Kamiya Mirai first glanced at the email on his phone, and then handed over the phone with a somewhat unpleasant face.

Kitagawa Temple also sensed Kamiya's future face.

Could it be that what I brought on my phone is not good news?

Kitagawa Temple took the phone and swept the message on the phone with both eyes.

"Thank you for remembering Kiyoi and sending me an email greeting, but Kiyoi has been unwell recently, and I'm sorry that he can't reply to your message in person, and I hope you can come to my house another day to sit down." ’

Later, he said a lot in fragments, nothing more than Kamiya Miku's sincere greetings at such a difficult time for their family, and he was very moved, and if he wanted to come to the house as a guest, he would be very welcome.

"Si-kun, what do you think?" Kamiya Mirai's little head lay on the shoulder of Kitagawa Temple and asked.

"It's worth visiting." Kitagawa Temple flipped back and forth through this small email.

It can also be seen from these intermittent and disconnected sentences that the person who sent this email has definitely been in a bad state of mind lately.

After a year, something unpredictable may have happened to Kiyoi Kobayashi.

And this may be the aftermath of holding a game of hide and seek for four people, and the other party's family also wants them to come over, so it is best to be invited.

Kamiya Miku nodded obediently, and she edited the new email delicately with her fingers, looking confident: "Then leave it to me, when will we pass tomorrow?" ”

"Come and visit at ten o'clock."

It is said that confident boys are very attractive, but Kitagawa Temple thinks that the future of Kamiya, who is so confident, is not bad-

Besides, she still does herself a favor.

Kamiya Mirai sent the email out, and after waiting for about ten minutes, there was a reply from there:

'Welcome, and I hope you don't dislike the humble house'

Behind that was another polite and informing Kamiya of his future address.

Everyone is not a child, so if you are polite, you will skip it.

Kamiya Mirai raised his head and looked at the Beichuan Temple beside him:

"It's already agreed at ten o'clock tomorrow, Si-kun, let's go over together then."

"Okay." Kitagawa Temple nodded.

After all, the owner of the mailbox is Kamiya Future, and Kitagawa Temple himself knows that he has a cold temperament and is not suitable for dealing with other people, so Kamiya Future's willingness to help is undoubtedly the best.

However, after some delay just now, Beichuan Temple has not had time to read the book "The Lost Mikawa".

Now I finally have time.

Kitagawa Temple sat down again, his finger on the phone screen, next to Miku Kamiya, who was watching his movements with curiosity.

The phone rings suddenly.

Ryoko Okano?

Why did this woman call herself all of a sudden?

Kitagawa Temple's face moved.

It's always been him who called Ryoko Okano, why did Ryoko Okano contact him abnormally today?

Kitagawa Temple clicked to answer.

Ryoko Okano's unusually concise voice came from the other side of the phone:

"Kitagawa boy, Ishikawa Kaito is dead."

Ishikawa Kaito died?

"When?"

Ryoko Okano on the phone did not hesitate:

"Just last night, besides, it's not easy to say on the phone, you can come over, because it's the person you helped catch, so I want to tell you."

"Besides, Beichuan boy, haven't you always been interested in these strange things?"

"I'll be right there." Kitagawa Temple hung up the phone.

Ishikawa Kaito, a serial murderer, actually died, or did he die yesterday?

Even Ryoko Okano couldn't tell how to die for a while.

Either way, it's enough for Kitagawa Temple to make this trip.

"Wait, Si-kun! I'm going to go too! Mirai Kamiya raised his hand.

Beichuan Temple squinted: "Are you sure?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"This time, you probably sit in the waiting room and drink coffee."

"Then I'm not going."

Thinking of the last time he drank the coffee at the police station and the hard and cold iron bench, Kamiya Mirai couldn't help but wrinkle his little nose.

In the past, he couldn't know the details of what happened, and he had to sit on a cold bench, so it was better to stay at home and wait for Beichuan Temple to come back and ask him what happened.

The little girl made up her mind and spoke again:

"I'll keep the house."

Kitagawa Temple's mouth moved, and he felt that Kamiya Miku's words seemed to be very problematic, but after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be no problem, so he nodded and said calmly:

"Then please."

Leaving these words, Beichuan Temple stopped idle and set off to the police station.

Yoshiko Okano stood in the small parking lot next to the police station early to smoke and wait, and as soon as she saw Kitagawa Temple coming, she pinched off the cigarette butt and stuffed it into the classified garbage can specially set up by the police station.

After doing this, she threw the gum into her mouth again, and waved to Kitagawa Temple while chewing it tastelessly.

This woman

Kitagawa Temple has no expression on the surface, but in his heart he has already made up his mind that he must not let Ryoko Okano meet with Eri Kitagawa.

Otherwise, this goods will definitely bring his sister.

"I always feel like you're saying bad things about me in your heart." Ryoko Okano looked strangely at the Kitagawa Temple.

"I didn't." Kitagawa Temple replied with a blank face.

Ryoko Okano glanced him up and down suspiciously, not bothering to care what he thought, just reaching out and motioning for him to follow.

As she walked, she said:

"I'm not talking nonsense, what I'm going to say is what I said on the phone just now, Ishikawa Kaito died, and the way he died was very strange."

"Weird way to die? Didn't the news already report that Ishikawa Kaito's case was closed? He should be in prison, there should be no other way but to kill himself, right? Beichuan Temple followed behind her and said a long sentence very rarely.

Yes, the case of hiding the body in Ishikawa Kuaito Lakeside Park has long been closed, and the Tokyo News has also rushed to report on it, and people applauded for a while.

However, in Japan, it is very difficult to sign the death penalty, and the death penalty is particularly difficult to execute, so even if the Ishikawa case has been defined as a death sentence by the court, he is still imprisoned in a hidden prison outside the capital.

"His situation is much more complicated than suicide." Ryoko Okano took a deep look at Kitagawa Temple: "If you see it, it's clear." ”

Ryoko Okano brought Kitagawa Temple into her office.

Unlike Ryoko Okano's unhealthy lifestyle, her desk was cleaned and spotless, with all kinds of paperwork on the left and open on the right.

"Don't touch my files." Ryoko Okano gave a warning, then bent down and turned on the computer.

"I know." Kitagawa Temple nodded.

This point of proportion is still there in Beichuan Temple.

After about seven or eight seconds, the computer took on a simple desktop.

Ryoko Okano pinched the mouse, chewed gum, opened one folder after another, and finally clicked on a surveillance video.

"This is the surveillance inside the Ishikawa Kaito Prison last night, and you will know why I said something wrong after watching it."

Ryoko Okano took two steps back, her gaze dark.

Kitagawa Temple was also not polite, and sat on the seat of Ryoko Gangno without saying a word.

The crisp and neat movement made the corners of Ryoko Okano's mouth twitch.

This stinky boy is still the same as before.

The video on the computer begins to scroll.

The surveillance time is 11:46 p.m. on Wednesday, 02/6/19.

It's a pretty good prison, with tatami mats, it looks like it's more than 30 square meters, and there's a toilet inside.

Ishikawa Kaito, who has a plaster cast on his calf, is sleeping on the bed.

Kitagawa Temple still remembers that Ishikawa Kaito's calf was broken by him with a bat in the first place.

Half a month of prison life not only did not make this man weak, but made him feel more and more fat, which couldn't help but make Beichuan Temple feel a little ironic.

"It seems that his life in prison is far more comfortable than outside." Beichuan Temple said without looking back.

"Instead of making this kind of taunt, it's better to watch the next video, that's the key." Ryoko Okano glanced at Kitagawa Temple.

Oh?

Kitagawa Temple fell silent and watched the video quietly.

Ishikawa Kaito in the video only occasionally subconsciously shakes his body and scratches his body, nothing special.

But since Ryoko Okano said that there is something strange in this, the situation must not be simple.

Kitagawa Temple held its breath and continued to watch the video above.

With an eerie silence, the video time slowly moves to the point of zero.

At this time, a mutation suddenly occurred!

A strange flower screen suddenly appeared in the picture, and Ishikawa Kaito, who was originally asleep, suddenly got up and pinched his neck with both hands.

Ishikawa's tongue drooped outward, and his stunned expression could be clearly seen on the video.

came, Kitagawa Temple's eyes flashed.

Under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple, Ishikawa Kaito's palm slowly twisted, and his five fingers were tightly clasped into his throat.

Even if there is no sound in the video, Kitagawa Temple can imagine the terrifying and delicate sound of the neck crumbling in his head.

Ishikawa's hands didn't seem to be his own, and as his face distorted, he rolled his eyes, and exhaled outward.

Eventually—

Ishikawa Kaito's head was twisted off by 'him' himself.

He lost his movement directly.

But even so, the hands were still twisting—

Eventually, Ishikawa's head was plucked off and thrown aside.

"That's it!" Ryoko Okano, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

Kitagawa Temple's eyes flashed, and he pressed the pause with an extremely fast reaction speed.

Such a strange scene is shown in the video.

A white shadow like a child clings to Ishikawa Kaito's shoulders, his face hideous and terrifying.

"That's the main reason why I'm not right with you." Ryoko Okano said in a deep voice: "This is a suburban prison that has not been opened to the public. ”

"So how did this kid sneak in? How did you sneak through the layers of guards to get to the door of this room? How did you get in before and after the door of this room? After entering, why was he able to kill Ishikawa Kaito in such a strange way? ”

Ryoko Okano chewed gum and looked at Beichuan Temple while chewing: "Even if you are a materialistic person, you can't give any reasonable explanation when you see this scene, right?" ”

How exactly is that way of killing? What does the appearance of a child mean?

Ryoko Okano was a little puzzled.

As we all know, it is impossible for a person to really be suffocated by himself, and in the same way, it is impossible to pinch himself to death.

Kitagawa Temple ignored Ryoko Gangno's questions for the time being.

His attention was drawn to the purple finger marks that appeared on Ishikawa's wrist.

Traces of bluish-purple

"The Lost Mikawa"?

Kitagawa Temple couldn't help but think of the words written on the introduction of "The Lost Mikawa":

Now they are still playing hide-and-seek, and the hide-and-seek will continue forever and ever. Hatred will turn into a bruised curse that will lead people into the cursed school—'

The curse of bruising.

Does this curse refer to the marks on Ishikawa's wrist?

Based on this synopsis, can it be deduced that a bruise-purple finger mark is required to get to the cursed school? So what does a four-player game of hide and seek mean? Could it be that only after a game of hide-and-seek for four people will there be bruising finger marks?

After all, who is the author of "The Lost Mikawa"?

Kitagawa Temple was silent for a while.

In any case, the book "The Lost Mikawa" and its author are worth investigating.

And the point of investigation is the Tsukishima family!

Kitagawa Temple has not forgotten that Risa Tsukishima once inadvertently mentioned it.

Her father went to the Honya Grand Prix.

Kitagawa Temple was in the middle of thinking, when Ryoko Okano suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

The policewoman looked at Beichuan Temple tightly with burning eyes: "Beichuan boy, you said before, you can see Yukiko, right?" ”

Originally, Ryoko Okano didn't really care about what Kitagawa Temple said that day, but this time Ishikawa Kaito's incident combined with Kitagawa Temple's strange actions all along.

She could only conclude that-

There really are some terrible things in this world, and Kitagawa Temple can indeed see them.

"I've told you about this before." Beichuan Temple turned around: "The gun you often carry is the place where her soul is lodged. ”

"Really?" Ryoko Okano's eyes flashed.

It's just that she didn't show any emotion unexpectedly, and just asked:

"This incident should be the same"

"Hmm. It seems to have something to do with the now more famous four-player hide-and-seek game. ”

Kitagawa Temple nodded.

"Tsk" Ryoko Okano smacked her lips.

"You're so easy to accept?" Beichuan Temple looked at her with a somewhat resigned look, and couldn't help asking.

Yes, Ryoko Okano accepted her statement so easily? It's also too rare.

Ryoko Okano pursed her lips, scratched her head hard and said:

"When you rule out all the impossible, the rest, no matter how unbelievable, is true."

"Sherlock Holmes?" Beichuan Temple complained expressionlessly.

"Originally, this was not a big deal, and I couldn't find a clue for the time being, so I guess I have to treat it as a headless unsolved case." Ryoko Okano shrugged.

Generally speaking, if a prisoner has a problem, he will catch the murderer, but the murderer is already dead and exists as a spirit, so naturally there is no such thing as catching or not arresting.

Besides, Ishikawa Kaito himself is a death row prisoner, and dying in prison is not a big deal.