The mobile phone rang, and Beichuan Temple glanced at the name on it, and then reached out to pick up the phone:

"Hello? Akishino? ”

"Ahh Kitagawa, about the thing you said - the invitation to Aikawahara to meet with you failed. Akishino Yuna said embarrassedly.

Aikawahara was very alert for some reason, and even if she went to contact her, she only got a polite rejection from the other party.

"Understood." Kitagawa Temple glanced at the time.

It was now past eight o'clock in the morning, and he had asked for leave from school in advance.

After all, it's best to investigate the matter on Tamako's side as soon as possible.

"In that case, I'll personally contact Aikawahara, and Akishino, you can temporarily investigate the interpersonal relationship of Yuko Sewara."

Seeing that Aikawahara is estimated to be on standby at school now, he is ready to go to class, after all, Kitagawa Temple is also the one who played him for a while, and this thing is still clearly known.

Taking advantage of this time, Kitagawa Temple decided to reverse the order of the investigation a little, first go to the apartment rented by Tamako Sewara, and then go directly to the Sacred Heart Girls' School in the afternoon to meet Aikawahara.

As for the end of class, Kitagawa Temple had already memorized the class schedule when he was looking at the lesson plan.

Today is Monday, and Aikawahara's class is in the afternoon, so as long as you go to the gate of Sacred Heart Girls' Middle School at that time, there should be no problem in meeting Aikawahara.

Now that it has been planned, Kitagawa Temple no longer hesitates, and leaves after saying hello to Nakajima Mikahana.

The apartment complex rented by Tamako Sewara is in a high-end apartment complex in Shibuya Ward, where the security system is tight, but Kitagawa Temple has a phone number from Sugi, so it shouldn't be too much of a problem to get an extra room card from the person in charge of the apartment.

It took more than ten minutes to take a bus from Bunkyo District to Beichuan Temple, and then under the guidance of the security guard in the security room, Beichuan Temple met the person in charge of the apartment who was wearing a suit and looked ordinary.

"Is it Miss Sushihara, who lives in room 403?" The person in charge of the apartment asked as he flipped through the customer roster.

"Hmm." Kitagawa Temple nodded in response.

Hearing Beichuan Temple's answer, the apartment pushed his glasses responsibly, showing a look of embarrassment: "But room 403 is not an empty room, Mr. Beichuan, I saw it last time..."

He was stuck in the middle of his words, as if there was something unspeakable.

"You can actually talk to Mr. Sugi Hara, the guardian of Miss Tamako Sugihara, about these things, but I just want to go into the room and take a look. I'm sorry, can you please give me the room card first? Kitagawa Temple replied calmly.

"Let me confirm first. Excuse me Mr. Kitagawa to wait a while. The person in charge of the apartment said politely, then picked up the landline microphone next to him and began to dial the phone of Cedar Log.

It was quickly connected, accompanied by a 'yes, yes, okay, I see.' With these few words, the person in charge of the apartment put down the microphone and said politely to Beichuan Temple: "I'll get the room card for you, Mr. Beichuan." ”

He checked on the side for a while, then took out a room card and handed it to Kitagawa Temple.

"I'm sorry." Beichuan Temple took the room card expressionlessly, stood up and walked out the door.

Tamako Sushihara lives in Room 403 of Building B, and Kitagawa Temple quickly came to Building B according to the signs, swiped the card to enter the door and took the elevator to the fourth floor, and soon he came to the door of Room 403.

But—

Beichuan Temple subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

How can there be voices in room 403?

Male and female voices?

Maybe that's what the apartment owner didn't finish.

It stands to reason that room 403 is an apartment room for Yuko Seihara alone, and no outsiders will come in.

Beichuan Temple pinched the room card, squinted his eyes, and did not choose to push the door directly with the door card to enter, but stood outside the door and rang the doorbell.

Ding Dong –

The crisp sound of the electric bell ripples.

But no one came out of the room.

Beichuan Temple didn't say a word, and put his finger on the doorbell button-

Ding Dong Ding Dong ...

The hurried sound suddenly made the room quiet, and it took a while for Kitagawa Temple to hear the sound of a woman laughing from inside the room.

"Hey, you're going to take a look, maybe there's a courier or something."

"It's only early in the morning, it's really troublesome."

"Haha, don't be angry, people will compensate you later."

Another whisper.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Beichuan Temple's physical fitness had improved a lot, it would be difficult for Beichuan Temple to hear a whispered conversation like theirs.

"......" Kitagawa Temple.

Beichuan Temple's face did not change at all, but there was a cold look between his eyebrows.

Troublesome? If he hadn't had something to ask these people, Beichuan Temple would have to let them know what real trouble was right now.

With the sound of dull footsteps, someone came to the entrance, and then the other party didn't confirm it from the cat's eye, and opened the door directly.

It was a man with dyed yellow hair, a fierce look, and at a glance he knew that he was the kind of ruffian who roamed the streets.

This man only looks at his face, but he is only in his twenties, which is considered a young age, but the eye-catching yellow hair has increased his actual age a lot, which makes Beichuan Temple feel a little obstructive.

"Who are you?" As soon as the yellow-haired man saw Beichuan Temple, he said impatiently: "I'm sorry, we don't accept door-to-door sales here, please go find the next one." ”

Kitagawa Temple didn't answer, just calmly scanned each other with his eyes.

His gaze made the yellow-haired man uncomfortable, and he felt that his whole person was seen through by the cold and hard young man in front of him.

The yellow-haired man grew more and more impatient, and he shouted angrily:

"Get out of here! Didn't you hear me say to you? ”

Hearing the yellow-haired man's words, Beichuan Temple withdrew his gaze and stretched out a finger with a flat expression:

"First. I'm not a suspicious salesman. ”

Then he held out a second finger:

"Secondly - depending on your reaction, you probably shouldn't be a regular resident here, otherwise you wouldn't have said what you just said."

"Shibuya Ward is a standard affluent area, and most of the people who can live in Shibuya Ward earn more than 8 million yen a year, and high-end apartments like this are not allowed to enter by door-to-door salesmen, and the electronic doors below will also block them out... So the next question is, who are you? Why live here? This is probably where Tamako Sehara lives. ”

"Tamako Sehara?" Hearing this name, the yellow-haired man's face was obviously panicked, and then his face sank, and he looked even more impatient: "What does it have to do with you that we live here?!" Get the hell out of here! ”

Kitagawa Temple fell silent again.

What is the relationship between the yellow-haired man in front of him and Yuzi Suhara, to be honest, Beichuan Temple doesn't want to delve into it.

He just looked at the other with a frown.

The yellow-haired man had a strong smell of men and women entangled, and he couldn't help but show this disgusted expression.

"You bastard!!"

Feeling the subtle disgusted gaze of Beichuan Temple, the yellow-haired man finally couldn't help it, and he smashed it directly at the face door of Beichuan Temple, intending to make this cold-faced young man who suddenly appeared suffer.

And then—

The yellow-haired man's eyes widened.

Because the perspective changed in an instant, the white ceiling greeted both eyes.

Just now, he only seemed to see the young man stretching out his hand, and he didn't know what the young man had done, and the whole person was churning in the air.

Boom!!!!!

The yellow-haired man was slammed to the ground, making a dull human sound.

Pain!

It hurts!

The real pain came from his back, causing the yellow-haired man's eyes to widen and his mouth to open like a dead fish.

Syllable!

There was also a sharp pain in his abdomen, and the squeezing pain made the yellow-haired man's whole body flutter and roll.

"You... You—" The yellow-haired man stared at Beichuan Temple with wide eyes and frightened eyes, and his face was speechless for a long time with a painful and distorted face.

Kitagawa Temple ignored the other party's gaze and kicked the yellow-haired man in the abdomen.

Looking at the struggling appearance of the yellow-haired man spitting out a mouthful of bile, Beichuan Temple was still that calm appearance.

Not fighting back, scolding, or not returning the mouth is not the style of Beichuan Temple, not to mention that he has accumulated some emotions when he rang the doorbell just now.

The room was dark, and everywhere was filled with the body odor of male and female limbs...

This poor air quality made Beichuan Temple couldn't help but frown.

He pulled out a rubber rod from behind the door.

I don't know what this rubber rod is used for by this man and woman, but it fits well in my hand anyway.

Hanging the door with an anti-theft chain and locking it, Beichuan Temple was expressionless, holding a rubber rod in one hand and pinching the hair of a yellow-haired man in the other, dragging the other party into the room.

......

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

This is exactly the time when Sacred Heart Women's Academy ends school.

It's just that in the Sacred Heart Women's Academy, these celebrities from various families always go to join some clubs.

If you go home after school, you won't fit in in this kind of place.

A young male teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at the lively youthful bodies of the students active on the playground, and couldn't help but smile and mutter:

"It's great to be in the Sacred Heart Girls' School with all kinds of connections."

A scumbag like him can be a teacher for all these little girls living at the top of society, which makes him feel luscious pleasure all over his body.

Yes, Aikawahara is just a scumbag.

If you want to add a line of notes in front of the scum, it is probably just a scumbag who can play the piano.

Spending money to find a lot of people inside the system, fabricating a whitewashed resume, and usually pretending to be a decent man and gentleman, it naturally attracted many students to worship.

Especially for girls who like to play the piano...

A decent smile appeared on Aikawahara's face.

Today's sunset made him feel a little comfortable, like a flame-like sunset projected from high in the sky, making his whole person feel soaked in the swaying sugar water-

"Let's go back."

Today's lesson is over, and Aikawahara has decided to go back early.

And just as he was thinking like this, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

The sender was a friend of his, named 'Yusuke Hanagaki'.

The text message reads unusually succinctly:

'Come back and have a drink.' ’

"Yusuke, this guy." Aikawahara smiled.

Among all the fox friends, he admires Yusuke Hanagaki the most, and he always has a lot of topics to talk about.

"Forget it, let's go over it."

Yusuke Hanagaki still won't refuse Yusuke's invitation, just having a drink won't affect anything.

Thinking so, Aikawahara quickly went downstairs and left the Sacred Heart Girls' School.

During this period, many reverent glances came from all over the place.

This greatly satisfied Aikawahara's vanity.

Looks like tomorrow will be a good day again.

Thinking so, he walked step by step towards the apartment in the rich area.

Sacred Heart Girls' High School is in Shibuya Ward, so he just walked over there.

It took him about five minutes to get to the bottom of Building B, then he took out his briefcase and pulled out the key card from inside.

After swiping the key card, he entered the elevator with ease and went straight to the fourth floor.

Outside the door of room 403, Aikawahara tidied up his appearance, took out the door card after coughing dryly, and entered the house directly after swiping the card.

Bright –

The room was very bright inside.

The clean floors, the fresh air in the room, and the neatly arranged shoes under your feet make it a pleasure.

"Huh? Yusuke, you kid, you took the wrong medicine, right? He looked at the neat and tidy scene, couldn't help but make a joke at the entrance, and then walked inside.

Be quiet...

Some are too quiet.

The last time Aikawa was here, Yusuke Hanagaki was making out with his girlfriend, and the timing of his arrival was very right... Yusuke Hanagaki never minded sharing it with others-

Ahem.

Aikawahara threw all these dirty thoughts out of his mind, and then walked towards the room with a happy face.

Then, he saw something unbelievable.

Yusuke Hanagaki's hands were tied with thick duct tape, and he was lying on the ground with scars on his face and body.

And on the other side, his girlfriend... The woman with a big wavy hairstyle... It's like a dead dog lying on the ground.

Her face was tear-stained, swollen and bloodshot.

"What's going on? What's wrong with you two?! Aikawahara looked at this scene in shock, and his tone was surprised.

What's going on? How did the two of them become like this?

Could it be a new way to play?

Is there still such a way to play?

Woooooo

Woooooo

Yusuke Hanagaki and his girlfriend saw Aikawahara, their eyes wide open, and they struggled frantically on the ground, as if they wanted to tell him.

"What are you two doing? I'll untie it for both of you first. ”

The movement of the two of them muffled the silent closing of the door, Aikawahara scratched his head not quite understanding, stretched out his hand to tear the tape on the side of Yusuke Hanagaki first, and asked dryly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Behind! Watch your back! ”

Yusuke Hanagaki's eyes widened, and a woman-like voice came out, and his face was full of horror, as if he had seen some kind of unspeakable monster.

"Behind the scenes?"

Aikawahara subconsciously turned his head.

Bloodstained rubber rods catch your eyes.

Boom!!!!

This was followed by the dull sound of a human body falling to the ground.