When she woke up, she found the ceiling in front of her that she didn't recognize.

She tried to stand up, only to find her hands and feet tightly tied to the chair with nylon ropes.

It seems that he has taken some kind of medicine, and he can't exert himself well.

Immobile.

My head hurts.

She tried to recall what had happened before.

She was an ordinary high school student who went to karaoke with her friends after school one day, and on the way home, she saw a wildcat with a big belly, and then ......

"Ahh

She remembered.

On her way home, someone suddenly covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

Then she fainted and woke up now.

Attacked yourself?

The pain kept her from thinking carefully, and she looked around at what looked like a basement.

On the walls, tools such as scissors, pliers, and chainsaws are hung.

It's probably been used for a long time, and there are dark stains on both the walls and the tools.

She saw a figure.

The shadow is getting closer and closer to itself.

The man raised his hand.

She turned her head and saw a pair of hands as slender as a woman's.

"It's so cute."

The hand rested on her face and stroked it gently.

She didn't feel anything, only cold in her heart.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

She heard what the other person was saying.

Then I saw the face of the man wearing a mask.

The hair is not too long, and the eyes are shining.

It's like seeing a toy you've loved for a long time.

She saw what the other hand was holding.

It's the Lancet.

Fear welled up in her heart.

Only then did she notice that there were many huge clear glass bottles on the table in the room.

Inside the bottle, there is a mixture of dark red and flesh colors.

Something that has only been seen in movies and books, suspended in liquid.

"Don't ......"

She found that she could still make a sound, and she tried to struggle.

But the lancet has come to his chest.

Whoop -

The clothes were cut and the straps of the underwear were broken.

Whoop -

The lancet sank into the meat.

"Don't ......"

She didn't feel anything.

This is the most terrifying.

Through the mirror beside her, she could see the lancet slicing through her body.

"Don't ......"

Her voice was hoarse.

She hates.

Why me?

Why do this to me?

What exactly am I doing wrong?

Who will come, who will save me?

Can no one save me?

I don't want to die.

Don't want to die.

I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want

When she saw the other person take "something" out of her body, she lost the last consciousness.

It seemed to echo her resentment.

The abandoned wild cats, who don't know where, are also wailing loudly.

......

Saturday.

Afternoon.

Four.

The motorcycles purchased online by Qiaoqiao have arrived a long time ago.

He also took advantage of the commission two nights before and rode out for two laps.

After coming back, Qiao Qiao regretted it.

He regretted not buying a motorcycle sooner.

No more robberies by Tokyo taxi drivers.

That's great.

Qiao Qiao rode his lady's motorcycle, slowly moving down the road.

Behind the motorcycle, a wooden box was dragged.

The wooden box contained the newly purchased rocket launchers.

Although I don't know if today's commission can be used.

But in line with the idea that if you are not afraid of being redundant, you are afraid of not being enough.

In addition, I want to show the Asano shrine maiden where I spent my 500,000 yen.

Qiao Qiao still took it with him.

Although Qiao Qiao was properly wrapped, it could not be seen from the outside.

But the huge wooden box is really a bit eye-catching.

Fortunately, the people of Heguo don't like to disturb others at will, and no one asked along the way.

There were even traffic police who enthusiastically came to ask Qiao Qiao if he wanted to help.

You may think that this box contains some kind of club activities.

Qiao Qiao declined the other party's kindness.

Squirming at speeds in the early twenties.

He came to a villa complex in Shinjuku.

This is not the kind of cheap detached house that Qiao Qiao lives in, but a real villa area.

The space between the buildings is large, and the green lawn fills these gaps.

The villa has four floors, and just looking at it makes you feel the smell of money.

Each villa has a spacious yard and a swimming pool, which is luxurious.

This time, the client looks very rich.

Qiao Qiao sighed.

As for Asano Ariko.

She came in her own car.

It was an elongated black luxury sedan.

Syllable.

A man in a black suit and sunglasses got out of the driver's seat and respectfully opened the back door.

Ariko Asano got out of the car.

Her long hair was tied in a haphazard bunch of red sandalwood paper at the back of her head.

He wore an off-white cotton T-shirt with a gray-blue denim jacket over it.

The bottom body is black trousers and sneakers.

The dress is very casual, but there is a youthful and lively atmosphere everywhere.

She gave a few words to her driver, watched the car drive away, and then walked to Qiao Qiao's side.

"Good afternoon, Jossan."

Asako Asano looked like a lady and greeted Qiao Qiao very politely.

"Please advise me today."

Then bow gently.

"Whereever, I am."

Qiao Qiao also bowed.

Although it feels like something is wrong.

Speaking of which, the people of Heguo really like to bow.

Bow when you meet.

Say goodbye and bow too.

Please, others bow.

If you are asked to do so, you should also bow.

As long as you bow, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

If one bow is not enough, bow twice, three times!

In addition, there is also the strongest Tuxia Seat Apology Dafa.

Whether it's food safety issues, political donations, or nuclear fuel leaks.

As long as you sit down and apologize, then you can forgive.

After showing the ID to the security guard.

Qiao Qiao rode his own small motorcycle, pulling a wooden box.

Ariko Asano and Uncle Security were on foot.

Came to the 19 buildings of this community.

Qiao Qiao's small motorcycle stopped in the yard, and as for the box, it was put aside.

It is a four-storey villa that looks quite spacious from the outside.

However, the shape of the building is significantly different from the others.

Qiao Qiao couldn't quite say what the difference was, but there was an amazing sense of oppression in the whole building.

It's as if as long as it exists, it's breathless.

“...... It's really worrying. ”

Along the way, the security guard uncle was briefing the two of them.

Of course, before that, Qiao Qiao had also read the relevant information.

The current owner of this villa is Kenji Iguchi, who runs a small company that sells art.

In fact, however, the house was designed and built by Mr. Iguchi's father, Tetsu Iguchi.

Tetsu Iguchi used to be an architect, but retired many years ago.

The second and third floors of this villa used to be used as studios.

Mr. Kenji Iguchi sometimes stays here on weekends.

It would have been a normal house.

But a week ago.

Tetsu Iguchi committed suicide.

It's in the living room of this villa.

Hanged himself.

According to Mr. Kenji Iguchi, his father has been depressed since he retired.

After going to the hospital for an examination, it was speculated that it might be depression.

Tetsu Iguchi's works have also declined in recent years, and the rumors of outsiders have aggravated his illness.

For an artist, perhaps.

If you can't create a work of art, it means the end of your life.

Heguo itself is a country that advocates material mourning and takes sadness and desolation as beauty.

Since ancient times, there have been many literati artists who have committed suicide.

But here's the problem.

After the death of Tetsu Iguchi.

This villa is starting to be haunted.