Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 60: On-site verification

After dinner, I went out without doing my homework. It is not to do shameful things, so there is no disguise, but for safety, I still bring pistols, daggers, heart shields and handguards equipped with rope claws, and hide them all in the school uniform.

　　Quark still hovering in the sky, following all the way. I once wanted to feed graystone to it, but I was worried about whether it would produce adverse reactions, so I never did that.

　　 Even so, after experiencing the brutal killings these days, it seems to have returned to the wildness when it first saw it.

　　 The most obvious sign is that it seems to like the eyeballs of corpses more than raw beef.

　　I have heard that beasts that have killed people are not allowed to survive. This is to prevent them from eating their marrow and knowing their taste. However, it is not quarks that kill people. It is just the nature of crows to peck at corpses. As a child when I adopted it, I used to think that I wanted to fundamentally change it, but now I think it’s not a bad thing to regain my nature, so I don’t plan to retrain it.

　　 walked very naturally along the way, not about walking, but there was no sense of urgency. However, when passing by with passers-by, the soul will always be washed away by a kind of independent emotion. What I have experienced, what I am about to do, and a certain vague responsibility I have been given, all prove the difference between myself and others.

　　 This difference is exciting and heavy. However, if you go back in time and everything can be over again, I will still choose to walk into that strange old toilet.

　　 Because, isn’t this fun? Which boy doesn't want to have an adventurous life like a brave?

　　 This is a dream that has been hidden in my heart since childhood.

　　 Even though it is not always good, it is always faced with dangerous choices, but it is more fulfilling than ordinary people's lives.

　　 Although I am extremely sorry for the innocent people who have been hit by the fish, I understand very well that I will not change my original intention because of this apology.

　　Because I know this from beginning to end, I can walk on the street so comfortably.

　　In my impression, dead bodies are always found in the park near that home. Although some people find it unsafe and even disgusting, this is why I like to wander there because such a park is not very cool. NS? But probably because it's too accustomed to it, I can't remember its name.

　　 The main entrance of the park is on another street, and the back entrance I entered is not engraved with the name of the park. When I went in, I checked my watch. It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

　　The street lights in the park have been lit up, and many tourists walking after dinner can hear the fun of public welfare activities on the ground from a distance.

　　 At the end of summer, the night sky is infinitely far-reaching and clear.

　　 Through the analysis of the known information, I have grasped the approximate area where Morino died. For people who are not accustomed to walking remote paths, it is difficult to detect. Most people are in the park, even if there are obvious roads, once they are away from the hustle and bustle, they will not go further. And that Kuaidi not only has to go deep into the most lush part of the park, but it also has to leave the main road and continue along a piece of yellow mud without turf.

The place where 　　 finally arrived, there is not only a simple public toilet, but also a pond where ducks are stocked.

　　 Whoever it is, after walking so far, come to this remote place, will subconsciously feel that no one will come, right? However, perhaps because many people have such thoughts, someone will come to this place.

　　 is not all about doing bad things, but at least you can do certain things without interruption.

　　 along the way is enough to make one's mind vigilant.

　　 Why choose here?

　　 Maybe the person who killed Morino was someone she knew well.

　　 I didn't find any unnatural mess on the road. Of course, there is a possibility of being covered up by someone, but the police probably won't do this kind of thing.

　　 The isolation belt set up to ensure the integrity of the scene has not been removed, but the guards have not been encountered. I entered the scene easily. Although I was mentally prepared, I was still surprised when I saw it with my own eyes.

　　 The simple public toilet has completely collapsed, and there are cut branches everywhere, some of which are left with burnt marks, the footprints on the ground are messy, some places seem to have been plowed, and there are many pits.

　　 There are no traces of bullets.

　　 Although I also thought that the belligerents would only use cold weapons and some kind of flame emitters, it was even more trembling.

　　 There may be more exhibits, but they should have been taken away by the police.

　　 I saw the human figure painted in white powder near the pond, which is probably where Morino’s corpse was located. Surprisingly, this human figure does not have a right hand.

　　 In other words, Morino's body was incomplete when it was found.

　　 I found four different shoe prints on the ground. Two of them did not find anything wrong, but one was deeply embedded in the ground, and the other came from a direction away from the pond and left only Next path.

　　 I thought, maybe this guy is just a bystander.

　　The other three kinds of shoe prints are intertwined with each other. They have a fight, and Morino should be one of them.

　　 While thinking, I tried to distinguish the footprints of the combatants and imagine their actions.

　　 But at this moment, a strange feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart.

　　 There is an unusual smell in the empty surroundings, which is an extremely subtle anomaly that can be detected by using chain judgment.

　　 I obeyed my instinct and looked at the big banyan tree behind me.

　　The moonlight is clear, the shadows under the trees are dimly connected, and there are people faintly in the chaos.

　　 "Who is there?"

　　 did not respond.

　　 I whistled, made a gesture, and quark shot from the top of the tree towards the back of the tree. There was a fierce thump, and the figure screamed in panic, and ran out of the shadow holding its head.

　　 "What's this? Get out, get out!" He kept shouting, but Quark ignored him, and kept attacking his head with his sharp mouth and claws.

　　 With the help of the faint moonlight, I can see that the person here is wearing the same style of school uniform as mine. I didn’t expect it to be a student from the same school. What is he doing here?

　　 I let the quark leave him~IndoMTL.com~ He was relieved, akimbo, watching the crow fall on the branch in awe.

　　's profile face is a bit familiar.

　　 "Uh, is this your bird?" He turned around and asked me embarrassingly.

　　 I immediately remembered his name.

　　The third grade senior Shirai, is Morino's boyfriend.

　　 Shirai’s is half a head taller than me, and he looks very ordinary, but probably because of his recent diligent exercise relationship, he exudes a vigorous atmosphere. I think he also heard that Morino's body was found here, so he came here deliberately. But surprisingly, I couldn't find the slightest breath of sadness on his face.

　　 "It's called quark." I waved, and the quark flew on my shoulder, "Is it Shirai-senpai? My name is..."

　　 "Second-year student Takakawa." Shirai interrupted me with a friendly smile, "I know, I heard it from Morino a few times, because I am a little concerned, so I have seen your appearance specially, I hope you don’t Care."

　　 Of course I don’t care.

　　 "Are you coming to Morino?" I asked.

　　 Hearing the name, he intentionally or unconsciously turned his face to one side, letting the shadow hide his expression.

　　 after a while.

　　 "Um... Yeah, but I can't find it no matter how I look for it," he said.

　　 Although the tone seemed to be looking for something insignificant, it made the listener feel sad.

　　 "Have you and Morino been here before?" I asked.

　　 "I have been here." He nodded and said nostalgic: "I met her here for the first time when I was in junior high school. Speaking of which, this is also the place where I confessed to her. It's a great place, that's it. Quiet, as if the world has been washed. What do you think? Gao Chuan."