Chapter Seventy-Nine. Yuki Sakura
Before Yuki Sakura could shout, he was knocked down on the steering wheel by the person behind him.
Who is this person? What does he want to do?
Yuki Sakura didn't panic like ordinary women, and her calmness as an anatomist allowed her to quickly analyze the situation in front of her-
Boom!
But the other party obviously didn't intend to leave time for Sakura Yuki, her hair was pinched up by the other party, her head hit the steering wheel hard, and blood oozed from her forehead.
"Hehe... Now I guess there will be a scar on my forehead in the future. Sakura Yuki laughed twice, but there was no fear in his voice.
Yes - this is an extremely terrifying scene for ordinary women, but in front of Sakura Yuki, it is like a child playing at home.
"By car, let's go to Sucha High School." A calm male voice rang out.
"Sucha High School?" Yuki Sakura, whose hands were tied, barely raised his head: "What kind of place is that?" I've never heard of it. ”
She tried to see what the other person looked like in the rearview mirror, but found nothing, most of the other party's face was covered with a mask and a hooded trench coat.
It's just that there seems to be a bulging place in the neck, and I don't know what is stuffed in it.
The person behind the "......" did not speak.
After a while, Sakura Yuki only felt that the horizon in front of him was spinning, and then his vision went black, and the whole person was unconscious.
Before closing her eyes, she saw the cold and hard young man who took off his mask and came to the driver's seat.
North... Kitagawa –
Yuki Sakura opened his mouth, and the whole person finally fell into a complete stupor.
......
Yuki Sakura only felt that he had had a dream for a long time.
It's as if the previous life was all fake.
When Ishikawa Kaito was instructed to kill the first person... When I killed the first person with my own hands... When I set fire to everyone in Class B for the second year...
She knew what she was doing from the beginning,
I also know that doing so is not in line with the moral and ethical views in my mind.
But in the end, she had nothing but the tyrannical emotions surging in her heart and the desire that she couldn't fill.
Everyone can only see Yuki Sakira, who has performed well in the school year, but not Yuki Sakura.
Obviously, she and Sakira Yuki are both 'Yuki'...
The family is too... The father was an alcoholic all day long, and the mother was abused against himself.
I see... The world is neither black nor white, just plain gray...
Gray high school days, gray childhood...
Resentment turns into hatred, and hatred turns into murderous intent—
Yuki Sakura opened his eyes, only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his head.
It seems that Beichuan Temple made a heavy hand just now, which made her still a little dizzy.
Yuki Sakura tried to move, but she soon found herself tied to a student chair.
"But why...?" Yuki Sakura thought it was incredible.
The student chair under her was obviously just a simple movable student chair, but why did she feel like she was stuck to the ground, and she didn't move no matter how hard she struggled?
And where is this? ’
Yuki Sakura couldn't help but raise his head.
The white-gray walls were cracked, and overhead was a blackened ceiling that had been completely blackened.
The skin of the wall is peeling off, and mildew spots are falling all around, like twisted smiling faces.
The cold moonlight just shone on Sakura Yuki's body, and the dark shadows stretched into several—
The burnt smell rushed straight to his nose, making Sakura Yuki feel a little difficult to breathe.
Only now did she finally understand her situation.
Half of his original easy-to-use complexion faded, and memories that Sakura Yuki never wanted to mention again appeared in his mind.
Her legs were shaking and bouncing, like a patient with epilepsy.
The hoarse and trembling syllables were squeezed out:
"Here、This is Sucha 2nd Year Class B?!"
The scars of the past are revealed.
"I don't like going to school, it's just a big claustrophobic space."
"If my father doesn't like me, why did he give birth to me in the first place?"
"Sakura Yuki, spelled さくらゆき, romanized is sakura yuki."
"I have my own name."
Itchy... It's so itchy... It's so itchy –
Yuki Sakura felt a faint burning sensation coming from the birthmark on his arm.
This is the same as it was ten years ago.
"But Sucha High School is very different from ten years ago." Kitagawa Temple's cold voice sounded behind Sakura Yuki.
Yuki Sakura wanted to go back to see Kitagawa Temple, but she didn't have the ability to turn her head like an owl, so she had to give up.
"There's nothing you want to ask?" Kitagawa Temple looked at Yuki Sakura in front of him, and his voice was flat.
"Huh...... Does it make sense to ask these words? Q: How did you guess it was mine? Q: How do you know? I was mentally prepared from the start. There is no point in asking such a thing at all... Besides, Beichuan, you're also a person who doesn't talk nonsense, right? Yuki Sakura couldn't help but struggle.
The burning and itching sensation in her arm continued as she continued:
"But there's one thing, I just can't understand, why every time an incident happens, there are always you on the scene?"
Sakura Yuki couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand how he was like he had bumped into Kitagawa Temple, and he couldn't shake him off.
"......" Beichuan Temple was silent for a while and said succinctly, "I can see the spirits. ”
"Really? I see. Is that why you've always been able to be at the scene of a murder? Sakura Yuki was stunned for a moment, and then quickly accepted.
Although this statement is not very scientific, and ordinary people will not be so easy to accept, but Sakura Yuki has never been a normal person, and she has been wandering away from the boundary between life and death all year round, and it seems that she has already touched the hidden world......
Yuki Sakura laughed.
The woman seemed to be particularly fond of laughing.
"Did you kill Ryo Sato?" Kitagawa Temple asked.
"Almost... I got the fact from Ryoko that you asked her to go through Ryo Sato's contact information, and then I came to Hachiyama City before you and attacked Ryo Sato... Mr. Sato... What a nice guy. Sakura Yuki looked far away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile:
"That man... After knowing that it was me, he invited me to his house for dinner, saying that he wanted to make something delicious for me... Obviously, life is so embarrassing, and there is still the same enthusiasm as back then. ”
"But you killed him anyway." Kitagawa Temple's words are still straightforward, like a knife without mercy.
"I pounced on him from behind, and the scalpel was inserted into the throat, and Mr. Sato struggled on the ground for a long time before he died." Yuki Sakura wanted to reach out and gesture, but because her hands were tied, she could only shrug her shoulders and say.
"You asked Ishikawa Kaito to go to the Kamiya family? You sent me the arm? Kitagawa Temple asked again with an expressionless face.
Sakura Yuki happily replied: "I asked Ishikawa to go for both things, but that guy is still too stupid to think of going to ambush you alone, but you caught him instead." ”
Sakura Yuki's mentality quickly adjusted, and her sanity and clear speech made others think she was a normal person when they saw it.
She paused and said, "Originally, I wanted to attack you for a long time, but Beichuan-kun, you are too difficult, and there are no flaws in the whole process... And I don't necessarily beat you, so I've dragged it on until today, alas—I knew how good it would have been to burn down that hotel. ”
Yuki Sakura smiled violently, and said crazy words that ordinary people couldn't understand in the same tone as an old friend.
In her eyes, it was as if people were no longer human, just meat animals hanging in the slaughterhouse to kill at will.
Whether it is a former teacher or an innocent high school student walking on the road, she can do it without changing her face.
Maybe Yuki Sakura has already gone crazy, or maybe Kitagawa Temple is just the first person to see her sick and crazy side...
Maybe there shouldn't be so many in this world.