The matter has been handed over to Miyako Kazama's Du Fair, and he finally resumed his normal vacation life as a high school student.

Internet café, Counter-Strike gaming area. On the display of a computer, a bandit is squatting stupidly on the ground and laying mines. Du Ping thought for a moment, put away the sniper rifle in his hand, replaced it with a small grenade, and gently threw it behind him with a smile. Then, quickly duck behind a large wooden crate. Time was calculated, and a few seconds later a loud explosion rang out. After Du Pingping happily came to the bandit just now and examined the corpse, he found a very hidden corner and hid, and at the same time sacrificed his most specialty, quietly waiting for the arrival of the curious guest. Sure enough, a rush of footsteps was soon heard from the other side of the passage, and Du Pingping immediately counted the starting numbers. Suddenly the trigger was pulled, and the bullet flew away, just as a bandit wearing a red scarf had just rushed out of the passage. One shot killed, and the body fell.

The sniper rifle was quickly replaced by the Sand Desert Eagle, and the body rushed out like a cowboy in the movie, quickly approaching the fallen corpse, and at the same time a lightning bullet was thrown synchronously, and after the lightning bullet flashed in the passage, Du Ping just rushed into the passage where the red turban bandit had just come out. At this time, inside the passage, two black bandits were scurrying around like headless flies. One shot, a bandit fell to the ground. Another shot, and another bandit ended the struggle.

Behind Du Pingping, there was an exclamatory applause from his friend Zhou Zihang, "It's so disadvantageous! I can't understand your operation at all." You're at a level that can compete pro!"

Du Fairness was smiling lewdly, and a professional man in a suit suddenly appeared beside Du Fair. A business card was handed to Du Pingping's hand, very humble and polite. Although Du Pingping was only a teenager, the other party still bowed down, "Hello, I'm Kawaguchi Prodigal, a manager of a talent scouting company, and I'm currently serving the Viking team, I believe that with your level and strength, you have the strength to become the main fighter of the team!"

Before Du Ping could answer, Zhou Zihang beside him had already covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Vikings! That's the top 3 powerful teams in the country...... These...... But they are all idols that I admire so much!"

Zhou Zihang tightly held the hand of the scout manager in front of him, "Is what you said true?

Zhou Zihang's eyes were full of tears, as if the scout was not negotiating with Du Pingping, but with himself.

In a corner of the city, a woman returning from grocery shopping knocked on the door of Ayumi's house with a copy of "Morning Rumors and Tibetan Horses". Mrs. Ayu, who was just about to give a courtesy greeting, was quickly put into her hand by her neighbor.

Neighbor woman, "Look at it! Today's "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" is reporting on your daughter's affairs on a full page!"

Without much thought, Mrs. Ayu took the newspaper and opened it. The familiar school background and the 11 big characters that are extremely eye-catching on the front page are revealed in front of her. Her fingers began to tremble, but Mrs. Ayu continued to read slowly, still controlling her emotions. Soon, a photo of his daughter Ayumi appeared in front of him.

In an ordinary neighborhood in the middle of the city, an ordinary family, the men of the family, the husband and father of the family, sat at their dining tables, opened the newspapers they subscribed to every day. Suddenly, the newspaper was slammed on everyone's tables, startling both the mother and the boy. The mother trotted to her husband's side, just in time to see the newspaper, the photograph in the newspaper, and the striking, striking line. Hurriedly put away the newspaper and smiled at his son, "Father is just angry about something at work! Don't be nervous!

Quickly take the newspaper to the kitchen and dispose of it heavily in the kitchen bin.

The time was already in the afternoon, Du Pingping and Zhou Zihang walked happily and happily on the road back to their families, and the infinite expectation of a better future life made the two of them have countless kinds of wonderful ideas for the future life. In response to these wonderful and beautiful ideas, the two tirelessly exchanged excitement with each other. Until a figure stopped in front of the two people angrily.

Suzuki Sawa roared in a rage, "You've been running there all day!"

Du Pingping and Zhou Zihang were frightened and stood on the spot.

Du Ping, "Sand Feather...... Why are you here?"

Suzuki Sawa, "You disappeared there all day!"

Du Fair, "Me?"

Suzuki Sunwa, "Yes. ”

"What did you do?"

Suzuki Sunwa, "Yes. ”

Du Ping was very calm, "I'm going to play a game!"

Sappa Suzuki, "Playing games all day?"

Du Fair, "Yes. ”

Suzuki Sawa took out a newspaper from his small backpack, and wanted to say something, but found that there was a very eye-catching guy standing next to him - Zhou Zihang. So, he reached out and grabbed Du Pingping's hand, and disappeared into the other corner of the street. Only Zhou Zihang was left alone in the original street.

After a long time, Zhou Zihang seemed to have an understanding, "Could it be that the two of them have already dating? It must be like this!"

It was a very complicated day, and the whole city of Tibetan horses, thanks to the beginning of a serial news report. One by one likes, dislikes, happily, unhappy, excited, unexcited, involved, uninvolved...... All of them have been slowly linked together by an invisible web.

Of course, some of them may be far from realizing that this event, which is going to be closer and closer to them, will have an impact on them. The same things are still going on, but the wheels of history have rolled, and what will happen, what must happen, and what will happen, will happen.

At night, Hasebeya, which was open all day during the day, is closed. The owner, Yasuharu Hasebe, did not stop his work because the store had ceased to open. We have already started to prepare the various raw materials for the next day's products in the back workshop. The inventory of some raw materials is also being counted, and those that need to be replenished also need to be notified by the store owner the next day.

Suddenly, there were several puppy growls outside. Hasebe Yasuharu frowned, and had decided not to hear it. But after a few minutes, although the sound was no longer there, Hasebe Yasuharu opened the door and walked out. When I came out, I happened to see a yellow dog's tail that was about to disappear on the street corner.

Damn stray dogs!

Hasebe Yasuharu was cursing the yellow stray dog that had just appeared in the neighborhood when he suddenly noticed that the soles of his feet were a little sticky. When I looked up, it was dog shit! And it smelled obviously.

I can't stand it anymore!

Hasebe Yasuharu returned to his shop angrily, a flame rolling in his chest.

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At night, it was already time for the whole family to sleep for a while. The wife in the master bedroom sat up from where she was sleeping and put on her clothes. glanced at her husband, who was still asleep, and quietly pulled the door out. First, I took a flashlight and slowly went to my son's bedroom on the second floor. Sure enough, at this time, the child had already been dishonestly exposed all his hands and feet. With a loving smile, he lovingly covered him with a thin towel quilt. The mother cautiously returned to the first floor, and when she was about to return to her bedroom, the woman suddenly stopped. Looking at the kitchen in the other direction, I hesitated for a long time, but I still walked over involuntarily. Go to the trash can in the kitchen and take out the newspapers that you threw in the evening. Gently wipe off any dirt on it. Sitting at a small table in the dining room, with the help of a flashlight, the woman began to read the contents of the newspaper slowly. When she suddenly saw a picture of a beautiful girl, her mother could no longer control her tears.

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In the evening, the Tibetan and Ma Police Headquarters searched the office of the head of the first section. Under the thick stack of materials, the head of the first section of the search section, who should have left work a long time ago, was still carefully and carefully flipping through the historical case materials one by one.

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Evening, night, night, countless stories happen slowly when others know or know, like grass slowly sprouting.

Early morning is another bright day. Once again, the head of the Tibetan Horse Police Headquarters, Serimiya Kangui, went to the street newsstand that he frequented every day, although for most families, subscribing to a newspaper or two at the post office was nothing special. But Narimiya still likes this unique habit of buying newspapers with change in his hand. What's more, Chenggong Kuangui has listed this habit as an important behavior of his pro-people performance.

Come to the street newsstand that you visit every day. The owner here had already prepared for him the newspapers he would buy every day. Narimiya Kangui walked to the car on the side of the road with the newspaper, sat in the car and opened the newspaper, and after a while, his face became more and more ugly.

In the office of the section chief of the first section of the search section of the Tibetan Horse Police Headquarters, the section leader Xiao Hinata Fumishi, who did not go home all night last night, walked out of his office, came to the rest area outside, picked up a pot full of black liquid-coffee, filled the square cup in his hand again, and at the same time saw the newspaper that had been delivered today. Walking over to find the newspaper I was looking for, "Asami Kurama", the headline of the line of large characters "Tachibana High School Serial Ghost Murder Incident" is still shocking, and the background has been replaced by the corpses of several dead dogs and cats. The next row of small print is the subtitle of the article, "Episode 2: The Corpse in the Garbage Heap".

The square cup full of coffee had been involuntarily placed on the table next to it, and the contents were slowly read by Hinata Fumiyo. A story about the evil ghost killing the small lake, and the incidents of stray animals jumping into the lake to commit suicide have been described one by one for many years. The content not only included a photo of a small animal jumping into a lake that was apparently taken from surveillance footage, but also a photo of a puppy that was apparently undergoing a laboratory autopsy. On the front of the photo, the forehead of the dog that has been dehaired and completely exposed the skin under the fur, in the center there is also a cherry blossom-like figure similar to the four female corpses in the previous episode.

A police detective suddenly burst into the lounge, and when he saw Fumiyo Kohinata reading the newspaper here, he panted and said, "Section chief......! You...... Right away...... Past...... Meeting. ”

At the door of Hasebeya, a yellow stray dog happily picked up a piece of food that resembled a beautiful piece of meat on the ground, wagged its tail happily, and disappeared into the end of the street.

When the dog disappeared, Yasuharu Hasebe, who was supposed to work at the store, walked out of the Hasebe house with a smile. Look at the place where the dog disappeared and smile with satisfaction.

The regular customer who communicated with Hasebe Yasuharu yesterday about the serial suicide of a female high school student at Tachibana High School appeared at the door of Hasebe House again, "Boss, it's the same as yesterday!"

After the regular customer walked into the shop, he once again boasted to Hasebe Yasuharu about his latest shocking information, "Anchun! You still remember the serial ghost murder incident at Ligong High School that I talked to you about yesterday, right?"

Hasebe Yasuharu has returned to his place of work, "Didn't you already say it yesterday. You know, I've been very busy all day. I don't care about this kind of gossip thing. ”

The regular customer spoke excitedly, "Today is different! This time, "Chaowen Hidden Horse" is at stake! Not only did they completely investigate the suicide of four female high school students, but they also found that many stray animals committed suicide by jumping into the lake every year in this small lake! Do you think there really is any evil spirit, or is it affected by some mysterious force of nature......

Hasebe Yasuharu's movements had stopped involuntarily, and his gaze involuntarily drifted to the direction where the yellow puppy had disappeared before.

It won't happen!

A voice kept ringing in Hasebe's mind.

On one side of Principal Izumi's office is a large transparent glass that overlooks most of Tachibana High School. Izumi was standing straight there in deep thought. There was a knock on the door.

Du Fair, "Report, I'm Du Fair!"

Izumi Seiji, "Come in." ”

When Du Ping entered, Principal Hequan had not yet turned around, and was still looking straight at the school outside in deep thought. Du Ping closed the door with interest, stood next to the door, didn't say much, just waited quietly.

Izumi Seiji still didn't turn back, "There is a copy of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" on the coffee table, you can take a look at it first. “

Du Pingping walked to the coffee table and picked up the newspaper on the coffee table, which was the "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" published today and yesterday. In fact, the backpack on Du Pingping's back also has such a copy of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse". It was specially bought on the road when Du Ping came out. For some purpose, Du Pingping has decided to collect all the reports of the "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" in all the issues of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" that reported on this incident. Therefore, the content of the weekly magazine is already familiar to Du Pingping. But when I looked at it again, the vivid lives in the report still seemed to appear in my mind as if they were full of beauty, youth, and activity during the investigation.

After reading the weekly magazine, when Du Ping raised his head, Principal Izumi no longer knew when, so he left the glass window and sat opposite Du Pingping.

Izumi Seiji, "Are you sure?"

The meaning of Izumi Seiji is already very obvious, and this refers to the project of "Tachibana High School Serial Ghost Murder Incident" jointly carried out by Miyako Kazama and Du Fair.

"There is no problem. In terms of detection, our evidence is absolutely convincing. In terms of news planning, Ms. Kazama is also a master of news planning and a real famous reporter. From the aspect of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse", it has been promised to go all out. ”

Izumi Shoji sighed, "I know all of this, too. But when people are old, they can't always be as passionate and energetic as young people. When I calm down, I always worry about this and that. Actually, I just wanted to ask you to come over for a cup of tea and spend a few minutes with me. ”

"It's a student's honor!"

At noon, Suzuki Sayu, who was happily led into Du Fair's room by Du's mother, took today's "Morning News Hidden Horse" from his backpack and put it in front of Du Fair, pointing to a photo in the newspaper of a group of people dressed in white and wearing masks conducting dog corpse autopsies, and pointed to a person in the photo.

Suzuki Sanda, "Fair, isn't this person you?"

Du Ping first confirmed that his mother had indeed gone downstairs, and then nodded in affirmation, "It's me." What's wrong?"

Men can never understand the psychology of women, and that morning Suzuki Sand Feather found an inexplicable woman's perfume smell on Du Fair, Suzuki Sand Feather actually still remembers it to this day.

Suzuki Sawa, "That night, you really did an autopsy all night?"

Du Ping was even more strange, "Didn't you tell you a long time ago!"

Suzuki Sawa closed the newspaper and gave Du Tian a smile, "Come to church with me!"

Du Ping was even more strange, "Go to church! why?"

Suzuki looked at Du Fair very confidently, "I think it's time to convince the church to agree to hold a funeral for Sister Ayumi!

At the newsstands in the city, one by one, students or teachers, policemen, clerks, workers, or housewives came here to order the thick stack of newspapers that had been prepared for today's "Chaowen Zangma" and quickly thinned. In the midst of their busyness, one by one, the owners of the newsstands, whether male or female, old or young, called the newspaper one after another.

At the headquarters of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse", one by one the interns holding orders were excitedly rushing through the hall full of workers with bowed heads, rushing to the marketing department in charge, and at the same time shouting, "Big sale, big sale! Printing! Printing ......"

The headquarters of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse", the area responsible for customer calls, more than a dozen calls that came to inquire about the content of today's news did not stop for a minute, and they were busy answering one by one. Constantly tactfully and politely answer every caller's inquiry, listen to their feelings, and accept their amazement......

For a while, the entire headquarters office area of "Chaowen Tibetan Horse" seemed to rush into a large group of chaotic ducks, and the chaos could not be opened.

Amalisha, the editor-in-chief of "Morning News and Hidden Horses", stood in the middle of the entire chaotic area, slowly revealing a satisfied smile and a happy smile.

In a dwelling in a house that could not be more ordinary, Mrs. Konishi came to the altar she had set up for her pet at home with a newspaper in her hand, and stood with tears in her eyes.

Mrs. Konishi, "Natsuki, how are you doing over there, rest assured that what your brother promised is being fulfilled, and he will definitely be able to clear his grievances." ”

Mrs. Konishi stroked the photo of the puppy in front of her, and tears flowed out of her eyes, "Natsuki! ”