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"Hey, Gaco, tell me, whose child is Toshio?"

"If you're honest, I won't kill you."

"Whose child? Come on, Toshio was born to you and Kobayashi, right? ”

What did Yaksha want to say, but in the next moment, he saw the folding knife in Ah Jiu's hand swing over, and he also saw blood spilling out.

"Ah, my face, I killed you."

Anger can indeed make people forget fear, Yaksha broke free from the willow branch that bound his hands, got up and punched Ah Jiu to the ground, untied the tape wrapped around his ankle, and kicked Ah Jiu in the stomach on his back, first in the chest, then in the abdomen.

Even though Yaksha is barefoot at the moment, it still hurts a lot.

"Wow...... You...... Awesome. Ah Jiu got up and fled downstairs.

Yaksha touched his face, and his white palms were stained with blood.

"Brute...... I'll kill you...... I'm going to kill you. ”

Yaksha opened the door under the kitchen cabinet, and there were several knives hanging upside down, reached out and picked up one of them, grabbed the thick kitchen knife that was already a little rusty, and held the handle of the knife with black light tightly, and stabbed Ah Jiu who was facing away from him in the hallway.

Wait, wait, Yaksha stopped kicking, what am I doing?

Almost, almost killed the man who had disfigured him, even though he wanted to kill him very much, Yaksha sane himself and calmed himself down.

It's better to run away first, you must get out of here quickly, slap the man unconscious with a knife, and carry the heavy Ah Jiu with a thin body, and escape from the horrible haunted house.

in the hospital.

A ray of sunlight shone in, and it was already dawn.

Yaksha sat barefoot on a chair in the hallway with a large band-aid on the left side of his face, wearing a dirty, bloodstained white dress.

Shi Cai was told by the doctor that the wound on his face could not be healed and would definitely leave a scar.

Will it leave a shocking scar?

forcibly suppressed the urge to torture and kill the man in the ward.

What a ghost hunter, a bullshit master, is simply a waste of waste, a big waste, a rice bucket of a rice bucket, a big rice bucket.

Yaksha cursed the man in the room with all the words.

Lying inside is only an accomplice, and the mastermind is the woman named Gaco, who harbors extraordinary malice and resentment towards herself.

“…… Ga...... Coconut...... Sub"

You can't count on the incompetent wand inside.

"Excuse me, are there any temples around here?" Yaksha found the dean and asked、As the dean, maybe you know more.。

"Temple, is it?" The dean looked Yaksha up and down, "This woman hasn't just been murdered."

The dean deserves to be the dean, and after guessing eight or nine, Yaksha has indeed only gone through a major homicide.

"Yes, it's going to be good enough to deal with that kind of thing, you know?"

"Oh, did you encounter something out of the ordinary?"

In the hospital, as soon as Yaksha left on his front foot, Ah Jiu woke up with his eyes.

"What kind of place is this, is this hospital, and why am I here?"

When Ah Jiu woke up, he didn't even notice that he was able to use Japanese fluently.

"Money, my money." Ah Jiu quickly touched his whole body.

"Where's my money?"

All the money on Ah Jiu's body has been taken away by Yaksha, because Yaksha's clothes and credit cards have been lost in a corner of the haunted house.

At this time, a middle-aged doctor in a white coat walked in with a copy of his medical records.

"Sir, the results of your test are out, unfortunately you suffer from oligospermia."

"Ah, what do you say?" What is oligospermia, is there still this disease in the history of medicine?

"Oligospermia." The doctor repeated.

"Huh?" Ah Jiu tilted his head: "Doctor, what does that mean?" ”

"The concentration of respectful children in your dedication is thinner than that of normal people, which means that there are relatively few respectful children, and the number is less than three million." The doctor explained in detail.

"Huh? Could you please explain this more simply? ”

"Well, in general, if the number of Keiko is less than 20 million, it is called oligospermia, and the probability of natural pregnancy is not high, and if it is less than 5 million, then the probability of natural pregnancy is even lower.

"In your case, the number of Keiko is less than 3 million, and in general, the probability of natural pregnancy is low to almost zero."

"Zero?"

Huge shock、Ah Jiu didn't know how he got back home。

In fact, he was on the train, but his fierce expression made the cashier dare not reach out to Ah Jiu to ask for money.

I have oligospermia, so how did my first child come about?

When I got home, I didn't see the coconut, did I go shopping?

Ah Jiu went straight to the bedroom on the second floor, the room on the east side of the second floor was used by Ga Coconut since he was a child, and there may be some clues left in the closet.

Not surprisingly, Ah Jiu found a coffee-colored scrapbook in the closet and read it.

Ah Jiu, who was reading the diary carefully, didn't know that there was another uninvited guest outside.

Mariko

"This is it."

Mariko rang the call doorbell next to the door.

"Ding-dong."

No one responded, and Mariko had to press the door again.

"Ding-dong."

"Is anyone there?

"I'm sorry, but I'm Mariko Nakata, the tutor at school."

"Is anyone there, please?"

Mariko shouted helplessly into the room.

"Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone there?"

Mariko took off her flats in the hallway and walked inside.

"Ahh

Mariko's students sat on the spacious couch and stared at a point in the sky.

"Scared me, Toshio-san, so you're here!"

It was indeed a student in Mariko's class, but that was not the boy Mariko knew.

What the hell is going on?

The boy's eyes are blank and he doesn't feel any anger from his body, is he not feeling well?

"Toshio, come here."

Mariko touched the child's forehead, cold.

"It seems that there is no fever!"

The boy didn't answer, just stared blankly at the wall.

"Where's Toshio's mother?"

"Going out to buy something?"

Mariko asked, but the boy still didn't answer.

It was eerily quiet, the sound outside was barely audible, and the silence inside was like a build-up of cold air, and as unflowing as water at the bottom of a swamp.

No, it's not just the silence, the clutter of the living room.

Mariko had never felt a strange ominous object, and it had piled up several layers.

Mariko couldn't stand the silence anymore, so she slowly stood up and looked out at the green garden through the gap in the curtains.

At this time, a cat meow of "meow-meow-meow" came from somewhere in the house.

Mariko took out her mobile phone from her handbag.

"Hey, I'm Nishina." (To be continued.) )