At this time, the Institute for Unnatural Causes of Death was located in Nishimusashano City, more than fifty kilometers away from Shinjuku Ward, Tokyo, where Kitahara is located.

The institute is located in the city center, and it is almost 10 o'clock in the evening. The entire institute building is empty and pitch black. The escalator has stopped running, and from time to time there are a few security guards with flashlights patrolling the institute.

However, in a dark research institute, a glass office room on the second floor was dimly illuminated by light, and a slim figure was looming in the light.

Two security guards walked past the glass room and looked inside, showing nostalgic expressions on their faces.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"Is it that woman again?"

"yes."

"Why haven't you gone back so late?"

"Why are you working so hard?"

"Do you think there is a man in her family?"

"I always work so late, how can I be a man?"

The two security guards were talking and laughing, and their backs gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor in the autumn wind.

In the glass office room, the desk lamp on one of the desks was on, and all kinds of messy materials were piled everywhere on the table, including application forms, explanation sheets, reports, and pages and pages of paperwork.

The light of the desk lamp shines on the woman next to the table. She looks to be in her twenties, has short hair that is almost to her shoulders, and is showing a troubled expression. Her two eyebrows are slightly wrinkled together, and her mouth is as small as a cherry.

Then lift it up slightly.

But even so, the facial features combined together make a very sweet appearance.

However, this sweetness of the facial features is integrated with the capable temperament of the body, turning into a kind of beauty that is soft yet strong.

It makes people seem to see that although this little flower is delicate, it has the courage to face the storm, giving rise to a feeling that it can only be viewed from a distance, not played with.

The woman is wearing a white hexagram, and the badge on the white hexagram says "Forensic Doctor: Misumi Mikoto".

Misumi was holding up the pen, filling out a "Situation Description" form, writing, and couldn't help but stop the pen again, as if thinking about something, and then sighed again.

Misumi has been really worried lately. As a forensic doctor at the Institute of Unnatural Causes of Death, she accepted a commission a few days ago to determine the cause of death of a corpse. As a result, she unexpectedly discovered that the real cause of death of this corpse was MERS.

That's Middle East Respiratory Syndrome.

The final investigation revealed that although the deceased had been on a business trip to Saudi Arabia before his death, he was not infected in the Middle East. On the contrary, he was infected at Toyo Medical University Hospital.

In other words, I accidentally pointed out the epidemic prevention loopholes of Toyo Medical University Hospital.

Although it is a good thing for society, in this way, I have completely offended the powerful people in the medical field. I originally came to this institute as an associate professor of the medical school to temporarily serve as a forensic scientist.

Now, it is almost impossible to transfer back to university.

Moreover, there are now constant anonymous reports attacking me. I am forced to spend a lot of time and energy on handling these anonymous reports.

It's okay if your career takes a hit.

My new boyfriend also broke up with me because he disliked me for being too busy at work.

well.

Misumi suddenly felt a little cold, so she took a coat and put it on her body. But after a while, she realized that she was not actually cold.

Misumi looked back at the darkened research institute, and couldn't help but curl up. She wasn't really cold, but she was looking forward to having someone by her side at this time to share her emotions.

good.

Suddenly, a face appeared in Misheng's mind.

That was her boyfriend when she was in college.

His name is Kitahara Yiichi.

He always has a smile on his face.

Always looking serious.

Although he is very rigid, he has a very kind heart.

Being with him, I don't know why, feels very comfortable. Because he seems to always be willing to tolerate everything about you and never dislike you. Thinking about some details of getting along with Kitahara in the past, Misumi suddenly laughed and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The corners of his mouth were like the warm face of an angel.

At this moment, the desk lamp suddenly flashed, suddenly stopping Misumi's fantasy.

Misumi's eyes suddenly dimmed again. She and Kitahara had broken up for three years. It was because of the long distance that she broke up. After graduating from university, she took the initiative to go to Kansai to study forensic medicine.

Kitahara still stayed in Kanto. However, looking back, he ended up working in Nishimusashano City, which was less than 50 kilometers away from Tokyo. Misumi suddenly felt that the breakup he mentioned at the beginning was a bit like a joke.

If you think about it carefully, every step of your life is like a joke.

I don’t know how Beiyuan is doing now.

Misumi took out her phone and quickly found Kitahara's line avatar. After all this time, he still used a cartoon avatar called "獬豸". Haezhi looked a bit like a one-horned unicorn beast.

According to him, it is a mythical beast that symbolizes fairness and justice in ancient legends.

Misumi looked at Kitahara's line, and her hands were shaking a little nervously. I haven't sent him a message for so long, and if I suddenly send one, what will he think of me? He will think I'm weird, right? What should I do? What should I do?

Shouldn't it be posted?

Misumi began to feel tangled in her heart.

The inner balance sometimes tilts to the left and sometimes to the right.

After a while, my tangled little hands finally pressed the screen.

"Kitahara, how are you doing lately?"

After sending the message, Misheng suddenly felt her face getting hot and put her phone on the table, as if it was a hot potato.

…

Tokyo, Shinjuku District, Umi Tree Apartment.

In a small apartment, the mobile phone screen on the table lit up, and then vibrated. With a "buzz", the entire table seemed to be vibrating with the mobile phone, and it also started to ring. In an instant, in the room,

It was as if someone suddenly blew an extremely loud horn.

"F*ck!" After a full meal, Beiyuan fell asleep and was suddenly awakened by the sudden vibration. At this moment, he only felt his heart beating suddenly, like countless high-voltage currents in one second.

It passed through my heart. My heart seemed to be out of control and about to jump out of my chest.

Beiyuan jumped up and sat up. His heart was beating rapidly when his cell phone vibrated, and he immediately calmed down a lot.

When you go to sleep in the future, you must turn your phone to silent!

Beiyuan touched his chest with lingering fear. If he died suddenly, it would probably take several months to find out. He would probably be classified as a person with unknown cause of death and sent for forensic autopsy.

Who is this, sending a message at this point, Beihara cursed in his heart, and then turned on his phone.

But the message on line said, "Kitahara, how have you been lately?" and the sender was Mikoto Misumi. This was the only person in the original owner's phone who was tagged with his real name instead of a nickname among all the contacts.

Ex? Ex-girlfriend?

When Kithara saw this name, he immediately recalled it. Misumi Mikoto was his girlfriend when he was an undergraduate at Tokyo University. Although Miyagawa was quite ambiguous with him when he was a freshman and sophomore, but since her father Imanishi

After letting her leave the book club she founded with him, the distance between her and Miyagawa became somewhat distant.

Later, the original owner fell in love with a girl from the medical department. It is said that Misumi seems to be the goddess of the medical department? She seems to have a stubborn personality. She got a high score in the exam, but she chose the unpopular forensic science and dealt with corpses every day.

When she graduated, she found an excuse to move to another place and kicked the original owner.

Oh!

It turned out that it was his ex-girlfriend who acted like a monster. Beihara smiled. He had a lot of experience in how to deal with his ex-girlfriend in his previous life.

The best strategy at this time is not to reply.

Um!

Kitahara was about to put the phone back on the desktop when his hand suddenly froze. This Japanese software called "line" seemed to show whether the other party had read the message. If he could not read the message back, wouldn't it look a bit petty? This way

He has lost his general style.

This Toyo software is really troublesome.

Kitahara immediately activated his whole body and mind, thinking quickly in his mind on how to reply to Misumi's message.

At this moment, there seemed to be a giant chessboard inside Kitahara's mind, with countless chess pieces falling and moving. And Kitahara was the chess player, carefully deducing the possible consequences of each move.

It's like after the melee of the Warring States Period and the competition among the world.

Beihara smiled inwardly. He had the best reply plan in mind, and showed a confident expression, so he moved his fingers on the screen.

But I saw a message sent on the screen of my mobile phone.

This message contains only one punctuation mark——

【?】

…

Research Institute of Unnatural Causes of Death, Nishimusashano City.

The mobile phone on the table vibrated with a buzzing sound.

Misumi's heart suddenly felt like it was jumping into her throat. She had an intuition that this must be Kitahara's reply message to him. What would Kitahara reply to her? Misumi felt nervous and a little excited inside, and her hands were shaking.

It was even more powerful. Misumi couldn't help but fantasize in her mind.

Kitahara replied to me.

Could this be an opportunity for us to get back together?

Beiyuan, have you never forgotten me all these years?

For example...if I get back together, what will happen to the forensic work here?

Do you want to live in the same place as Kitahara?

In that case, wouldn’t it mean commuting across cities?

If I go to Tokyo, where should I stay?

Misumi carefully picked up the phone and opened line.

However, I saw that the information only displayed a question mark.

【?】

Ask...question mark? Misumi didn't expect Kitahara to reply with a question mark so simply. Misumi immediately swiped the phone, but no other information was loaded. Yes, Kitahara simply replied to him.

question mark!

Now, Misheng's heart was filled with questions.

What's going on?

I can't figure it out at all.

Kitahara, what does he want to express?

Does this question mark mean anger?

It seems like it is, but it doesn't seem like it is.

It's really hard for Misumi to imagine Kitahara's angry look.

Does he have a new girlfriend?

With this question mark, could he be implicitly concerned about how I am doing lately?

Misumi was struggling with how to reply to this simple question mark. Suddenly, on the other side of the line, Kitahara sent him another message. The message was a link to a website called "A Survey on the Top Ten Reasons Why Ex-Girlfriends Find Me".

When Misheng saw this information, his heart immediately tightened and he clicked in immediately.

However, I saw that on this website, the thick red font showed that the reason for the highest ranking was that my ex-girlfriend had not been having a satisfactory life recently. The big words "My ex-girlfriend has been having an unsatisfactory life recently" looked particularly dazzling under the dim light.

It was like he was mocking Misumi.

"Kitahara!!! I shouldn't have sent you a message!!" Misumi pouted and angrily put her phone on the table.
Chapter completed!