4-1 [World A: Dawn Halberd Perspective]

December 9th.

I received a message during class.

The girl had woken up. - It's the long-haired girl who mutters the name "Origa".

I don't know why she knew my name, or even what happened.

But this morning I saw a bad news about a shooting at a bank in the western ward of Sensugi, and the manager in charge of human resources was killed. Looking at the location again, it was indeed the place at that time. Now that it's been on the news, it means that the information is at least partially public.

Not surprisingly, I was also summoned by the police, presumably as an eyewitness. But why today, and they didn't even tell me the location.

There was an address attached to the text message, I glanced at it, and found that it was the West District Hospital, and I could find that place with my eyes closed, but don't underestimate Qianshantong.

I didn't expect that I was a person who could feel complacent even about such a trivial matter.

"Fold, don't look at your phone in class."

In front of me, chalk all the way across my shoulder. By the way, it's in class. Even if you go to university, it is a student's duty to attend classes. The teacher is our economics teacher, Mu Qianzhi.

He was quite tall, thin, with black eyes, and liked to wear a doctor-like white coat, and when I first met him, I thought he was a teacher in the infirmary.

"If it's a text message from a girlfriend, it doesn't matter."

He added one more sentence, causing the class to laugh. Overall, his course is still interesting, the course of political economy is relatively boring, and if he were to be taught by a teacher who reads from the textbook, he may fall asleep for half a piece.

Thanks to his yellow jokes and stand-up comedy, he drove away the sleepiness of the students. In this sense, I still like his classes.

“…… Sorry teacher. ”

I apologized.

There was a part of the class where we were asked to discuss the formation of average profits in groups in the vicinity.

Sitting behind me was a girl named 'Huang Xiyu', why do I remember her name? You know, many people don't know the names of many of their classmates after graduating from college. I'm a freshman year, it's December, and the school starts in September, so it's only been 4 months, and most of the classes are in large classes. To be honest, I can't remember a lot of people's names, and that's one of the things that makes college different from high school.

However, Huang Xiyu is deeply imprinted in his mind. The reason for this is because she is too 'good'. How good is she? He is currently the vice president of the student council, the champion of the speech contest, the runner-up of the recitation contest, the top of the freshman school sports meeting, and not only that, but also almost most of the school evenings. can be said to be the most popular figure in the school, it should be said that it is strange not to know her.

Such a person sat right behind me - it's funny.

Of course, this is just a coincidence, as the seats at the university are different for every class......

I feel terrible. Huang Xiyu alone will not make me feel so bad, but it is an honor to sit in front of such outstanding student representatives. But when it comes to being in groups, it's not a pleasant thing to discuss problems with [them] as a group. The reason for this is that -

To my right, there is another person, although she is not tall, but she is delicate, her dress style is fresh and clean, she is a girl who will make people feel comfortable, her name is Su Hongyuan. Why do I remember her name again? Unfortunately, for the same reason as just now - because she is too 'good'. The runner-up in the speech competition, the champion of the recitation competition, and the freshman school sports meeting are among the best. Just now I said that Xiyu hosted most of the parties, and the reason why it was the majority was because the rest of the parties and activities were hosted by Su Hongyuan.

These two people almost monopolized the activities of the school, not only the freshmen, but even the seniors felt the crisis.

In economic terms, the two of them are oligopolies.

These two 'excellent' people, plus me, and two melon-eating people, a five-person discussion group, is not pleasant.

Because - they will lift each other's bars.

"I think the average profit is formed because of ........."

"No, according to Marx's data......"

"I disagree with your opinion......"

"In my humble opinion......"

Sure enough, they argued so passionately that I had no room to interject.

After school in the afternoon, I took the bus to the West End Hospital.

I rarely get sick, so naturally I rarely come here for personal reasons. After explaining the situation to the nurse on duty, I was taken to room 503.

Opening the door, I saw the girl of that day-

There were also two men in police uniforms.

“……”

"Broken Halberd ——?"

See, the girl was so excited that if she wasn't in bed, she might even run over and hug me.

"Hello."

Hello is a universal opening phrase.

I was greeting the two men in police uniforms.

"Hello, we're the police."

The stocky middle-aged man showed me a copy of the papers.

Behind the middle-aged man stood a young policeman of medium stature, who looked quite young with a notepad in his hand.

"Mountain...... Officer Mountain? Hello. ”

I only saw that the surname was Shan, so I called him Officer Shan.

"My name is Zhang Manai, and I am a new police officer."

"Needless to say about the second half."

Officer Mountain reminded.

"Full of love ......? The name is interesting. Yes...... Hello. ”

I bowed and greeted.

"We sent the text message, and I asked you to come here to talk to you."

Officer Mountain said slowly.

"Why are you in the hospital?"

"We also want to talk to this girl at the same time."

"This girl ......"

Needless to say, he was referring to the girl sitting on the bed—

"I don't even know your name."

I said to the girl.

"You...... Forgot about me? ”

Her face was full of disbelief and she looked rather lost.

"I'm sorry...... However, I can't find any memories of you......"

"I'm Kawanayuki—Mingxue! Your best childhood friend——"

She patted the bed and said.

Childhood? What is she talking about? I'm not impressed at all-

"Come here—"

“？”

I followed her instructions and crouched in front of her.

“？”

I saw her putting her palm in my face. There is a keychain hanging from the finger, and a pendant hangs from the keychain -

"Stone God Pendant?"

This is an ordinary stone god pendant, seven years ago, the "Evil Dragon" manga was all the rage, and as soon as the animated version appeared, the "stone" wind blew more and more fiercely, almost to the point that everyone knew about it.

Zizi——————————

？！

Suddenly, I felt 'abnormal', this feeling, the feeling I had when I saw [the future] - but I didn't have a picture of the 'future' in my head. Instead, thinking stopped for a while, and my eyes went dark, and my brain felt like it was being forcibly filled with something—

"Ah——?!h

I suddenly screamed.

"Are you-Kawanayuki?!"

I suddenly remembered something, and it was as if I had just woken up from the depths of my memory. It's like rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something, but you accidentally find it, which is strange.

"Why...... I'll forget. Do you have some magic? ”

I held Mingyuki's hand tightly and kept shaking it up and down.

"Wow - how did you become so pretty! I remember you used to be a very boyish guy, and I didn't even know you were a girl for a long time. Ah, yes, remember that summer vacation, that park in the West End, that park, yes, yes, at that time—"

I said a lot of things in a daze.

"Ahem, sorry...... I'm sorry to disturb your touching reunion, but I have more important things to say. ”

Officer Mountain interrupted.

"Huh? What do you say is more important than that? ”

I suddenly turned my head and glared at the officer, and I immediately noticed that something was wrong.

Oops, if you are not careful, the weakness of irritability is exposed again.

"I'm sorry. Say it. ”

I apologized, and he didn't mind.

"Ahem, that's right. Zhang, bring something over. ”

"Okay."

"I'm sure you've heard about it, too. Two days ago, a shooting occurred at the branch of Qianshan Bank on Ping'an Road in the western district, resulting in the death of a personnel manager. ”

"Hmm."

"According to the surveillance, the murderer was wrapped in black clothes, there were no street lights on that road, and to be honest, it was difficult for the surveillance video to provide useful clues."

It's not that there are no street lights, it's just that the street lights are broken.

"The murderer shot the victim in the manager's room on the second floor, and then on the way downstairs, he bumped into the girl who was now lying on the bed - Kawanayuki. I don't know for what purpose this girl also went to the bank. ”

"I just explained it...... I just happened to look for something because I dropped something in front of the bank. ”

Mingxue explained.

"Ah, it seems to be."

"It seems to mean something, it is."

"The killer shot the little girl because of this."

The mountain police officer called Mingxue a little girl.

"Maybe it wasn't clear, it didn't hit the point, the bullet just grazed the body. So you see she's lively and jumping around now. ”

Officer Mountain teased Mingxue angrily.

I didn't expect Officer Shan to look old, but his thoughts and language are quite young, is this the so-called 'childlike heart'?

“…… You wished I would never wake up. ”

"Is the blood on the ground this guy's?"

I asked, and I was naturally referring to Kawanayuki.

"Ah, that's right. How do you know there's blood in the ground? ”

Officer Mountain pierced me with a piercing gaze.

"Because I've been in, I guess you can see it from the surveillance."

I replied without fear.

"No, there is no surveillance installed at the corner downstairs. However, you can be seen from the surveillance on the street outside. ”

"So what."

"Of course, if that person is really you. 】”

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

Officer Mountain said with a smile. This man looks kind and always smiles, but he is unbelievably shrewd, worthy of a policeman.

"However, a strange place happened, and there was more than one bloodstain at the scene of the crime."

“……”

I remembered that the blood stains at the scene did have strange creases, and it didn't look like it came from the same person.

"What's going on?"

"I'll leave it to the little girl to explain."

The mountain police officer pointed to Kawanayuki.

"Ah...... This one. ”

The famous snow wraps around the head.

"Well, the situation at that time was more complicated, and it was a long story."

"Let's make a long story short."

"To put it simply, I was carrying a fruit knife with me. After being shot in the waist, I subconsciously pulled out my knife and stabbed the man in black. ”

“……”

"I remember slashing something and my hands were covered in blood. [Frightened] immediately retreated and hid. ”

"What about the fruit knives at that time?"

"Looking at the blood on my hands, I was scared and threw it away. Listening to the voice later, it seems that it was picked up by the murderer. ”

“……”

"I only dared to come out when I heard his (her) footsteps in the distance, and then fell down from the entrance of the building because of the pain, and this fall met you, my true destiny."

It's not funny, she said.

"That's about it."

"Got it? Little boy. ”

In other words, another pool of blood belonged to the murderer himself. Wouldn't that make it easy, just compare the DNA ......?"

"If it were that simple, we wouldn't have to have such a headache."

“？”

Isn't it that simple?

I felt something unusual.

"So—what happened."

"The weird place is here."

Officer Mountain cleared his throat and said to me solemnly.

"Another puddle of bloodstained DNA, no matter how you test it—didn't have it."

“…… What does it mean to 'no'. ”

"Comparing the DNA banks across the country, none of them have a match rate of more than 10%. In other words, there is no such person. ”

“……”

How is this possible.

"Traces of blood left by non-existent people."

This is no joke.

“…… Could it be a paranormal event? Or that the murderer has superpowers. ”

"You're amazing."

"What do you mean?"

I asked rhetorically.

"You're right about one possibility—superpowers."

“……”

"There really are superpowers in this world, and only superpowers can explain the situation."

"A superpower that specializes in faking bloodstains? That's useless. ”

"It's a pity that most of the superpowers discovered now are such useless things."

"Not necessarily."

I said. After all, even if I am a 'superpower', I can see the future, which is a real thing, and for me, it is also a useful ability.

"It's not the superpower of forging bloodstains, it's better to say, it's something more magical."

"What do you mean?"

"The following information comes from the 'Hong Kong Society', an organization that specializes in investigating superpowers. However, these things are confidential, and I can't tell you. ”

Officer Mountain said with a smile, as if there was something hidden in his smile.

"Since you say so......"

I understood what he meant.

"Ah...... Unless, you assist us. ”

"Assistance?"

"yes, look into this with us."

"Why am I assisting you?"

"One, although you claim to be an eyewitness, in our case, all the people involved in the case will be defined as suspects."

"Then I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of shadows."

"Second, I think you'll agree. [God of the Future, Xi Fold Halberd]. ”

Officer Shan placed a photocopied A4 piece of paper in front of me, with the words 'Hong Kong Association' printed in the upper left corner, and the paper was full of information about me, [including my ability to predict the future——]

"Need more reasons?"

He laughs.

"No, I agree."

"That's great. I'll start with some clues about the scene - in the manager's room, the victim of the shooting left a string of death messages. Xiao Zhang, show it to him. ”

Officer Shan said that at this time, a young police officer named Zhang Manai rummaged through the bag in a panic to find the photo, and one accidentally fell to the ground with the photo and the information. So I crouched down and helped pick up the photos.

"Is this the death message?"

It was a string of numbers, rather scribbled, but you could still make it clear when you read it carefully

“8992969。”

Officer Mountain said.

The numbers were written in the notebook with a water-based pen, and the notebook fell to the ground, soaked in a sea of blood.

“……”

That's right.

I frowned and looked at other photos, the manager's office was just an ordinary office, and the scene was still quite messy. The bloodstain next to the notebook takes on a strange shape.

"Eh, I'm stupid to ask, did you find the victim's phone?"

I said slowly.