Grass, this is not right everyday

"Who is on the other side of the phone." Toshiyuki Hoshino said slowly, "No matter who you are, don't hurt my son, just bid now."

There was still only the sound of steady breathing on the other end of the phone, and neither of them spoke as if they were in some kind of competition. Just when Toshiyuki Hoshino couldn't help but want to speak out, a voice finally came from the other end of the phone.

"So this is your voice," Jock said. "This is your voice, your breathing. I've worked so hard for you."

"Who are you?" Hoshino Toshiyuki asked as calmly as possible.

"Well...it's hard to say, it depends on what you are afraid of." Jock replied casually.

"Enough! Don't play these tricks with me, where is my son, what's wrong with Goro!" Hoshino Toshiyuki shouted.

"Your son? Your son is fine. His screams at the end and the pieces of guts stuck to the bottom of my shoe are fine."

"You lunatic, bastard! What the hell did you do!" Hoshino Toshiyuki roared angrily.

"Hehehe..." Jock couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, we will meet soon. I'm here to find you, I remember your voice, your breathing, I will find you , you can't escape."

The phone hung up, whether Hoshino Toshiyuki was afraid or angry, he had hung up the phone now.

Jock shrugged boringly. If this guy really loves him as Hoshino Goro said, then he will definitely choose to gather strength to destroy himself after knowing that he is going to find him.

If he didn't really love his son, he would definitely run away. Such a huge goal is more suitable for him to pursue.

Jock thought for a while, and felt that maybe there was more fire to be added. The other party didn't seem to believe that Goro Hoshino was dead. Maybe just screaming was not enough?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case. Joker grabbed Hoshino Goro's head, raised it with one hand, and let the blood flow down the navy blue armguard, raised Hoshino Goro's mobile phone, and took a photo of himself and Hoshino Goro. Take a classic 45-degree selfie.

Compile the photo into the message, and attach a sentence by the way.

[The next one is you. 】

After confirming his masterpiece, Jock smiled with satisfaction and clicked send.

"Sure enough, it's a good idea to hide your identity without doing any bullshit." Joker stretched his waist in satisfaction, and turned his head to see Yukinoshita Yukino who was already sluggish in place.

Grass, forget about her.

56. Yukinoshita Yukino is the Longest Day

How should I put it, Jock felt that he was related to Yukinoshita's family. He had met all of Yukinoshita's family except for that Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Frost gradually spread on Hoshino Goro's head, and Jock still had use for keeping this head, so he casually threw the head beside the seat where Yukinoshita was, and the startled girl trembled all over.

In fairness to everyone, Yukinoshita Yukino is undoubtedly outstanding among her peers. Although everyone in the school doesn't like her very much for this, it still doesn't detract from Yukino's beauty and intelligence.

But no matter how smart a high school student is, it is difficult for him to maintain his composure when a human head rolls down beside him.

Poor Xiao Yukino had a very exciting day today.

There was a car accident early in the morning, and in addition to almost crushing a dead fish eye to death, he was also extorted a lot of cash. Forget it, after all, it was her sister who came forward to negotiate.

But what I didn't expect was that this was just the beginning of her unlucky day. While reading a book in the activity room alone during lunch break, she was kidnapped out of school by a man who came out of nowhere, and that man seemed to have done something terrible to her thing.

After that, the kidnapper disappeared for a while after answering the phone call. When he came back, he brought an orange for himself, and released himself in a very ordinary way, Mr. Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Later, Yukinoshita Yukino, who left school early for various reasons, was picked up by her sister and found out that her father was attacked last night and was seriously injured.

Although I don't know why everyone is reluctant to mention where her father was injured, but Xiao Yukino feels uncomfortable being isolated even at home. Somewhat unhappy, she found herself being followed on the way back to her apartment.

And then...then she was tied up again.

I don't know if it's because the law and order in Japan has become worse and worse recently. Not only can you often see places being robbed in the news, but also the non-humans and yakuza on the street have become restless.

When Jock walked towards her, Xiaoxue Nao's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

It's not because of some nasty reason, it's just a simple fear, but even if she is afraid, Xiao Yukino still insists on not showing herself as much as possible.

"Okay, it's none of your business, hurry up and paw."

It seems that someone activated the Crimson King to cut off the time, and it seemed that he ignored the perception of the outside world because of nervousness.

When Yukinoshita Yukino came back to her senses, she had already untied her belt, the piece of cloth in her mouth was also torn out, and her whole body was left to dry.

And the culprit of all this was rummaging for something in the tool box behind the car, making a clanging sound.

It didn't take long for Jock to find what he wanted, a grey-looking iron hook.He hung Hoshino Goro's head on the hook, and then connected it to the buckle on his belt, letting Hoshino Goro's head hang on his body.

Xue Nai couldn't help but turn her head away, this scene challenged her psychological quality in various senses.

"Wait a minute." Yukinoshita quickly recovered from the daze and called to Joke.

"?" Jock, who was groping for something on the van, turned his head and looked at Yukinoshita.

Yukinoshita Yukino was a little hesitant, trying not to look at the corpse beside him, hesitant to speak.

"That... just wanted to say... thank you." Yukinoshita hesitated and finally said, "Thank you for saving me."

Jock waved his hand indifferently, he was in a state of excitement, as if he was starting to act recklessly again, and he didn't have to worry about being found out what was making him extra excited.

"Ham, why are you being so polite." Jock didn't care about Yukinoshita's thanks, "Anyway, I didn't come here to save you."

That's right, Jock's behavior is entirely out of his own desires and needs, and he has no interest in saving anyone, let alone out of some sense of justice.

Yukinoshita can more or less guess that Jock is not a good person.After all, good people would not do kidnapping, but even so, Yukinoshita Yukino still maintained her gratitude to Jock.

No matter what the purpose was, Yukinoshita Yukino was indeed saved by Jock, and the guys who made this group look like repeat offenders were indeed punished.

"Anyway, it can be considered even between us." Yukinoshita Yukino asked as she pushed back her long hair in front of her forehead.

"You say yes, it's hot, don't refute it." Jock has no great interest in Yukinoshita. Although Hei Changzhi hits his strike zone in various senses, this troublesome personality and The barren hills still daunted him.

Seeing that Jock had no intention of continuing the conversation, Yukinoshita Yukino was a little embarrassed, feeling a little embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"Well... May I ask where you are going after that?" Yukinoshita Yukino hesitated for a moment before asking, "You don't seem to plan to rest tonight."

"Where am I going? That's none of your business, kid."

Jock finished tidying up the van, throwing most of the seats and sundries aside.

Yukinoshita guessed to some extent what Jock was going to do. Although Yukinoshita might not be as experienced as Jock, she was still a smart girl.

"You...why did you do this? If it's for punishment, shouldn't you hand it over to the police?" Yukinoshita Yukino said.

Jock made a sound that he didn't know if it was a mockery or something, and looked back at the girl with complicated expressions and a beautiful face.

"Why? It's a long story, but it's not something a little girl like you should know." Jock closed the car door and sent a message, "I can only tell you that this is not for You, it's not for justice or anything. This is out of personal grievances. "

When Jock said this, Yukinoshita's face was a little complicated, and she still hoped that the person who saved her was a positive person or something.

But Jock obviously didn't mean that at all, he did it purely for personal grievances.It's not even a grievance, it's just Jock's unilateral finding of faults.

"Anyway, you're welcome. You can do whatever you want." Jock wasn't worried about Yukinoshita's comfort at all. He sat in the cab, stepped on the gas pedal, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only Yukinoshita alone. On the bridge piled with dead bodies.

There was a cold wind blowing on the bridge at night, making people feel a little chilly, and since there was no one around, Yukinoshita felt a little uneasy.

What's more, there are still a lot of corpses on the side.

Yukinoshita Yukino tried her best not to look at the dismembered corpses beside her, she knew that these things would not help her mental health.

Xiaoxue Nai sighed softly, hugged her arms and rubbed them together, trying to get some warmth.

She just wants to go home and have a good sleep. Today is too long for Xue Nai, and she has experienced too much.

57. Changes in dreams

The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.

Chaotic and orderly, countless planets are being destroyed and born every second.

Chaos is perhaps the best description.

He is swimming in this almost borderless world, like a fish floating in the sea, he does not worry about survival, and he has no natural enemies to guard against.No pressure, no motivation, just wandering around calmly, comfortably, and coldly.

There is no purpose, no future, and no past, and he hopes to keep it like this.

But there seems to be something else in the starry sky.

There is a huge alarm clock that keeps moving the stars back to the right track, and it always reminds the surrounding friendly loudly that the time is coming.

There are also beautiful colors wandering among the stars, it seems that it has been busy looking for the next destination, and has never stopped.

Of course, the most important thing is the soft whisper that has been whispering something in his ear.

He suddenly wanted to see the source of the voice, and immediately saw the existence speaking to him.

It is an existence that cannot be accommodated by human beings' barren language and writing. It is there, not anywhere in the physical space, but it is indeed close in front of our eyes.

A great existence, like billions of dazzling spheres gathered into one, it is the door and the key.It is the beginning and the end of all knowledge, thinking, logic, fantasy.

From the insignificant flash of inspiration to the terrible fantasy of the great and the infinite, it is all in it.

It's there, for no reason, just there.This is the truth that has been whispering in the ear, and it is the source.

He only needs to ask and he can get the answer, no matter what kind of truth it is.But unfortunately, he couldn't clearly understand what the other party was saying.

He stretched out his hand lightly, as if he wanted to touch an insignificant beam among the billions of lights.But the great existence in front of him refused his touch, and just disappeared, and his eyes turned back to the familiar starry sky.

The whisper also disappeared, as if the great being had lost its temper because of this trivial offense.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that he was wrong.

The familiar sound of the flute came to his ears, and at the same time the starry sky in front of him began to boil. He had a feeling that these gathered stars were wriggling crazily like a whole.

Everything is seething, everything is screaming like crazy.

The universe in front of him roared horribly as a whole, as if even this unconscious thing was feeling uncontrollable fear.

He clenched his fists, and even he himself was screaming, he felt that reason was disappearing from his body little by little, and the hunger was sudden and unstoppable.

He started eating himself, but it didn't help his hunger, there was nothing around him to eat.

He was still very hungry.

Jock was still hungry.

He opened his eyes and took a big breath of the surrounding air, breathing desperately as if trying to exhaust all the oxygen here.

A nameless fear dominated every nerve of his, and he could not resist, nor could he understand the source of this fear.

Jock's face was covered with cold sweat, his shirt was already soaked, fear and hunger dominated him, and he twisted like a fish lacking oxygen in the cab.

"Are you okay? Are you okay!"

Outside the car door, a person who looked like a security guard was knocking on Jock's window glass, holding a leftover bento from a convenience store that looked like he was about to throw it away.

Before the security guard realized what happened, the car door had already been pushed open, and the boy in front of him threw himself on top of him. Just when he thought he had encountered some biochemical crisis, he realized that the boy had no interest in him.

He grabbed the dumped bento, which was still mixed with cigarette butts and half-drunk chocolate milk.

The boy in front of him didn't want any tableware, and he didn't care whether anyone was looking around. He grabbed the rice and dirty-looking cheap side dishes and stuffed them into his mouth.

The whole process didn't last for a few seconds, and before the convenience store clerks gathered or took out their mobile phones, Jock had already come to his senses.

Hunger pangs are subsiding, not because food is eaten.Jock could feel that the food didn't help him at all, it just simply disappeared.

After spitting out the disgusting taste in his mouth, Jock wiped his mouth and looked at the security guard beside him.

"What time is it now?" Jock took his tissue from the security pocket nonchalantly and wiped the stains on his hands and body.

"Uh." The security guard stood in front of Jock at a loss, "It's almost dawn now, there are still about ten minutes..."

Jock looked up to the east, and there was already a little light coming from that direction, but it was far from illuminating the earth.

"Damn, actually fell asleep." Jock leaned against the car door, covering his head.

When was the last time you fell asleep?Half a month ago?

Do you always feel that this dream is different from the previous one?

Joke's mind was in a mess, he didn't know what happened to his body, he couldn't fully remember what he saw in the dream after waking up, if the dream really changed, and he gnawed away uncontrollably before Does it matter.

"Uh, that..." The security guard stood in front of Jock, interrupting his thinking, "This thing of yours really looks like it."

Jock looked along the security guard's fingers, only to realize that he was talking about the head on his waist, Hoshino Goro's head.

This thing was frozen tightly by Jock, but it also maintained a level where people could easily see what the head looked like.

"This is not a model, I cut off this guy's head last night. Today I plan to go to his dad with this thing, cut off his too, and then put these two things on Let’s take a photo together as a souvenir.”

Jock looked calm, and even talked about his plan with great interest.

The security guard looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say, and finally he could only leave in front of Jock with a hahahaha smile.

Taking a deep breath of the Hokkaido wind, Jock watched the security leave and moved his body. Obviously, the previous sleep did not help him much, and even failed to relieve his fatigue, making him still look like he was about to die suddenly.