Not caring about the situation on Kasumi's side, Kitagawa Temple closed the song card box and sat in the back seat with a plastic bag of wild vegetables.

Watching Beichuan Temple get on the bus, the driver in front subconsciously asked:

"Is that okay? Mr. Kitagawa? ”

He didn't quite understand it.

As Sugi's trusted driver, he also knew that Sugi had spent a lot of effort investigating Kamiyo Kami's current address.

Originally, he thought that Beichuan Temple would definitely make some big moves this time, and no matter how bad it was, he would give some financial assistance to Kasumi Kasumi.

But I didn't expect Beichuan Temple to just have a meal in the restaurant opened by the other party, give a song card, buy some wild vegetables and come out.

He was still thinking about it, and then he saw Kitagawa Temple in the rearview mirror staring at him indifferently.

The deep look made the driver hurriedly lower his head:

"I'm really sorry, I'm just a little curious, if there is any offense to Mr. Kitagawa, I'll apologize now."

"......" Kitagawa Temple.

Hearing the other party's words, Beichuan Temple retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the small restaurant that had been left behind and said, "What she needs is not financial assistance. More than that, all she needed was relief in her heart. ”

“... Is that so? The driver in front of him didn't seem to understand.

Yes.

Kasumi Kamiyo is already happy enough, with a brand new family and a husband who loves her, this is already a happy scene that she could never dream of.

But under this happiness, she still hides a sense of guilt for Kazudai Xiangli in her heart.

This guilt is like the deepest curse, so that Kasumi Kamiyo can't achieve further happiness at all.

But Kamiyo Kazuri itself has completely passed away, and it is very difficult to untie the knot in Kazumi's heart.

In such a situation, Beichuan Temple can only give her a key to get out of the guilt.

And the song card of Kamidai Xiangli is a good choice.

Of course, Kitagawa Temple was not so generous, and gave all the song cards to Kamishiro Kasumi, and he just took one out of it and handed it to Kamiyo Kasumi.

And the other party's reaction was exactly what Kitagawa Temple expected.

I also hope that she can really get out of the shadow of Kari's death.

Beichuan Temple shook off the messy thoughts, and asked in a low voice, "How long do you have to get to the next place?" ”

"Ahh There's still about half an hour. The driver glanced at the distance and reported for Kitagawa Temple: "According to the investigation, the god of Kamiyogen at this point in time should be at home." ”

"Really?" Beichuan Temple nodded, and ordered as if he remembered something: "If you can be as fast as possible, it's troublesome." ”

He also promised Eri Kitagawa to go home early after taking care of things, but there was no time to waste in such a place.

"I see."

The driver in front responded.

Under the cover of night, black business vehicles quickly swept by.

About twenty minutes later, the van stopped at a cheap rental apartment.

Kitagawa Temple stepped out of the car, his eyes flashing.

According to the information provided to him by Sugi Hara, the place where Kamiyogen lived was apartment No. 2204 on the second floor.

As for now...

Kitagawa Temple looked at the lights of apartment No. 2204 on the second floor and walked over without hurrying.

As for the people who were called by Sugi Log, they were all arranged by Beichuan Temple to wait for his signal downstairs.

After all, he can solve all the things alone, and he doesn't have to be so excited.

Kitagawa Temple soon came to the front of the room in apartment No. 2204.

He could hear the noise of men and men coming from the room of the apartment.

It is also mixed with some ugly foul language and vulgar words.

This made Beichuan Temple subconsciously frown.

He groaned, and he was still thinking about reaching out and ringing the doorbell, but after looking for a while, he found that the infrastructure of the apartment was so poor that there was no doorbell.

This made Kitagawa Temple have to pat the door of apartment No. 2204.

He banged on the door so loudly that it immediately attracted the attention of the people inside.

The sound of scolding came from far and near, and suddenly came to the door.

With the crisp sound of the door opening, a middle-aged man with a fat face was already standing at the door.

As soon as he saw Beichuan Temple, he showed an impatient look: "There is no sales here, you can find a home." ”

It seems that the other party is the kind of person who regards Beichuan Temple as a door-to-door salesman.

The fat-faced middle-aged man was about to close the door after leaving these words, but what the middle-aged man didn't expect was that the young man in front of him suddenly asked, "Are you Shendaigen?" ”

Kamidaigen?

The middle-aged man frowned: "What are you looking for a god to do on his behalf?" ”

His rhetorical question made Beichuan Temple can't help but glance at the house number.

No. 2204.

Yes, this is the room where Kamidaigen is, and there can be no mistake.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple said calmly: "I have something to deal with with Shendaigen, since you are not Shendaigen, then please get out of the way." ”

Beichuan Temple's righteous words made the middle-aged man grin uncontrollably, he bared his teeth, and looked extremely vicious: "Boy, even if you know that guy from the gods, I advise you to be respectful, because I-"

The fat-faced middle-aged man stopped in the middle of his words.

for he saw... Kitagawa Temple took out the hand that was hidden behind him.

And in the palm of his hand, he was holding a huge hammer of Hesse.

The terrifying look that can only be seen in horror movies made the fierce expression on the middle-aged man's face fade in an instant.

He pointed to the room and said with a straight face, "It's inside!" Kamidai, that guy is inside! ”

He couldn't wait to take out all his heart's nests and let Beichuan Temple see his loyalty.

For this kind of man who sees the wind and rudders, Beichuan Temple also kicked his ass with a calm expression.

Boom!!!

"Why are you hitting me when I said everything!?"

The middle-aged fat-faced man let out a cry of pain.

Beichuan Temple knocked the ground with a hammer with a loud bang, and asked indifferently:

"Do you have an opinion?"

"Nope!"

The middle-aged fat-faced man shook his head vigorously.

Beichuan Temple didn't bother to pay attention to this living treasure, and walked into the room with a movement of his feet.

And seeing this inexplicable young man rushing into the room with a sledgehammer, the middle-aged fat-faced man also moved his mind.

If one person can't beat it, then add three people inside... This should have been fought anyway, right?

He was thinking about it when he heard 'Bang! Boom! Boom! At the same time, there were men's voices begging for mercy.

But with a few crisp sounds of bones cracking, the room was quiet again.

This quiet... made the middle-aged fat man break out in a cold sweat and run down his face.

"Killed, killed?!"

He covered his mouth, and his face turned pale for a moment.

After putting on his shoes indiscriminately, he rushed out of room 2204, took out his mobile phone and called the police in desperation.

"Hello? Is it the police? Listen to me—"

......

About ten minutes later, the shrill alarm bell of the police car sounded downstairs, and several policemen walked out of it.

This sudden occurrence caused the tenants to come out of the room a little strangely, watching the inexplicable scene of the big night.

But the middle-aged fat man obviously can't manage so much.

He rushed over without hesitation, grabbed the policeman's shoulders with his fat hands, and pointed to room 2204 with a panicked expression: "It's me who called the police!" Something went wrong inside! A young man rushed in with a hammer... Killed! Already killed! ”

Seeing the middle-aged fat man's nervous expression, the policemen's faces suddenly became much more solemn.

Without hesitation, one of the male policemen said, "Don't panic, tell us in detail what happened." ”

Under the words of the male policeman, the fat man could only open his mouth to explain what happened, and then he added anxiously: "That murderer has been in for ten minutes!" What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and get in! ”

What this fat man said also made sense.

A young murderer has been in for ten minutes, and now he has to find a way to protect the safety of the general public.

Considering that the other party had a murder weapon in his hand and that he might have killed a small victim, the police commander who was present did not hesitate to allow the use of the firearm.

While protecting the middle-aged fat man in front of them, the police carefully stepped into room 2204.

It's a cramped room.

The smell of expired food fills the air.

The already unpleasant smell and the stench of alcohol emanating from the room made the officers frown.

But they also kept their pace, approaching the living room step by step, and finally-

Then pinch the pistol and get inside!

"Give up resistance! We are the police! ”

In an instant, they pointed their police pistols at their targets in the room, looking nervous.

Who is the murderer?!

Thoughts crossed their minds.

And then—

The scene in the room freezes in front of you.

There is no 'brain, broken bones, and human flesh' as middle-aged fat men say.

In the living room of the room, there were only a few drunken middle-aged people and a young man with a calm face.

The sight made the officers blink in disbelief.

Then they all looked at the fat man who was also dumbfounded, and asked in cold voices, "Sir, how should the current situation be explained?" ”

Uh-

The middle-aged fat man opened his mouth wide.

He parted the police in dismay, pulled the man sitting around the table, and asked with a surprised expression, "Why didn't you die?" Why aren't you dead yet? I was just outside and heard your screaming..."

As soon as the fat man said this, the man who was pulled up by him was not happy.

He slapped off the other party's palm, and asked incomprehensibly: "I want to ask you, Brother Beichuan came to give us wine, why did you still stop people outside the door?" Also call the police? ”

Well????

The fat man was stunned.

Door-to-door delivery?

Stuck at the door?

Also call the police?

He couldn't help but touch his ass.

My ass still hurts a little.

It can't be a delusion, right?

But... These fox friends sitting around looked at themselves with a confused expression.

This made the fat man a little confused.

Could it be that he was drunk? Acupuncture treats other people's wine givers as murderers?

Isn't this scientific?

"Is it really a wine delivery guy?" The fat man asked.

"Kubo, you're really drinking too much, aren't you?" A lean man next to him answered helplessly.

He was still dazed, and the policeman behind him also spoke calmly: "Sir, you are making a false alarm, which is a serious waste of police resources." According to the current situation, we need you to come to our police station tomorrow to make a record, there should be no problem, right? ”

This police brother is also quite professional, and he can maintain a calm tone in this situation.

The fat man opened his mouth, feeling that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of a reason, so he nodded: "I... I know. ”

He couldn't help but glance at Beichuan Temple, which was sitting upright in the living room, and scratched his head.

I guess I'm really confused, right?

"Thank you for your cooperation." The policeman said something briefly, then glanced at the scene again and confirmed that there was no gambling before closing the group and leaving.

When these policemen left, the fat middle-aged man sat down with an unhappy face, he looked at his fox friends and dogs, and was angry: "Since it's the little brother who delivers wine to the door, then you will tell me in advance?!" Otherwise, it wouldn't have happened! ”

"It's good that the police didn't ask me to take notes today."

He sat down with a curse on his lips and reached out to take another sip of wine.

But after a while.

The fat man realized that something didn't seem right.

No one in the room spoke, except for Kitagawa Temple, who had a cold face, and everyone was looking at them with an extremely desperate expression.

After a long while, the lean man asked in a trembling voice, "Why didn't you go with the police?!" ”

His voice was hoarse, his face pale, and he no longer had the expression he had just had.

"Huh? What do you mean by that? Do you wish I had died? The fat man slammed his glass on the table: "Or do you want to leave me for a drink?" I tell you! There are no doors! ”

His behavior made the faces of several other men even more ugly.

And at this time, Beichuan Temple, who had not spoken, finally spoke.

He asked coldly, "Who told you that I came here to deliver wine?" ”

"Uh... So who are...? The fat man opened his mouth.

Beichuan Temple did not answer the fat man this time, but just stretched out his index finger and pointed to the table with an expressionless face.

Under the table –

"What's it?"

The fat man couldn't help but lower his head.

There is no doubt that there are inferior tatami mats under the tabletop, and the tatami mats have turned black with hair, but they are still not cleaned.

And on top of this tatami mat, there is something.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes that were confused by drunkenness.

That's a 'person'.

Only the upper body remains, a body full of blue and white, and the bones are twisted in an incredible arc.

At this time.

The human body is clinging to his lower body.

Vicious eyes.

Staring at him deadly—

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