Chapter XI. Private mailbox (ask for collection!)
To put it mildly, Yoshiko Okano finally agreed to place most of the manpower on Eri Kitagawa.
But no matter what Beichuan Temple said, she still had to send someone to squat beside him.
After all, Beichuan Temple can also be protected with her sister when she returns home, and at that time, the four squatting police officers will organize a rotation and squat seamlessly.
"It's just that there is time for police protection after all." Kitagawa Temple rubbed his temples.
At most, a week later, the police will be evacuated with nothing.
At that time, he could only go back and protect Eri Kitagawa by himself.
But this point is in the hands of the criminal, Beichuan Temple can't make a move, of course there is no chance to deal with him.
"It's a week." Beichuan Temple clicked on the computer desk, and he vaguely had a direction in his heart.
It's just that it's so late, and it's not a good time to implement that idea.
"Let's send those photos to the community homepage first." Kitagawa Temple casually opens the simple homepage that you made.
It was a message board-like homepage with a black theme and a font size of twelve.
The headline in the center of the homepage is very simple - Urban Weird Talk Agency.
A cursory look at the past, there is a detailed classification under the main title, and the above is the specific experience of each soul removal in Beichuan Temple.
To add credibility, Kitagawa Temple has also shown some short videos and realistic photos of him and the spirits below.
The 21st century is the age of the Internet!
Beichuan Temple, which is in the environment of WIFI and mobile social APP network, is of course well aware of this.
LINE, SNS, Twitterββ
Although the move to solicit the opinions of sand sculpture netizens on the Internet is not reliable, there are also unexpected gains.
For example, the last time I went to Kitagawa Temple, Ando's murderous house with a ghost in the mirror, was the result of someone sending a private message to him under the homepage.
"More and more people are visiting the website." Kitagawa Temple muttered to himself.
With photos of his own real experience and a variety of terrifying videos, the homepage of Kitagawa Temple has been widely circulated among young people recently, and the last time Kitagawa Temple was playing with his mobile phone in Kitagawa Eri, he saw a video of the other party browsing his personal homepage.
Of course, in every photo, Beichuan Temple didn't put his face on it, plus the relationship between the dark environment and the pixels of the mobile phone was basically the same, even if he could see his side face, it was estimated that it was just vague, and no one would associate it with him at all.
The younger generation always likes to pursue chic excitement, and many people have left comments on the homepage of Kitagawa Temple.
"High energy ahead!"
"! What exactly is the thing that appears in a minute and thirty seconds?! Who's going to tell me what the hell is that scared the old lady out of her mind? β
"Amitabha, there's no wonder."
"The... The blogger's video is very subversive, don't watch it if you're not happy! β
"This is what bloggers come up with with ordinary PS synthesis technology, right? It's kind of a novelty to make it look like this. β
"It's not scary at all!"
There are many messages, but most of them are messages that tell that they were taken aback or that Beichuan Temple deceived people.
But Beichuan Temple also found out that those IDs who said they were lying and weren't terrible at all appeared in the message area later.
Standard true fragrance ending.
Therefore, the private mailbox of Beichuan Temple can always have seventy or eighty messages every day.
These days, Kitagawa Temple is entangled in all kinds of things, and there is no time to empty the private mailbox, so it has accumulated a lot of 'inventory' in the past and then.
Some people ask for the identity and name of Kitagawa Temple.
Some people want to ask where these horror and bizarre spots are.
There are also some righteous people who angrily scolded Beichuan Temple, P pictures synthesized some pictures for profit, and attracted attention.
There are also quite a few people who come to eat melons and watch the play to see if Beichuan Temple will take the time to return to them.
There are also some professional teams or investment companies to find Beichuan Temple, hoping that Beichuan Temple can join them.
In this large area of various messages, Beichuan Temple quickly glanced down.
One of them caught his attention.
"There's one thing I want bloggers to help with. If bloggers can see it, please contact me using this email address. β
Attached below is a long list of the other party's email address, and the private message time is the night before yesterday.
Kitagawa Temple's gaze continued to move downward.
"Bloggers, this is really important! I hope you can get back to me soon! My email address isβ"
The private message time was yesterday night.
Just as Beichuan Temple released the mouse and was about to go to the toilet, a new message popped up in the private mailbox.
"Aren't bloggers worried about my identity? Please rest assured, I'm not a suspicious person, but recently my friend has really encountered some incredible things - whether it is travel expenses or room and board expenses, we can reimburse them, and the aftermath will definitely not disappoint you, my mailbox..."
"......" Kitagawa Temple.
Kitagawa Temple closed the message box and exhaled.
If there was time to help, he would not refuse.
It's just that Beichuan Temple has been in no mood lately, and I don't have time to deal with other people's trivial matters.
But it's true that you can send an email to the other person and give them some pointers.
Beichuan Temple casually wrote an email, to the effect that he had been busy with another matter recently, and he couldn't take a break for the time being. He can write down the details of what happened to his friends in the form of an email, and maybe he can give some advice.
After writing this email, Kitagawa Temple clicked send and turned off the computer.
"Go to sleep, school starts tomorrow."
Muttering, Kitagawa Temple took out the winter school uniform of Keihoku High School and hung it behind the door frame, and turned over and got into bed by himself.
......
It was half past seven in the morning, and Kitagawa Temple had a simple breakfast and set out on the road to Keihoku High School.
As he walked along the road, Kitagawa Temple sensitively sensed that he was following someone.
I guess it should be the people arranged by Ryoko Okano around him.
Beichuan Temple shook his head, carrying the student's bag, ignoring the other party, and walked forward.
Today, it is difficult to see the sun, but because the snow melts, it is a little warm and cold.
Kitagawa Temple exhaled white air and walked forward step by step.
It's still early, except for some club members who have to arrive early, most of the students are still indulging in the warm oven and air conditioning during the winter vacation, fighting to the death against the monster of getting up.
There is a reason why Kitagawa Temple arrived early.
He didn't have any memories of his classmates in his head.
In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Kitagawa Temple decided to go to the classroom early to see where his position was.
"It's a pity that I didn't come to school after spring break, otherwise it would be much better than the current situation to just change to a new class."
Kitagawa Temple opened the notebook and glanced at the information on it.
"The first class of the first year of high school, whew... It won't be long before spring break will be a sophomore. β
According to the school's guidance map, Kitagawa Temple generously touched into the class.
"It's pretty self-explanatory."
Looking at the desk in front of him, which looked as if someone had burned the surface with fire, Kitagawa Temple's face did not change much, and as soon as he put down his bag, his shoulder was grabbed.
"Yo, Beichuan, it's been a long time, how about we go out and talk?"
Looking at the banter in the other party's eyes, Beichuan Temple was silent for a while and nodded.