Sinmonger Chapter 7: Earlier customers

December 13, 10 am.

White fluorescent lamps are spread out along the ceiling, and the walls on both sides of the corridor are also white,

Every time he passed this road, the whale would feel uncomfortable in his eyes. He took out the usual sunglasses from his jacket pocket and put them on. He continued to walk. The stench of the corpse became stronger.

In the morgue, Matsuo's body lay on the dissection table, **** tools were on the cart beside him, and all kinds of foul-smelling bodily fluids accumulated in the washbasin on the ground.

Whale Bird didn't see anyone when he came in, but there was a sound of water in the washroom inside. He stood in the middle of the room and waited for a while, and Kuwahara pushed the door through the washroom and entered.

"Ah, it's Mr. Whale Bird. Are you here to get the autopsy report in person? Haha, recently everyone is looking like they're in a daze." Junichi Kuwahara. Xing people, he kept a short head all the year round, wearing a pair of old-fashioned big black-rimmed glasses, he smiled cheerfully when he saw people, as if there was something to be happy about every moment. At first sight he would never have imagined that this man's job was to deal with dead people all day long.

"You've worked hard too, Kuwahara-kun." Whale Bird replied.

"Well... I'm alright. In fact, doing an autopsy is not a stressful job. If you have nothing to do, you will feel uncomfortable." Kuwahara replied with a smile.

"Then, what is the cause of death after confirmation?" Whale and Bird stopped being polite and began to talk about business.

Kuwahara replied: "The oxygen supply to the brain is insufficient, and the airway is blocked. In short, any one of them will lead to death. If it happens at the same time..." He didn't say anything, anyway, the result was already in front of him.

Picking up a scalpel on the cart, Kuwahara pointed at Matsuo's face and said, "It is worth mentioning the black cross mark."

The whale bird's expression changed slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Whale Bird doesn't know yet." Kuwahara pushed his glasses: "There is more than one deceased with a cross on his face."

"Oh?" Although the whale and bird put on a questioning look, they actually had the answer in their hearts.

Kuwahara replied, "The one that was brought in last night..." He looked back uncomfortably at the chest of drawers where the corpse was stored not far away: "It's a high school student who was cut into many pieces, and he also has it on his face. "

The whale bird thoughtfully said: "Sure enough...the teacher and the student were killed one day after the other, and there are such marks on their faces..."

Kuwahara said again: "Actually there are more than these two people."

This sudden sentence made Whale Bird really surprised, "What?"

Kuwahara said: "The third sub-bureau near our jurisdiction also found a similar black cross, which also appeared on the face of the deceased, with a horizontal one covering the mouth like a seal, and a vertical one extending from the forehead to the chin. "

"How many other dead people are there?" Whale Bird hurriedly asked.

Kuwahara replied: "I only heard the rumor yesterday. On December 7th, they found the first dead person with a black cross on his face. As of yesterday morning, there were three in total."

The whale bird turned around and left, muttering: "Bastard... there are at least five people... So that's the case, we can't wait any longer..."

"Mr. Whale Bird, your autopsy report!" Kuwahara shouted from behind, but Whale Bird did not return.

Forever.

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December 8, 3:15 pm.

"Damn, living in such a crappy place where only a few buses pass by a day makes me go so far." Matsuo wore an exaggerated down coat and walked in the cold wind.

"No, I can't take it anymore, I have to find a place to rest first." Matsuo looked around. In such a remote area, there are not even any decent shops on the roadside, except for private houses, which are The kind of grocery store that doesn't even have a door.

He finally saw a bookstore, and ran in as if he had escaped.

"Huh... Fortunately, there is a heater in this store." Matsuo sighed after closing the door.

"It's not easy. It's so cold that I still have to visit the poor students' homes." Tian held a book wrapped in a black cover, sat lazily behind his desk, and didn't seem to have any intention of looking up at Matsuo. at a glance.

"Huh?" Matsuo was taken aback: "That... is he talking to me?"

Tian Yi ignored him and then said to himself, "It's really annoying to appear in my class like that shabby guy."

Matsuo suddenly noticed something, and his expression changed.

"Recently, the girls in the class are really getting longer and more beautiful, hehe..." Tian Yi laughed slyly.

But Matsuo didn't find it funny at all. He walked quickly to the table: "Bastard! What are you talking about there!"

Tian put the book flat on the table, turned to the first page, turned the book around, and pushed it in front of Matsuo.

White paper, purple ink, uncomfortable colors and fonts, with a person's name, or rather, the title of the book - Matsuohara Qi.

Matsuo glared at Tianyi and shouted, "Hey! What do you mean! Who are you? Who made you do this!"

Tian Yi's indifferent eyes became extremely cold and deadly in a very short moment. He only looked at Matsuo for a second, and the latter could no longer speak a word.

"Matsuo-sensei, you can read this book for free first." Tianyi lay back in the sofa chair, stretched, and yawned, "We'll discuss a deal later. "

Ten minutes passed.

Matsuo stood there, watching his heart for forty years with a complicated expression.

At this time, Tianyi felt that it was almost the same, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and took the book back from the other party's hand: "Okay, there is nothing worth reading."

Matsuo was a little overwhelmed, he asked nervously: "You...you..."

Tian Yi didn't have time to listen to him dawdling out of words, and directly interrupted: "In my opinion, this book of yours is like a stack of toilet paper that is bound together, and each sheet is still The kind that wiped the shit. My fingers, eyes, and heart were deeply hurt when I flipped through it. So..." He stared at Matsuo: "I'd love to sell you this book at a low price soon. ."

Matsuo was stunned for two seconds, then nodded immediately: "Okay, okay! How much do you want, I'll buy it now..." He said, and actually went to get his wallet.

Tian Yi waved his hand to signal him to stop: "No need, if I want something like money, I can rob a bank completely; or instruct others to rob a bank, and then make a commission; or instruct others to rob a bank and then rob a bank. Robbing them...well...that's a bit of a stretch, anyway, you don't have to pay for this book, just promise to do something for me."

Matsuo immediately became vigilant~IndoMTL.com~ For a person like him, he has to calculate the gains and losses in everything he does: "What do you want me to do?"

But Tianyi's words quickly reassured him: "You help me put this parcel in the mailbox of Miura's house." As he spoke, he took out a large envelope from the drawer and put it on the table.

Looking at the outline of the package from the outside, it seemed to be a book in an envelope, Matsuo thought about it and asked, "Hey, isn't this something dangerous?"

Tianyi: "Don't worry, it's just a videotape. You don't need to open the envelope, just put the things in Miura's mailbox. You should know his address." He said, While picking up the pen, he wrote a line on the envelope: Miura Kazuya.

"How is it? I've decided whether to do it or not. Help me be a postman, and I'll give you your book." Tian Yi asked with a sneer.

Matsuo's reaction is very predictable. He shoves the parcel into his arms: "You have to keep your word."

"Then it depends on your completion." He said in a playful tone: "Don't think about taking it back and seeing things like that, your actions..." Tian Yi patted Matsuo's on the table with his hand. The Book of Heart, "I know a thing or two about it."

"Cut..." Matsuo turned and left.

He didn't ask the other party why he made him do this, and he didn't think about why there is a book full of his own voice. His reaction was exactly the same as Ikeda two days later. In front of the absurd reality, he did not question or ignore it, but chose to trade and follow other people's rules of the game.

Tenyi watched Matsuo's figure disappear into the doorway, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing a few times. After taking a sip of coffee, he picked up another black book on the ground, and he flipped through it with relish.