I just want to be a regular writer

"hand."

Yoshikage Kira came back from outside the house and opened his hand to his father.

Seeing his father wandering with a worried look, he curled his eyebrows and repeated: "Hands."

"what?"

"Ah, in the kitchen..."

Jiliang Jiying didn't speak, and walked towards the kitchen after nodding slightly.

Those hands were placed on the plate that was supposed to be used for breakfast-the plate was a high-end product brought back from abroad by Yoshihiro Kira in the early years, and it is said to be a tableware brand designated by the royal family of that country.

I have to say that the plate is enough to match those hands.

But now is not the time to appreciate.

Kira Yoshikage opened the chair and sat at the dining table, staring at the hands for a moment, then picked it up.

The incision is neat, the blood is still not dry, the hand feels cold and hard, only the nails are slightly soft...

——It's genuine...hands.

'Do you want to... destroy it?'

Jiliang Jiying gritted his teeth and stared at the hand in her hand, making a slightly difficult choice.

Keep it unsafe.

-Absolutely not safe!

But ruined...

'Hey......'

Jiliang Jiying closed her eyes and exhaled.

After a moment, he opened his eyes suddenly-who knew about it?!

He never shared his preferences with anyone, he just kept this secret quietly and secretly.

who is it?

Who will not only disturb his life, but even dig into his heart?

what...

Why do people always don’t know how to cherish their lives?

Kira Yoshikage stood up on the table, and the chair underneath moved back with his getting up-the foot of the stool rubbed against the wooden floor and made a harsh, disturbing sound.

This noise undoubtedly deepened Kira's irritability, holding the table with both hands, he looked down at the hands in the plate.

——If the hand is here...the owner of the hand must be dead.

Even if you are more optimistic, people are still alive-this kind of thing will make the news.

Wait.

He picked up a hand in the plate, raised his hand and brushed it over the incision-after confirming that the incision was sealed by the scorch mark and no longer dripping blood, Kira Yoshikage came to the living room with his hand.

Yoshihiro Kira was still anxious, his yellowish eyes were filled with anxiety and distress, and he almost shed tears when he saw Yoshikage Kira--'Ah...why did my son suffer these things?...'

Jiliang Jiying was not disturbed by his father's sight, turned on the TV and tuned to the local news channel, quietly kneading the hand in his hand and watching the TV.

It must be local news.

——The hands are still fresh, they must have just been cut.

To deal with follow-up matters, but also to send to his home without leaving a trace.After estimating the time required, the scope is greatly reduced.

The news is still irrelevant facts about people's livelihood, and occasionally one or two cases of robbery and theft are broadcast.

The appearance of this world is still peaceful, but that kind of peace does not favor Kiraji Ying.

This is really...

The morning news soon ended, and Kira Yoshikage could not wait for the information he wanted.

He looked down at the hand, and thought with a deep face--'Is something missing?'

Think again.

These hands are well maintained, and there is a reason for their natural foundation, and they must be taken care of by the day after tomorrow-its texture is very light, even if it is exposed under the highest-definition camera, there is no need to show up.

What kind of people would cherish their hands like this?

——Professional needs.

Jiliang Jiying took out his cell phone.

This is just a small inference, the accuracy rate is not high, but he has time to confirm.

Open the news software, Jiliang Jiying finds the latest entertainment news list and refreshes it down——

There is a profession in the world called hand model.

'found it'

Jiliang Jiying looked at the news page on the phone and narrowed his eyes. It was a piece of news that was sorted and released by the media moderator 10 minutes ago.

[Two years ago, he spent huge sums of money to insure his hands, but his hands were broken two years later-was it the jealousy of his peers, or a spiritual incident?!

Untasteful title.

Jiliang Jiying quickly scanned the news, then locked the phone screen.

These hands come from a hand model named Ai Yamamoto.

——The man was still alive and was treated immediately.

Because he was extremely unstable and refused to cooperate with the police investigation, the details of the case remained a mystery.

Sendai Metropolitan Police Department

"No, are you really right?!"

Alway followed closely behind Misaki Kirihara, with blame and disbelief on his face: "The corpse is in the haunted house! The upper left corner!"