After talking to Maolilan about the situation, everyone moved their positions and rushed to the Metropolitan Police Department building.

The charred building was no longer visible, and a cordon was drawn up to isolate the curious crowd, and in the crowd, a little white-haired girl in a student uniform stood out among the darker-haired crowd.

In today's age of colorful hair, white is also very conspicuous. There were already several people standing next to the little girl who cast curious glances at her, and when they saw the little girl looking at the charred buildings over there and starting to tremble, they thought she was scared.

A kind neighbor looked at the trembling little girl, thought for a while, and said to her: "Little friend, there is a fire in the family's house in front, and this is not suitable for children, so you better go back and find the adults in the family." ”

The trembling white-haired little girl paused slightly, didn't raise her head, just asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it?" That auntie, do you know where they went? ”

The neighbor thought that the little girl knew this family, thought about it, and said, "It should be a record at the police station, right?" The person was rescued yesterday, plus the time to make a record, hey, it seems to be a little long, then they should be looking for a place to settle down temporarily, after all, when the firefighters went to rescue, only Mrs. Fujisawa came out, and the other two people died. ”

Speaking of which, she was a little embarrassed.

In the early years, the daughter of the husband and wife died, and since then the relationship between the husband and wife has become very incompatible, and they often quarrel constantly.

"Liar."

The little girl suddenly spoke, interrupting the neighbor's brain.

The neighbor frowned, and before he could speak, he suddenly met a pair of golden, angry vertical pupils.

Her eyes, which didn't look like a human at all, made her stiffen suddenly, and an invisible sense of oppression pressed on her, making her a little breathless.

What kind of eyes is this?

There is a deep scar on the left eye from the eyelid to the eyelid, as if it has been cut by some sharp object. Those golden eyes reflected cruelty, indifference, and murderous intent, not at all like a child's eyes, but wanted to be targeted by some carnivorous beast, as if the next second, the other party was about to pounce.

Is the other party really a child?

Or rather, is it human?

At this moment, the neighbor felt a chill surging behind him.

Just when she thought she was going to die under the staring eyes of these eyes, she suddenly remembered the voices of others in her ears.

"Eh, have you heard? Police autopsy results. ”

"Ah, I know, I know! It is said that Mr. Fujisawa and his father were not killed by fire, and that something was injured by a murder weapon appeared on their bodies. ”

"Eh, do you think the murderer is ......?"

"Shhhh It may also be an outsider, after all, Mrs. Fujisawa is usually a gentle person, hey, it's a pity that the relationship between her and her husband has broken down. ”

"But even if it's a transcript or something, it's been so long, it's time to come back, right?"

"Yes, I see there's still some things left, why didn't Mrs. Fujisawa come back to get them? Is it really ......?"

The little girl listened to the people's discussions, and the neighbor who was in a cold sweat saw that the golden eyes narrowed slightly, looked away, turned around, and walked out of the encirclement of the crowd.

Without this beastly gaze, the neighbor breathed a sigh of relief, just wiped the thin sweat oozing from his forehead, raised his head, and never saw the little girl again.

What about people?

This question subconsciously surfaced in the neighbor's heart.

Then she suddenly thought of those unremarkable golden vertical pupils, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva with difficulty.

No, it's not really human, is it?

The neighbor's fear and confusion the little girl did not know.

After getting out of the encirclement of the crowd, her figure flashed in place and disappeared suddenly.

Someone still noticed her, but after not seeing anyone in the next second, they couldn't help but laugh at themselves for hallucinating.

In the dark alley, the drunkard burped and walked on the road he walked every day, but suddenly heard a faint cry:

"Mom, Mom, don't you want me anymore?"

"Jack will be good, Mom, don't want Jack."

"Call Jack's name, Mom, Jack has seen you."

"Mommy, why don't you call Jack's name, woo woo woo ......"

The cry was ghostly, giving the drunkard goosebumps all over his body.

But he also heard what seemed to be a child's voice, so the drunkard who had come up with the strength of the wine became angry and yelled at the dark alley: "Kill the stinky little ghost!" Your mother left you here, doesn't she just don't want you anymore! ”

“......”

The cry suddenly stopped, and the dark alley suddenly only the sound of the whistling wind remained.

There was no murmur in his ears, and the drunkard burped in satisfaction, and turned around, intending to continue towards his den.

However, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly met a pair of golden, blood-stained vertical pupils.

The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

"You... Just said... Mom doesn't want me anymore? ”

The little girl was unscientifically suspended in mid-air, and the gray school uniform on her body was also suspended in mid-air against gravity.

The drunkard sat down on the ground in horror, raised his fingers tremblingly, and pointed at the man tremblingly: "Ghost, ghost! ”

"Tsk!" The little girl snorted unhappily, and two long knives with red and white gradients appeared out of thin air in her empty hands, and in the drunkard's eyes that widened with horror, they stabbed into his heart, and then with a turn of the blade, a large piece of flesh was dug out, along with a beating, still steaming heart.

It can be said that he is very skilled.

"Bang"

The body of the drunkard fell to the ground.

The little girl held her heart expressionlessly, held it to her mouth, and then bit it down.

A mouth full of blood!

The chilling sound of chewing sounded in the alleys, and the drunkard's fallen corpse began to bleed from the empty heart, and in a short time it was all over the ground.

The little girl finished eating her heart, but the look on her face did not become relaxed, but became more persistent, and in her golden vertical pupils, no one could stop the paranoia.

Holding her twin knives, she slowly walked out of the alley, her expression numb, and she was still muttering something softly.

"Whoever says bad things about my mother will die......"

"No one can stop me from being with my mother......"

"Mom, Jack is coming for you."

The cold wind blew, and there was no longer a little girl in the alley, only the corpse that was still bleeding on the ground lay quietly, telling that this place had experienced a killing before.

At the same time, Saki Shiraki, who was isolated in the confinement room, stared blankly ahead, his head leaning against the wall, and muttering something softly in his mouth.

The police officer who was spying on Saki Shiraki frowned, not knowing what she was reading.

Because she read too quietly, the radio couldn't be put in, so she could only watch.

What they don't know, if someone who can lip talk comes, they must know that Shiraki Shaji pronounces the word "Jack".