Beichuan Temple walked to a place where no one was, took out the pitiful Nishikujo from the scarf, and said with a straight face:

"Poor, do you really have a way to let me in?"

Nishikujo didn't speak, just stretched out his round hand and grabbed the palm of Kitagawa Temple.

Under her guidance, messages containing her thoughts were transmitted.

"You can use the special magnetic field on your body to control the machine of the two supernatural forum altar masters to draw lucky guests?"

Kitagawa Temple was slightly surprised.

He originally thought that Nishikujo was pitiful and similar to Eri Kitagawa and was just a simple little girl, but he didn't expect her to have this ability.

Of course, Nishikujo's poor control ability can't be compared to that of a professional hacker, and she can only affect some simple machinery.

If the other party moves the large computer over for the on-site lottery, then even Nishikujo is pitiful, and Kitagawa Temple can only find another suitable time to enter Sucha High School.

But no matter what, Nishikujo's ability is still very useful.

If he succeeds, he can find an excuse to get rid of the two forum masters and explore on his own.

Kitagawa Temple wrapped it back in a thick scarf and glanced back at the young crowd at Sucha High School.

These young people, who seem to have nowhere to vent, are discussing tonight's live show with red faces.

Sucha High School, this is a place where rumors are circulating on the Internet.

And at this moment, these lovers of spiritual attractions may be able to get a glimpse of the secrets.

How can this not make them feel excited?

Kitagawa Temple withdrew his gaze.

It seems that the two supernatural forum masters will not come for a while, and there are so many onlookers here.

There's no point in staying here by yourself.

Anyway, if Nishikujo can't succeed tonight, then he will wait for these two supernatural forum masters to come back after they die.

But...

"If something really happens..."Kitagawa Temple looked at the abandoned Sucha High School again.

If these two supernatural forum masters really had an accident inside and attracted the police, it would not be a fun thing.

At that time, it may be banned around Sucha High School.

Kitagawa Temple thought about this question for a while, and finally shook his head and gave up.

If the poor ability doesn't work, then I'll just find a random corner and enter Sucha High School, anyway, it's already late at ten o'clock, and no one should see it if you move quickly. ’

He made up his mind, added the other party's live broadcast room on YouTube on his mobile phone, and set a follow reminder before leaving this place.

Now that Sucha High School can't go, there's only one thing he has to do.

Visit the former teachers of Sucha High School!

As mentioned earlier, today is the day that Kitagawa Temple made an agreement with the old teacher of Sucha High School.

The teacher's name is Ryo Sato, a male who is unmarried, and after retirement, he lives alone in a one-room apartment somewhere in Hachiyama City.

At this time, Kitagawa Temple was walking according to the marks on the electronic map sent by the other party.

Mr. Sato also blamed himself for the fire incident at Sucha High School that year, believing that he was also at fault as the teacher on duty at the time for failing to hear the students' cries for help in time.

But in fact, the fire in Class B of the second year of high school started very quickly, and there were obvious traces of arson. When the old teacher heard the call for help, it was only five or six minutes when he ran over again, and there was already a burning senior class B in front of him.

The fire was so great that even the steel skin wrapped around the classroom door was burned and deformed, the classroom door could not be opened, the people inside could not get out, and the people outside could not enter, so he could only listen to the wails of the students after making the fire call.

It was a hellish scene that was unacceptable to any teacher.

"This should be it." Kitagawa Temple put away his phone and looked at the apartment building in front of him.

The apartment building looks very shabby, with a single handrail staircase on the outside, and it seems that there is only one simple staircase for the entrance.

It has two floors and a pitched roof.

The old lime walls still have faint black marks, and on the handrail of the cement on the second floor, there are still rows of withered potted plants.

This dilapidated appearance made Beichuan Temple frown.

This kind of place will not be lived in by anyone who is a little more financially well-off.

It can also be seen from this that Ryo Sato's treatment after retirement is not very good.

It's no wonder, after all, Ryo Sato is a teacher from the 'notorious' Sucha High School, and he may be forcibly dismissed before the contract expires, and Japanese teachers have the saying that "retirement before the contract expires, and the pension will be reduced", and it is inevitable that the other party's life will become increasingly difficult.

But when Kitagawa Temple communicated with the other party on the phone, he could still feel Ryo Sato's enthusiasm that had not yet dissipated.

Ryo Sato lives in apartment No. 265. It is the innermost place with the worst lighting.

Just looking at the outside environment is so bad, how good can the treatment of the single room in the apartment inside?

Beichuan Temple shook his head, pulled his scarf, and after confirming that his appearance had not been lost, he walked upstairs and went deep into the apartment room of No. 265 to stand still.

Knock knock.

He reached out and knocked on the apartment's security door, stood outside and waited for a while.

The door didn't open, as if there was no one in the room at all.

“...？” Kitagawa Temple.

The air was silent, and Apartment 265, which had been isolated from the light, seemed to fall into a deeper darkness.

This atmosphere is obviously wrong, and the ominous premonition in Beichuan Temple's heart is getting stronger and stronger.

From the depths of the room in front of him, there was a faint smell of blood!

"Mr. Sato!"

Bang bang bang!

Beichuan Temple couldn't help but reach out and slap on the anti-theft iron door, and this loud sound quickly attracted the dissatisfaction of the residents next to it.

Soon, a tall, middle-aged man with a thin figure opened the door and looked at him impatiently:

"What's the noise? Even if it's not so loud, Sato can hear it! I remember yesterday he brought a young woman into his house, tsk, now I guess I can't get up, right? ”

The tall, middle-aged man said mockingly.

"Young woman?" Beichuan Temple's subordinates stopped moving, and looked at it with a cold gaze:

"What young woman? Name? Looks? Appearance? What do you know? ”

He approached the tall, middle-aged man, and his voice was cold.

"I..." The tall middle-aged man looked impatient, and he was going to send Beichuan Temple away directly, but he was stared at by Beichuan Temple Mori Han's gaze, and the whole heart trembled, and his voice stammered.

"I—I don't know, that guy Sato just had a little contact with that woman yesterday... I haven't seen him bring anyone else over on a regular day..."

"What does that woman look like?"

“... It was too dark for me to see clearly... It should not be tall and carry a large travel bag."

Kitagawa Temple's gaze made the tall man's scalp tingle, and he swallowed his saliva before speaking.