Bai Shi walked out along the path and saw a man walking towards the villa from afar.

On the way, the man changed direction and headed to the other side.

Shiraishi looked at it for a while and quickly followed.

He used the cat's shape when he went out. The footprints of the mask were too obvious. The snow around the villa is not thick, and the cat's shape can run away, which is a bit cold.

When I get closer, my feet are almost numb. Fortunately, it is pinched by the system, so there is no need to worry about damage.

Hearing the voice of the person, Shiraishi recognized it. It was Akiko Mihara, who came back from the ski resort in advance.

Akiko Mihara's destination is a garage.

Judging from the content of her phone call, she seemed to be here to pick up someone named Sugiyama.

Perhaps because the system staff did not disturb the dead little girl too much, the details of the task Shiraishi received this time were explained from the perspective of the quasi-killer.

——Akiko Mihara is the head teacher of the dead little girl and the girl’s object of congratulations back then. Unfortunately, before she had time to act, the child was already dead. The case was finally closed by suicide.

The more Mihara Akiko thought about it, the more she felt that she was sorry for Minako and was determined to avenge her.

But since Minako only told her Sugiyama's name at that time and did not say another one, Akiko Mihara could not find a suitable opportunity to attack - if she only killed one, it would be unfair, and killing one first would be easy to alarm the enemy.

Recently, she finally thought of a solution that she thought was very reliable - as long as she makes reasonable use of Sugiyama's death and scares another murderer out and cannot find someone, the problem of solving it may be solved.

A few minutes after arriving at the parking lot, a car parked on the side of the road.

Shiraishi heard Akiko Mihara call the man "Sumariyama", and immediately ran to the driver's seat under the car.

When Sugiyama opened the door and got off the bus, Shiraishi disassembled the revenge license that could be split into two pieces, and one of them was pasted on Sugiyama's ankle. Although it was separated by clothes and boots, the license was quite penetrating and quickly dissipated and took effect.

Sugiyama was not clapped by the cat. It was cold here and the boots he wore were very thick.

He quickly walked towards Akiko Mihara.

Sugiyama and Mihara are both teachers of Didan Primary School. Mihara is serious when teaching, but she is usually gentle and looks very beautiful. Although Sugiyama thinks she is old, she occasionally looks at her.

Mihara knew that he had never been here, so she came to guide him in a special way, which moved Sugiyama a little.

The only regret is that the weather is too cold and the other person is wearing too thick. Not to mention his figure, even his hair and face are wrapped tightly, and nothing can be seen. Moreover, she made a gray coat from somewhere, which is completely different from her usual fashionable outfit.

Mihara waved at him.

In order to prevent snow and rain, the parking lot is located relatively high.

Shanshan just drove the car up along the slope, and then walked down the stairs.

As soon as he stepped on a stairs, his feet suddenly slipped, and he fell down 90 degrees. The back of his head hit a sharp stone with a thud, and then he rolled along the stairs all the way to Mi Yuan Huangzi's feet, and he could never get up again.

"?" Shiraishi's head was full of questions. This is too simple and crude. Why not have a heart attack directly...

Akiko Mihara was also stunned.

Originally, because there was a surveillance in the parking lot, she wanted to make an appointment with the person first, then find a chance to kill him, hide under her bed, and find an opportunity to use it.

There is a cold man on it. The man holds a book in his hand, sticks to the picture, and looks in the direction of the bed with his eyes.

...I was so tired today, so I'll go change the painting tomorrow. The man yawned and fell asleep quickly.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by a text message on his phone.

The screen light illuminated the room, and the man suddenly felt numb when he saw the wall opposite.

There is no painting on the wall, only one window. The window has a crack.

Behind me, a strange breath suddenly came.

...

"ah--!!"

Nakamura Miri continued to support him.

Next to her, Bai Shi silently picked up a piece of potato chip and chewed it down. He always felt that something was wrong with the story.

Shiraishi doesn’t need to tell the next one - as soon as Shimoda Kohei spoke, the ghost story was confirmed to be clockwise, and the next one goes to Nakamura Miri.

Minori Nakamura racked his brains to think for a while, and finally thought about it:

The photographer wants to surprise his friend.

He selected the best from some unique photos and made it into an album.

The protagonist in the photo is sometimes a friend, sometimes a friend's work.

My friend is a sculptor, young and beautiful, and her friends are all cute girls.

It’s just that the sculptor has a bad temper and friendship never lasts long.

But she cherishes her friends very much. Even if she is separated, she will be a statue of her friends to commemorate them.

The photographer arranged the photos one after another according to the time in the lower right corner, and completed the album.

He looked through happily and found some repetitive faces inside.

The sculpture that appeared in the second photo was carved according to the appearance of a girl in the first photo, vividly.

The sculpture that appears in the third photo is carved according to the appearance of a girl in the second photo, and is lifelike.

A friend is really a good girl who cherishes friendship.

The photographer closed the album, brought gifts on his friend's birthday, and prepared to give him a surprise.

...

"Ah!!!" The call was still Nakamura Miri.

She is also happy to support her ghost story.

Then the three of them looked at Shiraishi and were looking forward to it: "It's your turn. Your major is criminal psychology, and there should be many stories."

"Well..." Shiraishi looked at the wind and snow that became bigger outside the window, and felt that this place should be more appropriate:

"Do you know that when more than three people gathered in a villa in the suburbs, they had the chance to hear the knock on the door of the god of death..."

“——Tu tuk tuk.”

"Ah!!" Nakamura Miri screamed in cooperation.

Actually, this story is not very scary, it seems to be an adaptation of the old-fashioned Snow Girl story.

However, they even created the sound effects, but they didn't cooperate, and it didn't feel good.

But immediately afterwards, Nakamura Miri saw Akiko Mihara standing up.

"What's wrong?" Nakamura Misaki was puzzled.

"Someone knocked on the door." Akiko Mihara was also puzzled, "Didn't you hear it?"

"Ah... Isn't Shiraishi knocking on the floor?" Nakamura Misaki happened to be sitting on the side of Shiraishi, and could only see one of his hands.

Shimoda Kohei, opposite Shiraishi, saw more clearly: "His hands didn't move. We happened to be four of us today. Maybe it was a ghost story that attracted the god of death, hahaha."

Having said that, none of the three took this ghost story too seriously.

Shimoda Kohei and Nakamura Miri think that it must be Sugiyama - he has something to do today and said he would arrive later.

However, when they opened the door, it was not what they thought Sugiyama, but two girls who looked like high school students and a primary school student wearing glasses.
Chapter completed!