Morino's death caused a stir at the school. When I went to school the next day, there were still 100 meters away from the school gate, and there was a sound of discussion beside me, not whispering, but talking eloquently, excited, and it seemed that overnight, the life and rumors about Morino were dug up to the maximum.

Whether it's good or bad, if you don't know one or two things about Lu Dao Senye, you will be treated as dirt buns.

This is the most exciting news since the establishment of the school.

It is so irritating that some people not only do not feel sad, but also deliberately sell what they know and speculate, and do not hide that this incident involves the death of their classmates, and their attitude has reached the point of making people feel disgusted.

During the flag-raising of the morning exercise, the whole school observed a moment of silence for the deceased Morino.

Despite the silence in the playground, I don't think many people were genuinely saddened by Morino's death.

It struck me as stupid.

Before reading it in the morning, he talked and laughed loudly, holding on to the rumors of the deceased.

For example, drug trafficking, **, on the surface, he looks cheerful, but in the field he blackmails the students of the school, etc., and even the seniors in the upper grades are also affected. Maybe Shirai won't have a good time in the future. Whether it's in the limelight or not, once someone mentions it, it will become like this:

"Shirai? I know it's Morino's boyfriend. ”

"Which Morino? The one who died, I heard that he did something bad and was retaliated against. ”

"Oops, what did she do? You don't even know this, do you? It's a sensational thing, everyone knows it, forget it, I'll tell you. ”

It seems that once a person dies, bad things are always exposed before good things, and the people around him will also bear a heavy price.

This makes me sad enough to be warned.

Death seems to be the end, but it does not end anything, but will cause irreparable regrets.

So, don't choose death lightly.

Although most people are not sad, although most people do not need comfort, if this unintentional ritual can really comfort the few who weep over Morino's death, I am willing to continue this foolish act.

When I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but think of the prayer of the goat's guild at the service, so I silently recited:

Flesh is like grass and trees, glory is like an epiphany, grass withers, flowers wither, but death is not the end......

It's bizarre, there's a sense of relief.

At this point, it is difficult to conclude what Morino has done and what he has not done. However, even if Morino is not a good person, he will not be a bad person. This can be seen from the attitude she takes care of Sakuya. She had a very bad attitude towards me, and this was because she cared so much about her friend Sakuya.

I wanted to talk to Senior Shirai during recess, but when I got to the third grade floor, I realized that Shirai didn't come to school.

I took a leave of absence.

Maybe it's because I've been hit psychologically and can't adapt to this tragedy for a while, right? That's what everybody says.

I remembered that when I used to smoke in the old toilet, Shirai seemed to stand in front of the toilet I was in for a while.

What exactly does he want to do? What would have happened if he had walked out of the rut at that time?

Unthinkable.

It's also a nonsense.

It's not that you can change anything.

However, there is a vague feeling of regret.

Because he didn't do anything, he didn't even have the slightest chance to change.

This day continued yesterday's trend of absenteeism, and the students who were absent from school yesterday still did not come to school, and it seems that there are a few more students who are absent from school today. The teachers had a headache for these unexplained absentees, but for a while, most of them could not be contacted through the contact information at hand.

This coincidence cannot but raise doubts.

"Did you go to the Eight Scenes' House yesterday?" The head teacher brought up the old story again.

I looked at the words and felt that it was best not to be too blunt at this time, so I found a random reason not to go.

"Forget it, don't run around, hurry home after school. I'll go there myself. The head teacher waved his hand and let me out listlessly.

When the head teacher was in class, he was obviously cheering up, his face was not very good-looking, and a few students who were not serious were immediately caught.

The seats in the Eight Views are empty, and I don't know why, but it makes people feel a little dazzling.

Not only this class, but all the way through the corridor, almost every class has such empty seats.

There are three in Morino's class, Morino's, Sakuya's, and the unknown transfer student.

On Morino's table, there is a vase of bouquets. I was not familiar with the flowers, which were white and swaying in the morning breeze, as if an unseen spirit was saying goodbye in some unfathomable way.

I went downstairs and folded a flower in the flower bed and returned to Morino's class. The other students in the class, as well as the surprised stares around them, all used them as a background that could be ignored, and then inserted the flowers into the vase on Morino's desk.

The flower is red, surrounded by a patch of white, and stands out from the crowd.

After school, I went to the old toilet to smoke as usual, vaguely expecting someone to walk up to the cubicle I was in.

I'll open the door.

But there was no such person.

The toilet seems to be independent of a temporal anomaly, and will not be disturbed no matter how much the outside world changes. It is entrenched here in the form of a complete self, separating all the visitors who have entered it in the knowable but unreachable world.

I stayed in the smelly toilet and smoked until the sunset turned red ramp before I set out on my way home.

I just kept walking until I saw the notice board in front of the gate of the community.

There were two wanted notices affixed to it.

One is familiar, the other is unfamiliar.

The familiar one, with a face painted on the portrait, is undoubtedly the murderer Gao Chuan who killed all directions in a downtown bar. The Goat Guild's apparent identity was in collusion with government officials, but when nothing was left for them at that time, the distribution of wanted warrants was only a little bit of personnel, after all, there was no way to even write their names.

The strange one is a woman with short black hair and a pretty face. Her eyes were expressive, indifferent and cold, like daggers out of their sheaths. The wanted warrant indicated her identity, her name is Mae, a serious illness who escaped from a suburban psychiatric hospital, and has a criminal record.

Two different people, but they give people a similar feeling.

Unlike novels and comics, it is difficult to distinguish whether a person is a criminal or not in reality, they look no different from ordinary people, and what changes is psychology. However, the change in the hearts of these two people has led to a distortion in temperament and physiognomy.

He or she is an extremely dangerous person.

The killer Takakawa is insignificant, because I won't give him another chance to appear anytime soon.

But the woman named Mae made me wary.

Regarding her wanted warrant, she is downplayed in terms of her identity and experience, perhaps out of some consideration to prevent social panic, but on a serious level, even if she is seriously ill in a psychiatric hospital, if there is no special reason, she will not issue a wanted warrant.

Does she have a strong desire to attack? Do you have enough wisdom? Has blood been sprinkled in the city? She may be like the murderer Takakawa, wearing a high-necked coat, hiding in the dark to examine her wanted warrant, while letting out a nervous taunt.

It is likely that Morino was killed by her.

Because Morino's death is inexplicable at all.

I decided to go to the scene where Morino's body was found at night.

As Morino's best friend, although Sakiya is introverted and slender, her sincere feelings for Morino are bound to prompt her to start a series of actions.

Sakiya hasn't left me any message so far.

This is a very dangerous sign for herself and for others.

When I returned home and turned on the TV, the female reporter was interviewing the police officer in charge of the Morino case. I thought the female reporter was familiar to her, and I later recognized her as the one who had gone to the principal's office with the police that afternoon.