As soon as the list was opened by Kitagawa Temple, a pungent musty smell came out.

Because the Rain House only appears on rainy days, the humid air causes green spots of mildew to fall on all the places on this list.

Of course, it will emit a foul smell.

But the above self can still be more or less recognized.

On the title page of the register it is written:

May the Lord bless you, may the Lord forgive you, may the Lord guide you, my dear lambs, my dear children. ’

My dear lamb?

There is always such a saying in Christianity.

Human beings are lambs raised by God, and lambs are herded by God.

But the phrase 'my dear lambs' is directly used on the title page.

It's as if the person who recorded these things thought of himself as God.

Beichuan Temple shook the messy thoughts aside, picked up the pages of the record book with his hand, and turned them down.

The register does contain the names of some of the people in the dormitory.

The format is roughly as follows: the name of the dormitory is registered on the far left, and the name and contact address of the person living in the dormitory is displayed on the long strip on the right.

The contact addresses are all people who work in welfare homes, and the children who live in welfare homes themselves do not have such things.

Kitagawa Temple skipped over these staff members and looked down at a glance.

Finally, when he had turned to about a third of the list in his hand, some lonely names began to appear on the list.

Those are the names of the little ones who are registered.

According to Jingu, the children in parentheses on the list with the words "families found" or "new welfare homes found" are supposed to have been killed.

Four children live in one dormitory.

When Kitagawa Temple turned the first page, he saw one or two children's names marked with the notation 'Family Found', and their names were Akira Iise and Madoka Ishida.

Their names are drawn with a cruel red line.

Underneath the names of these two children, two new children's names are added.

Maybe that's what Jingu Twilight said about entering the Rain House instead of the two dead children.

This replacement is dated, about once a month or two.

According to Jingu Twilight, it is estimated that the decision will be made by the rain situation of that month.

After figuring out these rules, Kitagawa Temple secretly wrote down these names and flipped them back.

After turning two or three more pages, Kitagawa Temple found the names of Jiuyuan, Xuezhu, Changchuan, and Jingu Twilight in the back.

Matsumoto Hisashi, male, lives in dormitory 1012 (family has been found).

Katori Yuzumi, female, living in dormitory 1012 (new welfare home has been found)

Fujiwara Nagakawa, gender: male. Residence 1012 Dormitory (Family Found)

Jingu Twilight, gender: male. Residence 1012 dormitory...

With the exception of Twilight Jingu, all of these children seem to have been killed.

And of course.

After the escape operation is exposed, the dean and the others will definitely have to clear these unstable factors. And Jingu Twilight escaped with fate, barely surviving for his life.

Similarly, Matsumoto was the last victim.

It seems that as mentioned by Twilight Shrine, after the Rain House was burned due to an unknown fire, there were naturally no more personnel to fill it.

"1012 dorm?" Kitagawa Temple silently wrote down the name of the dormitory marked in bright red notes in his mind.

He tucked the list into his backpack and went back and forth to check the notebook on the table.

Most of them are just the ingredients purchased in the month and various income and expenditure expenses, which are not much use for Kitagawa Temple.

He grabbed his backpack and walked back the way he came.

It's still raining heavily.

I didn't know that there was rain leaking in the Rain House, and the air was filled with heavy moisture.

In order to avoid missing something like just now, Kitagawa Temple re-explored the entire hall, and after finding nothing, he went deeper into the museum.

The building is large, has a small lawn atrium for children to play, and there are statues of Jesus and crosses all around.

Beichuan Temple can even imagine how many children regarded the welfare home with such a beautiful environment as their second home.

Unfortunately, this is not the place where the children reside, most of the children are buried here, turned into resentful spirits, and still roam in this empty spiritual realm.

And because of the heavy rain, the indoor environment is pitch black, and the thunder and light in the air from time to time support the cross and the statue of Jesus in a strange and terrifying way.

The original bright red carpet was covered with dark black stains everywhere.

From time to time, from somewhere along the corridor came the twisted wails of the wraiths.

This kind of place makes Beichuan Temple undoubtedly a little - like a fish in water.

While he was easily solving some of the resentful spirits that passed by, he was still thinking about the system tasks.

Judging from the completion condition of the first article of the system, the dean here wants to hold some kind of ceremony to achieve a certain goal.

And the need for ritual may be the mass killing of children.

To this end, the House of Rain was opened, and a large number of children flocked to...

"That shouldn't be a problem." Kitagawa Temple muttered to himself and stopped.

This is the 'Children's Dormitory', which is also known as the 'Children's Dormitory'.

Looking over there from here, there are neatly arranged room number plates.

Starting in 1001, Kitagawa Temple came to the front of the children's dormitory in 1012.

This children's dormitory is a bit different from the previous one.

It's not that the appearance is different from other dormitories, but the children's dormitory in front of them exudes a weird, cold, and resentful feeling.

But Kitagawa Temple doesn't care so much.

After finding that the ordinary could not be opened, he became lifeless and simply kicked the door open.

Boom!!!!!

The door panel fell, and Kitagawa Temple entered the room with a flashlight.

It's not too big, but it's no problem for four kids to live on.

Facing the door are cross-framed windows.

Under the window is a large, low desk, which seems to have been used for the study of the people who live here in Changchuan.

On each side of the desk are two tiers of wooden double beds.

On the right-hand side of the bed are some of their small painting assignments at that time, most of which are portraits of people with round heads.

Kitagawa Temple came to the desk.

On the drawer above the desk hangs a metal plaque with a name engraved on it, and a small lock on it.

From left to right are –

'A drawer from the past. ''Drawer in Nagagawa. ''Snowdrop's drawer. ''Drawer of the shrine. ’

There is no need to be dead at all, and Beichuan Temple directly found that there was a strong resentment lingering on these locks.

The horrible resentment even distorted the air around him slightly.

Yes, except for the drawer of Jingu Twilight, the other three children's drawers are wrapped in resentment.

If ordinary people touch it directly, it is estimated that it will not be a simple consequence of reduced luck.

It can be seen that the three children have turned into resentful spirits.

The bottom of Beichuan Temple's hand moved, and it emitted a cold light under the infusion of dead air.

He raised his hand, and then fell.

There was a loud grinding sound in the air, and the sound of screeching made people can't help but cover their ears.

Subsequently—

All four locks were cut by Kitagawa Temple with a knife and slipped to the ground.

Kitagawa Temple will take it back and open the first Matsumoto Kugo drawer with a flashlight.

The drawer slowly detached under the twitching of Kitagawa Temple.

Kitagawa Temple looked over.

There's one thing in the empty drawer.

It was a child's head.

The head was staring at Kitagawa Temple with empty eyes and resentment.

Kitagawa Temple doesn't care.

Under the gaze of death, the child's head was nothing more than a 'remnant' of simple resentment.

Kitagawa Temple's hand pointed to the skull—

Rumble...

The scenery flows.

Kitagawa Temple saw Matsumoto Kuyuan crying in the basement.

His wrists and ankles had been twisted in a circle, like twisted flowers.

Matsumoto Hisato turned pale and cried out in fear.

From the moment his escape was exposed, he had already thought of his end.

Next to him, stood a middle-aged man with kind eyes.

The middle-aged man muttered to himself while sharpening his knife: "My hands and feet are no longer usable..."

Then.

Under the gaze of Kitagawa Temple, the middle-aged man raised the cleaver in his hand and aimed at Matsumoto's neck and fell like slaughter!

With a muffled sound of 'bang'.

The child's cries died away in an instant.

Matsumoto's long-gone, godless eyes revealed endless resentment, flowing through the middle-aged man with kind eyebrows

The scenery stretches again—

Beichuan Temple is in a trance.

"That was just now—" Kitagawa Temple frowned.

It is estimated that it was something that Matsumoto saw before his death, and this skull remnant was used as a conveyance of longing, allowing Kitagawa Temple to see what had happened.

Kitagawa Temple shook off the excess thoughts in his head and opened the drawer of Fujiwara Nagakawa.

In this drawer, Kitagawa Temple saw a pair of severed hands that had been wiped clean.

After the last experience, Kitagawa Temple no longer worries and makes contact with the severed hand.

The next moment, the familiar scenery elongated again.

It's still the same basement, but there's a different person on the blood-stained table.

A spiritual little boy with an inch of hair, while scolding the person who seems to be the dean, wants to break free from the shackles on his body.

But the child's strength was so weak that he couldn't break free at all, and could only watch the other party come step by step with a cleaver.

Boom!!!!

There was a muffled sound, and the little boy cried frantically for a moment, foaming at the mouth while convulsing all over his body.

The blood was lost so much in an instant that he had symptoms of shock and convulsions.

And then there was another muffled bang!

With a tug, the little boy's hands were ripped off, and the unpleasant stench of blood rippled through the air.

"So much blood... It's a pity not to make good use of it. ”

The middle-aged man carried the little boy on his shoulder, and then went to the innermost room.

More than a dozen small corpses hung among them, and at the bottom was a bathtub filled with stinking black blood.

He threw Fujiwara Nagakawa, who was not dead and had lost his hands, into the bathtub.

Fujiwara Nagagawa gradually lost his struggle, leaning on the bathtub, his eyes reflecting the group of corpses above his head.

The spirit of Kitagawa Temple is back again.

This time he didn't hesitate and simply opened the third drawer.

Inside was a pair of short legs that had been washed and wiped clean.

Like the first two drawers, Kitagawa Temple once again enters the world of the thoughts of the dead.

This time he saw a gloomy little girl in a long dress.

The same muffled noise, the same basement.

It's just that her legs were removed.

Looking at the little girl who was gradually losing her vitality, Kitagawa Temple gently pressed her temples.

He's back again.

But he vaguely found some feelings.

The director of this welfare home seems to be piecing together something.

Yes.

He seemed to be using the children's bodies to piece together something.

"Piecing together corpses... The only thing you put together is a corpse, right? ”

Kitagawa Temple flicked his fingers, and his eyes kept combining what he had just seen and heard.

Unlike Yuki Sakura's hand fetish, this welfare director obviously has a purer purpose.

Patchwork with different corpses...

Although these messages are also important, this is not what Kitagawa Temple wants to be in this place.

"I'm here looking for an escape plan or something, not this pre-death memory. But there seemed to be nothing in their drawers other than the parts they had removed. ”

Kitagawa Temple muttered to himself.

Since none of the first three drawers are what Kitagawa Temple is looking for, is the answer in the drawer of Jingu Twilight?

After all, there was no resentment lingering on his drawer, maybe it was full of specific measures and discussions about their departure from the orphanage?

Thinking of this, Kitagawa Temple subconsciously opened the drawer of Jingu Twilight.

Jingu's drawers were empty.

Yes. As the name suggests, there is really nothing in it, it is empty.

"......" Kitagawa Temple.

I didn't expect to end up hitting a wall here at Jingu Twilight.

But Kitagawa Temple also expected this situation.

His gaze swept around, and the flashlight in his hand was lifted and lowered, as if looking for something.

As mentioned earlier, the children's dormitory should have a plan for Jingu Twilight and them to leave the welfare home, but now they can't find it...

The only possibility is that they put all the things discussed in a hidden place and secretly hide them.

And of course.

After all, being young doesn't mean being an idiot.

Jingu Twilight must have known the consequences of these things being discovered, and it would be a bit unwise to put them in a drawer like this.

Who knows if the dean has the key to their drawer?

If it is detected, then the problem is serious.

Kitagawa Temple simply rummaged around.

Under the bed slats.

Among the pillows.

Inside the quilt...

Kitagawa Temple examines the past as well.

And just as he was in full swing on his side, Nishikujo was pitiful and probed around, and then struggled to bounce out of the neckline of Kitagawa Temple.

But the position in which she jumped out was clearly not very good.

All of a sudden, it hit a wall with children's painting homework on one side.

With a tearing sound, she 'knocked' a small black hole into the wall where the painting was located.

"What is this?"

Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed, and his heart moved.

Could it be that this is where Jingu Twilight put down the escape plan book in the first place...?