately.

Xiaotong walked out of the school gate a little angrily, and saw Mikazuki Michiman waving to her, and said in a hurried tone: "Xiaotong, come with me now. This Mr. Fujiwara Takashi wants to ask you to go for him Do a psychic."

"Didn't I tell you not to accept commissions casually?!"

"It's different this time. Mr. Fujiwara has been of great help to the publicity of our shrine!"

"What help?"

"Tsk, do you know how expensive a painting of Mr. Fujiwara is selling now? If he were to draw a painting for the gods of our shrine and spread it, there will be many ~ many people want to come and pay their respects!"

"The image of a god... is it something that can be determined at will?"

"Maybe the gods will like his new image very much? Okay, stop talking nonsense, let Mr. Fujiwara see it as a joke!"

During the dispute between the father and daughter, the man beside Sanriyue Daoman had been quietly watching from the sidelines.

Xiaotong moved his gaze over and observed that person carefully, so to speak, put together with the sloppy middle-aged man Mikayue Daoman, this man named Fujiwara suddenly looked extremely fashionable Handsome, he wears a magic mirror, and his long hair is casually tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.To be honest, this is the first time Xiaotong has seen a man with a ponytail in real life, and it doesn't look out of character at all, and it is full of some kind of artist's atmosphere at first glance.

"Excuse me, who is the person you want to psychic? Let me explain in advance that it is impossible to psychic famous people in history. It is best to be someone who has just passed away recently."

"It's my daughter, Mika Fujiwara."

Takashi Fujiwara handed over a photo, and Hitomi took it and looked at it.

The girl in the photo has long brown curly hair, she doesn't look like a Japanese, but looks like a delicate doll.

"Is Ling'ai... of mixed race?"

Takashi Fujiwara nodded, "Her mother is a foreigner, but we are already divorced."

"……Feel sorry."

"It's okay, it was a long time ago."

Seeing that it was a cute child, Xiaotong was a little inclined to agree in his heart, but for the sake of safety and sincerity, Xiaotong skillfully took out a document and handed it to Takashi Fujiwara.

"This is the relevant informed consent for psychic services. A 50% deposit must be paid first, and the other 50% of the final payment will be paid after the service is successful. It should be explained that psychic services do not always succeed. It is related to the length of time and whether you have received a good worship. If the psychic fails, then the client does not have to pay the final payment, but the deposit will not be refunded. In addition, homicide, the deceased suffered intense pain before death, Or if the deceased had some kind of strong resentment or obsession before death, I will not accept the entrustment. It is very risky to carry out psychic communication. Do you have any opinions on the above requirements? Just sign it later."

Fujiwara Takashi took the document, flicked it casually, almost didn't look at it carefully, signed his name, and replied at the same time: "No problem, my daughter died of natural illness, She was a very sweet and sweet child."

"That's fine."

"So, if channeling is to be performed, are there any requirements for the location?"

"Preferably in the place where the deceased last stayed the longest."

"In that case, please come with me. Meijia has always lived with me. She has a relatively serious congenital heart disease. In order to let her recuperate at ease, I bought a lakeside villa in the suburbs, where it is quieter. , but it's a little far."

Xiaotong and Daoman got into Mr. Fujiwara's car and headed for Takashi Fujiwara's villa.As the roadside buildings gradually become sparse, the natural scenery begins to become more and more beautiful.

After the vehicle turned a corner, Xiaotong saw the lake that Mr. Fujiwara was talking about.

It was a piece of sparkling water. There was a two-story villa on one side of the lake. From the villa to the lake, there was a trestle bridge made of wood. A small wooden boat was parked beside the bridge, which seemed to be able to go boating on the lake.

"Tsk... damn rich man." Seeing this scene, Xiaotong puffed out in the lowest voice.

Fujiwara Takashi obviously didn't hear Xiaotong's hatred of the rich, he took Xiaotong and Daoman into the villa, and introduced: "Mika's room is on the second floor, I'll show you to see it."

Pushing the door and entering this room, Xiaotong's first feeling was that it really had a fairy tale atmosphere, but her second reaction was, no, why are there people in the room?

She suddenly looked at the figure by the window, that was the girl who looked like a porcelain doll in the photo that Takashi Fujiwara handed to Xiaotong. looking out the window at the lake.

Sensing someone entering the door, she turned her head and met Xiao Tong's surprised gaze. She tilted her head and asked suspiciously:

"This...sister? Can you see me?"

"According to your age before death, please call me sister." Xiaotong said the first sentence with a dark face, and she was surprised after she finished speaking.

This is the first time she has seen a spirit with such a clear mind and can talk to it very naturally and smoothly. If you don't distinguish it carefully, it is even difficult to recognize that it is a dead ghost.

In this case, there is no need for a psychic at all, just relay her words to Fujiwara Takashi, and the money is really easy to earn.

At that time, Xiao Tong thought so.

Chapter 30 Picture Books

Meeting a ghost who can speak fluently is definitely a novel experience for Xiaotong.

In fact, in the process of helping people with psychics in the past, it is not that Xiaotong has never encountered a ghost that can make a sound.It's just that those ghosts either lack sufficient sanity and rationality, and what they say is confused and illogical, or they are obsessed with something, and they only repeat one or two sentences back and forth.

And the ghost in front of her, looking at her curiously looking at herself, looks very agile, completely like a living person.

"You can see me, may I ask, are you here to destroy my onmyoji or something?" The girl blinked her big eyes and said curiously and guardedly.

"No...I'm the psychic your father invited to communicate with you."

"Spiritualist! You look amazing!"

"So, are you Mika Fujiwara?"

"Of course it is!"

"Then... can I ask a question? Why are your thoughts and consciousness so clear? I can hardly tell the difference between you and a living person."

"This... I don't know either. Can't the consciousness become very clear after death? I feel like it hasn't changed from when I was alive before."

"It's not that you can't be very sober, it's just that...it's rare. Other ghosts have the feeling of staring at you somewhere blankly, and they rarely speak. Or so to say, You are the first ghost I have ever seen with such a clear mind."

"Wow (applause), I'm so good."

"So, you don't know the reason?"

The girl shook her head like a rattle.

"Excuse me... have you seen my daughter?" Fujiwara Takashi asked tremblingly.

"Yes, got it."

Fujiwara Takashi didn't believe it at first, probably because he thought that Hitomi might be acting. He asked a few questions about his daughter one after another, and after consulting the ghost in front of him, Hitomi answered them all smoothly. .

Takashi Fujiwara burst into tears of joy.

Fujiwara Takashi immediately made an agreement with Xiaotong that he would invite Xiaotong to come here once a week to provide some Japanese-Japanese translation services for the communication between their father and daughter.

In fact, the topics between Fujiwara and his daughter can be regarded as extremely scarce. Every time Fujiwara Takashi asked a few questions with concern, Mika would feel impatient.In contrast, she prefers to chat with Xiaotong, who is not so big in age.

"I heard that as long as you keep walking in one direction, you can go to the beach in the end, right?"

"Well, yes."

"Xiao Tong, have you ever been to the beach? Is the sea really big?"

"Have you never seen the sea?" Xiaotong even felt a little unimaginable.

"Does meeting on the Internet count?"

"This...doesn't count?"

"Then I haven't seen it yet."

"Really, this is a bit unimaginable for a person living in a country surrounded by the sea."

"Because...my body is too weak, I can only rest in bed most of the time, and I can't travel long distances, so I hardly have any friends."

"Ah... sorry." Xiaotong suddenly felt that this topic should not be discussed.

"It's okay, I have photos of the sea I saw on the Internet, and although I don't have any friends in reality, I still have netizens~"

"Netizen? That's good."

"That's when I asked netizens whether there were really huge whales flying in the sky at sea, and the netizens told me that they were fantasy creatures that didn't exist in reality. This made me super shocked."

"Why do you think a whale can fly? It must be impossible for something so big and heavy, right?"

Meijia pointed to the bookshelf in her room. Should I say that she is indeed the painter's daughter? There are many picture books on the bookshelf.

"In the past, my mother would often read to me the stories in picture books. These picture books were drawn by my father for me~ Don't there often be flying whales in picture books? I believed it was true. I searched online When I was flying a whale, I could also find a lot of photos and videos, and I didn’t even think it was fake before the netizen told me.”