At night, the night is as dark as ink, there is no moon, no starlight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dead of night, the four seasons have no rest, and there is no way to rest in peace.

Still outside, or by yourself.

In front of a huge rock, clench your fists and pound them on the rock.

The hard rock, however, seems to be a little fragile in the blows of the four seasons.

And Shiji's bandaged hands became bloody again.

The rocks are also stained with the blood of the four seasons.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

One punch, another punch.

The four seasons don't know why they are fighting, but they just keep fighting, and it seems that only in this way can they eliminate the anger in their hearts.

But it seems that it still doesn't work.

"Boom ......"

The sky, which had been silent for a long time, finally sounded thunder.

It's been a long time since it rained, and tonight, maybe it's going to be a good time.

But the four seasons have nothing to do with it.

His eyes were red, and he seemed to be bloodshot, and he seemed to be a legendary evil spirit.

At this time, if someone is in line with his gaze, I'm afraid he will be so frightened that his heartbeat will stop.

If your heart is not able to bear it, you may really be scared to death.

According to legend, there seem to be some fierce people in history who can scare people to death with their livers ruptured just by staring and yelling.

Of course, legends are legends after all, and whether they are true or not, no one knows.

"Boom ......"

The thunder became dense, the wind blew, and the clouds in the sky seemed to become even lower.

A rhythm of mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

However, the four seasons still don't care.

Punch after punch, continue to hit the rocks.

"Drink!"

"Bang!"

"Click......

With a low snort, he slammed his fist into the rock.

It seems that it can't withstand the continuous blows, and ordinary people will hammer the hard rock for a long time even with a sledgehammer, and cracks have appeared one after another.

Although it is not big, the traces of the cracks are very obvious, like spider webs.

With the departure of the Four Seasons' hands, several bloodstained gravel fell off directly and fell to the ground.

"Bang Bang ......"

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

I didn't care, the seasons were still hitting the rocks.

In the sky, thunder and lightning flashed brightly, bringing a moment of light to this world.

However, the world was soon drowned in darkness.

When it's dark, the light disappears quickly, and when it's light, the darkness disappears quickly.

But darkness breeds darkness in the midst of light, and darkness yearns for light.

Light and darkness are such contradictory existences.

The Four Seasons were supposed to be people who lived in the light, but they chose the path of darkness.

Maybe those who choose darkness will not end well, and there will be more people killed, so maybe it will be retribution.

Buddhism says that the reincarnation of cause and effect is not a failure to report, and the time has not yet come.

The four seasons don't know whether what they do is right or wrong, but they just feel that people have to do something in their lives, so they chose this path.

You can't stay at home like in your previous life, and then just die, and all that remains in that world is a body that is gradually decaying.

In the end, there was nothing left.

What is left of the path chosen in this life?

Shiki didn't understand, and he didn't want to know, because that was after his death.

As the saying goes: merits and demerits will naturally be commented on by future generations.

However, even future generations may not know the existence of the four seasons, and they may not know what the four seasons have done.

After all, in the organization, he was not even a person with a record file, and except for a few people, no one knew of his existence.

However, this is the path chosen by the four seasons.

"Bang!"

"Click......

"Boom ......"

"Whirring ......"

The sound of hitting, the sound of rock breaking, thunder, the sound of wind.

But these sounds did not make the world noisy, but made the world more silent.

"Boom la la ......"

The rain is the size of a bean, but it is still falling.

Soon, the downpour drenched the seasons, the rocks, and everything in the world.

The blood stains on the rocks were washed away, mixed with rainwater, and along the rocks, they fell to the ground and seeped into the dirt.

Man, who has nothing, comes into the world, and then, passing away, has nothing again, and dust returns to dust.

But Shiki, I don't want to die so soon, and there are still many things that I haven't done.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

The huge rock that stood there could not withstand the heavy blow, and broke into two pieces and collapsed to the ground.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Panting, but the four seasons didn't rest much, and came to another rock, continuing their previous work.

There's not much here, just rocks, a little much.

……

Because of the thunder, the wind and the rain, Shiraku Renxi woke up from a deep sleep.

Hurry up and close the windows to avoid the wind blowing in the room and the rain from spilling in.

The villa is for rent and not too big, but there are quite a few rooms.

By the time the windows were closed, the rain was falling heavily.

This made Shiraku Renxi breathe a sigh of relief.

I was about to go back to my room to rest, but I suddenly heard a "bang", which seemed to come from Shiki's room.

"Didn't the four seasons close the windows? Or is something happening? ”

With that in mind, he walked straight to Shiki's room.

It's not far, just a few steps away.

Raised his hand and knocked on the door, and shouted.

"Four seasons, four seasons, are you awake?"

Waited for a while, but there was no response.

I felt a little strange in my heart, knocked on the door again, and shouted a few times.

But there was still no response.

I had a bad premonition in my heart, and I grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, but the door opened directly.

Push the door open and go inside, turn on the light.

The wind blew in through the open window, and it was a mess.

The rain also flew in, wetting the floor and curtains on the other side of the window.

If you look closely, there is no one on the bed at all, and the four seasons are not here at all.

"How...... How so? What about the four seasons? Where did it go? ”

The bad premonition in my heart seems to be even stronger.

I didn't close the windows, I just went to the bathroom or something like that.

However, I searched all over the villa and couldn't find it.

In the living room, he stood there for a while, and then looked directly outside.

"Could it be...... He's out?! ”

Thinking of this possibility, I didn't think too much about it, found an umbrella, and opened the door and ran out.

There are such people.

……

Tokyo.

It's also windy and rainy, and the thunderstorms make it feel a little chilly.

Maybe it was feeling cold, or maybe it was some bad dream, and Ayako Suzuki woke up from her sleep.

Stand by the window of your room and watch the world outside in the pouring rain.

Wind and rain, thunder.

The rare heavy rain obscures people's vision and makes it impossible to see the world beyond.

"Four Seasons ......"

So whispered.

But there is no way but to miss.

Shiki doesn't tell her where he is now, and he doesn't tell her what happened, so naturally Shiki has Shiki in mind.

So the only thing she could do was wait.

Maybe tomorrow, I will be able to see the teenager in the clothes printed with "virgin lovers" printed on it.

Or maybe......

……

Māori Detective Agency.

The wind and rain were blowing, but the lights of the office were still on.

Ran came down from upstairs and opened the door to enter, only to find Mori Kogoro still sitting there.

"Daddy."

It seems to be taken aback, and it turns out that it is Maori Kogoro, and he can't help but complain.

"What are you doing sitting here at such a late hour?"

As he spoke, he looked at the time.

"It's past two o'clock in the morning, and you're still drinking? And even the windows were not closed, the rain was drifting in, and the documents were blown by the wind. ”

"Ah, I can't sleep, so I'm looking at Miss Yoko's video, ahahaha......"

Mori Kogoro laughed and continued to eat snacks and drink beer.

In this regard, Xiaolan pouted, expressing some displeasure.

But he still didn't say anything, just sighed.

It is indeed a very helpless thing to have such a father on the stall.

But look at Maori Kogoro, but he doesn't look like he usually looks at Yoko Okino as a nymphomaniac.

Could it be something on your mind?

Thinking about this, he shook his head again.

Her father lives more chic than anyone else, so he won't sit here alone at night and drink because of something on his mind.

Just walk over and close the window.

Then I brought a rag and cleaned up the documents that had been blown up and wiped away the rain that had drifted in.

But suddenly, I thought of something again, and looked up at Mori Kogoro.

"By the way, Dad, I want to ask you something."

"Well, what?"

"The spirit has been in a state of high tension, and if you kill too many people, will it cause a mental breakdown?"

"Huh? Why do you ask? ”

Maori Kogoro looked at Xiaolan a little strangely.

His daughter he knew wasn't like someone who would care about these issues.

And Xiaolan explained.

"Because I read it in books or newspapers, saying that there are a lot of soldiers or something, or suffering from a kind of 'post-war psychological syndrome' or something, some soldiers are obviously retired, but they still think that they are not retired, thinking that they are still in the middle of the war, and they kill the innocent people they meet as enemies, right?"

"Hmm...... Yes. ”

Kogoro Maori, too, seems to be a little uncertain.

Looking at the TV, Yoko Okino inside was still singing and laughing.

That's a beautiful smile.

After a long time, Maori Kogoro let out a long sigh.

"Yes!"

"There really is!"

Xiaolan looked thoughtful.

It's still a little scary to think about.

But nothing was said.

After cleaning up, Xiaolan yawned and went upstairs.

Don't forget to say a word before leaving.

"It's late, Dad, don't drink any more, get off early."

"Yes, yes, I see!"

……

"Sir."

"Haven't heard from Cider yet?"

"It seems like we're in some trouble right now, but it shouldn't be a problem."

"Yes......"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, probably thinking about something.

Calvados wasn't in a hurry and just waited.

Long.

"Find a way to get Cider back, and if there's any problem, the organization will find a way to help."

"I understand, sir, the whereabouts of Cider, I'll be looking for it, it's just ......"

"What?"

"Do you know about 'post-war psychological syndrome', sir?"

"Nature knows, what's the problem? Hmmm......"

As he spoke, the gentleman over there seemed to have something in mind.

"Are you trying to say that Cider has a problem with his mental state?"

"It's not hard to imagine, sir."

Calvados said.

"From China to here, Cider has killed a lot of people, some time ago, he has been constantly challenged, and the matter of the little girl in the Yoshida family seems to have made him very entangled, plus before he disappeared, he killed hundreds of people in a row, and the corpses found in the mountains behind him were terrible, and they were obviously tortured and killed, maybe ......"

"That's ......"

The gentleman over there was also silent.

After a long time, he sighed and said.

"Even so, I have to get Cider back, I will have the best psychiatrist on standby, once I find Cider, I will immediately give him psychological counseling and treatment, Cider's parents died for the organization, and he can't be allowed to become like that."

"Yes!"