I immediately helped Kirishima call the police and an ambulance, and comforted the children who witnessed the accident, mainly the three children with phobias.

And I immediately ran downstairs.

Unfortunately, before the ambulance arrived, Mr. Luo completely stopped breathing.

Before she died, while coughing up blood foam, she said her last words to me:

"My hand...... Became a mechanical ......"

I recall the way she waved her arms and screamed, "My hand!" before she jumped off the building. It can already be roughly imagined that this poor teacher Luo saw something terrifying.

But unfortunately, she thought it was real, and even fell down the stairs in extreme panic.

There's one more thing I haven't had time to digest - it's something that happened in that weird dream.

I called Kirishima and the three children over and asked, "Do you remember the last time we had in our dream?" Did someone drag us off that conveyor belt? ”

"That's right, Mr. Yoshimitsu." Kirishima was the first to nod.

Xu Liang snorted: "So what, does it have anything to do with Teacher Luo's death?" ”

Every time this guy speaks, it's like I owe him 10 million, and besides, didn't Kirishima say that he has a slight aphasia?

But in addition to speaking concisely and inexplicably breaking sentences, it seems to be no different from ordinary people.

Shen Xiaoke poked out half of his head from behind Xu Liang, his face was full of tears, and he was crying and sobbing, just shaking his head at me slightly.

Du Min completely acted as if he hadn't heard me, clasping his hands in front of his chest, his eyes not knowing what to look at.

"Hey, did you hear me?"

"If I disagree with everyone, of course I will say it, since I haven't spoken, then I haven't - you're still a great detective, can't you make this simple reasoning?" Du Min didn't even roll his eyelids.

I felt the veins in my forehead jerk a few times, and I said to myself: they are still children, and they are mentally ill......

took a deep breath and corrected: "It's not a simple detective, it's a spirit detective." ”

Du Min sneered: "Hehe, what's the difference?" Even if there is a difference, does it have anything to do with the case of Mr. Luo jumping off the building now? Uncle, don't be so naïve, okay? ”

Call me naïve?!

Is...... There is no fuel-efficient lamp!

I had been with them for less than half an hour, and I felt like my blood pressure was almost full.

I glanced at Kirishima and thought to myself that this work as a psychiatrist is really a job that tests the ability of blood vessels to compress, and if it were me, I am afraid that I would die young soon, right?

I wasn't really naïve enough to argue with a child, and after taking another deep breath, I continued, "Did any of you see clearly the man who saved us? ”

Everyone shook their heads, except for Du Min, but she didn't nod either.

"Was Mr. Luo rescued from the conveyor belt by that person?"

Still shaking his head - as for Du Min, I have already ignored her.

Now, I'm sure I'm the only one who saw the mysterious man who saved us.

In that fleeting moment, I caught a glimpse of the man who had saved us from the conveyor belt:

It was a young white girl, of thin stature, with tiny freckles on her thin cheeks, and dark gray eyes with terror, and she was dressed in a tattered dusty earthy brown blouse—not a modern garment, but a simple pauper dress I had seen in the Victorian TV dramas.

I described the girl's costume to Kirishima, and Kirishima agreed: she thought it might be the English pauper's costume of the 17th and 18th centuries.

Then, at least in the context of the times, this dream has a direct connection with the "Phantom of the Machine: An Exhibition of Precious Cultural Relics from the First Industrial Revolution".

Thinking of this, I called Cheng Cheng directly to explain what happened in this orphanage, and I and another witness named Kirishima Xun needed to leave the scene first to continue our investigation, and as for the transcript or something, postpone it for the time being—because I concluded that this falling case was undoubtedly an accident.

Except that I felt that my judgment was a bit too arbitrary, Cheng Cheng did not have any other objections, and it just so happened that one of the police officers who came to deal with this case was Xiao Zhou, and the three children with phobias were brought back to the police station by Xiao Zhou for protection.

Next, I decided to investigate the two tragedies caused by "mechanical out-of-control" published in the "Jinguancheng Daily", but the second printing plant in Jinguancheng is in the North District, and there is only one choice left.

However, before visiting Ms. Wang, who was imprisoned in the Castle Peak Psychiatric Sanatorium for witnessing "visions", I plan to visit her husband and check out the scene of the incident.

Kirishima and I quickly rushed to the Dongjing Lishe Community on Ronghui West Street in the South District, and after knocking on the door, a middle-aged fat man with dark circles on both eyes poked his head out of the door.

He gave us a puzzled look, but I noticed that his gaze was clearly on Kirishima for a moment, looking up and down in a very rude way.

"What's the matter?" As soon as the man spoke, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

"Mr. Ho, right? Hello, I'm Ji Guang, a special adviser to the Seongnam Police Bureau......"

When I was talking to Cheng Cheng on the phone before, I had already asked for the specific information of the relevant facility personnel.

"The police department?" , He Ayi frowned, looking unhappy, "Police Bureau? Haven't you already been here? Why is it here again? ”

"Because there are still some situations that require Mr. He's cooperation."

"Ah......" He Aichi thought about it for a moment, and his mouth turned towards Kirishima, "Who is this?" ”

"This is my assistant, Kirishima."

"Ah, it's Kirishima-sama, is it Japanese? No wonder it's so kawaii! Hello hello hello! ”

Saying that, this guy actually stretched out his hand and wanted to shake hands with Kirishima Kao.

In the process, the door was already half open, and He Ayi was wearing flip-flops, dark blue shorts, and a white old man's sweatshirt, while in the living room behind He Ayi, the coffee table was full of beer bottles and fast-food boxes that formed a hill.

Just as Kirishima was in a dilemma, I suddenly stretched out my hand and clasped it tightly with He Ayi.

"Hello, Mr. Ho, thank you for your cooperation with the Police Bureau!"

With a slight force on my hand, I pushed him two steps back into the house, and I glanced at Kirishima, who stuck out his tongue and slipped past me into the house, and I slammed the door behind me.

"Hmm......", He Ayi rubbed his palm, which was pinched by me, and looked at me again with a little fear, "Officer, what the hell is going on?" ”

I said coldly, "Sit down first." ”

He Ayi obediently sat down on the sofa.

I've seen a lot of this kind of person, and if you are kind to him, you will be more and more arrogant, and it is the kind of villain who is called "close to him is not inferior". In the past, this kind of blackface role was played by Lao Dao or Li Yi, isn't this a buddy's force value rising now?

To be honest, the feeling of a big fist is really not bad - no wonder the two guys, Lao Dao and Li Yi, love to show off their majesty.

As soon as I entered the house, I glanced at the situation inside the house.

The house is a two-bedroom, one-living room and one-bathroom layout, the living room is not large, and the sofa coffee table and a rectangular dining table almost occupy the living room.

On the left hand side of the door is the kitchen, and on the right hand side is a corridor about three meters long, with a toilet on one side and two bedrooms on the other side and at the end.

The actual situation in the room was no better than the coffee table full of garbage, the floor was full of beer bottles, and in the corner were several bulging black garbage bags, and two dirty yellow liquids flowed from under the garbage bags, exuding a sour smell.

There's nowhere to put your feet in the whole room.

I walked over and unplugged the TV that was playing the football game.

I asked, "Mr. He, please repeat to me the situation of your wife, Ms. Wang, at that time." ”

"W-What?"

"You don't have to be too nervous, we are special advisers to the police department, not HEI society."

"I—I know this." He Ayi reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

I nodded secretly, and the pressure was almost over here, so I stopped scaring him.

"Tell me about the kitchen utensils that have 'abnormal reactions'."

"Officer, I've said it repeatedly, my wife has hysteria, and the doctors have already issued a diagnosis, and these stories are all symptoms of her mental illness."

"What kind of hysteria?"

"Before that incident, my wife and I had a car accident - of course we were fine, we just hit and killed a dog, but my wife had a shadow in her heart, and often woke up in the middle of the night to say that the dog had become a strange machine and was asking for her life."

Hearing this, I glanced at Kirishima Kao, and I continued to ask, "What else?" ”

"And she even wants to divorce me! If you don't believe me, you can ask the neighbors, I am very good to my wife, why did she suddenly ask for a divorce from me? It was clear that her brain had become a little abnormal, which was why she was hallucinating. ”

"Are you sure it's a hallucination?"

"This ...... Although I wasn't there that day, but – how could a rice cooker dance? How is it possible for a kitchen knife to move around on the cutting board on its own?! ”

Seeing that I was still a little suspicious, He Ayi was going to take me to see which "involved" kitchenware was involved.

We went into the kitchen – a little cleaner than the living room, which had not been used for some days.

But when I saw this scene, I muttered in my heart: Don't these two couples cook by themselves?

Seeing that the living room outside has almost become a garbage dump, can the average housewife bear it?

He Ah pointed to me: "It's that rice cooker!" And these knives! ”

"Don't move, I'll see for myself."

I stopped He Ayi from holding the kitchen knife - just kidding, what if he suddenly had bad intentions and broke out and hurt people? I'm not afraid now, but I'd better be careful.

The rice cooker is the usual triangle brand, and it's not a high-end model, I opened the plastic lid and everything was fine inside, except for an inner tank, and there were no exaggerated mechanical components from that weird dream.

However, just as I was looking at the rice cooker, Kirishima suddenly let out an exclamation, "Watch out for the left!" ”

I looked to the left and saw two shiny kitchen knives, as if they were being held by a transparent person, stabbing at me in the air!

The kitchen knife was only a dozen centimeters away from my body, and a boning knife stabbed me in the face, and another fruit knife stabbed me in the waist, menacing, and I even heard a slight sound of breaking the air!

If it was in the past, I would have hung the lottery!

However, after a trip to the Himalayas, my body is now far more reflexive than it used to be – without thinking, my body has already made nerve reflexes:

My left hand jerked out, and I pinched the fruit knife that stabbed me in the waist in the air, and at the same time, the boning knife grazed my cheek on the side of my head—

However, I suddenly remembered that behind me was He Ayi, and I dodged the knife, but He Ayi didn't have the same reflexes as me!

Or, the target of these two knives was actually He Ayi?!

"Hah!"

When I hurriedly turned my head to look back, I saw a pink afterimage passing in front of me, followed by "Ding! With a thud, the boning knife flew back upside down and plunged directly into the wall tiles.

And the scene in front of my eyes changed from the afterimage back to the picture at this time—Kirishima Kaoru was holding his short skirt with both hands, and his raised right leg was being withdrawn.

Behind her, He Ayi was already so frightened that he collapsed against the wall.

Only then did I realize that at the moment of lightning just now, Kirishima Fumiki flew up with a kick and directly kicked the sharp knife into the air!

Wait, Kirishima is wearing a light blue dress, but I saw a touch of pale pink just now......

Could it be......

Ahem!

I immediately cut off my thoughts that were going in the strange direction, stepped aside, and pulled the boning knife from the wall that had been kicked off by Kirishima.

It's an inch deep into the wall.,This Kirishima smoke's force value is really high.。

The two kitchen knives don't look unusual on the surface, but why did they suddenly fly up and hurt people just now?

I checked the rice cooker again and still found nothing, but to be on the safe side, I held it in my arms.

"I'm going to take all of these things with me as evidence, okay?"

"Good...... Good. ”

He Ah Yi obviously hadn't recovered from the sudden incident just now, so I asked him to go back to the sofa and rest for a while, and then asked him:

"Mr. He, you also witnessed what happened just now, I think you'd better not hide anything from the police, otherwise, the next time a few knives fly towards you appear in your kitchen, there will be no police to protect you."

"But...... I wasn't really at home at the time, I didn't see what was going on. ”

"Why, then, did you put her in a psychiatric sanatorium the day after it happened? Do you seem to be in a hurry to send your wife in? ”

At this time, I already realized that the fat man in front of me, who was full of alcohol, must have hidden something from me, and there was no longer any reservation in his tone.