Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 38: Pressure

As I told her, it was a quiet and chic restaurant. Located on the corner of the street, it is an antique two-story building. There is a funny rooster doll sign at the door, and Sakiya is like a child who sees a novel toy.

　　 "It would be nice if I brought a camera."

　　 "Don't you want to take a photo with this rooster?"

　　 "Can't you?"

　　 "I'm imagining what the photo looks like, it feels very strange."

　　 "It's too much, it will be very suitable."

The second floor of the 　　 restaurant is designed as a corridor. You can see the stage in front of the hall downstairs, and you can see the live performance of piano and saxophone at 7 o'clock in the evening. We ordered many drinks and desserts after dinner. She talked to me about many things, from school to home, and many elegant jokes, and more about mothers.

　　 I was able to understand that Sakiya’s current mother is not her biological mother.

　　 When she was very young, her mother died of illness, and her father remarried soon, but because of a vasectomy, the stepmother did not give birth to a child. Although her stepmother has always been very good to her, she has never stopped thinking of her biological mother for so many years.

　　 "I want to see mom." Sakiya sobbed softly several times.

　　 I had to act as her temporary psychiatrist. But I don’t hate being a listener, it’s one of my favorite skills. By listening to people, voices, expressions and content will allow you to narrate deeply into the spiritual world of the person.

　　 But if you think this is all about the other party, you are making a big mistake. What you hear, see, and feel will not necessarily dominate their actions.

　　 Language, thoughts, and actions are sometimes contradictory and full of contradictions. This is also the fascinating aspect of the subject of exploring human spirit and behavior.

　　 I have read many books about describing human psychology and have practiced it myself. I deeply feel that despite all the limitations, narration is always the best way to bring people closer together.

　　 "Thank you, A Chuan, no one has listened to me for a long time."

　　 "Are we friends."

　　 "Can I ask you out next time?"

　　 "Of course, dating a cute girl is the most irresistible thing boys can't refuse."

　　 Around nine o'clock in the evening, Sakiya and I said goodbye at the entrance of the park. I walked straight along the sidewalk when I came, stopped at the crossroads, and turned to look at the park gate. Sakuya still stood under the big guide card, and the street lamp dragged a long shadow under her feet. She seemed to be waiting for someone, standing there quietly.

　　 Until she completely disappeared from my field of vision, I still didn't know who she was waiting for.

　　 At noon the next day, a report was broadcast in the local news that five people were murdered in the depths of the park last night.

　　 There are more detailed rumors on the local social network, including a bizarre homicide in the North District that has not been reported before, and at least ten people have died. In view of the similar curious factors at the scene and the same way of death, it is likely that the same criminal committed a series of crimes.

　　The death time of the five victims in the park is not far from the time when Sakiya and I said goodbye. Because I was worried, I called Sakuya and I was connected quickly. Sakiya's excited voice came through the earpiece.

　　"Achuan Achuan Achuan."

　　 "Calm down, I am here."

　　 She sobbed softly over there.

　　 "What happened?" I asked slowly.

　　 "I saw..."

　　 "What?"

　　 "The murder case, I saw it. I was just curious, but it seemed to be discovered by those people. What should I do? What if they want to come and kill? Achuan."

　　 I don’t know what to do. Isn't this bad? I try to stay calm.

　　 "Don't go out, close the doors and windows, I will go right away."

　　 Foreseeing that I might face a vicious criminal. I hid the revolver in my clothes, and put five gray stones in my pocket. I also used a large bag to put the simple bow and crossbow made by Tomijiang on my back.

　　 Perhaps the most appropriate measure is to call the police at this time, but the prisoner did not show up, and Sakiya didn't seem to want to expose himself as a witness. On the bright side, even though Sakiya said that he was discovered while peeking at the murder scene, the prisoner could not catch her at the time. After a night, did he really have the ability to find her abode?

　　 There is a high risk of continuous crimes. Perhaps the prisoner will consider sheltering from the limelight temporarily.

　　Because the incident happened suddenly, a single phone call could not gather enough information, and various possibilities were entangled like a mess.

　　On the way to Sakiya’s house, I tried to tell myself to calm down.

　　 It's about one noon. The bustling community is falling into a midday sleep. There are not many pedestrians on the road, and the shops in the district are lazily opening their doors. According to memory, I found the apartment building where Sakiya's house was located. Several people came and went while riding the elevator, but no suspicious people were found.

　　 I rang the doorbell of Sakiya's house, and someone looked over immediately after the cat's eyes, and then the door opened. Sakiya in pajamas timidly hugged the rabbit doll and walked out of the entrance, helping me open the outermost security door.

　　 After I entered, she glanced down the corridor like a thief, and hurriedly closed the door and plugged in all the locks after confirming that there was no one.

　　 Sakuya's house is as deserted as ever, and the adults did not go home.

　　 "They went to the South Pole." Sakiya said naturally.

　　 Although I know that there are many peculiar occupations in the world, Antarctica is not too inaccessible, but it is still a wonderful thing for relatives of acquaintances to go to Antarctica.

　　 "What do they do?"

　　 "I don't know too well, it should be a researcher and a businessman." Sakiya said vaguely, took the drink from the refrigerator, and led me into her room.

　　 Although she tried to act as if nothing had happened after meeting, the phone call, the locked door and the curtains falling down in the middle of the room all showed the panic in her heart. Witnessing the murder scene and being discovered by the murderer is not a threat that can be easily ignored for ordinary high school girls.

　　 As long as the prisoner does not get caught, the girl will probably not be peaceful for a day. Even if I stay at home, I still feel uneasy, because home is too intimate for people, and at this time I am alone. Out of adolescent rebellion and mistrust, I don't want to entrust my safety to my father and the police who are far away in Antarctica.

　　 "What about the school?" I asked.

　　 "Please leave."

　　 "But there is no excuse, can't stay for too long."

　　 "It's really distressing. If you keep absent from class, the teacher will call the parents." Sakiya frowned, subconsciously disturbing the rabbit doll's ears.

　　 "You didn't wear school uniform that day. The prisoner may not be able to find the school. Even if you find it, there are so many people in the school who will never commit crimes in full view, so it should be safe."

　　 "Where are you out of school? What if they start on the road."

　　 Saya’s question made me notice a place.

　　"They? More than one prisoner?"

　　 "Well, it seems to be organized."

　　 "gangster?"

　　 "It doesn't look like... a strange feeling." Sakiya shook his head distressedly: "I can't tell."

　　 was silent for a while.

　　"How long will the adults come back?"

　　 "At least one month."

　　"Then...Would you like to stay at my house temporarily?" I tried to say, "Go to school and after school together."

　　 This is the only way my withered brain can think of to satisfy all her wishes.

　　 But inviting a girl of the same age to live in my own home is really wrong for a high school boy who is just in his adolescence~IndoMTL.com~ Still.

　　 "Yes, okay?" Sakiya stared at me excitedly.

　　 Is this really appropriate?

　　 "Say it first. My parents are also on business trips. I'm the only one at home."

　　 "Isn't that right?" She looked at me strangely, as if she didn't hear the meaning at all. The clear eyes made me feel that I was full of sin with all kinds of worries.

　　 I made a haha ​​to deal with it.

　　 "Great, I haven't lived in a friend's house yet." Saya jumped up from the bed and jumped on the soft mattress. "Achuan, Achuan, when can I go there?"

　　 "Anytime will do."

　　 "Is it okay today?"

　　 "Whatever you want."

　　 Sayaya made up his mind to move to my house today, so he immediately started to pack his personal belongings. Although it was only a short stay, the girls had as many outfits as mountains. Two large suitcases are packed with clothes, school utensils and textbooks are also to be brought along, as well as two beloved big puppets.

　　 She accidentally fell when she opened the bed bottom cabinet. I hurried over to help her up, but she pushed her away.

　　 "Don't come here!"

　　 was too late to shout, and in the half-opened drawer, a large amount of neatly folded underwear came into view. There are not only cute styles, but also unexpected adult styles full of fun.

　　 is a pure-looking spectacle lady, a slender lady.

　　 Imagine that Sakiya is probably wearing those **** underwear now, and she can't help but feel a little hot.

　　 Saya's neck became red, and she lay down on the drawer in a panic, hanging her head silently.

　　 It’s like doing a bad thing and being caught, I hurriedly withdrew to the side.