Parks, benches, street lights.

The dim light was shining on the bench, and Misato Tomie sat in the bench with hot coffee in hand. The deep night is intertwined with the obscure light, but you can still feel her charm.

It's just that at this moment, she seems to be a vague figure in a distant bronze mirror.

People can only feel, but can't see her facial features exactly.

"Sure enough, it's better for me to take a look at it myself."

Words suddenly appeared, breaking the silence in the park. At the same time, Lan Sui's figure walked from the darkness to the light, and his eyes were on Misato Tomie between the chairs.

At this moment, the bronze mirror was broken.

The Mirror Woman appeared in the present world, her thin lips flirtatious, and she curved in a beautiful arc. Looking at the man in front of him, he asked:

"Coffee?" Misato Tomie lifted another unopened coffee can from the bench.

"Is there tea?"

Lan asked hypocritically.

"Unfortunately, not."

"Oh."

Lan Sui nodded, took the coffee can, opened it, and sat down beside Misato Tomie.

The slightly warm temperature of the can in his hand and the warm feeling in his stomach all let Lan Sui know that this can of coffee had just been bought.

He turned his face sideways and asked:

"You know I'm coming?"

"Probably."

"Why?"

"Why did you come to me?"

"Heh~"

Lan Sui ended this mutually tentative remark with a sneer. The coffee was already a little cold, and Lan Sui didn't want to waste any more time, so he asked:

"Who is Misato Tomie who killed people on the other side of the city?"

"What the hell is your purpose?"

"How many more are there in Misato Tomie?"

Lan Sui asked quickly and continuously, and he was not afraid that Misato Tomie would not understand.

However, in the face of Lan Sui's question, her eyes were empty. It seems to be placed on the edge of the distant city, as if it is the endless sky.

"Misato Tomie." She muttered to herself.

"Misato Tomie, Misato Tomie, Misato Tomie." She turned her head suddenly, her dark eyes staring at Lan Sui, and asked:

"What the hell is Misato Tomie?"

"I don't know." Lan Sui shook his head.

"Well, I don't know."

She laughed, as innocent as a child.

"You're playing a pantomime?"

"It's not." She pulled her hair as if she were seducing, like a normal move.

"Misato Tomie is a girl who was forced by her father when she was 13 years old. Or was it a poor person who was killed by his mother and a perverted murderer who killed his husband and daughter?

Or, when you are conscious, you see your hands and feet slowly sawed off and you can't take a human shape. ”

By the way, her mother was watching at that time. And he was looking at me with a look of disgust. She said with a calm face.

"I didn't do anything wrong, so why was I punished like this?"

She, Misato Tomie asked Lan Sui like this.

"Who knows."

Lan Sui shrugged, "Happiness is always similar, and unfortunate people always have all kinds of misfortunes. ”

His ten fingers slowly approached, slightly together, "Fate, coincidence, creation makes people, sometimes there is very little that you can do." But sometimes it's a lot. ”

"If you choose to resist when you are 13 years old, it will not be what will happen later, and if you can defeat your family, you will not have to die later."

"Character determines fate, and many times self-pity is useless."

Listening to Lan Sui's words, Misato Tomie was silent for a while and asked, "Will there be a good result in rebellion?" ”

"Maybe it's useless, like I'm going to kill you now, and you can't resist." Lan then said the brutal result.

"What......"

Before he could finish speaking, Misato Tomie felt his consciousness slowly turn dark like an old TV turned off.

"Liar."

"Bang."

Misato Tomie's body collapsed on the bench.

"It's not a liar, it's just that sympathy or something is too boring." Lan Sui stood up, patted the placket of his shirt, and turned to walk away.

"Besides, you don't think you're going to give me any exact answers."

After saying that, Lan Sui left the park.

Misato Tomie's body will naturally be picked up.

"Mr. Lan Sui, you are really ......"

It is estimated that someone has already told Anshi Xing the information about the death of Misato Tomie, who is under control. There was such a whining sound in Lan Sui's headphones.

"She won't say it."

"I know that, but maybe there's something else ......."

"Studied by you?" Lan Sui asked.

“……”

There was a long silence on the other end of the line.

"Alright, tell me. Did you find anything on the spot? Lan Sui broke the silence and asked.

"It's still the same, the blood-colored flowers on the other side, and the killing of relatives among each other. Traces of Misato Tomie's residence were found in the home, and there was a contemptuous smile she smiled at the camera. ”

An Shixing said to Lan Sui about the investigation of the new site.

"So, there really are other Misato Tomie?" Lan Sui asked.

"Looks like it should be."

"Keep the search."

After saying this, Lan Sui hung up the phone.

There seems to be no end to this incident. Misato Tomie reappeared after his death, and another Misato Tomie crime appeared again after being monitored.

It is difficult to judge if it is not finished.

It's like a tangled ball of threads, making it difficult to sort out the clues.

Lan Sui suddenly felt tired.

Obviously, this incident did not take more than five days to touch, but the complexity of it is unimaginable. He wanted to take a break.

In any case, we can only wait for Misato Tomie to reappear.

Waiting for the moment when she could actually kill her.

Then, Lan Sui went back to the Taoist temple and waited.

Then, he waited for a long time.

Then, before I knew it, I was waiting for the middle of summer.

。。。。。。。

"Suijun."

"Suijun."

"Suijun, it seems that the Taoist temple has no condoms."

"Oh, I'll buy it."

Naturally, I wanted to stand up. Smoke decisively saw the opportunity and used the stumbling leg of the bear child!

"Bang!"

As a kind of magic skill that can cause the enemy to fall as long as it is used, even if it is as strong as Lan Sui, it can only fall to the floor without any doubt.

This fall seemed to wake Lan Sui up.

"What did you just say?" Lan Sui asked, touching his somewhat reddened nose.

"Suijun, while you are about to become a college student, you have increased the waste rate of college students in Quandongying by a large margin. I'm thinking about how I can help you celebrate such a feat. ”

The woman with an indifferent expression said so.

Rolling his eyes, Lan Sui seemed to be immune to this kind of complaint.

He turned over and said, "Summer is supposed to be the season for people to be able to lie in an air-conditioned room, watch TV and eat watermelon, what's wrong?" ”

"However, it is your fault that your waste virus is also transmitted to other people without accident."

With a swipe of his white fingers, he saw that the entire living room seemed to be under attack, and many people were lying on top of various positions.

There were women with long black hair and waist-length, girls of seven or eight years old, and several women in bathrobes lying under the air conditioner, as if they were dead.

"It's not my fault."

Lan Sui shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window, the incandescent light had already baked the woods outside a yellowish hue.

"It's just that this summer seems to be very abnormal~"