Sakura didn't know how long she had been mentally tortured in the weird talk group, but at this time she saw hope, and held Kiryu's hand tightly for fear of being separated.

The next platform is about to be reached.

Kiryu pulled Sakura and turned her head towards the train door.

Burst!

A monster hanging upside down on the tram with an unusually long neck fell off and smashed its head on the floor, "poof" like a hollow ping-pong ball bouncing and sounding.

Sakura didn't say anything, perhaps she had learned to protect herself over the course of so many days, and knew how much trouble it would be to scream.

Kiryu was first-class, but he was so frightened that he took a big breath.

"I'm scared to death!"

He lifted his foot and kicked it in the head, and the neck attached to it was like a rubber rope, and the whole head bounced back and forth in the carriage.

"I'm sorry!" After the head returned to its original position, he apologized aggrievedly.

"It's the tram, sit on! Hanging upside down on the tram, who do you think you are! Observe basic civility and politeness, bastard! Kiryu suddenly understood why his classmates at school liked to make small reports.

It turns out that this is the joy of standing on the moral high ground?

The monsters in the whole carriage looked terrifying, like good students, sitting neatly and not daring to move.

After the fear in his heart was vented through the reprimand, Kiryu calmed down a little.

The tram began to slow down.

Kiryu started to keep an eye on the platform early, and it was empty, except for a schoolgirl in a sailor's costume waiting for the train to stop.

"That's ......"

Kiryu's head and eyes were fixed on the schoolgirl, but after the train stopped, it was the last car door that opened for her, and Kiryu was in the front car at this time.

The door opens, and Kiryu pulls Sakura and rushes off the train.

"Hey!"

He hurriedly shouted at the schoolgirls, "Don't go up! ”

But the other party didn't hear Kiryu's words at all and got on the train.

Kiryu sped up and ran, but the doors of the train closed, and before Kiryu could reach the end, it started again.

He could only stand on the platform and watch the familiar schoolgirl ride into the tram full of strange stories, driving into the distance.

"Uncle, do you know that sister just now?" Sakura asked.

"Hmm"

Kiryu nodded: "It's a classmate." ”

He secretly said in his heart: "It's one of the girls who performed the psychic fox fairy ceremony in the karate club that day!" ”

Kiryu still remembers each other, not only because the five female students are all beauties, but also because the matter of the psychic fox fairy is already a concern.

"Classmates?"

"Uncle, are you a teacher?"

"I'm only a sophomore in high school!"

The phone vibrated for the first time in a long time, Kiryu temporarily gave up correcting Sakura's name for himself, and immediately connected the phone: "Moximoxi? ”

"Finally got through!" On the other end of the phone was Kirizaki Mizuaki's relieved voice: "Where are you now?" ”

"I'm ......" Kiryu turned his head and confirmed his location: "Kasuga Station, by the way, Kirisaki-sensei, I found Sakura." ”

About twenty minutes later, Kiryu first-class and Sakura waited for Kirisaki Mizuaki.

Also coming was Junya Fukai.

After seeing Kiryu, Kazekai said, "I've already contacted Sakura's mother, and she'll be there soon." ”

"Sure enough, it's Junya's recommended weird talk radar" Kirizaki Mizuaki patted Kiryu's arm: "You must tell all your experiences carefully!" ”

The two of them rode the train at the same time, but boarded two different trains, and Kisaki Mizuaki was only curious at this time, very curious about what Kiryu experienced on the train.

"That...... Mr. Kirizaki, should the fee be calculated at 5,000 yen? ”

……

Kiryu was also questioned by Mizuaki Kirizaki and had to tell his experience carefully several times.

Because Kazekai Jun also needs to deal with Sakura's case, he leaves first with Sakura, while Kiryu and Kirizaki Mizuaki are chatting about the terrifying experience on the train in the car, almost Kiryu himself said that Kirisaki only asks occasional questions, but more often than not, he wants Kiryu to repeat and recall the key information in it.

After listening to Kiryu's description of the strange stories he saw, Mizuaki Kirisaki said, "It's all urban weird stories that I haven't heard much about." ”

"You say, you saw classmates from the same school?"

"That's right, it seems to be called ...... Chengmei? Kiryu nodded and said, "It's indeed a senior female student." ”

"Come to my office tomorrow, Kiryu-kun, we have so much to study." Mizuaki Kirisaki said.

"Uh, Kirisaki-sensei, have you forgotten about your salary?"

"Huh? What salary? Kirizaki Mizuaki looked dazed: "Today is my treat to eat ramen." ”

Kiryu couldn't help but say, "It can't be offset!" ”

"Hahaha, kidding you."

After taking Kirizaki Mizuaki's car home, Kiryu changed the dressing by himself, and the ointment behind him was not easy to wipe, and he wasted a lot of strength.

When he was done, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up at dawn, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

After Kiryu washed up briefly, he bought a rice ball at a convenience store to settle the meal, and rushed to Mizuaki Kirisaki's office.

Mizuaki Kirisaki is a lecturer in folklore and has his own office at Suweino University.

It took him a lot of effort to find the office.

"Knock" knocks on the office door.

"Please come in"

Kiryu pushed the door open and said, "Excuse me." ”

The office has an area of about 20 square meters, and the desk is cluttered with materials.

Mizuaki Kirisaki's hair was messy, and he was holding a pen: "You came at the right time!" ”

He beckoned to Kiryu and said, "It just so happens that I found information based on what you said yesterday, so you can come and take a look." ”

"Materials?"

Kiryu walked over to Mizuaki Kirisaki.

It's a newspaper material.

The 78-year-old man was found drowned in a waterhole, and when he pulled it up, his mouth was stuffed with jet-black mud.

"Is it this person?" Mizuaki Kirisaki asked.

Kiryu stared at the photo and nodded, "That's right, it's him." ”

Kirizaki Mizuaki was able to find and bury a certain strange story in the train overnight according to his own description, and his ability to connect made Kiryu admire very much.

"Because I contacted a friend who is a painter and asked him to help draw a portrait based on the information you said," said Kirizaki Mizuaki, "but that guy was anxious about his son's affairs, and I listened to his complaints for a long time in order to ask him for help." ”

Kiryu didn't comment indiscriminately, but waited for Kirisaki Mizuaki to continue speaking.

"It seems that the people you met on the tram should all be dead people...... by the way, I have also investigated the middle-aged man you mentioned, but I haven't found it for the time being, he has been missing for less than 48 hours, and there is no relevant information."

"And that classmate of yours"

Mizuaki Kirisaki looked at Kiryu: "She's dead." ”